Dust and haze

Chapter 17: escape In the evening, steward Xue's face was red and he came to the stone room again. He smiled across the iron fence and said, "Miao Fenglin, how are you doing?" The master of Miao hall hum: "Xue Zifeng, you call me by my name. It seems that you are ready to start." "Hey, Miao Fenglin, the sick, the dismissals and the regulations of your brothers are all gone now. Do you want to live here for free? Tomorrow I will see you off in person. Director Xue said smugly. Master Miao closed his eyes and ignored him. "Mr. Xia, the death of the rabbit is very sad. Do you want to fight hard to the end?" "Well, if you don't bring it with you, or if you don't take it with you, I'll tell you." Mr. Xia's voice seems sad and helpless. "What do you say? You are willing to tell me the secret recipe." Xue Guan was overjoyed. "Listen to me." Mr. Xia seems to be powerless. "Good," Xue Guanshi turned to shout, "come on, open the prison door." Someone outside the cave answered, and a confidant guard rushed down the stone steps, took out the key and opened the copper lock, and opened the iron gate. "The subordinate evades." Mr. Xia blunt order way. "Old three, you go out first." Xue Guanshi turns to say. "You are afraid of danger, I'd better stay here." the third guard hesitated. Director Xue waved: "it's not in the way. Miao Fenglin has already wiped out Lin and abandoned one person." "Yes, I'm just out there. Call me if you have something." the third one went out. At the moment, Xia Bashan is in a state of great surprise. He didn't speak, but his voice is exactly the same as his own, and there is no secret formula at all. Steward Xue came to Xia Bashan, bowed down and said respectfully, "Mr. Xia, please tell me. I'm here to listen." At this time, Mo Can was standing behind him, following what Mr. Li Mu did in the pine forest. He raised his hand and took a strong hand to shoot, and hit the Baihui acupoint on the head of steward Xue with all his strength With a sound of "pa", steward Xue straightened up and swayed for two times. His eyes seemed to be unable to believe that he was looking directly at Mo Can, and then he slowly shrank on the ground, and his body collapsed. Although Mo Can recognized the acupoints correctly, he was strong and full of Qi, but he was not lucky in the palm. Although he fought with all his strength, he just stunned Xue Guanshi. At this moment, the master of Miao hall and Xia Bashan, two of them, were all stunned. "Hello, listen to me, the third one, and immediately pull a carriage with a canopy to stop at the door. Mr. Xia and I are going to see prefect guida immediately, go quickly." Mo Can shouted in ventriloquism, imitating the voice of director Xue. "Yes," said the third man outside. Xia Bashan looked at Mo Can: "you are..." "Good boy, I didn't expect that there were still two down, just weak and barely dizzy." the head of the Miao hall showed a smile on his white face. Mo Can picked up his pack and said in a hurry: "wait for the carriage to arrive, I will support the third one, and then carry uncle Miao to the car. Mr. Xia, can you walk by yourself?" "Yes, you can." Xia Bashan has already stuttered. After a while, the voice of the third guard came from the outside: "Xue is in charge, and the carriage is ready." "Third, you go to inform the gate guard. Mr. Xia and I don't show up in the car, let the child drive. If there is an emergency, you must go to the city overnight to meet prefect." "Let me drive safely." the third hesitated. "No need." Mo Can quickly shouted. "Yes." the footsteps of the third one are far away. "Come on, let's go," said Mo Can in a hurry. "Mo Can, cover the quilt on Xue Zifeng, and pretend to be an old man. You can delay a bit. Said the master of the Miao hall. Mo Can dragged the fainting steward Xue to the floor of the master of the Miao hall, pulled the quilt cover, and then took the master of the Miao hall and walked out of the iron door with the burden on his back. Mr. Xia staggered behind. The carriage stopped at the entrance of the stone cave, and there was no one around. Mo Can put the master of Miao hall into the carriage, and helped Xia Bashan get on the car. "Mo Can, there are only two roads away from the official ferry. There are no boats on the waterway at night, and only the dry road to the direction of Yichang, but the mountain road is rugged and hard to walk fast. The master of Miao hall gasped. "Uncle Miao, I can't care about much now. Let's go on the road first." Mo Can raised his whip and drove the carriage off. The guard at the gate of the manor has been informed that steward Xue has something important to go to Yichang Prefecture, and the third one is standing next to the gate. "The third, hurry to guard at the entrance of the stone cave. No one is allowed to get close to me. Wait for me to come back." the order from the carriage came from steward Xue. "Yes." the third said, he thought that steward Xue had some abnormal behavior tonight, but it was really his voice. Although there was a little doubt in his heart, he still rushed to the backyard to wait. Out of the manor, Mo Can whipped two lashes and drove the carriage away. The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. The light moonlight is sprinkled on the rugged mountain road. The dark woods on both sides are quiet, and only the crisp sound of Horseshoes is heard. "Mo Can," the master of Miao hall in the carriage struggled to say, "this is two hundred miles to Yichang Prefecture. Xue Renfeng, although he was injured in Baihui's lair, is not strong enough. He would wake up in a few hours at most. If he chased with a fast horse, he would catch up with us before the carriage arrived in Yichang. There is a fork in the road thirty miles ahead, and the southeast is the road to Yichang. We changed our way to the northeast to Xiangyang prefecture to avoid chasing soldiers." "OK," said Mo Can. "In the dungeon, you should have killed Xue Renfeng, but I don't want you to die, so I didn't say anything. When he woke up, the Wushan gang would certainly hunt us around. In addition, the guida colluded with them, and the government might issue a sea arrest warrant, so you may not be able to go back to Yunnan for a while. Now, you have to go to the Jiugong Yama Otake Taoist temple in Xiangyang five hundred miles away to stay out of the limelight and wait for things to happen." the master of Miao Hall said with all his strength. Xia Bashan's confused voice came out of the car: "Mo Can, when did you learn ventriloquism?" "I learned from Mr. Mo when I was in private school." Mo Can covered up the past. While driving, Mo Can asked with some puzzlement: "Uncle Miao, is the government also a team with director Xue?" "Well, Mrs. min was originally a brothel Geisha in Yichang Prefecture, named Yan'er, and she was a Gui Qi in Yichang prefect. The old leader of Wushan Gang min lost his wife in his old age, and his son was still young. Someone was matchmaker, so the old leader redeemed Yan'er and married back to Badong. Within two years, the old gang leader fell ill and died of a heart attack. Mr. Xia knows that. At that time, because the young leader was young, Yan'er, as Lady min, was in charge of the Wushan gang. The gang controls the water and land transportation business from the Han River to the Chuanjiang River. It's heard that Mrs. min allocates several percent of the profits to Gui Qi every year, but there's no real evidence. In addition, it's also Yichang prefect, so no one dares to talk about it. The disease symptoms of the young leader are the same as those of the old leader ten years ago. It's a heart disease. Mr. Xia said in the inner hall that the young leader died of Wudu xinjueshan that day. I'm now alert. As soon as I think about it, I suspect that it was Madame min and steward Xue who poisoned it, and even Mr. GUI. When Gui Qi of the prefect came to the headquarters to inspect the body and insisted that the cause of death was not poisoning but Mr. Xia's improper treatment, I was more sure. In those days, Yan'er married the old gang leader, and then waited for the opportunity to poison their father and son to control the Wushan Gang, which was their long-standing plot. The voice of the master of Miao hall is weaker and weaker. "No wonder I came out of the Yamen and stayed in the inn. That night, I was helped by Wushan." "It's all because I have no eyes. It's not only hurt the young leader, but also many brothers in the gang..." at the moment, the master of Miao hall has already sounded like a gossamer. In the moonlight, there was a fork in the road ahead. "Take the road on the left, and you will arrive in Xiangyang in two days." the master of Miao Hall said that, and he was breathless. "Mo Can, the master of Miao hall is dead. Xia Bashan said in silence. He told Mo Can that the master of Miao hall was originally a closed disciple of Tianxu Zhenren of Zhenwu Taoist temple. Later, he was expelled from Jiugong Mountain because he violated the rules of the gate. Just before he died, he asked Xia Bashan to bury his bones on Jiugong Mountain and return to the school. Mo Can drove the carriage with tears in his eyes and didn't speak any more. Along the way, in addition to simply eating something and feeding water to the horse, he has been racing in the direction of Xiangyang day and night. Two days later, in the early morning, they finally arrived at the foot of Jiugong Mountain. Jiugong Mountain, a few miles southwest of Xiangyang City, is lush and green. Zhenwu Taoist temple is built on the mountain. Red walls and green tiles are looming on the cliff. A stone step path winds to the front hall. Mo Can carried the body of the master of Miao hall and Xia Bashan up the steps to the front of the hall. There was a deacon Taoist who came forward and was quite surprised. "We want to see Tianxu Zhenren. Xia Bashan said. The Taoist looked at the old man who was unkempt and smelly. He stepped back and asked, "who are you? What's the matter with Shizu?" Xia Bashan pointed to the master of the Miao hall on Mo Can's back: "he is the closed disciple of Tianxu Zhenren, and we are entrusted." The Taoist looked at the master of the Miao hall and asked, "is he ill?" "Dead," Xia Bashan replied. The Taoist heard that it was a corpse. He was surprised and said: "you wait here, Pindao will report it. After that, he hurried into the hall. Not long ago, a group of young Taoists came out, some with long swords, and the leader was a serious middle-aged Taoist. "Pindao Zhen Yangzi, master Tian Xu is wandering outside. If you have anything, please tell Pindao. The Taoist priest looked at them and glanced at the master of the Miao hall. "This is Badong Miao Fenglin. He asked me to bury him on Jiugong Mountain and return to my school. We came all the way to deliver the body." Zhen Yangzi was stunned when he heard the speech. He went to the front two steps to carefully look at the master of Miao hall for a moment, and then he laughed loudly. He said: "it's really younger brother Miao. I didn't expect you to die like this. Where was your arrogant arrogance at the beginning? Haha, you want to be buried back in Jiugong Mountain after you died. Dream." Xia Bashan heard that Zhen Yangzi treated the dead main exit of the Miao hall well, and she was angry: "the Taoist priest was so disrespectful to the dead, and the Zhenwu Taoist temple is too much. Hum, I won't tell you, Tianxu Zhenren is not here, so we are here waiting for him to come back." "Here, Pindao is in charge. Take Miao Fenglin's body down the mountain, it's smelly, so as not to stain the Taoist temple. Zhen Yangzi said scornfully. "Don't go down the mountain without seeing Tianxu Zhenren." "Ha, you are not allowed to behave wildly here on Jiugong Mountain. Come on, blow them down the mountain." Zhen Yangzi said. "In the early morning, who is making noise here?" an old Taoist came over yawning. "Shishuzu." the Taoists bow to salute.