Zhang Moyang walked to the deep pit left by Guo Xiu and looked at the dark cave below, "Junior brother, does it look familiar?"
Zhang Xiuyang nodded, "Well, it must be a lizard catfish."
Luo Yao came over, raised his hands and said: "Thank you three for helping me. I am Luo Yao, the Luo family of Xuzhou Immortal City. I don't know their surnames?"
Zhang Moyang then turned around, showed a smile and said: "It turns out to be Luo's fellow Taoist. I'm teaching Zhang Moyang five buckets of rice. This is my junior brother Zhang Xiuyang." He pointed at Liang Xing again, "This is Senior Liang Xing."
"Chongyuan Wuzong, Mo Xiu Ji Xuan..." Luo Yao frowned slightly and suddenly said: "Are you the first disciple of the Mo generation, Zhang Moyang!?"
"Exactly, I wonder why Miss Luo is here?"
Luo Yao suddenly remembered an important thing, "Oh no! Song Xin!" Being blocked by Guo Xiu, she didn't know how Song Xin was doing now. She told the story of Song Xin going to save her mother. Zhang Moyang and the other three were shocked after hearing this.
Zhang Xiuyang said angrily: "How dare you hijack Brother Song's family!"
Zhang Moyang said: "It's a little strange at this time. Let's find Song Xin first!"
The four people discussed it and went into the forest to look for the bandit's lair. After a while, Liang Xing sent a message and found it!
Zhang Moyang, Zhang Xiuyang and Luo Yao came to where Liang Xing was and saw a huge mountain village hidden under the forest not far away. Above the main entrance, a dried human head swayed in the wind.
This is the head of Feng Bao, the former master of the village.
"Song Xin has already entered..." Zhang Moyang saw a pile of corpses lying at the foot of the wooden building of the village. They were all killed by a powerful crossbow.
When Zhang Xiuyang saw these crossbow arrows, he asked doubtfully: "Isn't it Song Xin?"
Zhang Moyang frowned, "Whether it is true or not, it seems that he was very careful and did not attract divine punishment. I guess it was the puppets under him who did it."
After hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. What they were most worried about was that Song Xin would use magic to kill people in a rage, thus attracting divine punishment.
The four people jumped onto the wooden wall. The camp was in a mess as far as they could see. Many thieves with broken limbs fell to the ground and groaned in pain. At this time, someone saw four more people jumping up on the wall and screamed in fright.
Not far away, in front of a large tent, the headless body of a short fat man fell at the door of a large house. There were several corpses lying around him.
Seeing this tragic scene, Luo Yao couldn't help but turn her head. At this time, Liang Xing recognized the clothes and weapons of Humpty Dumpty and his companions, "Are they... from Guangfutang?"
"Guangfu Hall?" Zhang Xiuyang and Luo Yao were startled at the same time, and asked almost in unison: "Why are the people from Guangfu Hall here?"
Zhang Moyang jumped off the high wall with a gloomy face, and grabbed a Baibo Army thief who was trying to escape, "What's going on here!?"
The thief's face turned pale with fright. Before he could say anything, his crotch felt hot and he peed his pants in fright. Shivering pointed behind him and said incoherently: "They...he has already left!"
Zhang Moyang frowned, "Them?"
Zhang Xiuyang grabbed another bandit who was slightly injured and asked him. The man didn't dare to hide anything and told him everything about what happened not long ago.
Time goes back half a day ago...
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A bandit on the wooden floor of the cottage stared at Song Xin below and shouted: "Who are you? Tell me your name? Are you looking for death? Do you know where this place is?"
Song Xin looked up at him and sneered, "You asked me to use money to redeem people, why did you forget?"
The two thieves on the wall looked at each other with mockery in their eyes. He raised his hand to open the door, and then a dozen big men rushed out and surrounded Song Xin.
"Where's the money?"
Song Xin glanced at them,
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He asked coldly: "Where are the people?"
A big man stepped forward, looked at Song Xin condescendingly, and asked with a sneer: "Are you asking me?"
Song Xin slowly raised her head and met his eyes, "I'm not asking you, are you asking a pig or a dog?"
The big man's face changed, and then he burst into laughter: "Hahaha, you have some courage." Halfway through, his face suddenly turned ferocious, he grabbed Song Xin's collar and raised it in front of him, almost face to face, and a wave of The stench of alcohol sprayed on Song Xin's face,
"But you are looking in the wrong place. This is not your mother-in-law's bed. None of the people our Bai Bo army has robbed have been able to get out."
As he spoke, he laughed loudly and wanted to throw Song Xin back to the ground.
But in an instant, the big man's expression froze on his face, and a sharp pain shot up from his forearm.
Song Xin pinched his forearm with two fingers, like two nails.
"Ah!" The big man screamed, and the minions beside him were shocked and raised their weapons.
"Bang bang bang." Suddenly, seven or eight crossbow arrows were shot from nowhere, instantly nailing these minions to the ground alive.
On the wooden building, just as the minions were about to issue a warning, two figures suddenly appeared from behind and wiped their necks quickly and accurately.
The big man saw that his men were wiped out in an instant, and knew that the other party was well prepared. He endured the severe pain and tried to open his mouth, but suddenly a sharp blade pierced his mouth directly and passed through the back of his head. The big man's body twitched, and then he lost his life.
More than a dozen men and women emerged from the dense forest, they were yellow-skinned half-bones and ghost soldiers. Each of them holds a crossbow and wears a strange-looking armor, with the scales of a lizard catfish shining brightly in the sun.
"Let's go in." Song Xin said, but his tone was as cold as ice cave hell.
The ghost soldiers jumped up to the wall and dispersed, clearing out the minions standing guard on the wall one by one.
The minions noticed the strange movement and gathered here one after another. However, anyone who came within one foot of him would be hit by the flying rocks he shot, causing their muscles and bones to be broken, and they would roll to the ground and scream in agony. After a while, the screams became louder.
"What are you yelling about!" A short, fat man rushed out of the bedroom in anger, carrying a pair of pliers and a pair of women's footbags (socks used to wrap feet) wrapped around his body.
This person is none other than the senior brother from Guangfu Hall who killed Elder Mi not long ago and divided up his demon pill.
They came here and occupied the cottage, killed the bandit leader Feng Bao, and hung his head on the gate of the cottage to deter the bandits. After several days of exposure to the sun, it had already dried.
Song Xin came to the short fat man, saw the big pliers in his hands, and already knew what was going on, "Where are my aunt and the others?"
The short fat man looked at Song Xin in front of him and sneered, "I didn't expect that someone would dare to come to my territory to kill people."
"I didn't expect that people from Guangfutang would actually become robbers."
The short fat man was very surprised, "Do you know Guangfutang? Who are you?" Unexpectedly, the other party actually knew his details.
"Song Xin."
The short fat man's face suddenly changed, "Song Xin!? You are..."
"You kidnapped my family and cut off my mother's fingers. You don't know, right?" Song Xin asked coldly.
The short fat man felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. The attendant Cao Chong mentioned by Wen Xian was actually the man who killed the elder of Guangfutang. He quickly changed his smile and said:
"It turns out to be Mr. Song. This was all a misunderstanding. We didn't know it was your family... Not long ago, someone sent a sum of money and said that we would intercept and kill a mother and daughter. He also asked me to write him down. Send the letter to Piyong..."
"Intercept and kill?" Song Xin's expression became a little colder when he heard these two words.
"You killed them..."
The short fat man waved his hands in panic: "No, no
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, they are not dead. "
At this time, the disciples of Guangfu Hall had gathered around. When they heard that it was Song Xin, they were at a loss. The young man in front of him once killed two of their elders. How could these disciples be his opponents?
"If that person hadn't lied to us, how could we have provoked the young master's family?" the short fat man explained hurriedly.
Song Xin stared at him, "Where is the person? Hand it over."
The short fat man quickly called for people and carried Song Xin's mother and sister out of the cave behind.
I saw my mother's face was covered with blood, her breathing was weak, and she was unconscious. Two fingers were missing from one hand. My sister's eyes were distracted and she didn't even recognize Song Xin when she saw him.
Song Xin couldn't help but kneel beside her mother, tears streaming down her face. Who would have known that going to Piyong to watch a season review would put my mother and sister through such torture.
"Aniang...it's all my fault..." He felt extremely regretful. He should have insisted on sending them back in person at that time.
The bandits on the side looked at each other, no one dared to make a sound, and they didn't know what this young man would do to them.
Song Xin took out grapes and dripped the juice into the mouths of mother and daughter. Ajiang's eyes trembled slightly, and she vaguely saw a familiar face, "Brother..." She called out softly, but her lips were dry. It's like roasting on fire. But when he saw the robbers around him, he screamed again and buried his face deeply in his chest.
Song Xin wiped away her tears, hugged her sister tightly and comforted her: "Sister, it's okay, I'm here to save you."
Ajiang trembled slightly, "Aniang...she..."
At this time, Ban Gu whispered beside Song Xin: "Old Madam, I'm afraid..."
"Shut up!" Song Xin shouted in a hoarse voice, lowering his head and remaining silent. Song Xin used his spiritual consciousness to explore his mother's injuries and found that her life was rapidly passing away.
The short fat man in Guangfutang was shocked and hurriedly shouted to the minions beside him: "Who asked you to torture her!?"
The minions were so frightened that they hesitated and did not dare to speak.
"Carry them out." Song Xin ordered, and the ghost soldiers stepped forward to lift the mother and daughter. No one in the stronghold dared to stop them.
"What does that person look like?" Song Xin looked at the short fat man and asked, his cold eyes making him tremble.
"He said that he was a retainer of Mr. Wei like Piyong. He asked us to rob your family members and lure you to come and redeem them. Then we would kill you together."
"Master Wei...is his name Wei Qian?"
The short fat man nodded hurriedly, "That's right, that's right, there are his letters here." He hurriedly called a follower and fetched a letter.
"Master Wei... Wei Qian..." Song Xin read the letter and realized that Wei Qian was behind all this. The letter said that after the event was completed, he would be thanked heavily and allow these bandits to join the Wei family as private soldiers.
"Please, Master, let us go. My sister was just frightened..." the short fat man explained with fear on his face.
"I'm scared... Where is my mother?"
"..." The short fat man didn't dare to answer.
Song Xin slowly raised his head, looked at him, smiled slightly, and slowly raised his hand.
The short fat man didn't know why, so he laughed stupidly.
Suddenly, a golden needle penetrated his skull. The high temperature instantly boiled his brain, and the entire skull instantly expanded and exploded into pieces.
When the remaining disciples of Guangfu Hall saw their senior brother being killed, they all drew their weapons. "Fight him!"
They knew they couldn't escape today, and they still wanted to fight the trapped beast.
Song Xin smiled coldly and flicked his fingers. Although these Guangfu Hall disciples had great cultivation, they could not stop the power of the sharp golden seal and died in an instant.
"Wei Qian..." Song Xin turned to look in Piyong's direction, his eyes gradually becoming colder.
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