Chang Ning thought thoughtfully: "Why doesn't the Demon Cult just attack the Ning family and catch them all?"
Cai Zhao rolled his eyes at the crow, "Where do you think my mother learned the mechanism formation? It was all taught by my grandfather. The Ning family hides it more tightly than your Chang family."
The Chang family at least knew that it was in a mountain, but the Ning family was located in a hilly forest that stretched for several places and cities. It looked almost the same everywhere, and the entrance was different every time.
As for Cai Pingchun and his team, they were secretly investigating the Chang family murder case. Naturally, their whereabouts were secretive. Even Qi Yunke didn't know where he was on that day.
Fan Xingjia finally concluded: "Junior sister, don't worry, there is nothing wrong with the Cai family."
"Lucky luck." Cai Zhao was a little embarrassed, and showed his concern for his brother's sect at the right time, "I think the Demon Sect just doesn't like the fact that we have such a big battle on the anniversary of the ancestor's death. The sneak attack is just a mean thing, and it won't work. Just try your best."
Fan Xingjia shook his head: "No, I mean it."
The first to be attacked was Guangtianmen.
Ever since he was ridiculed by Qiu Yuanfeng on the day of the festival, Song Shijun was determined to revive Guangtianmen's reputation.
Along the way, he visited the wealthy and powerful camps along the way. Every time he made friends, he would call them brothers, exchange cups and cups, and promote the local customs and industries.
The gap in status between these grassroots powerful men and the six Beichen sects is as high as a candlelight and a bright moon. They have never received such high regard and kindness. After three glasses of old wine and two paragraphs of eighteen, they only think that the head of Song Dynasty is the best in the world. A first-class courtesy corporal is a great hero who promotes meritocracy. With such a big brother protecting you in this life, what regrets can there be in life? !
So if there are any provocateurs, nephews or disciples, let them defect to Guangtianmen. If there are no provocateurs, nephews or disciples, they can defect to Guangtianmen themselves.
Song Shijun went to Jiuli Mountain with a lot of people, so he was inviting friends and recruiting powerful people all the way. When he stepped into the Demon Cult's ambush point, it was quite embarrassing for both parties to meet each other.
The Demon Cult looked at the huge crowds of people in front of them and felt that the ambush circle was about to burst.
Song Shijun felt that he led a large group of people into the ambush hastily, and his image as a wise and powerful person was hurt.
He was a little angry.
After a fierce fight between the two sides, the party who fell into the trap actually beat away the party who set the trap.
Even if there were casualties, the number was not outrageous. Song Sijun performed another caring and comforting scene, which doubled the effect.
Except that the eldest son of the Song Dynasty, Maozhi, had two of his toes broken off by a meteor hammer, everyone was happy.
Cai Zhao smiled and said: "This news sounds good."
"Does Song Yuzhi know about this?" Chang Ning asked.
Fan Xingjia: "Fourth Senior Brother has gone to inform Third Senior Brother. Since Guangtian Clan is fine, it is expected that Master Song will arrive soon after he receives the letter from Fei Ge."
The next ones to be attacked were Taichu Temple and Xuankong Temple.
It turns out that Taichu Guanfu suffered a change and his people were distracted, so he was a good candidate for a sneak attack. Unexpectedly, the news of Wu Yuanying's tragic death was like growing wings. Before the various factions came down, people in the world had already inquired about the cause and effect.
The once generous and heroic young hero was tortured alive for more than ten years in the dark dungeon of the Demon Cult. Anyone with half a conscience will be moved, not to mention there are many people who are grateful for Wu Yuanying's demeanor and chivalrous name.
Although these people are weak individually, they can make a lot of people drink together.
This group of people thought that although Cangqiongzi Qiu Yuanfeng was dead, their beloved disciples and confidants were still alive and well, and they wanted to take it out on Wu Yuanying.
Therefore, Taichu Guan and his party have been constantly harassed almost since they left Qingque Town. They were either yelling or swearing, throwing sewage at them, throwing rotten fruits and rotten eggs, or even worse, setting fires and poisoning with real knives and guns.
As the saying goes, the debts of the father are repaid by the sons, and the debts of the master will be repaid by the disciples.
Moreover, no one will complain for Taichu Guan in this kind of overt or covert revenge.
After suffering several humiliating defeats, no matter how gentle Wang Yuanjing was, he had to use his majesty to double-check the disciples in Guanzhong.
I can't stay in the inn, otherwise I won't be able to bear the sarcasm and sarcasm that's thrown at me. So Wang Yuanjing ordered his disciples to travel at night, sleep in the wild, and be cautious at all times.
Unexpectedly, in this way, he avoided the ambush of the Demon Sect. When the pursuers of the Demon Sect turned around and rushed over, Taichu Guan waited for his work and escaped smoothly. It can be considered a blessing in disguise.
The same goes for Xuankong Nunnery.
Master Jingyuan was known to be cautious in her words and actions, and she felt deeply uneasy ever since Wu Yuanying's incident happened.
On the way back, they would rather spend more money and change the water route. The demon sect's ambush on the original road missed them, so they had to chase all the way to Xuankong Temple. However, at this time, Master Jingyuan, who had heard the news, asked his disciples to They formed a formation at the other end of the road and waited, also waiting for work, and escaped smoothly.
The next ones to be attacked were Siqimen and Changchun Temple.
They were neither like Ning Xiaofeng and Song Shijun who wandered around and had frequent accidents, nor were they like Taichu Guan and Xuankong An who were cautious for fear of being plotted. Instead, they rushed home step by step. Logically speaking, it was best to ambush.
However, these two sects happened to be located in the east and west sections of a vast plain, with an unobstructed view for hundreds of miles. Not to mention the mountains, even a mound was rare. This was how the demon sect set up an ambush.
Finally, the ambush was set up close to the main sects of the two factions, because it was already on the edge of the plain.
The members of Siqi Sect and the monks of Changchun Temple were suddenly ambushed. They fought and retreated, and finally retreated into their own sect.
The demon sect members became red-eyed and refused to give up. They pursued all the way and actually entered the two sects, and all of them were made dumplings.
In the end, the demon sect members were wiped out, but the houses and courtyards of the two sects suffered considerable damage.
The ancestral temple in Siqimen that was dedicated to ancestors of all generations was destroyed. Yang Heying hugged a bunch of memorial tablets and cried so sadly, even more sadly than when he was beaten by the midwife after he was born.
Most of the Sutra Pavilion, Treasure Pavilion and the monks' residence in Changchun Temple were burned down. Master Fa Kong burned his shoulders and back while rescuing scriptures, and he also choked some thick smoke into his lungs.
"The house can still be rebuilt. As long as the person is fine, he will take care of himself in the future." Cai Zhaosong said, "Forget it about Yang Heying. Master Fa Kong is so kind and kind. He is so old, so nothing will happen to him."
Chang Ning frowned slightly and looked at Fan Xing's family: "Did you miss something?"
Fan Xingjia turned his face away in embarrassment.
Cai Zhao was startled and asked: "And what about Peiqiong Villa? How about Uncle Zhou and Aunt Zhixian?" After hearing a lot just now, she was relieved.
Fan Xingjia scratched his neck, as if he didn't know how to explain.
"I just thought that the Zhou family must be the most dangerous." Chang Ning said slowly, "Zhuang Master Zhou will not be suspicious without any reason, nor will he wander around willfully. Peiqiong Villa also has no geographical advantage. On the contrary, on the way back, the scenery of lakes and mountains is outstanding, which is perfect for setting up a lot of ambush."
When Cai Zhao heard this, he became even more anxious. He grabbed Fan Xingjia and shook him hard: "That's what you said!"
Fan Xingjia was dizzy and said quickly, "The casualties...the casualties were very heavy...Zhou Nuxia and the two Zhou Shaoxia were both seriously injured. Very seriously injured, even Master Zhou suffered internal injuries. In the end, only a few of them escaped. Almost all the disciples who accompanied him died, and it is said that even the lake was dyed red."
This was the most successful operation among the demon sect's minions to attack and kill the six sects.
Cai Zhao couldn't speak for a long time and was filled with worry, "I, I want to go to Peiqiong Villa to see Uncle Zhou and Aunt Zhixian."
Fan Xingjia said hurriedly: "Don't worry, Master also said that he is going to visit Master Zhou. Let's go together then."
After seeing off Fan Xing's house, Cai Zhao turned around and saw Chang Ning sitting gracefully, looking at him quietly.
She sighed and said, "What do you want to say."
Chang Ning: "Can I say, 'Actually, it might not be better if you go see Master Zhou to see how his injury is.'"
Cai Zhao said with a straight face: "No. I'll pretend you didn't say it."
Chang Ning: "Then can I say, 'Are you looking for an excuse to see Zhou Yuqi?'"
Cai Zhao suppressed his anger: "No way. I pretended I didn't hear it."
Chang Ning: "Then another one. Do you think the way the Demon Sect ambushed various sects this time is very similar to their sneak attack on the Qingque Sect yesterday?"
"I don't think so!" Cai Zhao said angrily, "I haven't settled the score with you yet! Why did you tell me back then, oh, there were frequent civil strife among the demon sect factions. They are no longer as powerful as they were when Nie Hengcheng was alive. ', and what else, 'The devil's sect is divided into its own affairs, and Nie Zhe's talents are mediocre, so how can he have any abilities' - are these what you said? Ah!"
"A demonic sect that is 'not strong, incompetent, with many factions and frequent civil strife' can overwhelm the six Beichen sects plus one temple and one nunnery. If the demonic sect becomes stronger and more capable in the future, then we will be united. Do we still have a way to survive?!"
"So you are actually openly disparaging and secretly praising the demon sect, right?" Cai Zhao was furious, "Can I still believe your words in the future?"
Chang Ning didn't mind the girl's sarcasm, and smiled as before, "Today's Demonic Cult is indeed full of factions and has frequent civil strife, and it is no longer as prosperous as it used to be. These things now are probably all Nie Zhe's belongings."
"But why would he use all his belongings to do something that harms others and does not benefit himself?" He turned his head and thought.
"It's not necessarily self-serving." Cai Zhao thought it made sense, "Didn't you always say that Nie Zhe couldn't convince the public in the Demon Cult? Now that he has made such a big vote, maybe when everyone is happy, he will The word 'dai' was removed from the name of the acting leader."
Chang Ning nodded slowly: "...it's also possible."
"By the way, you just said that the Demon Cult's way of ambushing various sects is very similar to their sneak attack on the Qingque Sect yesterday. How is it similar?" Cai Zhao asked.
"They are all very clever strategies and poorly executed." Chang Ning said.
Cai Zhao was startled.
Chang Ning said slowly: "They suddenly launched an attack and attacked and killed each faction after the festival. It was a good strategy. However, the people who implemented it seemed not to adapt to changes at all and would only stick to the path they had set before. In the end, the only one who really succeeded in the attack was Peqiong Villa who returned home honestly."
"It was the same thing yesterday. The plan was very clever, and even the timing was accurate. However, when it was implemented, there were still many mistakes."
"Why are Sect Master Qi and Song Yuzhi not dead? It's because you reminded them in time." He looked at the girl with a deep look in his eyes, "What is a flaw? You, me, we are a flaw."
"In the original plan, there was no such good disciple as you who is not weak in cultivation and worried about the sect leader; in the original plan, there was no such thing as me, a newly recovered patient."
"But you and I are not like this all of a sudden. You have already shown your skills at the festival, and I also showed my skills at the outer door a few days ago." The young man looked indifferent, "However, the person who executed it did not know how to adapt at all. Count the two of us in it, and it will be a failure in the end.”
"It's the same sentence, a clever plan, but a clumsy execution. It's like a brilliant military advisor who met a stupid master."
Cai Zhao looked at Chang Ning quietly for a while, then suddenly said: "When my father comes, you and I can go meet him."
Chang Ning blinked: "Don't you have anything to ask me?"
Cai Zhao looked out the window, "My aunt said, ask less and listen more."
Because sometimes what you ask may not be true - especially when you meet someone who can't see through it.
When Cai Pingshu said this, his usually calm eyes seemed to be sparkling.
Chapter 33
In the next few days, Cai Zhao was particularly well-behaved. Apart from hiding in Qingjingzhai and waiting for Cai Pingchun to come back, he would just stare at the pigeon cage.
Yes, the cage of carrier pigeons given to her by Zen Master Jue Xing for complaining was finally put to use.
After hearing about the attacks on various factions that day, Cai Zhao wrote a letter without even eating. Chang Ning was grinding ink and cutting paper for her, occasionally glancing at the contents of the letter, which made the girl roll her eyes.
The first letter was to Pei Qiong Villa.
First, I would like to ask Zhou Zhizhen, Zhou Zhixian and others about their health and whether they are injured. If there is any shortage of medicine, just ask. There is nothing else in Luoying Valley. All kinds of trauma medicines are enough. She also hung two tubes of golden sore medicine on the pigeon's feet. If she wasn't afraid of dropping the fat little pigeon, she would have sent the entire medicine box that Ning Xiaofeng left for her.
Chang Ning: "Do you like Zhou Yuqi because you like Zhou Yuqi, the master of Zhouzhuang? Or do you care so much about Zhou Yuqi, the master of Zhouzhuang?"
Cai Zhao: "...I can splash your freshly ground ink on your face."
The second letter is to Changchun Temple.
First, ask Master Fa Kong how he is. How's the burn? It's not easy to heal old skin and old flesh. I'm enclosing two tubes of burn ointment produced by Luoying Valley. It claims that it can heal you even with cooked shrimps. He also asked Master Fakong if the thick smoke that was choking his lungs had been cleared away, and copied a recipe for a detoxifying and nourishing lung soup. If the lung injury is not healed, the old monk will be unable to recite sutras and will have to knock wooden fish in the future. .
Chang Ning: "Did Luoying Gu and Master Fa Kong have any quarrel before?"
Cai Zhao: "No way. The old monk is a very nice person."
Chang Ning: "So Zhaozhao wants to comfort Master Fakong, right?"
