Song Maozhi cursed: "You fart, is that what I did when I went there? I just looked at the lush vegetation in Qimu Mountain, and thought there must be abundant prey there, so I went hunting a few times. Who knows what kind of yellow sand it is?" Help the Green Sand Gang’s territory!”
Sha Zuguang rushed into the middle, raised his hands in all directions, beat his chest and cried loudly: "Please give your opinion to all the elders and heroes. My old father-in-law has faded out of the world in recent years. He only brings his family and a group of old brothers here." They lived peacefully on that mountain top. Who would have thought that when Song Maozhi saw the secrets of that mountain top, he wanted to seize it and refine the Corpse Puppet Slave. My old father-in-law found out about it. You killed them all!"
"Although the Huangsha Gang is weak, my old father-in-law has never bullied the weak in the arena for decades. As long as he has a breath, he always tries his best to help people in need. I only ask that you senior heroes can make a decision for my old father-in-law. !”
Song Maozhi had been a glorious man since he was a child, but now he was described as a scoundrel who did all kinds of evil. He was so angry that he almost wanted to beat up Sha Zuguang, but Pang Xiongxin tried his best to pull him back with coaxing and persuasion.
Cai Zhao couldn't help but mutter: "Sha is so good at singing, chanting, and beating, why doesn't he go to opera?"
Fan Xingjia whispered: "It's over. He's showing weakness and everyone is on his side."
Sure enough, Taoist Master Yunzhuan led the crowd forward, "Master Sha Gang, don't belittle yourself. Although the Huangsha Gang is not powerful, the old hero Huang has always acted boldly and upright. Even when Nie Hengcheng was here, he never bent down. This everyone Everyone knows it! If he really died because of murder and silence, we and other martial arts colleagues would have to avenge his grievances!"
Sha Zuguang wiped his tears and thanked him, with a look of joy in his eyes.
Cai Pingchun suddenly spoke: "What Taoist Master Yunzhuan said is true. Heaven's principles are clear and retribution is unsatisfactory. Injustices can always be vindicated, and conspiracies can always be uncovered."
Yang Heying said sadly: "What does Valley Master Cai mean?"
Cai Pingchun ignored him and said directly to Taoist Priest Yunzhuan and others: "Things in the martial arts world are turbulent. Those corpse slaves were probably deliberately placed on the Guangtianmen boundary by others. The sword moves on the corpses were the same." It could be framed. To put it bluntly, the six sects are in the same spirit, and many of their moves are familiar to each other. It is not difficult to leave traces of Guangtianmen's sword moves on a few villagers. I can do it with you in Pingchun. Find a few corpses that died from Si Qimen’s tricks.”
Song Shijun's expression gradually softened: "Brother Xiaochun is fair."
The Guangtianmen disciples behind him responded loudly.
Yang Heying snorted coldly: "There is something in Valley Master Cai's words. Could it be that he is accusing some of the other five sects of framing Guangtian Clan? No wonder he has raised daughters like Cai Zhao, they are so amazing..."
"Young man named Yang, be careful that Feng Da flashes his tongue!" Ning Xiaofeng scolded, "My daughter did something wrong, suffered the crime, and received the punishment, and the matter has been revealed! If you like to involve the past so much, Why don't we talk about the time when you were captured alive by Zhao Tianba and your father came to my sister Pingshu crying for help?"
"You?!" Yang Heying's face turned red, "A man doesn't argue with women!"
The third uncle snorted: "One code is the same. It is really wrong for the little girl of the Cai family to run away from the leader of the Demon Cult..."
Ning Xiaofeng has never lost to anyone in a quarrel. She turned around and said, "And Uncle Song, when your two sons were hit by Chen Shu's Five Poison Palm, they were ignored every day and were about to become useless. In the end, I am Pingshu." The antidote prescription that my sister worked so hard to find! What did you say at that time, 'As long as Luoyinggu gives you an order from now on, I will not dare to disobey you.' Luoyinggu has not opened his mouth to you yet, now I ask Uncle Song to do it. Have mercy!"
The third uncle's face turned red and he had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.
Yang Heying glanced at him, and Sha Zuguang squeezed out tears, opening his mouth to look like he was about to cry again.
Ning Xiaofeng said before he could speak: "Sha Zuguang, are you crying like this because your damn parents died all over again? When the Huangsha Gang's vitality was severely damaged, you couldn't wait to take a concubine. Sister Shu couldn't stand it, so she chopped up two bloody dead chickens and threw them at your wedding banquet. Have you forgotten?! You have been asking for side houses from one nest to the other over the years. The first wife is not much better than the decoration. Come to think of it. You don’t have any respect for your old father-in-law. Everyone present is an old Jianghu who has been rolled in oil for ten or twenty times, so stop pretending to be a bigot here!"
After this attack with guns and sticks, except for Cai Pingchun who was secretly laughing, no one in the venue dared to make any more noise, for fear that Miss Ning would turn around and scold her.
Although she was young back then, because she had always been with Cai Pingshu, she knew a lot about the past embarrassing stories of many people in the martial arts world, and she could use it to criticize people.
Many martial arts people around him nodded secretly. In fact, the reputation of the Shahu Gang in the world was not that good to begin with. However, after the tragic death of the Huangsha Gang, many people did not care about it.
"These days, we are noisy in the morning and noisy at night, just like the gangsters in the market." Ning Xiaofeng looked sleepy, "Now I think it's better to go back to each other and rest. If you have anything to do, wait until Sect Master Qi and Master Zhou come to talk about it. .”
Cai Pingchun got up at the right time and pretended to help his wife back to the house.
"Wait a minute!" The second uncle, who had always been silent, suddenly stood up. "If there hadn't been a new witness, I wouldn't have dared to disturb everyone in the middle of the night. Someone, bring him up."
Everyone looked forward and saw a few disciples carrying a stretcher. Next to the stretcher was a sturdy young man wearing sackcloth and mourning.
As soon as Sha Zuguang saw this young man, he screamed and called my son, "Tian'er, why are you here! Why don't you spend time with your mother at home?!"
The young man named Sha Tian raised his face from under his white hood. He had wide cheekbones and a narrow forehead, mediocre facial features, and dull and cold eyes.
He answered solemnly: "My grandfather's family died tragically. My mother fainted from crying several times and couldn't see. Dad, I want to see the enemies of my grandfather and uncles get retribution with my own eyes!"
Now that the real sufferer arrived, Ning Xiaofeng stopped his joking expression and everyone around him became silent.
Two disciples from the Siqi Sect stepped forward and helped the man on the stretcher sit up. Through the blood-stained bandages and the sword marks that almost split his head in half, everyone could recognize the man's handsome face.
"Xiuzhi!" Song Shijun lost his voice, "Xiuzhi, where have you been these past few days? We haven't been able to find you!"
Song Xiuzhi's face was like gold paper, and his breath was intermittent. He looked behind his father steadily and said hoarsely: "Maozhi, did you send someone to kill me?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.
Yang Heying said proudly: "A few days ago, the disciples of the Si Qi sect 'accidentally' saved the eldest son of Song Dynasty, who was surrounded and intercepted by several masked men. How should I put it, after all, I am half his elder, so I can't just die without saving him. .”
Song Maozhi shouted angrily: "Fart, you are talking nonsense! Song Xiuzhi, did you get dizzy because of the lard in your head? Why should I kill you!"
The third uncle was very excited, "Do you need to say this? Who doesn't know that you and Xiuzhi have been inseparable since childhood. Xiuzhi must have noticed your evil deeds, so you want to kill someone to silence him!"
"Fart, fart!" Song Maozhi yelled, "You guys colluded to frame me! Dad, dad, look at them..."
Song Shijun said with a stern face: "Xiuzhi, think clearly before speaking. Don't be confused for a moment and fall into other people's tricks."
Song Xiuzhi burst into tears, pushed open his clothes, pulled off the bandage, and cried hoarsely: "Dad, you see for yourself, did I do this to frame Maozhi!"
Under the blazing fire, everyone could clearly see that Song Xiuzhi had three extremely hideous scars from his neck to his chest, all of which were deep enough to show the bones, and one of them even extended down to his abdomen.
Yang Heying took the opportunity to say: "There are still internal injuries. Just find someone to take Xiuzhi's pulse and you will know how serious his injuries are!"
Song Xiuzhi's face was filled with tears, "Dad, I know you have always trusted and loved Maozhi, but I am also your son, how can you be so cruel!"
Song Shijun relented. He wanted to step forward but was stopped by Yang Heying and Sha Zuguang. He said softly: "Xiuzhi, your father feels sorry for you when you are so seriously injured. But for such a big crime as killing innocent people and refining corpse slaves, Maozhi really can’t carry it on his back. Think about it carefully, maybe someone is deliberately pretending to be Maozhi’s person to intercept and kill you!”
Song Xiuzhi's eyes were full of disappointment, "Dad, you have taught us to be upright since we were young. Don't worry, I will only tell you what I saw and heard, and I won't say a word about the rest."
"Show me...!" Song Shijun anxiously stepped forward to pull his son.
"What are you doing?" Yang Heying smiled and pushed Song Shijun away with his shoulder, "Cai Pingchun also said just now that injustice will eventually be redressed. Since you trust your precious son wholeheartedly, what's the matter with letting Xiuzhi say a few words?"
"Yes, yes, a real man acts openly and aboveboard, what are you afraid of saying..." At least half of the disciples of Siqimen, Shahu Gang, and Guangtianmen booed together.
The third uncle turned around and cupped his hands to the martial arts heroes and said: "The next thing is about our Song Yangsha family. Regardless of right or wrong, Guangtianmen will give an explanation to the world. All heroes, why not..."
Taoist Priest Yunzhuan and others understood what he meant, thinking that one of Song Shijun's sons was going to expose the other son. Guangtianmen would not want too many people to see the family scandal of these brothers. They hesitated for a moment and then left one after another.
The third uncle turned his eyes to the other side. Unexpectedly, Cai Pingchun remained motionless, and Ning Xiaofeng glared at him in return. The third uncle and others had no choice but to touch their beards and pretend they didn't see it.
Seeing that the situation was getting more and more dangerous, Fan Xingjia kept wiping his hands in cold sweat, Song Yuzhi's face was full of anxiety, and Cai Zhao had already begun to look around, looking for an escape route in advance.
Yang Heying looked around with satisfaction, "Okay, Xiuzhi, just say it."
Song Xiuzhi stood up and was helped to sit down. He took a breath and said, "Refining zombie slaves is a treacherous act of the Demon Cult. We have only heard about it but never seen it. Half a year ago, due to internal strife in the Demon Cult, the new leader The leader of the cult, Mu Qingyan, was vigorously suppressing the rebellion, and a few scattered remnants of the Nie family fled to the area around Guangtianmen."
"My father happened to not be at home at the time. Maozhi and I arrested these people and interrogated them. In order to survive, several of them actually said that they had made corpse slaves for Nie Zhe and now they can dedicate this evil technique to us. "
Ning Xiaofeng let out a soft sigh and looked at her husband in surprise. Cai Pingchun looked solemn.
Fan Xing's family looked at Song Yuzhi stupidly, and Song Yuzhi looked panicked. Only Cai Zhao seemed to have thought of something and was slightly lost in thought.
Song Xiuzhi continued: "I said at that time that this matter was evil and vicious and should not be stopped. These remnants of the Nie clan should be handed over to the elders of the temple to deal with them, but Maozhi always refused. After a few days of delay, Maozhi suddenly came Tell me, there was a fire in the cell, and all the remaining members of the Nie family were burned to death, so I only saw a few charred corpses that could not be identified - Maozhi, is there a word of truth in what I said?"
Everyone's eyes were focused on it. Song Maozhi was embarrassed and angry at the sight. He still scratched his neck and said: "That's right! What you said is right, and what I said is right. The cell was indeed on fire, and people were indeed burned to death. Got it!"
Yang Heying sneered and said: "That's nice to say, but who knows where those corpses came from? Did those remnants of the Nie family ask you to hide them?"
"Old man Yang, you bastard!" Song Maozhi shouted angrily.
The third uncle was furious: "Song Shijun, take care of your son!"
Song Shijun looked angry, and Pang Xiongxin tried his best to calm Song Maozhi down.
Yang Heying said with a smile on his face: "Xiuzhi, go on."
The meridians in Song Xiuzhi's neck floated, and he was extremely weak. He looked exhausted, but he still tried his best to say: "After two months, I discovered that Maozhi's whereabouts were secretive. He often only brought two or three confidants to protect him, and then ten days and a half No one was seen. I stopped him to question him, and he said that he had found a hilltop with lush vegetation, where he could go hunting and relax. But no matter how I asked, Shigeyuki still refused to tell me where the hilltop was, and he would not allow me to follow him—— Maozhi, did I falsely accuse you of a single word?!"
Song Maozhi's face turned purple with anger, and he roared: "Ever since last year, you have been urging me not to go hunting, otherwise I would tell some elders. Of course I can't tell you the location, and I can't ask you to follow me! "
This kind of argument was simply unconvincing, and Song Shijun's face became increasingly ugly.
Song Xiuzhi used his arms to push himself up: "Maozhi, after that, you left Guangtianmen for longer and longer periods of time, and you continued to withdraw money, grain, weapons, armor, and even rare medicines from your account. I asked you the reason again and again. , you just refused to answer."
Song Maozhi said angrily: "Since you and I were kidnapped by the traitors of the Demon Cult last year, how many people in the Guangtian Sect have been laughing at me secretly! I want to start a new business and tame a group of people who are loyal to me. What's wrong with this!"
The great-uncle of the fifth room suddenly smiled slightly, "Shi Jun, even if we ignore the corpse slave case, Maozhi's actions are against the rules."
Song Shijun's heart was as anxious as fried oil, and he forced a smile and said: "This, this, Maozhi is young and ignorant. From now on, I will teach you slowly, slowly..."
The third uncle sneered loudly: "You are already in your twenties, but you are still young. My nephew, you really love your son very much!"
Yang Heying interrupted them, "Stop arguing about this, Xiuzhi, hurry up and talk about the last thing!"
Song Xiuzhi said: "A month and a half ago, Maozhi, who originally said he was going to go hunting for half a month, suddenly came back bloody. When I saw that his three confidant guards didn't come back, I asked what happened. Maozhi said that there was a group of masked men They attacked that hilltop at night and killed all his people, but he managed to escape. Later I found out that all the young and old members of the Huangsha Gang were also massacred that night."
Sha Zuguang chuckled sinisterly, "Young Master Maozhi is so skilled. So many people died, but you are the only one who came back alive."
"Why are you laughing? Are you laughing at your mother for stealing a man and finding you a new father?!" Song Maozhi yelled back, "What I said is the truth! I finally gathered dozens of good players, and the result was overnight Get someone to kill them all! As for the Huangsha Gang and the Red Sand Gang, I have never seen them before!"
Song Xiuzhi seemed to have exhausted all his strength and slumped back in his chair, "That's it. What I said is what I saw and heard with my own eyes and ears. Maozhi, if you think any of my words are false, please ask my father to deal with it." That’s it.”
"Okay, okay, Xiuzhi, you have a good rest." Yang Heying smiled lovingly, turned around and said sternly, "It was because of these things Xiuzhi knew that he was intercepted and killed, and his life was almost lost. Head Song, you You can’t condone and condone the traitor.”
Song Shijun was at a loss for a moment, his figure stagnant.
Ning Xiaofeng was confused and whispered: "How could this happen? Is there something wrong?"
Cai Pingchun shook his head at his wife, signaling not to speak yet.
The third uncle stood in the middle and bowed to Song Shijun in an upright manner: "Song Maozhi established a new sect, killed innocent people indiscriminately, refined corpse slaves, and corrupted the rules of our Guangtian Sect. Heaven and earth cannot tolerate it. Please lead me." Take action immediately!"
There were uniform shouts from all around: "Please take action immediately, Chief!"
Song Yuzhi in the corner murmured: "Is it true? Is it true?"
The Fan Xing family also had no clue, but Cai Zhao declared, "It's fake."
Song Yuzhi suddenly turned from panic to surprise, and Cai Zhao added, "Your brother asked someone to plot against him."
"How do you know!" Song Yuzhi gasped.
Cai Zhao lowered his voice: "Nie Zhe does know how to refine the corpse slaves, but his people had already blamed Mu Qingyan when the Paradise Palace was breached. Especially the group of people who refined the corpse slaves, brought disaster to the Hanhai Mountains We have been living with the mountain people for many years, and Mu Qingyan was the first to use them to raise the flag of authority and sacrifice, and the formation was full of heads of people, and no one was spared."
"Half of the people who rebelled against Mu Qingyan last summer were Lu Fengchun's people, and the other half were people who were completely devoted to Nie Hengcheng. These people felt that Nie Zhe had insulted Nie Hengcheng's reputation and were not willing to use it at all. Zhongzhong stayed in seclusion silently until Lu Fengchun came up with the reputation of assisting Nie Si'en, and Mu Qingyan was captured, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, that they were willing to come out and give it a try."
"Third senior brother, you have read so many files in the library. You should know that although Nie Hengcheng is ruthless, he is arrogant and does not like the use of rotten corpses at all. As a zombie slave, Elder Kaiyang has trained him, Yao Guang The elders have refined it, Tianji Tianxuan has also refined it, but Nie Hengcheng, even if he abandoned the corpses of his defeated generals in mass graves, he didn't bother to refine the corpse slave!"
Song Yuzhi's eyes lit up, "So, those demon sect members who are die-hard loyal to him will not make corpse puppet slaves!"
"Yes." Cai Zhao said decisively, "The demon cult members who escaped six months ago because Mu Qingyan put down the rebellion cannot be from Nie Zhe, because they are the slaves of Nie Zhe's corpse refiners. They are all dead a long time ago; but if they are from Nie Heng City, how can they refine corpse slaves?"
Fan Xingjia interrupted: "Maybe those people are Lu Fengchun's people? Lu Fengchun is one of the Seven Star Elders after all. Maybe his people can also make corpse slaves?"
Cai Zhaodao: "Fifth Senior Brother is so stupid. Do you know why Lu Fengchun is called Old Turtle? Because when uncle and nephew Nie were in power, he always shrank his neck and didn't dare to show his head! If there is someone in the Demon Sect who is like our Beichen Six Sect, He is probably the only one who has no entanglement. If those few people who escaped wanted to survive, why didn't they say that they were descendants of the Lu family, but why did they admit that they were the remnants of the Nie family? The Nie family is different from our Beichen Six Sect. There are so many blood debts!”
Fan Xingjia suddenly realized: "This is the truth!"
Cai Zhao showed his little white fangs: "The so-called 'devil sect' first said that he was a remnant of the Nie family, and then said that he was the one who made corpse slaves for Nie Zhe. The former did not know how to make corpse slaves. The latter has been slaughtered by Mu Qingyan long ago - hum hum hum, it's really too much and it's self-defeating."
After Song Yuzhi was reminded, he immediately regained his consciousness: "Not only that, according to our information, during the rebellion of the Demon Cult, some of the Lu family's children may have escaped, but most of the people in Nie Hengcheng were determined to die and would rather fight to death than escape. . What a coincidence, a few remnants of the Nie clan escaped and ended up in Guangtianmen’s territory!"
