Handbook for Avoiding the Court

In the early morning of the next day, Master Cheng Ye had just opened his eyes, and before he had time to see the scenery outside the window, he was half dragged and half dragged by Fang Ji to the side courtyard.

Master Cheng Ye glanced at Mo Jin who was unconscious on the bed, raised his hand to cut his pulse, and after a long while, he paused and said, "Prepare for the funeral."

Hearing this, Fang Ji staggered and fell to the ground like five thunderbolts, but in a moment, he knocked his head hard on the ground, choked up and said, "Master, save him!"

Maybe it was because Fang Ji made a big move just now, Fang Ji's collar parted, revealing a few scratches and some ambiguous traces, Master Cheng Ye suddenly realized.

"You traitor!" Master Cheng Ye pointed at Fang Ji with trembling fingers, with an expression of hating iron but not steel, then he threw up his sleeve helplessly and sighed: "Is this the important person you asked to save for Master, disciple?" Son, you...how can you be worthy of your grandfather!"

"I have figured it out. Whoever wants this country can take it. I just want to spend the rest of my life with him in peace. Master, I beg you to save him!"

"You are a descendant of the Meng family, a descendant of the previous king, and a royal family. How can you waste everything because of a man?" Master Cheng Ye said angrily: "In that case, I will send you to see your grandfather as a teacher. Explain to him!"

Master Cheng Ye slashed down with his palm, but after all, he failed to hit Fang Ji's chest. Although it seemed that it fell heavily on Fang Ji's chest, he received half of the force. Fang Ji was still in pain, trembling all over, and the corners of his lips twitched: "But Disciple is also a descendant of the emperor of the Jokhang Kingdom... Disciple... Disciple can take as many slaps as Master can save him, if you can't save him, please take disciple away together."

As soon as these words came out, both of them were silent, and the room was quiet.

After a long time, Master Cheng Ye squeezed out a few words from his throat with a complicated expression: "Disciple, Master, just... save him!"

With tears in his eyes, Fang Jixiao kowtowed excitedly to Master Cheng Ye until he was kicked out of the door by Master Cheng Ye.

At sunset, the setting sun is still bleak and beautiful, and a full moon has already lightly climbed the top of the mountain, and the surrounding area is lonely.

Master Cheng Ye stepped out of the room covered in sweat, Fang Ji rushed in, but was dragged out by Master Cheng Ye.

"Master, how is he...?"

Master Cheng Ye looked at Fang Ji's anxious look, and sighed, "No problem."

Before Fang Ji could react, Master Cheng Ye suddenly shook and fell to the ground.

"Master!" Fang Ji helped Master Cheng Ye up, as if realizing something, a line of defense in his heart collapsed, and veins appeared on his forehead.

"Back then, it was my grandson Anfei who alienated the relationship between Emperor Wu and the prince. The family of King Cheng was confiscated and his family was wiped out, and more than 200 people were killed... The little prince was left alone to escape to Spirit Snake Island, and our family was also wiped out later. After leaving the door, evil will be rewarded with evil. Master has a sense of guilt. Master is happy outside all the year round. He never feels that he...has any responsibility... My grandson later caused your Meng family to change hands. It was master who ended it If you leave him, master... dare not tell this secret... shameless..."

Master Cheng Ye raised his finger and pointed to the room, his dark eyes suddenly lit up, his lips parted and opened, and he murmured: "So he is a descendant of King Cheng... Master paid off, left... left... ..."

"Master!" A shrill cry pierced the sky, and everyone rushed in one after another. No one dared to go forward, but kept silent until Fang Ji carried people out of the courtyard, and then everyone started to get busy.

The red lanterns were replaced by white lanterns, the jubilant red silk was replaced by white curtains, and all the people in the Simu Garden were dressed in mourning.

The fallen flowers flew all over the garden, the cold wind swirled around the courtyard, the pale moonlight shone in from the window lattice, and the candle flames in the mourning hall were dimly shadowed.

Fang Ji dismissed everyone and knelt in front of the hall alone, facing the dark wooden coffin while burning paper money and said: "Master, it was my apprentice who killed you."

"Master, it's the disciple who has selfish motives."

"Master, it is the disciple who failed your expectations."

"Master, get up and scold me and beat me..."

"Master..."

A person entered the hall, dressed in spring cold, slowly knelt down in front of the coffin, without saying a word, just kowtowed three times reverently.

Fang Ji lowered his eyes, and from the corner of his eyes, he saw a piece of azure clothes, and said softly in a hoarse voice: "It's cold in the middle of the night, go back to the room and have a good rest."

Mo Jin felt a stabbing pain in his heart, and a look of sadness flashed across his face. He wanted to speak, but he didn't say anything.

He didn't know what to say, because no matter what he said, Master Cheng Ye would die for him, and whatever he said would be guilt...

Seeing that Mo Jin was unmoved, Fang Ji was worried that he was recovering from a serious illness, so he got up and dragged him back to the courtyard, saying, "Although the courtyard is quiet, it's getting colder after all, you move to... "

"I'll keep watch with you, don't drive me away." Mo Jin interrupted Fang Ji's words and said sincerely.

"You said, you will always listen to me in the future, just listen to me once." Mo Jin said again.

Fang Ji's heart suffocated, yes, he listened to Mo Jin for everything, this was the first time he let himself listen to him.

How can you break your promise.

"I'm worried about your body..." Fang Ji let go, restraining his emotions.

"The descendants of Spirit Snake Valley have soaked in medicinal baths for many years, and their body's self-healing ability is much stronger than that of ordinary people." Mo Jin picked up the paper money on the ground and threw them into the copper basin one by one. The flames quickly licked up, and the paper money instantly That room was reduced to ashes.

"Let me be filial."

Fang Ji stopped talking, and Mo Jin didn't make a sound. The two knelt silently, as if they were in the same heart, each understood, and held each other's hand tightly.

In the middle of the night, a few jackdaws flew from nowhere, and stopped under the eaves of the corridor, calling non-stop.

Mo Jin was too weak in the end, and fell asleep leaning on Fang Ji's shoulder. Fang Ji finally felt the temperature of his body, which was different from the coldness of the past.

"Master, thank you, disciple..."

"Master, a large number of people are attacking us!" Falcon reported in front of the hall.

"Who?" Fang Ji asked coldly.

"Master Qi, it's Zhou Zhi..." Falcon paused, and continued: "There are still officers and soldiers. There are about 3000 people in total. Young Master, let's evacuate quickly. They will arrive in just one stick of incense..."

"How to evacuate, where to evacuate, there is no king in the world, that person finally no longer hides and no longer uses dark methods, what should come will always come, you order to go down, take my master's coffin and servants Go first, and the rest will hold them back with me!"

"My lord, you go first, we can drag it." Falcon was a little worried, if something happened to the young master, they wouldn't be able to do business in front of the prince, and they would be dead. Besides, more than 500 people against 3000 people, this is tantamount to eggs Hitting a rock is a blessing in disguise.

"Fang Lai!" Fang Ji shouted loudly.

Fang Lai was waiting outside the door, and when he heard Fang Ji's call, he hurried in.

"I'll entrust Ah Jin to you, you take him to retreat with everyone, hurry up!" After saying that, Fang Ji touched Mo Jin's acupoints.

"Young master..." Fang Lai supported Mo Jin, with a mournful face, he said, "Young master, you should withdraw too!"

"Get out! If you delay any longer, we will die together!" Fang Ji's face was serious, with a murderous look on his brows.

Not long after, everyone retreated to the back mountain. Fang Ji stood at the gate of the garden holding the black iron sword that Mo Jin had personally cast for him. .

More than 500 falcons blocked the door, orderly, majestic and heroic.

Zhou Zhi led Xiao Yuan and seven or eight hundred people from the rivers and lakes to the front of the team, followed by a long team of officers and soldiers. Sure enough, there were more than [-] people. The mighty team broke into this peaceful and peaceful place aggressively.

Zhou Zhi saw Fang Ji's white clothes that were better than snow from afar, and couldn't help feeling afraid, and stopped his horse early.

Fang Ji whistled at Zhou Zhi in the distance, with a sneering look on his face: "Master Zhou, this junior just owes you a beauty, and your posture looks like a bandit. Such a big battle, could it be that... that day when this junior bumped into you?" Ruined your good night..."

"Shut up!" Zhou Zhi was ashamed and hated, how could such a thing be said, with so many people looking at it, he wanted this face after all.

Fang Ji's face was full of sarcasm, he was just a clown, but he acted like a tiger, and he knew that he should have killed him with a knife!

"Fang, hand over the person who killed my child that night, and I'll keep your whole body!" Xiao Yuan urged the horse to take a few steps forward. Fang Ji saw the moles on his face, and said no out of disgust.

"Young master, my subordinates have checked, and the Jianghu people behind them all have double pocket knives in their hands." Qi Jiu leaned forward and reported softly.

"They are all the dog emperor's people." Fang Ji's face was cold, and he knew in his heart that the person who had been chasing and killing him was only the emperor who was hiding in the deep palace. Now he is no longer hiding. The plan to break with King Ming completely, could it be that his mother's plan has been discovered.

"Master, we don't have to risk our lives for a while. Our subordinates have checked that they came prepared. Not only are they fully equipped, but they are all Lianjiazi. The more than 2000 officers and soldiers are all wearing armor and holding pistols. If they are strong Fight, we will be defeated, we only need to deal with them and delay for some time before we can retreat."

"Why didn't you realize it until they traveled less than ten miles?"

"Young master, this subordinate has neglected his duties, he indulged a bit last night, and everyone was drunk..." Qi Jiu lowered her head, blaming herself very much.

"That's all..." Fang Ji waved his hand.In the final analysis, it is also my own fault. If I have to talk about responsibility, I also have it. Besides, it is inconvenient to hurt my own people in front of the enemy: "You have to live well for me, and I have to let the prince punish you for negligence of duty!"

"Have you finished chatting?" the leader of the officers and soldiers shouted impatiently, holding a long sword in his hand.

"Fire arrows!"

Before Fang Ji and the others could react, the leader of the officers and soldiers waved his hand, and Xiao Yuan retreated quickly when he heard the sound, and rows of swords rained down, and the sound of Gong Xuan was endless.

Fang Ji was startled secretly, and led the crowd back to the Simu Garden, blocking the gate.

Countless arrows pierced the gate densely in an instant, some of the arrows shot into the garden, and were all knocked down by the crowd.

"Change the arrows!" The leader of the officers and soldiers raised their long swords high, full of momentum, and a row of archers quickly replaced the arrows covered with kerosene.

"Let go!" With an order, rows of arrows bearing the power of fire whizzed towards, where the arrows landed, flames rose quickly, and after a while, the garden was full of fire arrows!Bright flames illuminated one side of the sky.

"Master, let's retreat!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Qi Jiu quickly supported Fang Ji and prepared to retreat.

"No! They don't know martial arts, and they will be caught up soon!" Fang Ji raised his hand to block his forehead, and his face hurt from the blazing fire.

"Young master, we have no choice right now. If we go out, we will definitely die. They came prepared. We can't control those who can't escape. We must abandon them..."

"Shut up! Everyone's life is life!" Fang Ji shouted at Qijiu: "I'll block it for a while!"

"Young master!" Qi Jiu turned pale with shock, and was about to raise her hand to stop him, but Fang Ji used Apparatus, and she couldn't touch half of his clothes.

Fang Ji flashed in front of the row of archers like a ghost, his long sword was unsheathed, and the cold light was shining. Wherever he went, there were screams, his head hit the ground, and blood gushed out.

Zhou Zhi was frightened, and hurriedly rode his horse to hide behind the officers and soldiers. He had seen Fang Ji's strength before, but it was only half a month old, and he was getting better and better.

When Qijiu saw that the fire arrows gradually stopped, he knew that Fang Ji had succeeded. He opened the gate of the garden, and all the falcons swarmed out, covering the sky and covering the sky. At this moment, the originally quiet mountain forest was full of flames, swords intersecting, hissing and breaking the wind, like a tiger howling dragon chant.

No matter how brave the Falcon is, he is no match for the crowd tactics after all, and the opponent is obviously no idiot. The Jianghu people headed by Xiao Yuan are all good players, and they are extremely proficient in double-handed swords. The fierce battle took less than half an hour, and Fang Ji was startled. Our own side is in a declining situation, if we don't withdraw, the whole army may be wiped out.

Fang Ji stepped lightly, jumped up the tree, raised his hand to wipe off the blood on his face, and then ordered everyone to retreat quickly.

The rest of the falcons defended and retreated. After a while, they retreated to the main hall, and Qijiu protected Fang Jiduan.

How could Zhou Zhi and others give up? In this short half an hour, judging from the casualties of both sides, it was obvious that our side had suffered a big loss. Fang Ji alone had killed more than 100 of them. The corpses on the ground, and most of them are his own people, can't help but become angry from embarrassment.

"Fire gun!"

With this order, Xiao Yuan and Zhou Zhi were dumbfounded. They thought that there was no need for such a big battle, but they never thought that the old emperor was so determined to kill Fang Ji and his party that he even used the firecrackers!

"It's cruel enough, I thought this firecracker was just brought here to bluff people, and I never thought it would be a real guy." Xiao Yuan whispered in Zhou Zhi's ear.

"Anyway, it won't hurt us, let's just sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight." Zhou Zhi stroked his beard and looked like he was watching the show.

In the main hall, the falcons are resting, checking and treating the wounded.

"Master, let's go through the back door, we can retreat to the back mountain. There is a long and narrow path in the back mountain. Even if we are overtaken, it will be beneficial to us. It is a good place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack." Qi Jiu gently touched Fang Ji's wound After bandaging, he immediately ordered the falcons to break out and retreat through the back door.

Suddenly there was a clamor outside the door.

"Come out and die, we can keep your whole body, otherwise..."

This is Zhou Zhi's voice, laziness and complacency.

"Little man..." Fang Ji laughed.

Before the words fell, there was a loud noise, and the whole mountain seemed to tremble.

"Damn it! It's a firecracker!" Qi Jiu was startled, her expression changed drastically, and she immediately led everyone to evacuate.

As soon as the back door was opened, there were several more gunshots, blowing up the plum trees, walls, tiles, and mud mixed with the garden, and splashing in all directions.

"Master, we can't get out! We're surrounded!" A falcon was covered in blood. As soon as he spoke, he was sent flying several meters away by the artillery fire. Everyone prostrated themselves on the ground, and the lights in the garden were blown out. Only the bleak moonlight accompanied by the flames flooded the sky, illuminating the dying people.

The author has something to say:

something happened at home,

It's been a busy couple of days.

Get up in the middle of the night to update a chapter.

It was set at nine o'clock in the morning.

Baldness, headache.