Chapter 291

This place is very close to Liangcheng.

The official way of customers coming and business going seems very calm.

I don't know why, although all the way on this trip, it was very peaceful.

But there is always a sense of depression.

Besides, although he arranged an extra team here, he even made a disguise.

But he doesn't think that Mo Qidao is such a fool.

Even he had a faint suspicion in his heart.

Has Zihe really been taken to Liangcheng?

If so, why didn't he find him all the way.

It is reasonable that he is not far away from the vehicle escorting him.

And he still rode a horse and walked in plain clothes.

You can catch up anyway

Thinking like this, Murong Yu reached out and scooped out a piece of paper from his belt and looked down again.

"The fifth and sixth masters have arrived at Biancheng and will soon arrive at Liangcheng."

This is the information the spy gave him yesterday.

In order to intercept Zihe in advance, Murong Yu and Lu Jun did not stop. They took a shortcut and waited on the only way to Biancheng and Liangcheng.

However, half a day passed.

But there is still no trace of Zihe.

Is the news wrong?

Da da.

At this moment, a sudden sound of horse hoofs came from afar, interrupting Murong Yu's thoughts.

He raised his eyes and looked at the sound source without passing, and his breath stagnated instantaneously.

That's the carriage of the prince's house, so Zihe finally arrived?

No, no matter how stupid the prince is, he won't be so blatant.

Murong Yu looked at Lu Jun and others quietly, then lowered his head again and pretended not to care about drinking tea.

The people he took were also experienced.

So seeing him like this, they all stood still.

Still drink, chat.

Pretend not to care.

"Whoa!"

The carriage stopped in front of the chaliao.

The coachman jumped out of the carriage carelessly and swaggered into the tea hut. "Old man, bring me a pot of herbal tea."

The coachman said, with a slap, and sat at the next table of Murong Yu.

There's a lot of movement.

The owner of the chaliao stall is really an old man.

He didn't say anything when he drank like this.

Still smiling, he brought the tea the coachman wanted. "Please use tea, sir."

After putting down the teapot, he placed a teabowl. Then the old man said, "thank you, sir. Two Wen."

This is the rule of the tea house.

No one else thought so.

But the coachman was angry.

He stretched out his hand to untie the big knife hanging at his waist, slapped it heavily on the table, at the same time, he suddenly got up and grabbed the old man's skirt with one hand, "old man, you are impatient to live. Dare you even ask for my money?"

I want to drink overlord tea.

At ordinary times, Murong will preside over justice.

But today is untimely, so he still stands still.

Just thinking in my heart, after the coachman leaves, give the old man some money to compensate one or two.

"But, but I'm a small book. If you don't give me money, I, I..."

The old man was afraid, but although he was afraid, he still explained intermittently.

Unfortunately, he obviously can't speak.

Once he opened his mouth, he made the coachman more angry.

"Damn old goods teach you a lesson, you don't know how powerful it is."

Then he pushed the old man hard and kicked him in the abdomen.

"Ah!"

The old man screamed and fell aside, and a trace of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"Dad!"

Seeing the old man like this, a coarse cloth girl ran over in front of the stove from afar.

Holding the old man carefully, he cried with red eyes, "Dad, are you okay? Did you hurt anything?"

"Oh, the little lady looks good."

The coachman's narrow eyes turned back and forth on the coarse cloth girl, and he immediately thought.

He rubbed his hands, stepped forward quickly, reached out his hand to pick up the girl and fastened it in front of him.

"Old man, you are a good girl. I won't care about you if you play with her."

"No, please let me go and don't touch me!"

The coarse cloth girl struggled desperately and tried to push him away.

But with her strength, where is the opponent?

So she was still carried on her shoulders by the coachman, strode away from the chaliao and took her to the grove behind the chaliao.

"Help, help... Oh! Ah, no, no, sir, please, please don't, ah!"

A girl's cry for help came from the woods.

"Daughter, daughter!"

When the old man heard the speech, he tried to get up and save him, but he was too seriously injured. He was powerless at all.

"Sir, do we really want to die?"

Lu Jun really couldn't help it.

What he hates most in his life is such bastards who bully men and women.

Murong Yuchong shook his head, "don't worry, someone has moved."

Then he looked at Lu Jun's back.

Lu Junwei was stunned, quietly turned his head and looked at it along Murong Yu's line of sight.

Sure enough, I saw a man and a woman, two young men and women in strong clothes, running towards the woods with swords.

"Ah, kill!"

Not long after, the girl's scream exploded again from the woods.

Then there was a sound of fighting from the woods.

It sounds like the fight is still fierce.

There seems to be some balance between the two sides.

Lu Jun doesn't understand.

He's just a powerful coachman. He doesn't have any martial arts foundation at first sight, but he has a full body of brute force.

But the man and woman are obviously practicing family.

Or one on two.

It should be taken directly. How can it be evenly matched?

He looked at Murong Yu suspiciously.

Murong Yu shook his head slightly, got up and walked to the old man's side, "old man, can you still stand up?"

"Thank you, young master. I'm fine. Please save my daughter."

The old man stood up supported by Murong Yu.

"This... I'm afraid I can't do it."

After Murong asked the old man to sit down, he immediately said with a bitter smile, "I have been weak since I was a child and haven't practiced martial arts. If I go ahead, I'm afraid it will drag the two heroes back."

Then he took out fifty liang of silver from his chest and put it into the old man's hand. "Although I can't help, this money is my little heart and apology."

"This, how can this make?" the old man said so, but his hand holding silver had not been loosened at all.

Murong Yu just didn't know, but said again, "nature makes you keep it well. After all, the money doesn't show."

Then he straightened up and smiled, "take care, old man. We'll say goodbye."

Then he left quickly with Lu Jun and others.

After seeing them leave, the old man couldn't help sneering, "hypocrite."

As he spoke, he tossed the silver, but his mouth whispered, "I haven't seen the master for a long time. I don't know when the play will be played?"

Just then, the girl who was carried away by the coachman came over and sat directly next to the old man with disdain on her face.

"It's really unlucky. It's not."

"Not at first sight. No one has a scar on his face."

Seeing the girl coming back, the old man threw the money to her.

The girl raised her hand and said, "Fifty liang? Where did you come from?"

As she spoke, she stuffed the silver into her skirt.

"Never mind where you came from. Let me quench my thirst first."

Then he hurriedly dragged the girl to the woods behind the chaliao.

"Dead ghost, I'm not serious." the girl said she hated it, but her body was very cooperative. She followed the old man and walked quickly.

Not long after, the sound of two people came from the woods.

When they were passionate and selfless, Murong Yu and Lu Jun just walked around the road and returned to the grove.

Their intention was to examine the coachman's body.

I don't want to see such a hot scene

"Why are you stunned? Let's go up first so that no one will find out."

Murong Yugang wanted to go up the tree. When he turned his head, he found Lu Jun standing there foolishly. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Lu Jun was pulled back to reality by his voice and couldn't help shaking his head. "Women are as fierce as tigers."

Murong Yuxian was stunned and immediately understood what he meant.

He raised his hand and flicked his forehead. As soon as he climbed with both hands, he went up the tree first.

Seeing this, Lu Jun turned and climbed up the tree next to Murong Yu

"Stop! It's crazy to do such a shameless thing in broad daylight!"

An angry drink sounded from outside the tea hut.

At the same time, a young man in green shirt with several attendants turned over and dismounted and walked to the front of chaliao.

"Mind your own business." the old man who was interrupted made a bad remark.

The girl got up carelessly and didn't hurry to pull up her clothes. Instead, she stared at the visitor, and the bottom of her eyes was slightly dark.

What a handsome little brother. How delicious it would be if you ate it in your mouth.

When she thought about it like this, she tilted her body, gathered her skirt like a frightened man, and looked up at the man, "Sir, please save me."

The old man was slightly stunned, and then thought of something. He raised his hand and slapped the girl, "bitch, how dare you betray me!"

The girl exclaimed, "no, no, no, I don't dare."

She crouched down on the ground, looking pitiful.

The old man didn't expect that the woman would dress so well and would continue to fight.

Do not want to approach, the youth's entourage has waved a sword to each other.

The old man reacted very quickly. With a twist of his heel, he avoided the other party's attack.

At the same time, as soon as the figure ran away, it had quickly flashed away towards the small tree forest.

Good lightness skill!

Murong Yu, who was condescending and saw everything in his eyes, couldn't help sighing secretly.

Such skills are by no means ordinary Jianghu bandits.

Is it not that he and the girl are also Mohist?