Chapter 228: Dingbei Marquis Li Mansion, I will see blood tonight
Sitting on the balcony, Xu Mu sighed.
On his left side, Jiang Caiwei was sleeping soundly with her pillow on his left arm. On his right side, Li Dawan was holding his right arm, also falling asleep, with tears all over his sleeves.
"My son, open your mouth and take a sip of wine." The old scholar took the wine bowl, took half a mouthful of strong wine, and stuffed two peanuts into it.
With the wine in his throat, Xu Mu silently raised his eyes and looked at the sky in the distance. The dusk sun was gradually disappearing, and the Horseshoe Lake against the snowy scenery became even more dead.
However, there was still no sound of horses riding back.
"Senior, did you say you would come back in the evening?"
"I told you before and asked me not to break up the banquet."
"It's past dusk."
Xu Mu stretched out his finger and flicked a small chestnut on the side of Li Dawan's head.
"You bastard, how dare you bully me!"
"I haven't been feeling well these past two days. It's not advisable to travel far. I can't go to Chengcheng either."
Li Xiaowan hurriedly walked down the balcony. Jiang Caiwei also stood up, put the cloak back on Xu Mu, and then followed her down.
"Longbow, can you see clearly?"
Gongou shook his head at the wooden eaves above the balcony.
"Master, no one has come back yet, it's almost night."
After hesitating, Xu Mu finally couldn't help it. If he had known this, he shouldn't have let two old men with old arms and legs ride two horses to risk their lives.
He walked downstairs and was about to call his boss Hu. Unexpectedly, Gongou behind him suddenly shouted in surprise.
"My boss, we're back. Senior Zhuge and the others are back!"
Hearing this, Xu Mu ran out in surprise. Sure enough, in the heavy snow scene, a bloated figure on horseback slowly walked towards Horseshoe Lake.
When he got closer, Xu Mu discovered that two little old men were riding a horse together, swaying along the snowy road.
"My boss, there's blood all over my body." Chen Sheng walked over with a solemn voice.
"Quick, Xi Niang, go boil the hot water."
Xu Mu was startled and hurried forward with Chen Sheng until they reached the horse. Only then did he realize that it was Chen Datie who was carrying Zhuge Fan all the way back.
"Master Tie, what's going on?"
"Killing requires blood." Chen Datie pulled out a bloody long knife from the horse's belly. He was too lazy to say anything and walked forward alone.
Xu Mu hurriedly supported Zhuge Fan, who was in a daze. Only now did he see clearly that the old knight's body was covered with sword wounds.
"Hey, don't grab my butt, it was slashed there with a sword." Zhuge Fan's voice was dry and hoarse.
No wonder, he had to lie down all over.
"I said you are old and your arms are lame. What are you trying to do with your life? It's windy and snowy. Isn't it comfortable to drink in the village?" Xu Mu felt helpless while carrying Zhuge Fan on his back.
"You know what the heck, he is a traitor and I can't kill him. I should give up my title as the number one master in the inner city."
"killed?"
"Kill him." Zhuge Fan rarely laughed, "This little kid just went to the camp and became a captain. He really thought there was nothing I could do."
"Senior, are you covering your pockmarked face?"
"It's covered this time."
Xu Mu breathed a sigh of relief and covered up his pockmarked face. That would be enough. Otherwise, having his portrait framed and put on the wanted list would cause a lot of trouble.
"I covered it, but I didn't."
Xu Mu was stunned and couldn't help but want to scold her.
"But he's disguised himself."
Xu Mu twitched his mouth.
"I said Hu'erjian, don't be out of breath when you speak. I can't walk steadily, and we will fall down. We may have to mourn you tomorrow."
"You are a fool. I taught you swordsmanship for nothing. Also, my name is not Hu'erjian, my name is Jade-faced Young Man! When I went to the Qing Palace, those pretty girls saw me Yushu
Linfeng doesn’t accept money, you know nothing!”
Xu Mu was too lazy to answer this question, "I went back to the house, washed myself with hot water, and then helped you apply the medicine. How dare you come back at dusk and not break up the banquet. The old scholar's neck would be stiff looking at it."
Zhuge Fan, who was sitting on his back, rarely spoke back. After a long time, he patted Xu Mu's shoulder with his hand.
"Boy, you'd better tie up Lao Dao. No matter what you do in the future, even if it's not killing people, Lao Dao's skill in blacksmithing will be enough for you."
"This is natural...but who are the remaining masters?"
"Why are you asking? Why, you still want to have a date? Forget it, Brother Tiger still has a chance."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to run fast enough in the future."
"Bah, Lao Dao has given you a crossbow, which is enough to save your life several times. However, it doesn't matter if I tell you."
"There are six people. You know the first three. The remaining two are all with that dog Zaisu."
"Where's the other one?"
Zhuge Fan raised his head and showed admiration on his face.
"That one is strange. I don't know who he is. However, I heard that he is a young man who learned his skills after traveling around thirty states in the world."
"Do you have a name?"
"There is an egg. I knew it and told you... Hey, don't scratch my butt."
Xu Mu was speechless, stopped, and helped Zhuge Fan to the house.
"Run yourself with hot water first, and I'll have someone apply the medicine for you later."
"My handsome young man cannot die."
"It's best. I don't want to go to the funeral too early."
A small horse tie was thrown out, but Xu Mu dodged it and ran out of the house.
…
Chengcheng. Li Mansion.
Li Rucheng sat under the pavilion in the yard, drinking wine and holding a knife.
On the street outside Li's house, there were rapid footsteps, crushing the dead silence of the snowy night.
Nearly eight hundred men in black, each holding a single sword, lined up coldly in front of the Li Mansion. Within a moment, after a low whistle, the eight hundred men with swords rushed into the mansion in a hurry.
Li Shuomo was so shocked that he held his head and hid in the cabinet. He was holding a long sword and did not dare to take it out of its sheath.
His father was the complete opposite, holding the knife and looking extremely cold.
"Cover your pockmarked face."
Gu Ying stood on the tile roof and drank in a low voice. Behind him, five hundred heroes covered their faces with pockmarks.
"My master said, no scraps of armor will be left behind."
"call."
The dark night and white snowy scene, against the backdrop of the lights and shadows of swords, captivated people's eyes for a moment.
Li Rucheng remained motionless, raised his head, and drank another sip of strong wine. After that, he stood up coldly, dragged a horse war sword, and walked out quietly.
Nearly two hundred robed soldiers also stepped out coldly, followed Li Rucheng, and walked with their swords pressed.
"Just ask this world, is it black or white? If it is extremely dark, I hope that God will be blind and kill a cud dog, and then spread a layer of white snow, leaving a pure person in the world!"
"cut!"
Ma Zhan's long sword swept across, and the man in black at the head was instantly cut off from the waist. The people behind him were so shocked that they took a few steps back hastily.
"Recalling that Li Poshan, the famous general of our era, died at the hands of thieves!"
"Don't ask me if I can eat! When we were fighting in the northwest, the horse bandits we killed were piled up and could go around Chengcheng eight times. How dare you assassinate them!"
…
A few streets away, a watchman wrapped in a robe, listening to the fighting outside Li's house, ran so hard that his legs were broken and he didn't care about anything.
The Grand Anniversary has decided that the Northern Marquis Li's Mansion will see blood tonight.