Quick Fishing Guide

Chapter 171

Before that, Wang Chuan already knew that Mrs. Fu's family was in misfortune and was wiped out.Because of this, he sent Mrs. Fu to Zuojiazhuang to join relatives.

It was the old blood sculpture old man Diao Buming who slaughtered the old lady Fu's family at Fushanzhuang, Hanhai, Xiliang.

The old blood eagle came for revenge, and Xiliang Hanhai Fushan Village was destroyed. It seems that Mrs. Fu's hometown is not the enemy of the old blood eagle, but also has something to do with the old man.So now that I thought about it carefully, Diao Buming was going back and forth in Xiliang, trying to get rid of the six gate officials to do something. It was very likely that he wanted to mess with Zuojiazhuang.

"Zuojiazhuang! Maybe we should go to Zuojiazhuang!"

Wang Chuan said hurriedly.Although he hates trouble, he likes to stay away from anything he encounters, as far as he can, but right now, after all, human life is at stake, and Zuojiazhuang, the target he guessed, is also his destination. To escape, I must tell my guess, "Zuojiazhuang is a relative of Hanhai Fushanzhuang, and Hanhai Fushanzhuang was wiped out by an old man with blood sculptures. That Diaobuming went around in circles in this land, obviously because he wanted to What's going on—the Zuojiazhuang might be his target!"

"I see."

Long Butou nodded, he had no time to think about it, and said, "In this case, let's rush to Zuojiazhuang."

Everyone agreed not to talk too much, and galloped on horses one after another.Mrs. Fu threw off her whip and ran to the front of the line.The old woman with dementia and amnesia is completely unaware of what happened in her own family and what will happen in her relatives' house, and just blindly rides the horse and revels.Wang Chuan had to speed up to catch up and stabilize the old man.

The horse whipped away for a long time, and Zuojiazhuang was close at hand.

Mrs. Fu's family seems to be a big one in Xiliang. Let's not mention the name of Hanhai Fushan Village, but Zuojiazhuang occupies a large piece of prime land, backed by green mountains, surrounded by clear rivers and lush with vegetation. fertile.The soil under the snow that has not yet melted has been nourished, and now it may even be nourished by blood. Next year will definitely be another good harvest.

—if anyone still sows.

It was almost noon, and the sun was slightly warmer, which neutralized the cold wind and gave people a warm feeling.Wang Chuan and his colleagues from the Six Doors ate dry food on the horse and then swallowed it with water, and stepped on the horse to the front of the Zuojiazhuang Village.

When there is no busy farming in winter, there are few people outside the manor.The gate of Zhuangzi was also closed tightly, and the two lanterns in front of the gate had not been cleared for some time, they were covered with dust, and there was still ice crystal snow piled up on the top.From a distance, Wang Chuan saw a person sitting cross-legged in front of Zhuangzi's gate.

The man turned his back to Wang Chuan and the others. He was stout and tall, and his unwashed hair was scattered randomly, shining greasy in the sun.Not far from that person, a big bay red horse swayed its tail leisurely.

These two people seem so incongruous with everything around Zuojiazhuang, as if they were cut and pieced together from paintings with completely different styles.

The man sat cross-legged, gnawing dry food.He took a sip of water from the leather jug.Long Butou and the others next to Wang Chuan saw the man clearly, and suddenly drew their sabers one after another.Wang Chuan heard the sound of "staggering, staggering" and wondered what was going on, and saw that the man also suddenly threw the leather pot aside, turned over, jumped up, and galloped on his horse.

In an instant, Wang Chuan had already thought of the identity of that person.

——The blood carving old man is not famous!
If not him, who else could there be?
"Follow him!"

Long Butou let out a deep drink, and immediately chased after him.Long Butou's subordinates rushed forward one after another.

The blood-carving old man was being chased, he ran for a while, and had time to look back.Only then did Wang Chuan notice Diao Buming's appearance.The appearance of this person is just like his nickname, his complexion is flustered, his wrinkles are raised, and he looks very old.

Diao Buming looked past Long Butou and the others, looking at Wang Chuan and Mrs. Fu.Seeing Mrs. Fu, Diao Buming's expression suddenly changed.Wang Chuan caught Diao Buming's eyes in an instant.

Those eyes were sharp and fierce, as if countless sharp knives were shooting out, trying to shoot Mrs. Fu to death.

——He recognized Mrs. Fu!
What did this old lady do to Diao Buming before?
Gossip suddenly arose in Wang Chuan's heart.

Seeing that the six doors were about to catch up, Diao Buming took a deep look at the old lady Fu, pulled the reins, and left with a whip.The steed horse under his crotch was abnormal, and he ran a long way in an instant, and had already distanced himself from the six doors.

No wonder he was able to get rid of his six-door colleagues and go around in circles in Xiliang. With such a good horse, why can't he escape?
But even if they couldn't catch up, the colleagues from the Six Doors still had to go after them.This is their job.

"Wang Chuan, please stay and take good care of the old aunt."

Without looking back, Long Butou ordered Wang Chuan to throw a bamboo tube back, "Hold the Cloud Piercing Arrow, keep an eye on Zuojiazhuang, if the situation is wrong, call the police."

Wang Chuan raised his hand to catch the bamboo tube, but did not respond.He turned his head silently and glanced at old lady Fu.This old man with unknown past is still ignorant, unaware that he himself has fallen into a whirlpool.It also involved a little policeman who escorted her all the way.

In the blink of an eye, Long Tutou and his party had already disappeared from sight after chasing the blood eagle old man Diao Buming.Wang Chuan asked the old lady Fu to come forward together and knocked on the gate of Zuojiazhuang.

The heavy wooden door soaked in snow gave off a strong damp smell.Wang Chuan reached out to knock on it, and the sound of "knock knock" was so muffled that it made people uncomfortable.The cold winter made everyone lazy, and after a while, someone came to open the door.

"Squeak-"

The heavy wooden door was pushed open, and the person behind the door seemed to be struggling, "heaving heavily.

"Who is it, it's cold... What door are you knocking on?"

The man gasped for breath while holding the door, then raised his head to see who was outside the door.Seeing Mrs. Fu, he was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise, "Mrs. Fu, why are you here?! Are you alright?"

Wang Chuan raised his eyebrows slightly.The story of Hanhai Fushanzhuang has been spread, and the old lady Fu must have died in Hanhai Fushanzhuang in the eyes of Zuojiazhuang along with the Miemen tragedy.Appearing here now, can't help but be shocked.

The old lady Fu didn't understand the man's words, but when the man asked her if she was okay, the boss was upset and said angrily: "Hey! You can't talk, you monkey, I, the Buddha Sakyamuni, slapped you to death. With such great powers, you actually asked me if I was okay?"

The man opened his mouth, bewildered.Wang Chuan was silent to himself, you said this old woman has a bad memory, she can even remember the common name of Tathagata clearly.She was still playing the Monkey King Monkey King just now, why did she become the Tathagata Buddha again after a while?
Is the old woman planning to play two roles alone?

(End of this chapter)