As the sound of fighting in the maple forest gradually dissipated, all the bandits were killed. Lin Manliu looked at the scene in front of him, which was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. He couldn't help but feel like the bandits who suddenly attacked Goat Bazi and the local bandits. The bandits attack together, how long can everyone in Yijian Villa resist, or what should everyone do if these hundred people can't get out of the pass due to natural dangers.
Under the command of Lin Manliu and Xiao Xiao, the disabled comrades were first temporarily bandaged, and then those who still had the strength to search for the dead body of Paoze, after searching all the corpses, placed them on one side of the battlefield, leaving More than ten people were hired to sort and guard the place.
The remaining people stepped on the corpses of the bandits and walked toward the stronghold. Lu Fengbai ordered people to keep an eye on the surroundings at all times. There might be bandits hiding there, and they were ready to defend themselves against the enemy again. When they passed by the bandit leader named Huang Xun, they all looked around. He followed Lu Fengbai's example and bowed to him, then walked around the tall figure who had expired but still held the sword.
After everyone in Yijian Villa entered the stronghold, they could see that the pass was well defended. There were actually slinging vehicles similar to those of the army, as well as some city defense equipment, as well as a large amount of kerosene and gravel. If everyone attacked by force, they would be submerged in the maple leaf forest by the fire oil before they even got close to the city gate.
"Uncle Huang served as a supervisor in the army in the past. If these eight wooden elements in our hands are made by heaven, then the city defense equipment here can also be on par with them." Lu Fengbai looked at these city defense equipment. Instrument murmured.
Mu Tianliao and Yue Qingqiu had been at the back of the crowd before, and now they walked into the stronghold together and saw for the first time the mystery of the artifacts here.
Everyone kept walking forward in the village. When they reached a fence, they suddenly heard someone's voice. Everyone in Yijian Villa who had just experienced the battle looked at the side of the fence. Someone had already unsheathed his sword and looked at him. Look sharply toward the fence.
A head suddenly stuck out from the fence, looking at who was coming here.
The man's skin was dark, and there were many bloodstains on his face, which seemed to be caused by being whipped. When he saw that it was a man wearing the robes of a traveler, and no longer the fierce bandits, he hurriedly shouted: "Save us...save us...".
Lin Manliu heard a familiar voice. Although the timbre must have been extremely hoarse, he could still recognize it as the voice of a man from the eastbound caravan. He followed the voice and looked over to see the man in the fence. He is the man escorting the caravan.
The boy in a short shirt hurriedly rushed forward, looked at the people in the fence from outside the fence, and shouted: "Man Liu is late... uncles and uncles, wait a moment, wait for me to rescue you..." .
Lin Manliu unsheathed Chun Chuangdie's sword and slashed it down with one strike. The iron locks and chains of the fence were cut off with one blow.
The people in the fence had not yet realized what was going on. After the chain was broken, their eyes were still dull as usual, until the man standing at the fence shouting for help recognized Lin Manliu, and he shouted excitedly: " Man Liu is here, Man Liu is here to save us, Lao Li, Lao Qian... are in charge!... Man Liu is here to save us."
He kept shouting that Manliu was here to save us, and he kept shouting the names of other people in the caravan. As he shouted one after another, those who were relying on the fence began to look outside the fence. His eyes became a little brighter from the dull look just now.
As the boy in a short shirt opened the fence, their lips began to tremble a little, and their eyes began to return to their normal brightness. They murmured some words that outsiders could not hear clearly. Some people started to get up and walk towards the fence, but after getting up, they started again. He shrank back to his original corner.
"How could someone come to save us? It's been so long. No one will come to save us... You just want me to die so that you can keep more food. It must be like this... It must be In this way, Tian Si was so stupid before." The man was still shouting crazily, and he kept curling up towards his corner, not daring to come out.
The rest of the people who were in a normal mental state began to walk towards the outside of the fence with staggering steps. In the past, they would be arranged by the bandits to come out, but they were not allowed to breathe, but to build a stronghold here. City walls, houses, and helping the bandits polish their equipment. After finishing the work, they were thrown into the fence and imprisoned.
In this way, people walked out one after another, leaving only the man curled up in the corner of the fence. He put his head in his hands and looked at the wide open gate of the fence. He laughed wildly and said: "You guys go out and replace me." Let them work! If I don't go, I won't have to work if I don't go out, and I will steal your food later. Who of you can be smarter than me!" After saying this, he began to laugh crazily.
Lin Manliu walked into the fence and prepared to take him out.
Zhou Mo's voice sounded from behind: "What's the point of saving someone who is already crazy and stupid?"
The boy in a short shirt did not look back and whispered: "He is still alive...".
Zhou Mo said: "Killing him with one sword is the greatest salvation for him."
The boy in a short shirt still didn't look back: "He still has family members at home waiting for him to come home...".
Zhou Mo laughed sarcastically: "If you bring such a crazy person back, aren't you afraid that he will kill everyone in your family as bandits!".
The young man in a short shirt turned his head sideways and said in a somewhat serious tone: "Just because he suffered such abuse and his mind was damaged, do we have to abandon him here?"
Zhou Mo said contemptuously: "A woman's kindness!" After saying that, Zhou Mo saw something in his hand and held it out to the man curled up in the fence.
A silver needle as thin as a hair was shot directly into the center of the man's eyebrow. The man's eyes instantly froze, and he never made any sound again.
Everyone present did not expect that this young Taoist priest from the Star Temple would murder people in front of everyone. Lu Fengbai and others were also paying attention to whether the caravan men who came out were sick and noticed that When Zhou Mo handed out the silver needle, it was already too late to stop him.
Lin Manliu looked at the caravan man who was dead in front of him. He turned to look at the young Taoist priest outside the fence. He pulled out his two swords and stuck them on the ground, then ran directly towards Zhou Mo's position. The fence in front of him He was directly smashed by the boy. After jumping out of the fence, Lin Manliu yelled: "Zhou Mo!!!"
Zhou Mo also threw out the sword he had used to kill the bandits on the battlefield before, and put his hands in front of him, preparing to confront the angry young man in short shirts in front of him.
Lin Manliu punched Zhou Mo directly on his crossed forearm. The young Taoist priest could not compare with the strength of the young man's hand. With this blow, Zhou Mo was knocked backwards and slid out. Lin Manliu Liu didn't give Zhou Mo any chance to react. He stepped forward and punched Zhou Mo directly in the face.
While Zhou Mo was still retreating, he was suddenly punched again. Without any time to prepare, the young man in short shirt hit Zhou Mo directly on the bridge of his nose and eye sockets with his full force punch.
This time the young Taoist priest was beaten further, and the Taoist bun on his head was blown away. After he staggered to his feet, his hair was spread out in all directions, and blood oozed out from his entire face. He looked extremely embarrassed, with blood flowing out of his eyes and the tip of his nose. , Zhou Mo used his right hand to rub his face randomly, and when he touched the bridge of his nose, it was so painful that he couldn't help but pause for a moment.
"You two don't fight..." Chong Ying wanted to start organizing, but Lu Fengbai waved his hand to stop him. Everyone in Yijian Villa could only watch Lin Manliu and Zhou Mo confront each other.
Lin Manliu panted and waited for Zhou Mo's counterattack. Zhou Mo prepared for a moment and imitated those men and wanted to spit bloody phlegm on the ground. As a result... he couldn't spit out, only the sound of retching in his throat.
The young Taoist priest gave up this move and began to clench his fists in front of him. Seeing Lin Manliu waiting for him to punch, he ran directly towards Lin Manliu and punched Lin Manliu's face. The boy in short shirt Before his long fist could reach his face, he punched the young Taoist priest's elbow directly.
But he was careless. Zhou Mo's punch was actually empty, and the real punch came from the other hand. When the boy in short shirt blocked the path of the previous punch, Zhou Mo's other punch directly hit Lin Man. On Liu's lower abdomen, the power of his punch was no weaker than Lin Manliu's previous two punches.
Then, in order to defeat the enemy, the boy in the short shirt immediately struck downwards with one hand. Unexpectedly, Zhou Mo had already retracted his fist, and a whip kick directly hit the right waist of the boy in the short shirt. Lin Manliu could not avoid it and was hit by Zhou Mo was kicked out and rolled on the ground several times before he got up with difficulty and looked at the young Taoist priest.
"Isn't he very good at fighting? Master Lin!" The young Taoist priest began to taunt him directly, and he no longer had the morale of the previous Taoist monks on the mountain.
Lin Manliu didn't give him any chance to show off his power. After getting up, he rushed towards Zhou Mo's position and punched out one after another, as if he was using his hands as a sword and his body as a blade.
The sword is as powerful as Huanglong!
His right fist was punched directly at Zhou Mo's protective forearm. When Zhou Mo was protecting with all his strength, his lower body also began to move. He kicked out and directly hit the palm of Zhou Mo's other hand. Judging from the posture, he was going to kick Zhou Mo's hand that had just thrown the silver needle into pieces.
Zhou Mona would give him this opportunity. After another punch, he reached forward with his hand, grabbed the boy's ankle directly, and then pulled back violently, closing the distance between himself and the boy in a short shirt. Then he used his elbow to exert force. His attack this time was even more brutal, heading straight towards the kneecap of the boy in a short shirt. If the attack was successful, Lin Manliu's leg would probably be destroyed.
Just as he extended his elbow, the young man in a short shirt stretched his arms back and bumped his head forward. He hit Zhou Mo's elbow with his own head. This was like this. After the collision, Zhou Mo's figure became unstable. The boy in short shirt immediately retracted his feet and then ran forward directly.
He jumped up and knocked Zhou Mo to the ground. He knocked on his arms with his feet, leaving the young Taoist priest with no chance to resist. Then he punched the young Taoist priest in the face one after another.
After an unknown amount of time, the breath of the young Taoist priest beneath him began to weaken. The punches of the boy in short shirt began to become slower, but there was no trace of anger in his eyes.
Until something fell out of Zhou Mo's arms, it was a piece of tortoise shell with the words Lin Manliu and Zhou Mo engraved on it.
Compared with what he had seen before, half of the tortoise shell with the word "Zhou Mo" began to show signs of fragmentation. The boy in short shirt stared at the tortoise shell fragments and gradually stopped punching.
The tortoise shell was soaked in the blood of the two young men, and the blood slowly left the center of the tortoise shell along with the cracks in the tortoise shell.
Zhou Mo slowly turned his head to look at the tortoise shell soaked in blood. He could not open his eyes anymore. He shouted at the young man: "Go on...kill this evil guy like me right here..." keep going".
The boy in a short shirt stood up, spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm next to Zhou Mo, and said to him with a sullen face: "This is it."
Then Lin Manliu turned around and left.
Zhou Mo stood up and picked up the piece of tortoise shell soaked in blood and put it in the palm of his hand. Then a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, soaking the front of his clothes that was still clean.
He shouted to the back of the boy in a short shirt: "The remaining people are dead! Crossing the river in Yuezhou..." He wanted to say something else, and then more blood spurted out from his mouth and nose. .
The young man in a short shirt stopped and turned around, looking at the young Taoist priest who was covering his mouth and nose. He roughly guessed the signs of his calculations and whispered expressionlessly: "My past and future, don't bother Shuang Juedao." The elder has calculated it for me. Even if he dies, I will bring his body back to Fengcheng or kill all his murderers."
"A stupid person like you, are you pitying me, a deduction genius? It's really ridiculous. I use you and me to observe the Tao in the past and present, and calculate my future destiny and how far my Taoism can lead me. Who will decide whether a mortal will live or die!" "After Zhou Mo stopped bleeding, he laughed wildly.
Lin Manliu didn't respond to the young Taoist priest's reply and walked straight towards Lu Fengbai and his party.
The young man in a short shirt saluted Lu Fengbai and said, "Can the owner of the village escort the caravan back to southern Xinjiang, along with the dead person?"
Lu Fengbai nodded and said: "Of course everyone in the caravan can do it, but we may have to stay here for a while longer. That brother... let's bury him on the spot. And now that it's over, why don't you go back with us? ?".
The boy in a short shirt laughed miserably: "We can't go back until the matter is over."
Lu Fengbai sighed and said, "Since I heard what happened in Yuezhou, I must be careful when I go there. The Evil Slaughter Sect cannot allow the No. 1 force in the south to attack for a long time."
Lin Manliu bowed his hands and bowed to everyone at Yijian Villa and said: "The date of my departure and return is unknown. My colleagues, Manliu will leave first! The mountains are high and the rivers are long. We will see each other again."
Everyone in Yijian Villa said goodbye to the boy in a short shirt. Then Lin Manliu put his Shan Ye Xing and Chu Chuang Die on his back again, and led his Xiao Huang out of the pass. Xiao Huang seemed to hate the smell of blood here. Traveling at an extremely fast speed, Lin Manliu got on his horse and galloped away from the maple leaf forest.
After walking around Lin Manliu, everyone at Yijian Villa dug up the soil and dug graves. They buried the eighteen dead comrades and the dead caravan man first, and casually walked out of the camp to gather the corpses of the bandits. Burned together.
There is sufficient food, water and supplies in the pass, so everyone in Yijian Villa stayed here. Lu Fengbai also wanted to explore some secrets about the sword appreciation event at Zhujian Peak last year.
From then on, it stopped until June 27th. On the 22nd, Lu Fengbai and Lu Cishan found some letters in a secret compartment.
After careful inspection, although it was just some ordinary materials retrieval letters, several sects that participated in the Sword Appreciation Conference last year were secretly mentioned in them.
