[Rat and Cat] Ten Commandments of Acacia

The cold night wind was blowing slowly, Zhan Zhao tightened his cloak and together with Bai Yutang smashed the hardened mud shell, and then said a little embarrassedly: "Shall we steal something?"

"I also know it's not good." Bai Yutang shrugged helplessly, "But a chicken only has two legs."

Then he tore off a chicken leg that was not very attractive, but it was still full of fragrance and took a bite, "Fifth Lord, I am Chinchilla, not a weasel. Where can I find so many chickens to share?"

Then he tore off the other chicken leg and handed it to Zhan Zhao: "We split the two legs, and leave the rest to them." Although it was selfish, he still had a bite to eat and did not forget to part the other half.

Zhan Zhao took it over, and glanced at the other people who were disturbed by the aroma of the roast chicken and smacked their lips in their sleep... Unkindly, he turned his head and shared the roast chicken with Bai Yutang!

The so-called "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen", although the age of this sentence is untestable, but this sentence has always influenced these gentlemen. Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang, who consider themselves to be one of the gentlemen, must have no fingers Yang Chunshui's... gentleman!So under the conditions of no seasoning and no serious cooking, one can imagine how horrible this roast chicken is!

But people need to know how to be content. Compared with cold steamed buns, the temptation of this poor-looking roast chicken is still relatively large. What's more, this is Bai Yutang's first time participating in food production. To save face, not to mention... Bai Wuye, who hasn't eaten much all day, is really hungry.

The two stood by the warm bonfire, silently divided half a roast chicken under the bright moonlight, and Bai Yutang, who was full, leaned behind Zhan Zhao and took out a sip from the water bag he carried with him. Feeling: "Tsk, I don't know if I can roast chicken under the moon so leisurely in the future. What happened in Xiangyang is really a big headache."

"Then let's see the tricks." Zhan Zhao looked up at the dots of stars in the sky, and smiled slightly: "Although the King of Xiangyang is very scheming and cunning, there are so many people who can't stand us. A Zhuge Liang."

Bai Yutang laughed loudly when he heard the words: "That's right, do you think that all of us who are not cobblers will definitely kill King Xiangyang who is not even half as good as Zhuge Liang?"

Zhan Zhao tilted his head when he heard the words, and said seriously and firmly: "Absolutely."

Moonlight hid mischievously behind the clouds, shyly looked at these two handsome young men who looked at each other and smiled knowingly, and the crickets hiding in the grass played melodiously a lullaby, silently guarding the children after a tiring day. people fall asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, the men and horses who had rested all night began to get ready to go. Taking advantage of the gap between breakfast, Bai Yutang secretly threw the remaining half chicken to Yan Chasan and Gongsun Ce who were still eating steamed buns. , Then turned around like a normal person, took a water bag and watched the dazzling sun while drinking water.

Yan Chasan and Gongsun Ce looked down at the half-baked roast chicken in their arms, then looked at the dry food in their hands, and decisively threw away the steamed buns.

Zhan Zhao yawned and leaned against the tree, glanced at Gongsun Ce who was sharing the chicken with Yan Chasan, and there was a longing smile on the corner of his mouth, this elder brother who has been taking care of him since he entered Kaifeng Mansion.

Gongsun Ce seemed to sense Zhan Zhao's gaze, and turned his head to look at Zhan Zhao who was staring down at his sword in a daze, and looked thoughtfully at the young hero who seemed to have been trying his best to avoid contact with him.

Time was running out, and they couldn't stay here for too long. After simply dealing with his stomach, Bai Yutang stepped on the horse, glanced at Zhan Zhao who was sitting next to him, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth. Zhan Zhao took a look The flamboyant and unrestrained Bai Yutang smiled slightly, with some good-humored joy in his smile...and a little nostalgia, when was the last time he saw such a dazzling smile?Zhan Zhao couldn't remember clearly.

With the sound of "Let's go!", Bai Yutang lightly clamped the horse's belly, and took the lead in riding out. The white horse and the white figure left a dazzling white light on the inaccessible official road.

Zhan Zhao hurriedly rode his horse to catch up. The two leaders galloped along the official road and at the same time drove the speed of the whole team.

Yan Chasan leaned on the cushion of the carriage, rubbed his swollen temples with cool oil, his face was pale, and he was suffering from motion sickness at first glance.

Gongsun Ce couldn't bear to put down the secret letter and related letters in his hand, and said with a concerned face: "How about... I let them slow down?"

"Don't! Don't!" Yan Chasan quickly sat up: "Yan can't wait to fly to Xiangyang overnight at a speed of [-] miles! For the sake of the people of the world, we can't..." That "slow" Before he could utter the words, he was staggered by the sudden stop of the carriage.

Yan Chasan and Gongsun Ce glanced at each other, and quickly opened the curtain of the carriage to see what happened.

Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao were still riding calmly on their horses. Behind them were a few guards with their knives out of their sheaths, surrounded by a group of assassins dressed in black.

"People from the King of Xiangyang?" Bai Yutang didn't have the leisurely manner to be polite to them. After looking around, he asked straight to the point. Although it was a question sentence, the light tone seemed to affirm the identity of this group of people.

"Hand over to the imperial envoy, and spare your lives!" The leader replied to Bai Yutang loudly, which was equivalent to indirectly admitting his identity, yes, they were the assassins who had received the wind to intercept and kill Yan Chasan.

"Heh." Bai Yutang picked up the silver knife, held it on the handle with his right hand and smiled coldly: "Want an imperial envoy? Let's see if you have the ability to snatch someone from your grandpa Bai!"

After finishing speaking, his eyes turned cold, and a silver light flashed, Bai Yutang got off his horse first and stabbed obliquely with his knife. The other party obviously didn't expect that the man who had been sitting lazily on the horse would make a sudden move, so he was caught off guard.

Zhan Zhao drew out the giant que and said to the guards behind him, "Go and protect your lord!" Then the sword flower flipped, and flesh and blood flew instantly.

How many of those guards have actually fought against others?Seeing Bai Yutang, who had sealed his throat with a knife, flicking the blood on the blade coldly, he couldn't help but swallow a little, and then leaned back even more to protect Yan Chasan and Gongsun Ce who were in a hurry and couldn't help.

Zhan Zhao raised his sword to block the four incoming weapons, turned around with his shoulders and arms to force these people back with his sword energy, and then turned back to attack. They still don't know how far King Xiangyang's plan has been implemented, so they have to wait Pressing for information, Zhan Zhao withdrew his killing move, jumped behind the four assassins with a light kung fu and raised his hand to seal the acupuncture point.

"Ah—" screamed and remembered that behind Zhan Zhao, Zhan Zhao turned around and saw a black-clothed assassin kneeling on the ground clutching his wrist, and the black jade locust stone on that wrist was almost pierced. The hand bone was inlaid on the man's wrist, Zhan Zhao glanced at Bai Yutang who had been killed with a single blow, and smiled gratefully at him.

"If you have the skills to survive, why not see if there is any sneak attack behind you." Bai Yutang looked at the wave after wave of assassins, and he knew that they would not be able to escape this time, so he didn't intend to The merciful Bai Yutang sneered and raised the corners of his lips, and used his ultimate move even more ruthlessly.

White clothes fluttered among these black-clothed assassins, and almost every time the silver light flashed, it would bring out a bloody light. Zhan Zhao looked around at the assassins who had surrounded him again, not sure if there was an ambush in the grass So many people had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​keeping alive. With a change of move, relying on the borrowing force in the air, the shadows flew in an instant. The so-called slow sword and fast sword, Zhan Zhao's swordsmanship has always been clean and neat, cutting down a group of people in an instant.

Several assassins who seemed to be the leader looked at each other, knowing that they had encountered a master this time, so they had no intention of fighting and just wanted to get away quickly.

"You want to get away after attacking your Grandpa Bai?" Bai Yutang slashed at the assassin in front of him, grabbed a handful of black jade flying locust stones, pointed them at the backs of those who turned and fled, and used his internal force to disperse them.

After Zhan Zhao killed the last assassin, he turned around and saw the fallen assassin who had been hit by a hidden weapon on his acupuncture point, and turned his head to give Bai Yutang an appreciative look.

Bai Yutang accepted this compliment lightly, walked up to an assassin with a knife in his hand, stretched out his hand and tore off the black scarf from the face of a leader who seemed to be an important figure in this group of assassins, and said coldly: "How did the king of Xiangyang know that the imperial court sent him Are you here on an imperial envoy?"

The assassin was quite stubborn, and he made it clear that he wanted to kill or cut him apart, Bai Yutang sneered and picked up the silver knife still stained with blood, and said to the assassin: "You have two arms and two legs. Including the head on your neck, you have a total of five chances, you must know that your patience, Grandpa Bai, has always been very limited!" The assassin gritted his teeth and turned his head away.

Zhan Zhao picked up Ju Quebi and placed it next to another assassin's neck, and the cold and stern breath of the thousand-year-old blade rushed along the neck to the spine of the assassin, so the assassin quickly shouted: "I recruited... We are just assassins, and we don’t know anything about the rest. The king of Xiangyang suddenly ordered us to ambush us on the only way to Kaifeng and Xiangyang. If someone investigates, you must know that the construction of the Sky Tower has just begun, and the organs inside have not yet been arranged... that's all I know!"

Bai Yutang and Zhan Zhao looked at each other, and Zhan Zhao asked the assassin again in a cold voice: "Are you sure you've told everything you know?"

"Yes, yes, there is no concealment." The assassin nodded quickly.

Based on his many years of interrogation experience in Kaifeng Mansion, Zhan Zhao confirmed that the assassin really only knew this, then turned to look at Bai Yutang who was standing up with a knife, what does that mean—what should these assassins do?

"It's troublesome to keep it, and it's a disaster to put it back. The easiest way is to deal with it on the spot." After saying that, he raised his hand and the sword flashed, and the assassins collectively died. Bai Yutang coldly flicked the blood on the blade, and looked at himself. The blood-stained white coat frowned slightly: "That old man, King of Xiangyang, had better hurry up and pray for God's blessing, if he dared to plot against Grandpa Bai, he had better pray that he would not fall into Grandpa Bai's hands!"

Zhan Zhao shook off the blood on the sword, and seeing Yan Chasan running over anxiously, looked at the remains of corpses and the guards who had suffered heavy casualties, and stamped his feet in grief: "Oh, what should I do? In the end, the wind still leaked."

"It's not that the news was leaked." Zhan Zhao put the sword back into its sheath, and looked indifferently at the front of the road: "It's because the King of Xiangyang was too cautious to plan for a rainy day."

Gongsun Ce, who was walking halfway, paused slightly, as if... the back of this young hero overlapped with Zhan Zhao for an instant, Gongsun Ce frowned slightly——Who are you?

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