The young man with the saber stood out from the crowd, so the dozens of elite members of the Fish-dragon Gang naturally regarded him as a government official.
At first, some of the younger members of the gang were worried that Miss Liu would look at this handsome young man in a different light, which would be too embarrassing for them, who had been close to her for many years. Of course, they were vigilant and wanted to tie him up. Later, when they saw Liu Nerong's cold attitude, they felt relieved. At first, their malicious criticism of the young man with the saber also faded away. After all, it takes two to clap. Besides, if they kept making fun of him, they would appear to be narrow-minded. Fortunately, this young man who claimed to be surnamed Xu did not order the Fish-dragon Gang around because of his power. The two sides minded their own business and went to the border between Beiliang and Beimang. Tuma Pass was built against the mountain and was located at the main shortcut between the north and the south. The plaque was written by the calligraphy master Song Zhiqiu of the current dynasty. Merchants came and went in an endless stream. The markets on both sides of the gate were very lively. There were few soldiers here, so compared to most of the border cities, the atmosphere was much less austere.
There was the ruins of an old city tower, which was built with rubble and goose eggs. The cracks were covered with moss, and the debris was messy. Many children who lived near the city were chasing and playing on the tower. A strong man wearing a blue cotton shirt with a red cloth belt around his waist stared at them. He carried a huge saber that was much simpler than the standard military saber. The tip of the saber cut the ground and he went up the platform aggressively. He snorted, stabbed the saber into the ground, and stood there with his arms crossed.
The adults hurriedly and carefully went around the strong man to grab their children off the platform. A naughty child was as slippery as a loach. The child's mother looked to be in her early twenties. The wind and sand at the border were rough, but the young woman's skin was like oil. She had a slim waist and small feet, but she could not catch up with the naughty child. The merchants and the local people under the platform laughed. Some of the old rascals who had not had a woman to warm their bed gathered together to eat red dates. They even spat out dates and teased the young woman. The young woman's face turned red. The child passed by the strong man with the saber. The newborn calf was not afraid of tigers and reached out to touch the saber. However, the strong man glared at him fiercely. He was so scared that he froze on the spot and then burst into tears. The young woman wearing plain clothes quickly hugged the child and looked at him apologetically. She was so timid that she did not dare to speak.
The black-faced man in his thirties blushed for no reason. He was probably a young chick who was rough but also delicate. Seeing the young woman in front of him, the image of an expert that he had created with great difficulty with a straight face was instantly broken. The rascals in the marketplace became even more rowdy and rowdy.
On this dilapidated platform, every ten days to half a month, there would be Jianghu people competing in martial arts. Although Little Miss was a girl from a proper family, she had lived in the village near Tuma Pass for many years and had seen a lot. She was not too afraid of these boorish men who would draw their swords at the slightest disagreement. Northern Liang was barren and cold. Compared to the rich and fertile Jiangnan, which had a thousand li of fertile land, if one wanted to survive, one had to dig out food from the gaps between the teeth of the Heavens to eat. The customs of the people were simple, but at the same time, they were unusually brave and worshipped martial arts. The government did not forbid private fights between martial artists, but if one accidentally injured a commoner, it was a great crime to be banished to the army. If there were more than three people, they would be punished on the spot. Without at least a hundred taels of silver as a filial piety to the soldiers, they would not be able to survive. With the support of his mother, the child carelessly wiped the tears off his little black cat face and made a face at the brawny man. The brawny man who was about to fight scratched his head helplessly. Clearly, he was not a vicious and evil person. The child had originally wanted to stretch out his leg to kick this stingy piece of charcoal that wouldn't even let him touch the knife. Fortunately, his mother hurriedly pulled him away and gently scolded him.
The dark-faced brawny man seemed to be looking straight ahead, but from the corner of his eye, his gaze landed on the buttocks of the little girl that was slightly bent over. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly. The girl's body was small and delicate, her clothes were plain and clean. Probably because she had been washed many times, adding on to the fact that her buttocks were too perky compared to her body, it was difficult for her to stretch her full breasts. She appeared even more beautiful. It wasn't that the brawny man with the Zhanmadao had evil intentions. He did have some skills, but he disdained to be a heartless flower thief. If it was shady business like robbing women, he was a wandering soul of the jianghu with no roots and no background. He definitely did not have the capital to do it. As for traveling, what could he do without money? Today, he had an appointment with a somewhat famous swordsman on the border. He wanted to use the Zhanmadao to make some reputation even if he was injured, so that some rich people would take a fancy to him. It would be best if he could become a guard instructor.
Xiao Qiang went to take the goods and show the official pass to the captain of the pass. The King of Hell was easy to deal with, but the little ghosts were difficult to deal with. They would definitely not pass the pass in a short time. This matter should have been handled by Liu Nerong, but she was very attractive and could easily cause problems. Xiao Qiang did not care and insisted on letting the granddaughter of the gang gain experience and accumulate worldly wisdom. If a carriage of goods had a problem, The Fish Dragon Gang could barely afford to pay for it. However, if they angered that famous young master, they would really suffer a great loss. Therefore, he simply did not let Liu Nerong show up. Liu Nerong wandered around with a few attendants and agreed to meet her master Xiao Qiang at the city gate in half an hour. Liu Nerong wanted to take advantage of this trip to recruit one or two Jianghu heroes to join the gang. If she really wanted to take over The Fish Dragon Gang, she would not be able to raise her head if she did not have any of her own subordinates. Moreover, it would not be good to have her hands and feet tied.
She and six or seven young members of the Fish-dragon Gang followed the crowd to the base of the platform. A few local gangsters who wanted to get close to her were gently pushed away by Liu Nerong's escorts. They were all skillful and made people retreat. After all, this was not Lingzhou. If they provoked someone difficult to deal with, who would give face to the Fish-dragon Gang that they had never heard of? How big was the Jianghu today? A half-baked Jianghu person who had been in the Jianghu for a few years could casually name a lot. The so-called sects, gangs, temples, villages, islands, villages, palaces, and so on, not to mention other places, just in Lingzhou alone, there were more than forty people who could name themselves. To put it bluntly, it was as difficult as ascending to the heavens to be able to give a good name. The Fish Dragon Gang was considered to have started their business early, so they were able to snatch the name Fish Dragon, which was not vulgar. Outside of Lingzhou, the whole Jianghu probably had at least eight or nine members of The Fish Dragon Gang with the same name.
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