From the Bird - Chapter 757

Not long after Hong Liangyu left Tangjiazhuang, he went south into a locust forest, and suddenly felt a strong wind blowing against his face. on the frozen ice. Had to use strength to swing far away.

It was late at night, and Hong Liangyu was leaning against a locust tree, and he could see clearly through the dim moonlight. This man was barely clothed, his hair was disheveled, his pale face was swollen and indistinguishable, and his left eye socket was eaten up by birds and beasts. A blood hole turned out to be a walking corpse.

He suddenly remembered the talisman paper and gossip mirrors posted in Tangjiazhuang just now, and he suddenly realized that this Tangjiazhuang had actually turned into a corpse.

The walking corpse didn’t say a word, and swooped towards the rich **** food in front of him. Hong Liangyu was bare-handed, and he didn’t touch it hard. The walking corpse slammed into the tree, causing the not-so-stout acacia tree to tremble.

Seeing the walking corpse lingering under the tree, Hong Liangyu broke off a fairly sharp branch, lowered his head and whistled, the walking corpse raised his head upon hearing the sound, and Hong Liangyu jumped down from the canopy of the tree, holding the tip of the branch in both hands, piercing the tree in one fell swoop. The walking corpse’s eye socket, the tree branch pierced through the back of the corpse’s head, bringing out some gray brains.

This powerful thrust caused the walking corpse’s neck to twist into a certain arc. It swayed from side to side for a while, and finally fell to the ground in front of Hong Liangyu, without making a sound.

“Hey!”

“Who!”

Hong Liangyu turned his head suddenly, the man revealed his voice, and turned to run. Hong Liangyu took three steps and took two steps to catch up from behind, grabbed the opponent’s neck, lifted it in the air like a chicken, and then threw his arms out. The person bumped into a locust tree and couldn’t get up for a long time. .

Before he could struggle to get up, a huge footprint stepped on the man’s chest, causing his eyes to bulge when he stepped on it, and a mouthful of hard work stuck in his throat, and he lost the strength to resist.

“Which way are you a demon? Jie the sheep and rob me on your grandfather’s head?”

The man’s face was bruised, and he shouted: “Side by side, there are fans!”

Hong Liangyu was taken aback and asked, “Are you blind?”

The man responded weakly: “I’m not blind, my eyes are bigger than yours.”

Only then did Hong Liangyu stop and take two steps back.

The man covered his chest and coughed a few times, folded his hands, and gave a three-and-a-half incense ceremony: “Oxtail Gang Volcano Sun, who is the hero?”

They are all common gestures and code words used by Nanyang pirates. If you haven’t been hanging out in the green forest for a few years, you won’t understand them. In addition, the Oxtail Gang has long been wiped out by the government. If you pretend to be, you can say something more bluffing, such as the black flag and the demon thief. , These two have a long history, but after the Guangzhou War they were torn apart, so they were mixed up and it was best to pretend to be. As for the red flag, because it is well-organized, deeply rooted, and the government is the most ruthless, it is not willing to call itself a red flag.

Hong Liangyu didn’t want to talk more, just muttered: “Lantau Island.”

The man rolled his eyes, obviously disbelieving, but he was afraid of Hong Liangyu’s skills, so he didn’t dare to show it, and quickly explained: “Brother, I have studied Ye Maoshan for two days, and I heard that there is a corpse in Tangjiazhuang, and I want to try my luck. I have been staring at this walking corpse for two nights, and I didn’t want to be broken by your three fists and two feet, brother, I just couldn’t help but say it, it’s all a misunderstanding!”

“What Live Fish Valley Conference?”

Volcano Sun was stunned: “Brother, didn’t you come to the Live Fish Valley Conference?”

Hong Liangyu patted the other party’s shoulder: “Would you like to talk to me?”

Seeing this, Huoshan Sun had no choice but to explain the reason for the so-called Live Fish Valley Conference.

It turned out that the commander of the Xiang Army was named Shi Xiangyan. He was a poor monk from Wuzhou. He usually fought against injustice. He once led the villagers to fight against grain. He has never learned any martial arts and spells, and he has been reborn for some reason. He claims to be inspired by the ancient Buddha of Kubing Bing.

At that time, the government had just dispatched troops to Lantau Island, and there was basically no manpower available. In addition to the frequent disasters in various places, there were refugees everywhere who could not get enough to eat, and the Xiang Army also took advantage of the situation to rise.

But the good times didn’t last long. Yang Sheng, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, requested a decree to transfer a warrior from Shanzhou. The commander of the eight-armed Luohan, Jiang Fengshan, had a battle with the Xiang Army. The army also suffered heavy casualties. Monk Shi himself was shot at the center of the center by a musket from Jiang Fengshan. He was rescued by his subordinates desperately, and then he was dead.

Afterwards, after the Xiangjun rested for a few days, Monk Shi posted widely on the Green Forest, inviting people with lofty ideals who are interested in fighting against the Qing Dynasty and destroying the foreign countries to rush to the Living Fish Valley.

There are even more rumors that Monk Shi knew that his time was short. In this Live Fish Valley Conference, in addition to recruiting heroes to expand their strength, they also elected the future commander of the Xiang Army. After Monk Shi died, he would inherit his mantle.

After Huo Huo Sun finished speaking, his face filled with smiles and he hurriedly flattered: “My Huo Huo Sun travels from south to north and can kill a white-haired walking corpse with his bare hands. This is the first time I have seen him. I’m afraid that’s nothing more than that, at this Live Fish Valley Conference, Monk Shi will definitely have a good eye for his brother, and his success is just around the corner.”

“When does the Live Fish Valley Conference open?”

“It has been open for three days. Many people have entered the incense army, but Huigen and Fuqi have been detained by the ancient Buddha of ice, but there is not a single one.”

Hong Liangyu was a little overjoyed when he heard it. He was worried at first. It was easier to inquire about a little girl in the heavily defended barracks. Since the Valley of Living Fish is now a mixed bag, he was just fishing in troubled waters.

“What you said just now is true or false, and I know it in my heart. In the past, when the red-haired soldiers surrounded Guangzhou, and the Oxtail Gang fought side by side with the red flag, for the sake of this friendship, I don’t care about you, you Let’s go. Quan if I haven’t met you before, let’s go.”

Volcano Sun Rulin was granted amnesty, and he didn’t even say a word at the scene. He made a bow and hurried away. Since the walking corpse he fancy was smashed by Hong Liangyu, he naturally gave up the idea of ​​going to the Living Fish Valley.

This live fish valley is south of Tangjiazhuang. The middle of the valley is spacious and can accommodate thousands of people lined up to move around. The mountains at both ends are narrow, and only a fast horse can be accommodated at the narrowest part, which looks like a live fish, hence the name.

Hong Liangyu walked through the locust forest and arrived in front of the Living Fish Valley not long after. Behind the two rows of rudimentary Lujian stood four yellow turbans with their heads wrapped in yellow scarves, long spears on their backs, and messy clothes of the Xiang Army soldiers.

Suddenly, a figure was thrown high from Taniguchi, turning into a rolling gourd, embarrassed.

Two teams of soldiers with swords and red scarves filed out. Among them was a female general in cloth armor with a pretty face: “The Living Fish Valley recruits people who fight against the Qing Dynasty, but there are heroes with names and surnames, and they will never pretend to be others. You claim to be a member of the Red Flag Gang, but you don’t know anything about my grandpa’s flag language, so are you a government spy?”