Chapter 4 Yanmen Inn (Part )

Lietu's sudden intrusion made Xunzhen and his companions very nervous. Abaolu obliquely blocked Lietu's sight by standing in front of the "monk". Qin Wei, who was sitting in the corner, quietly took action to stop his companions who were about to draw their swords in case of an emergency. He shook his head slowly with a solemn expression, meaning "wait and see what happens".

Lietu did not get any response to his first inquiry, and the inn remained silent. Seeing this, Lietu could not help but snort coldly, raised his voice again, and asked: "I'll ask you again, have you seen this person?"

"Sir, we have never seen this person before."

Xunzhen hesitated for a while, and decided to speak first. Before Lietu could reply, Xunzhen continued to ask, "Did the general come from Yanmen Pass?"

Lie Tu frowned upon hearing this, and his cloudy eyes looked straight at Xun Zhen. Seeing her extraordinary appearance, he was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "So what?"

"Oh, nothing. We just plan to leave the pass later, but I don't know if the thick fog in Yanmen Pass has dissipated." Xunzhen was neither happy nor angry, and he ignored Lietu's malicious eyes.

"Even if we disperse, you can't leave the pass today." Lie Tu said, "Before you find the person in the painting, you can only enter Yanmen Pass, not leave!"

As he spoke, Lietu slowly put away the wanted poster in his hand and strode towards Xunzhen with his soldiers. At the same time, Abaolu and a dozen Westerners sitting around, seeing that the situation was not good, reached for the swords in their bags, and stared at Lietu who was approaching Xunzhen with cold eyes.

Lietu looked at the group of Western Region people with disdain, and walked straight to Xunzhen, asking with a smile: "Who are you? Why do you want to leave the border?"

"Sir, we are doing business." Abaolu replied in a low voice without any expression.

"Bullshit!" Lietu seemed quite dissatisfied with Abaolu's interruption and scolded, "You come here and say you are doing business, but how much business can you do in this world?"

After being refuted by Lietu, Abaolu's face changed color, as if he was trying hard to suppress the anger in his heart. Lietu suddenly reached out and pressed Xunzhen's arm that was resting on the table. He tilted his head, sneered and glanced at Abaolu and others, and said sarcastically: "You all look weird, and you don't look like good people at first glance. If you can't explain clearly today, don't even think about leaving."

Seeing Lietu's hand pressing down on Xunzhen's arm and his fingers moving left and right dishonestly, Abaolu's face darkened to the extreme. His right hand, hidden under the table, subconsciously clenched the knife handle, ready to chop off Lietu's head at any time.

"Bai Hu, look!"

Just as Abaolu was about to take action, a soldier beside Lietu suddenly pointed at the "monk" and whispered, "This man looks quite similar to the one we are looking for."

Lietu was stunned, slowly released his hand that was holding Xunzhen, spread out the wanted poster and held it in front of the "monk", carefully comparing it. Lietu looked at it and muttered: "It looks a bit similar... but... without the hair and beard, it's hard to confirm that it's the same person. Who are you, baldy? Tell me your name."

"This military officer..."

"Be bold!"

Without waiting for Abaolu to explain, Lietu gave a cautious shout, and then several soldiers standing behind him immediately drew their swords, and dozens of Mongolian soldiers waiting outside the inn quickly surrounded the gate. At the same time, out of subconscious defense, a group of Westerners also fumbled for swords. For a moment, the two sides were on the verge of a fight.

"Who are you?" Lie Tu took a step back cautiously, drew out his sword and pointed it at Xunzhen, and said in a deep voice, "Why do you need to carry so many swords to do business? What kind of business are you doing? Are you buying lives?"

Faced with the tit-for-tat in the inn, Qin Wei couldn't help but frown slightly, his eyes flickering as if he was hesitating about something.

"This general is joking." Xunzhen stood up gracefully, picked up the bowl of wine that he was about to feed to the "monk", handed it to Lietu, and said with a faint smile, "We are indeed doing business. We carry some swords with us when we go out just for self-protection. The general has worked hard and made great contributions in guarding Yanmen Pass. Naturally, he is knowledgeable. How could he not see whether we are good people or not?" While speaking, Xunzhen also glanced at Abaolu and others to put away their swords.

Before Lietu could take out the notice again to compare with the "monk", Xunzhen stuffed a bulging purse into Lietu's arms without saying anything, and said, "What we businessmen fear most is getting into trouble. This man is my uncle, born deaf and dumb, and no one would take care of him at home. I was afraid that he would starve to death, so I had to bring him along to serve. Sir, you might as well take a closer look. The man on the notice looks smart and cunning, while my uncle is stupid and foolish. How could they be the same person?"

"Really?" Lietu took the purse in his hand doubtfully and said perfunctorily, "Then I have to take a closer look." As he spoke, he had already opened a small gap in the purse, and saw a golden light flashing inside, which turned out to be several heavy gold ingots.

A look of satisfaction slowly appeared on Lietu's face. He hurriedly stuffed the purse into his arms and said, "I have taken a careful look, and your uncle is indeed not the person we are looking for." After that, he took the bowl of wine handed to him by Xunzhen, stared at Xunzhen who was so close to him with an evil look in his eyes, and drank the bowl of wine in one gulp with a smile.

"Since the commander knows that we are innocent, I wonder when he will let us out?" Xunzhen asked.

"Then...it depends on whether you can prove that you are truly innocent." Lie Tu returned the wine bowl to Xunzhen and took the opportunity to grab Xunzhen's wrist, his face full of greed.

"General, how do you want me to prove it?" Xunzhen felt disgusted in her heart, but her attitude was still charming and seductive.

"That's easy. Just follow me back to Yanmen Pass. Once there, you'll be able to prove your innocence very quickly. Haha..."

Facing Lie Tu's aggressiveness, Xunzhen's eyes could not help but flash with a hint of coldness. She had been looking for an opportunity to attack, but after hearing Lie Tu's words, she suddenly came up with an idea and smiled coyly, "Why not take my people with you? This way, after I prove my innocence, I can travel faster and save myself the trouble."

"Okay!" Lietu thought that reaching Yanmen Pass was equivalent to reaching his territory, where there were several times more soldiers and horses than here. Why should he be afraid that they would play tricks?
Xunzhen and Lietu reached an agreement, and everyone seemed happy. Xunzhen told Abaolu and others to pack their bags, but Lietu was so anxious that he had no time to question other guests. He laughed a few times and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Qin Wei could not help but feel anxious and wanted to stand up to stop him. But he never expected that Lie Tu, who was full of pride, had just turned around and taken two steps when his vision suddenly went dark, and then his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

The soldiers rushed forward upon seeing this, and heard Lietu trying to hold back the dizziness in his head and shouting at the top of his lungs: "There is anesthetic in the wine, stop them, no one in the inn... don't let any... don't let them escape..." Before he could finish his words, Lietu had fainted completely.

Lietu's fainting also surprised Xunzhen, Abaolu and others. Abaolu frowned and looked at the jar of wine on the table again. He was immediately furious and shouted, "This wine was originally meant for us to drink. Obviously someone has ambushed here and intends to deal with us!" After that, Abaolu cast his scrutinizing eyes on the other guests in the inn.

Xunzhen saw that things had changed suddenly and couldn't help but feel anxious. He shouted, "Never mind, lead the people to fight first!"

"Where to run!"

After Lietu gave the order, how could these Mongolian soldiers give up easily? At this moment, they rushed forward with swords in hand and roaring. Xunzhen and others no longer hesitated and quickly drew their swords to meet the enemy.

These dozen or so Western Regions men were all very skilled fighters. In the blink of an eye, they had killed more than half of the large number of Mongolian soldiers. Abaolu took the lead, cutting a bloody path and rushing towards the door of the inn, while Xunzhen and three other Western Regions masters followed quickly behind him, holding the "monk" between them.

"With your abilities, you're just going to die!" Abaolu was in high spirits and chopped down two Mongolian soldiers. The blood splattered all over his face and body. Stimulated by the blood, Abaolu became more courageous. He raised his knife and shouted, "You are a bunch of grassland wolves who only know how to burn, kill and plunder. I have wanted to kill you for a long time. Come on!"

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a strong force attacked Abaolu from behind. He subconsciously swung his sword with his backhand, wanting to kill the sneak attacking soldier. However, this time his sword did not cut into the flesh and bones. Instead, it was bounced out with a crisp "clang" sound, causing Abaolu's knuckles to feel numb and painful.

"hiss!"

Abaolu had not expected that there was such a master behind him, so he turned around in a hurry to fight. However, he saw a green figure whistling like thunder and lightning. A fierce attack had already come close in a flash of sword light. The sound of "clang clang swirl" of sword blades colliding continued. In a moment, Abaolu and Qin Wei had fought for more than a dozen rounds, but neither of them could gain the upper hand.

"Who are you?" Xunzhen was shocked to see that Qin Wei was not a Mongolian soldier, and shouted, "Could it be that the anesthetic in this wine came from you?"

"So what?" Qin Wei flipped in the air for several times and landed steadily on a square table in the distance. He stood there with a knife in his hand, looking majestic and cool. "It's a pity that such a good anesthetic couldn't be used against you, but instead benefited that unknown Tatar leader."

"Who are you? Why are you causing trouble for us..." Xunzhen had just finished her words when an idea flashed through her mind. She suddenly realized something and sneered, "You are a lackey of the Song court!"

Qin Wei seemed very dissatisfied with this title. She shook her head and smiled in displeasure, "How can a girl like you speak so harshly? What do you mean by Song court hawks? You guys from the Western Regions kidnapped our Minister in broad daylight in Lin'an City. Aren't you allowed us to come and rescue him?"

"Save people? I want to see what you can do to save people!" Abaolu snorted, "You are unlucky to run into me today. I will make sure you never come back. No nameless ghost will die under my sword. Tell me your name."

“Hmph!” Qin Wei snorted, raised the short knife in his hand in front of him, and started fighting with Abaolu, but he ignored Abaolu’s question and cast his eyes on the excited “monk”, and smiled confidently: “Don’t panic, my lord, the Minister. Qin Wei, the Junior Guardian of the Tianji Pavilion in the East Palace, is leading 28 golden sword lieutenants to rescue you.”

As soon as Qin Wei said this, the diners sitting around him drew out the swords hidden under the table and flew forward to protect Qin Wei. These people were the Golden Sword Captains of Tianji Pavilion.

"Qin Wei of Tianji Pavilion?" Abaolu said coldly, "Humph, just a nobody! Xunzhen, you take the others and go first, I will stop them! Su Hu, Xiao Yang, Xun Budao, the three of you escort Xunzhen away."

"Yes!"

As soon as Abaolu finished speaking, three masters from the Western Regions quickly emerged from the melee, and together they protected Xunzhen and the "monk" as they quickly rushed out of the Yanmen Inn.

"Where to go!"

Qin Wei shouted loudly and was about to lead 28 golden sword captains to stop them, but Abaolu, after a fierce laugh, personally led a dozen Western Region experts and rushed towards Qin Wei and others with great momentum.

There were many Mongolian soldiers mixed in between the two groups. In the melee, these Mongolian soldiers undoubtedly became innocent sacrifices in the fight between Qin Wei and Abaolu.

"Sir Qin, the Minister has been taken away by the thieves. What should we do?" A lieutenant with a golden sword killed two Mongolian soldiers and quickly retreated to Qin Wei's side, asking anxiously, "With these Westerners and Tatar soldiers entangled with us, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to escape for a while."

Faced with the urgency of the Golden Sword Captain and the dilemma in the inn, Qin Wei, who originally had a bloodthirsty face, suddenly raised a strange smile.

"Don't worry, they can't escape far. Don't forget your Lord Liu, he has been waiting for them outside for a long time. Haha..."

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(End of this chapter)