Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

() The woman stared at Jiang Menshen, she was so scared that she almost peed out, her upper and lower teeth were fighting, how could she speak?

Ximen Qing sneered, stretched out his hand and gestured.

Wu Song understood the meaning of this gesture, and led Jiang Menshen to go inside, so as not to fail to ask the woman.

"Don't worry, he is already a dead man." Ximen Qing smiled at the woman, "As long as you tell the truth, I will save your life, and I will invest a hundred dollars so that you can go far away without worrying about being hurt." Scared."

The woman had already been redeemed by Jiang Menshen. Seeing Ximen Qing's promise of Baiguan, her heart was moved, she didn't say a word, and turned her eyes to the backyard.

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Sun Erniang saw the two door panels on the ground, with a two-foot-long brass lock on the iron chain, she asked the woman, "Where is the key now?"

The woman regained her composure, shook her head and said, "Every morning, that guy Jiang Ying unlocks the lock himself, and then asks the bartender to come over to fetch the wine. I don't know where the guy hides the key?"

"You shared the bed with that fellow, Riri, how could you not know?" Sun Erniang scolded with a sneer, "Who can believe this?"

Seeing Sun Erniang's fierceness and the gleaming sharp knife in her hand, the woman couldn't help trembling with fright: "I really don't know."

Ximen Qing carefully saw that the woman's face did not seem to be fake, so he asked Sun Erniang to go to the front and ask Wu Song to escort Jiang Menshen over.

When Jiang Menshen was brought directly in front of the wine cellar when he was young, he immediately understood what his intention was, and shouted: "You woman, you can say anything!"

Wu Song unceremoniously went up and slapped twice on the face first, which only made Jiang's door god Jin Xing flustered, and begged for mercy: "The key is only with me."

Ximen Qing said: "In that case, you should open the wine cellar door."

"The key is with me, but I don't have it right now." Jiang Menshen gritted his teeth and said, "If you open the wine cellar, please ask the hero to spare the villain's life!"

After speaking, Jiang Menshen looked at the trembling woman viciously and said: "This woman's life, the hero just take it!"

Ximen Qing said suddenly: "Did you forget what I said just now? If you tell the truth honestly, I will naturally spare you in Mengzhou City."

"So." Ximen Qing paused and said, "You shouldn't be alive now."

After hearing this, Wu Song took out a mouthful of snowflake iron ring knife, and waved it in front of Jiang Menshen: "This knife already has a spirit, today I should drink blood!"

Seeing the truth, Jiang Menshen panicked and said, "If you kill the villain, you won't have the key!"

"What's the point of a key?" Wu Song strode forward, raised the rotten silver-like Jie Dao, and cut the chain in two.

Cut iron like mud!

Looking at the Jie Dao again, not to mention the gap, it doesn't even have a curved blade, it is still cold and perfect, a precious sword.

"It really is a good knife!"

Wu Song praised, raised his knife and looked at Jiang Men coldly, saying: "Your key is just a piece of scrap copper now."

Jiang Menshen had been relying on him a while ago, but now he suddenly lost his mind, knelt down and shouted: "Hero, spare your life!"

"Take this guy away, don't splash our blood all over us." Ximen Qing waved his sleeves impatiently, it's not too much for a guy like Jiang Menshen to kill him a hundred times.

Wu Song stepped forward and kicked Jiang Menshen's huge body down, like a rolling gourd. Suddenly, Jiang Menshen saw that the weapon rack in the yard was only a few steps away, and there were all kinds of weapons on it, so he hurriedly took advantage of a lazy donkey to roll , went to the weapon rack in disgrace.

Ever since he took a concubine, how could Jiang Menshen have the mind to wield a knife and a stick?These weapons are just left here to collect ashes.

But at this time, seeing these weapons that he had neglected for a long time, Jiang Menshen suddenly saw a straw like a drowning man, got up and rushed towards it.

Wu Song wasn't in a hurry to catch up, this guy was known as a door god for no reason, so he was just fat, his fists and feet were loose, let alone weapons?

What's more, Wu Song got a new treasure knife, cut the corner of the table, cut the corner of the table; cut the iron chain, the iron chain broke, and his hands were already itchy.

The Jiang Menshen grabbed the weapon rack in two steps, stretched out his hand and pulled out the whistle stick, feeling a little more at ease, turned around and roared: "The master was careless just now, let's take care of it this time!"

After waving the whistle stick, it is time to fight Wu Song.

Wu Song smiled coldly, and slowly pulled out the other Snowflake Iron Ring Knife behind his back. With both knives in his hands, he casually twisted the knives: "Come, come, let's see how proficient you are in weapons?"

Jiang Menshen rushed over, swung his whistle stick, and put on a posture of "raising fire to the sky", and then slashed straight down from above!

When Wu Song saw Jiang Menshen's posture, he knew that this guy's weapons were also loose. He guessed that he had learned a few stick techniques that are common in the Jianghu, and he dared to show off in front of him.

I saw Wu Song turn around, raised his two knives and retreated to the side; Jiang Menshen's whistle stick fell down and hit the ground, making his hand hurt;

Wu Song deliberately led the battle far away, so as not to affect Ximen Qing's side; when he came down in three steps and five steps, he saw Jiang Menshen's whistle stick coming at his waist, with a flip of his wrist, his two knives were horizontal and vertical, lightly blocking the way .

Jiang Menshen just used the whistle stick to fight, but Wu Song cut off half of the front of the whistle stick immediately with a sharp knife;

Wu Song knocked lightly with the back of the knife, but the whistle stick flew somewhere; Jiang Menshenfu took the simple knife from the weapon rack again, and when he turned around, Wu Song had already jumped up, and the two precious swords were shining brightly. chop down.

With a loud roar, Jiang Menshen swiped the simple knife, and Wu Song cut the simple knife into three sections immediately!

"not good!"

Jiang Menshen is about to withdraw, how can Wu Song let him go?With two knives and two blades crossed outwards in his hands, he pushed Jiang Menshen's neck!

A huge head soared into the sky, and Jiang Menshen finally took a last look at his body from a very strange angle, and then he didn't know anything after that.

Wu Song drew his knife and retreated, and saw the headless body of Jiang Menshen falling backwards, and the blood spurted out covered the entire earth wall!

With a cold flick, Wu Song picked up the pair of knives and looked at them. There was no trace of blood on them, and they were good knives!

As Wu Song slowly put the two knives into the sharkskin sheath, Jiang Menshen's concubine under the willow tree screamed and fell to the ground slowly.

"It's really useless, isn't it just a dead person?" Sun Erniang spat in disdain, and pulled open the wooden door of the wine cellar. <, is this strong fragrance. <, smiled slightly: "Mine is still mine." <Sure enough, it is a peerless wine, no wonder it caused these things. "

Ximen Qing shook his head and said, "It's not the wine that makes people greedy. People are greedy."

The bartenders and troublemakers in front had long since fled without a trace, Ximenqing didn't care, and told Sun Erniang to go back to the inn to bring the horses, and hired some cart porters to load the batch of Jingyang Chun into the carts. Go to the cross slope.

When the woman woke up leisurely, nothing was missing from her body, but a few more sheets.

Having seen the methods of Ximen Qing and others, how could that woman dare to report to the officials, or go to Zhang Tuanlian?He changed his clothes on his own, rolled up some gold and silver, and hired a carriage to go to Tokyo.

"Now we're waiting for news from the third brother." Ximen Qing said to Wu Song leisurely on his horse, "I hope that old Shi Guanying won't make a mistake."

"His only precious son is in our hands, what other ideas can he have?" Wu Song replied: "Those troublemakers have escaped, I'm afraid Zhang Tuanlian will do something about it."

"It doesn't matter, as long as Jiang Jing is released, we will go to Tokyo overnight, even if the news of the regiment training comes to chase us, it will be too late."

Old Shi Guanying really didn't disappoint everyone. After waking up from lunch break, he saw that there were inexplicably more letters on the table, and old Shi Guanying felt a little bad.

When he opened the letter, the old Shi Guanying sat down on the ground in shock.

How could old Shi Guanying not recognize the handwriting of his son Shi En?

"At the beginning, I told this evil person not to wade into this muddy water. How deep is Zhang Tuanlian's city mansion! Has it happened this time?"

While complaining about his son, old Shi Guanying got up, found three or five confidantes, immediately kicked out the magician Jiang Jing from the prison, got a cart to pull him, and came to Shizipo.

Shi Qian followed secretly all the way.

Jiang Jing was also confused, he didn't know what happened, and thought he was going to be dragged to bury him.

Later, I saw that the old Shi Guanying was in a panic, and the direction of the cart was not quite right. It took him several miles out of the city to wake up.

"Could it be that the master is here?"

Since Jiang Jing was imprisoned, he still suffered a lot. If Zhang Tuanlian didn't want to spare his life, he would have died in the dark prison long ago.

Thinking of his boss, Jiang Jing burst into tears.

I blame myself for being confused for a while, and I have to show off to know that this place is not far from Tokyo!

The wine transport team escorted by Ximen Qing and others hadn't arrived at Shizipo for a long time, and Shiqian rushed to report the news in front of the old Shi Guanying's cart.

"It's just in time!" Seeing that the timing was just right, Ximen Qing ordered someone to pull Shi En out and wait by the side of the road.

In a short time, the old Shi Guanying drove the cart himself, and the fortune teller Jiang Jing arrived.

Seeing Shi En, who was mentally exhausted but had no missing parts, the old Shi Guanying stretched out his hand and slapped him twice, then dragged Shi En into the cart, accompanied by three or five confidantes and returned.

From the beginning to the end, old Shi Guanying didn't even say a word, he didn't even ask the names of Ximen Qing and the others. In his mind, it was good to take his son back safely as soon as possible.

As for the mess, old Shi Guanying didn't bother to get a foot in it.

Because unlike Shi En, the old Shi Guanying deeply understands the key points inside.

Zhang Tuanlian had long been eyeing the position of Guanying, and wanted to put his own people in.

As long as Shi En makes a mistake, the old Shi Guanying won't even have a chance to regret it.

"Cook! Pack your things!" Erniang Sun ordered the waiter in a hurry: "Hurry up as soon as you are full!"

At this moment, Zhang Tuanlian in Mengzhou City had already received the news.

The private release of the old Shi Guanying and the death of Jiang Menshen made Zhang Tuanlian a little panicked.

So Zhang Tuanlian went out decisively to find someone who could make a decision.

The romantic husband Ximen Qing:

Chapter 190 No Blood on the Killing Knife:

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