The coachman fell off his horse, and so did the knights in front. The two horses that were pulling the carriage lost their master's command and stopped abruptly. They shook off the rainwater on their manes and snorted.
When the man in green riding the donkey came over, he had already seen clearly that the first carriage was occupied by Yang Fan and his wife. Their two children were also in the carriage. The second carriage was occupied by Yang Fan's wife, Tin Aino. They also knew that Yang Fan and his wife, as well as Madam Ru, were all skilled in martial arts.
According to their plan, they would first sweep the coachman off his horse and hinder the knights from rushing to the rescue. Then, they would quickly approach the carriage. At the same time, the other accomplices lying in ambush would restrain Yang Fan's entourage and Tin Aino. It would be best if they could take her down. Even if they could not, it would be fine as long as they could prevent her from rushing to the rescue. It was said that although Yang Fan's wife was skilled in martial arts, she was already pregnant, so she would not be much of a threat.
The two of them had the highest martial arts, so they were responsible for restraining Yang Fan, his wife, and their children. There were two more people on the opposite side of the road who were responsible for supporting them. Although Yang Fan and his wife were skilled in martial arts, they were in such a small space with their children. They would not be able to use their skills to their full potential.
Master Zhao had already instructed that it would be best if they could capture him alive. If not, they could take his life. It would be more difficult to capture Yang Fan directly. If they could control his children, it would be no different from capturing him directly.
When the two of them leaped into the air, they expected that their accomplices would follow suit and intercept Yang Fan's guards, servants, and the two carriages in front and behind him. However, it seemed that the heavy rain had affected their coordination. Yi Xiaoyou's shout did not have the desired effect. When Ding Laoshi was thrown into the air and the two guards were swept off their horses, the other ambushers on both sides of the road did not appear.
Leng Aoyu had no time to think. He rushed to the side of the carriage in a few strides and punched the carriage with both his fists. He was well-trained in martial arts and wore iron gloves on his hands. With one punch, the car made of hardwood would immediately break into pieces. Unexpectedly, when his fist landed, there was only a "keng" sound. Leng Aoyu seemed to have suffered a huge shock, and he took three steps back. His wrist was in pain, but the car only shook slightly, and there was not even a crack on it.
"How could this be?"
Leng Aoyu turned pale with fright, but he immediately reacted. This carriage must be made of iron. He didn't have time to think too much, and immediately leaped into the air, fiercely punching the window again. With a loud "clang", the bamboo curtain hanging from the window was shattered by his fist, and rain fell down. Surprisingly, there was also a piece of iron plate inside.
It was just that the iron plate covering the window was obviously not as thick as the iron plate covering the body of the car, and a slight dent was left behind by his punch. However, how powerful was Leng Aoyu's iron fists? This all-out attack only left a dent on the iron plate. The thickness of the iron plate was enough to defend against any attack from any weapon in this era. Perhaps even a big iron hammer used to break a city would need two or three hits to break the window.
Almost at the same time, Yi Xiaoyou rushed to the shaft of the carriage and reached out to pull the door. Leng Aoyu reacted quickly and immediately shouted, "Not good! We've fallen into a trap! "
"What?" Yi Xiaoyou's hand had already gripped the door tightly. He pulled hard, but it didn't move at all. When he heard Leng Aoyu's shout, he was stunned. He wanted to turn over and jump off the shaft of the carriage, but a large net had already opened above his head and quickly fell on him.
Yi Xiaoyou jumped and rushed out, and the entire net wrapped around his body. Before he could release his body, he fell head first into the rain, rolled a few times, and rolled into the roadside drainage ditch.
Leng Aoyu made a prompt decision, turned around, and fled. He used the Eight Steps Chasing Cicada Technique and ran as fast as he could. One step, two steps, three steps. With three strides, Leng Aoyu arrived at the edge of the reed pond like a ghost. He leaned his body forward and leaped with all his might, leaping into the reed thicket like an arrow. As long as he escaped into the reed pond, not to mention an ambush, even an army wouldn't be able to catch him.
At this moment, someone in the distance suddenly threw a short stick with two small round balls tied to its two ends. As soon as it touched his ankle, the straight stick suddenly bent like a snake. It turned out that it was actually a rope with two heavy ball-shaped objects tied to its two ends. It firmly tied his two legs together.
The person who threw the rope raised his head slightly. Under the straw raincoat, his eyebrows were as thick as ink, and his face was square. It was the Gu family's old man. Leng Aoyu was in the middle of running when his legs were suddenly tied up. With an "ah" sound, he fell forward.
"Not good!"
Leng Aoyu hurriedly stretched out his hands to support himself, but before his hands touched the ground, a big foot suddenly appeared in front of him. With a "puff" sound, Leng Aoyu's vision turned black, and he fell heavily to the ground, a fishy taste in his mouth and nose. Two burly men rushed out of the reed bush, shook open a cloth bag, and neatly put Leng Aoyu inside, and dragged him away. In the rain, a line of water was plowed on the ground.
The window slowly rose, and Yang Fan and Xiao Man slowly let go of the palms that were covering their children's ears, and looked outside calmly. Yang Nianzu's eyes widened, and his face was full of excitement. His little butt arched, wanting to jump out to watch the show. It seemed that he treated this as a fun game.
Yang Fan thought to himself, "Although there is silk cotton in the carriage, this window does not have the effect of reducing the sound, and it is too ear-piercing when it is hit. I should get the Ghost Axe Division to improve it later."
The convoy continued to move forward in the rain, as if nothing had happened.
Yi Xiaoyou, who was covered in mud and rain, was tightly wrapped in a fish net like a loach, and was thrown into the third carriage, unable to struggle. The carriage was filled with cloth curtains, a few tables, cooking utensils, cups, and plates … These were all things that Yang Fan had brought with him on today's trip.
Leng Aoyu was lying next to him, with only his feet sticking out of the sack. At first, Leng Aoyu struggled a little, but after a heavy blow to the head from the guard, he stopped moving. It was unknown whether he was knocked unconscious or a wise man who knew what was good for him.
The convoy continued to move forward for about a mile and a half, and then turned into a side road, which led to Niu Village. Old Butler Niu's family was in Niu Village. His eldest son farmed, his second son farmed, and his old man worked as a butler in the Yang family. They were considered a wealthy family in the village.
At this time, the vegetable garden of Niu Er's family had become Yang Fan's torture hall.
The rain was still falling, drenching the vegetable leaves green and shiny, appearing abnormally fresh and verdant.
The backyard of the Niu family was connected to the eaves of the roof, which must be a place for the family to cool off in summer. The rain hit the wooden roof, making a "plop" sound like boiling water falling to the ground.
Xiao Man and Ah Nu stayed in the front yard with their children. This was the advantage of rural people. Although the house was dilapidated, the yard was very big. There were a few rooms in the front yard for the children and grandchildren, and the row of rooms in the back belonged to Niu Erliang and his wife. Niu Er was now almost forty years old, and he was already a grandfather of four children.
There were chickens, ducks, and geese in the Niu family's yard. Yang Nianzu and his sister Si Rong didn't often see these things in the mansion. They usually saw poultry and meat cooked and served on the table, so Yang Nianzu was very happy. He held a broken ladle in his hand, filled with some shriveled grains, and happily fed the chickens under the eaves in the rain.
Yang Fan came to the shed in the backyard with Ren Wei and several other bodyguards. He sat down on a bench and saw the one-armed Old Man Gu standing respectfully to the side. He said politely, "Old Man Gu, please sit."
Old Man Gu hurriedly said with a smile, "This old man is used to standing, Ah Lang can sit." As he said this, he sighed softly in his heart. Ever since he knew that he had been happy for nothing, and that the respected head of the Illustrious Clan didn't like his daughter, the old man had been depressed for a long time.
Yang Fan stared blankly at the vegetables that looked even more fresh and juicy after being watered by the rain for a while. He sighed softly and said, "Bring them here."
Ye Xiaoyou and Leng Aoyu were dragged over with their hands tied behind their backs. The one who tied people up was an expert. Their arms were tied tightly, so there was no way they could break free. The two were brought in front of Yang Fan and pressed to the ground, but they didn't want to kneel down. Yang Fan's bodyguards were just about to take action, but Yang Fan waved his hand and asked them to step back. He looked at the two and said lightly, "Uncivilized people are just uncivilized people. They only know how to use the tricks of Jianghu people!"
Yi Xiaoyou heard the disdain in his words, so he puffed out his chest and said loudly, "Don't be too proud! We are here under Master Zhao's order. Young Master Shen doesn't know about it. Humph! If we really want to use the people around Young Master, even if you hide yourself in a turtle shell, you may not be able to keep your life. "
Yang Fan frowned slightly and said, "Master Zhao? Zhao Yu? Hehe, it's rare that he has a few capable people around him. "
Zhao Yu had come to Luoyang under Shen Mu's order to develop. He had once been very close to Yang Fan. Afterward, when Yang Fan became the Overlord of the Hidden Sect, Zhao Yu had disappeared without a trace. Yang Fan had once sent people to look for him, but there were no traces of him in the few Hidden Sect locations that he knew of.
Yang Fan knew that after he became the Overlord of the Hidden Sect, he would naturally become a competitor of the Hidden Sect. Zhao Yu would definitely be on guard against him, and the few Hidden Sect locations that he knew of would definitely be changed. Thus, he gave up on trying to contact Zhao Yu. In fact, Yang Fan just wanted to understand Shen Mu's situation in Xinluo through Zhao Yu.
Yang Fan was already suspicious. Why would Shen Mu come up with such a bad plan? It was simple and crude, but it wouldn't affect the overall situation. It wasn't something that a wise person would do. Now that he had confirmed that it wasn't Shen Mu's idea, Yang Fan's slightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.
Although Yang Fan wasn't afraid of the Hidden Sect's provocation and knew that there would definitely be a battle between the two parties, he hoped that it would be a battle between the two parties' combined strength. They weren't an army, and if they were to assassinate the other party's leader with brute force, it wouldn't affect the overall situation. Just like the Hidden Sect's Young Master Jiang. When Young Master Jiang collapsed, the seven sects and five families immediately pushed him up, and the Hidden Sect's strength wasn't affected at all.
It was the same for the Hidden Sect. The Hidden Sect might have relied on Shen Mu's individual ability to stand out step by step and develop from a small organization that was subordinate to the Hidden Sect to a stage where they could compete with the Hidden Sect, but it was still under the control of the old foxes of the seven sects and five families.
If Shen Mu died, the seven sects and five families could elect another representative at any time. That person wouldn't have Shen Mu's prestige and control over the Hidden Sect, and that person might be more suitable for those old foxes. Therefore, even if they were to become opponents, Yang Fan didn't wish for Shen Mu to be blinded by greed. He wasn't willing to see Shen Mu being so cold-blooded towards himself.
Now that he heard that this action wasn't considered brilliant and that the objective wasn't Shen Mu's idea, Yang Fan suddenly felt indescribably comfortable.
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