Chapter 1406 Mu Sang

The young man broke into the dense forest, evading the pursuit of the Tartars behind him, and unexpectedly witnessed a fight like a fairy, and immediately believed that the old Taoist in front of him was a fairy.

He had heard many stories about immortals before, and he knew that immortals like to punish rape and eliminate evil, and help those in distress. When he regained his senses, he immediately shouted: "Immortal help!"

At this time, the Tartar who was chasing him was only a few dozen steps away from him, and because of the trees blocking him, he couldn't see what was going on here, so naturally he didn't see the old Taoist priest, but only saw the young man's back.

Immediately showing a sneer, he drew out a feathered arrow and put it on the bow, aiming at the boy's vest.

As the Empress Jin of the Jurchen, she is a person who is skilled in bow and horse. Even though this Tartar is average in archery in the clan, he has never missed the fixed target of tens of meters. The finger that draws the bow releases a 'buzz' The bowstring rang, and the arrow passed through the bushes and shot straight at the boy's back.

The old Taoist priest had just retreated from his formidable enemy, when he suddenly heard the young man call 'immortal help', he thought he was a son of the hunter family, he ran into the mountain forest by mistake and encountered a wild beast, when he saw him, he mistakenly thought he was an immortal, calling for help, and immediately said with a smile:

"You baby, what life can you save?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a bow, and then a strong wind howled from a distance.

The old Taoist frowned, stretched out his hand and grabbed the young man's shoulder, and brought the young man behind him lightly. With a flick of his long sword, a feathered arrow flew obliquely, and shot into a nearby tree with a sound of 'duh'. The tail of the arrow is still trembling.

"Immortal help, it's the Tartars," the young man hiding behind the old Taoist said out of breath.

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the old Taoist: "Tartar!"

He took a step forward, dodging the trees that blocked him, just in time to see a tartar with a beard and a gold ring in his ear was pointing his second arrow in this direction, when he saw an old Taoist suddenly appear, although he was surprised, but Without hesitation, he let go of the fingers that held the bowstring.

'Om' The second feathered arrow shot directly towards the old Taoist's face with the sound of piercing through the air.

"Sure enough, it's a Tartar!" The old Taoist showed a cold face, raised his wrist slightly, and the feathered arrow was thrown away by his long sword again, and then he jumped up with a touch of his toes, stepping on the waist-high weeds with his toes, After tapping twice, he flew forward.

Although the Tartars were amazed at the opponent's ability, but they were wild by nature, and they were not afraid. They threw their longbows, drew out their steel knives, and came up to them with a loud roar.

As a result, after the tartar slashed out, he found that the old Taoist figure had disappeared. While he was wondering, he suddenly felt a pain in his ribs, and a long sword had pierced in.

But the old Taoist did not know when he flashed to his side, and when he showed his flaws, he killed the enemy with a sword!

There were two bowstring vibrating sounds of 'buzzing', and two feathered arrows shot across the forest like lightning. They were the arrows released by the two Tartars who followed when they saw their companions being killed.

This time, the old Taoist didn't pick up the falling arrows with his sword, but he dodged the two arrows with a vertical movement, and he had already leaped a distance of tens of feet to the side of the two Tartars.

The long sword circled one of the tartars and wiped the neck of one of the tartars, and he circled the other one behind, pressed his palm on the back of the heart, blood spurted from the mouth far away, and immediately punished him.

When the young man came out from behind the tree with a long knife, he saw that the three Tartars had already died in the forest. All this happened in the blink of an eye, which really made him feel like he was in a dream.

The old Taoist wiped the blood off the sword, put the sword back into its sheath, and asked the young man, "It's really strange, why did this Tartar appear in the pass? Who are you, young man? There are three Tartars chasing and killing you?" ?”

The boy first bowed: "Thank you gods for saving my life. These Tartars went around Shanhaiguan to grab autumn grain. I have heard of such things before, but this is the first time I have encountered them. As for why they chased and killed them?" I, it is because I killed a tartar in order to save Zhang's sister-in-law."

As he was speaking, he suddenly let out an 'ouch', and his expression changed suddenly. The old Taoist thought he had been hurt by a tartar, and asked, "But he was injured? Where is the injury?"

The young man said anxiously, "It's not that he was injured, it's because there are still dozens of Tartars in the village."

The old man reacted,

Before he could finish speaking, he lifted it up, flew towards the outside of the forest, and said at the same time, "Come and point me in the direction!"

"There are horses over there, let's ride them"

The old Taoist snorted: "It's urgent, what horse are you riding, you just point out the direction!"

The young man stifled, and subconsciously pointed in the direction of the village. The next moment he felt the old man lift him up and suddenly moved. He only felt the wind in his ears, and the scenery in front of him flashed by, almost three minutes faster than riding a horse just now.

He admired in his heart: "It really is a fairy, this is the technique of flying!"

The old man rushed out of the woods in a few breaths, and headed towards the direction the boy pointed at. Soon he saw the village in the distance. When he rushed into the village, he saw that there were dozens of Tartars looting everywhere as the boy said. Food property.

But except for these Tartars, the whole village has fallen into dead silence. Even the watchdogs raised by every family in the village were hacked and killed by the Tartars one by one.

The old man was also a chivalrous man, and when he saw this situation, he immediately rushed up in anger, first flew up, put the boy at the entrance of the village to let him be careful, then rushed into the village like flying and started killing.

The young man hid behind the big locust tree and looked around, and saw that the old man was upright, although he was killing the Tartars, he did not sneak attack, first he roared angrily to attract the attention of the Tartars.

When the Tartars came to kill him, he waved his sword into a ball of white light and rushed over. His sword skills were so fierce that all the Tartars fell to the ground where he passed, and all of them were killed by the sword.

Although there were a lot of Tartars, the old Taoist's flying movements were extremely agile, moving from left to right, from front to back, advancing and retreating, all of them were inconceivable, which made the young man dazzled and fascinated. .

After Lao Dao killed more than a dozen Tartars, the Tartars who plundered the villagers' homes rushed out one after another, and at least twenty or thirty Tartars surrounded Lao Dao at one time.

Seeing this situation, the young man couldn't help but feel worried. Although the veteran's ability is extraordinary, he might not be able to do what he wants with fewer enemies and more enemies.

When he was worried, he saw that the old man showed disdain, and suddenly put the long sword back into the scabbard, and waved his hands together, and saw dozens of black and white hidden weapons thrown from his hands, like a rain of flowers.

The next moment, these Tartars threw away their weapons one after another, covering one eye and howling.

A tartar seemed to be mad, and he stretched out his hand to pick it, and the eye was covered with blood. After a while, he seemed to throw something out of the eye, threw it on the ground, and then fell straight on the ground without a trace. He let out a sound, and he didn't know whether he passed out from the pain or just died.

So far, these Tartars were all brought down to the ground by Lao Dao alone.

The thing he deducted was a white chess piece, which was stained with blood at this time,

Seeing that there was no danger, the boy quickly ran into the village with a knife in his hand, and looked from house to house: "Second Uncle Li, Aunt Wang, Er Gouzi"

He quickly ran for a small half of the village, but there was no one alive.

The young man came back in a daze and said to the old Taoist, "Everyone is dead!"

As he spoke, he raised his long knife abruptly, and slashed at the body of the tartar closest to him. The old man pierced that tartar with a chess piece. Shi Ye twitched on the ground in a daze, unable to fight back, and was directly chopped to death by the young man.

The old Taoist frowned, flew out and quickly walked around the village, only to find that the entire village had been wiped out by the Tartars, and no one was left alive.

When the old Taoist came back, he saw that the young man had killed more than a dozen people in just a short while, and he immediately showed displeasure. It was not because he killed the tartars, but because he felt that the young man was acting so viciously, which did not match his age. Thinking that this young man was the only one left in the village, he didn't say anything.

When the young man killed the last person, the tartar was a young man in his early twenties who could speak some Chinese. He had already come to his senses at this moment, and he knelt on the ground with his eyes covered and begged for mercy:

"Forgive me, this is the first time I've come out to grab food, please forgive me, my woman just gave birth, I can't live without me, please forgive me, I won't dare again"

The old Taoist's eyes fluctuated, as if he was moved with compassion, but before he could open his mouth, the young man had already stabbed the other party's chest with a knife, directly punishing the other party.

The old Taoist said displeased: "You are young, why are you so cruel? He still has children at home, how can he survive without him?"

The young man suddenly raised his head: "You believe what he says? Then can you guarantee that this tartar will not kill us Han people in the future? Even if you can, who will pay for the lives of the villagers in this village?"

The old Taoist trembled in his heart, and secretly felt ashamed that he had actually told the Tatars the rules of the world. The young man in front of him was right. If he had moved his heart and let the Tartars go, there is no guarantee that he will not do evil things like this in the future. In the end, isn't it all caused by the benevolence of old women today?

He looked at the young man for a while, then nodded and said: "You boy is right, it is the benevolence of an old woman, I don't know your name?"

"My name is Xin Han!"

The old Taoist asked again: "Your parents were murdered by the Tartars?"

The young man shook his head and said: "My father was originally a general in Shanhaiguan, but later died on the battlefield. My mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to me. When I was five years old, my uncle's old wounds did not recur. I grew up with family food!"

"So you are Empress Zhongliang!"

The old Taoist felt sore when he heard that, no wonder this young man is so murderous, he grew up eating hundreds of meals and received favors from his fellow villagers, now he sees his fellow villagers being killed, that's why he hates him so much.

He sighed, "Then where will you go in the future?"

"I've never left the village, so I don't know where I'm going!" Xin Han shook his head, threw the long knife in his hand, and lowered his head somewhat disappointed.

The old Taoist thought for a while and said: "My name is Musang, and I still need a Taoist boy by my side. If you want to, follow the old Taoist!"