Jin Dan said: "Brother Yang, I need you to help me kill someone." ”

Yang Xian was not surprised, he was already an assassin, and Jin Dan asked him to do things, and he must have asked him to assassinate others.

He asked, "Who did Mr. Kim ask me to kill?" ”

Jin Dan said, "Durin. ”

"Doolin?"

Yang Xian was stunned for a moment and asked, "Is it Du Lin who holds the book?" ”

Holding a book is an official name, and in modern parlance, it is equivalent to a confidential secretary who is noisy.

Jin Dan nodded and said, "It's Du Zhishu." ”

Yang Xian pondered for a moment and said, "I know." ”

As he spoke, he turned to leave.

Jin Dan stopped him and asked with a smile: "Brother Yang doesn't ask me why I want to kill him?" ”

"I don't need to know the reason, since Mr. Jin wants to kill him, there must be a reason to kill him."

Yang Xian said.

Jin Dan was very satisfied with Yang Xian's answer, and he said: "Don't do it in the city, tomorrow morning, Du Lin will go out of the city, you find an opportunity outside the city to get rid of him." ”

Yang Xian owed a debt and said, "Got it." ”

"Killing Durin, it's not my intention, it's the king's intention.

Du Lin had two intentions and wanted to betray the king and take refuge in Liu Xiu, but Du Lin knew too many things, and he must not let him go to the Han army alive.

However, after all, Du Lin is a well-known scholar in the world, and if the king kills him directly, it will inevitably ruin the king's reputation, so the best way is to assassinate him, so that this matter has nothing to do with the king. ”

As he spoke, Jin Dan picked up a tray from the side and handed it to Yang Xian, who turned his eyes to see that there were five gold cakes on the tray.

He was stunned for a moment, then leaned over and said, "Mr. Jin asked me to do something, and I don't take a reward." ”

Jin Dan said with a smile: "This is the king's reward, you can accept it!" ”

"This ......" "You have received the king's reward, and then you will do things for the king, and the king will be more at ease."

Jin Dan said with a smile.

Yang Xian thought about it, no longer shirked, and put all the five golden cakes in the tray into his arms, and then he bowed to Jin Dan and said, "Mr. Jin thanked King Shuoning on my behalf, and please rest assured that I, Yang Xian, will definitely get things done!" ”

Jin Dan smiled, waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go and do things!" ”

"Yang Xian's farewell!"

Yang Xian bowed to Jin Dan again, took two steps back, and then turned and walked out of the room.

Looking at Yang Xian's departing back, the corners of Jin Dan's mouth were hooked, revealing a cold smile.

He knew that scholars like Du Lin, Zheng Xing, and Shen Tugang looked down on him, but Du Lin couldn't have imagined that he, a little person who was despised by him, could easily take his life now.

That night, Du Lin packed up the soft goods, food and daily necessities at home, and the next morning, he and his family took Du Cheng's coffin, left Du Mansion, and went straight to the direction of Beicheng.

Arriving in the northern city, Dürin's party was stopped by the soldiers.

Du Lin stepped forward, took out Kui Huan's edict, handed it to the marquis of the city gate, and said, "I want to escort my brother's hearse back to Fufeng's hometown, the king has given permission, this is the king's edict." ”

The marquis of the city gate hurriedly took the oracle, looked closely, and found that it was indeed the king's edict, he respectfully returned the edict to Durin, turned his head, waved his hand to his soldiers, and shouted: "Open the city gate!" ”

After speaking, he said to Du Lin again: "Du Zhishu, there are Han troops everywhere outside the city, this time Du Zhishu wants to go back to Fufeng, you have to be more careful on the road!" ”

Du Lin smiled at the Marquis of the City Gate and said, "I know. ”

With a creaking and creaking sound, the heavy city gate was slowly opened, and then the drawbridge outside the gate was lowered.

Durin thanked the marquis at the city gate, then boarded the carriage and rode out of the city.

The camp of the Han army is in the south of Xicheng, and Du Lin is in the north of Xicheng, relatively speaking, the north city is still relatively quiet, and there are no soldiers and horses of the Han army outside the city.

Out of Xicheng, Du Lin and his party went all the way north, and it seemed that they had no intention of going to Hanying.

The team had walked six or seven miles, and further on, the road ahead was marked by wasteland on both sides.

In the wasteland, there is both snow and yellow weeds.

Look around, it's deserted.

The team was moving forward, and suddenly, among the wild grass on the side of the road, a man swooped out, and at the same time, he shot a series of crossbow arrows.

Several of the attendants who were walking on the periphery of the team couldn't dodge and fell to the ground with arrows, and when they saw this, the rest of the entourage screamed one after another: "There are assassins!" ”

"Protect your lordship!"

More than a dozen of his attendants drew their swords and shielded the carriage in which Durin was riding.

As for the other servants, they were so frightened that they fled in all directions, and in a short time they ran far away.

The assassin who suddenly appeared was none other than Yang Xian, who was lying in ambush here.

Seeing that the retinue of the Du family were all gathered around a carriage, he immediately realized that this was the carriage that Du Lin was riding.

He threw away the crossbow in his hand, drew his sword, and headed straight for the carriage.

Two of his attendants met him with swords, and when they got closer, they both drew their swords at the same time and stabbed Yang Xian in the chest.

Yang Xian's figure lowered downward, jumping from under the two swords, and then, he stabbed one sword to the left and right, and the two followers were stabbed in their hearts, and they both screamed miserably, and fell into a pool of blood.

Yang Xian crossed the corpses of the two entourages and came to the front of the carriage, and seven or eight retinues rushed up around him at once, they were all the guards of Du Mansion, and their skills were not bad, but in front of Yang Xian, it was not enough to see.

The two sides fought for more than a dozen rounds, and six of the seven or eight nurses had fallen.

The remaining nurses, their faces pale, leaned against the carriage, and looked at Yang Xian in horror.

Yang Xian shook the blood stains on the sword casually, and said expressionlessly as he walked forward: "I don't want to kill innocent people, if I want to live, just get out of the way!" ”

These people who were willing to leave the Xicheng Courtyard with Du Lin were all loyal to him, and now even though they knew that they were invincible, none of them fled, and everyone looked at each other, and they all shouted, ready to rush towards Yang Xian together.

"Stop!"

With a shout, Durin stepped out of the carriage.

He looked Yang Xian up and down and asked, "You came to kill me?" ”

"Five pounds of gold."

As Yang Xian spoke, he looked down at the sword in his hand.

Du Lin was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and the other party said that someone paid five catties of gold to buy his own head.

He didn't ask who wanted to buy his head, he said to several guards around him: "The person he wants to kill is me, it has nothing to do with you and others, you guys, let's go!" ”

"My lord, let's not go, we're fighting with him!" ”

Durin shook his head and said, "You are not his opponent, so why should you die in vain?" ”

As he spoke, he looked at Yang Xian and said, "The person you want to kill is me, let them go!" ”

When Yang Xian heard this, he couldn't help but look at Du Lin a few more times.

When he does it, he is usually reluctant to look at the other party, let alone remember the other party's appearance, but Durin arouses his curiosity, and when facing him, few people will do something like Durin.

"You're not afraid of death?"

"How can anyone not be afraid of death?

But the king let the minister die, and the minister had to die. ”

"Do you know that King Shuoning is trying to kill you?"

Yang Xian was secretly taken aback.

He does not refer to Kui Huan as a king, and he does not consider Kui Huan to be his own king.

"Who else but the king would be in such a hurry to kill me?"

Durin said, "It's easy for you to kill me, I only have one request. ”

"You say."

"Let me send my brother's coffin back to my hometown.

This is my brother's only wish, and if I die, this is my only wish. ”

Du Lin is a scholar and has no power to restrain the chicken, but in the face of Yang Xian, an assassin who kills people without blinking, he is fearless and calm.

Yang Xian narrowed his eyes and did not speak.

Du Lin continued: "If the strong man can send my brother's coffin back to Fufeng's hometown on my behalf, the strong man can kill me right now and carry my head to receive the reward. ”

"......" Yang Xian is an assassin, he has killed many people, and he has seen many people's reactions before they die, some are scared, some take out gold, silver and jewelry to buy him, and some bluff and ruthless words, but there is no one like Du Lin.

He stared at Durin for a long time, then suddenly put his sword into its sheath and said, "Your head, let's put it on your shoulder for the time being!" ”

Du Lin and Yang Xian looked at each other for a moment, and bowed deeply.

Then, he walked to Du Cheng's coffin, holding the coffin with one hand and the edge of the carriage with the other, and said to his entourage: "Come and catch the carriage!" ”

The coachman had just run away, and Durin had to let the nurse act as the driver.

An attendant stepped forward, jumped into the wagon, took the reins and whip, and drove the wagon.

The coffin was heavy, and it was very difficult for two horses to walk with such a heavy coffin, and it was impossible to go far, and someone needed someone to push the carriage.

With all his might, Durin pushed the carriage forward.

The rest of his retinue were to come to help, and Durin said, "Go get the rest of the cars, and," as he spoke, he looked at the corpse on the ground, and with a look of gloom in his eyes, he said, "Take them with you!" ”

Several of his attendants bowed to Doolin, and then put the bodies of their companions on the wagon, which they drove on.

Yang Xian stood on the side of the road, watching Du Lin bow and push the carriage with all his might, and couldn't help but feel emotion in his heart.

Du Lin is worthy of being a world-famous scholar, such a character, rare in the world, so courageous, and even more iron-clad man.

Du Lin pushed the carriage out of the way, and Yang Xian's figure flickered, and he quickly chased forward.

Then he stood on the other side of the carriage, like Doolin, holding the coffin in one hand and pushing the cart in the other.

Regarding his actions, the Du family's nurses cast complicated glances.

This assassin, who had just killed more than a dozen of his companions, and was now helping the adults push the hearse together, couldn't tell what it was like.

Durin also turned his head to look at him, but said nothing, and continued to push the cart with all his might.

They walked forward for two or three miles, when suddenly the sound of horses' hooves came, and they saw a group of Han cavalry galloping over.

Seeing this, the nurses stopped the carriage one after another, and Du Lin and Yang Xian also stopped pushing the cart and straightened up.

After a short time, a cavalry of more than 100 people came to the front of everyone, and the cavalry dispersed and surrounded them in an instant.

"Who do these carriages belong to?

Quote your name! ”

Yang Xian glanced at the Han cavalry around him, slowly raised his hand, and touched the saber under his ribs.

Dulin bowed to the Han cavalry around him and said, "In Lower Dulin." ”

"Doolin?"

A cavalry team led the horses out of the ranks, looked Du Lin up and down, and asked, "Are you the book bearer under Kui Huan's command?" ”

"Yes!"

The moment Durin nodded, he heard a loud sound all around, and all the cavalry picked up the crossbow machine together, and the edges of the crossbow machine were aimed at Durin in unison.

Seeing this, Yang Xian's shoulders shook, and his sword was unsheathed.

It would be better for him not to draw his sword, this drawing of his sword was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and he heard a series of crossbow machine ejections, and more than a dozen crossbow arrows shot at him.

Yang Xian snorted, swung his sword continuously, and heard the sound of tinkling and ding, and more than ten crossbow arrows shot at Yang Xian were all knocked to the ground.

Seeing this, the cavalry raised their eyebrows and shouted, "Release the trumpet arrow-" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a 'chirp', and a hollow arrow flew into the air, and the sharp cry was heard far in the sky.