Just as he was speaking proudly, suddenly with a clap, a piece of mud flew from somewhere and was just stuffed into his mouth. Tong Zhaohe couldn't cry out. The two escorts grabbed their weapons and drove them out. Yan Shikui stood up and lifted the five elements beside him in his hand. Yan Shizhang, his younger brother, heard the sound and came. The two brothers stood together and did not pursue the enemy. It was obvious that they were afraid of falling into the enemy's plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain. Tong Zhaohe spat out the mud, and the bastard lambs and the ancestors cursed indiscriminately for eighteen generations. Yan Shizhang said coldly, "I've always heard that dogs eat shit, but today I've gained a lot of experience. I even eat mud!" Escorts Dai Yongming and Qian Zhenglun, one holding a soft whip and the other holding a single knife, ran back from outside the door, saying, "I've run away. I didn't see it." Lu Feiqing saw all this in his eyes, and when he saw the frivolous Tong Zhao and a discomfited look, he secretly laughed in his heart, and suddenly saw a flash of a figure in the east corner. He pretended to be all right and walked outside. It was already dark. He hid at the foot of the west wall of the inn. He saw a figure jumping from the corner of the house, landing silently and running eastward. Lu Feiqing wanted to see what kind of person he was who invited Tong Zhaohe to eat mud. He performed his flying skills and followed him quietly, still holding the teapot in both hands and not lifting his long gown. His flying skill, which he had practiced for decades, was no small matter. Although he stepped out quickly, the man in front of him did not notice it at all. In a moment, the two men ran five or six miles. The man in front was slim and graceful, and seemed to be a woman, but his flying skills were also very good. After crossing a hillside, there was a dark forest in front of him. The man went straight into the forest, and Lu Feiqing followed him. Fallen leaves and dead branches were all over the ground in the woods. As soon as he stepped on them, he rustled. He was afraid that the man would notice. The pace was a little slow, and in an instant, the shadow of the man had disappeared. Suddenly the clouds broke and the moon appeared,industrial racking systems, and a clear light shone down on the treetops in the forest gap. The shadows of the trees were messy all over the ground. The yellow shirt flashed in the distance, and the man was out of the woods. He followed to the edge of the wood and looked out behind a big tree. There was a large meadow outside the wood, and eight or nine tents were set up. He was curious and wanted to pry. Waiting for the two watchers to turn around, a "swallow three water" jumped behind a camel outside the tent, but the watchers did not notice. He stooped to the back of the largest tent in the middle and bent down to the ground. Someone in the tent was speaking passionately. The words were echoes and fast. Although he had been outside the Great Wall for many years, he could not understand most of the words. At that moment, he gently lifted the foot corner of the tent and looked in. Two oil lamps were burning in the tent, and many people were sitting on the carpet, which was the caravan of people they met during the day. At this time, a clear voice began to speak. Lu Feiqing looked up and saw that it was the girl in the yellow shirt who was speaking. As soon as she stopped speaking, she turned over her wrist and pulled out a dazzling dagger from her waist. She stabbed her left index finger with the tip of a dagger, and a few drops of blood dripped into the koumiss. The rest of the Hui people in the tent also pulled out their swords and dripped blood and wine. The tall man who called him "Dad" in the yellow shirt raised his glass and said a few words loudly. Lu Feiqing only understood a few words, such as "Koran" and "homeland". The yellow-shirted girl then said, in a loud voice, as if to say, heavy duty metal racks ,shuttle rack system, "I will not return to my homeland until I have recaptured the Holy Koran." All the Hui people took the oath with a bang. Under the dim lamplight, everyone's face showed the color of firm and indignant. Then they raised their glasses and drank them down, and then they talked in a low voice, as if to discuss what to do. Lu Feiqing thought about it, and it seemed that this group of Hui people had taken away a scripture that was regarded as a sacred object, and now they were going to take it back. His guess was right. It turned out that this group of Hui people belonged to a nomadic tribe on Tianshan North Road. This tribe is large and powerful, with a total of nearly 200,000 people. The tall man, Muzhuolun, was the leader of the tribe. He had strong martial arts and was a man of benevolence, righteousness and justice. He was loved by the people. The girl in yellow shirt is his daughter named Huo Qingtong. She loves to wear a yellow shirt, and she often wears a green feather on her cap, so she has a beautiful nickname. Many people in the martial arts world in the north and south of Tianshan Mountains know the name of "Huo Qingtong in a yellow shirt with green feathers". The people of this clan live nomadically and travel in the desert, but they are also carefree and happy. However, after the Qing court's power developed to Huibu, more and more taxes were levied. At first, Muzhuolun wanted to compromise and try his best to supply. But Manchu officials were insatiably greedy, which made the people of the clan miserable. As soon as Mu Zhuolun discussed with his clansmen, they all felt that there was really no way out if things went on like this. They sent people to plead with the Manchu officials several times to reduce the levy, but they did not know that the levy had not been reduced, which instead aroused the misgivings of the Qing court. Is yellow flag deputy governor of Manchuria, and inlaid with red flag to protect the army commander, DingBian general ZhaoHui was ordered to TianShan north road supervision of military affairs, detection of this family has an ancestral hand-copied Koran, from the holy land of Islam Mecca, dozens of generations by the chief treasure custody, is the family's holy things, so by wood ZhuoLun far out, sent experts, unexpectedly will be the scriptures snatched, he wanted to I'm not afraid of Hui people's resistance. Muzhuolun held a meeting in the desert and led the people to the east to seize the scriptures. He swore that even if he buried his bones inside the pass, he would also teach the holy books to return to their original owners. Now they are renewing their vows before the evening prayer. Lu Feiqing learned that the plot of these Hui people had nothing to do with himself. He didn't want to listen any more. He was waiting to go back when he saw all the Hui people in the tent falling down to pray. He stood up hurriedly, but in the twinkling of an eye, Huo Qingtong saw someone peeping outside the tent and whispered in his father's ear, "There's someone outside!" When she came out of the tent, she saw a figure running towards the woods. She was very fast. She raised her hand and hit him with an iron lotus seed. Lu Feiqing heard a gust of wind behind him and knew that there was a hidden weapon coming. He turned slightly sideways. At this time, he was still holding the teapot in both hands. He stretched out his right index finger and looked at the iron lotus seed. With a gentle touch, the iron lotus seed turned from flying flat to falling. Holding the teapot in his left hand, he lifted the lid with two fingers in the middle of his food, and the iron lotus seed fell into the pot. Without looking back, he performed his flying skills like flying back to the shop. When we arrived at the store, everyone was asleep. "Old man," said the shopkeeper, "you've been strolling for so long. Have you seen the night scene?" Lu Feiqing promised at random, went into the room, took out the iron lotus seed in the teapot,mobile racking systems, saw that it was made of fine steel, with a feather carved on it, and put it into the bag. jracking.com