After tracking him all night, he returned in vain. It was not until dawn when the rooster crows that Pang Zijian returned to the Qie Zui Inn in frustration.
She pushed open the door with a tired look on her face, and what she saw was Yao Lin, who was burying her head in tears and sobbing. She looked particularly weak and pitiful when her shoulders were hunched.
Pang Zijian frowned, stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong with Junior Sister Yao? Why are you crying here?"
Yao Lin raised her head and said with tears in her eyes: "Senior Brother Pang, you are finally back, Uncle Tong..."
Pang Zijian's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but change his color and said: "Uncle Tong? Did someone attack him last night while he was using his energy to drive away poison?! Then he...?"
Yao Lin quickly shook her head and said: "No, it was Master Tong who caught up with Master and the others last night. After a fierce battle, he fainted due to poisonous hair and is still unconscious."
Pang Zijian then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Master Uncle Yu and Master Tong have a close friendship and they won't kill each other. Just go back and ask Junior Master to detoxify them. Junior Sister Yao doesn't have to worry so much."
Yao Lin's expression became even more bitter, and she cried sadly: "Uncle Tong is fine, but Brother Hou... was beaten to death by that monster."
Pang Zijian was so surprised that he cried out: "What? That monster killed someone again?!"
Yao Lin choked with sobs and said, "Originally, Master ordered me and Senior Brother Hou to bring Uncle Tong back. Unexpectedly, the monster suddenly appeared on the way and attacked us without any explanation."
"Senior Brother Hou slapped him to death on the spot. Fortunately, Master Peng came to help. Seeing that the monster couldn't take advantage, he feinted a shot and ran away."
Pang Zijian's face turned livid with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "This monster deserves to die! Junior Brother Du's body is still cold, but he dared to commit murder again! ... What about Uncle Yu, didn't she stop the monster?"
Yao Lin cried more and more bitterly: "Master is not together, and I am worried that Master will be harmed by him. Oh... Monsters are monsters, ungrateful and unscrupulous. I must kill him to avenge Master."
Pang Zijian managed to calm down and comforted in a low voice: "Junior Sister Yao, please don't think wildly. Although Uncle Yu is confused for a moment, after all, Ji Ren has her own destiny. I believe she will not be harmed by that monster."
Yao Lin was full of fear at the moment and needed someone to rely on. Moreover, in front of her was Pang Zijian, whom she had always admired secretly. She couldn't help but fall into her arms and said with tears: "Senior Brother Pang is right, I don't think nonsense, Master... Master It must be fine."
Pang Zijian felt slightly embarrassed, but he couldn't push Yao Lin away at this moment. Just when he was blushing and having hot ears, he heard a cold voice coming from behind him: "Two little guys, please restrain yourself. Don't just die here." If you kill someone, you guys will start acting up over there right away. If you are so cold, you will be struck by lightning from the sky."
Pang Zijian and Yao Lin were startled at the same time and separated hurriedly. Yao Lin was so ashamed that Pang Zijian couldn't hide his embarrassment and said: "Uncle Peng is overthinking. Junior Sister Yao and I have absolutely no personal relationship. Thank you very much for Uncle Peng's generous help this time. I will definitely report the truth to my master after I go back."
Peng Guanqun's expression softened slightly, and he said calmly: "It doesn't matter whether you report it or not. I just hope that you won't cause trouble for me anymore. Hmm... What about elite disciples? In my opinion, none of them are useful. This Pingliang Kongtong sect has been here for 800 years. Sooner or later, our foundation will be destroyed in your hands."
Pang Zijian's face turned red and white, and he swallowed his anger and said: "Uncle Peng taught us that we should not bother us anymore, so we will take the bodies of the two junior brothers Du Hou and Uncle Tong back to our sect."
Peng Guanqun shook his head repeatedly and said: "It's useless to say that it's useless. With your two-handed and three-legged cat, can you guarantee the safety of Tong Laowu? The guy who fought with me last night is definitely better than you. You have to take care of him." If you arrange it like this, if you meet him again, he will definitely die, and we will just have a casual meeting together."
Pang Zijian was so scolded that he couldn't raise his head, and coughed helplessly: "Then what should I do according to Master Peng's wishes?"
Peng Guanqun waved his hand and said: "That's not easy. You go back and fetch reinforcements yourself. If you encounter trouble, just run away. I think you are a prostitute, so you shouldn't run away, right?"
Pang Zijian was reasonable, but at this moment he heard Yao Lin panicking: "How can that happen? Senior Brother Pang is alone, wouldn't it be a disaster if he encounters that monster? I...I want to go with him, at least I can There is someone taking care of you.”
Peng Guanqun snorted noncommittally and turned away.
Pang Zijian pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Junior sister Yao, you need to prepare a little first. I'll go see Uncle Tong. We'll meet up here when we're young."
Yao Lin perked up, glanced at Pang Zijian shyly and gratefully, and then returned to the room to clean up.
Pang Zijian went straight in and saw Hou Kui's body lying on a broken door panel in the courtyard. Half of his head was smashed to pieces, and the blood mixed with the brain had solidified into a mess.
Next to them, Peng Yihui and Lin Qianmeng were standing in awe with their hands down. Lin Qianmeng's eyes were red and swollen, obviously she had just cried. Peng Yihui also looked sad, but there was a hint of indignation in his expression.
When the two of them saw Pang Zijian, they immediately stepped forward to salute, and then heard Pang Zijian grit his teeth and say bitterly: "Junior Brother Peng, Junior Sister Lin, please remember, that monster will be the mortal enemy of our sect from now on, and everyone in our sect will kill it if it is found. Never show any mercy to him again!"
The focus of his words was to attack Lin Qianmeng, but unexpectedly, Lin Qianmeng looked hesitant, lowered her head and muttered: "Senior Brother Pang, the person who killed...Senior Brother Hou last night may not have been...Qi Xuegu, Senior Uncle Peng... I said that that person... was masked, so maybe..."
Pang Zijian's face darkened, and he interrupted: "There is no possibility! Junior sister Yao has already concluded that the monster was responsible for the murder, but junior sister Lin still wants to excuse him. Do you really have anything to do with that monster?"
Lin Qianmeng froze immediately, and her eyes turned a little red. Peng Yihui saw this and quickly smoothed things over: "Senior Brother Pang's lesson is that Junior Sister Lin must be able to figure it out as soon as possible and will never speak for that monster again."
Pang Zijian hummed, "I hope so! Junior sister Yao and I will go back to the mountain later to report. You two will stay and take care of junior uncle Tong for the time being. You must not let that monster take advantage of it again."
Peng Yihui naturally agreed. Pang Zijian visited Tong Shangzhi, who was still unconscious, and then galloped away with Yao Lin.
The Qie Zui Inn, which was already sluggish in business, became even more gloomy after this incident, but how could there be any joyful atmosphere as the New Year was approaching?
In the twelfth lunar month of winter, there are nine cold days, which is the coldest time of the year. As the proverb goes, "three nines and four nines, the old dog will freeze to death."
At noon, I saw a carriage driving up the official road in the distance. The driver wears a sheepskin hood and a large sheepskin coat. He is very skillful in raising his hands and whipping. He is obviously a veteran. The two horses driving the car were also very graceful. Their hooves were flying without any slippage, and the ride was as smooth as Huan.
In a moment, the carriage arrived in front of a small shop on the roadside. The driver whistled and pulled the reins of the horse, then dismounted and walked directly into the shop. His bright eyes swept around and had a panoramic view of the situation inside the shop.
