The three eyes slashed at Song Jiang's head with a sharp knife. Song Jiang was frightened by the lewd force of the three eyes. At this time, he could not move his feet. Seeing that the sharp and dazzling blade was about to fall on his head, Song Jiang At this moment, Song Qing, who was standing behind Song Jiang, stepped forward and blocked the simple sword in his hand in front of Song Jiang. Song Jiang took the opportunity to retreat.
Hearing only a proper sound, Song Qing took the knife forcefully. Although he could barely hold it, the tiger's mouth where he was holding the knife was sore from the shock.
Song Jiang was blocked by Song Qing in front, so he hurriedly pulled out the simple knife. Seeing his brother's struggle, he stepped on the ground and rushed forward with his knife. Song Jiang and Song Qing both The brothers came up with a "two plus one", and the minions who were looking around all let out a hearty laugh. At that moment, each of them held a knife and ax in his hand, leaned forward and was about to come up to fight.
Song Jiang was smart and knew that although the two of them could withstand the three eyes, if dozens of his minions came to kill him, even if he had three heads and six arms, he would still be chopped into pieces with random knives. When Song Jiang saw that the momentum was not right, he yelled and feinted at the three eyes, then told Song Qing to run away. Song Jiang knew that success or failure depended on this. If he rushed out, he would still have a chance to escape. If he couldn't, he would still have a chance to escape. , then this life must be handed down here. At that moment, the two brothers each held a simple knife, and while running wildly, they slashed at the minions who were surrounding them to block them.
There was another ping-pong-pong fight. However, when encountering the enemy at first, Song Jiang could kill one person within a few steps. But if he ran forward, he would be in big trouble. The three eyes behind him were chasing after him, and the minions in front were chasing him. People poured in from all directions, and the dense wall of people blocked the path of the two brothers Song Jiang and Song Qing. When Song Jiang saw this situation, he screamed in his heart that it was bad. He knew that he could not escape now and had no choice. It is better to fight to the death than to hack him to death randomly, and at least have some support.
The two brothers Song and Jiang made a concerted effort, and they fought bloody battles. They were injured in several places all over their bodies. It was a bit more heroic. However, if they continued to kill like this, there was still no way to survive. But at this time, Three Eyes was happy. Relax, put on a face of fighting with crickets, and think of ways to slowly kill these two crazy brothers.
But just when Song Jiang and Song Jiang were forced to the end of their rope and were about to die, a man suddenly ran past from the official road behind them. I saw this man carrying two simple knives in his hands. Then he killed those minions from outside and staggered around. With that footwork and skill, appearing here at this moment, it was like entering a deserted land. The minions on the left and right that he killed were unable to stop him. Wherever the blade passed, it was like Flesh and blood flew everywhere.
"This guy has such a fast sword." Three Eyes looked at the man's handsome kung fu. He slashed his sword across the mountain and killed the man in front of him.
But as soon as the two of them exchanged hands, Three Eyes immediately felt regretful. The man's sword skills were extremely fast. Looking at the overlapping shadows of the swords, they were not commonplace feints in the world, but on the contrary. This man's swords were flying around, and he remembered that they were all heavy swords, showing no mercy. As soon as Three Eyes got started, he was slashed to the point where he could only resist, and the minions around him were killed in pieces. , staggering this way and that.
Three Eyes saw that as soon as this man came, his minions were killed and wounded, and even he was stressed. Seeing that he couldn't resist, Three Eyes greased his feet and ran away into the forest. When the group of men saw that the boss had escaped, who still had the heart to fight again, abandoned the two brothers Song Jiang and Song Qing, and they all fled into the dense forest.
The man saw the thieves he killed and fled. The limelight was enough. Not only did he feel proud of his face, but he also felt happy in his heart. The man looked up to the sky and laughed, looking at the injured men on the ground. He ran for his life with his tail between his legs, then turned around, carrying two bloody knives, and came to the two brothers Song Jiang and Song Qing who were covered in blood.
The man said: "I have dispersed the thieves. If you want to live, please leave quickly." After that, the man turned around and looked up the official road where he came from. At this time, the two people hiding behind saw him greeting him. Come on, I came out of the bushes and walked closer together.
When Song Jiang saw the people coming, they were two business men, he felt nervous again. He thought to himself, I don't know what kind of gods I have offended today, how could I, Song Jiang, have no chance of survival?
Song Jiang and Song Qing supported each other, pulled off rags and simply bandaged the wound. Song Jiang watched the man wipe the blood on the corpse on the roadside with the knife, and then returned it to the two guards to put it back in its sheath. Song Jiang looked at the man and the two guards in front of him. Such a combination was really weird. If this man was a prisoner, the two guards were so respectful to him and dressed in decent clothes. It seemed that he had not suffered any hardships on the road, and he looked like a member of the government who was visiting privately incognito. However, it is inappropriate to say so. The two officers were holding water and fire sticks and an iron shackle. It was obvious that He was also like a prisoner whose assassination was hundreds of miles away. Song Jiang shook his head. All of this made him a little confused. However, these are not the main point. The main point is that this person must be a powerful character with great kung fu. I was lucky enough to meet him today. Of course, you should also leave your last name. It would be a pity if you missed it.
Song Jiang thought of this, looked at the man who was about to leave, bowed respectfully, and said: "Thank you for your life-saving grace. I dare to ask the hero's name."
The man glanced at Song Jiang, snorted and said: "When we saw an uneven road, we drew our swords to help. What can I say to express gratitude? You two go quickly. We are leaving first. Don't wait for them to come back. Today you met If you fall in love with me, I'm afraid you'll have used up all the luck you've accumulated in this half of your life. If you don't leave quickly, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on and will suffer bad luck."
"When you meet a strong man, you are naturally lucky."
"More than just three lives, your ancestors must have accumulated a lot of virtue, or else there is smoke coming from the ancestral grave today," the man joked, and there was no need to hide his pride at all.
Although Song Jiang was unhappy to hear this, he still nodded cautiously and said yes, as if a schoolboy had met his teacher. Song Jiang still smiled and said: "Please give me the name of the warrior,"
"Since you asked, let me tell you that I am none other than Wu Er from Yuncheng County. He was the one who drunkenly killed the white-fronted bug on Jingyanggang with a drunken fist."
"Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Wu," Song Jiang said with a look of great surprise, "I've heard of your name for a long time, and you're really worthy of the word 'like thunder'."
Wu Song smiled and snorted. Although he pretended not to care, the pride in his heart was beyond words.
Song Jiang watched the words and knew that he had caught on to the topic, so he immediately followed up and said: "My friends in the martial arts community have often said that Mr. Wu is a hero. Today, when I saw him, it was indeed unusual. He was truly a man of iron, and his kung fu was really good. Very, admire, admire,”
Wu Song felt comfortable listening, raised his hands and said with a smile: "That's ridiculous, I don't know where you are from, who are you by name?"
Song Qing was about to speak, but Song Jiang was the first to say: "Song San, this is my brother Song Liu, from Qingzhou."
After hearing this, Wu Song thought about it in his mind. He had never heard of this person in the world, and he didn't care at the moment, so he chatted with them for a few more words. However, Song Jiang and Song Qing were injured and their movements were really inconvenient. Wu Song couldn't move. There was no way to go further, so Wu Song said a few hasty words to say goodbye, and walked forward with the two guards.
Song Jiang and Song Qing supported each other and walked bit by bit towards where Xiao Xuan Feng Chai Jin was.
After walking about seven or eight miles, the two brothers saw a restaurant on the roadside. They came in to have a rest, ordered a bowl of wine, and asked the shopkeeper: "Where is Chai Daguan's restaurant?"
The restaurant mentioned the name of the place, and after resting for a while, the two brothers reluctantly came to the village. When they saw a guest coming out of the restaurant, Song Jiang hurriedly went up to him and asked, "Can I ask, Mr. Chai Daguan is at the restaurant?" nor,"
The villager looked at the blood-stained two people up and down, and replied hesitantly: "The official is collecting rent rice on Dongzhuang, not on the village."
Song Jiang then asked: "How long is the road from here to Dongzhuang?"
The banker said without thinking: "It's forty miles away."
Song Jiang was quite far away when he thought about it. Song Qing was injured more than him. If he went on, it would be bad for his health. However, since he was here, there was no reason not to go. He just suffered from not knowing where Dongzhuang was. place, so he smiled and asked: "What's the way to move in Dongzhuang?"
The banker didn't answer, looked Song Jiang up and down again, and asked, "I dare not ask the two officials about Gao's surname."
Song Jiang saw that this person was Xiaoxuanfeng Chaijin's banker, and he didn't hide it at the moment. He smiled and cupped his fists and saluted, "I am Song Jiang from Yuncheng County."
The banker couldn't help being surprised when he heard this, and said quickly: "Isn't it possible that Song Yasi came to the rescue in time?"
Song Jiang said: "It's just Xiaoke,"
The banker showed surprise on his face and said: "High-ranking officials often mention your name, but they only complain that they have no time to visit and can't meet each other. It's just... what happened to the captain, and how did he end up in such a serious condition?"
"In the forest ahead, if you encounter a strong man cutting a path, you will inevitably get injured in a fight."
"In this case, Song Yasi, why are you still standing here? I will prepare a chariot and send you two there. There happens to be a good doctor in Dongzhuang," the banker said and called out hurriedly. A chariot carried Song Jiang, and Song Qing rushed to Dongzhuang. Within three hours, he arrived at a rejuvenation hall in Dongzhuang.
Zhuang Ke said: "You two officials, please sit here for a while. Let the doctor cook for you first, and then I will go and inform the senior officials to come out and meet you."
Song Jiang said: "Okay," he helped Song Qing into the Huichun Hall. The doctor inside saw it and hurriedly came out to greet him. Song Jiang leaned on the simple knife, untied the waist knife, rested his baggage, sat in the hall, and talked with the doctor. While chatting, I cleaned the wound and applied medicine.