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A team of officers and soldiers were standing in front of the road, all riding horses, holding spears and big swords.

Fan Dajian smiled and said, "You said the factory would not send someone to chase you."

Yuan Mao also said: "I don't know what it is like in the 'Everything'. It's still 'king land' more than ten miles outside the city."

Hu Guiyang was surprised, glanced at him, his eyes fell on a man who looked like an officer, and he clasped his fists and said loudly: "Which magistrate is you? We met a thief and saw him running here, carrying three mules."

The officer rushed forward and stopped at a distance of more than ten steps. He stood in front of him with a long sword and looked at the three of them coldly.

The officer was wearing armor, but not a helmet, with a dark square scarf on his head and a thick beard that was connected to the horse's mane. His face was very red. Under the setting sun, it was like a piece of burning charcoal, which was a little unreal.

"Where did you three come from? Where are you going? What are you carrying?" the officer asked in a rough voice.

Hu Guiyang winked at Yuan and Fan. They held the bird gun tightly and blocked the already lit fuse with their hands. To outsiders, these were just two wooden sticks wrapped in cloth.

"The three of us come from the capital." Hu Guiyang paused, "I am the Jinyiwei, here to investigate the case."

The red-faced officer cursed, "Where are we going to investigate where birds don't shit?"

"Yes, why are you here again where birds don't shit? I don't remember there is a ward nearby."

The red-faced officer spitted phlegm on the ground, turned his head to say to his companion behind him, "This kid is so arrogant, maybe he is really an Embroidered Uniform Guard. What do you think you should do?"

"The Jinyiwei must have money on him. I said killing him is also considered to eliminate harm for the people." One person replied loudly, and the others started to cheer together.

These people dressed like officers and soldiers, but their behavior was no different from that of bandits.

Hu Guiyang raised his right hand and was about to speak when a buzzing sound beside him, a ball of fire passed by, which made his ears numb, and he hurriedly leaned to avoid him. In fact, it was a redundant move.

The bird guns were not weapons that could be seen everywhere. When the sound of the sound, the people on the opposite side were startled, and their mounts were even more roaring. They were controlled by their masters and were spinning in place.

The red-faced officer was close to each other, and his mount was more frightened. He turned around and ran away. After taking a few steps, the officer fell down, his foot was stuck in the stirrups, and ran for another period before he left, lying on the ground without moving.

The officers and soldiers who were clamoring to kill people just now called out "bad" and fled one after another.

Hu Guiyang turned around, "Why are you firing a gun?"

"I thought you raised your hand." Fan Dajian said embarrassedly, but his eyes were flashing excitedly, as if he felt that firing a gun was much more interesting than doing rituals.

"You can only pull the trigger if I say 'fire the gun' in the future, do you understand?"

"Okay, you should have said earlier that I am not a gunman, so how could I understand these rules? But I shot very accurately and hit it with one shot. Even if I am a deadbeat, it is the level, right?" Fan Dajian was quite proud. In fact, the two sides were very close to each other, so it was difficult to hit it but not.

"Prepare your bird gun." Hu Guiyang ordered that the other party had a bow and arrow, and fled in panic. If they came back again and shot arrows from afar, they might not be able to withstand it. "It's really troublesome. You guys are waiting here, be careful, I'll go and take a look."

Fan Dajian put the medicine and bullets again, because he was too excited, and the gunpowder poured a little too much. After Yuan Mao reminded him, he poured out some more, but he was not idle in his mouth. "Don't worry, these people must be robbers disguised as officers and soldiers, and they will kill them if they kill them, and they will not cause trouble."

Hu Guiyang had already walked away, Yuan Mao said, "But our bird gun is exposed."

"What can I do? You can't wait for the other party to rush over, right?"

Hu Guiyang came to the body.

The officer's beard fell off. It turned out to be fake. It was only a few inches long. Hu Guiyang reached out and wiped the officer's face, and found that his red face was also painted.

"Oh, since you are a robber, why should you pretend to be Guan Gong?" Hu Guiyang searched the officer, found a small bag of silver and a few pieces of paper, and stuffed them all into his arms. "This is what you asked for, your armor and beard left for you."

It was getting darker and there were robbers in front of them. The three of them had no choice but to go back and planned to go to the Shenjia Village hotel to rest. They discussed where the robbers came from along the way, and no one could come up with a reasonable explanation.

Yuan Mao and Fan Dajian kept holding bird guns and did not dare to let the fuse be extinguished. Hu Guiyang carried two big bags to free them up.

When I came, I was half running and half walking, and the return journey was all about walking. Moreover, it was at night, and the direction was difficult to tell, which seemed much longer.

After walking for about an hour, Hu Guiyang stopped and said, "I think we are lost."

"How could it be? We keep following the road, one road is one way back and forth?" Fan Dajian was not sure.

"When chasing, there was a mule in front of me, and I didn't pay attention to whether there was a fork in the road. Old Dao Fan, you walked slowly behind, so look more carefully, right?" Yuan Mao also felt that they were lost.

"I'll follow your footprints." Fan Dajian was even more confused and looked around, "I can't even see the lights. Is this place really only ten miles away from the capital?"

Yuan Mao said: "The southwest of the capital is vast and sparsely populated."

"It's not that the land is vast and sparse, but that there are too many trees, so I'll block the villages and towns. I'll take a look at it at a high place." Fan Dajian carefully handed the bird gun to Yuan Mao, found a tree, climbed up, his hands and feet were quite neat, and looked away from afar, and suddenly said in surprise: "Hey, there seems to be lights not far ahead."

Fan Dajian went down the tree and wanted to go back to the bird gun. He walked ahead to lead the way, and passed through a grassland and forest. He really saw the light, but it was not the lights of the villagers' homes, but a bonfire.

In the middle of the night, the fire was ignited in the wild, and it was a bit strange no matter how you look. Yuan Mao and Fan Dajian hurriedly re-ignited the fuse and then followed Hu Guiyang.

There were silhouettes in the fire, and there seemed to be many people. Hu Guiyang signaled his two companions to stop, walked slowly over, stopped when he was dozens of steps apart, and shouted: "Can you get lost traveler, can you borrow a light?"

"Hu Guiyang?" The opposite side actually called out his name accurately.

Hu Guiyang was shocked and immediately understood, "Shen Qianyuan?"

"Haha, it's just that I'm waiting for you for a long time, come here quickly."

Hu Guiyang breathed a sigh of relief. This was his first time leaving the city. He came to the desert again. He was not prepared enough and urgently needed someone to help him.

"Yuan Mao, Old Dao Fan, the person has been found." Hu Guiyang shouted loudly.

Yuan and Fan followed, and the fuse on the gun remained ignited.

Seven or eight people were surrounded by fire, and they all stood up at this time. Shen Qianyuan came first, clasped his fists and said, "I don't know if Mr. Hu is coming, I'm not welcome."

Hu Guiyang took a look and saw a familiar figure, "You stole our mule."

The man laughed and retreated to the back. Shen Qianyuan said, "There is no way. I can't make it public in the village. I have to come up with this bad plan and lead Mr. Hu out and meet again when you turn around. How did you arrive?"

"We met a robber, aren't you yours?"

"Bandits? Why are there robbers here? You Wuliu, what's going on?"

You Wuliu is a mule thief. He walked out from behind and was a thin man with bright eyes. "What kind of robber?"

"I look like an officer and a soldier, and the leader is dressed like Guan Gong in the painting."

"Oh, that's Guan Dazi. They are really officers and soldiers. People from all garrisons have them. They have sworn brothers and often robbery business travelers. They don't come here very much. You have caught up. If I walk slowly or don't take a detour when I come back, I probably will have bumped into it. Guan Dazi is so angry. How could he keep a living today?"

Fan Dajian sneered, "It's not that he keeps a living, it's that he's dead."

"Is Guan Dazi dead?" You Wuliu took a breath, his eyes immediately became different, "Dare you ask which hero's righteous act was it?"

"I'm just behind, real person Fan Dajian."

"I really didn't expect it." You Wuliu clasped his fists and bowed a few times, "Minister Fan gave Jingnan a single harm. Please forgive me. I was ordered to do my mules, and there were many of them tied up there."

"Well, it's nothing, it's his bad luck." Fan Dajian said lightly, regaining a bit of the feeling of being fairy-like.

Hu Guiyang interrupted the two, "Wait, since they are officers and soldiers, how could they be robbers?"

"Yes, this place is only a dozen miles away from the capital." Yuan Mao also found it incredible.

"Sit down and roast the fire first. The three of you must be hungry. There is wine and meat here. Let's talk while eating."

The three of them were indeed tired and hungry, and happily accepted the suggestion. Yuan Mao and Fan Dajian put out the fire rope, the lead bullets and gunpowder in the barrel of Qingguang's gun, and Hu Guiyang put down his burden and sat around the fire with everyone.

Shen Qianyuan first introduced his companions, all of whom were “heroes” in nearby villages and villages. There were a bunch of numbers in their names, and they could only be slightly distinguished by their surnames. The nicknames were nothing more than "Flying on Grass" and "God of Night Travel".

This is a group of thieves who crowed and thieves. Shen Hanyuan, who was very wise, actually made friends with them. Hu Guiyang was puzzled, but he didn't ask. After saying "I admire each other for a long time", he asked, "Isn't Guan Dazi a Han?"

"He was a Jurchen. His ancestors joined the court and changed his surname to Guan. He was quite generous. He worshiped brothers everywhere and formed a group to do evil."

Yuan Mao was still surprised, "Since he is a high-ranking official and receives the court's salary, does he have no boss to care about him?"

"Haha, the bosses are eating flower wine in the city, occasionally going back to the ward station, just asking for money, and not caring about these other people's business? Guan Dazi and the others did not become robbers in one day, they were all indulged by their superiors. However, they were used to robbing along the river, and there were few business travelers in this area, and they rarely came here. I don't know what happened today."

Another person said: "No need to ask, I must have gone to the Datikhair house in Ximatun to drink. They are in the same group."

Everyone was complimenting Mr. Fan, and Hu Guiyang said to Shen Qianyuan who was sitting beside him: "I came to visit this time because I have something to discuss."

Shen Qianyuan waved his hand, "No need to say more, I know your purpose. It is very moral to catch the demon thief. We also want to take revenge and help each other. My brothers will also obey you."

"No need to be so many. With Brother Shen's help, one or two more is enough. The Xichang Captain had hunted him down a few days ago."
Chapter completed!