"Shh! Don't shout, this short knife was cooked in golden juice. You only need to cut a small mouthful to make people suffer from hemotoxicity and it hurts so much!"

Zhang Zhao quickly took out a gray-black short knife from the mahogany box and said to Cao Yanming who was about to call someone.

‘Um...!’ Cao Yanming, who had just started to shout, quickly covered his mouth with both hands.

Gold juice is human and animal feces. In ancient times, this thing is liked to add some virus damage to weapons, which actually increases the chance of infection of tetanus and sepsis.

It sounds like nothing, but these diseases were absolutely incurable in ancient times!

Moreover, suffering from tetanus and sepsis is much more painful than being stabbed to death. Cao Shisi and Cao Yanming naturally knows how terrible these two things are.

"Call me and listen!" An evil smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Zhao's mouth.

"Ah! Ah?" Cao Yanming was stunned. What kind of trick is this? He had a short knife cooked in the golden juice to look at him, just to hear him call him cousin? What kind of thief are you?

"Hurry up! Why are you rushing? The wife of the county lord, Suo, is your grandmother? If you ask you to call me, you can call me!"

Cao Yanming's father Cao Yuande is Cao Yijin's eldest son, and his mother is Zhang Zhao's cousin, So, so Cao Yuande is Zhang Zhao's real cousin, so he is different from Cao San's wife. Cao Shisi Cao Yanming really has to call him cousin.

"You are Zhang Erlang! You are Zhang Erlang!" Cao Yanming reacted, and he pointed at Zhang Zhao and exclaimed in a low voice.

"Irregular! Did you call Zhang Erlang? Call me cousin and listen!"

Zhang Zhao gently patted Cao Yanming's head with his hand, just like an elder treating his younger generations, but Cao Yanming was only one year younger than him in total.

"So tough!" Looking at Cao Yanming's unhappy look, Zhang Zhao put the short knife on Cao Yanming's neck.

"Do you want my cousin to leave some souvenirs for you?"

"Second uncle!" A cold short knife passed through his neck, and Cao Yanming suddenly felt a big soul, so he had to call him "Second uncle" with constipation on his face.

"Don't pretend to be dead! Get up quickly, I have something to say!" Seeing Cao Yanming's psychological defense was slightly broken, Zhang Zhao kicked the sole of the scholar at the kick.

Made's eyes turned white and his body was bent into a shrimp-shaped shape. He pretended to be quite similar, but his breathing was a little short of time.

"Erlangjun is a good method! It seems that the people in Qi Xiahu Mountain Village are saying true, you really killed Ge Du!"

The scholar got up from the ground with a squirt, and his face was not ashamed of being seen through. He was also a shameless guy.

"What are Erlangjun doing? I think you kidnapped the third lady, right? You dare to break into this now. Shishilang makes a slight mistake. Princess Yuchi and Mrs. Song can't protect you!"

"Stop talking nonsense, go out and transfer the guards at the door. I want to talk to my nephew!" Zhang Zhao ignored the words of the scholar, and he walked around Cao Yanming and controlled him.

"Good nephew, I just want to make a deal with my brother Yuande. If you are obedient and you are fine, if you don't cooperate, I will tell you that my cousin is not good at doing anything else, and if you do something, it will hurt the harmony between relatives!"

"Where does Erlang regard this place? There are three hundred elite Yueqi outside. If you let Shishilang be held hostage, why do we do? Believe it or not, I shout now and immediately let you go to the other side of your body and head!" The scholar's eyes rolled and he threatened in a low voice.

Humph! Zhang Zhao sneered at the literati's guilty and stern look, "Good nephew, you have to remember that if something happens to you later, this person will definitely be the one who will be harmed.

Because it was not him who was pressed against the neck by a short knife, and he couldn't save you. That was my cousin, I was cruel. If I could save you, then he would be a great achievement. Such a person with a stomach full of bad water is the most unreliable!"

Feeling the cold touch on his neck, I wondered whether the short knife had cut through the skin and whether he was going to get blood poison. Cao Yanming, who had not experienced many storms, had goose bumps all over his body, and he was extremely scared.

"Yang Kongmu, save me! Save me!" The voice began to tremble.

"Don't be afraid of Shisilang, he dare not do anything, because if he hurts you, Zhang Erlang will be killed by a random knife!" The scholar continued to stubbornly.

"Yang Kongmu, right? Do you know that a person who had been chanting Buddha's name for more than ten years suddenly changed his temperament and killed Ge Du. What does this mean?"

Before Yang Kongmu could answer, Zhang Zhao asked and answered himself: "This means that my head is no longer working, which means that I would rather die than be kept as if I were taken as a pig or sheep.

Someone has dozens of numbers. If you don’t agree, we will be killed. Don’t worry, before the guards outside come in, some one has enough time to stab you two to death!”

Yang Kongmu stared at Zhang Zhao for a long time and found that Zhang Zhao really didn't seem to be telling lies, so his face became solemn.

"Zhang Erlangjun, what do you want to do?"

"What do you don't want to do? But I can't stay in Dunhuang anymore. Brother Yuande is willing to give some convenience. Zhang Zhao wants to go west to join my uncle, Yuchi, the Jin Kingdom of Khotan.

The hundreds of people in the cottage you brought back need to be pardoned so that they can survive!"

Zhang Zhao expressed his opinion lightly. He said lightly that he deliberately left hundreds of people in the clan to the back, just to let Yang Kongmu know that his greatest wish was to go to Yutian.

"Then you can let Shishilang go. The conditions are not harsh. I think Yuande Gong can agree!" Yang Kongmu pretended to think for a while and immediately agreed.

"Get out of here, do you think of me as a three-year-old child?" Zhang Zhao was so upset, "Ma Jiazi!" Zhang Zhao turned his head to Ma Jiazi.

Ma Yaozi, who had stabilized his mood, raised his fist as a casserole and hit Yang Kongmei's stomach. He bent it like shrimps.

"I will give you half a cup of tea and transfer everyone to the left of the village. If you don't come after half a cup of tea, I will give Cao Shisi a knife. I think he can understand who made his life lose!"

A few minutes later, Zhang Zhao took Cao Yanming hostage to the Ganquan water on the right side of the Zhuangzi. Yang Kongmu really did not dare to make trouble, but he was not very honest. Captain Kang of the Yueqi Regiment brought more than a dozen guards, unsheathed his sword and followed him.

However, just as they were about to find an opportunity to grab people, a burst of dust rose opposite Ganquan Water, and dozens of elite knights appeared. Zhang Zhao whistled, and the arrow shot towards more than a dozen Yue cavalry like locusts. Captain Kang and others could only run away quickly.

"Ma Yaozi! Yang Kongmu is still not honest! Leave him a souvenir!" A small boat rowed from the opposite side. Zhang Zhao retreated to the boat and shouted at Ma Yaozi.

His face was already completely dark. Ma Yaozi, who could not get off the pirate ship, could only walk forward with a cold face and stabbed Yang Kongmei on the shoulder with a knife. He knew that he had finished his attack and was cheated by Zhang Erlang.
Chapter completed!