"Catch the thief today! Kill him!"
As he spoke, a man rode in alone and took the lead with a knife. Before the minions could recover from the explosion, the sharp blade had already scratched his neck.
When Song Xin saw this man, he immediately beamed with joy, "Brother Wei!" Behind Wei Tong, Song Ya, Zhang Hu, Zhang Xiuyang and others led more than a hundred people, like floods rushing into the dry river bed. Those bandits who were still in a daze were instantly wiped out.
"Song Ya is coming!" Song Ya urged the horse, held a spear and sent it forward, piercing the chest of a minion. Then he abandoned the spear and held the handle of the knife at his waist. The long knife drew a crescent moon and a minion. His head rolled to the ground with a grunt.
The retainers, servants, and guards behind them were also scrambling for the first place. No matter what the formation was, it seemed as if what they saw in front of them were not bandits, but white money.
The bandits who had been talking shamelessly and arrogantly just now were so frightened by the aura of Wei Tong and others that their legs weakened, and those who tried to resist were immediately chopped down with knives.
At this moment, the last bit of will of the minions was shattered by another loud shout:
"The evil thief, Guo Yilai!"
Then Guo Yi, Zhou Zhong, and Liu Mu led more than a hundred people to attack from the other side.
The minions, who were still shaken to pieces by the explosion just now, were knocked down by several war horses before they could react. The retainers, guards and private soldiers who followed behind them swarmed up and stabbed the fallen people to death one by one. .
Although Guo Yi was usually a civil servant, at this time, the gentry prince was also accustomed to swordsmanship. He grabbed the bow on the saddle, pulled it open and shot an arrow, hitting one of the minions in the eye.
"Good archery skills!" Song Xin saw it from a distance and couldn't help but cheer loudly.
"What about mine!?" Zhang Xiuyang was not to be outdone. Wherever he passed, iron rods flew and minions howled miserably and were thrown into the air.
Wei Tong and others were shocked to see that this boy was so powerful.
Feng Hu came back to his senses at this time and saw the officers and soldiers surrounding him. He roared and pulled out the iron thorns on his face. Immediately, blood dyed his face red. He grabbed a ring-head knife from the dead body on the ground. "I will fight with you!"
When the minions around him who were still able to move heard this, they immediately gathered in front of Feng Hu, raising their swords and spears, wanting to make a last-ditch resistance.
At this time, another black ball rolled into the crowd. Only then did Feng Hu see the horror of this thing. He quickly grabbed a minion and blocked it in front of him.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and a ball of bright flames exploded among the bandits, and the air wave lifted more than a dozen people into the air instantly. The minions in front of Feng Hu were beaten into a honeycomb by the sprayed caltrops, and the two of them were like fallen leaves in the wind.
Feng Hu fell to pieces, and the morale of the bandits who were still resisting suddenly collapsed. I don't know who shouted, "Escape!" The crowd dispersed, but they were surrounded and there was no way to escape.
There was a dull sound of swords slicing through flesh. The remaining minions knew that they could not escape tonight. Their legs became weak and they knelt down. They threw away their swords and surrendered.
At this time, only Feng Hu and a few cronies were left, surrounded by Wei Tong's men.
"Thief, tie yourself up if you don't dare!" Guo Yi pointed his sword at Feng Hu and shouted.
"Hahahaha, let me, Feng Hu, surrender. What a beautiful idea!" Feng Hu pulled out the iron nails on his face and spit out a mouthful of blood. He saw that Wei Tong was the leader on the other side, pointed his knife at Wei Tong and asked, "Before I die, can you let me know who this hero is?"
Wei Tong strode out and said, "I am Wei Ziming of Yingchuan. Surrender quickly."
Feng Hu smiled bitterly, "It turns out to be the hero Wei of Yingchuan, whose name I have admired for a long time. It turns out that I, Feng Hu, fell into the hands of the hero Wei. I have nothing to say. But it is absolutely impossible for me to surrender!"
After saying that, he put the knife on his neck, "Brother, I will take the first step! You must avenge me!"
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Suddenly, a stone flew out of the darkness and hit Feng Hu's wrist with a bang. He screamed in pain and fell to the ground with his long knife. Then a figure suddenly rushed out and punched Feng Hu in the stomach.
Feng Hu only felt as if his stomach was hit by a giant tree, and his body arched like a cooked shrimp. Then someone grabbed his hair, and when he looked up, it was Song Xin.
"Want to die? It's not that easy!" Then Song Xin suddenly struck Feng Hu on the back of the head with a knife, knocking him out. The minions beside him were also frightened. They didn't even see clearly where Song Xin rushed out from.
Wei Tong saw that the bandit leader had been captured alive and ordered the remaining bandits to be tied up. Song Xin saw Wei Tong and asked excitedly: "Brother Wei, cousin, brother Guo, you are all here!"
"It was Mr. Cao Chong who wrote a letter asking Mr. Guo to find me to save people."
Song Ya followed and whispered: "Master Cao knows that you can take care of these bandits by yourself, but he is afraid that it will be difficult for you to explain when you go back, so let us perform a play with you."
Guo Yi also nodded, "Don't worry, those who are coming tonight are all trustworthy people. We have told them what to say and will not leak your information."
Song Xin suddenly realized that Cao Chong did not want his identity as a practitioner to be exposed, so he arranged for Guo Yi and Wei Tong to lead troops out. In this way, if you go back and say that Wei Tong led the people to kill the bandits, you won't arouse any suspicion. It can also allow people like Zhang Hu and Song Ya to make some contributions and be promoted more easily.
Song Xin secretly admired Cao Chong's cleverness. Even if he didn't discuss it with him in advance, every aspect would be within his calculations.
Wei Tong saw Zhang Xiuyang walking over and said, "Brother Zhang is really awesome, beyond my expectation." Then he asked in a low voice, "Is this little brother also a practitioner?"
Song Xin nodded and called Zhang Xiuyang to his side to introduce him to everyone.
Zhang Xiuyang said to Song Xin: "I just received a message from Senior Liang. He said that Mr. Zhu has prepared a banquet. Mr. Wei and all of you must be guests at his house."
Wei Tong knew that Zhu was also a local landowner, so he extended the invitation. It would be rude not to go, so he nodded and agreed. Then he waved his hand to Zhang Hu and others, "Tie Feng Hu tightly and take him back!"
"No!" Zhang Hu responded and asked someone to string the surrendered bandits together with ropes. Feng Hu was also stripped of his clothes, tied like a rice dumpling, and thrown onto a horse.
The group walked all night and arrived at Zhujia Town at dawn. But they saw Mr. Zhu and Liang Xing already waiting outside the town.
Seeing the brigade approaching, Mr. Zhu greeted them with a smile and bowed respectfully: "This little man, Zhu Shou, has met the Yueqi Colonel, Mr. Wei Ziming."
Wei Tong stepped forward and bowed, "Mr. Zhu, are you here specially to wait? You are so polite."
Master Zhu was smiling all over his face, "Master Wei is being too modest. I have heard of your reputation as a hero a long time ago and have long wanted to make friends with you."
Butler Zhu beside him said hurriedly: "My master was so excited that he stayed up all night when he knew that he could meet with you. He urged everyone to get up before dawn to greet you."
Mr. Zhu looked at Feng Hu on horseback and laughed loudly: "Master Wei has won the victory, and the people of this town are very happy. This Feng Hu has often caused harm to the villages and towns near us. Now that he has been wiped out by Master Wei, it is really a blessing to the local people." .”
Wei Tong smiled faintly, "This is also the contribution of all brothers, not just me."
Mr. Zhu repeatedly praised Wei Tong's loyalty, "Master Wei, I have prepared a banquet. You have had a hard night, so why not go to my house to rest with all the heroes. We will make people look down on these bandits."
"Okay, I'll excuse you." Wei Tong and others also walked all night and were a little tired.
Song Xin and Zhang Xiuyang followed the crowd into Zhujia Town, only to find that dozens of tables were already lined up along the street, all prepared for the servants, guards and diners who were following them. It turns out to be Mr. Zhu
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Book all the wine shops in the town and let them entertain everyone with the best dishes.
Mr. Zhu invited Wei Tong, Guo Yi, Song Xin, Zhang Xiuyang, Zhang Hu, Zhou Zhong, Liu Mu and others to enter the Guo Mansion. At this time, the house no longer had the decadent atmosphere of the past, and the walls had been painted, giving it a new look. .
Zhang Xiuyang said: "Senior Liang found a sum of money from somewhere and helped Master Zhu repair the mansion. This time it is not an illusion."
Song Xin nodded and smiled.
Everyone sat down in the banquet hall, and soon servants came in with wine and meat. Everyone pushed glasses and changed glasses, which was very lively. Mr. Zhu obviously valued Wei Tong and Guo Yi very much and toasted frequently. The two of them drank a few more drinks without realizing it.
Everyone drank until the afternoon before the banquet dispersed. Master Zhu saw that Wei Tong and Guo Yi were a little drunk, so he arranged for them to go to the guest room to rest first. Wei Tong told Zhang Hu and others to keep an eye on the prisoners, and then they went to rest in peace.
Song Xin and Zhang Xiuyang were not tired, so they discussed their cultivation experiences together in the room. As they talked about it, they unconsciously lost track of time.
Zhang Xiuyang turned over a piece of jade slip in his hand and sighed in admiration from time to time: "This set of "The Theory of Zhou Tian Cycle" is really good. I have never tried to use Xuan Qi to practice it, and it can also temper the Xuan Qi repeatedly. Enhance the effect of body training.”
Zhang Xiuyang has always been quite curious. Song Xin's cultivation is always a little faster than his own. It turns out that he uses this method. What he knows about practicing qi is to inhale the mysterious energy and convert it into true energy in the body, and then send it to the spiritual core for storage. But I didn't expect that the true energy was only transformed once and was not completely tempered. In fact, it could be recycled many times. I have never even heard of the term Little Zhoutian, Middle Zhoutian and Great Zhoutian.
Song Xin was also surprised. It turns out that not everyone knows this method. "Then how do you refine your body and meridians?"
"Our Five Pecks of Rice Sect all uses this kind of paper charms, as well as some body-refining elixirs. But I think your method is better. Paper charms and elixirs are all foreign objects after all. By the way, you can bear it now. How many times will it be tempered?"
"I can barely withstand forty-eight times at the moment."
"Forty-eight times? Wouldn't it be possible to reach the small Zhoutian mentioned in "The Theory of Zhoutian Cycle" just one more time?"
Song Xin smiled bitterly and said: "This is the threshold for little Zhou Tian, but it is as difficult as climbing to heaven. I have tried many times but failed because I couldn't stand the pain."
Zhang Xiuyang was curious and tried it according to the instructions in the book, but after only twenty attempts, the pain became unbearable and he stopped.
"It hurts so much. You are such a monster. Do you practice like this every day?" Zhang Xiuyang seemed to have experienced life and death just now, and even felt like he was surviving a disaster. However, after only one attempt, he discovered that the meridians in his body had different strengths, and only the wood and water meridians were stronger.
Song Xin nodded and said, "It's good to get used to it. If the strength of the meridians is different, if you break through to a higher level in the future, you will encounter bigger and bigger bottlenecks."
Zhang Xiuyang kept the contents of the bamboo slips in mind, "Can I give one to Senior Brother Mo Yang? He has encountered a bottleneck recently and has been unable to break through."
"If you are willing to tell Brother Mo Yang, I certainly won't mind. If you can help him break through, that would be the best!"
Zhang Xiuyang nodded, "Hey, I've always wanted to ask you if you could show it to him. Once he writes it down, we will destroy the jade slip immediately and never reveal a word."
Song Xin warned: "By the way, this method also has risks. If the meridians really can't bear the pain and pressure, the Qi must be released in time, otherwise there will be danger. You'd better prepare some pills to repair the meridians, just in case. needs.”
The two of them both felt that they had benefited a lot from their exchange, and it seems that practice cannot be done behind closed doors. Zhang Xiuyang also couldn't wait to return to Hanzhong and handed the jade slip to Zhang Moyang.
At this time, Song Xin's ears moved and she heard slight footsteps coming from the yard outside.
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