Zheng Kaifeng could have easily dodged it, but he refused to drop the spear in his hand and was thrown out with both men and the gun.
He flew out just in time to see King Yi fall from a high altitude. He wanted to avenge his uncle, but his skills were inferior to others.
Leaving the green hills behind, he didn't have to worry about running out of firewood. Gritting his teeth, Zheng Kaifeng used his strength to escape and disappeared into the dense jungle of the mountains.
Lu Jin jumped to give chase, but his arm was held by Gu Shengchao: "As a wise saying goes, don't chase after the poor enemy. Solve your own crisis first."
Looking at the melee scene, Lu Jin was immediately frightened.
Although the more than twenty villagers knew some kung fu and fought tooth and nail, their opponents were extremely vicious and experienced gangsters, so they had to retreat steadily.
Fortunately, many of the former officers and soldiers in Jinniu Village who were coerced to join now hold weapons to assist the villagers and temporarily block the opponent's offensive.
The new officers and soldiers finally distinguished the authenticity from the fake ones, and joined the fight against Jinniu Village one after another.
Hang Yifan didn't know martial arts, and his legs and feet were injured, which made it difficult to walk. When he saw a villager in danger, he raised his crutch and hit the gangster who attacked the villager.
The gangster flew up and hit Hang Yifan's chest with a flying kick. He shouted "Ah" in a muffled voice, then flew out and rolled down to the mountain col.
Lu Jin nodded understandingly, and the two of them rushed over in tacit agreement to assist the villagers, officers and soldiers who were struggling to support themselves.
With the addition of the two of them, the passive situation that had just been passive was immediately reversed, and the minions of all sizes who rushed over from Jinniu Village were killed one after another.
Lu Jin looked weak, but the scimitar in his hand was ruthlessly harvesting their heads.
Gu Shengchao felt as if he was in a deserted place. The bandits only hated their parents for losing a few legs and ran out desperately.
Hang Yizhou's martial arts skills were not as good as An Zheng's. Just now, he was relying on the large number of people and his momentum, and he could barely compete with An Zheng. After the situation reversed, he couldn't help but panic. He was slightly distracted and was stabbed in the wrist by An Zheng's sword.
With a "clang" sound, the sword was released.
Hang Yizhou endured the severe pain and turned around to run. Just after running a few steps, he suddenly felt pain in his chest and a bloody sword blade penetrated from his chest.
"Brother, save me!"
In a daze, Hang Yizhou shouted out his heartfelt cry.
Anzheng pulled out his sword suddenly, and Hang Yizhou said "uh" several times. His eyes turned black, and he fell down and never woke up again.
The tree fell and the hozens scattered, and the first few people fled to death. The remaining birds and beasts scattered naturally, and the battlefield returned to calm.
" Sheriff, where is the Sheriff?" Gu Shengchao suddenly realized that one person was missing.
Someone found the county guard in the stone gap of the mountain col, and several people carried him out.
I tried breathing normally, my chest could rise and fall on my own, and it looked like I was just fainting.
Gu Shengchao injected his true energy into him and unblocked his closed meridians one by one. Hang Yifan shuddered and then slowly woke up.
Looking at the dead and wounded officers and soldiers, Hang Yifan shed tears: "I'm sorry for everyone. I, the county guard, have let you down. They saved me, but I couldn't save their lives."
After cleaning the battlefield, the names of those who died were recorded in a register for future compensation.
The villagers made a simple stretcher, and the officers and soldiers carried Hang Yifan. Gu Shengchao and Lu Jin stood guard beside him, and the county governor's wife followed behind.
With a large number of officers and soldiers, the two children of the county guard were also taken in turns to be carried, and the procession returned to the government office in a mighty manner.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Shengchao led the officers and soldiers to Jinniu Village to suppress the bandits.
The village was deserted, so everyone set fire to the village and then went back to resume their lives.
After reporting to the court, it would take time to wait for a reply and the next step of arrangements. The remaining matters were handled by the county governor Hang Yifan. When Gu Shengchao had nothing to do, he rode back to his hometown to visit.
He and Hang Yifan made an agreement to return in ten days to wait for news from the court.
The ancient sage set off, and Lu Jin took the initiative to accompany him.
"Who else is at home?" Lu Jin asked casually on the way.
Gu Shengchao rode a BMW to chase the wind and sighed: "I have no relatives for a long time. I only have my cousin's family living in the old house, but I don't want to see them."
"Why? In this case, is there any point in going back?" Lu
Jin was puzzled.
Gu Shengchao told Lu Jin in detail how the housekeeper Zhao Yinhu killed his parents, how he took revenge, and how Gu Shenglong took possession of the old house and plotted against him.
After hearing this, Lu Jin was even more confused: "That cousin of yours is willing to plot against you in order to get the family property. Are you going to let them go like this?"
"So what, have they been arrested and executed?" Gu Shengchao shook his head and said: "When is the time to retaliate? When it's time to put it down, let it go. I just want to go back to the streets where I played when I was a child, even if I just sit there for a little while, I am also satisfied."
Lu Jin thought for a while: "I can't do it anyway. Since I don't want revenge, let's completely forget about this unpleasant period!"
"What I can't forget, I will never forget in this life. Sometimes letting go is a gesture, and it doesn't have to be forgotten." The ancient sage let the horse walk freely.
Lu Jin shook his head: "I don't understand."
"You can let go of hatred, but you must never choose to forget. Because many bad people believe in burning, killing, looting, and stealing and abducting in their bones. Once we choose to forget, they will intensify their evil deeds. These people will never retaliate with kindness, they will only kick the nose. Face, push to the limit. So letting go is just an instinct of us good people. We still need to pay attention when we should be on guard, and nip hidden dangers in the bud at any time."
Lu Jin half understood Gu Shengchao's meaningful words. Her experience was far inferior to that of Gu Shengchao, and many truths needed to be empathized with to truly understand.
Recently I came to Pengjiawan. It is said to be a bay, but in fact there is no water here, but there is a mountain col not far away. In summer, floods occasionally pour down and submerge the farmland.
No one in Pengjiawan has the surname Peng, but there are many surnames such as Zhang, Wang, Li, and Zhao. No one knows the origin of this place name.
It was already sunset, and when I returned to my hometown, Gu Shengchao felt melancholy, with a lot of sadness pouring out of me for no reason.
The streets of Pengjiawan were deserted, but Gu Shengchao was a little different.
It stands to reason that this is the time when thousands of houses are lit with lights and smoke is rising, and the whole family gathers together to talk, laugh and eat.
However, with its empty streets, deserted courtyards, and the entire town without the slightest smell of fireworks, it seemed like a dead city.
There were only two lonely figures, and the crisp sound of horse hooves on the stone slabs of the street was even more dull.
All the doors were closed tightly. When passing by an inn, Gu Shengchao saw that the courtyard door was ajar, so he got off his horse and Lu Jin led his horse and pushed the door open.
There was only an old man in the courtyard who was walking slowly. He was walking slowly towards the courtyard door. He was a little surprised when he saw the two people coming in, and then asked softly: "Are you two staying in a hotel?"
"Exactly." Gu Shengchao nodded.
After receiving a positive answer, the old man closed the courtyard door and walked to the inn: "Bring the horse in, it's not peaceful here at night."
Regardless of whether they understood or not, the old man quickly walked into the door and waited for them behind the door.
There was clearly a stable nearby. Although it was dilapidated, it was well protected from wind and rain.
It was the first time that Gu Shengchao heard that horses could enter the inn. Seeing that the old man didn't seem to be joking, he nodded to Lu Jin and led the horse in first, followed by Lu Jin.
Seeing that the sky was getting dark, the old man couldn't wait to close the door.
Gu Shengchao looked inside and saw that the place they were in was a hall with many tables and chairs scattered around. It should have been a place for resting and eating in the past.
Only the thick dust on the tables and chairs told them that this place had been abandoned for a long time.
There is a staircase directly opposite the door that can go up to the guest room on the second floor. The steps are also covered with thick dust. It is obvious that no one has been up there for a long time.
The old man lit two oil lamps and put them on the table, and specially told them: "The rules of the town are that you must not go out when you hear the ringing of bells in the dark. As long as you stay in your room, you will be safe. Anyone who dares to go out without authorization will surely lose their lives." .”
"Why, are there any wild beasts outside at night?" Lu Jin was curious.
The old man shook his head and said, "Girl, don't be afraid. There are ghosts here at night, but they only hurt lone travelers. You'll be fine if you stay at home, so don't go out. Remember, remember."
"By the way, you can stay in any room in the building as long as you don't go out, even the windows.
Just open it and remember it. "The old man took an oil lamp and went back to his room.
Gu Shengchao said softly: "Old man, stay here. Has it always been like this here?"
The old man sighed and said, "To be honest, the town used to be bustling with traffic and bustling with merchants. All the changes are related to a young man named Gu Shengchao."
"Oh, what does it have to do with it?" Gu Shengchao couldn't help but be curious when he heard that it was related to him. Lu Jin glanced at Gu Shengchao and listened carefully with his eyes widened.
The old man said quietly: "Zhao Yinhu, the housekeeper of the ancient house in Pengjiawan, murdered his master. Gu Shengchao, the son of the Gu family, escaped by chance. He came back two years ago to take revenge and killed Zhao Yinhu. Since then, the house has been in constant misfortune, causing the entire town to suffer. It declined, and now there are less than ten families holding on in this huge town, and the rest have moved out to seek refuge with relatives and friends.”
"What happened? What tragedy happened to the family who lived in it later?" Gu Shengchao was eager to know what happened next.
"They are all dead, and they died in a terrible way. People say that Zhao Yinhu used his corpse to resurrect his soul to take revenge and killed their whole family." At this point, the old man looked at the door uneasily, fearing that something unclean might come in.
"After that house is abandoned, if anyone dares to move in, one of them will definitely go crazy within three months, and no one will dare to live in it again." The old man explained.
"First, someone heard a woman's laughter from time to time in the house, and then the sound of various bells was heard intermittently from the yard. Someone reported it to the police. The officers and soldiers did not dare to go at night. When they went to check during the day, they found an abandoned house. I found nothing, so I had no choice but to return in frustration."
"The people living in the town began to have bad luck. From time to time, people saw evil ghosts roaming the streets, and the sound of bells spread from the houses to the entire town. People said it was evil ghosts who were causing trouble, and they burned incense and offered sacrifices for a long time, but it still had no effect."
"So people in the town began to move to other places, and gradually the whole town became deserted. It's a pity, it's a pity." The old man was also talkative.
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