Chapter 3 Clan Law

Author: Child Chen

Chapter 3 Clan Law

Dasangli, outside the Jingwang Temple in Chengyang, yellow mud.

The atmosphere on the field was particularly solemn at this time.

The wooden cart that was originally Liu Gong's temporary office was overturned by Zhang Heizi at this time and used as a simple horse-rejection.

Rejecting Mane was a man who was a gangster and a tyrant for his brother.

To keep the horse away is to be a warrior for the tiger.

The two groups of people confronted each other like this, and the former was a little more tragic because of the few people.

But the tragic hero was quickly broken.

A group of people rushed out of the ancestral hall and touched about twenty people, all of whom were lavender sandals and yellow turbans on their foreheads.

Seeing the bearded man of Jumane, he hurriedly ran behind him and confronted Zhang Hong's troops.

Zhang Chong, who was on the outside, felt a sudden slap in his heart when he saw the group of people.

Because, he saw his grandfather, his two uncles and his eldest brother, right in the crowd.

The yellow turban on their foreheads made him feel even more uncomfortable.

But after thinking about it, Zhang Chong hurriedly joined the team of his father and brother, and faced the opponent unarmedly.

Zhang Gouzi looked at his son who was wearing only a calves and said nothing, but just pushed him into the middle.

Zhang Hong's troops were obviously not energetic. Seeing the number of bearded team suddenly expanding, it became obvious that it became commotion.

One or two people looked at the ancestral hall behind him from time to time, obviously they were going to wait for Zhang Hong and the others to come out, so they could make an idea.

While the opponent was panicked, the bearded man whispered to Zhang Heizi:

"Heizi, please be smart and leave first. I tied a horse on the horse stake outside the club. You rode back to the mountains quickly.

You are not from our teachings, and I am afraid that I will not be able to protect you later."

"The Taoist envoy is not a man who doesn't know Gao Hou, so Heizi will just admit his own truth.

Although he is a stubborn person, he never left his friends and ran away alone.

You can lose your life, but you can't even lose the word "Yi" even if you die.

Dao Envoy, don't persuade him. Heizi just take a look at how this Tiehu and Liu Gong took the black head of Heizi.

Haha! Let them come.”

"Okay!" "Cai!"

Seeing Zhang Heizi being so arrogant, the bearded man did not make an appointment to cheer with the people around him.

But Zhang Heizi didn't want to leave, but Zhang Chong wanted to leave.

Although he was surrounded by his father and brothers, he had no sense of security at all. At this time, the sweat on his nose could not stop.

Three days ago, he was a modern man. He grew up so old that he had never seen many fights, not to mention that he had seen blood.

And now, these two groups of ancient people are obviously on the verge of fighting.

Although there are many people on their side, there are only two weapons in total, one of which is the short and cute Knife.

The opponent is not armed to the teeth, but he is basically fully armed.

In addition, the yellow belts tied to the foreheads of the father and brothers made Zhang Chongxue's blood rush to the top of the hall.

He knows what era he is in.

In the Han Dynasty, farmers wearing yellow turbans contacted what the bearded man said before.

He didn't understand that he had become a member of Taipingdao until the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

This time it's over, and even gold fingers can't be saved.

But for now, there is good news.

Through the golden finger, Zhang Chong saw the dozen plots opposite, and only two of them had windows on their heads, all of which were "ring-headed sword techniques, mastering", and they all seemed to be inferior to the bearded man.

Zhang Chong lived a long and endless journey in his heart, and the field changed again.

Perhaps because the bearded man was too impatient, one of Zhang Hong's parts was impatient, so he rushed forward with a knife with a ring head.

The man wrapped his head in a green scarf, wearing a long sleeve with a collar and a red sleeve tightly tied with a sleeve.

He has a big thorn on his hem, his feet are treading and his feet are dressed in a neat warrior. He looks extraordinary just by looking at it.

He held the hilt of the knife in both hands, and raised his hands towards the bearded man with his hands, and he followed the knife and was as fast as a bird.

When Zhang Chong saw this scene, he almost exclaimed.

It turns out that this damn gold finger is not reliable at all, it actually misses the factor of physical fitness.

Just take the warrior in front of him. Although he only mastered the sword skills, his body was obviously strong and vigorous. Before Zhang Chong could react, he drew the opponent with one move.

The bearded man had a thigh of his eyes, which was obviously an accident, but he still couldn't make any noise. He then twisted his knife and hit the blade side at a faster speed.

Once the midline is broken, you will snatch your body and enter, change the knife to stab, and penetrate directly into the opposite throat.

Before Qingli's wife could react, the knife had already stopped at her throat, and she was so scared that she didn't move.

The bearded man snatched his knife and kicked him in the knee again. The green-headed man immediately knelt in the wet yellow mud, kneeling firmly.

The bearded man looked at him squintly and said indifferently:

"You have a good figure, just don't use this knife randomly. If you don't embarrass yourself, you'll lose your life."

The green-headed man was so mocked that his face was dark and he was about to hit the bearded man's knife.

The bearded man didn't expect the man to be so fierce, so he quickly put away his knife, retreated, and stood in front of everyone.

"Qingnu, you should use your strong sexuality to commit suicide, why don't you practice knife? Why! Practicing a knife is harder than death."

The green-headed man who was kneeling in the mud, heard this and his body shook. He was about to make a few words, but he gave up. He knelt to the side, leaned down on the ground with his head, and did not dare to look up.

The person who said this was a vigorous old man with sparse hair and beards, and he built a house with a building.

He simply wore a single dress, covered with a layer of gauze, and walked slowly from the ancestral hall with a stick.

There were several people following him.

In addition to the brave man who had just met Liu Gong, a leather man with a leather hat, a double-breasted and leather boots, the rest was a scholar with wide sleeves and high crown.

This old man is obviously the three elders of Dasangli, the local powerful, the clan leader of the clan, Zhang Hong.

At this time, Zhang Chong, who was in the Taiping Taoist crowd, looked at the twisted pop-up window with the words "Rod Throwing Technique, Proficient" hanging above the old man, and was secretly shocked.

The old man should not behave like a person!

The brave man following the old man was his son Zhang Qiu, and Zhang Chong should not be underestimated.

It was because there was a hanging window hanging on his head, and like a beard, he was "circling the sword technique and proficient in it."

Unexpectedly, a small rural hero actually had such a warrior.

Zhang Qiuben works as the pavilion leader in the pavilion next door, but because of the autumn mu, he went home to help the spring festival in the clan.

The scholar next to him with wide sleeves and high crowns was the Wushu, Lang Tong, who was invited by Dasangli for a high amount of money.

I just don’t know why I am obviously a wizard, but I dress as a Confucian scholar.

Zhang Hong didn't look at Qingnu who was kneeling there, but said calmly to the bearded man:

"I have always been good at Taiping Dao, but I respect great wise men, traveling thousands of mountains, wading floods, and surging epidemic miasma.

The people of the Dasangli and the people of the Crucian tribe have received much favor.

But spring sacrifice is a major event among the decayed clan, so why did the honorary envoy fight and destroy the friendship between the country?

Is this the meaning of honoring the envoy or the meaning of noble education?"

Zhang Hong was sophisticated and said something about righteousness and reason.

He even pointed to the bearded man to sacrifice to the bearded man, whether he was given a feud or whether it violated the teachings of Taiping Taoism.

But Zhang Hong said solemnly, and in the scene, someone didn't give him this.

The mattress mentioned earlier was full of time, and he was muttering to Zhang Dan, the drummer next to him:

“As it turns out, ‘Bald, build a house’.

He is so old that he still has to be a slut to cover up his baldness. Just like what he did, he wants to cover up his body more clearly."

The words were dirty and playful, so funny that the drummer Zhang Dan couldn't hold it in and laughed out loud.

But this smile led Zhang Hong to the scene. The old man just glanced at the two of them without entanglement, and stared at the bearded man again.

He knew this rural envoy named Jisun, Jinanxia, ​​a Jinanxia road from Taiping Road in Qingzhou. It is said that he was a Northern Army camp before.

Later, in addition to military residence, he joined Taiping Road and became a rural envoy, in charge of the academic affairs of the countryside.
To be continued...