[Shooting Eagle] East Evil Chasing Love

On the wide river surface, small boats crossing the river are scattered in twos and threes. There are more or less people sitting on each boat, but there is only one light boat on which only the boatman is rowing vigorously, as if there is no one there. , but after a closer look, he found a person lying on his back on the boat, with his elbows behind his head and a hood covering his face. He seemed to have played several games of chess with Duke Zhou, and only the boatman's tune echoed on the surface of the river.

Just listen to the boatman singing:

"Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and straw shoes are light than horses, who is afraid of a cloud of mist and rain for life"

The boatman's brisk ditty evokes the lying man, and he slowly removes the veil covering his face. It's really Feng Heng.

He looked at the blue sky with white clouds in his clear eyes, and listened attentively to the boatman singing:

"It's expected that the spring breeze blows and wakes up, it's slightly cold, but the mountain tops are slanting, but they greet each other. Looking back at the bleak place, when I go back, there is neither wind nor rain nor sunshine"

The libretto is full of the chicness of strolling in the courtyard, with a calm demeanor as if life and death are just passing clouds.

The thought of seclusion in the misty rain, and the Fengshen who is not surprised in adversity and smiles at the vastness, actually fit his mood. Feng Heng liked it very much, so he asked the boatman to sing it a few more times.

He was fascinated by the sound, and sat up involuntarily. The boatman sang repeatedly, and the boat swayed leisurely, and arrived at the other side in this leisurely atmosphere.

Feng Heng went ashore, and the other side of the river had already reached the territory of the Kingdom of Jin. Among the few people who went ashore, you could see people from the Kingdom of Jin who were dressed differently from the Han people from time to time. Feng Heng put on a drapery hat and strolled on the road. As the crowd came to the city gate, they saw that the gate of the city with blue bricks and red tiles read:

唐州

He lined up with the crowd, only going to enter the city, get some rest and go north tomorrow.

At this moment, the sound of horseshoes was suddenly heard, and several horsemen galloped from the gate of the city.In the blink of an eye, the people who were still queuing outside the city gate were surrounded. Feng Heng only thought that they were going to check the population, but he didn't care. , Feng Heng looked up slightly, and saw that the leader was sitting on a horse, wearing a cotton robe, and was instructing a few Jin soldiers behind him to drag a young girl among the crowd. The girl was just the daughter of an ordinary family, about When I went out with my family, I saw her struggling and crying, and there was a middle-aged woman beside her, who tried her best to defend her. Feng Heng only heard her say:

"Master, please let the little girl go, the little girl is still young, so you can let her go"

The soldier who grabbed the woman gave a ferocious smile and said:

"Young girls are what we want, but we don't want older ones."

He laughed loudly as he spoke, and then several people came up and surrounded the mother and daughter. The people around them just dared not speak out, they were all silent.

Feng Heng only heard a few people behind him whispering:

"It's really a crime. I don't know which family's good girl is going to be ruined?"

Another voice said:

"What is this for? So blatantly at the gate of the city?"

One person said:

"This is not the first time. These days, I come to the gate of the city every day to take people away, saying that I want to serve the daily life of the adults."

"Isn't that pretty good, it won't make such a miserable momentum?"

"What do you know? They said they were going to serve people, but I heard that all the girls who went in were big girls with yellow flowers. When they came out, it's not like that. It seems that they want to practice some method of harvesting yin and nourishing yang..."

Hearing this, Feng Heng frowned under the hood, and stared at the man on the horse. He was surprised when he noticed this. The man on the horse had shiny black hair. Liang Ziweng, who had fought against Cannes.

How could the village woman let her daughter be ruined, she desperately protected her daughter, the soldiers and her mother and daughter stood in a stalemate for a long time, Liang Ziweng who was sitting on the horse gradually showed displeasure.

He got off his horse and walked towards him. The soldiers seemed to be afraid of him. Seeing him approaching, they quickly moved out of the way.

Liang Ziweng looked at the mother and daughter with tear-stained faces, looked at the girl up and down, and saw that she seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old before he nodded in satisfaction, snorted, and said:

"What are you crying about? It is to let your daughter serve in the prince's house, just to practice kung fu with me. After the work is done, your benefits will be indispensable. Others want to ask for it, but they haven't had this opportunity yet."

He made some shameless remarks, which were extremely natural, and he didn't want to do this once or twice.

The people around were all daring to be angry and dare not speak out. Now this place is already the territory of the Jin Kingdom, and the Song people in the old country can only live with their tails between their tails.

The village woman shook her head again and again, crying:

"My lord, my little girl is already engaged. After you want her to serve you, how will she marry? Please, my lord, please do me a favor."

That Liang Ziweng was already impatient, with his hands behind his back, he said coldly:

"If you don't get married, just follow the uncle, and you won't be able to treat her badly"

Even though he said that, he was not a womanizer. He didn't even look at the girl sitting on the ground, and he didn't care if it was round or flat. After practicing the exercises, he didn't care about the girl's whereabouts. within range.

The village woman was naturally unwilling, so she rushed forward, probably wanting to kneel at Liang Ziweng's feet to beg for mercy, but before she got close to Liang Ziweng, Liang Ziweng raised his eyebrows, and shook his sleeves. The woman threw it out.

Just listen to him shout angrily:

"I don't know what's wrong"

Feng Heng saw that the woman was thrown out. The throw was so violent that she hit the ground and was bound to be injured. Although he originally planned to walk silently, he couldn't control much in critical moments.

So he flew forward and stretched out his palm to lift up the woman's waist.Everyone saw a person suddenly flashing out from the crowd, took two steps forward and flew up like a kite, and after landing again, it was a natural trend.

Liang Ziweng's throwing people and Feng Heng's saving them were just a blink of an eye, and the people around him didn't think anything of it, but Liang Ziweng didn't know how powerful it was, he fixed his eyes, stared at Feng Heng, and said:

"Who are you? Do you dare to take care of your own business?"

Feng Heng sighed in his heart, why did he want to meddle in other people's business, but he couldn't do it if he just watched him helplessly.He subconsciously pressed one hand on his slightly undulating abdomen, and stood there silently.

However, Liang Ziweng had a sullen face, pointed at Feng Heng and said:

"It's okay to meddle in other people's business if you want, you can sign up and save yourself the fate of an unknown ghost."

Feng Heng naturally ignored it, and only said to the shivering woman beside him:

"Madam, stay away, don't get hurt."

Seeing this, Liang Ziweng was furious. He had King Zhao as his backer, and he was already used to being domineering. Now that Feng Heng made him lose all momentum in front of others, he shouted angrily:

"Today I will teach you well, meddling is not something everyone can do"

As he spoke, he glanced at Feng Heng who was wearing a veiled hat, smiled contemptuously, and hummed:

"A nameless rat who can only sneak around"

Feng Heng didn't say a word, but he shook his right hand. Everyone felt a white light flashing suddenly, and a long whip waved away.

Liang Ziweng yelled and flew up, wanting to be the first to snatch the long whip from Feng Heng's hand.

However, Feng Heng's moves were varied, Liang Ziweng jumped from east to west, he could only jump along the direction of the whip for a moment, but he didn't even feel the wind from the tail of the whip.

He stopped immediately, his fat face flushed red, and he didn't know whether he was angry or tired, so he gasped and said:

"Good boy, today I will let you know how powerful Grandpa is."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the seven or eight soldiers behind him swarmed up and surrounded Feng Heng in an instant. It was Liang Ziweng who thought that he could not fight alone, and wanted to win with the crowd.

Those golden soldiers were all holding big knives, and the people around were all sweating for the grey-clothed young man.However, before the soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin communicated the order of who came first with their eyes, the shadow of the whip flashed, and the shadow of the silver whip flew rapidly, like a cloud of silver mist rising, enveloping the soldiers. But in a breath, the shadow of the whip dissipated, and the crowd exclaimed. Everyone saw that the soldiers fell to the ground, wailing in pain, and they were dealt with by Feng Heng in an instant.

Liang Ziweng was startled and angry, shouted loudly, jumped in the air, stretched out his left arm, and slapped Feng Heng.However, Feng Heng didn't wait for him to get close, shook the silver whip, and suddenly rolled towards his feet, and then shook his hand, taking advantage of the situation to throw him heavily on the ground.

At this time, Feng Heng's physical fitness has greatly improved, and he just wanted to settle the matter early and leave quickly.

He pushed Liang Ziweng far away, the few golden soldiers were afraid of his silver whip, they all stood far away, not daring to come within four or five zhang of him, they were silent for a while.

Feng Heng turned to look at the woman, and saw that she was staring at him blankly with her mouth open, Feng Heng said:

"Ma'am, take your daughter and go."

He didn't finish his sentence, but he heard a scream, it was Liang Ziweng who got up from the ground, grabbed the little girl who fell on the ground, and threw it at Feng Heng.

Seeing the girl hitting him, Feng Heng wanted to whip her around, but it was too late, so he stretched out his arms to wrap her in his arms, but at this moment, he heard the whistling of the wind, and felt a sharp force The force went straight to the back of his head.

Feng Heng had no choice but to turn his head to avoid the trajectory of the force at a critical moment, but the veil hat on his head was hit by the force and was suddenly shot down.

Liang Ziweng suffered a great loss, he used all his strength to hit a Ziwu piercing bone nail, and was about to throw out the second nail when he saw the man in gray turn his head.

A gentleman is like jade, with a handsome face.

I've seen such an appearance once, and it's not easy to forget it. He stared wide-eyed, but was just stunned, and then blurted out, saying:

"You, you are Feng Heng"

Feng Heng frowned, but did not answer.

Then Liang Ziweng seemed to think of something important to his life, he shook his body, looked around in fear, and finally only gave Feng Heng a look, and left without saying a word.

The few golden soldiers also followed him, and fled without a trace, leaving behind everyone to be baffled.

On this day, Feng Heng quietly entered Tangzhou City and found an old inn to stay. He had been on his way for several days and fell asleep exhausted, but he never thought that Tangzhou City would be turned upside down because of him tomorrow...

The author has something to say: sorry I'm late again T^T

Because I don’t have code words on weekends (╯° °) ╯︵┻━┻

Seeing that the author has not had a meal since he coded with a claw machine at five o'clock, please forgive the author >_

This time, we should believe that the author is a scum with a hand speed of 500 words. ?°°?(>_<)?°°?.