This morning, in Yunyang City, the escorts Zhao Feihu and Zhou Feiying were stunned as soon as they walked into the Huwei Escort Bureau. They saw the chief dart, Lin Zhennan, wearing breeches, holding a scimitar, and a cyan dart bag hanging over the wide red belt. The bag was filled with sharp three-bladed darts.

Could it be that Lin Dart took the heavy dart and wanted to escort it in person? But in recent days, except for a blood-stained beggar who came at midnight the day before yesterday, there was no rich merchant Jaden to hold the dart? In confusion, Lin Dart said: "Two brothers, this dart is going to Langzhong. The current war is chaotic, and this trip is tantamount to licking blood from the edge of the knife. Whoever doesn't want to follow me can quit by himself."

From Yunyang to Langzhong, it was a thousand miles away, and there was a nest of murderous bandits, the most vicious of which was a villain named Dao Ba Lai. Thinking of this, Zhao Feihu frowned with a black mole the size of a soybean grain, "As an escort, the word righteousness comes first, and our two brothers will go with you this time! But..."

Lin Daotou saw what Zhao Feihu wanted to ask, and immediately interrupted him: "Brother Zhao, there is only one thing I can tell you, the person who holds the dart is that beggar."

As to what was in the cargo box and how much silver it was worth, the escort had no right to ask. Zhao Feihu and Zhou Feiying did not say much more, and escorted the escort on the road. What was surprising was that the beggar came empty when he entered the door that day, and there were seven or eight more carts of goods together. One of the carts was also tied with wooden boxes, and the weight of the boxes was at least a hundred catties. It was difficult for so many goods to bypass Knife Scar Lai! The fact was that as soon as they left Yunyang City and walked to sunset, they saw more than a dozen Ding Zhuang bandits with black mud on their faces jumping out of the wild grass on both sides of the mountain road!

Lin Dart took the reins and said, "Lin Zhennan is in the Huwei Escort Bureau. I hope you can make it easy for your friends!"

"Stop talking nonsense! This uncle is in a good mood today, as long as money doesn't mean life. Ruoran raps, money and life are kept together!" As laughter rang out, a big man with a sturdy figure swayed forward.

What are you really afraid of, the one who blocked the way was the infamous Knife Scar Lai! Knife Scar Lai was born in the army, and was originally a hundred cavalry commanders under Zhang Fei, a fierce general of the Shu Kingdom. He was slashed by General Zhang as he fled, and the knife scar penetrated from the center of his eyebrows to the corner of his nose and mouth. After narrowly escaping death, he gathered a group of soldiers and became a mountain robber who was robbed by money and sex. At the moment, if you want to escape completely, you can only fight! Thinking of this, Lin Dart winked at Zhao and Tuesday, then waved his hand, and a sharp three-edged dart went straight to Knife Scar Lai's crumb heart, "Since you don't borrow the way, then I have to break through!"

This Scar Lai was not an idle person. In a panic, he fell upside down and dodged the fatal dart. At the same time, Zhao Feihu and Zhou Feiying also waved their knives and guns and rushed forward, chopping melons and cutting vegetables. Taking this opportunity, Lin Daotou hurriedly ordered the coachman to push the cart away.

"Grandma, how dare you sneak attack me? Kill me!" Scar Lai became angry and scolded fiercely. After all, there were many bandits, and after they fought their way out, except for the magic box, all seven or eight cars full of goods had fallen into the hands of Scar Lai.

The dart is in the person, and the dart dies. Even if the cargo owner holds a straw, he has to fight for his life to deliver it to the destination intact.

Zhao and Tuesday were about to go back to grab the dart when Lin Dart raised his head and pointed to the wooden box, saying in a deep voice, "The most important thing is, hurry up!"

I lost seven or eight carts of goods at once, why don't I want the head of the chief dart? Could it be that these goods are fake? Zhao and Tuesday were bored.

He packed his bags and turned around the mountain pass, and the Yuelai Inn, in which he often stayed, appeared in front of him. When he saw a guest coming, a young woman dressed in fancy clothes twisted her hips and swung her hips to welcome him. Lin Dao looked cold and asked alertly, "Who are you? Where's Boss Zhang?"

"Oh, so it's a regular customer! Boss Zhang made a lot of money and went back to his hometown, so the little girl is the proprietress of this store." The woman winked and chuckled. Lin Dagou thought for a while and asked for a room with a full shop. Entering the room and closing the door tightly, Zhou Feiying whispered, "Master Lin, I think this proprietress is not authentic."

Walking in the mountains and far away from the prostitute's shop, how could Lin Daotou not know this? He invited the two of them to whisper, the two nodded, and dug out the window. After a cup of tea, the two of them came back - the pit outside the store exuded a pungent stench, presumably the owner Zhang who opened the store earlier had been killed!

It was a black shop, so they couldn't live there. When they arrived, Lin Daotou immediately jumped out of the back window and quietly left the inn. After hurrying for less than two miles, they saw a raging fire burning in the direction of the inn.

"Master Lin, the owner is trying to make money and kill people, so he won't set fire to the house, right?" Zhao Feihu asked in confusion. Lin Daoshou was not at all happy and replied: "It should be Scar Lai and the boss lady who fought. Two brothers, tomorrow morning, I am afraid we will also be doomed!"

Since you entered the escort, your righteousness is higher than the sky. Even if you go up the mountain of knives and go down the sea of fire, our brothers will have to go through war with you!" Zhou Feiying said loudly. Lin Dao pondered slightly, took out the money bag from his arms, and sent the accompanying coachman away. Zhao Feihu scratched his head and pointed to the wooden box with worry, "This box is so heavy that the three of us can't be transported to the ground alone!"

"The road ahead is difficult, and there are thieves in the future. Even if the coachman is left behind, he can only give his life in vain." Lin Dart sighed and changed the topic: "To be honest, 15 years ago, I, Lin Zhennan, was a deputy general under General Zhang Yide, the prince of the western township. Because of the miasma in the long-distance march, I had to retreat to Yunyang and started the tiger escort with the silver taels presented by General Zhang. Who would have thought that General Zhang, who was shocked by the sound of Changban Slope, was poisoned by villains!"

Zhao and Zhou had only recently heard of Zhang Fei's murder. In order to avenge Guan Yu, Zhang Fei led his troops to attack Dongwu, and before leaving, he was assassinated by army generals Fan Jiang and Zhang Da. There were rumors that only people with strange bodies would not turn into evil spirits to seek revenge, so the two cut Zhang Fei's head off and took it to Dongwu. On the way, the two were afraid of being arrested, so they threw Zhang Fei's head into the surging river. However, what was Lin Dartou mentioning at this time? Zhao and Zhou opened their mouths to ask, but Lin Dartou patted the wooden box and said angrily, "The beggar who supported the dart was General Zhang's bodyguard. He chased Fan and Zhang, two thieves, to this place. Unfortunately, he was besieged by Dongwu's secret detectives and died of his injuries. Brothers, haven't you always wanted to know what's in the box? "

"What is it?"  Suddenly, a sinister laugh sneered into the eardrum: "No matter what it is, it's my father's!"

Lin Dart was not in a hurry. He leaned into Zhou Feiying's ear and exhorted him. Then, he unwrapped the package from his back and put it on Zhao Feihu's shoulder.

"Want to go? Unless you have wings!" Knife Scar Lai ordered the bandits to surround the three of them and became ruthless: "How dare you play with me even if you are just a few darts? The few carts of goods he threw down were all hay! You slipped away through the back window, caused me to burn the inn for nothing, and caught up with a few brothers! This time I see where you run!"

"Hmph! I want to see if you have the ability to keep me!" Lin Dart waved his knife at the bandits, "Flying Tiger Flying Eagle, hurry up!"

"Stop them, don't let any of them go!" Scar Lai shouted. Seeing the bandits rush in, Lin Dart stepped back into the wooden box and "clicked" the lid. When the lid was opened, the bandits were all stunned - it was golden gold!

Zhao Feihu and Zhou Feiying took the opportunity to break out of the siege and ran to the mountain forest. Knife Ba Lai was anxious and shouted angrily after hacking down a few mountain bandits: "The gold is mine! Get out of here, go and kill that old thing!"

"Brother, the gold is fake!" During the scramble, a bandit grabbed a piece and bit it, and broke his front teeth on the spot.

"Grandma, it's rubble brushed with gold oil!" Lin Dart laughed, wiped the fire rope suddenly, and threw it into the wooden box.

God! Under the gravel were cans of kerosene! The grass and gold were just bait, and the real dart was the package that Zhao Feihu took away. It was just that Knife Scar Lai would never have imagined that that dart was something he hated and feared! Turning to escape, Lin Dart hugged him tightly and threw himself into the wooden box.

Boom!

A few days later, in Yunyang City, a mythical legend quickly spread all over the streets and alleys: General Zhang's soul did not disperse, and he was a fisherman in his dream. The fisherman went to the river to salvage, and while picking up the head, he also caught a pot of gold. So the fisherman used the gold to build Zhang Fei Temple in Yunyang. According to the craftsman who built the temple, the fisherman looked very much like Zhou Feiying of the former Tiger Wei Escort Bureau. And in Langzhong, thousands of miles away, a Zhang Fei Temple was also built. Some people say that only the body of General Zhang was buried in the tomb. Buried in Langzhong, his head was buried in Yunyang, and across Shushan Mountain in the middle, Dongwu no longer had to worry that General Zhang would unite with his head and become an enemy in the next life, so he withdrew from the undercover scouts who searched for the head everywhere. The people all sighed and sighed: Good fortune tricked people, General Zhang went south and fought in the north, but in the end ended up in a tragic situation where his head was different! The tomb keeper with a black mole between his eyebrows laughed, but did not answer this statement.