The thoughts in Qian Tu's heart were so surging that he glanced at Bai Yunfei beside him.
Bai Yunfei was about to say something when suddenly, the scene in front of him began to blur. He suddenly fell on the table, coughing and foaming, his lips gradually turned purple, and his face gradually turned pale.
"It seems that this meal is really poisoned, no, it's the two sets of bowls and chopsticks to be precise."
After Qian Tu glanced at the dishes on the table, he quickly reached into his arms with his right hand and rubbed it, then took out a black pill and forced it into Bai Yunfei's mouth.
"Ahem, what did you give me to eat... Uh, it's so bitter..."
Bai Yunfei struggled violently, and as he breathed, his already pale skin gradually turned red. Suddenly, he suddenly bent over to one side, vomiting non-stop.
"As long as you can save your life, nothing else matters." Qian Tu ignored Bai Yunfei's words.
He had no intention of explaining that the dirt on his body was caused by not bathing in more than two years. After all, he didn't want to reveal such details to others.
Then, he took out a small object that looked like an incense burner from his pocket, opened the lid, and immediately two mosquito-sized insects flew in.
Qian Tu carefully put it back into his arms.
After a while, Bai Yunfei regained his consciousness slightly and said with a pale face: "What the hell, you saved my life again this time. Do you think the two of us are destined?"
Qian Tu glanced at Bai Yunfei: "If you don't want to die, you'd better shut up."
"Oh." Bai Yunfei responded obediently.
Qian Tu slowly walked to Old Man Tian. He searched the old man's body carefully. After a while, he took out a rusty iron key. He looked around, and his eyes finally landed on a huge iron box. The box was covered with a heavy iron lock.
"Crack!"
Qian Tu took the key and opened the lock easily. The moment the iron lock fell, the box slowly moved away, and the contents inside were revealed to everyone.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be stacks of ledgers.
The upper part of these account books is considered new, but the lower part has turned yellow and is even covered with green hair. Qian Tu and Bai Yunfei picked it up and read it one after another. In an instant, their faces became heavy. These ledgers turned out to be the villagers’ black accounts!
...On the 16th, they robbed the Liu family's caravan of 130,000 taels.
...On the 20th, they robbed a golden Buddha and 200 pieces of silk from Su's Escort Bureau...
…
On the eighth day of July, they robbed Sun's business of 250,000 taels of silver, 500 pieces of cloth, and 500 catties of jade...
"This is not an ordinary village at all, it is clearly a copycat!" Qian Tu's voice was full of anger and shock.
“Are these accounts credible?”
Bai Yunfei frowned and stared at these ledgers with uncertainty on his face.
"You are such a pig. Have you forgotten how you were poisoned so quickly?" Qian Tu snorted coldly: "In this deserted land, there is no one inhabited within a hundred miles. Business travelers can only choose to rest here, and This village gives these people a perfect opportunity!”
"So it seems that this village has been doing this for three years?" Bai Yunfei couldn't help but feel confused, "But where did the property they robbed go?"
Qian Tu stretched out his finger and pointed at a name on the ledger: "Xueyi Pavilion."
Every 27th day of every month, Juyuan Village will deliver the property to Xueyi Pavilion as promised...
At this moment, there was a burst of noisy and messy footsteps outside the house, and someone shouted.
"It's almost time, why doesn't Mr. Tian come out yet? Everyone, follow me in and take a look."
The eyes of the two people quickly became sharp, and a trace of abnormality appeared on their faces.
Bai Yunfei's anxious look gradually emerged, while Qian Tu maintained a calm pace and walked steadily into the yard.
When they stepped into the yard outside the house, there was a sound of rapid running. Dozens of strong villagers rushed out of the gate like ghosts, and several children were holding slingshots.
They quickly surrounded Qian Tu and Bai Yunfei tightly.
"What happened? Did Mr. Tian make a mistake? These two people are still alive?"
"this…………"
Everyone looked at each other and talked in low voices.
But for a moment, a strong man with a beard seemed to be the leader and asked loudly: "Hey, what did you two do to Mr. Tian's family?"
"The dead don't deserve to know so much." Qian Tu responded calmly, without saying any more nonsense to them, because he had already ignited murderous intent at this moment!
As soon as he finished speaking, his body flashed, and blood spattered instantly, and bright red blood splashed on Bai Yunfei's face.
I saw that the strong man covered his neck, widened his eyes, and looked behind him tremblingly. Finally, before losing consciousness, he saw the resolute and cold back, then fell to the ground, and his life breath ended.
This scene was unexpected by everyone present, especially Bai Yunfei, who subconsciously touched his sticky cheeks and trembled.
"...are you going to kill me now?"
His eyes immediately became full of fear, staring at Qian Tu.
Of course, he was not the only one like this, the villagers also looked panicked.
The bodies lying on the ground were filled with a suffocating smell of blood, as if it was a foreshadowing of the coming crisis. This sense of crisis quickly spread among the crowd, and everyone may have had the same idea in their hearts - this time they encountered a tough situation.
However, despite this, they still did not choose to turn around and flee. Instead, they clung tighter to the iron tools in their hands, looking like they were desperately resisting.
After all, these honest villagers are people who live their lives on the edge of a knife. Although they were confused by the unexpected situation, they quickly came to their senses.
"Brothers, come on!"
Suddenly, someone shouted something, and the other villagers roared angrily, waving iron weapons and rushing toward Qian Tu.
But in the next moment, they will pay a heavy price for this.
Qian Tu stood with his hands behind his hands, a look of indifference covering his face, and a cold light in his eyes.
"This guy……"
Bai Yunfei couldn't help but take a step back, feeling nervous in his heart. He couldn't help but worry, "Will he kill these villagers..."
An inexplicable ominous premonition surged in his heart, and then Bai Yunfei's eyes fell on Qian Tu's slowly stretched out right hand.
He stretched out two fingers, and the naked eye could see strands of sword energy hovering around his fingertips. The blurry shadow of the sword was looming, and his arm lifted the afterimage to his chest.
Bai Yunfei's eyes were solemn, staring closely at the blurry sword shadow, and his mind was highly concentrated. He felt flustered and swallowed involuntarily, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
Qian Tu's wrist was horizontal, as if he was holding a magic sword in his hand. With a sharp sound, the invisible sword energy was directed at the rushing villagers.
"Is he crazy?" Bai Yunfei opened his eyes wide, filled with huge shock.
Then, a series of "puff, puff" sounds came into the ears, and heads fell from the neck one after another.
Blood spurted out, minced meat splashed everywhere, and the smell of blood filled his nostrils. The bodies of those villagers stood frozen in place as if they were petrified, defenseless, and allowed Qian Tu to behead them.
Even the children were not spared...
Qian Tu easily harvested the lives of those villagers like chopping melons and vegetables. The whole yard was suddenly filled with corpses, and the air seemed to turn into a sea of blood. The rich smell of blood made Bai Yunfei feel strongly depressed, and even breathless.
At this time, Qian Tu stopped attacking and slowly wiped off the blood on his hands.
Qian Tu glanced at them indifferently, tapped his toes, and moved his body elegantly past many corpses, finally stopping in front of Bai Yunfei.
Bai Yunfei's whole body was covered with cold hairs, and his whole body was stunned.
All this happened so fast, from Qian Tu's move to killing all the people, it took less than a cup of tea.
He looked at the extremely calm face in disbelief, his pupils contracted violently, his lips trembled, and it took him a long while to squeeze out two words, "...Madman!"
Qian Tu's face turned slightly, and he said coldly: "It's natural to take human lives and repay the blood debt! Everyone can have compassion, but please don't show excessive sympathy. These villagers have repeatedly poisoned and plundered business travelers for three years. Their wealth. You pity them, but what about those businessmen who have passed away? Hum, when the avalanche occurs, all innocent people will be destroyed!"
He looked at Bai Yunfei coldly and said in a deep voice: "Now, do you still think I'm crazy?"
Bai Yunfei was speechless, feeling helpless in his heart. He sighed for a long time. He nodded seriously and said thoughtfully: "I understand what you mean, but you don't even let children go..."
"We must not let go of the wolf cub! To cut off the grass, we need to remove its roots!"
Qian Tu's eyes narrowed slightly, with a sharp light shining in them. He personally experienced that when he first entered the world, the Southern Barbarians were in rebellion. He joined the border rebels without hesitation and fought fiercely with the Southern Barbarian invaders.
However, he was young and immature back then, and out of kindness, he spared a group of alien children. However, in the end, the group of children armed with bows and arrows mercilessly shot and killed more than ten members of his team.
Bai Yunfei silently suppressed his emotions in his heart. He said no more, but the fear of Qian Tu in his heart became stronger. The creepy aura of Qian Tu made people feel as if they were being tightly compressed and unable to breathe.
"Um?"
Qian Tu suddenly glanced over, his eyes like lightning, and found some strange movement in the haystacks in the yard. He walked there steadily, step by step. I saw half of a man's body stuck in the haystack, with the other half of his butt exposed.
Seeing this scene, Qian Tu reached out and pulled him out. It turned out to be a young man.
Facing this murderous young man in front of him, he was so frightened that he completely collapsed. In panic, urine flowed out uncontrollably, his hands waved wildly, and he let out shrill and meaningless cries.
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I was forced too..."
"Cellar! By the way, there is a secret cellar in the village, half of the silver stolen is hidden there!"
The young man poured out everything he knew like beans from a bamboo basket.
Qian Tu frowned, "Isn't it recorded in the account book that it was all given to the Blood Clothes Pavilion? What? Do you still have a private collection?"
"Not all of it is handed over. Every time the stolen goods are robbed, Mr. Tian will take some of them and put them in the cellar to prepare for village expenses."
"Lead the way!" A cold shout echoed in the air. The young man led Qian Tu and the others through the yard of Old Man Tian's house, searching intently. After a while, they stopped in front of a woodshed in the yard.
Qian Tu stretched out his sword finger and said, "Qiang!" With sparks flying, the tiger head lock snapped.
Then, he kicked open the door, protected the young man in front of him, and stepped into the room.
Obviously, this is a warehouse, not an ordinary demolished house. The wooden cabinets are arranged in a neat row, with large and small wooden boxes placed on them.
However, these boxes were empty.
At this moment, the young man pointed to the corner of the demolished house, where some boxes had been removed and a layer of wooden boards was exposed underneath.
Finally, a locked square iron plate came into view.
Break the copper lock again, revealing a downward staircase.
Qian Tu lit a fire stick, followed closely, and walked all the way down.
After a while, they came to a spacious space with seven or eight boxes neatly placed.
When the young man opened a box, the dark cellar suddenly became bright. This box was filled with lots of broken silver.
One box after another was opened, and every time it was opened, Bai Yunfei couldn't help but exclaim. In addition, there are many valuable items such as silk and iron ingots.
The entire cellar was filled with wealth looted by the villagers over the years.
Qian Tu took a step forward and slapped his palm on his waist. In an instant, a golden cloth bag quietly flew up. With the slightest movement of his fingers, the rare objects in the seven or eight treasure boxes were put into it. in.
This scene really surprised Bai Yunfei.
"Oh my God, what a magic weapon this is?"
Qian Tu smiled calmly and replied: "This is the Qiankun Bag, which can store all things." He didn't care and continued to activate his magic power to store more gold and silver treasures.
Bai Yunfei stood with his arms folded and couldn't help but sneer, "I say, all of you cultivators are greedy."
Qian Tu shook his head silently without giving any explanation.
He knew that what he accepted was the inheritance of the sword immortal, which required a lot of resources, especially in the current situation where spiritual energy was used to maintain the sword. Cultivating the natal sword required a large amount of rare ores to enhance the hardness of the sword.
However, these things are not easy to obtain, and the gold, silver, and iron that can be obtained now are a timely help.
Although he can barely maintain himself through cultivation, it is still better than having nothing.
"ah--!"
Suddenly, a shrill and piercing scream echoed in the air, making people's hearts tremble!
Qian Tu and Bai Yunfei turned around immediately, but saw no one in front of them. The young man had already escaped before they were prepared.
However, the screams doomed his fate to be miserable.
Immediately, hurried and approaching footsteps were heard from above. The rapid rhythm revealed not only the momentum of a dozen people, but also an inescapable sense of oppression.
"Damn you! You bastard, you dare to rob me of my treasure!"
"Set them both on fire for me!"
"Dad, those gold and silver treasures..."
"Gold and silver treasures are not afraid of fire. After burning them to death, we will take out the silver. Well, it's just a pity for those silks."
Conversations came from above, and the words were full of heinous cruelty and callousness.
"Brother Qian, do they want to burn us to death?" Bai Yunfei asked in a low voice.
Hearing this, a sinister expression appeared on Qian Tu's face, and he said coldly: "Ignore it, follow me closely, let's rush out!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a loud clang above, and the top seemed to begin to collapse. Then thick smoke billowed into the cellar, and the pungent smell filled the air, choking Bai Yunfei to the point where he almost couldn't breathe.
All this happened so fast that Qian Tu and Bai Yunfei had no time to escape.
Fortunately, Qian Tu held his breath alertly, and with his cultivation, it was more than enough to withstand a burst of smoke, but Bai Yunfei couldn't do it.
He coughed for a long time before he recovered.
At this time, he saw Qian Tu waving to him, "Come here quickly, don't get fainted."
Bai Yunfei ran over quickly and leaned against the wall.
"Let's get out of here first."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a muffled sound and a stone fell from above his head.
Qian Tu grabbed Bai Yunfei's shoulders and performed Qing Kung Fu like a slight step on the waves. His figure turned into a phantom and headed straight for the exit of the cellar above.
But when they reached the top, they found that the entire woodshed was in flames...
