The Wutong Temple outside the Sijiu City has been established since the end of the Ming Dynasty when Emperor Chongzhen was established. At first, there was a good time for the incense to flourish in more than ten years. But I don’t know which gods and people this Wutong Temple has provoked, but it has become deserted overnight for some reason.&1t;/p>

After getting the banner of the Qing Dynasty, the last temple in Wutong Temple was about to waste time with him, and he was afraid that he would starve to death. So he quietly sold the Wutong Temple and even took two temple doors that were leaking through the air and split them with an axe and sold firewood. Then he packed up the little property he had obtained and left.&1t;/p>

Wutong Temple, which is already very dilapidated, has naturally become a rat, rabbit's nest, snake and ant's house. On weekdays, I pass by the temple entrance in broad daylight, and glance at the vague and color-deep Five Tong God in the black cave hall, and the brave ones feel a sense of cold air coming out of the bones, and the weak blood even feels that the Tianling cover is extremely cold. They all tightened their feet and moved forward two steps, and then let out a long sigh, saying to themselves - I am so afraid that I have bumped into some Mao Shen, why is the sun and Tianer feels cold in my heart?&1t;/p>

Since these Wutong Temples are all a land that makes people feel scared when they look at them, ordinary people will naturally not go to this land in the middle of the night to train their courage. I guess there are actually a few people in the iron guns who roughly understand the situation around Sijiu City. After the group of people gathered together, they chose this rarely visited Wutong Temple as a place for overnight stays.&1t;/p>

He used the big blade to cut some dead branches as firewood, and used the iron pots brought by the people who were supporting him to store water in the water bag, and made some muddy porridge with the dry food he carried with him, so he filled his stomach with ease. He used the fire to burn the heads of several iron guns and sprinkled the small wounds with yellow water. Xiao Jiuer led a few stable men in the iron gun, and took him to do it himself. It was almost an hour before he could calm down.&1t;/p>

Smelling the burnt smell of skin and flesh in the hall that was airtight, looking at the injured Ding Huo who was trembling with pain, but still said nothing, Xiao Jiuer couldn't help but punch the broken bluestone tiles in the hall!&1t;/p>

——Even if the wounded medicine that Ding Huo was carrying with his iron spear, he would have no choice but to hold the wound with yellow water! If he didn't take any harsh measures to treat the wound, he would probably have to lie down in the hall tomorrow morning?&1t;/p>

Now, I can only use this dead horse to make a living...&1t;/p>

Seeing Xiao Jiuer's eyes twitching in anger, Old Xu put half a bowl of mud porridge from the iron pot, and handed the mud porridge to Xiao Jiuer with both hands. While covering the action of delivering the mud porridge, he said softly to Xiao Jiuer: "The palm-handle, those valuable things have been packed! Just fifty steps westward in the land where we just rested, under a dead locust tree among the three old elm trees! I left a mark on the dead locust tree, it was red..."&1t;/p>

Before he could finish his words, a crisp gunshot suddenly came from the place that was 40 or 50 steps in front of Wutong Temple! Before Xiao Jiuer could come to his senses, a shout that almost broke his throat suddenly sounded: "Crash the kiln..."&1t;/p>

I heard the scream that was torn to pieces before I could finish a complete sentence. Xiao Jiuer knocked Lao Xu away and sent the porridge bowl in front of her, shouting at the top of her voice: "A enemy came to the door to hit the kiln, brothers are searching the guys and greeting me!"&1t;/p>

As soon as he finished speaking, all the iron spears and squatted down in the Wutong Temple hall, stared at the main hall of the Wutong Temple and glanced at the movement around him.&1t;/p>

Outside the wall of Wutong Temple, two gunshots and several screams sounded again. Without a moment, a hunched shadow had already stumbled into the Wutong Temple gate, which had no gate. As soon as he stepped past the threshold with a knee-high foot, the hunched shadow suddenly fell to the ground, struggling and howling: "The palm is wrapped around the outside... all are people..."&1t;/p>

There was no need for Xiao Jiuer to speak. The two and a half-squatted iron guns, Ding Huo, who had been squatting at the entrance of Wutong Temple, had already reached the side of the black shadow who fell to the ground, and dragged his companion to the hall where the bonfire had been extinguished. With the slightest light coming in from the window where there was no window fan at all, Xiao Jiuer saw the iron gunsman who were lying on the ground, almost letting someone open half of his face with a knife!&1t;/p>

Ding Huo was gasping heavily, and asked someone to use a small slag to open two holes on his waist. He saw that he was already venting more and inhaling less, but he still struggled to shout at Xiao Jiuer's neck: "The one with the palm... is wrapped around us... is a soldier..."&1t;/p>

He grabbed the iron spear and Ding Huo's clothes on his chest. Xiao Jiuer widened his eyes and asked anxiously: "Are you looking at it wrong? Is he a soldier?"&1t;/p>

He nodded and asked Xiao Jiuer to grab the iron spear on the collar of the clothes on his chest, Ding Huo's eyes were even dissipated, but he kept muttering: "It's a soldier... wearing a Kan official shirt... it's a soldier..."&1t;/p>

Sceptically let go of the iron spear slings that were gradually lost, Ding Huo's chest and clothes, Xiao Jiuer suddenly turned her hand and pulled out a six-wheeled pistol from behind her waist, and rushed to the broken courtyard wall of Wutong Temple in three steps and two steps. She slightly exposed her eyes from behind the courtyard wall and looked at the figures that were already vaguely visible in the darkness. She shouted loudly at the figures that were vaguely visible in the vague and shouted: "Where did you come to hit my iron spear sling..."&1t;/p>

Before Xiao Jiuer could finish shouting about the words on the road in the world on weekdays, several gunshots sounded from outside the walls of Wutong Temple. I don’t know if the figures who surrounded Wutong Temple in the dark were really officers and soldiers. The guns were very fast, but the guns were all shot to no avail. A bullet hit the roof of Wutong Temple, knocking the already broken green tiles on the roof of Wutong Temple so that they could fly.&1t;/p>

He suddenly shrank his neck, and the hairs on Xiao Jiuer's neck stood up in this moment!&1t;/p>

After robbing on the foreign business road for many years, Xiao Jiuer can be regarded as a very knowledgeable person in the iron gun. Some people who have high capital and many guards use long and short guns and hard fire. Xiao Jiuer is also accustomed to the superiors. When he hears the gunshot in his ears, he can tell what the guard's house is.&1t;/p>

Just now, you will know that it was the gunshot made by Hanyang at first sight. The figures who could attach Yishui'er's family to the surroundings of Sijiu City may not have anyone else except the military and police in Sijiu City. What's more, ordinary caravan guards and hard fire houses in the hands of swordsmen were collected from the hands of the defeated soldiers with real money. On weekdays, they only used a sign of a fool. They were willing to hold the fire and listen to the sound when they had no choice but to have such a prodigal move. They didn't even see where the figures of the opponent were. So they would be brave enough to fire?!&1t;/p>

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Jiuer simply buried her head behind the broken wall, and shouted loudly: "Which official is there outside? Iron Guns are beaten by the Sijiu City, and I couldn't pay my respects to the dock in person. I invited Antai. It was because I was not well-polite! The man on the outside really blamed me, so I had to have an opportunity to make up for it, right? I also asked the man outside to open a golden mouth and say that the mountains and rivers are high and the waters are low, the length and size of the favors?!"&1t;/p>

He shouted the clichés about the Jianghu scene, but Xiao Jiuer repeatedly gestured to the iron guns and squatted around him, calling them all to him. After shouting a cliché, he kept his voice and said to the gathered iron guns and squatted, "I'm afraid this is rare to be good today. I will divide the people into two groups later. The seriously injured brothers first hit the temple door and knocked out the outside. No one is allowed to turn back as far as they can! The rest of the people follow me and fight from the back of the temple!"&1t;/p>

Listening to Xiao Jiuer's order, the old Xu head who had just approached Xiao Jiuer whispered to Xiao Jiuer, "Palm-handle, we don't know which person is outside! If I can fool this...Palm-handle, if so many brothers have been lost in this transaction, I'm afraid that after going back to the kiln..."&1t;/p>

He pointed the revolver in his hand at the outside of the courtyard wall. Xiao Jiuer interrupted Lao Xu's words with a voice: "The person outside must be the man Duan in Sijiu City! Otherwise, there would be no one near Sijiu City that could have so many long guns and hard fire! Listen to me, the brothers who bumped out went straight to the big car shop fifty miles outside Sijiu City..."&1t;/p>

Before Xiao Jiuer could finish his words, from the darkness outside Wutong Temple, a gong-like shout suddenly came: "There is an ambush..."&1t;/p>

When the shouts started, I didn't know what happened to the military policemen who were holding guns and fires outside Wutong Temple. Several guns and fires actually started to fight in the direction outside Wutong Temple. After a few guns and fires, several howling screams sounded like ghosts and wolves, and they also rang in the darkness a little further: "Damn... but they hit me..."&1t;/p>

"It's a tough guy! I'll avoid it first...Oh..."&1t;/p>

"Who dares to be slim at this moment? Sai Ye, I don't recognize anyone in my house!"&1t;/p>

Listening to the chaos of movements coming from the darkness outside the Wutong Temple, Xiao Jiuer suddenly reached out and grabbed the head of Lao Xu who was squatting in front of him: "Listen to the movement outside, I'm afraid there is another group of people hitting the formation of the military and police! Taking advantage of this stall, please call on your brothers to break out with force!"&1t;/p>

A little stunned, Old Xu asked Xiao Jiuer anxiously: "Where are you, where are we going to break into?"&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!