... "Yu Ying is going to find that group of tomb robbers. Let's go first, he will catch up soon." When Sang rushed to Fu An and asked Yu Ying's whereabouts, Fu An answered like this!

"Does he know where that group of tomb robbers stay?" Sang Chong asked.

"He can find it!" Fu An was very confident in Yu Ying in his words.

Sang Chong has always been walking in the families of wealthy officials, so he naturally knows the customs of the tombs of wealthy officials. He usually chooses to build tombs where water is obtained and wind is hidden. Looking at the southeast of the ancient temple, there are peaks and mountains, surrounded by water, layered, and it seems that it is such a Feng Shui treasure land, so there must be tombs there. As long as you go there and wait, you will definitely find the tomb robbers. Sang Chong wanted to go there to kill the thief who tore his clothes last night, but he did not go, but Yu Ying went there.

At noon, Yu Ying came back. Although he didn't say anything, Sang Chong still felt the dissipating murderous aura from him. Sang Chong guessed that Yu Ying must have killed someone, and he had killed more and more! This made him feel a little afraid of Yu Ying. He even felt that if he fought with him, he would not have the confidence to win.

The car is extremely slow.

After the rain, the sun was simmering, and the weather began to become hot again. The yellow mud on the official road was like a piece of melting sugar. Although the heart was hard, the surface was sticky. Every inch of it was traversing on it, it took a lot of effort...

Sang Chong, who was sitting in the car, looked out of the car indifferently, and he felt at ease. The difficulty of the road had nothing to do with him, because he was now a "woman" who needed care. Although it was difficult to be a woman, she had to shave twice a day, but there were many benefits, that was, she would receive special care in many cases. At this moment, everyone was walking on the yellow mud floor, but he could still sit in the car.

Although he was sitting in the car, Sang Chong was in a heavy mood. It was obvious that he would be in a state of danger when he walked with someone like Yu Ying. As long as Yu Ying didn't get rid of it for a moment, his mood would definitely not be better.

Killing Yu Ying is no longer just a task that must be completed in Sang Chong's mind. Even in order to protect himself, he must kill Yu Ying.

Sang Chong suddenly remembered a sentence in "The Art of War" that his master Du Maocai told him when he debuted: "If you want to surround him, if you want to attack him, if you want to double, if you want to escape, if you want to escape." He was wondering at the time that flower picking is a technical job, and technical tactics are mainly reflected in how to achieve one-on-one seduction, fraud or racial, and there will never be scenes of ten or five men raiding a woman. This scene is said to appear frequently in a nearby country called India, which is an insult to the flower picking industry... Now he seems to understand a little. The essence of this sentence has nothing to do with the first three sentences, mainly in the last sentence: "If you want to escape, if you want to escape." In the past many years, it was the first time that Sang Chong's word "escape" came out in his heart. This made him feel that he lacked confidence.

Insufficient confidence is a taboo in the flower-picking process. Just imagine how a man who lacks confidence in himself can seduce a woman?

On such a dirt road, Yu Ying was like others, walking hard with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Sang Chong looked at Yu Ying's back and wanted to shoot an arrow at him...

Sang Chong tilted half of his face and showed an inexplicable smile. If he had shot an arrow at Yu Ying at this time, Yu Ying would definitely not be able to avoid it, because his feet were stuck in the mud, and it would take a lot of effort to take every step. Even if he could hear the sound of the bowstrings behind him, it would be useless. By the time he pulled out his feet, the arrow would have been inserted on his back.

Sang Chong bit his red lips. He had no arrows, let alone bows! But... but he had a gun, a very exquisite musket. When the thief was torn off his clothes yesterday, he wanted to kill the thief with a musket, but unfortunately he was not willing to let it go, maybe it could be used today.

The musket is less than one foot long and looks like an iron stick, but there is a baby's fist-sized belly in the middle of the stick, and there is a small hole in the belly... The belly is filled with gunpowder. When used, just ignite the lead wire in the round hole on the belly, and a flame will spew out of the barrel, which can reach more than ten feet... Of course, this is not an ordinary flame, but a flame with countless small iron balls and poisons. No matter who it is, as long as it is shot, the bones are broken and the tendons are broken, and the skin is burnt and flesh is rotten.

The musket was already in his hand, and Sang Chong turned the barrel to the outside of the car, adjusting the angle back and forth...

"Chi!" Sang Chong smiled and made a slight sound. He put the musket into his sleeve again. This musket was his last killer weapon. If his life was not threatened, he would never use it easily. Even though he really wanted to try the power of this musket.

"Oh! Yu Ying is not worthy. Not only is his life not worth five hundred gold, but even ten gold is not worth ten gold..." Sang Chong shook his head, looking for excuses for his cowardice... This musket is very expensive, costing five hundred gold. Even if it has five hundred gold, no one can forge it. Moreover, once the flames in the musket are sprayed out, it is not only a problem to install again, but also costs a lot of money. Sang Chong is not so generous that he doesn't care about spending money, so this musket must not be used easily... According to his idea, Yu Ying would be better off getting poisoned and dying. The ideal thing is to get arsenic. As one of the oldest poisons, arsenic is very cheap. As long as you use it properly, arsenic can cost two people's lives.

...A scent of burnt smell flowed into the car window. Sang Chong took a deep breath and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He liked to smell the smell of burning firewood. Usually, after this smell appeared, it meant the temporary end of the lonely journey. What followed was noisy crowds, bustling markets, various travelers, wineries and inns filled with various flavors, and of course, women who could seduce.

Soon after afternoon, I arrived at Zhenji, Huayin County. The town was at the foot of Huashan Mountain. Although it was not big, it was only forty miles away from Tongguan, so it was very prosperous. The wine shops, teahouses, restaurants, one by one, and there were endless pedestrians on the road, presenting a bustling and lively scene.
Chapter completed!