"The beautiful purse is full of mandarin ducks playing in the water, and the chrysanthemums are all over the yard. You have everything you want. Buy one for your wife and lover..."

"Agate tofu, pearl white jade soup... The guest officials who pass by, will surely make you feel energetic when you hear it!"

The market in Bazhou was bustling with noise. The vendor carrying rattles shouted loudly, teasing the running children. On the long street that was disturbing, several people hurriedly squeezed over by him, surrounded a tightly wrapped young man and walked to the door plaque with the words "Jishan Medicine Hall" and greeted the doctor inside.

"Doctor here, come here to see the doctor quickly. My son is in a cold weather at night!"

"Then you have to lie in it quickly."

The doctor was about fifty years old, with a gray robe, simple and clean. He reached out and touched the young man's forehead and quickly asked the other party to put the patient on a wooden couch in the inner room. He followed the tall and thin figures who came in and glanced at the surroundings. It was no different from ordinary medicine shops. Most of the inner halls were placed with sickbeds, and the stove was placed under the eaves outside, boiling herbs. The sound of boiling "puff" was filled with unpleasant herbs everywhere.

Over there, the doctor closed his eyes and pondered, "This disease seems to be a while ago. The evil cold enters the liver and lungs, causing the weak fire to burn. Fortunately, you also have medicine to suppress the disease..."

The doctor talked about a lot of pathology, which actually requires a lot of treatment for this type of typhoid fever every year, but some people are in poor health, poor at home, and have minor illnesses, or they will either get tired or pass away. As a doctor, he must explain what he should say in front of his face.

"The doctor just needs medicine." The tall and thin figure, his voice was cold, but his eyes never left the doctor and the young man on the bed.

"But you have to suffer in this inner hall."

The meaning is very obvious, that is, telling the doctor not to leave his vision. The former treats diseases and saves people. It can be said that he has seen countless people. He has seen any scenes more or less. The patient's family probably thought that he was just worried about the patient, and he did not doubt it. Then the doctor stood up, put the young man's hand back under the mattress, got up and was standing by the window, spreading the paper, considering the condition, and slowly wrote down the pharmacy hand to the pharmacy in the shop.

Soon, a few herbs weighed the scales and took them to the back hall for the cold man with his hands to see them. He compared the prescription and smelled the herbs. This allowed the medicine boy in the shop to boil the medicine juice in the small furnace under the eaves outside.

On this side, the doctor was not idle either. He gave the young man an injection and took advantage of the time to see a few patients. It was already an hour since he arrived.

After using the medicine, several people paid for the medical treatment. After asking for a few more pairs of medicine, they hurriedly left the back of the medicine hall with the young man on his back. They crawled out of the alley and followed the way they came, and quickly left the city. When they arrived outside, several tall figures rode horses and rushed from the official road ahead, interspersed with the team leaving the city. As soon as they entered the city gate, the leader suddenly "putted" and stopped the horse with a bridle. Looking back at the backs of the people who had already walked away.

"What's wrong?" A companion urged the horse to approach and follow his eyes, "It's just a few people, suspicious. Haven't the Yong army retreated to the north at this time?"

"That person..." The puzzled knight frowned, just crossed by, and glanced at him in a hurry. Some of the other people gave him a familiar feeling.

When the horse was about to move forward, he came to the street corner. He opened his eyes wide and shouted at his companions on both sides: "It was them. On that day, I recognized one of them. This person had a very high martial arts skills. Go and report to recruit envoys! I'll follow these people!"

The cavalry was not suspicious, and nodded immediately and ran to the government office. At this time, in Bazhou City, Wang Zongkan was still recuperating here, but there was nothing wrong with it. In addition to being frightened, he was still after losing the battlefield and leaving the city without any bad habits. In addition, Wang Jian was seriously injured and buried in the sky, so he was so decadent that he was drunk all day long.

Hearing his command to ride a flying horse to report, he woke up instantly and held his glass to cross the hall.

"It's true to see?"

"It was Li Dalang who said that he could recognize the other party in the battle of Quzuiling." The Lingqi carefully recalled the appearance of the other party when he met the city gate. "But six or seven people, one of whom was dressed tightly and had a white face and a blue mouth, they must have brought him to the city for treatment. In this way, they were probably an important person."

Bang!

The wine cup fell to the ground from his hands, and the debris splashed with wine stains. Wang Zongkan's face was still filled with drunken red. He smiled: "There are always soft persimmons to pinch. You can go and call someone quickly and get them... Forget it, I'll go in person!"

If one of them was captured, although it would be inevitable that the defeat would be too ugly.

Soon after, the government office started to move. The yamen was in charge and rushed straight to the outside of the city with dozens of people. After a while, the military camp stationed outside the city received the military order from Wang Zongkan. More than 100 cavalry rushed out of the gate and rushed to the south of the city.

Walking among the quiet clouds, the sun tilted slightly to the nearby hills, the muddy road below, and the journey was very fast, as if I had noticed being followed, and people looked back from time to time.

Then, he turned to a fork in the official road, and entered a small path in the mountains. In the distance, the galloping horse stopped nearby. With the passing business trip, the following cavalry turned over and dismounted, pressed the sword at his waist, and rushed to the forest not far away.

The sky light fell among the dense tree cages.

The man pressed the knife's head to push away the bushes in front of him and continued to move forward. The next moment, the sound of breaking through the air flew over. He subconsciously turned his head and a stone hit the tree body behind him. The bark exploded, and the stone was firmly embedded in the wood.

"who?!"

The cavalry drew his sword and shouted, and the line of sound suddenly stopped in an instant. His body roared out like a cannonball, hitting hard on another tree, shaking the branches.

The man stood half a step in front of the place where he stood. Jiuyu, who was tall and thin, looked at the Shu army cavalry whose mouth and nose were bleeding constantly, turned around and left with his hands behind his back.

After leaving this forest, Zhao Biao and others met with their companions waiting in front of them, they asked about the situation. They probably knew that their whereabouts had been discovered. They were too close to Bazhou, so there was no better way. After all, there were mostly people on the mountain here, and there were cultivated fields everywhere.

Sure enough, when I turned around and took the shortcut to Jianzhou west, a group of Bazhou yamen runners were searching everywhere, and the roads along the way set up checkpoints to check the passing pedestrians and vendors. If the accent is wrong, I will immediately take the people.

The journey is fast and slow, and most of them have to take care of Geng Nian who has just sweated. At this time, others are already much more relaxed, but their bones are still a little painful, their skin is like a needle, their legs are weak and weak, and they still need to carry them on their backs.

In addition to the yamen runners, constables who were already arresting thieves, and scouts from the army, they were still very comfortable in searching for several people in the group.

After chasing and hiding several times, I finally met a place called Xujiaao on the morning of the next day. There were more than a dozen constables. When they saw the number of people here, they pulled their bows and shot an arrow into the sky. Then they drew their swords and trawled the net and leaped down a gentle slope to meet them.

The yamen cavalry was only good at superficial martial arts. The moment they met, they were hit by the three people here, and they were slashed five people in a row. The constable behind was so scared that they stopped and did not forcefully beat him. The other party rushed over, and they turned around and ran away. As soon as the other party stopped, they stopped and continued to follow behind.

After being chased by Jiuyu, the three of them were hung at a safe distance of more than ten feet.

"If they follow you like this, we will definitely not be able to leave. Master, you will take the prince away, and we will stay and block the people!"

This was said by Zhao Biao. Jiuyu nodded in agreement. He was about to take over Geng Nian on his back. The latter struggled weakly. He didn't want to see them stay and cut off the rear. He didn't have to think about what would happen later.

"Uncle Biao... asked everyone to go together... We can't lose more people. You and my father have been with him for many years, so you can't just leave it like this."

During this moment of conversation, the sound of horse hooves and people's footsteps became more and more frequent, and they all heard the arrows shooting into the sky.

Zhao Biao looked at it and dust was rolling around, and a group of more than a hundred cavalry were moving quickly. He shouted: "The cavalry in the army... walk on the mountain road!"

Behind, the yamen runners, constables, and scouts in the army rushed forward, and began to spread and gather towards this side. Then, words such as "kill" and "catch spies!" broke out, and they fought with the several Green Forest Guards who came up. Jiuyu slapped one person with one palm, protecting Geng Nian while walking and retreating.

The young man endured his physical discomfort and came down from Zhao Biao's back, holding a steel knife and waving at the pursuers behind him.

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Ding Ding Ding!!

The sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly kept ringing, chasing the direction of escape. Under a large bluestone, the figure in the blue-robed white robe was strong, and a long sword with a white sheathed silver shank was leaning against the rock. The man was tall and lying on his side. Hearing the fighting, he slowly opened his eyes, stood up, and gently lifted his toes, and the sword on the ground flew into his hands and held behind him.

The mountain wind blows.
Chapter completed!