Water Margin: I am Zhu Biao

"Um?"

Zhu Biao frowned slightly.

He was certainly not overflowing with righteous indignation, nor was he overflowing with a saintly heart; it was just that this man was quite extraordinary.

This man had handsome features, a heroic profile, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a very good appearance, but his eyes were slightly gloomy.

In addition, he is skilled in martial arts, and quite skilled at it.

Just now, with a casual flick of his hand, he sent the woman flying half a zhang away. Zhu Biao was far inferior to him in terms of sheer strength.

"What are you looking at? Are you trying to get yourself killed? Get lost!"

At this moment, the man suddenly turned his head, gave Zhu Biao a cold look, and cursed him without any politeness.

"Young Master?"

Su Fang refused to accept this. He narrowed his eyes and put his hands inside his clothes, like a little wolf.

How could a mere kid like him have never seen blood before, escaping from Yulin to Wuzhi alone for thousands of miles with people chasing him from behind?

This is also the point that Zhu Biao values ​​most about him.

He was skilled in martial arts and had seen blood, but he didn't go astray. He was still willing to make a living by begging, and was yelled at and beaten by his fellow beggars.

Zhu Biao turned around, pressed him down, and shook his head subtly:

"Let's go. We're barely able to protect ourselves right now; we can't afford to cause trouble."

"Yes."

Su Fang's eyes showed a hint of resentment, but she didn't persist and obediently followed him.

"Pinglang! You can't treat me like this! I've lost my virginity, and I've spent all my money trying to redeem myself. Now I have nowhere to go!"

At this moment, the woman struggled to her feet, staggered to the man's side, grabbed his leg, and cried out in a hoarse voice.

"Shut up!"

The woman's mouth was already bleeding. Fearing a fatal scene in the street, the man didn't dare to hit her harder, but instead whispered a rebuke:

"I am about to take up my post as the Military Commander of Dongping Prefecture, a promising future indeed. How can I possibly bring a woman of the night like you along?"

"Go back now, I will give it to you tomorrow."

Upon hearing the name Pinglang, Zhu Biao paused slightly, but ultimately continued on his way, and their voices faded from sight.

With his appearance and skills, the military commander of Dongping Prefecture, whose name is simply Ping, seems to be one of the future Liangshan bandits.

However, he is currently on the run and has no ability to meddle in other people's business, especially such matters involving lovesick men and women.

Nobody can figure it out.

Qinyang is strategically located between Hedong and Hexi, boasting abundant resources and thriving commerce, with night markets that don't close until the third watch of the night.

Although you can't buy warhorses of the current year at the mule and horse market, you can find second-rate racing horses and a few old and weak retired military horses.

Finally, Zhu Biao bought two old military horses.

"Young master, why buy these old horses that are injured and won't live more than a few years?"

After leading the horse out of the mule and horse market, Su Fang asked curiously.

"For the same price, we can buy a young and strong pony."

At this moment, he was holding a newly bought rabbit fur hat in his hands. His ears were red from the cold, but he was reluctant to wear it. Zhu Biao smiled and pulled it over to his head.

"Even the oldest warhorse is still a warhorse. Though weak, it is not afraid of battle or fighting. However~"

He paused slightly, glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye, and sighed helplessly.

"We're probably being watched again. Buying this horse wasn't going to be easy."

At this moment, by the fence surrounding the horse market, two men with tangled hair were pretending to talk, but their eyes kept glancing at Zhu Biao.

He was too tired. When he bought the horse, he barely negotiated the price and just casually pulled out several dozen taels of silver, which was a major taboo in the martial arts world.

Don't flaunt your wealth.

Two young strangers, carrying a large sum of money and not particularly shrewd, were easy prey for thieves and bandits.

"Don't look back, let's go back to the inn first."

Su Fang was about to turn around when Zhu Biao stopped him.

It was nearly midnight when they returned to the inn. Zhu Biao knocked on the sleepy innkeeper's door, showed him the horse betting contract, and after registering it, he could no longer stay awake and fell asleep immediately.

Nowadays, most inns have connections with both the legitimate and criminal worlds, providing insurance for large sums of money belonging to guests during their stay.

However, Su Fang was still worried.

After helping Zhu Biao take off his boots and covering him with a blanket, he slipped into the corridor, opened a small crack in the window, and kept a close eye on the stables in the backyard.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, a cry of surprise suddenly rang out in the front yard of the inn.

"Good heavens! Someone has died!"

call!

Zhu Biao suddenly sat up on the bed, his eyes gleaming, his hand already on his wrist.

"Young master, you're awake. Don't worry, all our horses are here."

As soon as I pushed open the door, Su Fangbian jogged over to greet me, her eyes bloodshot from lack of sleep, but a smile on her face.

This child is thoughtful and tries his best to demonstrate his value. Zhu Biao nodded and gently encouraged him:

"Su Fang, thank you for your hard work. Who's calling outside?"

Su Fang shook his head, bewildered:

"I don't know either. I was watching the backyard the whole time, and I ran over as soon as I heard the noise."

creak~

The door to the next room opened, and Zhu Wu, Ruyi, and Pang Qiutang peeked out one after another. After a good night's sleep, they were all full of energy.

"Third Brother, what's wrong? Who died?"

Pang Qiutang asked, rubbing her eyes.

"I don't know either. Let's go out and take a look."

Zhu Biao felt a heavy weight in his heart as he walked towards the outer room. He didn't care who had died; he was only worried that he would be held back.

The front gate of the inn was wide open, and many travelers had already gathered there.

A rope hung down from the gate, and a woman was hanging from it, her eyes bulging out, her dead body stiff and swaying in the wind.

"Isn't this the woman from last night? What happened to her?"

Su Fang blurted out, but Zhu Biao just sneered.

"Short-sighted?"

Although he was not from a criminal law background, he still noticed many clues.

The woman's neck was crooked, and her tongue was not sticking out, which did not match the appearance of someone who had hanged themselves. Even more absurdly, her feet were more than three feet off the ground, and there was nothing for her to stand on.

How to hang oneself?

This is clearly a case of someone strangling someone and then hanging it on the door. The murderer is probably that handsome beast, Dong Ping.

The thought had barely formed when Dong Ping, dressed in a brocade robe, strolled out of the main gate with his hands behind his back.

His gaze swept briefly over the woman who lay dead with her eyes wide open, before meeting Zhu Biao's eyes in an instant, his gaze as cold as a knife.

The warning is self-evident.

Zhu Biao felt an inexplicable anger surge to the top of his head. His eyes sharpened, and he glared back without flinching.

In an instant, it seemed as if a string of invisible sparks ignited in the air.

"Heh~"

After a long while, Dong Ping's lips curled into a smile.

He raised his hand, touched his throat meaningfully, raised an eyebrow at Zhu Biao, made a shushing gesture, and then turned and left.

"snort!"

Zhu Biao scoffed and quietly turned off the hidden arrow mechanism; just now, he had been contemplating killing.

If Dong Ping dares to court death, he will not hesitate to shed blood in public.

With six crossbows at a range of three zhang (approximately 10 meters), plus the archer Pang Qiutang flanking them, even if Lu Junyi came, he would surely perish.

"Third Brother, who is this guy? He seems to have ill intentions."

Pang Qiutang keenly sensed Dong Ping's malice, moved closer to Zhu Biao, and asked in a low voice.

"A murderer?"

Just then, the shopkeeper summoned the constables and coroner from the yamen. Pang Qiutang frowned and said awkwardly:

"Shall we report this to the authorities?"

"It's no use. That woman is a prostitute who has redeemed herself. Without a wronged party to pay her, those corrupt officials won't bother with her business."

He exhaled a breath of stale air and continued:

"Even if they were willing to intervene, he is the Military Commander of Dongping Prefecture, a seventh-rank military officer. They have no power over him."

Sure enough, the constable had either been informed of the situation by the shopkeeper or had been bribed and given a pass.

"He hanged himself and quickly removed his body."

He glanced at the woman briefly, made his judgment without even asking the coroner for an examination, and shouted at the onlookers:

"What's there to see? Everyone, disperse!"

Pang Qiutang's face turned red with anger.

"These parasites deserve to die, Third Brother, are we just going to let that beast go for nothing?"

Zhu Biao's eyes narrowed suddenly. He spotted the two thieves who had been stalking the horse market last night in the crowd. He couldn't help but chuckle, his words carrying a double meaning:

"Don't worry! We'll run into these demons and monsters sooner or later."

Just now, he clearly sensed Dong Ping's killing intent. Even if this guy didn't pursue them this time, they would definitely meet again at Liangshan in the future.

As for these ignorant thieves, if they dare to follow us out of the city...

Ha, he even dared to kill Gao Yanei, how could he be soft-hearted?

Leaving Qinyang City and continuing westward, the road gradually narrowed and the terrain became increasingly higher, leading us into the boundless Taihang Mountains.

High mountains and dense forests make it an ideal place to commit murder and destroy evidence.

"Huang Ji, Cong En, you two should familiarize yourselves with the horses as soon as possible and keep an eye on the rear."

"Su Fang, keep your speed down, just keep jogging, carefully avoid potholes, there's no need to rush to catch up with me."

Even now, Pang Qiutang and Zhu Wu are still using false identities. After making the arrangements, Zhu Biao spurred his horse and rode off first.

He wanted to pave the way himself.

Now, his squad has been upgraded from its old weapons to a much more advanced one.

Three riders and one cart, with dry rations, fodder, and complete weaponry, five people in total, four of whom were skilled fighters, and the last one was a living map user.

He is truly not afraid of Dong Ping, so what if he is a double-gun general?

He has a 70% chance of winning immediately, and a 90% chance if he loses!