Chapter 242 Face
“Huh...huh...”
Yue Heng fell into the carriage, his mouth wide open, and slept soundly.
Fu Qingzhou was sitting in the car with his arms folded. Tang Jiao was leaning next to him, taking off her disguise quickly.
"Big brother."
She lowered her voice vigilantly: "The driver of this carriage belongs to the Lan family. I am taking off my makeup in the car. Is that okay?"
Fu Qingzhou smiled: "Don't worry, the problem will be solved soon."< br>
Lan Hongjun did things neatly. He immediately sent money and a car, just to quickly send this guy Yue Heng out of Hengfeng City - anyway, you, Yue Heng, stayed here to save money, so I will send him. Your money, you are running around, don't affect me anymore.
Fu Qingzhou was also very straightforward and got into the car with Yue Heng on his back. Tang Jiao followed closely behind the car. After the carriage left the city, Fu Qingzhou greeted her through the window, and she got in. Got into the car.
"The problem will be solved in a moment?"
Tang Jiao scratched her head, then her eyes narrowed, she understood something, and whispered: "Big brother is saying that Mr. Lan will send people to kill us!"
"It's almost the same."< br>
Fu Qingzhou smiled and said: "The most important thing for disciples of this kind of family is face - just now in the city, he took care of face and pretended to be generous and let us go, but for the sake of face, he will not let guys like us. "Continue to exist."
"We all jumped on his face and laughed at him. If he let us go, where would his family's face go?"
As he spoke, the carriage rumbled forward. The scenery outside the window has indeed left Hengfeng City.
But the carriage didn't go far on the official road before it turned into a small road.
Fu Qingzhou winked at Tang Jiao: "Look, isn't it coming?"
Tang Jiao smiled: "Brother has a clever plan~"
Seeing the carriage going further and further into a dense forest, the two of them didn't care. They even took out the dry food from the bag and started to eat it. After all, they were busy at midnight last night and got up early in the morning, so they hadn't had breakfast yet. .
In the dense forest, the bumpy carriage became slower and slower, and finally stopped completely.
"Take good care of brother-in-law."
Fu Qingzhou smiled at Tang Jiao and got out of the carriage.
The coachman has disappeared, and I don’t know where he went. The shadows of the trees around him are swaying, the sun is shining, and the cicadas are chirping. But there is a chilling atmosphere in the wind, dew, and moist earth.
“This place is not bad.”
Fu Qingzhou stretched and jumped out of the carriage.
When Tang Jiao got into the car, she brought their luggage, which naturally included his weapons.
At this time, he was carrying a big bow on his back, a long knife on his waist, and a wave-cutting knife on his waist. How could he look like the ordinary person who was beaten violently in the city just now?
The solemn air in the dense forest condensed. It was probably because the ambush killer sensed something was wrong and fell into hesitation.
But just a moment later, Fu Qingzhou heard a very subtle low voice coming from the distance.
“Let it go!”
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
In an instant, there were dozens of piercing sounds in the air, and arrows whose trajectories were difficult to detect with the naked eye struck from the depths of the dense forest. Their numbers were countless!
Fu Qingzhou smiled.
"Since I came down from the mountain, no one has ever used a bow, arrow or hidden weapon against me - I haven't really tried the falling feather arrow trick I learned in the mountain!"
The next moment, he The hand is like an afterimage, the big bow has been removed from the back, and the strings are full in the hand.
The so-called falling feather arrow is to judge the trajectory of hidden weapons and arrows through signs such as sounds, wind currents, spiritual fluctuations, etc., and then shoot an arrow yourself to shoot it down.
This is not a particularly brilliant archery technique, but compared to directly crushing it with cultivation, archery technique can make this technique more accurate and wonderful.
Fu Qingzhou jumped up on the spot and spun around.
During this process, there were already a dozen arrows missing from his quiver.
The strings sounded like a zither playing rapidly, and the chirping of cicadas and birds in the forest stopped instantly due to the awe-inspiring atmosphere.
Boom boom boom boom!
A series of light and crisp sounds sounded. It was the arrows shot by Fu Qingzhou that accurately shattered every arrow that was shot towards the carriage!
But... it's not just that. The next moment, screams rang out around the dense forest, followed immediately by the sound of falling to the ground.
“Oops…”
Fu Qingzhou faintly heard someone commanding: "Hurry up!"
Soon, thin rustling footsteps could be heard around the forest. The footsteps were many and urgent, and they were approaching quickly.
Fu Qingzhou blinked, pulled up his bow, turned around slowly, aimed in a certain direction, and shot an arrow, ignoring the killers who were about to come to him.
The arrow shot through the air with a snap.
“Ugh!”
The man in charge let out a cry of pain in the distance.
Hearing the cry of pain, the killers seemed to hesitate for a moment.
Fu Qingzhou smiled and said loudly: "Stop! Look carefully at the place where I shot - every arrow, I penetrated your left forearm, deliberately avoiding the tendon!"< br>
“If I wanted to kill someone, you would have died long ago!”
His voice exploded like thunder, not only spreading very far, but also causing a young man on the top of a hill in the distance to panic. The man groaned and took three steps back.
The young man lowered his head and glanced at his left hand - the arrow had indeed penetrated the forearm of his left hand, but it had not damaged the muscles and bones. Apart from pain and bleeding, it did not affect his activities at all.
Looking at the surrounding archers who had just been shot down, they had already climbed up from the ground. Each one of them had been stabbed through the left forearm exactly like himself.
There was silence in the forest.
After a while, the young man shouted: "Who are you?!"
"I'm here, Fu Qingzhou."
Fu Qingzhou stood beside the carriage and said from a distance: "Disciple of Wuweiguan."
The young man frowned slightly, he... seemed to have never heard of this name.
“Haven’t you heard of it?”
Fu Qingzhou’s voice came over again, and he said with a smile: “It doesn’t matter, you are not a Jianghu person, so it’s normal that you don’t know. If you go back and ask around, you will definitely know. ——Master Lan sent you to kill me because he lost his face. Now, he doesn’t have to worry about it.” ”
"But now, the situation has changed."
"Yue Heng is not an ordinary unknown scholar. He is my brother, Fu Qingzhou, so he is also a friend of Wuweiguan. Although the Lan family is strong, they still have to face Wuweiguan. "Give me some face."
" Mr. Lan handled the little conflict well at the poetry meeting. When the man named Yan caused trouble, Mr. Lan even beat him up and compensated. Now I think about it. If you kill us, I can treat you as innocent. It is my attitude to only injure but not kill."
Fu Qingzhou narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "On normal days, if you wanted to kill people, I would not do this to you. Face—it’s just that I promised others to reconcile conflicts.”
“You’d better accept my suggestion.”
On the top of the hill, the young man lowered his head.
Silence, hesitation.
At this time, a middle-aged man slowly came up behind him, frowned and said: "Achen, you won't be frightened, right?"
"This person is in the fifth realm at most. Although the archery skills are exquisite, it is difficult to tell once someone gets close... How can we explain to the young master if we don't kill them?"
The young man known as Achen finally shook his head.
"No."
He whispered: "Let's go."
The middle-aged man glared: "You?!"
"Master, I'll explain it to you ." Achen covered the injury on his left hand and said lightly: "Let's go."
(End of this chapter)