Seeing Liu Yan shaking the gun flower, Zhao Yuchen couldn't help but secretly regret that he shouldn't have handed him the gun. This young man had never practiced gun skills at all!

The gun that is a lifelong gun is the most difficult to practice. Zhao Yuchen has been playing with guns for half his life. Who is an expert can tell at the glance that even if he looks at it, he doesn’t look at this kid who is beautiful, but just because of his arm strength, he is not even in the right posture to hold the gun.

A big flag suddenly stood up behind the fat black man, and four big words were written on it, "The Envoy of the Altar" turned out that this guy really regarded himself as Zhu Bajie and came down to earth.

The Boxer Regiment practiced boxing. The leader was called the senior brother. They usually had the ability to summon gods. Whether it was historical figures or mythical figures, they could invite them as long as they could be called. The normal procedure was to raise incense tables, burn talismans, chant words, foam at the mouth, roll on the ground, and then sarcastically, change their tone, and speak like characters on the stage, such as Guan Erye, Qin Shubao, Sun Wukong, Erlang Shen, and all kinds of things. Only unexpectedly, they could not invite them.

Liu Yanzhi didn't know these rules. He was trained to defeat the enemy with one move, capture the thief and the king. Before "Zhu Bajie" could speak the scene, he took action.

"Look at the trick!" A silver light flashed, and the red tassel spear had already pierced the black fat man's throat.

Zhao Yuchen felt a flash in front of him. He couldn't see the young man's moves clearly. The speed of the gun was too fast. Not to mention the senior brother who deceived him, even he was not sure that he could block this amazing shot.

The gun tip of this gun was made of stainless steel and was extremely sharp. The tip of the gun cut off the big neck artery of the fat man's neck, and blood gushed out, and the red tassels that sucked blood became more bright. The poor "Zhu Bajie" trachea was also broken, and he couldn't say a word, and blood with bubbles gushed out of his mouth, his eyes were dissipated, and he seemed to be unable to do it.

Liu Yanzhi held the gun bar and pulled it back. He twisted the gun body, and the red tassels, which were filled with blood, splashed the blood on the faces of the people around him. Then the spear pierced into the chest of the fat man. The pierced force was used, and the tip of the gun was extended from the back.

"What are you going to do?" Zhao Yuchen was wiping the face on his face. When he saw Liu Yanzhi's actions, a premonition came to his mind.

He was right, Liu Yan was asking for a gun to pick Zhu Bajie.

The fat black man was fat and strong, with strong chest hair. His body weighed 200 pounds and could not even be carried by ordinary people. Not to mention picking with a gun, Liu Yanzhi could do it. He put all his strength into it. The gun body of the white wax rod was bent like a bow. As everyone exclaimed, the fat black man was picked up on the spot and landed three feet away.

Zhao Yuchen took a breath of cold air. This is indeed Zhao Yun’s rebirth!

The Boxers were all stunned. The elder brother was picked up by others without a move. It seems that Zhu Bajie could not beat Zhao Zilong. He thought with some brainstorms. The elder brother had not yet invited the gods to the top. You Zhao Zilong were already possessed. This was a victory, but how could you make sense at the moment? Zhao Zilong was angry. Even the 800,000 Cao troops killed seven in seven out, and he was still the 40-50-50 farmer who had a hoe?

Liu Yan turned around and threw the gun to Zhao Yuchen, thanked him, and then yelled at the boxers: "Get out of here!"

The boxers scattered, leaving only the senior brother with a muddy midgut pierced and rotten belly.

Liu Yanzhi didn't notice that there was a pair of watery eyes staring at him in the mule car.

This is the first time Miss Lin has seen a murderer. For a wealthy lady who is in the boudoir, she has never seen a killer before. It is said that she fainted from fear, but Miss Lin is interested in seeing her and her eyes are still more satisfying than watching the hall.

Miss Lin is the only daughter and raised as a boy since she was a child. Because her parents spoiled her, she not only did not bind her feet, but also hired a master to practice martial arts. Of course, she was just a fancy move and could not be treated as a real person. The lady loves reading books even more, except for various schools of thought, poetry, songs, and the full biography of Yue in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Journey to the West Stone Records, and the story of the West Chamber. The story of various stories are familiar. The girl’s favorite is not Jia Baoyu, Zhang Sheng, and Sun Wukong, but Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. She has a silver helmet, silver armor, and a silver spear. She has a face like powder, and a bee-waisted waist and ape’s arms. She is at the age of 17 or 18 when she suddenly saw the living Zhao Zilong. How could she not lose her composure?

The maid Xiao Cui's eyes rolled and she said with a wicked smile: "Miss, why not invite him to go with us, so that we can take care of you."

Miss Lin said angrily: "You are just troublesome."

The maid laughed and grew up together. She was a worm in the lady's belly. She knew everything about the lady and immediately said to the butler through the curtain.

The housekeeper Lao Lin also had this meaning. He was scared just now. The lady had a few things and it was not enough to lose his life. The ground of Ori River is not much more peaceful than Zhili. It is not enough to rely on Zhao Yuchen alone. It would be much safer to invite this hero to go together.

Since he had already hired Zhao Yuchen, a stunt master, and looking for someone to escort him, he was disrespectful to Mr. Zhao. After thinking for a moment, Lao Lin decided to ask Mr. Zhao for advice.

Zhao Yuchen had no objection. He was still thirty miles away from Jinjiang Mansion. He had walked over thousands of miles and had arrived at the doorstep. His contribution was beyond doubt. Finding a few accompanying people on the same road would not violate his dignity. Besides, he was quite interested in this young man. If possible, he would not mind taking one more disciple.

The butler politely revealed that he invited Liu Yanzhi and others to the city together. The crossing team naturally wanted to do so and agreed happily.

After Liu Yan killed the fat black man, Lei Meng and others looked at him in a different way. The feeling of killing people with a pistol is very different from killing people with a red tassel gun, especially when the other party has a large number of people, he will pick people up at a disagreement. What a huge nerve.

Lei Meng is the head of the time travel group. Before leaving, the Party Patriotic League repeatedly reminded him to kill less people, but Liu Yanzhi started killing him as soon as he landed. Isn’t this regarding rules as things?

"Xiao Liu, you can solve the problem without bloodshed, why did you kill him?" Lei Meng asked with some dissatisfaction.

Liu Yanzhi said: "Didn't you see the bandits hearing about the female relatives in the car, and their eyes were straightened? If I don't kill people and establish my authority, I will have to kill more people and use guns, which will be even more uncontrollable."

Lei Meng had to admit that Liu Yanzhi's approach was correct, but as the chief, he still raised his face and scolded him: "Say hello to me before you start next time."

"I understand." Liu Yanzhi disagreed.

Lei Meng looked at Zhou Jiarui on the stretcher, then looked at the mule cart, and opened his mouth and called the housekeeper.

"Do you want to carry Teacher Zhou into the car?" Liu Yanzhi guessed his intention.

"There are still fifteen kilometers left, and it's too hard to carry it." Lei Meng said, "Why don't you sit when you have a car? We have helped them a lot just now."

"There are all female relatives in the car, and men and women are not allowed to marry each other. Now it is the Guangxu period, not the 21st century." Liu Yan said straight.

Lei Meng curled his lips: "You have many reasons." Although he was unhappy, he still followed Liu Yanzhi's advice. They replaced Zhang Wenbo and Guo Yuhang and carried the stretcher to continue moving forward.

When the sun sets, a pavilion appears in the distance, with wormwood growing on the tiles standing alone on the roadside.

"This is the place where you see each other farewell," Liu Yanzhi said, with lush grass and setting sun shining in the west, his throat was itchy and he wanted to sing.

Miss Lin was drowsy in the mule cart and suddenly heard melodious singing.

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the fragrant grass is green and the sky is connected by the sky, the evening breeze blows the willows and the sound of the flute is gone, and the sunset mountains are outside the mountains..."

Miss Lin had never heard such a pleasant song before, so she couldn't help but become foolish. When she looked at the maid again, she was stunned when she was stunned.

"Xiao Cui, take paper and pen, grind ink, hurry!" The lady pushed her.

"When the ink is ground, the daylily will be cold." Xiao Cui said, "I want to remember the lyrics and find someone to go."

"Men and women have great defense, how can we just look for it?" Miss Lin said sadly.

Xiao Cui laughed: "Isn't it still me? I'll be a matchmaker and pass on your Hongyan's letters."

"Damn girl, let's talk nonsense again and tear your mouth." Miss Lin said angrily.

The maid stuck out her tongue and pointed to the snoring old mother. Miss Lin didn't dare to speak anymore.

Everyone had a short rest in the ten-mile long pavilion and continued to move forward. The closer they got to the provincial capital, the easier it was to walk on the road. The wide and straight dirt road was crushed by stone mills. Although it rained, it would not be muddy and difficult to walk on. There were more pedestrians on the road, and the outline of the city wall could be seen from afar.

We got home soon, and everyone was full of enthusiasm to travel, and they accelerated their pace. Finally, they arrived at the south gate of Jinjiang City. The urban development in the late Qing Dynasty had begun to take shape. There were large residential markets outside the south gate, with pedestrians and many vendors setting up stalls on the roadside. The scenery of the city was completely different from that of modern times, and Liu Yanzhi and others were not enough to see.

"It would be great if Teacher Zhou was awake." Lei Meng sighed, "He must be so excited."

Before closing the city gate, everyone finally entered the Anjiang City. The walls of the provincial capital were built in the Ming Dynasty. The blue bricks were mottled, and the cracks of the bricks were covered with weeds. Beside the two thick gates, there were ragged green camp soldiers standing, with knives hanging on waists and long spears. They all had dish-like faces, and they didn't look like soldiers, but like beggars.

After entering the city, the housekeeper said goodbye to them: "Hero, let's have a goodbye."

Liu Yanzhi bowed: "See you well."

The mule cart drove towards the prefect's office. Liu Yanzhi and others looked around, looking for the shadow of the inn, and they actually saw a big sign "Gaosheng Inn".

The four of them carried a stretcher into the inn. Lei Meng put his waist on the counter. He imitated the hero in the movie and said in a deep voice: "Shopkeeper, open two rooms."

Lei Meng was 1.85 meters tall. He was like a giant god in this era. He also carried weapons and satin. How could the shopkeeper dare to be negligent? He hurriedly ordered the waiter to open two upstairs rooms.

The room is open, everyone goes in and checks. It is antique and has a complete set of authentic Qing Dynasty rosewood furniture, but only a shelf bed.

"Who wants to get involved with whom?" Zhang Wenbo jokingly said.

"Take it for granted." Lei Meng scratched his head, "I thought it was a standard room, but I didn't expect it was a big bed room, so I would have two more rooms."

So he opened two more rooms and placed Teacher Zhou on the bed first. The waiter called hot water. Lei Meng took a towel to wipe the blood from Teacher Zhou's face and body, and discussed looking for a doctor to take a look.

"All Chinese medicine practitioners these days can't handle cerebral hemorrhage." Liu Yan said straight.

"Why go to have a meal first." Guo Yuhangdao, "Anyway, it's like this. Time travel is risky. Teacher Zhou must have signed a life-and-death agreement. We can't blame him if he dies."

"You go and have a meal, I'll guard him." Liu Yan said straight.

It’s not that he has feelings for Teacher Zhou or that he is full of responsibility, but that he thinks about his past, he has been in a coma for twenty years, and his mother has never given up. Although Zhou Jiarui has not been married, he still has his parents. For the sake of the old couple he has never met, he should do his best to save Zhou Jiarui’s life.
Chapter completed!