[Jian San] Let's drink tea from big brother

"When I bring people in later, you follow me, you don't need to take action." Shi Wei took out his two swords and stared at the temporary camp set up by the group. The group of people knew that the Haoqi League would definitely come back They made trouble for them, so some of them acted carefully, which made them wander around Nanping Mountain for a long time, and finally found them in this small valley.

This valley is naturally long and narrow, surrounded by mountains, once you enter it, it is difficult to get out, but at the same time, it also creates obstacles for those who want to enter, and the opponent cannot attack wantonly.

Qing Deng grabbed Shi Wei, who was about to rush out, and lowered his voice, "Don't be impatient, observe first, lest they have an ambush."

Although he wanted to finish the matter earlier, Shi Wei still accepted Qing Deng's opinion, suppressed his temper, and signaled everyone to ambush at the entrance of the canyon.

He came out this time, including the green lantern, and only brought ten people with him in total. He is not as good as Tang Zisu, who was born in Tang Sect, in terms of assassination and hiding, but their Xiufang martial arts are light, and he himself is smaller than ordinary men. Slender, so he simply rejected Xu Aoxue's proposal, instead of leading a team, he chose eight people who were as dexterous as him, and planned to carry out a silent assassination.

The enemy is clear and we are dark, so it is their advantage.

That group of rebels was also cautious. There were about 30 to [-] people, and it seemed that they were trying to hide their eyes and ears. The lights in the tent have been turned off, and it seems that other people have fallen asleep.

Qing Deng lowered his voice and said, "Let's start with those patrolling people first?"

"Naturally." Shi Wei lowered his voice, raised his two swords, and whispered to the people behind him, "Get rid of those patrolling people first, and be careful."

The few people behind him responded in a low voice, and a group of people used lightness kung fu to take advantage of the night and quietly approached the military camp below, and within just a cup of tea, they arrived not far from the other camp, and pointed at the green light Wei Wei nodded, planning to lead someone forward.

Suddenly, there was a sharp piercing sound behind them, a flame pierced the night sky, and went straight to the sky. They had nowhere to hide for a moment, and the camp of the other side immediately reflected the flames, and the lights were brightly lit in an instant.

Faced with such a scene, Shi Wei turned his head and looked at the people behind him. He saw the person who sent the signal just now at a glance, and smiled back from anger. It's you again, I really don't know if the grievance you mentioned is different from ordinary people, or if the young master put you in the wrong camp from the beginning."

An Hongwen held the wreckage of the signal fireworks in his hand. Hiding behind the shadows, his body trembled a little. The disciple of the Haoqi League next to him raised his long sword and was so angry that he wanted to chop it off, but unexpectedly An Hongwen threw the thing in his hand to the ground. I don't know what came out of the shaking, and threw it at them.

Shi Wei glanced at it, and immediately shouted, "Spread out! That's phosphorous powder!"

This kind of phosphorous powder is common in their Xiufang. Sometimes at night, when the Xiufang people sing and dance, they will sprinkle some on their clothes.But if he got here, he didn't feel the beauty of that thing at all.

But the other party was too close to them, and it was too late to dodge at this moment. Shi Wei turned over and threw himself on Qing Deng. The other party's body was not stained with phosphorous powder, but he made it stand out in the dark like a ball of will-o'-the-wisp. , Shiwei smiled wryly, "Young Master didn't make it so gorgeous in Xiufang back then, so I came here to help fight a war, making it like a married couple."

Before Shi Wei got up, the rebel army fired ten thousand arrows. Their bodies were dyed with phosphorous powder. In this dark night, they looked like the most conspicuous targets, and surrounded by mountains. The ferocious beast trapped in the cage has a whole body of abilities, but it cannot be used.

The white-clothed Fentian Shield in Qing Deng's hand blocked the oncoming arrows. He was not stained with phosphorous powder, so he was not conspicuous in the dark night, and he could even reach out his hand to help Shi Wei.

Looking directly at the ambush that the other party seemed to have set up long ago, the arrows shot towards them like a gust of wind and rain, Shi Wei pulled the green light next to him, and whispered, "Monk, if you wait for a while, these people When the bow and arrow stop, you rush out, the young master knows your ability, if you want to escape from this mob, you will definitely be able to escape."

Qing Deng hurriedly said, "Let's escape together."

While speaking, a cold arrow came straight at him, Shi Wei slowed down his hand, and was hit by an arrow on his left leg, he took a breath, and said angrily to Qing Deng, "You are a person who has read too many Buddhist scriptures and your brain is not good. How did you use it, the young master made it so gorgeous, you can still escape with the young master? If you move quickly, you can find that wooden face to help."

While speaking, Shi Wei felt dizzy for a while, his figure was unstable, and he knelt on the ground on one knee. It seemed that the other party was really prepared, and the bow and arrow were probably poisoned, so he immediately grabbed Qing Deng's sleeve , trying to stay awake, "Did you hear that!"

The opponent's arrow rain finally stopped, and the disciples of the Haoqi League behind them were more or less injured, and now they have all retreated to one place, in this narrow and long valley like a turtle in a urn, it is really a bit miserable, Qing Deng stretched out his hand to hold Shi Wei's hand holding onto his sleeve, pulled his hand down, and said softly, "I said, take you out, and I will definitely take you out."

After finishing speaking, he let go of Shiwei's hand, held the white robe Fentian tightly in his hand, and looked at An Hongwen who was standing beside him. The other party was also staring at him, as if he wanted to turn around and run away, but before he left, the Zen stick in the other party's hand As soon as he arrived, the swift and violent force smashed his head apart, and the gushing blood stained the opponent's body.

The always meek and gentle young man is now like the evil ghost Asura who has fallen into a blood prison. The Buddhist Zen staff in his hand is dripping with blood, mixed with broken flesh and bones, and slowly slides to the ground.

"Hey..." Shiwei clutched his wound, and looked at Qingdeng in disbelief. The other party was a disciple of the Buddhist family who never killed in his memory. The attack was sharp and took people's lives, "Stop it, young master! Do you have to have two people here to give up!"

"As I said just now, I will take you out."

"I've said it before. Monks don't tell lies. If Qingdeng tells you a lie, I will fall into Avici Hell forever, and I will not be reborn forever."

He clenched the white robe Fentian tightly in his hand, turned his head, and smiled at Shi, "Besides, even if it's a precept to kill, if it's for the sake of decline, it doesn't matter if you break it."