After summarizing the strategy to deal with Bai Yutian, the four bandits walked through the mountain road for more than ten miles and returned to the village. Some strange sights made the four of them feel extremely uncomfortable, and they couldn't help but wonder if they had wandered into someone else's mountain by mistake.
It turns out that only one or two of the bandits who stayed in the stronghold discovered the return of the four masters. The others were either busy pouring wine for the six masters and apprentices Cheng Wanpeng and Feng Wanli, or they were busy picking up food for them. In order to follow the six Mingle with each other and laugh a lot. The scene and atmosphere were like the reunion of relatives and friends after a long separation, which made the four masters envious.
If you ask for help from others, even if you are angry, you have to endure it for a while.
The four heads held back their words, with false smiles on their faces. Surrounded by one or two of their younger brothers, they sat down towards the banquet, making people think that they were having a great harvest outside.
The four masters had their wrists wrapped in red cloth, and the fifth and sixth gangsters had not returned. The only two female bandits were vaguely suspicious, but the brothers did not say anything and it was difficult to ask them directly. Seeing that the Fourth Master's eyes were full of weird things, he couldn't hold it back and asked in a low voice: "Fourth brother, why did you come back today? Did you encounter any strong enemy?"
The fourth master offered a glass of wine to the six masters and disciples, and replied with a smile: "I met two beautiful beauties on the road, and I wanted to invite them to accompany the six distinguished guests, have a drink, chat, and relieve their boredom. No. I think the guard next to them is extremely skilled, but our brother couldn't even say hello, so he was injured by his long sword."
A disciple asked: "How do those two women compare with the two masters in beauty?"
'Scar Henglian' replied with a smile: "To be honest with you, there is no comparison. That smile is like dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder. Eating it can strengthen your body. That drop of saliva is like fine wine. Drinking it It can prolong your life."
Jiu Wenlong sighed: "What a pity! It's just because our brothers' martial arts are mediocre. We really can't fight. We don't have to bring them over to let our distinguished guests have a try."
Cheng Wanpeng asked casually: "Have you ever found out about that kid's origins?"
The boss replied: "I don't know the origin. But the two beauties called the boy as if one called him Brother Bai and the other called him Brother Tian."
A disciple said: "Master, it must be that wild boy Bai Yutian."
The elder asked: "In which direction did those three people go?"
The fourth child cheerfully replied: "At this point, it is lunch time. The three of them are rushing forward quickly. They should be in a hurry to find a wine shop."
A disciple asked: "How far ahead is there a wine shop?"
The fourth child replied: "This area is dozens of miles away, sparsely populated, and the villages are scattered and hidden. It is difficult for people who are not familiar with the terrain to find it. There is a wine shop thirty miles ahead. If the guess is correct, the three of them should be running there. It’s sharpened.”
Cheng Wanpeng said: "Junior brother, that kid seems to have discovered something. Keeping him here will always be a disaster. It happens that he is alone and outnumbered. It is better to take the opportunity to get rid of him to avoid future troubles."
A disciple interjected: "Yes! Master, that boy has already practiced as a green dragon to fetch water. In time, once his martial arts is perfected, he will become a serious problem for us in Biluo Lake. Get rid of it as soon as possible, and we will be worry-free as soon as possible."
As soon as the headmaster heard "Qinglong Fetches Water" and "Biluo Lake", a chill went down his spine and he swallowed the meat in his mouth before he could chew it. I thought to myself that Qinglong's ability to draw water is the Chunyang Sect's palm technique, and Biluo Lake is the missionary place of the Martial Saint. Intervening in such a fight between the two parties, how can I, an insignificant little person, still survive? Even if Chunyang Clan never kills innocent people indiscriminately, how could Biluohu dare to let outsiders know about the people they assassinated Chunyang Clan for the sake of their reputation.
Thinking of this, he very smartly stood up holding his stomach and said deeply apologetically: "Dear guest, I have a stomachache, so I'll excuse you for a moment."
Seeing that the master's wrist was injured, a bandit kindly followed him and helped him along the way.
Cheng Wanpeng and others had never taken the IQ of a mountain man to heart. Seeing that the master was calm and composed, without any abnormality, they thought that people have three urgent needs, and they didn't care about them, so they let them go.
The two of them left everyone's sight. The leader looked back and saw that no one was following him. He grabbed the bandit's hand and said quickly: "Wei Zai, do you want to die?"
Wei Zai didn't know why, but he replied: "Brother He, if you are living well, who would want to die!"
The leader of He village said: "If you don't want to die, follow me and leave the village quickly."
Wei Zai was puzzled and asked: "Brother He, this is fine, why are you leaving the village?"
"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you anymore. If you believe me, then come with me. If you don't believe me, go back and continue drinking, and lose your life in the process." Village Leader He shook his head slightly, finished speaking impatiently, and even touched He climbed the ground and fled towards the back mountain.
Seeing that the leader of the village looked like a defeated general fleeing, Wei Zai was filled with fear. Without thinking much, he reluctantly caught up with Master He, supported him, and fled for his life.
As expected by the leader of the village, as soon as the two of them disappeared into the forest, the two disciples and disciples of Biluo Lake came looking for them with swords. They kicked open the latrine and saw no one, and quickly walked forward. When they came to the dining table, a disciple put his ear next to Cheng Wanpeng's and whispered a few words in a low voice.
After hearing this, Cheng Wanpeng stood up and said, "Everyone, thank you for your hospitality. We will see you later."
Several unreasonable men stood up and replied enthusiastically: "The distinguished guests have come from afar, why not stay for a day or two more so that we can fulfill our friendship as landlords."
Cheng Wanpeng laughed evilly twice, turned around and said solemnly: "Kill them all, leaving no one behind."
For some reason, before the bandits had time to understand the elder's words, they were greeted by four shining swords. The swords slashed or stabbed their bodies cleanly. Blood spattered everywhere and there was a sound of pain. .
Whether it is a borrowed knife to kill someone, or whether it is a self-inflicted crime. The second child with a scarred face, the third child of Jiuwenlong, and the fourth boss, had no chance to distinguish, let alone the power to resist. As soon as they escaped from the dinner table, they were chopped down by the sword, and they groaned incomprehensibly. In a pool of blood, he passed away reluctantly.
After an extremely compact burst of killing, the four swords gathered together very casually, aiming at the two women, their cold light reflecting each other.
I don't know whether the person holding the sword had a compassionate heart and couldn't bear to take action, or the two girls didn't want to die, and their mouths were full of begging for mercy. The sword hesitated for a while and kept shaking.
One of the apprentices turned around and asked Cheng Wanpeng: "Master, uncle, are you going to kill the seventh and eighth masters too?"
Cheng Wanpeng replied: "If you don't kill this kind of stuff, what's the use of keeping it?"
Not thinking about old feelings, the sword was thrust into the chests of the two girls, and was quickly pulled out, leaving a gash in the clothes on the chests of the two girls. The blood instantly gushed out from the gash, and as the two girls The girl's eyes opened and closed slightly, and she gradually became silent.
A disciple said: "Master, master, let the village leader escape, there will be no future troubles, right?"
Feng Wanli replied: "Let him go! Since he knows how to escape, he must be a shrewd man. He will know how to hide his name from now on, find a place to hide, and let this matter go to his stomach."
Cheng Wanpeng said: "Junior brother, it's possible that Bai Yutian's martial arts is not inferior to you and me. Do you think of a way to deal with it?"
Feng Wanli said: "Senior brother, between Chunyang Sect and our Biluo Lake, there is a man with the reputation of being the best in the world. When fighting against Bai Yutian, the outcome will naturally be determined by martial arts. There is no need to humiliate him with other heretical tricks. The master has the reputation of being the best in the world."
Cheng Wanpeng said: "Junior brother, you can say these things to others, but you don't need to say them in front of me. Eighteen years ago, Jiang Qingcheng fought with the master. If the master hadn't had some understanding of Chunyang Palm, Jiang Qingcheng would have How could Master Biluohu know nothing about martial arts? How could he win so easily? At such a young age, Bai Yutian actually broke through the obstacles and practiced as a green dragon to fetch water. His future is really limitless. Ask yourself, how can we, our fellow apprentices, win with martial arts alone? I’m afraid no one can keep Biluo Lake prosperous.”
Feng Wanli said: "Senior brother, it is true that you are loyal to your sect and do everything for the benefit of your sect. But the real number one in the world is the number one in the world in the hearts of the world. Even if it is obtained temporarily by using cheap means, the world will not sincerely believe that it is the best in the world." If you agree with your heart, how can you say that you are the best in the world?"
Cheng Wanpeng said: "Junior brother, the master has spent decades of hard work to win Biluo Lake the title of No. 1 in the world. As his direct disciples, we can decide the outcome with martial arts or conspiracy." Win or lose, no matter what you say, you can never give up your reputation as the best in the world."
Feng Wanli said: "Senior brother, even if we can kill Bai Yutian quietly today, there is no airtight wall in the world. Once the news leaks, what will be used to block the world's martial arts people from talking in the future."
Cheng Wanpeng chuckled and said: "Junior brother, you just need to help me kill Bai Yutian. I have already blocked all the people in the world of martial arts. Don't worry, I will never bring half the reputation of Biluo Lake." Tainted.”
Feng Wanli said: "Senior brother, I really don't understand. This Bai Yutian just walked out of the mountain gate and did good things. But he died in the hands of our brothers for no reason. What are you using to silence everyone in the world?"
Cheng Wanpeng smiled happily at the dozen corpses on the ground and said, "That's it."
Feng Wanli was puzzled, with a suspicious expression on his face, and said: "This is obviously our fault and has nothing to do with Bai Yutian, so how can we stop everyone in the world of martial arts from talking about it."
Cheng Wanpeng smiled and replied: "Junior brother, you are so confused. In order to take revenge, these little thieves all know how to use our hands to deal with Bai Yutian and kill people with borrowed knives. Can't we use their bodies to frame Bai Yutian? . Besides, it’s true that Bai Yutian likes to meddle in other people’s affairs and has hurt several heads of family. We just helped him get rid of his evil deeds.”
Feng Wanli said: "Senior brother, setting things up and killing someone with a borrowed knife is not what a hero would do."
Cheng Wanpeng said with a smile: "Junior brother, if you want to achieve great things, you must use any means. This is no longer a shady thing. Those founding kings relied on civil servants and generals to plan the world, and the world was determined. They turned around and dealt with those civil servants and generals. As a result, they were praised by the people. As the Holy Lord. It can be seen that in worldly affairs, we only recognize victory or defeat, only the results, regardless of the process."
Feng Wanli said: "Brother, we are not princes or generals, we are just ordinary people. And ordinary people talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality, right and wrong, and the conscience of heaven and earth."
"Junior brother, after Bai Yutian is eliminated, you can say whatever you like about benevolence and morality, right and wrong, and the conscience of heaven and earth. No one can control you." After Cheng Wanpeng finished speaking, he took Feng Wanli's hand. , forced him to walk outside the village.
His arms couldn't hold his thighs, so Feng Wanli had no choice but to follow Cheng Wanpeng's steps, feeling uncomfortable all the way. Who told him that he was not a senior brother, but a second junior brother, and he could only take orders from others. What's more, to eliminate old enemies and appease the masses, you can be a good man even if you don't have to be a hero. The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.
