They met Lang Zongyu at the entrance of the town, and the two of them and four horses headed slowly towards Fuping.

However, Lang Zongyu's eyes kept wandering on the white horse. In his opinion, the black horse traveled thousands of miles a day and was already the best horse in a million. However, when he saw the white horse chasing the wind, he knew that the legendary horse really existed.

, appeared vividly before our eyes.

Zhui Feng was full of arrogance, striding high and dominating the road, not allowing other horses to go with him. Even the black horse did not dare to compete with it, and followed the white horse with its head lowered. As for the other two horses, they did not even dare to get close.

Reduced to being a pack horse.

"Boss, is it really a jade lion?" Lang Zongyu murmured with obsession on his face.

"You've asked me eight times." Qin Zhong looked back at Lang Zongyu and said with disgust.

"This is the legendary horse." Lang Zongyu couldn't help himself.

"Your dark horse is not bad either." Qin Zhong told the truth. Compared with ordinary horses, the dark horse is really not bad.

"Mine?" Lang Zongyu was stunned and asked, "Dark Horse really gave it to me?"

"It's yours, why should I give it away?" Qin Zhong blackmailed Shi Kaishi for this black horse. Naturally, it was because Lang Zongyu wanted it. On the one hand, this black horse is quite a steed, which makes people happy at first sight. On the other hand, it is a black horse.

Then, if Lang Zongyu comes with me, there must be a decent greeting gift, right?

"That's great." Lang Zongyu was extremely excited. Although he was riding a dark horse all the way, he was just having fun. Who would have thought that Qin Chong actually gave this BMW to him? He hugged his fist heavily and said no words of thanks.

Any kind of gratitude is too light, but he kept this sentiment in his heart.

He stretched out his hands, took off his hammers from the back of the pack horse, roared and galloped forward. While riding the horse, he waved the hammer, and he was far away in the blink of an eye. Qin Zhong was originally laughing.

, but seeing Lang Zongyu swinging his hammers around, he couldn't help but be surprised.

Lang Zongyu's double hammers were swung in an unorganized manner, showing no signs of practice. Observing his body more carefully, Qin Zhong was even more certain that Lang Zongyu was just making blind gestures with strength and had never practiced the hammering technique at all. Or maybe it was.

It is said that even martial arts are just tricks.

As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten groups. Lang Zongyu managed to survive in the bandits' den for two years solely by relying on his own strength.

Qin Zhong pinched the horse's belly and chased it forward. The speed of the white horse chasing the wind was three points better than that of the black horse. In a moment, it had already caught up with the horse's head and tail. The white horse chasing the wind was so arrogant, how could it allow a horse to catch up with it?

As soon as the person in front came closer, he raised his hoof and kicked it over.

Qin Zhong could feel the emotion of the white horse, so he quickly reined in the horse's reins and turned to the side. Even so, Zhui Feng refused to let go. He turned the horse's head, opened his mouth and bit Lang Zongyu's thigh. Lang Zongyu was startled.

He jumped and suddenly came up and hid in a stirrup.

Danger after danger, he avoided the big mouth of the white horse. However, the black horse was suddenly frightened and stood up with a neighing sound.

Fortunately, Lang Zongyu's riding skills were good and he was not thrown off.

After spending a long time, he finally appeased the black horse. Lang Zongyu looked frightened and kept away from the white horse chasing the wind. Is it the legendary horse? It has an arrogant temper and bad temper, and actually opens its mouth to bite people? This is not a horse at all. It is simply

It's just a ferocious beast.

Qin Chong was also startled. He didn't expect that Zhui Feng could be so fierce. If he accidentally bit off Lang Zongyu's leg, how could he do it? The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, so he raised his hand and slapped the horse on the head.

1. "You bite your own people too? Can you tell the difference between good and bad?"

The white horse fluttered and shook its head, refusing to admit its mistake at all. It squinted at the black horse with a look of disdain.

"Don't blame it, King Ma is like this." Lang Zongyu said enviously.

Qin Zhong was born in Shayuan Prison and had been accustomed to seeing good horses since he was a child. Naturally, he knew that the horse king was arrogant and would not be offended. Seeing that Lang Zongyu was not injured, but only suffered a fright, he couldn't help laughing a few times and changed the subject. "

Brother Lang seems to have never learned the hammer technique?"

"It's true that I have never practiced it." Lang Zongyu was a little embarrassed. He had never learned the hammer method, and he had never learned martial arts at all. In the past two years in Black Tiger Village, following some bandits who were good at martial arts, he did learn a few tricks and embroidered legs.

It's okay to bluff people.

"Brother Lang likes hammers?" Qin Zhong asked.

"dislike."

"Then why did you choose a hammer as your weapon?"

"Heavy enough."

Lang Zongyu was born in an ordinary farmer's family. Although he had physical strength, he did not have the conditions to practice martial arts. Before anything happened at home, he was just a master of fighting in the countryside. With his strength, no one was his opponent. Later, he entered the Black Tiger Village.

There are no weapons to choose from at all.

They had knives and guns, but they were too light to use with ease. Moreover, they had never learned how to use knives or marksmanship, and they could not use any tricks. Later, they went to rob a village and accidentally found this pair in a blacksmith shop.

The hammer was chosen by Lang Zongyu because it was heavy enough.

Lang Zongyu thought, no matter how many tricks you have with swords and guns, one hit with a hammer will break your bones and tendons.

"In these years, have you just relied on your strength to fight against others?" Qin Zhong asked.

"Who dares to fight me?" Lang Zongyu is right. The sight of a pair of hammers makes people timid. Who dares to fight him?

"I admire you, I admire you." Qin Zhong was speechless and said with his hands in hand.

"Hehe." Lang Zongyu laughed strangely. He could brag with anyone, but he couldn't brag in front of Qin Zhong. Based on his ability, he was beaten to the ground by Qin Zhong's three punches and two kicks. Based on his strength, it was even more incomparable.

He struggled to carry Qin Chong's hammer, but Qin Chong could dance like flowers.

"Choose a weapon you like and I'll teach you." Qin Chong thought for a while and said.

"Gun, I like guns." Lang Zongyu looked at Qin Chong expectantly without thinking.

"A gun?" Qin Zhong was in a daze for a moment, but suddenly remembered his iron gun, but unfortunately he threw it under the cliff.

It was already late at night. The two of them didn't want to rush, but they didn't feel sleepy at all. They simply found a forest and rested. After wandering around in the forest, they found a small tree with an iron gun.

Thick and thin, more than eight feet high. After smoothing out the branches and leaves, you can use it as a spear.

Qin Chong's marksmanship is a family tradition, which is said to be passed down from son to daughter, and Qin Yutian treasures it very much.

However, Qin Zhong did not have this understanding. He immediately started practicing one move after another under the moonlight. This set of marksmanship is divided into two types: fire and water. The fire method is the main attack, and the water method is the main defense. The combination of yin and yang is unpredictable. Qin Zhong can use it widely.

When they are together, the shadows of the spears are flying, really like a dragon stirring up the sea.

Lang Zongyu stood a dozen steps away, still feeling the energy hitting his face. His eyes were unblinking, and his heart was shaking as he watched. The shadow of the gun was constantly intertwined between violent and soft, slow and sharp, and sharp.

The roar is like an evil spirit attacking people. Just looking at it makes people shudder.

Suddenly, Qin Zhong shrunk his figure, put away his gun and stood still. His breath was even, his face was peaceful, and he felt effortless.

"Come here." Qin Zhong said, shaking his hand and throwing the wooden stick to Lang Zongyu.

At the beginning, Qin Yutian taught Qin Zhong the spear technique and practiced it once. After reading it once, Qin Zhong already remembered 7788. Qin Yutian corrected it a little and gave some tips on how to exert force, and Qin Zhong understood it completely.

Practice water and fire marksmanship, and become a master of it.

At that time, Qin Yutian was extremely happy and praised his son without hesitation, saying that "he has gained three points of spear skills." Qin Chong was only twelve years old at the time. He just watched Qin Yutian practice his spear skills. Not only did he memorize the moves, he also remembered the moves.

I better understand the meaning of water, fire and spear.

Therefore, Qin Zhong didn't realize how difficult it was to learn marksmanship. Looking at Lang Zongyu's confused look, he couldn't help but frown.

"Don't remember?" Qin Zhong asked.

"You did it too fast, I, I didn't see clearly." Lang Zongyu scratched his head and felt a little at a loss.

Is this fast? Qin Zhong couldn't help but curse in his heart. He had slowed down the practice speed just to let Lang Zongyu remember the moves. Unexpectedly, Lang Zongyu didn't remember even one move. He even didn't see the drill moves clearly at all. This was still

How to teach? Qin Zhong was a little dumbfounded.

Qin Zhong had never encountered this kind of situation when he was a child. Whether it was his father or a veteran of the Xiaoqi Camp, when they taught him martial arts, they would slow down and practice it once, and then they would be done. As for the rest, use the old

As the ghost puts it, it's "just figure it out on your own."

And he himself has never worried about this.

"I'll practice it again, please pay attention to it clearly." With no choice, Qin Zhong grabbed the wooden stick and started practicing again.

Then, the third time, the fourth time, the fifth time.

.........

The night gradually recedes, the bright light illuminates the woods, and a morning sun rises slowly.

Qin Zhong, who had practiced for half the night, felt extremely exhausted. But he was very pleased that Lang Zongyu finally learned the starting position.

Lang Zongyu's eyes were red, but his expression was excited, and he didn't look tired at all. After a brief tidying up, the two of them set out on the road to Fuping County. Qin Zhong relaxed his whole body, lying on the horse's back, closing his eyes and letting the white horse walk on its own, and was actually fascinated.

He drifted off to sleep.

Lang Zongyu learned a new way to start shooting, and he made gestures all the way. He felt that he was full of energy and exerted endless strength in his body.

Twenty or thirty miles away, we arrived in a blink of an eye. Two or three miles away from the city gate was a market. Before entering the city, we always rested here. The market was not big, with only four or five vendors selling some tea and food.

Qin Chong, two people and four horses, immediately attracted everyone's attention.

In particular, the black horse and the white horse Chai Feng have extraordinary looks. Anyone who takes a look at them will know that they are rare and good horses.

Because he was wanted, Lang Zongyu tore off a piece of his clothes early and covered his face with only a pair of eyes exposed. However, he was tall and felt very oppressive. Looking at the two horses behind him, there were iron loads on his back.

The hammer is clearly a weapon in the battle formation.

For a moment, the surrounding people looked at the two men anxiously, and unconsciously stayed away, for fear of getting into trouble.

Both of them were extremely hungry, so they found a stall to sit down, ordered a bunch of food, and ate happily. With food in their stomachs, Qin Chong had the leisure to look around. The city wall was right in front of him. He could enter and leave the city.

It was very busy with people coming and going, and cars and horses.

Fuping is a big city, with city walls that stretch for miles and miles as far as the eye can see. Flags are displayed on the city, and there are soldiers on guard with guns.

Along the way from Shayuan Prison, we met a lot of people in the city. At most, there were a few soldiers on duty in front of the city gate, but they were absentmindedly attending to their errands. Like Fuping County, it looked like it was facing a formidable enemy, and the soldiers were fully armed.

I have never seen a city wall before.

Looking at the city gate again, I realized that it was also heavily guarded. Anyone entering or exiting the city would be subject to interrogation and even body search.

"What happened in the city? Why is the investigation so strict?" Qin Zhong called the stall owner and pointed to the city gate and asked.

"A big shot has come to the city. Not only are they subject to interrogation, they are also subject to a curfew at night," the stall owner said in a low voice.

"Big shot?" Qin Chong smacked his lips, disapprovingly. A big shot died in Jinsu Mountain, and here is another big shot.

What do these big shots want to do? How much benefit is there in gathering together and running to the northwest, even risking death? Qin Chong doesn't believe that these big shots who are pampered and have nothing to do will come to the northwest to blow the wind. There must be something big.

, but I just don’t know.

"I heard that he is the eldest son of some prince, and he is so big that he has no edges." The stall owner said mysteriously.

Qin Chong was stunned when he heard that, the prince? How could such a noble man condescend to come to such a remote place? Suddenly something moved in his heart. When he was at Jinsu Mountain, the innkeeper also said that a great steward of the prince's palace died there.

Jinsu Mountain. Are these two related?

After pondering for a moment, Qin Zhong leaned into Lang Zongyu's ear and whispered, "We can't enter the city, we have to go around the city."

The prince's son is in the city, so it's no wonder that the local officials feel like they are facing a formidable enemy. The city gate is like this, and it is uncertain how to strictly check inside the city. Even if you enter the city, you will be stopped and questioned at every step. The two men and four horses are carrying weapons, so naturally

It arouses suspicion.

If you don't go around the city, you will save yourself a lot of trouble. After all, it's not a big deal if you go into the city, so you don't have to cause trouble.

"Yeah." Lang Zongyu nodded dullly. He didn't want to go into the city at all. He was afraid of meeting the Zhang family, so he couldn't help but take action.

Qin Chong, on the other hand, was a little disappointed. He originally thought that he would go to the city to find a blacksmith shop and modify his hammer. At this time, he was getting closer and closer to Yanzhou, and it was inevitable that he would encounter the enemy, but his iron hammer

The gun was lost, and now I don't even have a weapon at my disposal.

"Where is the blacksmith shop here?" I thought to myself and couldn't help but ask.

"Blacksmith shop? There is only one in the city, but not outside the city." The stall owner was busy answering Qin Chong's question.

"Have you forgotten the boss? There is a blacksmith in Shangyang Village." Suddenly, the stall owner's aunt interjected.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes." The stall owner slapped his head and said repeatedly, "Shangyang Village has it, Shangyang Village has it."

"How to get to Shangyang Village?" Qin Chong was overjoyed and asked quickly.

"It's not far. Go west from here. It's more than three miles and you'll reach Shangyang Village after crossing the river."

"Thank you, thank you so much." Qin Zhong thanked him, grabbed a handful of copper coins from his arms, counted them all and placed them on the table.

When he found out where the blacksmith was, Qin Zhong stood up and left without further delay. Lang Zongyu was busy eating. When he saw Qin Zhong leaving, he hurriedly grabbed the remaining buns and stuffed them into his arms. He was still biting the buns and could not speak clearly.

He shouted, "Wait for me."

The two men got on their horses, shouted and headed west. The four horses galloped, raising a large cloud of smoke and dust, and rumbled away.

Watching the two people leave, in another stall not far away, a middle-aged man stood up, looking thoughtful. The middle-aged man was in his forties, wearing a green robe and was elegant. Until Qin Chong and the two disappeared.

, the middle-aged man withdrew his gaze and slowly walked towards a carriage on the roadside.

"Enter the city immediately." The middle-aged man ordered and got into the carriage neatly.
Chapter completed!