On the tenth day of Song Xuan and others' retreat, the rain still didn't stop.
The rain dripped down, washing away the ashes and blood stains.
In the rain curtain, a group of warriors were like ghosts walking among the shadows. Several afterimages flashed past and came to Xia Hou's body.
They are from Xingyun Villa.
After the owner of the coffin shop here transported their young master's body to the villa, the people in the village learned about the murder of the young master and Xia Hou.
Originally, the rivers and lakes were dangerous, with constant battles and killings. Killing was the eternal theme of the rivers and lakes.
Dazhou is so big that no one can calculate how many killings and how many people die in the martial arts world every day.
Death is a very normal thing.
However, the young master of their Xingyun Villa died, which is very abnormal!
No one cares if an ordinary citizen dies, but the young master of a powerful force like them dies, and he dies under the protection of a martial arts master. That is so abnormal!
"Our Xingyun Villa does not have a good reputation in the world. Ordinary people in the world will only treat us as ordinary villagers."
A man in black who looked like a leader whispered in a low voice: "But the real masters all know what kind of force we are!"
Someone echoed: "To be able to kill Xiahou, the opponent's strength must be at least the master level. It is impossible for such a master to not know how terrifying our Xingyun Villa is!
But even so, that man still killed our young master!
What do you think is going on? "
A woman with a graceful figure, wearing a black tights, with a rather cold voice, said solemnly: "Either the other party is a cross-river dragon from another state, and he doesn't know our background.
Or, in this land of the Southern Song Dynasty, someone wants to challenge our status! "
The black-clothed leader pondered for a moment and said coldly: "Calculating the time, those with the title of Five Ultimates should probably be promoted to Grandmaster.
Do you think it's possible that these people were the ones who did it? "
The woman in black said: "There is a certain possibility that those people are too ambitious and have been reluctant to advance to the Grandmaster level, but as long as they step into the Grandmaster realm, they will be the top group.
These few people are indeed qualified to redefine the sphere of influence in the Southern Song Dynasty. "
The black-clothed leader took a deep breath, "Since leaving Mingzhou, the owner established Xingyun Villa as a hermitage. It has been decades since, and no one has dared to challenge our Xingyun Villa for a long time.
In recent years, most of our seniors in Xingyun Villa have become hermits and have no interest in worldly affairs, and many of them have forgotten our horror.
The old owner of the village has become truly angry after the young master's death. It's time for the world to experience what real fear is! "
With that said, he gave the order, "Everyone, move, find the survivors that day, and find out who killed the young master!
Also, send two people to visit the Xuanyiwei Yamen here. They have received so much of our filial piety over the years, so it’s time to do something! "
...
Jiangnan Fucheng, Hangzhou City.
As soon as Song Xuan stepped into this prosperous big city, he felt a completely different style from the Imperial Capital and Mingzhou.
In the imperial capital, there is a lot of order and a sense of oppression.
In Mingzhou, although martial arts people are often seen, in towns with a large number of people, they are basically more honest, at least they dare not cause trouble openly.
Even if he wanted to kill people, he would do so under the pretext of grievances and grievances, and would not dare to affect ordinary people at will.
But it is different here. In this prosperous city of Hangzhou, warriors seem to be the main body of the city. Almost half of the pedestrians are warriors carrying weapons.
Obviously, because of the inaction of the Xuanyi Guards in the Southern Song Dynasty, the people in the martial arts world were not restrained at all, and the martial arts became extremely prosperous.
Not long after entering the city, Song Xuan encountered two fights caused by "What are you looking at?"
Song Xuan wore a bamboo hat on his head and casually glanced at the shops on both sides of the street. Except for the normal shops related to food, clothing, housing and transportation, most of the businesses were related to people in the martial arts.
For example, at the shop next to him, the boss was greeting Song Xuan eagerly.
"Young hero, you are traveling around the world with a fine hundred-refined stainless steel sword. Are you sure you don't want one, young hero?"
Song Xuan picked up the so-called hundred-refined steel sword, looked at it, and asked casually: "What's the price?"
The shop owner laughed and said, "Young hero, I knew I was destined for the right person at first sight. The price is one thousand taels, so I'll treat him as a friend!"
Song Xuan shook his head, "It's not worth it! You claim to be a hundred-refined steel, but in fact it's a bit watery!"
"Haha, the young hero is an expert at first glance, so I won't hide it from you. Although this sword has flaws, it is definitely much better than the swords on the market.
If you like it, take away the two hundred taels! "
Song Xuan nodded.
Behind her, Song Qian raised her hand and a gold leaf slipped from her sleeve, and she casually threw it into the boss's hand.
"Is that enough?"
"Enough is enough!"
The shop owner was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "These young heroes are lovers of swords at first sight, but what else do they want to buy? In addition to weapons, my shop also has various protective gear, healing medicine, hidden weapons, poisons, and acacias. You can find everything you want!”
Song Xuan smiled and said, "Shopkeeper, I see that you have acquired the skills to open such a big shop. Are you really not afraid of being robbed?"
"What are you afraid of?"
The shopkeeper said indifferently: "Though those reckless men dare to fight on the street at every turn, but they know very well who is easy to mess with and who cannot be messed with."
Song Qian smiled, "Oh? So, the backstage of your store is very tough?"
"Of course it's very hard!"
The old shopkeeper pointed to a mark on the shop, "Did you see it? That's the mark of Baituo Villa. My store is the property of Baituo Villa. Who doesn't want to live and dares to cause trouble?"
"White Camel Villa?" Song Xuan was in a daze, "Xidu Ouyang Feng?"
The old shopkeeper nodded proudly and said: "This world is big or small. Those who can have industries in a city like Hangzhou basically have the support of Jianghu forces behind them.
This world may seem chaotic, but in fact there is still order.
It's just that this order does not come from the imperial court, but from various martial arts sects and martial arts families. Here, the words of masters are far more useful than the prefect! "
Song Xuan nodded.
At any time, for ordinary people, order is better than chaos.
Even order established in chaos is ten times a hundred times better than complete chaos.
However, in the Southern Song Dynasty, the so-called order was established by various sects in the world. After decades of development, the people here have long been accustomed to it.
But for the imperial court, this situation of Jianghu forces replacing official rule was a very shameful thing.
Therefore, Song Xuan was sent!
