Ink panel: Hunting the sun and surveying the sky from the bow.

Chapter 43 Wang Mazi, you will not die well!
Now, more than half of the winter season has passed.

It won’t be long before the weather warms up and the yamen runners in the county will come up with various excuses to go to various villages to supervise the spring hunting ban.

Once the hunting ban begins, you are not allowed to go up the mountain.

So before the hunting ban began, the villagers who were hunters all went up the mountain to hunt.

So much so that this time, the mountain products loaded on Shen Qing's cart were more than twice as much as last time.

In the winter morning, the sun penetrates the mist and slowly illuminates the endless green hills.

The snow-covered mountains gradually reveal mottled green under the caress of the morning light.

The golden light shone on the faces of Shen Qing and others, making them feel warm and comfortable.

Seeing that Shen Xiaohu and Tian Xiaohu were taking a nap and having nothing to do, Shen Qing checked the things he had with him.

A bow, fifteen arrows, a bag of poison powder, and a dagger, four items in total.

Right now, what he is most familiar with is the bow and arrow, but although the bow and arrow is very useful to him, it can only be used against opponents at a long distance.

Once you engage in close combat with the opponent, the effect will be greatly reduced.

Moreover, for people with perfect qi and blood, ordinary bows and arrows are useless.

After all, the power of the arrow depends entirely on the bow.

The elm bow is good, but its power is limited. It has a maximum strength of two stones, which is about one hundred kilograms.

The bow in his hand has been used for a long time, and its strength has decreased. I'm afraid it's less than two stones.

"After my Qi and blood are perfected, I can mobilize Qi and blood to increase the toughness of my muscles. This kind of bow can no longer penetrate me. If I were to kill the old man, a bow and arrow would not be a good choice."

"So the best way is to use poison and assassination."

Shen Qing sat on the cart, listening to the birds singing in the surrounding mountains and forests, secretly weighing and considering in his mind.

It is fifty or sixty miles from Hongshanzhai to Taiping County. After the snow melted, the mountain road became muddy and not easy to walk on.

It took Shen Qing nearly half an hour to walk half the distance.

At this time, the number of carriages on the road gradually increased.

If you look closely, you will see that vehicles of all sizes are loaded with more or less mountain products heading to the county town.

There were also cars filled with young boys and girls. Some of them had red eyes, obviously having just cried.

If Shen Qing guessed correctly, this should be a broker who specializes in human trafficking.

Every winter, many families can no longer make ends meet and have to sell their children.

They want to sell these children to wealthy families.

His aunt was sold in the same way back then.

After a while, two horses suddenly rushed towards the front.

Shen Qing hurriedly drove the cart aside and looked carefully.

The two horses rushing towards us had shiny fur, fat and strong bodies. They were obviously good horses, and the two people on the horses were not ordinary people either.

They were dressed in iron armor, sitting upright on two horses, with swords hanging from their waists, their eyes as sharp as eagles, and an awe-inspiring aura that should not be underestimated.

He is an official from the county government’s Weiwu Division!
With a crisp whip sound, the horses' hooves flew, and two gusts of wind passed by them at an extremely fast speed.

Shen Qing and his group couldn't help but stare at the two figures until they completely disappeared from their sight.

After the two officers left, Shen Qing gradually heard the discussions of the people around him.

"I heard that the traces of the Huang Tian sect's bandit army were found outside the county, and many people from the Weiwu Division were sent to search everywhere."

"Are there people from the Huangtian Sect in Taiping County?"

"It's hard to say. The Huangtian Cult has recently attacked Jinzhou. The imperial court has fought against them several times but to no avail. Instead, the more they suppress the bandits, the more bandits they have. The Huangtian Cult is becoming more and more powerful. If this continues, it won't be long before it affects the county city."

"Taiping County is an important city outside the county town. It has a strategic location. If the Huangtian Cult wants to attack the county town, Taiping County will probably bear the brunt. The Weiwu Division at the county government has shown signs of expanding its recruitment, and has already recruited many martial arts officers."

"Then I will tell my fellow disciples not to get involved with the Weiwu Division. The Huangtian Sect is not to be trifled with."

The sounds of discussion around him gradually faded away until they could no longer be heard.

Shen Qing, who was sitting on the cart, gradually fell silent.

He didn't understand anything about Huangtian Sect, Jinzhou, or the imperial court.

He only knew that things seemed to be in chaos again.

What a rotten world!

"drive!"

Shen Qing whipped the horse and urged it to trot.

Half an hour later.

Shen Qing and the other two rushed to the outer city of Taiping County.

"We're about to enter the shantytown, so you better stay alert and keep an eye on the goods. I have diarrhea so I'm going to take a dump. You guys wait here for me." Shen Qing jumped off the cart, threw the reins to Tian Xiaohu, and walked towards the bushes.

Tian Xiaohu asked curiously, "Why does your elder brother carry a bow and arrow when he takes a shit?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's for self-defense. It's a mess here."

"That makes some sense." Tian Xiaohu nodded, but he always felt that something was wrong.

……

Shantytown.

In a cramped little room that can only fit a bed.

The old man was lying on the bed with white gauze wrapped around his chest, his face a little pale.

Xiao Liu was holding a piece of black plaster and said, "Boss, sit up. I'll change the medicine for you."

The fat on the old man's body trembled. Hearing this, he sat up, slapped the bed and said viciously, "I didn't expect that stinky pockmarked guy was so shameless that he actually found helpers and made us suffer such a big loss. When my injury heals, I will definitely kill him."

"Fuck, be gentler." The old man kicked Xiaoliu to the ground.

The latter immediately got up, put on a smile and changed the medicine.

"Wait a minute." The old man suddenly pricked up his ears and listened for a while, then asked, "Do you feel something is wrong?"

Xiaoliu was a little confused: "What's wrong?"

"Where are the brothers I arranged outside? Why is there no sound at all? Go and check."

"Oh." Xiaoliu put down the work in his hands and ran out quickly.

After a long while, Xiaoliu still didn't respond.

"Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu." The old man called out twice, but no one answered.

He instantly had a bad premonition, pulled out a shiny long knife from under the bed, put it behind his back, walked over carefully, and then poked the door open with the knife.

There was no one outside the door.

The old man took two steps and saw some blood on the ground. He looked in that direction and was suddenly shocked.

His men were turned into corpses piled together.

The old man turned around and wanted to run, but suddenly his eyes were covered by a ball of white ash.

"what!"

The old man let out a shrill scream, waved the long knife in his hand wildly, hit people around, then stumbled and broke open the door and rushed into the house.

Just when he thought he was safe.

A shadow slowly appeared behind him and stabbed at him fiercely with a dagger.

Puff.

The dagger pierced the flesh.

The old man cried out in pain, turned around and swung with his knife.

boom!
In a hurry, Shen Qing crouched down and punched.

The old man sensed something and took the punch head-on and responded with a punch.

Bang bang bang.

All the furniture in the room was smashed to pieces by the two men's punches.

"Zhuang Gong! Jiu Gong Jin! Are you Wang Mazi?!" The old man immediately came to his senses, his fat body trembling non-stop, and he rushed over excitedly: "I will kill you!"

The room was too small, so he couldn't use the bow and arrow, and the old man had his eyes blindfolded, so he just shot around randomly.

Shen Qing simply did not fight him head-on, but quietly went around behind the old man.

He picked up the broken wood stick on the ground and hit him with it.

boom!
There was a dull thud, and the old man felt dizzy.

At this moment, the poison in the poison powder has gradually taken effect.

The old man began to stand unsteadily, staggering from side to side.

Seeing the opportunity, Shen Qing took the dagger and stabbed the old man directly, turning him into a bloody mess.

The old man was unwilling to give up, and his blood rushed up his body. He shouted fiercely: "Wang Mazi, you will not die well!!! Ba Ye will not let you go!"

The sound was so loud that it spread far away.

Shen Qing didn't waste any time talking to him. He circulated his energy and blood and cut the old man's throat with a knife, killing him completely.

After putting away the dagger, he rummaged around the room and found some silver and put it in his pocket.

Then he crouched down and went out of the back window, walked away quickly, and his figure disappeared into the alley.

(End of this chapter)