After successfully killing Lu Ying, Song Xin took his head and started to return to Jiangbei.
At the same time, because of this huge loss, the Lu family's years of hard work were ruined. From then on, the Lu family's intelligence control over the entire Jingzhou and Soochow was greatly reduced. The biggest winner this time is Liu Bei. Although Luyuncheng was damaged before, it was nothing compared to the Lu family's losses.
Because they guessed Lu Ying's plan to kill people with a borrowed knife in advance, just like they did against Lu Yuncheng in Jingzhou. But this time, it was the Lu family who fell into the trap.
During this period, Zhou Yu and Cao Ren launched a brutal tug-of-war in Jiangling. Now Cao Ren's situation is very bad, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei are still harassing the grain road from Xiangyang, Xiakou to Jiangling. There were more and more wounded soldiers in Jiangling City, and the supply of food and grass began to become tight. Because the grain road was constantly harassed, he had no time to replenish the losses of his soldiers. Although the casualties in each battle were comparable to those of Zhou Yu's army, Zhou Yu's army could receive a steady stream of supplies.
However, Zhou Yu did not dare to underestimate him. If he did not take his opponent seriously, he might be seized by the opponent to counterattack fatally. .
Because of the war, countless people were displaced and starved to death everywhere. The originally prosperous northern part of Jingzhou became devastated. Song Xin had just come from the south of the Yangtze River, and when he saw this miserable scene again, he felt as if he was in another world.
On the way back to Xiangyang, he deliberately returned to Mianshui. At this time, the river water returned to its usual state, with fast currents. There were no practitioners around.
I wonder if those who came later got the treasure they wanted? Song Xin saw that the small village where she stayed with Zhang Moyang and the others was still so desolate and lonely, all alone at the foot of the mountain.
Song Xin saw that it was getting late and walked in. However, the village at this time was already lifeless.
The houses of several elderly people at the entrance of the village were already in ruins, and most of the thatched cottage where he once stayed had collapsed.
Song Xin sighed, "With the Yangtze River, the north of the Yangtze River is so depressed, and the south of the Yangtze River is so prosperous. It is not surprising that Cao Cao was defeated this time."
The trip to the south of the Yangtze River these days made him feel as if he had returned from another world.
"Although Jiangnan is beautiful, I still have to come back." Song Xin looked at it for a while, shook his head helplessly, and was about to leave. Suddenly he saw a human arm in the broken wall.
He walked over and saw an old man lying behind the broken wall. It was the lame old man who stayed with him that day.
"Are they back again?" Song Xin was startled, recalling that when they dealt with the bandits' lair, everyone in the village fled.
There was a cut from the lame old man's neck to his chest, almost cutting him in half. The blood had dried up, and the wounds were crawling with insects, which had almost eaten away the corpse's internal organs.
"It looks like the dead body has been here for a long time."
After careful searching, Song Xin found several more corpses, all of which were villagers who had left and returned.
However, the wounds on their bodies were all caused by ordinary swords. It was most likely that bandits or deserters came here to rob and kill.
Song Xin felt heartbroken and said to the deserted village: "I will help you build a tomb... to thank you for staying here."
He found a shovel, dug several holes, and buried the corpses he could find on the spot. Finally, he placed a few stones on the mound to serve as tombstones. Song Xin paid his respects and said:
"Song Xin will help you guard your tomb for a night as repayment for the kindness of these elderly people in taking you in..."
Near Fengtu, he saw a shack. Song Xin walked in, sat down cross-legged, and began to circulate Qi.
Late at night, near the first watch, the grass rustled in the wind, and soon it started to snow and rain again. Wave after wave of cold rain fell on the ground, forming streams and flowing towards the Mianshui below the village. Song Xin suddenly opened his eyes, because in the sound of rain, he caught a strange sound.
Almost at the same time, Xiaoyu also reminded: "Song Xin, someone is approaching."
Song Xin said: "I heard it. It was the sound of horse hooves. There are quite a few people there."
Song Xin's hearing at this time was so amazing that he could clearly distinguish the sound of horse hooves from the noise of the rain even without using his spiritual consciousness. His senses are also very keen. Just through the vibration of the ground, he already knows how many people are coming.
"Who are they?" Xiaoyu asked.
Song Xin said: "I don't know. It looks like he is passing by, so don't worry." After saying that, he closed his eyes again.
After a while, a bell rang from far to near, and a group of fast horses rushed into the village. For a moment, the people screamed and the horses neighed, tearing the original silence to pieces.
"Bah, this is a deserted village again!" said a tall and thin young man in the crowd.
"The war is going on now, but here is the only place that is relatively peaceful. There happens to be a house here, so we will rest here tonight." A middle-aged strong man ordered, obviously the leader among these people. The others listened to his words and dismounted one after another.
At this time, a man walked up to the middle-aged man and asked in a low voice: "Boss Chen, will that man catch up again?"
Boss Chen said: "This place is remote and hard to find, and it is far from the main road. Our enemies will never think that we have turned back again. We will leave a few brothers to keep vigil at night while the others take a rest. And I have sent someone to deliver the news. As long as we survive safely, After tonight, you won’t have to be afraid of that devil anymore.”
Song Xin keenly heard the words "come back, devil", and his heart moved, and he guessed that these people might have come from the wrong way.
"Oh, I've been running away for several days, but they always catch up. I'm afraid..."
"Okay, it's useless to talk anymore. Let's get firewood and cook." The middle-aged man named Mr. Chen shouted.
"Boss, there is someone here!"
I don't know who saw Song Xin sitting in the shack and suddenly shouted a warning.
Everyone tensed up and drew their weapons, bows and arrows, aiming at Song Xin, ready to fight.
"Wait a minute, this is a little brother." Boss Chen stopped everyone and walked towards Song Xin.
Song Xin opened her eyes and looked at him and said, "I'm passing by too. You guys are sleeping, I won't disturb you."
Boss Chen still looked wary, "Little brother, where have all the people in this village gone?"
Song Xin turned around and looked at the tomb not far away, "I don't know, he was probably killed by bandits."
Boss Chen didn't say anything, and waved to his men behind him, telling them to disperse.
He then walked into the shack, took off the bamboo hat on his head, and cupped his hands to Song Xin, "Little brother, in this world, human lives are like animals, why do you need to bury them?"
"I once stayed here and received help from the villagers. I couldn't bear to expose their remains, so I buried them."
Boss Chen laughed and said: "I didn't expect that little brother is still a man of justice. But these days, everyone is too busy looking after themselves, so why should you?"
"It's just a little effort."
Boss Chen chuckled, "Little brother, where are you going?"
"Xiangyang."
"Xiangyang, is that the place where the war is going on? Are you going to join the army?"
Song Xin shook his head and glanced at Boss Chen, "Brother, where are you going and what are you doing?"
Boss Chen smiled slyly, "It's not convenient to say this."
Song Xin smiled and said, "It's not convenient for me to say that."
Boss Chen was stunned. He didn't expect that this young man was living alone in a deserted village late at night, with tombs as his company, and he didn't even have any weapons. Not only was he not afraid, he didn't even show any timidity after seeing himself. Look at him. Although he is wearing ordinary clothes, his temperament is extraordinary.
Boss Chen couldn't help but become more confused, "Could he be transformed into some kind of mountain spirit tree monster?" Boss Chen thought to himself.
"Uncle, have you finished speaking? Your brothers are still waiting for you." Song Xin reminded.
"Oh, then I won't bother you little brother." Boss Chen was annoyed, but before, Song Xin would have been killed by him if he talked to him like this.
However, Song Xin's calmness tonight made him feel a little palpitated. The aura emanating from him could even completely suppress his murderous intention.
"It's okay. You guys will take turns keeping watch while the others eat and go to bed."
"Boss, then he..."
"Don't disturb him." When Boss Chen said this, the brothers beside him were stunned for a moment. "Don't disturb him" had never been heard from Boss Chen. However, they still followed the instructions and did not disturb Song Xin.
These people were busy until it was almost three o'clock, and finally became quiet again. The rain had stopped by this time, and the village was quiet, damp, and cold. Only the sound of the night watchman's feet stepping on puddles could be heard from time to time.
While Song Xin was practicing Qi with his eyes closed, his consciousness was constantly scanning the surroundings, and Xiaoyu was also helping him pay attention to what was going on around him.
Another gust of wind blew by, and Song Xin suddenly opened his eyes, because this wind carried a hint of murderous intent...
7017k
