In the evening, after Bu Xiaotian had dinner with He Dazhi's family, he returned to the room to continue meditating to heal his injuries.
After what happened during the day, He Dazhi's family respected Bu Xiaotian even more. Even Yingzi, who always liked to hang around Bu Xiaotian and ask questions, was warned by He Dazhi not to disturb Bu Xiaotian.
This kind of respect did not bring the relationship between Bu Xiaotian and them closer, but instead became a little alienated.
Although Bu Xiaotian didn't like their attitude, he was helpless.
At the same time, in a remote courtyard in Qingxia Town, a group of people were discussing something in low voices.
No one knew that this seemingly inconspicuous little courtyard was a branch of Holy Soul Mountain. The people in this branch usually kept a low profile, and even most people in the town were unaware of their existence.
But they are the backers of the Xia family, the largest family in Qingxia Town. The Xia family can now have the power to dominate Qingxia Town without their secret support.
This branch altar in Qingxia Town is located nearly two thousand miles away from Holy Soul Mountain, basically on the edge of Holy Soul Mountain's sphere of influence.
Originally there were only a dozen or so Saint Soul Mountain disciples here, and no masters were in charge. But just ten days ago, dozens of Saint Soul Mountain masters suddenly came here, seemingly looking for this person.
After these people arrived, although the people in the town were a little curious about the sudden appearance of outsiders in the first few days, they saw that these people did not make any big moves, and no one delved into their origins.
At this time, the atmosphere in the small courtyard, which looked peaceful from the outside, was a bit depressing.
In the main hall, the two of them were sitting in the main seat, listening to the report of a middle-aged man standing in the hall.
The middle-aged man had finished what he wanted to say, but the two people in the main seat did not speak immediately.
After a while, the gloomy-looking man on the left suddenly slapped the table and said in a cold voice:
"So you still haven't found that person?"
The man standing in the hall seemed to be very afraid of that person. When he slapped the table, he shuddered and hurriedly knelt on the ground and replied:
"I'm sorry for my incompetence, protector!"
The gloomy-looking man looked at the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground and said:
"A bunch of trash, you can't find anyone, what do you do for food?"
When the middle-aged man heard this, a few drops of cold sweat slid down his forehead, but he did not dare to reply.
After a moment of silence, the relatively gentle man sitting on the right put down the teacup in his hand and said:
"Okay, you go out first."
After hearing the words of the man on the right, the middle-aged man quickly saluted as if he had been granted amnesty:
"Please excuse me, little one!"
After saying that, he couldn't wait to leave.
After the middle-aged man left, the gentle-looking man on the right looked at the man on the left and said:
"Protector Leng, as mentioned above, that man is good at concealment. If he wants to hide, I'm afraid even you and I won't be able to find him, let alone the disciples of these divisions. I haven't found that man for so many days. Maybe he has left here."
The man known as Protector Leng turned to the right and said:
"Hmph, I don't know this. It's just that the Great Elder personally ordered to find that person no matter what, and all the altars within a radius of hundreds of miles started to move.
This is the closest to the place where the man disappeared, and this is the place where his situation is most likely to appear. If we really let him slip away from us, I'm afraid the great elder will not let you and me go easy! "
The man on the right looked puzzled and said:
"But for a mere disciple of the Yuxu Sect, why would the Great Elder go to such great lengths to fight? Do you really not know the reason?"
When Protector Leng heard this, his expression became even colder. He turned to look at the person on the right and said:
"What? Deacon Xiao still doesn't believe me? I have told you everything that happened that day without hiding anything. If you still don't believe me, you can ask the Great Elder in person."
Seeing that Protector Leng seemed a little angry, Deacon Xiao smiled bitterly and said:
"What is the identity of the Great Elder? I am just a young deacon disciple of the Scripture Hall. How can I dare to question you? It's not that I don't believe Brother Leng, but I just have some doubts in my heart. I hope Brother Leng can forgive me!"
When Protector Leng saw Deacon Xiao apologizing, the look on his face softened a bit and he said:
"Actually, I have the same doubts as Brother Xiao, but I don't dare to speculate on the Great Elder's thoughts. Now that I haven't seen the whereabouts of that person, I feel really anxious."
Just as the two people were talking in the hall, the voice of the middle-aged man who had left before sounded outside again:
"Deacon Xiao, Protector Leng, I have something to report!"
Hearing the middle-aged man's voice, the two stopped talking at the same time. Protector Leng said coldly:
"come in."
The middle-aged man received permission, then opened the door and walked in.
After the middle-aged man came in, Deacon Xiao asked:
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
The middle-aged man lowered his head and said respectfully:
"Deacon Xiao and Protector Leng, someone from the Xia family came just now and said they found a suspicious person in the forest more than ten miles outside the town."
Hearing this, the eyes of the two people sitting there lit up, and Deacon Xiao said:
"Oh? Tell me in detail."
The middle-aged man did not dare to hesitate and said:
"Since the person I wanted to find earlier was seriously injured, he might go to a hospital or drug store for consultation and medicine, so I asked the Xia family to keep an eye on several hospitals and drug stores in the town to pay attention to injuries. and those who grasp medicinal herbs for treating internal and external wounds.”
Deacon Xiao nodded slightly when he heard this and said:
"Well, you did a good job, let's continue."
The middle-aged man continued:
"Just now, Mr. Xia's lame son suddenly came to report that he saw someone grabbing medicinal materials for treating internal injuries, so he quietly followed him, and sure enough, he found a strange young man in the house of an Orion outside the town."
As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, Protector Leng suddenly asked:
"Where is the messenger?"
The middle-aged man quickly replied:
"Just wait outside."
Protector Leng said:
"Tell him to come in."
"yes."
After saying this, the middle-aged man turned around and walked out of the main hall. Not long after, he walked in with a few people. It was Xia Bing and his party who had gone to He Dazhi's house to seek revenge.
Although Xia Bing was used to being arrogant and domineering in Qingxia Town based on his family background, but now he saw that Zhao Tanzhu, who had always been unscrupulous in front of him, looked submissive in front of these two people, and he did not dare to act like he was outside anymore. Generally, the eyes are higher than the top of the head, and they follow him honestly.
After the middle-aged man stood still, he said respectfully:
"Deacon Xiao and Protector Leng are here."
Protector Leng and Deacon Xiao stared at Xia Bing and his party when they came in. Seeing a somewhat embarrassed look on their bodies, they looked at each other but said nothing.
After a while, Deacon Xiao finally asked:
"Did you find someone grabbing medicine for internal injuries?"
At this time, Xia Bing was caught by the cold aura around Protector Leng, and he felt a little regretful about coming here. However, he did not dare to change his words after hearing the words of the gentle-faced man, so he had to bite the bullet and said:
"Yes, my servant saw He Dazhi grabbing medicine for internal injuries at the Chang'an Pharmacy in the town five days ago."
As soon as Xia Bing finished speaking, he heard the cold-faced man on the left asking in a cold voice:
"Since I saw it five days ago, why did you come to report it now?"
Hearing this voice, Xia Bing felt like he was being stared at by a bloodthirsty beast. He felt even more frightened and hurriedly said:
"Then He Dazhi was very cautious. The servants in the young family were lost, and he was not sure whether the injured person was the person the adults were looking for, so he did not rush to report the news and just asked the servants to search in that area.
This morning, a servant finally found He Dazhi's residence. The younger one took people there to catch the man, but he didn't expect that the man was very powerful and wounded all the people he brought with him in a few strokes. "
After listening to Xia Bing's words, Protector Leng snorted coldly:
"Hmph! If that's really that person, you can't handle it!"
Deacon Xiao seemed to have remembered something and asked again:
"What does that person look like?"
When Xia Bing heard Deacon Xiao ask about the man's appearance, he felt even more guilty, but he didn't dare to hide it, so he could only briefly describe Bu Xiaotian's appearance:
"The man was very young. He looked no more than twenty years old. He just had white hair."
After hearing Xia Bing's words, Deacon Xiao and Protector Leng looked at each other, and both saw the flash of surprise in each other's eyes.
Protector Leng stood up immediately and said:
"Take us there!"
Xia Bing was stunned when he saw Protector Leng's reaction. Did he accidentally meet the person they were looking for?
He did not dare to hesitate and answered immediately:
"yes!"
Soon, Xia Bing and the others led all the people from the Holy Soul Mountain in this branch out of the small courtyard, all the way out of Qingxia Town, towards the place where He Dazhi lived.
Xia Bing was very surprised when dozens of people moved without any movement, and they were able to move out very quickly.
Half an hour later, in the mountain forest only half a mile away from where He Dazhi and the others lived, Xia Bing pointed to the small courtyard not far away and said to a few people around him:
"Right there!"
Now that he knew that Bu Xiaotian was probably the person these people were looking for, he no longer had the fear that his lies might be exposed, and he only had the pleasure of revenge.
After the instructions of Protector Leng and Deacon Xiao, the people in Holy Soul Mountain did not approach the small courtyard directly. Instead, they spread out and surrounded the small courtyard from all directions.
Bu Xiaotian, who was meditating in the room, suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart. He suddenly opened his eyes, only to find that the originally lively sound of insects had all disappeared without knowing when, and there was only weird silence outside.
He immediately dodged out of the room and knocked on the door of He Dazhi and his wife.
Before He Dazhi and his wife could fall asleep, they suddenly heard a knock on the door and immediately sat up and asked:
"who?"
Bu Xiaotian lowered his voice and said:
"It's me. Someone is coming. Hide quickly and don't come out no matter what you hear!"
He Dazhi was shocked when he heard Bu Xiaotian's words and asked:
"how about you?"
There was no sound outside the door, but Bu Xiaotian had left.
He Dazhi didn't get a response, but he didn't dare to go out. He quickly woke up Yingzi, who was already sleeping, and asked her to hide under the bed with his wife. However, he got dressed and lay back on the bed, holding a steel fork in his hand and staring closely. door.
Here, after Bu Xiaotian reminded He Dazhi, he quickly left the small courtyard with his long sword. He could feel that there were many people coming and they were not ordinary people.
He has not yet recovered from his injuries, and there is no guarantee that he can protect He Dazhi's family.
It is obviously impossible for He Dazhi's family to provoke such enemies. These people should be here for him.
As long as they stay away from He Dazhi and the others, they may be able to lure these people away.
As soon as Bu Xiaotian left the small courtyard, he felt two powerful auras coming towards him quickly from different directions.
Without any hesitation, he ran straight in the other direction.
Although the cultivation of these two people is not as good as his, he is injured now and may not be their opponent if they get entangled.
The reason why Yu Jian did not leave directly was because Yu Jian would only expose his whereabouts more completely in the dark night.
Sure enough, when they noticed that Bu Xiaotian was running away in another direction, the two people in the dark immediately changed their direction and chased after him.
After walking forward for only a moment, Bu Xiaotian felt that there were people blocking his path in the woods ahead. Even if he could easily deal with them, the two masters behind him would still have to catch up.
So he decisively changed direction and continued to move forward, but soon he found someone blocking him in front of him, so he changed direction again...
After repeating this several times, Bu Xiaotian found that these people had surrounded the whole place, and the two masters behind them were chasing after them. If they wanted to leave here, they could only rush out by force.
We can only take a risk!
Just when a hint of determination flashed in Bu Xiaotian's eyes, He Dazhi's angry curses and Yingzi's cries suddenly came from the small courtyard.
Oops!
When he heard the voices of He Dazhi and Yingzi, Bu Xiaotian's heart sank. They didn't let He Dazhi's family go!
Soon Bu Xiaotian heard someone behind him say loudly:
"Don't run away, or I'll let them kill the three people in that yard!"
Hearing this, Bu Xiaotian was filled with anger. These despicable guys actually threatened him with the lives of He Dazhi and the others!
Although he was very angry, Bu Xiaotian did not dare to act rashly and could only run towards the small courtyard quickly.
When he returned to the small courtyard, he saw He Dazhi with an angry face being suppressed by a man in black with a knife and kneeling on the ground. Yingzi was held by another man by the collar and lifted up in the air. He Dazhi's wife fell aside. I don’t know life or death.
At this time, half of He Dazhi's face was swollen, and the corners of his mouth were still bloodshot. He thought he had been beaten when he resisted before. Yingzi seemed to be frightened, and did not dare to resist despite being carried by the man in black.
The moment she saw Bu Xiaotian, Yingzi's eyes lit up and she shouted:
"Big brother, save us! Drive away these bad guys!"
Before Bu Xiaotian could answer, he heard a smiling voice behind him:
"Let me just tell you, how could a dignified Yuxu Sect disciple watch his benefactor die in our hands?"
Bu Xiaotian slowly turned around and saw two people in black standing behind him. He recognized that the patterns embroidered on these people showed their identities - Holy Soul Mountain!
"You are from Holy Soul Mountain!"
The man on the right with a gentle face and a faint smile replied:
"That's right, I'm Xiao Ze, the deacon of the Holy Soul Mountain Sutra Teaching Hall."
The man's smile looked very hateful in Bu Xiaotian's eyes at this time. Bu Xiaotian said with a cold face:
"What you want is me, let them go!"
Xiao Ze disapproved of Bu Xiaotian's attitude and still smiled and said:
"Of course you can let them go, but you have to come with us."
This was a group of people appearing outside the small courtyard with torches. Bu Xiaotian recognized Xia Bing who was being held up at a glance and said angrily:
"It turns out you reported the letter to them, how dare you collude with the Demon Cult!"
At this time, Xia Bing's face had long lost the fearful look he had when he left during the day. He looked at Bu Xiaotian with a proud expression and said:
"Yes, it's my letter! Aren't you very crazy during the day? Let me see if you can be more crazy? When you are captured by the adults, I will make a good deal with these three bitches and double the humiliation you inflicted on me. Give it back to them!”
Before Bu Xiaotian could speak, he heard the cold-looking man next to Xiao Ze suddenly say:
"Noisy!"
Then he waved his hand, and with a crisp "pop" sound, Xia Bing flew backwards. When the servant hurriedly helped him up, there was already a striking slap mark on his face.
Xia Bing was beaten, but he didn't dare to say anything, let alone get angry at Protector Leng who beat him. He just stared at He Dazhi and the others with more and more fierce eyes.
This is when Xiao Ze said to Bu Xiaotian again:
"How about it? Have you thought about it? Use yourself in exchange for the three of them, or should you escape by yourself and we kill them?"
Bu Xiaotian looked at Xiao Ze with an expression that seemed to be asking him whether he should eat steamed buns or rice for his next meal, and he felt deeply helpless in his heart:
"I'm just afraid that even if I go with you, they will still be retaliated against."
Xiao Ze smiled and said:
"It's simple. I can promise the Spirit God that as long as you follow us, all the people in Holy Soul Mountain will never harm them by any means. We don't have to embarrass a few ordinary people."
The so-called "Spiritual God" is the belief in the hearts of all the people of Holy Soul Mountain. If something is said in the name of the Spiritual God, the people of Holy Soul Mountain will rarely violate it.
Bu Xiaotian said nothing and looked at Xia Bing again.
Xia Bing was still thinking that Xiao Ze only said that people from Holy Soul Mountain would not harm them. He was not from Holy Soul Mountain. Even if he attacked He Dazhi's family, no one could do anything to him.
When Bu Xiaotian looked at him, he glared back with a sneer.
When Xiao Ze saw Bu Xiaotian looking at Xia Bing, he immediately understood what he meant, chuckled and said:
"It's even simpler. Dead people don't take revenge."
Just as Xiao Ze finished speaking, he saw several flying knives suddenly flying out of his sleeves, instantly cutting the necks of Xia Bing and several of his servants. At the same time, several shadows floated from the bodies of those people and penetrated into them. into the flying knife.
Xia Bing still had a sneer on his face when he died. I'm afraid he will never understand until his death. He obviously led them to capture this man, but how could he die in Xiao Ze's hands like this.
After Xiao Ze killed several Xia soldiers, he waved his hand and put away the throwing knife as if he had done something trivial, and said with a smile:
"Is this okay? You don't have to worry about his family. They won't know what happened tonight. Don't you think so, Lord Zhao?"
The last words were spoken to Altar Master Zhao who was standing aside.
Seeing that Xiao Ze could still show such a gentle smile after killing someone, Zhao Tanzhu felt a chill rising in his heart, and he quickly nodded and assured:
"Deacon Xiao is right, no one will know what happened tonight!"
Seeing everything that happened, Bu Xiaotian felt that the person in front of him was simply a devil, but for the safety of He Dazhi's family, he had no choice but to say:
"I'll go with you."
PS: In the second half of the last chapter, Xia Bing’s name was changed to Xia Jing. He was originally called Xia Jing from the beginning. I wrote that I thought the name Xia Jing was good, but it was a pity to use it on this villain. , changed it to Xia Bing, but later forgot to change it. . . It has now been changed back.
Xia Bing picked up a homophone, and there may be someone named Xie Jiang in the future. . .
