At this time, the funeral procession was less than half a mile away from the west city gate, and the city gate guards saw this farce from a distance.

The carriage came and went faster, leaving only the sound of weeping and cursing echoing everywhere.

This seems to be a farce, maybe the chariot has drunk too much, maybe the horse is frightened, who knows, but no one expected that in this moment, the chariot has changed people, and the carriage turned around and headed south of the city.

The funeral procession continued to move forward slowly, the cry shook the sky, and the dark paper flew all over the sky, which was simply sad for those who saw it, and weeping for those who heard it.

Not long after, the funeral procession arrived at the gates of the city.

"Stop them!" A violent roar suddenly sounded in the street, and it was Lin Hu who spoke.

The guards at the city gate saw a group of people dressed in Dongchang rushing anxiously, although they didn't understand what was happening, but they heard the sound of the arrows before, and soon, the funeral procession was stopped.

The crying was louder, the curse sounded again, the deceased was disturbed again and again, it was really a very unlucky thing, for a while, the noise at the city gate attracted passers-by to stop and watch, passers-by pointed and pointed, all with the meaning of accusation.

When the guards at the city gate saw that a person led by Dongchang was wearing a brown shirt, a round hat on his head, and soap boots on his feet, dressed like a hundred households in Dongchang, one of the guards trotted over and said, "This lord, I don't know what happened?"

Lin Hu said in a deep voice: "The court has come to the capital with a heavy crime. ”

The guards at the city gate present were all shocked and vigilant.

Lin Hu's eyes were shining, he glanced at the funeral procession, and said loudly: "The court has arrested felons with knives, and idle people will all retreat!"

After speaking, Lin Hu looked at the funeral people one by one, Lin Hu's face became more and more ugly, he found that Dao Wujian was not mixed in the funeral procession, Lin Hu was unwilling, his eyes fell on the coffin, and said, "Open." ”

As soon as these words came out, the funeral procession boiled, and Xiao Powan and a group of people wearing linen and filial piety immediately exclaimed: "Can't open it, you beasts, can't disturb the dead." ”

As he spoke, a group of people dressed in linen and filial piety protected the coffin in the middle, their faces covered with anger, and confronted the officers and soldiers.

Hai Dalu and Zhou Ping saw it from afar, the two walked over, Zhou Ping coughed, and said, "What nonsense, how can Dao Wujian be in the coffin?"

Lin Hu was not afraid of Zhou Ping at all, and said: "My lord, the sword is immaculate and powerful, what is it strange to be able to escape from the belly of Fanjing Mountain and hide in the coffin. ”

When Xiao Powan heard Zhou Ping say this, his heart moved, and he hurriedly knelt down in front of Zhou Ping, his face was full of tears, and he choked up: "This adult, please make the decision for the grass people, you can't open the coffin." ”

Hai Dalu knew that Dao Wujian was hiding in the carriage and would never appear in the coffin, so he couldn't help but sneer: "You are too high to think of Dao Wuji, he is not a god, he can hide in someone else's coffin." ”

Zhou Ping listened to Hai Dalu's words, couldn't help but comprehend, and sighed: "It's really a big shame to disturb the dead. ”

Lin Hu said in a deep voice: "The lowly position must be opened. ”

Zhou Ping said: "If the knife is not in it, what should it be?"

Lin Hu said: "I am willing to kowtow and make amends. ”

"In that case, let's open the museum. Zhou Ping said.

Xiao Powan's heart sank, his heart was full of sadness, and he said pitifully: "My lord, you can't open the museum, you can't open the museum, you group of beasts." ”

Lin Hu ate the scales and said, "Open the coffin!"

With Lin Hu's order, the master of Dongchang was like a tiger wolf, arrogantly pushed away the crowd of people wearing linen and filial piety, and after opening the coffin, Lin Hu looked inside, only to see an unrecognizable face appear in front of him, Lin Hu looked carefully, and was already sure that the person in front of him could never be a knife without dirt, and there was such a large space inside the coffin, except for a corpse, it was impossible for a person to hide in it.

Lin Hu's face turned ugly.

Zhou Ping saw that Lin Hu was deflated, and he was extremely proud in his heart, and said, "What's the matter, can there be a knife without dirt?"

Lin Hu was stunned, knelt on the ground with a plop, kowtowed to the coffin three times, then got up and left in embarrassment.

"Up!"

With a loud shout, the funeral procession continued to move forward.

Out of the city gate, came to a forest outside the west of the city, the funeral procession stopped, the little broken bowl took off the sackcloth on his body, and said proudly: "Finally come out." ”

Everyone opened the coffin with all hands and feet, lifted Zhu Hua's body inside, and then pulled out the quilt inside, revealing the bottom of the coffin, the small broken bowl leaned down, pressed at the bottom, the bottom of the coffin was cocked, and the wooden board was taken out.

Dao Wujian came out of the coffin, breathed a few breaths of fresh air in the forest, had an illusion of being in a different world, and said sincerely: "Thank you for your help, Dao is grateful, please accept the knife!"

After speaking, he bowed deeply to the people present.

A burly man said with a smile: "The knife boy is polite." ”

Xiao Powan pointed to the burly man and introduced: "Dao Gongzi, this is the helmsman of the northern rudder of our gang - Yang Ming, the "flat mine". ”

Dao Wujian said: "It turned out to be Lord Yang Helm, fortunately, fortunately." ”

Yang Ming said with a smile: "The knife boy is polite, Yang has been admiring the name of the knife boy for a long time, and when I saw it today, it really deserves its reputation." ”

Dao Wujian smiled, just a wry smile, glanced around, and said, "Why don't you see Zhang Chaifeng?"

Xiao Powan said: "Don't worry, Dao Gongzi has his own way to get out of the city." ”

Dao Wujian breathed a sigh of relief, and listened to the little broken bowl again: "Dao Gongzi, what are your plans?"

Dao Wujian was slightly stunned, his mood was suddenly in such a weather at that time, overcast and cloudy, Dao Wujian said: "I don't know where to go now." ”

Yang Ming said: "If Dao Gongzi doesn't dislike it, why don't you go to the cold house to stay for a few days, or you can wait for Brother Zhang by the way, how about it?"

The sword is all lost, and he has nowhere to go, and after a moment of silence, he said, "It's bothering." ”

Yang Ming was overjoyed and said, "Dao Gongzi, please!"

Hebei Python Shikou Town!

The location of the northern rudder of the beggar gang is only a few hours away from the capital, although it is a rudder of the beggar gang, but from the outside, it is just an ordinary wine shop.

If you are not a person in the rivers and lakes, you will never know that this small wine shop is a branch of the world-famous beggar gang, and Yang Ming, the "flat mine", is the owner of this wine shop.

It was almost night, Xiao Powan led Zhang Chaifeng and Li Qiang into the rudder, Dao Wujian was sitting on the stone steps in the backyard, his kung fu was gone, but his eyesight was still there, seeing Zhang Chaifeng and Li Qiang returning safely, Dao Wujian made a happy face, and said with a smile: "You are finally here." ”

Zhang Chaifeng couldn't laugh, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Dao, Black Fang and Tokugawa Sakurako didn't go to the agreed place. ”

(End of chapter)