Forty-three, quick battle

It was so noisy. Listening to Zhu Yujin's roar and the sounds of the killers scattered, the old man couldn't help but think of this, and then he picked up the tea bowl in front of him and took a sip.

The old man was named Qin Zhenghe, and he was the cousin of the late Emperor Chonghuang. He was the cousin of today's son, and the orthodox royal family of the Great Qin Dynasty, and was granted the title of Chaoge Marquis.

However, people in the Jianghu have long been unable to remember his real name and title. For decades, people have liked to call him another well-known name.

Thousand-faced Marquis.

Qianmeng Hou died of a serious illness a year ago in the mansion. Everyone in the world felt regretful and came to pay their respects. Even His Majesty the Emperor sent a couplet. Everyone was amazed when they saw this couplet, and they all said they were so wonderful.

The same admires wise men throughout the ages, and one person faces a thousand faces.

No one knew that the Qianmeng Hou did not really die, but was captured by the Sanqing Sect. The tomb of the Miao King became a key part of their Miao Xinjiang plan. Under coercion, countless human skins and masks were created.

Since childhood, the Qianmian Hou, who had a fief, has been used to being sought after and having no worries about food and clothing. When he first arrived here, he had resisted fiercely, but after seeing Chi Ming practice blood corpse, he never had this idea again.

When the killers came to ask him just now, he obediently pointed out the cell where Jiang Xiaoshu and his party were hiding.

At this moment, the footsteps sounded again outside, and four killers walked in, and the lead raised his chin:

"Didn't that little thief when he saw Jiang Xiaoshu?"

Qianmian Hou looked up at the person coming and nodded slowly:

“See it.”

"Tell me where is he?"

"He's in my room."

"Your room?"

"He is standing opposite me now."

The killer stood there in a daze, then laughed loudly, pressed the back of his head, and took off the mask on his face.

"Damn it, Marquis, you are really amazing! I can't even recognize this thing myself."

This person has charming eyes and handsome facial features. Who isn't Jiang Xiaoshu?

After covering the door, the other three killers also took off their masks, which were Sheng Liuxiang and the other two.

Jiang Xiaoshu walked to Qianmianhou with a smile, grabbed the teapot and took a sip.

Qianmian Hou glanced at him:

"Seeing that you still have the time to grab my tea, I guess the plan just now has been completed very well?"

Jiang Xiaoshu laughed and did not answer.

Sheng Liuxiang and the other two recalled Jiang Xiaoshu's previous plan:

"Zhu Yujin will come to him soon, but he is very timid and most of him dare not make a move directly, but chooses to take his wits - the cell where we are is very narrow, and he will probably set fire to us..."

"Ah! Then aren't we bad?"

"Silly girl, don't interrupt me, listen to me - behind this is a secret room filled with water. Once the fire starts, we will break the walls and the water in the secret room will gush out. This fire will not hurt us at all... Here, put it on for you."

"This is, human skin. mask? Ah, I understand, the weird guy I just met is Qianmeng Hou, right?"

"Yes, let's put this mask on, then put on the killers' clothes, and wait for the flood to flow out and float out. At that time, it will definitely be a mess, and no one will pay attention to us..."

"Zhu Yujin is very good at martial arts and his eyesight is not much worse. Can you deceive him?"

"Don't worry, I have made arrangements - when he orders people to find something to burn later, he will definitely speak to divert my attention. At that time, I will expose him thoroughly and say something to anger him. This will probably disturb his mind, and then our chances will be much greater..."

"But what's the point of doing this?"

"Zhu Yujin's martial arts skills are too strong, and with so many killers, facing each other head-on, we are definitely not opponents. Only by creating chaos, in the chaos can we find a good opportunity to win... Everyone knows it? Just follow this plan if you have no problem."

Later, things really developed in the established direction. Zhu Yujin was exposed step by step and became angry. After the forage was in place, the fire immediately started.

The tongue of fire and thick smoke poured in, but Jiang Xiaoshu and his party were already ready, soaked their whole body in water, and covered their mouths and noses early. Although the fire was fierce, they could not do anything to the four of them for the time being.

After gathering together, Jiang Xiaoshu shouted softly, and then cursed Zhu Yujin outside the door, creating the illusion of helplessness. Then he stabbed the stone wall with a sword.

The stone wall is more than a foot thick. With Jiang Xiaoshu's skill, even if he stabs him for an hour, he may not be able to destroy the entire stone wall.

But the back of the stone wall is filled with water, which is completely different - just pierce a small hole in the stone wall, and the majestic water flow will immediately flow towards the hole, and the huge water pressure can knock down the thick stone wall in an instant.

The flood gushed out, and the four people who were disguised as killers were rushed out, mixed with the killers who had fallen outside, and escaped from the cell.

…………

After saying that, Jiang Xiaoshu laughed:

"When you saw that bamboo basket, you didn't know that Zhu Yujin's face was wilted than bacon and purple than pork liver. He cursed, but he didn't know that I was next to him. He was so laughing to death, hahaha..."

Qianmeng Hou couldn't help but say:

"You have had many ideas since you were young. I thought you would be better when you grow up, but I didn't expect it to be more and more aggressive..."

Jiang Xiaoshu smirked:

“Exceeded awards…”

Liu Lingweiqi said:

"You two have known each other for a long time?"

Qianmian Hou shook his head:

"It's not just acknowledge. My old elegiac couplet was written by Mr. Xiao Jiang for me - the same wise man who admires the wise man for all ages, and one person faces the marquis of the song... It's interesting, I like it very much."

Jiang Xiaoshu rubbed his eyebrows:

"I like my elegiac couplet, but I am afraid that the Marquis is the first person since ancient times."

Qianmeng Hou smiled and said:

"I'm afraid that writing elegiac couplets to living people will not see the ancients in front of them and the people in the back."

Jiang Xiaoshu clasped his fists and said:

"I've been too proud, your temper is still so good. I hid a sentence in the upper and lower couplets, "Yue Song and Du Shi" and you are not angry."

Qianmian Hou shook his head:

"What's this? I'm just an idle person who is addicted to pleasure..."

"No, Marquis, you die at most a year ago, but you clearly mentioned Jiang Xiaoshu when he was a child..." Liu Lingwei said.

Qianmian Hou frowned slightly, as if that memory was not very beautiful:

"Eight years ago, I went to Beijing to meet the saint. The old emperor specially gave me a meal together. During the meal, the crown prince, that is, the emperor suddenly said that he wanted to see my disguise technique. I took out my outfit and changed my face. I thought the technique was very clever, but everyone on the meal laughed. I quickly took off my mask to check, but saw that the mask was painted on several masks..."

Speaking of this, he looked at Jiang Xiaoshu, who coughed and cursed:

"Yes, yes, yes, I did it right. But when my father tied me up in front of you and beat me up, why didn't you mention a word? Just pretend to be pitiful..."

Qianmianhou remembered that the child was beaten and shouted that I would dare to do it next time, so he couldn't help laughing, and he bowed:

"I have implicated Mr. Xiao Jiang, so I should pay it."

Jiang Xiaoshu waved his hand generously:

"Forget it, I'm sorry, seeing you're so sincere, I'll forgive you..."

"Shameless." Sheng Liu and the others cursed in a low voice.

Xiang Yiling chuckled:

"So Brother Jiang was so naughty when he was a child..."

Jiang Xiaoshu scratched his face and changed the topic:

"Don't mention the things I did when I was a child... Everyone, I just had an unexpected gain. Do you want to see it?"

“An unexpected gain?”

"At that time, the flood was pouring out, and suddenly I saw it in the depths of the secret room, so I took it back." Then he took out the things in his arms and threw them on the table.

A huge horn and a piece of kraft paper.

What is this? Everyone is puzzled.

But Xiang Yiling exclaimed:

"This is...Miao King!"

According to legend, when the Da Miao Village was still there, the Miao King had a horn made of a sacred cow horn. Once it was blown, it would make the most majestic and majestic sound in the world. This sound was deeply engraved in the hearts of the Miao people, and everyone would worship it from the bottom of their hearts.

The horns of the sixteen Great Elders were made of imitation of the Miao King, but those who had heard the sound of the Miao King said that the horns of the Great Elders always lacked something, which was far inferior to those of the Miao King;

After listening to Xiang Yiling's words, Jiang Xiaoshu was amazed:

"When you blow with the horn, even the white-bearded Elder Wu would treat me as King Miao and kowtow to me? Tsk... I look at Xuan, you didn't see Elder Wu's stinky fart."

Xiang Yiling shook his head:

"This is just a legend. Who knows, Brother Jiang, what is written in this parchment?"

Jiang Xiaoshu picked up the parchment paper and read it for a long time before he stuttered:
To be continued...