Chapter 2 0002

Ten years have passed in a hurry, and that night in Wanliang's shop in Wanjia Building, there were five legs crowded together in a small and damp cowshed, with an oil lamp on a bamboo frame hanging in the corner of the dirt wall, and the small flames were burning. The smoke billowed upwards suddenly, forming a trail of smoke along the wall, like old dried moss; the light was dim and red, like the eyes of a gambler who stayed up late, and Zhao Anji's always stern face was bathed in it. There seems to be something gloomy in this light... "They used the sharp point to pierce the keyhole on my lute bone, and put on an iron chain as thick as a thumb!" Gloomy sparks burst out from under the shadow of his eyebrows, and he His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were filled with tears.laugh!With a sound, he tore off the gray earthen coat on his upper body. "Look, brother! See if I'm cheating or not?! Well, the scar is still here... I'm still human anyway, not... a horse monkey...you ask old man Peng...he was caught like this too. Turning his face away, the thin old man Peng's shadow is like a curled up caterpillar, nailing his sweat-soaked clothes to his flesh, and his ribs protrude from his chest. "My scars are just bigger, and it's often cloudy!" Then he laughed for no reason, spreading his tearful laughter in such a rough, damp, dim, salty smell air inside the shack.

"Can you blame us for being ruthless? Brother..." Zhao Anji's hoarse voice seemed to echo in the clouds: "At the beginning, I was walking on a bloody road. Except for cars and salt, everyone was unarmed. When I met Shui Kaer, I kowtowed and said Soft words, holding the white silver ocean with both hands, I just ask those men to show kindness and raise their hands... But if there is a way to survive, who is willing to risk their lives head-on?!... The handsome general gathered the sea salt and raised it The anti-smuggling team, if you catch us, you will be asked to die or hanged! Brothers, the death penalty is easy to bear, but the living crime is hard to bear. You have to go on a stick, sit on a tiger stool, and let you taste all 18 instruments of torture. Forced people to shed their blood to help gangs, buy guns and buy people, and do it when they come across. We are not robbers, we are people who exchange blood and sweat for our lives. If you want to talk about the king's law, we don't care, it's a general and a crab , no wonder we ran for our lives?! We have to give him justice."

At that time, I didn't seem to know that much. I only knew that a group of people in the Liuhe gang valued loyalty, and they all had a heart-to-heart fight with the people in the gang. After a trip, no matter who earns and who loses, they will all share it .Boss Luo, the leader of the Liuhe gang, is a powerful man. All the characters on the underworld on the land and water roads can climb up. The salt trucks often walk in the reeds. This barren road is the ground of Wanjialou and Wanjia. Brother Wan Shibao was still young at that time, and their old man Wan Jinbiao was in charge, with more than three hundred guns and blunderbuss. Jin Biao ignored his beard and nodded, that would not work; although Wanjialou also set up a false tax card, but Wan Jinbiao's father did not let those shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the government come down, and private salt helped them cross the border. Tax declaration will be done by Wanjia.For the Liuhe Gang, this is not only a favor, but also a grace of life.

The reeds are a vast pale sea. Looking at it, Guan Baye couldn't help but see his eyes wet-ten years ago, the brave Liuhe Gang was wiped out here.But it is also in this kind of weather that the condensed gray clouds are lower and can fall directly on people's eyebrows.I went out of Yangjiao Town early in the frost and cold, and did not see Wanjialou until dusk. The 20 salt trucks along the way were temporarily leaned under the seven willow trees in Dangnan under the greeting of Boss Luo. After everyone opened the plate, they took out green onions and When the pancakes come, have dinner with the warm tea in the teapot—Boss Luo has specially ordered that in the Wanjia Building, alcohol is not allowed. "Old man Peng, you and Guan Dongshan leave your sharp mouths behind and go into Wanjialou to pay homage to Mr. Wan, the juniors of the Liuhe gang, with a total of 27 heads, and stay at Wanjialou Weihouzhuang tonight, and the sun will come out tomorrow morning Get on the road! If the old man has any orders, we will do them!" The two of them had just picked up their words and started on the road, when they suddenly heard a strange neighing of a horse in the distance in the gust of wind.The skinny old man Peng was really clever, he tucked his jacket, rolled over and fell down, with one ear pressed to the ground and doing his listening.I stood there in a daze, and estimated that it was only half a mile away from the seven willow trees on the legs of the salt truck, and only two miles to the south was Wanjialou. Except for the wind and waves on the top of the reeds, it is difficult to hear any movement.A first walker is a first walker after all, isn't it?At that time, I still thought to myself, would the seven or eight horse teams of the anti-smuggling team in the county dare to step on the Liuhe gang all the way to steal salt on the ground of Wanjia? !Don't say that Wanjialou came forward to take care of things, just these twenty salt trucks and twenty desperate men, a group of cavalry may not be able to move them. "Get down and listen, brother." The old man Peng gritted his teeth and said, "Tonight, there will be a fierce fire to fight!"

"What did you hear?!" I was still standing there, and the old man who had eaten Peng tugged his legs and rolled into a shallow ditch.It’s so fast, the two of them just lay down together, there was a drum-like sound of horses’ hooves in the wind, and then, here and there, the shadows of the galloping horses rolled around, and they couldn’t tell the direction. , there was a roar of killing cries everywhere, carbine guns, short mouths, one after another, until the opponent's company (Yan Xiao's code words, referring to the continuous firing of Matisse's hand-held machine gun) Opening his mouth, he realized that it wasn’t a small group of local goods that came, (Yan Xiao’s code word, referring to the local anti-smuggling team.) It was the anti-private team from the Northland.Grit your teeth, beat the soil, people with empty hands will not be able to use all their strength in such a time, but when they think of the twenty or so good brothers who lived and died together in their nest, and think of Yi Zhong Boss Luo who is like a mountain, Zhao Anji who is forced to go to Liangshan...the faces engraved in the light mist of the oil lamp, thinking of them rushing to fire bombs next to the salt truck, and the upcoming massacre wielding thick-backed sabers , I felt that all the blood in my body poured into my eyes. "Let's go back. If we die, we will die in a pile, and if we want to be buried, we will bury them in a pit!" But old man Peng grabbed hold of his own neck. "You're crazy, my brother. If we want to be loyal, we should rush into the Wanjia Building and kneel down to ask Mr. Wan to come forward. Otherwise, it won't help if we both die. Maybe we who walk on the legs feel that our lives are expensive? Really, Beiyang Shuai In the eyes of the master, it is not as good as a few ants..."

The two of them ran along the ditch all the way into Wanjialou, where there were eight groups of drummers playing in the middle of the street, and the street was full of people in filial piety; the two never got to see Mr. It hit the black lacquered coffin with the four-jointed head that Mr. Wan was lying on.The gunshots were still ringing in the reeds, but the cries of the Wan family were even louder. After the death of the old man, the coffin was full, and it happened that he chose to go out to the south gate for the burial that night.Since I couldn't see Mr. Wan anymore, I hugged the young Wan Shibao and asked for help. Wan Shibao cried and beat his chest and became a fool. It was Wan Shiye who said: "Boss Luo of the Liuhe Gang is a friend of the Wan family. , it is said that if something happens to him on the ground of Wanjia, we should not stand still! But you two are unlucky, the father's funeral has already awakened tonight, how can the son of man throw his father's coffin on the street Go? Take the gun team to reach out to take care of things?!...To be honest, I’m afraid that the anti-private sector has already been settled. If we want to take this opportunity to swallow the Liuhe Gang, the front ranks of funerals in our Weizi have already gone down for about ten years. even if I can

Gather the gun team, Boss Luo's side... I'm afraid it will be over long ago. "" Resign to fate, boss! "I used to cry like that in the early years." Resign to your fate, boss! "Now I see the wild reeds fluttering with the wind, and the past events are still flashing in people's hallucinations. Even if Wanjialou can't save Boss Luo and a group of brothers from the Liuhe Gang, I and Old Man Peng still ask Brother Wanshibao Begging for two horses, two twenty-gun quick-action rifles worn by their brothers, and rushing back to Qikeliushu at night, unfortunately everything is over. A salt truck is still parked on the side of the road, and the horses in Heili I don't know how many corpses there are, and I feel that I often trip over the horseshoes. Only after dawn can I see the tragic scene clearly, and it will be engraved in people's hearts forever. Judging from the signs at the scene, there are always more than a hundred horses in the private sector. Two roads, bypassing the west side of the reed marsh, set up an ambush in a large area of ​​dense reeds, so the salt carts of the Liuhe Gang went all the way to Yangjiao Town, and there was no hoof print on the road. This move was ruthless and ruthless Spicy, one is to choose the mountain funeral of the old man Wan Jinbiao, and cut off the support of Boss Luo, and the other is to pick a move near the Wanjialou to attack those who are unprepared. If this is the case, twenty or so men from the Liuhe Gang will also die. The salt baskets of those salt trucks are all nailed with honeycomb-like bullet marks, and some places still have cracks cut by sabers, and white salt grains burst out from the seven vertical and horizontal knife marks; Eight corpses with missing arms and legs, chopped to bloody flesh, and some of them were still holding on to their dead guns. Boss Luo fell in the middle of the official road, his body pressed against the corpse of a horse soldier, There were three bullet holes side by side on his back, and his blue cloth coat was red with blood. His leather handle didn't even get into the chest of the horse soldier, and the horse soldier's foot was still caught in the stirrup. , the shot horse fell beside the two of them, and its belly was still twitching until dawn. There were three horse soldiers lying side by side beside the reeds behind the salt cart, and they all asked the people in the nest to open them up. , the internal organs were picked aside, the bloody holes were filled with white salt, and most of them were dyed purple. It was estimated that Zhao Anji was responsible for the meat tax, and Zhao Anji's corpse was half kneeling next to the internal organs of Datan He is still holding the blood-clotting sharp point in his right hand. He was killed by the thick-backed saber hitting the heavenly court. The saber was so hard that it not only split Zhao Anji's head in two, each hanging upside down on his shoulders, And it was deeply embedded in his chest. The man who stabbed Zhao Anji died even worse after he let go of the knife. When the horse galloped over the withered willow, a horizontal broken log hit his heart and pierced through his spine. On the bloody wooden tip, the man's heart was forced out and hung on the wooden tip. There were more corpses in the distance, and there were more than a dozen horse soldiers whose heads were all wounded on the head. Old man Peng guessed that this was all It was Boss Luo who did it. He squatted down and splashed the fire in the dark night, and could only see the head shaking on the horse from the dim light of the sky. Boss Luo's pistol was originally meant to be used for shooting. Shaking his head on the mule's back, he let out a long, silent breath, and the momentary illusion drifted away again, into the darkness in his heart. Since the fall of the Liuhe Gang, in the past ten years, I have been alone Chuang, on the road of rivers and lakes, has experienced

How many vicissitudes have you experienced? !Who would have expected that today, more than ten years later, the Liuhe Gang would be launched again?Go through the troubled road of Wanjialou again?Sixteen sounding salt carts followed the mule's hooves and pushed forward, and only Xiang Lao San was an old man of the Liuhe Gang.The other 15 leg-handlers were originally night owls alone. The bandits under Judge Zhu Si, who could not escape the disapproval of his relatives; among them, the second dwarf Shi Er also joined the Huai Gang in his early years. The arrest of the private sector caused both parties to suffer a fierce fire, and the Huai Gang broke up before the salt was transported to the field.

"Hey, I'm talking to the third brother," the second dwarf Shi's mouth was a little restless, and after pushing for a while, he found something to talk about: "When I was in the Huai Gang, I only heard that there was a double in the Liuhe Gang. Boss Gun Luo, have you never heard of this Ba Ye Guan?! Before I met Ba Ye, I always thought he was at least forty years old, but now he looks like he is at most 32 or 3 years old, even if he is in Beidao I think he has more than enough courage, but not enough strategy." "Short, you can't judge people!" The big bear had no room to answer the third child, so he interrupted: "People are messing around in the rivers and lakes. Everything depends on courage, integrity, benevolence and righteousness. Although Ba Ye is young, he is a good man who has had great experience, seen big scenes, and done big things. Salt carts, drinking bad wine, gambling small money, fighting ghost grandchildren, what else is there to mention?!"

"I told you earlier that Master Ba is not an ordinary person." Only then did Xiang Lao San say, "Yes, in terms of seniority, even my surname Xiang has been around a few years longer than Master Ba. I was in Liuhe back then. Help me with my leg, Guan Baye is just a stretcher. The Liuhe gang was wiped out in this wild reed, and there were only four people alive. I was shot in the left side. I retreated into the reed to save my life. Little Bodhisattva Lu from the ditch was detained alive and returned to the city. He was co-signed by the Chamber of Commerce and paid for his release. The other two were not so lucky. , Someone actually robbed the court, and that person is Guan Baye."