The old man looked at Zhang Chi and Dao Xuan, then looked at Bai Xue: "It's indeed the mount of Emei."

However, the old man did not say anything to Zhang Chi and Daoxuan, but just ordered the masked woman to go under the ancient tree in the village, saying that he would immediately summon everyone to discuss matters.

Zhang Chi thought the masked woman was just cold to him, but she didn't expect that she would do the same to everyone. She just said, "Yes." Her tone was also cold as if she had no expression.

"You've been covering your face, don't you feel uncomfortable?" Zhang Chi asked teased.

"I am an assassin and will never let others remember my face. Anyone who has seen my appearance has been killed by me."

It seems that this woman sacrificed a lot to be an assassin. Love for beauty is a woman's nature. Seeing that this masked woman is definitely not old, just like herself, but she is covered all day long, which is a pity for her great youth. I don't know whether she looks in the mirror or not, Zhang Chi began to gossip in her heart.

The masked woman snorted: "You'd better not care about others first, just keep in mind yourself. If you can't explain the origin of this horse clearly, be careful not to die."

"Is this a 'poor family'?" Zhang Chi was not worried at all.

"This is a poor family, but it is not here." The woman replied: "To be precise, this is a temporary branch of the poor family."

The village is not big and there are not many people. When Zhang Chi walked all the way to the ancient trees in the village, he heard the people in the village greeting the masked woman, and he actually spoke several different accents.

Not long after I arrived at the ancient tree in the middle of the village, many people gathered here, and these people were very orderly. There was an open space in front of the ancient tree, and everyone stood in front of the open space, and it was not noisy.

One of the people stood up in the crowd. The man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his heroic spirit was revealed by his facial features. He was a rare handsome guy, especially during the Wei and Jin Dynasties, men all used greasy heads and pink faces as beautiful. Such men with masculine charm are rare.

Seeing that the masked woman was already standing under the tree, the man came forward and said, "Senior Sister Dark Blade, has the dog official been successfully assassinated this time?"

Seeing the man's dark blade's tone was warming up, but it still seemed like there was no expression. He shook his head: "I missed."

The man was named He Gulai. In fact, he was not really the junior brother of Dark Blade. Their master was not the same person. It was just that because they were both from poor families and were on the same branch, He Gulai had always called Dark Blade as his senior sister, and Dark Blade never objected.

He Gulai was understanding: "Senior Sister Dark Blade actually failed? It seems that this dog official must be afraid that someone would be prepared for him, but senior sister, don't blame yourself. This dog official will die sooner or later. Next time I go with my senior sister, I will definitely take the head of his neck."

Dark Blade looked at the man with clear eyes. Although her personality seemed to be as strong as ice, there seemed to be a hint of tenderness in the ice at this time.

People are treated differently. Zhang Chi smiled bitterly and shook his head. Why do he look at me like he wanted to kill someone? He looks at him tender and sweet. It seems that he is handsome, no matter what ancient and modern times, he is also likeable.

Zhang Chi was still thinking about it. The old man he had just met also came over. Of course, He Gulai also saw it. He hurriedly bowed and said respectfully: "The Lord."

It turns out that this old man is the leader of the poor branch.

The old lord nodded, walked into the circle, and said loudly to the people: "A few days ago, I sent the secret blade to assassinate the dog official Huo Guquan, but unfortunately it was not successful. Now he is probably prepared. Today I will convene you all to discuss a solution, how to kill the dog official so as to eliminate the harm for the people!"

Another person in the crowd stood up and said, "Old leader, since the dog official has been prepared, we will take action now, and brothers will inevitably suffer casualties. It is better to stop the time and find another opportunity to take action."

"Nonsense!" He Gulai shouted loudly and said, "We were all refugees from the north, but unfortunately our home was trampled on by the Hu people, so we moved to Shuzhong. Now the Hu people are going to attack Shuzhong again. Can we let them bully our Han women and kill our Han people again?"

Most of the refugees migrating from the north had a deep feud with the Hu people, and they shouted: "No!"

He Gulai continued to say loudly: "Now there are officials from the Han people who do not want to make decisions for the people, but instead surrender to the Hu people and give the vast land in the north to the Hu people. Now even in Shu, they have to give it to the Hu people. Should such dog officials be killed?"

"It's time to kill! It's time to kill!" The crowd was in anger.

"That's right," He Gu turned around: "Old helm leader, such dog officials must not be kept. Now the Hu people have sent troops to attack the six counties of Lueyang, Tianshui, Fufeng, Shiping, Wudu and Yinping in northern Shu. These six counties are the gateways to the north of Shu. If the Hu people captured the six counties and entered Shu straight, the people in Shu would suffer."

He Gu said that he was sincere and even everyone was infected.

"We are all willing to fight to assassinate the dog official." Everyone around us shouted: "Most of our poor families are refugees from the north, because Hu** is separated and the flesh and blood are separated. Now they must not be allowed to fight to Sichuan again!"

Seeing that everyone was willing to sacrifice their lives for justice, the old master couldn't help but nodded frequently and praised: "It's just that the dog official is already prepared. If he wants to assassinate the dog official, someone needs to appear first to lure the guard away, and then another person can succeed. However, regardless of whether it is successful or not, it will be difficult to survive the guard's brothers."

"I'll go and pull out the guards." Dark Blade suddenly said coldly and firmly.

"No," He Gulai quickly stopped him.

In fact, he had long been in love with Dark Blade, so why would she want to take risks? He originally wanted to say that he would go on a whim, but when he opened his mouth, he turned to say: "Senior sister, who among us poor people is a person who is afraid of death? Who doesn't want to sacrifice oneself for justice? If you volunteer, everyone wants to do the most dangerous thing. It's better to draw lots to decide. Everyone has a chance and everyone will feel fair."

Although Zhang Chi didn't have long been through time, he had been through countless mechanisms by chance. Now his mind has become a ghost. If it were the time, he might have been deceived by He Gulai's superficial righteous words, but now he can't deceive him.

After all, He Gu has wanted to gain a good reputation, but he is unwilling to die by himself or his beloved, and he also found a high-sounding reason. Isn't this funny?

I felt funny in my heart, so Zhang Chi couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at? Do you disagree? Humph, you are afraid of death. If you want to draw lots, let you draw the first one!" He Gulai laughed when he saw Zhang Chi, and felt a little embarrassed, as if Zhang Chi saw the little calculation in his heart.

"I don't want to smoke, I'm more afraid of death. Besides, I'm not from your poor family." Zhang Chi said.

"Who are you?" He Gulai asked.

"Junior brother, he is indeed not a poor family member, he is just a horse-stealing thief who is afraid of life and death. He stole the horse from Emei, so I captured it and let everyone judge it." Although He Gulai's words could not deceive Zhang Chi, the people in the poor family were all refugees and were straightforward. How could he tell his thoughts? Even the Dark Blade was deceived by him.

"What else can I do? Since it is a thief who steals horses, and the one who steals it is the Emei Fairy's horse, just kill it." He Gulai was unhappy when he saw Zhang Chi laughing, and now he is heading straight for Zhang Chi.

Of course, Daoxuan couldn't let him hurt Zhang Chi, so he jumped out and yelled: "You dare!"

He Gulai was really scared to death by Daoxuan when he was shouted in front of him, but he immediately woke up: "What do you want to do? How can my brother in the poor family allow you to be arrogant here?"

Zhang Chi has now had a new understanding of He Gulai. It seems that he doesn't have much ability, but he is indeed very capable of fanning the flames. As expected, as soon as he finished speaking, the poor people around him glared at him and Daoxuan, and several people rushed up.

But at this moment, someone suddenly ran in from outside the village and ran all the way and shouted: "It's not good, it's not good, the dog officers and soldiers are attacking."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. They were in the deep mountains and the poor branch was temporarily settled here just to avoid the official army. Why did they find it?

The old helm leader hurriedly asked, "How many official troops have come?"

The visitor replied panting: "There are countless black numbers, and there are official troops from all directions, and they are already outside the village."

"Ah?" The people in front of the ancient tree immediately became disorganized.

No wonder they were panicked. There were not many people in the branch and they were completely unprepared. Now, the people who reported the news said that there were obviously many government troops. But how did they find them in the mountains?

Fortunately, the old helm leader is calm in the face of danger: "Don't panic, open it around and see which direction can break out."

"As soon as you two came to the branch, a large army came to suppress it. It must be the lackeys of the court!" He Gulai pointed at Zhang Chi and shouted.

When everyone heard this, they thought that this was the case. Why did the official army come early and not late? Once these two people arrived at the branch, the official army surrounded and suppressed them?

"Kill these two lackeys from the court first, and we will find a way out!" Everyone was furious and rushed over to Zhang Chi and Daoxuan.

When Daoxuan saw so many people rushing over, he felt bad. If someone was surrounded by people from all directions, how could he protect Zhang Chi? He quickly pulled Zhang Chi to the side of the big tree, and Zhang Chi leaned against the big tree, and Daoxuan blocked him.

Just after this action was completed, countless swords had already greeted me.

Daoxuan had no weapons in his hand and could not dodge. If he could dodge, he would definitely stab Brother Zhang behind him. Daoxuan was cruel and gritted his teeth. He held a sword blade that stabbed the sword with his left hand empty-handed, and blocked the other swords horizontally.

However, everyone in the poor family practices martial arts, and some people are also very skilled in martial arts. Although Dao Xuan blocked most of the weapons, a scimitar also slashed Dao Xuan's shoulder.

The man holding a scimitar was seven feet tall, with big arms and round waists. His eyes were as big as a copper bell at this time, and he said furiously: "You lackey, bring the official army to kill my brother. I will kill you to sacrifice the sword first today, and then go out to fight the official army to the death!"

After all, Daoxuan was a flesh and blood body, and blood was flowing from his hands and shoulders. Seeing that his life was worrying, the old helm leader suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

"We are all righteous men in poor families. Now it's a speculation that they are lackeys in the court. How can we hurt our lives by guessing? Then what's the difference between us and dog officials?"

The old helm leader was still very prestigious, and everyone stopped and retreated. The man holding a scimitar did not dare to violate the old helm leader's order, but he still felt unhappy. He pressed the scimitar hard on Dao Xuan's shoulder before suddenly pulling the knife back. Dao Xuan frowned suddenly, but he clenched his teeth and didn't hum.
Chapter completed!