Super Elation Under the Sun Chapter 179: Are good people paying well?
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Heavy snow never stops, so with the combination of Mr. Yang Da and Mr. Lu's head, they don't rush to get up, and will stay overnight here tonight.
After the two leaders decided, they buried their pots in front of the hut and made meals. A group of escorts and dozens of businessmen were sitting together, lighting up a pile of fires, and while driving away the cold, they chatted about something. of.
Until now, the guards have been allowed to drink a few sips of wine by Mr. Lu.
Li Fuyao, who raised the sword, opened his eyes at sunset, and took the two swords back into the sword case. He did not go to the fire with his back behind him. He just stood under the big tree and watched the sunset.
Before the hut in the distance, Lu Xiaowan and several female escorts were all looking at this side, wondering why this young swordsman would rather stand in the cold wind and heavy snow instead of coming to warm the cold.
Mr. Yang Da, holding a bowl of wine in the distance, looked at the white-robed boy, raised the bowl and asked, "Master Li, why not get drunk?"
Li Fuyao smiled and shook his head, then tapped his toes, swept up from under the tree, and stood on the top of the tree, calmly looking into the distance, only a little bit, no matter how heavy the wind and snow are, he can No one is close, so he still doesn't feel wet in this white robe.
Wufu in the world can do this, but undoubtedly they have to spend a lot of energy as a support. Real world players are definitely unwilling to do this. After all, it is not worth looking at it anyway. Walking in the world, what Most importantly, what else can it be if it's not the net worth or life?
If you lose your life just to show off, not many people do business at a loss.
So look at walking in the rivers and lakes, the young heroes like to walk by the rivers, and like to lift their breath for a few miles, but the old guys who have been famous for walking in the rivers and lakes even find it hard to walk, and they want to sit in the carriage and stay still. , Can save a point of effort is one point.
When Li Fuyao stood on the top of the tree and made such a gesture, even though there were a few female escorts still smiling in their eyes, Mr. Yang Da and Lu Changnian frowned without a trace.
This young man is still guilty of the common problems of those quack children.
Fortunately, Li Fuyao seemed to be too arrogant to support him. After only a quarter of an hour, he fell to the ground. His face was a little pale. Mr. Yang Da walked over with an umbrella with a wine in his hand and smiled. Looking at Li Fuyao, he exclaimed: "Li Gongzi is in the martial arts realm, but it is not much different from the head of Lu Zongzi."
Li Fuyao smiled and said.
Then Mr. Yang Da handed over the wine bowl in his hand. The latter shook his head. He just picked up the pot of cold tea, took a few sips, and said: "Drinking is a mistake."
Mr. Yang Da patted his forehead, and said with some embarrassment: "Speaking of which is a veteran who has walked through the rivers and lakes for decades, he hasn't been transparent yet when he arrived."
Li Fuyao laughed softly: "Drinking to drive away the cold is not a mistake. Why should Mr. Yang Da be like this? Is it necessary for me to drink this bowl of wine?"
Mr. Yang Da waved his hand, and quickly leaned the wine in his arms. "The wine is not much, so Mr. Li doesn't drink, so he will drink a few more sips. It's really a matter of seconds. Even if Young Master Li changes his mind, there is nothing he can do about it."
Li Fuyao shook his head helplessly, and asked with a smile: "How did Mr. Yang Da and Mr. Lu Zongbao arrange tonight's vigil?"
Mr. Yang Da said: "The old rules, twenty people an hour, are all from the head of the head of the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau, there can be no mistakes, Li Gongzi don't have to worry about these problems, he has not yet arrived in Mianshan County. , The gangster will never appear."
Li Fuyao nodded and stopped talking.
After Mr. Yang Da and Li Fuyao chatted for a few words, they said that it was time to eat. Li Fuyao and Mr. Yang Da walked into one of the huts. After eating, it was getting late, and Li Fuyao found something dry. Zhi, there was a fire under the big tree, and then he closed his eyes beside the fire to calm his mind. During this period, Lu Xiaowan had come, and after a few chats, the female **** teacher couldn't stand it and returned to the hut to rest.
Li Fu held the sword horizontally and raised the sword for half an hour. After putting it away, he leaned against the tree trunk and closed his eyes to rest, as if he was really tired.
The sky is getting darker, and the heavy snow has not stopped. From time to time, some rain and snow fell on Li Fuyao's face. The latter seemed to be unaware.
In the middle of the night, I don't know why, after the first guards of the night watch went to sleep, there was no second guard to get up and continue to watch the night.
The whole hut is full of breathing sounds one after another.
In the dark night, a figure walked towards the back mountain.
Not far behind the hut, just behind a small mountain bag, there is a group of strong and strong men who have been prepared for a while, headed by a gray-robed old man with a hooked nose.
An iron knife was inserted next to the old man. The blade was dark red and stuck in the snow. It soon stained a lot of snow on the side. Obviously, this knife had killed many people and stained a lot of blood.
The man walking here in the dark saw the gray-robed old man, respectfully clasped his fists and shouted for the helper.
The gray-robed old man is Feng Qianshan who is invincible in the southeast generation.
The one who came by in the darkness was not someone else, but the head of Lu Changnian.
Lu Changnian clasped his fist and said: "Every gang leader, everything is ready, Mr. Yang Da is at the hut in case, things are basically done, brothers will unknowingly take away those goods, want to come No one knows who did it."
Feng Qianshan sneered: "Lu Changnian, do you want me to let those people go? The old man doesn’t say much, you put yourself in the old man’s place and think about it, if you’re going to let it go Those people?"
Lu Changnian hesitated, "Since he can rob these goods in this way, why do the gang masters have to kill evil again?"
Feng Qianshan just sneered.
Lu Changnian's heart sank and stopped talking.
Feng Qianshan patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "President Lu, you want the golden basin to wash your hands and retreat from the rivers and lakes. You need a sum of money for the elderly. In a few years, everyone can understand. If they are Don’t die, when you wake up, if you don’t want to be troubled by Mr. Lu’s head, you feel that you are living well, it is better to kill them together and burn them all together. No one knows, no one in the court will investigate. , After you have changed your head, Mr. Lu, don’t you feel more comfortable?"
Lu Changnian gritted his teeth and nodded, "There is kerosene in the convoy, it's not difficult."
Every Qianshan laughed loudly, "You, Mr. Lu, had thought about it a long time ago, but I said that earlier."
Lu Changnian smiled bitterly and said: "Don't ridicule Lu when you are the boss."
Feng Qianshan whispered: "Before you said that there was a young man in a white robe in the caravan with two good swords in his hand, but he was lying?"
Lu Changnian shook his head, "How dare to fool the master of the gang, that young man’s martial arts training is extremely good, but unfortunately he is still a young child. You have to be careful when reselling. If this young man really comes from a good house, I’m afraid it’s not a small trouble."
Feng Qianshan nodded, and did not continue to delve into this issue.
He just waved his hand and said with a smile: "Go, follow Mr. Lu to see those two handy swords."
In the night, this group of people walked to the hut where the business **** was located.
After Lu Changnian left, Mr. Yang got up and went to the outside of the hut. According to his instructions, he had to get rid of the young man in white robe who drank the pot of Ecstasy tea. In, that is, only this one is the biggest threat. The original Shaoliang City recruited people as a cover for the escort. I didn’t expect to encounter a young man who was not weak in his hands. Fearing that everyone in the Escort would be suspicious, how could Li Fuyao enter this caravan?
It's time to close, this boy deserves to die.
It’s just that when Mr. Yang Da, who deliberately hid the realm of martial arts, walked under the big tree, Li Fuyao, who was asleep to death, had his eyes wide open. He sat under the tree and placed it on his lap. With a long sword, Xiaoxue.
The sword is in the sheath, and the person is sitting.
Mr. Yang Da knows that this young man has been guarding him.
He asked with some confusion: "How do you know that we are going to do this?"
Li Fuyao said calmly: "I don't know, I just know that you have given me medicine in the tea, and know that you have been hiding your martial arts realm. Now, at a glance, what kind of goods should your target be?" /
Actually, along the way, both of them have hidden their thoughts very well. Li Fuyao didn’t find any abnormalities. Even Mr. Yang Da’s deliberately hidden cultivation base seemed to Li Fuyao to be just walking in the rivers and lakes. The means of life-saving did not go too far, but at first he stood on the top of the tree and looked at the ambushers hidden in the dark. As for the pot of hot tea, there is indeed a problem.
Since there is a problem, I have to guard against it.
Mr. Yang Da did not speak.
Li Fuyao smiled and said: "Mr. Yang Da really can't be called the word "Mr."
Mr. Yang Da tut praised: "Speaking so much, it takes a lot of lip service, in fact, it is not necessary to see whose hands are hard in the end?"
Li Fuyao nodded, "This is the truth."
"But before I fight, I want to ask you, you are only asking for money, or are you afraid that your deeds will be revealed, and you must kill all the escorts?"
Mr. Yang Da chuckled and said: "Walking in the rivers and lakes, life is the greatest."
Li Fu shook his head and said: "Why is this?"
Mr. Yang Da has passed away in a flash before the voice was over.
Swipe past.
This hand alone is enough to rank in the top ten miles in the big Zhou rivers and lakes.
Mr. Yang Da, whose martial arts cultivation base is not much worse than Lu's for many years, slapped it out with a palm of his hand. With a whirr, he wanted to solve this white-robed boy who seemed to be a little questioning among the electric light and flint.
Li Fuyao held the hilt of Xiaoxue's sword, didn't rush to draw the sword, but sighed: "People die for money and birds die for food."
Mr. Yang Da sneered and said: "These are not useful for a young man like you."
Li Fuyao didn't speak, but he drew his sword in an instant, the sword light flashed, and the sword energy only leaked for a moment, it was like covering with water and then collecting it, and it was nowhere to be seen.
Mr. Yang Da's throat was cut with a bloodshot with a sword.
He covered his throat with a look of disbelief.
Li Fuyao held Xiaoxue with the tip of the sword facing downwards. The sword just now didn't even carry the slightest trace of blood on the blade.
Li Fuyao did not retract the sword, but looked up into the distance with a calm expression.
I went north with the caravan that day, but I just wanted to protect the caravan. I didn't expect him to run into it.
Lu Changnian’s probing, Mr. Yang Da’s poisonous tea. They were all telling Li Fuyao that there are many good people in the world, and even more bad people.
At the same time, the gangsters and the underworld lords were approaching here, but at this time, they were shocked to discover that there was a white-robed boy in front of him in the snow. Walking slowly, after waiting in front of them, without saying a word, a man lifted his sword and walked into the crowd.
Don’t say much, don’t stop.
After Ban Zhuxiang, he killed all the bandits, leaving only Feng Qianshan and Lu Changnian.
During this period, Li Fuyao didn't make much movement during the killing, so even so, Feng Qianshan and Lu Changnian only thought that Li Fuyao was a master of kendo, and did not give birth to other ideas.
After the two glanced at each other, Lu Changnian drew his sword brazenly, swept it past, and picked up a lot of wind and snow.
The iron sword in Qianshan's hand is open and close. It is worthy of being the first person to use the sword in the great Zhou.
But under the attack of these two people, Li Fuyao only made two swords, one sword cut off the arm of Feng Qianshan, and the other sword cut off the arm of Lu Changnian.
Blood stains are red and there is snow in front of them.
Feng Qianshan, the underworld hero, didn't expect that such a seemingly imposing young man in front of him would let him leave in just a moment, and now his face is ashamed.
Lu Changnian's expression is even more strange.
Li Fu shook his sword, and the drop of blood on the tip of the sword fell on the snow.
The young man who has been practicing swords for more than two years looked at the two men with a plain expression.
"Mr. Lu is the head, have you heard the saying that a gentleman loves money and makes a good way?"
Lu Changnian's face is ugly.
Li Fuyao looked at Fengqianshan and asked: "Are you the underworld lord Fengqianshan?"
Feng Qianshan sneered and did not answer.
Li Fuyao has no expression on his face, "fight again?"
Feng Qianshan rolled up the iron knife with his left arm, and sneered: "If you hit it again, you will hit it again!"
The underworld lord lifted the knife and stood up. After a while, another sword light flashed.
This powerful underworld hero is too dead to die.
Li Fuyao stood on the spot and didn't say much.
He just looked at Lu Changnian again.
The latter smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Li has such an ability, but Lu Mou missed it."
Li Fuyao calmly said: "I also misunderstood Mr. Lu's head."
Lu Changnian smiled sadly: "Living enough life of licking blood, everyone wants to change to a different way of living, but Lu is responsible for his own sake, but no one can blame others."
"I just don't know where Li Gongzi inherited from, how can I make Lu understand it?"
Li Fuyao looked at this famous general dart head on the rivers and lakes, and calmly said: "There is a sword mountain at the junction of Yanling and Dayu."
Lu Changnian laughed, "It turned out to be a character from Yanling, no wonder he was so powerful at this age. It was normal for Lu to die in the hands of Young Master Li."
Li Fuyao didn't find these words, but asked Lu Changnian the same question as before, "Have you another fight?"
Lu Changyearly smiled bitterly, but still carried his sword.
Unsurprisingly, after a short period of incense, the head of the Zhenyuan Escort also fell in a pool of blood.
Li Fuyao stood with his sword, standing in the snow, expressionless.
After a quarter of an hour, he walked to the hut.
A lot of people were killed tonight.
But they are all people who should be killed, so Li Fuyao has no guilt.
The swordsman comes out of his sword, and he has no shame in his heart.
Go back to the tree and sit quietly until dawn.
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After daybreak, Li Fuyao washed his white robe with snow water in a snow pit he dug. At this time, Li Fuyao had already changed into a blue shirt.
A group of escorts who had drunk the Ecstasy woke up.
After waking up, the corpse of Mr. Yang Da came into view first, and then, for a moment, someone apparently found the corpses of the bandits and Lu Changnian in the distance, tears filled Lu Xiaowan’s eyes in an instant. Regardless of Lu Xiaowan's sword came to the big tree where Li Fuyao was sitting, and the long sword pointed at Li Fuyao who was still scrubbing his white robe.
Lu Xiaowan asked sharply: "Li Fuyao, did you kill my uncle?"
Li Fuyao looked calm and did not hide, "Yes."
Lu Xiaowan was struck by lightning, her face pale, she looked at Li Fuyao, and continued to ask: "My uncle treats you so badly, why do you murder my uncle? Even Mr. Yang Da will not let it go?"
Li Fuyao lifted his robe from the water, wrung out some moisture, and then returned to the big tree, leaning on the robe sewn by his uncle Xie Lu with the warmth of the fire.
He looked at Lu Xiaowan and briefly said something about what happened last night. The voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it.
A group of escorts looked at each other. Some escorts didn't believe it, but the rest of the corpses appeared here as evidence.
Lu Xiaowan's eyes were red, and she said in pain, "Uncle loves me the most in his life, why would he be willing to burn me to death?"
Li Fuyao did not speak.
The ugliness and evil in the world are not as few as imagined, nor as many as imagined.
Lu Xiaowan pointed at Li Fuyao again, "I don't believe my uncle would do such a thing, it must be you who were collaborating with the gangster to seek property. Uncle and Mr. Yang found out and killed them both!"
This sentence is full of loopholes. If Li Fuyao is the person who colluded with the gangster, he could kill even Lu Changnian and Mr. Yang Da. Why not kill these people? After all, no one was sober last night. It couldn't be easier to kill and overwhelm.
So as soon as this sentence came out, some escorts had already bowed their heads.
The master they most respected turned out to be such a person.
No one can think of it.
There are already caravan stewards and people who can talk to the **** and have started talking in low voices.
Li Fuyao didn't bother to pay attention to these things. He was sad once in Shaoliang City before, and again when he was out of Shaoliang City. His affection for Da Zhou may really be nothing more than Xie Ying.
After his white robe was almost baked, Li Fuyao picked up the sword box on his back and was about to leave.
Lu Xiaowan has been pulled by someone, and almost everyone agreed with this statement, so no one stopped him.
But still no one spoke.
No one said thank you.
Li Fuyao walked a few steps and suddenly asked: "Do you believe that good people will be rewarded?"
No one answered.
This question seems to weigh a lot, no one can answer it anymore.
Li Fuyao smiled to himself: "This problem is not difficult."