Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Chapter 323 The Night of Fire
The clouds plunged into the arms of the setting sun in the western sky, dyeing them a bright red. In the dull atmosphere, the Manichaeans who had always believed in Ming Zun began to do evening classes to eliminate the irritability in their hearts, and the whole village was buzzing with chanting. The sound of reciting made the gangsters in the village feel upset. Two figures sneaked up to the back of a house and sat on the ground leaning against the wall. The scenery here was good. Behind the house was a pear forest. At this time, It's the pear blossom season, and the snow-white flowers are in sight, which can actually relieve the anxiety and unbearable mood of the past few days.

"Damn it, those guys in mourning clothes are really noisy. They are buzzing and buzzing all day long, like a... no, a swarm of flies flying around people..." The red-nosed guy held a The small jar of wine, while complaining in a low voice, opened the mouth of the jar. The moment the aroma of wine wafted out, he couldn't help but swallowed, and then he raised the jar and drank heavily: "Gudu, Gudu——"

"Who says it's not the case? I really want to use a knife to kill... the thief, leave some for me." The person next to him with a dark red complexion softly agreed. Seeing his companion drinking non-stop, he hurriedly raised his hand to grab it.

"Huh - I haven't finished drinking yet, there's still more than half of the jar." He still whispered and let the people around him take the jar away.

The man with a dark red face took a big sip and exhaled: "Good wine!"

"Keep your voice down!" The man with the red nose covered his companion's mouth: "It's not a good thing to let those frustrated guys watch you and me drinking here."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu""The gagged man nodded, and when he took his palm away, his voice also lowered: "I don't know who belongs to this village. When these people didn't come, we thought Whatever you do, do it.”

"The leader of the village has lured the wolf into the henhouse. All our bones have been chewed." Red Nose took the wine jar, took a sip and then handed it over.

"Who says it's not the case?" He wiped his mouth, looked up at the sky with a blushing face, and then looked to the side: "By the way, although we used to drink here, it was fine, but after these mourners came, this place was still is it safe?"

"What's the matter with being watched? It's just a sip of wine. Those people don't care about heaven and earth, but also whether we can drink and eat?" Red Nose said angrily.

She looked at him with a blushing face: "...Isn't it true that we can't eat meat now?"

"...Straight bitch!" Red Nose cursed: "I don't believe in his Buddha."

The two of them were talking, and the jar of wine was gradually drained. Red Nose turned the jar upside down, and shook it twice towards the open mouth. A few drops of residual liquid entered the mouth, and he smashed it into his mouth to see if it was dyed blue. Tian Tian: "It's time to go back. Those annoying noises have stopped. Those people who were eating fast and meditating should be finished."

squeak-

As he was about to stand up, the red-faced man next to him grabbed him: "Wait a minute, someone is coming to the house."

The red nose squatted down again like a reflex, blinked, looked at the red face and said softly: "Even if there is someone in this room, why should we hide?"

"Shh-"

The red-faced one raised his finger to his mouth and shushed softly. The two of them heard the sound of footsteps in the room, and then a kind voice spoke: "Thank you, Brother Liu, for bothering you to make such a trip."

"It's the right thing to do for Mr. Saburo."

The voice of the reply reached my ears, and the two minions had a look of surprise on their faces, obviously knowing who was in the room.

"Then, how can Liangshan be willing to let us go?"

Fang Maang's voice was a little urgent, and it was obvious that he had been waiting for this answer for a long time. The two people outside looked at each other and stood up unconsciously. In the room, Liu Yun's voice spoke unhurriedly, and the night began. Advent.

……

boom--

His strong palms slapped on the table, and the lit oil lamp jumped a little. In the frightened eyes of the red nose and dark red face, the lamp fell down safely. The big flame shrank for a moment, and then became bigger again. stand up.

"Did he really say that?"

Zhang Kui's face was gloomy, and he stared at the two people who came to report the news. His open fingers slowly closed and clenched into fists.

"Master of the Village, it's absolutely true. We heard it with our own ears."

"Yes, Village Leader, those guys have no good intentions. It's in vain for us to treat them as one of our own."

The muscles on Zhang Kui's face were beating again and again. He suddenly raised his hand and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "Don't say anything more." He opened his nostrils and took a few quick breaths. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He opened his eyes and said, "There are more things down there." How many brothers are trustworthy?"

The two men with different appearances looked at each other, and the red-nosed one thought for a moment and said, "We still have less than a hundred brothers here, but I'm afraid not many of them can be trusted..."

He nodded with a blushing face: "These people who eat fast and believe in evil gods have been trying to win over people recently, and many old brothers have believed in their tricks."

spit--

Zhang Kui spat on the ground and said angrily: "I invited people to Jiangzhou, but the person I invited was the God of Plague. It's so infuriating." He looked up at the two of them and said, "You go find a brother you can trust and let him They will arrive soon..."

The words paused for a moment, and the man's expression changed twice with uncertainty. Finally, under the gazes of the two people opposite him, he continued: "Let them go to your room and wait for orders. Don't talk too much. I'll be here soon." This will pass too.”

"Yes, Village Master!"

The two minions below quickly clasped their fists and accepted the order, then turned around and left the room, leaving the strong man clenching his fists, grimacing and muttering to himself: "You want my life? Then let's die together!"

The firelight flickered and the figures moved.

……

In the spacious room, everyone in Manichaeism had already taken their seats. The two wounded Zhang Wei and Xu Fang, who had difficulty moving, were also helped to sit at the bottom, looking at the fat figures above.

"Brothers." Fang Maung glanced at the people sitting below: "Now you all know the conditions proposed by Liang Shan, is there anything you don't understand?"

Xu Fang and Zhang Wei shrugged, Liu Yun looked down at his shoes as if they were the most beautiful scenery in the world, and Bao Daoyi closed his eyes and stroked his beard, looking enigmatic.

This trip to Jiangzhou has reached this point. Everyone has no idea about the green forest here. It is best to go out safely now. As for the rest of the people, they don't care. There are hundreds of military states in the Song Dynasty, but Jiangzhou is missing. , so what?
"Since there are no objections, we will gather people later and drive Zhang Kui out of the stronghold while the night is dark."

……

In the small room, a large bed was placed by the window. The usually noisy room seemed a bit alienated and strange. Thirty or forty people were sitting or standing there chatting, looking at each other from time to time. Towards the door, at a certain moment, the door suddenly opened, and a familiar figure walked in.

"Brothers, thank you all for looking up to me and gathering here. Thank you so much for being here." Zhang Kui said, clasping his fists with both hands and giving a deep salute, and then said with a look of shame: "I didn't think carefully before and lured the wolf into the house. Now, It’s only after he suffered such misery that he finally realized that it’s just a pity that his dead brother…”

His voice was sad, but this man also had some skills. He squeezed out two drops of crocodile tears, wiped them with his hands and continued: "Now I have realized that these people who eat vegetables are just white-eyed wolves who are not familiar with it. Keep going. We will only be dragged to death by them, so I decided to strike first to be stronger!"

Looking around at the people around him, Zhang Kui clasped his hands and bowed to the ground, with a sincere tone: "I hope all you old brothers can help me, Zhang Kui - I'm so grateful!" Seeing this, the minions on the side stood up in a hurry and humbly said, He kept saying: "The leader of the village is welcome, we are willing to obey your orders."

"That's right. Those who follow the leader of the village to enjoy the good life and drink spicy food will never be bullied to the door."

"What do you say, village leader, we will do it."

"Okay!" Zhang Kui straightened up and nodded fiercely: "We are all here, are the guys who take advantage of us fully prepared?"

There was a crowd of nodding people below, and the former village leader pulled out a sword with his backhand and slammed it on the table: "Tonight, except for those arrogant white-clothed guys."

"Kill the guy in white!"

"Kill the guy in white"

The shouts were not loud, but they all had firm gazes in their eyes. They were all close to Zhang Kui in the village before. They could barely be described as the so-called "close ministers of the emperor". After Bao Daoyi came, although their status was There was a decline but nothing happened. Geinbao and Zheng relied on Zhang Kui a lot at that time. Although these people were a little uncomfortable, they didn't complain much.

Until Fang Maang brought people here, a group of people were dictating that they were not allowed to eat meat or drink too much wine. They were in the midst of a new defeat. Zhang Kui had no confidence to resist without opening his mouth. They were also eager to take revenge. This tone There is nothing to express in the chest. Today, the leader of the village is willing to stand up, so he can't wait to have a big fight.

Zhang Kui smiled with satisfaction, pulled out the knife from the table, and sheathed it with a swipe: "A snake can't survive without a head. Let's go! Kill the guy named Fang first."

boom--

Everyone stood up, and the sound of grabbing swords and guns was heard, and they took steps to follow the leader of the village in front.

The night was dark, the wind was blowing, and the dark clouds that covered the sky at some point blocked the clear moonlight. Zhang Kui stepped out of the house, looked up at the sky, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

The moon is dark and the night is killing, and the wind is high and the sky is set on fire.

This is God's help.

Relying on their familiarity with the terrain, the group of people walked in the shadows and looked around. When there was a slight noise, they stopped and then continued to move forward. Stopping like this took quite a lot of effort.

"We're here." The little leader who was walking forward stood in the shadows and said, looking at the dark houses ahead.

Zhang Kui stepped forward and looked around. In the shadows, there were several figures in white standing there: "Just a few guys in white..."

"Why don't you light a bonfire? It's so dark that these people can't see much of the yard." Someone stretched his head and looked at the figure over there with confusion.

"I know that." Someone whispered back: "That man named Fang couldn't sleep because of the light. When he first came here, I kindly gave him a light to illuminate him, but he was kicked out. Hey, my good intentions were regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs."

Zhang Kui's eyes lit up: "Isn't this asking for death? Let's go and become these guys in white."

"I'll come first." Someone took out the sharp knife from his arms and walked forward with his waist bent.

Zhang Kui and others were also bending over and raising their toes, for fear of making any noise. In the dark night, thanks to the people on Zhang Kui's side who were not afraid of meat and fish, and who were wearing white clothes on the opposite side, they could see some blurry shadows. .

The few sentries over there stood motionless. Only Zhang Kui and others were not suspicious. It was dark, and he and others were wearing dark clothes. A group of people who only knew how to eat vegetables could be called ghosts. .

Just as he and others thought, the people holding sharp knives were still different until they touched them. The person behind gently stretched out his arm, fiercely covered his mouth and nose, and wiped the knife horizontally.

sand--

A strange noise came out, and the person who made the move immediately changed his expression: "Dummy! Village leader, there is a trick!"

Amid the shouts, footsteps were heard all around, torches were raised one after another, and the white clothes gathered together to disperse the fog of the dark night here.

Zhang Kui and others stood back to back in a circle with knives in their hands, looking at the Manichaeans who were surrounding them in fear.

"Zhang Kui!" Amidst the stern scolding, a fat figure walked out of the crowd under the protection of Liu Yun, stretched out his finger that was one size larger and pointed at the people surrounded: "You are so bold, you actually want to get angry. Wait, where are your moral principles?"

"Pooh--"

A mouthful of thick phlegm flew ten feet away in the firelight, and with the sound of the torch burning, it fell to the ground with a bang. The figure holding a knife over there pointed the knife: "Fang, please don't mention this to me. You will sell us out later." Do you think I don’t know anything about Liangshan?”

Holding the knife again, he moved his arm from left to right to one side and back again: "You... put a dummy at the door, and you surrounded me so quickly... aren't you just plotting against me!"

A sneer appeared on his face: "If you don't come, I will figure out who will go."

Zhang Kui's face turned red, he pointed at Fang Mang and shouted: "Despicable!"

While the two were talking, more and more white-clothed believers arrived. Bao Daoyi, who was wearing a Taoist robe, held a long sword, separated from the people in front and walked to the other side to stand still. The expression on his face looked a little cold, but he was just there. He stroked his beard up and down.

Under the night sky, Fang Maang's voice continued to sound: "You said I was going to sell you to Liangshan, but I didn't send anyone to get you. Instead, you led the people to kill you. Who is despicable between you and me?"

The other side wanted to talk, but Fang Maang waved his hand: "It's useless to talk more. What you've done tonight is beyond good. Come on, come with me!"

Liu Yun next to him had an expressionless face and drew out his long knife with a choking sound. All the followers in white clothes raised their swords and spears and stepped forward. The people behind them struck the ground with the tails of their spears. With great momentum, there was a loud banging sound. , Zhang Kui and the people behind him both looked ugly. Some people looked at the white-clothed figures surrounding them in panic, and suddenly shouted: "I will fight with you."

In excitement, he stepped forward and approached in the blink of an eye. Several spears stabbed out suddenly, piercing into the chest and abdomen. The man's eyes widened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth before pulling out the spears. At that moment, the whole person fell to the ground, and the moment blood splashed, it was like water entering a hot oil pan.

"Fight them!"

"kill!"

Knowing that he was unlucky, Zhang Kui shouted and pounced on him. Dozens of his cronies behind him rushed over with swords and spears in their hands, roaring, and suddenly crashed into the crowd of white-clothed people. The people roared fiercely and killed a mass.

The chaos only lasted for less than a cup of tea. The moment it stopped, his white clothes were stained with blood and corpses lay on the ground. Liu Yun, who turned around, was splashed with dark red, holding the dead head in his left hand.

　I'm moving tomorrow and there are a lot of things to do, including dismantling and assembling furniture, disassembling and installing lights, etc. (you have to do it yourself... TT). Updates should be resumed on Sunday.

　　
　
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