At the wine table, Mr. Ge drank wine one mouthful at a time, his face gloomy.
A young wild cultivator who appeared out of nowhere dared to challenge him. Although he, Master Ge Heng, did not have an attack at the time, he felt secretly resentful in his heart.
Manager Hu was cautiously flattering.
Halfway through the wine, Ge Heng suddenly thought of something. He squinted his eyes and glanced at the unopened jar of wine next to him.
"Is this jar of wine for that boy?"
"If you want to drink it, just open it." Manager Hu cursed in his heart. This bottle of wine costs twenty taels of silver, but he said with a smile on his face: "I'll buy it later."
"No." Ge Heng suddenly smiled, his hand covered with green vitality, and patted the outside of the jar of wine: "This is the jar, it's pretty good."
Manager Hu was horrified: "Master Ge, this is impossible!"
Ge Heng stopped smiling and turned to look at him with cold eyes: "What can't you do?"
Cold sweat broke out on Guanshi Hu's back, but he still had to bite the bullet and said: "That's a monk. Something is really going to happen. No one can escape."
Although Yang State is small, it is still a country and has its own laws.
Just like his surnamed Ge, although he beat the maids frequently, he would not actually kill anyone.
Killing indiscriminately, unless he has some background that can be easily covered up. Or you no longer want this secure job.
"What are you afraid of? He is a wild cultivator with unknown origins. Who will investigate?" Ge Heng said dissatisfied: "Besides, I'm not going to kill him. I just want to teach him a lesson. So that young people don't know how high the sky is!"
"Seriously... no one will die?" Manager Hu was trembling.
"Why did I lie to you?" Ge Heng said, and comforted: "Don't worry, no one will find out! How can the Qingmu Immortal Sect's methods be taken lightly?"
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In the dark mountain road, figures move quickly.
"This is the mountain area governed by the Shuangjiao Association. Who is coming?"
In the darkness, a voice suddenly sounded.
The Shuangjiao Society is a local sect in the Mo Kingdom. It is subject to the rule of the Mo Kingdom's court and has a certain degree of autonomy. Among the sects in the entire Mo Country, their strength is not considered weak.
This place already belongs to the peripheral area of the Shuangjiao Society, and the person who spoke at this time is probably the mountain patrol monk of the Shuangjiao Society.
Among the crowds of figures, a voice suddenly responded: "The disciples of the Qinghe County Taoist Academy of Zhuang State are on duty to apprehend the skeleton murderer. Please do it for your convenience!"
The voice belonging to the patrolling monks of the Shuangjiao Society fell silent in the darkness.
In previous years, Shuangjiao Society would never have given this face.
Moguo and Zhuangguo have been in conflict for many years, but they have never been at a disadvantage.
But now...
When Emperor Zhuang came to Dongzhen, two great gods, Prime Minister Du Ruhui and General Huangfu Duanming, arrived. Their troops and horses were strong, overwhelming all directions. It was the time to show off their talents.
There are also constant voices from all over the Zhuang Kingdom that they want to seek a status consistent with their strength - war is undoubtedly the most direct way.
The Mo Kingdom's court repeatedly evaded state affairs because it did not want to give Zhuang Kingdom such a reason.
Since it was the Taoist disciples' "business" to arrest evil cults such as the White Bone Tao, they could just turn a blind eye. The living monument erected outside the Maple Forest City has already spread to the public.
The monks from Qinghe County Taoist Academy were not surprised and quickly dispersed. Today they have destroyed a small stronghold of the White Bone Dao, and are chasing the last few believers here, striving to get all the Dao medals.
The hatred and entanglement between Zhuang Guo and Baigu Dao is not limited to this year. More than two hundred years ago, there was a catastrophe caused by the White Bone Path. At that time, Taizu Zhuang Chengqian mobilized the power of the whole country to destroy the White Bone Path in one fell swoop.
After that, the White Bone Path revived, but it was only a small fight. It was not until last year that the destruction of Maplewood City shocked the whole country.
But only today, they were so proud that they were able to arrest the murderer in the Mo country's territory openly.
Only when the country is strong can they be confident.
The Taoist monks of Qinghe County spread out their formation and outflanked them, intending to annihilate the chasing White Bone Taoist cultivators here - they could not go any deeper, for fear of causing the double dragons to rebound.
For Li Jianqiu, who issued the order, it was enough to explore the surrounding situation of Shuangjiao Society.
As the most outstanding monk in Qinghe County Taoist Academy, he indeed shoulders such a secret mission. Those White-bone Taoist disciples fled all the way here because of his deliberate indulgence.
In order to ensure secrecy, the other monks who were traveling with him did not know about this matter. They were still immersed in the strong pride of the country, and at the same time they were filled with hatred because of the destruction of Maplewood City in this county.
Li Jianqiu didn't know how many people had the same secret mission as him, but he knew he was not the only one.
Zhuang Guo had been sleeping for many years, but now he woke up, hungry and wanted to eat meat.
Looking around the surrounding countries, Yong State is certainly the most difficult to chew, and Mo State may not be so easy to eat. But Zhuang Guo's top management obviously already has a goal.
In this world, all the countries have risen together, there are many sects, and the major forces are intertwined.
For example, the state of Zhuang and the state of Yong are feuding, and Yong is strong and Zhuang is weak, but behind the state of Zhuang is Taoism. With the support of Daomen, he can enjoy the national destiny for a long time.
Among the Taoist kingdoms in the world, the strongest one is of course Jingguo, the overlord of the Central Region. But specifically, Jingguo took Tao as its sect and promoted the three branches simultaneously. However, Zhuang State belongs to the lineage of Yujing Mountain...
All these are not enough.
In such a complicated world situation, national war is not an easy matter, and we must not just look at the present. Those who do not plan for the overall situation are not enough to plan for a region.
The work Li Jianqiu did was only an insignificant part of the long preparation.
Of course, the tasks assigned above should be completed, but for Li Jianqiu himself, destroying the White Bone Path was what he cared about most.
Maple Grove City is his hometown.
In his early years, because of the Zhubifeng incident, he became accustomed to being a loner. But last year's heavy campaign against Shubifeng had relieved him of his worries. Start trying to accept others. For example, Jiang Wangzhao Ru becomes Huang Azhan.
And his parents and family...
All gone.
They are all gone.
If there must be a specific description of this feeling, it would be the feeling he had when he cried and howled on the official road after escaping from Shubi Peak.
But it's more than that.
He was alone then, and he is even more alone now.
At that time, he was a lost dog, but now...
He even felt as if he had deserted again. When Maplewood City encountered disaster, he took refuge in the Qinghe County Courtyard. When his family, friends, brothers and fellow villagers needed him, he was not there.
It will never be here again.
This place is a foreign country, and the night is already dark.
Li Jianqiu had already given the order to kill the stray rats, so his pace slowed down. There are just a few of these people, so there is no need for him to take action himself.
He suddenly paused and pressed the hilt of his sword.
It was quiet all around. The night is quiet.
But it was too quiet.
He could no longer hear the breathing of his brothers and sisters, and he could no longer feel their heartbeats.
Even the vague aura of the patrolling monks from the Shuangjiao Society - which was the warning from the Shuangjiao Society to outsiders like them - disappeared.
In the darkness, in the direction Li Jianqiu was looking at, a tall and burly figure with a large ring sword on his back came out.
"You Zhuang people really don't know how to live or die!"
He threw the human head in his hand, and the skull rolled around a few times until it met Li Jianqiu's eyes.
This is a woman with a delicate face, who is the current junior sister of the county academy.
Li Jianqiu looked away from her expression of horror and looked at the tall figure coming out of the darkness.
His aura was violent, and his face was covered with... a tiger bone mask.
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