Under the lonely moonlight, the figure of the youth that suddenly appeared was like a ferocious beast charging forward.
As if to quell the anger that had suddenly risen in his heart, his fists and legs were fierce and violent. His pace did not seem fast, but the few simple movements were not sloppy. In the end, the man's calf was stomped on and broken. The hunter who was second from the back trembled in the air as if he had been hit by a huge force. The person who was third from the back hurriedly pulled out his sword. He had already picked up the long sword on the hunter's waist and smashed it down with the scabbard.
The man swung the long sword in the air. His kneecap was already broken. He staggered and jumped back, but the youth was still moving forward.
At this moment, he was already facing the burly and naive-looking farmer. The man's joints were thick and he looked simple and honest. In fact, he was already an "old man" in this gang. He subconsciously tried to support his companion who was jumping back on one leg with one hand, while his other hand reached out to grab the attacking enemy.
He reached out. The advancing youth let go of the scabbard of the long sword and also reached out with his left hand. He directly grabbed two of the opponent's fingers and pressed them down. The burly man clenched his teeth. His body held on for a moment, and then he knelt on the ground with a thud. At this moment, his right palm, index finger, and middle finger were all twisted backwards from the pressure. His left hand reached out to pry open the other's hand, but the youth had already approached him. With a crack, his fingers were snapped. The burly man opened his mouth to scream, but the left hand that had snapped his fingers hit his chin with a thud. His teeth clenched, and blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth.
The man who had his knee broken had not even fallen to the ground. The youth's left hand grabbed the burly man's fingers. With a press, a bend, and a push, his moves were extremely fierce. The burly man's thick knuckles were broken like dry wood in his hand. At this moment, the burly man was kneeling on the ground, his body leaning back. The scream in his mouth was broken by the push on his chin. The youth's left hand was raised into the sky. His right hand joined with his left hand in the air, forming a heavy hammer. He aimed at the burly man's face and smashed it down.
From beginning to end, it was almost the strength of the joints. The burly man's body hit the ground, gravel flying and his body twisted.
The man with his knee broken fell to the ground, the long sword in his hand falling out of shock.
Under the faint moonlight, the figure that suddenly appeared opened his arms and stretched them.
Before the other six people could figure out what was going on, four of them had already fallen to the violent methods. At this moment, the figure's arms were spread out, and his posture was so relaxed that he didn't look like a living creature of this world. He only relaxed for a moment before continuing to press forward.
At this moment, someone shouted, "You are … He is Bai Ri …"
The leader who had some Kung Fu unsheathed his saber with both hands, and with a roar, he pounced over and slashed down. The saber whizzed past the young man's side and fell to the ground. The young man had already closed in and pressed a hand on his wrist that was holding the saber. The young man struggled twice and his wrist went limp. He did not feel any pain, but he no longer had the strength to hold the saber. He did not know what hurt him.
The long sword fell to the ground, and the man in the lead swung his fist, but an even fiercer fist had already hit his lower abdomen. He was punched twice in the stomach, another punch on the left side of the jaw, and then two more punches on the stomach. When he felt the two more punches on the jaw, he had already fallen on the slope by the side of the official road, dust flying everywhere.
The remaining person was already running away in the darkness.
The figure turned back and walked to the side of the struggling hunter on the ground. He kicked his head again, and then bent over to pick up the long bow on his back. He took out three arrows and shot them into the distance. The fleeing person was shot in both legs, and then the third arrow in his body. He fell into the faint moonlight.
Screams and wails rang out under the moonlight. The fallen people were either rolling or twisting, like maggots in the darkness. The only figure standing looked at the side of the road, then slowly walked into the distance. He walked to the side of the man who was still crawling on the ground after being shot. After a while, he dragged him back along the official road by one of his feet. He was thrown into the crowd.
Only the cold moonlight fell from the night sky.
Except for the one who had previously recognized the identity of the black figure, the others could only vaguely see the figure's appearance at this moment. He was just a young man in his teens, carrying a bag. At this moment, he looked like a monster who had caught food and brought it back to the cave. He looked at them with cold eyes.
In the night wind, he even began to hum a strange melody. No one could understand what he was humming.
"The sky is clear, the flowers are blooming … Under the banyan tree by the pond, a little frog is boiling … I've grown up, don't call me little friend … Yes, yes, yes, little frog, frog at home alone …"
He pointed out all the people and stood by the side of the road. He didn't want to talk, so he just stood there in the dark, humming his favorite nursery rhyme. After a while, he turned back and spoke.
"Who sent you? It's not the first time, is it? "
The crowd was either moaning or wailing. Someone cried, "King …"
"I've heard it. It doesn't matter if you don't say it."
He paused like this.
"If you don't say it, you'll die here."
The military rules of the Huaxia Army were strict. When it came to the treatment of captives, in order to maintain their humanity, they usually wouldn't mistreat them. Ning Ji also hadn't learned any interrogation techniques. According to Aunt Gua's teachings, a life for a life, a debt for a debt. These people came to kill, so it was very reasonable for them to die here.
He didn't intend to spend too much effort.
…
He had a very friendly conversation with the six captives.
Affected by Ning Ji's frank attitude, the six people who were injured also very sincerely explained the ins and outs of the matter, as well as the various things the Li family of Mount Tongshan had done.
In the chaotic world where the Female Zhenren had killed her way, the history of a martial arts family was simpler and more violent than imagined. According to a few people, before the Female Zhenren went south for the fourth time, the Li family had already accumulated some wealth by relying on their relationship with the Great Radiant Sect. However, compared to the old country gentlemen and aristocratic families near Mount Tongshan, there was still a big gap.
Then, a team of Female Zhenren killed their way to Mount Tongshan. The officials and scholars of Mount Tongshan were weak and incompetent, and most of them chose to kneel to the Female Zhenren. However, Li Yanfeng seized the opportunity. He led and encouraged the villagers around him to move to the nearby mountains to hide. Because he was skilled in martial arts, he received a large-scale response at that time. At that time, he even had a conflict with some of the aristocratic families in power.
At that time, the aristocratic families who knelt and surrendered thought that they would receive the support of the Female Zhenren. However, in fact, Mount Tongshan was a small place. The Female Zhenren who came here only wanted to plunder and leave. Because of Li Yanfeng's obstruction, Tongshan County couldn't take out much money to "buy their lives". Therefore, the Female Zhenren team raided the houses of several nearby large families and burned down Tongshan County. However, they didn't go to the mountains to recover more things.
After coming out of the mountains, Li Yanfeng became the actual controller of Tongshan County. Even some of the aristocratic families who had followed him into the mountains had their family properties annexed by Li Yanfeng. Since he had the reputation of leading the resistance against the Jin, he successfully joined Liu Guangshi's side. After that, he roped in all kinds of people, built Fort Wu, and eliminated dissidents in an attempt to build the Li family into a martial arts family like the Tyrant Blade of Tiannan back then.
Under the name of resisting the Jin, the Li family ran amok in Mount Tongshan and naturally did many things. For example, when Liu Guangshi wanted to start a war with the north, he recruited soldiers and captured people in the Mount Tongshan area. This was mainly done with the Li family's help. At the same time, the Li family plundered the local people's wealth and gathered a large amount of money and ironware. This was also because they wanted to do business with the Huaxia army in the southwest, and Liu Guangshi had forcefully suppressed this task. In other words, although the Li family had done a lot of evil here, the things they plundered had mainly been transported to the "f * cking" southwest.
The six people who had been badly beaten thought that this was all the fault of the Huaxia army in the southwest.
Speaking of which, the Li family had a grudge with the devil in the southwest. Li Yanfeng's father, Li Ruoque, had been killed by the devil. Therefore, Li Yanfeng and the people in the southwest had always been irreconcilable. However, in order to slowly plan for revenge in the future, he learned the methods of the Tyrant Blade Manor and raised a private army. On the other hand, he had to help plunder the people's wealth to support the southwest. In all fairness, of course, he was very reluctant, but if Liu Guangshi wanted to do this, he could only continue.
Ning Ji's mood was a little complicated when he heard such an expression. He wanted to laugh, but because the situation was more serious, he held it in.
At the same time, in order to eliminate dissidents, the Li family ran amok and killed people. This was something that could be confirmed. Even the Li family had a private prison in Fort Wu, which was specially used to lock up some local people who opposed the Li family and slowly torture them. However, while explaining these things, the six people who faced the threat of their lives also expressed that although the Li family had made small mistakes, at least they did not lose out on the big picture. They were anti-gold, and the local scholars did not. Only they were anti-gold. What else could they do?
In the end, perhaps because the threat of death gradually faded, the leader even tried to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy on behalf of the Li family. He said, "Since the righteous people are safe, let's leave Mount Tongshan. Why must we go against the Li family? If the Li family falls, the people of Mount Tongshan will not be at fault. The Li family is anti-gold, and we have a clear conscience … "
The sky gradually darkened, the night wind became cold, and the clouds shrouded the moonlight. A moment before dawn, Ning Ji dragged the six people to the nearby woods and tied them up. He broke one of each of their legs. These people killed people by force. Originally, it didn't matter if he killed all of them, but since they had confessed, he would remove their power. In the future, they would be worse than ordinary people, and then they would have to study how to live. Ning Ji felt that this should be a very reasonable punishment. After all, they had said that this was a chaotic world.
Ning Ji was naturally angry with the Li family and Steward Wu, who had sent them to eliminate them. Although this subjective anger had faded after hearing about the connection between Mount Tongshan and the southwest, he still had to do what he had to do. The people in front of him made the matter of "anti-gold" sound very important, and the reason seemed very complicated. However, this kind of nonsense was not a complicated topic in the southwest.
Confucian scholars could not resist gold, and gangsters could resist gold. But did that mean gangsters were good people? Ning Ji had always snorted disdainfully at this. Moreover, the current situation of resisting the Jin was no longer urgent. Once the Jin were defeated in the southwest, it was difficult to say whether they could attack the Central Plains in the future. It basically did not matter to Ning Ji whether these people were "anti-gold" or not. It also did not matter to the Huaxia army.
Of course, after asking in detail, he was a little hesitant about the next steps. According to these people, Steward Wu usually lived in Fort Wu outside the city, while Li Xiaoqing and Xu Dong lived in Tongshan County. According to the Li family's local power, if he killed any one of them, the Li family's power inside and outside the city would probably take action. He was not afraid of this matter, but Wang Jiang, Wang Xiuniang, and the pedantic scholar were still in Tangjia Village. If the Li family's power took action, wouldn't they be captured again?
And these six people's legs had been broken, and they could not be killed immediately. The news would probably spread back to the Li family sooner or later. If he delayed for too long, it would not be good for him to do things.
The wind in the early morning was moaning. He thought about this matter all the way to Tongshan County. The situation was a little complicated, but the vigorous journey in Jianghu had finally begun. He was in a very good mood, and then he thought of his father's foresight in naming him Ning Ji.
Because his name was Ning Ji, his birthday could also be called the "death anniversary" — in other words, the death anniversary of some bad people.
"Lalala, little frog … The frog is at home alone …"
The first rays of dawn appeared on the horizon. Long Aotian hummed a song and walked all the way. At this time, many of the bad people, including Steward Wu, were at home alone and had not woken up yet …
*****
After dawn, Wang Xiuniang and a group of scholars woke up one after another in the inn in Tangjia Village.
No one had slept well. Their eyes were bloodshot, and there were dark circles under their eyes. After learning that Xiaolong had left in the middle of the night, Wang Xiuniang cried again at the breakfast table in the morning. Everyone was silent and felt quite awkward.
"Say, with Little Dragon's temperament, he won't run back to Mount Tongshan, right?" During breakfast, someone brought up this idea.
Everyone thought about it, and Fan Heng shook his head and said, "No, will he be able to take revenge if he goes back? He's not really a hothead. "
Chen Junsheng said, "Xiaolong is not stupid to be able to walk alone at such a time."
No one refuted these words. No one dared to add to this doubt. After all, if the young Xiaolong was really a hothead and ran back to Tongshan Mountain to complain or take revenge, wouldn't they have to go back to save him out of morality?
Could they save him? It was impossible to think about it. They would just be putting themselves in danger.
Wang Xiuniang cried for a while about Xiaolong. Lu Wenke's eyes were red, and he buried his head in his food. During the whole process, Wang Xiuniang stole a few glances at Lu Wenke, but Lu Wenke did not look at her. Both of them had a knot in their hearts. They should have talked about it, but from yesterday to today, such a conversation did not happen.
In the second half of breakfast, Fan Heng and the others talked about their next trip. Speaking of which, they should leave early, but Xiuniang's father had already woken up in the morning. According to Xiaolong, his body was not suitable for a long journey for the time being, and he needed to rest for two days. Due to morality, everyone could not say that they should leave at this time.
Everyone's mood was a little strange.
After breakfast, Wang Xiuniang went back to take care of her father. The injuries on her face and body were still the same, but her mind was clear. She decided to talk to the Confucian scholars later, to thank them for their care along the way, and to ask them to leave immediately. At the same time. At the same time, she was eager to talk to Lu Wenke. If Lu Wenke still wanted her, she would persuade him to let go of these things here — this was undoubtedly a good home for her.
And if Lu Wenke could not let go of this knot in his heart, she did not intend to shamelessly stick to him. For the time being, she would enlighten him and let him go home.
Such a thought was undoubtedly very painful for her, who had fallen in love for the first time. Thinking of talking things over with each other, Lu Wenke would go home, and she would take care of her seriously injured father and set off again — what would happen in the future? In such a mood, she secretly wiped away her tears a few more times. Before lunch, she left the room and tried to find Lu Wenke to talk to.
She walked in and out of the inn several times, but did not find Lu Wenke.
Then, she looked for Fan Heng and the others to look for him together. At this time, Lu Wenke's bag was already gone. After asking around, they found out where he went: Not long ago, their red-eyed companion carried his bag and left. As for where he went, some said he went in the direction of Tongshan, while others said they saw him go south.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and Wang Xiuniang cried again. There were two possibilities at the moment. Either Lu Wenke was really angry that the little dragon did not go back, and he ran back, or Lu Wenke felt that he had lost face and secretly went back home. After all, everyone was gathered together, and they would not meet again in the future. This time, he could keep the humiliation in his heart and not mention it again.
After everyone discussed for a while, Wang Xiuniang stopped her heartache, thanked Fan Heng and the others, and then let them leave this place. Fan Heng and the others did not directly answer, and they all sighed.
That afternoon, the group of scholars brought their luggage and attendants with them. Without a formal farewell, they silently left the place. As coincidental as their meeting, their parting also scattered like duckweed. These people did not go in the direction of Tongshan.
In the same afternoon, Lu Wenke returned to Tongshan County. He found the county government office and stood by the side of the road for a long time with red eyes and trembling arms.
Thinking about this journey to the southwest, he had seen many things during the five to six thousand li journey back and forth. The southwest was not as vicious as everyone thought. Even under the rule of Dai Mengwei, who was in a difficult situation, he could see many gentlemen's conduct. Now that the vicious Lady Zhenren had passed away, this place was under the rule of General Liu Guangshi, who had always been the most respected general of the literati.
I don't believe that this world will be so dark …
I don't believe that a martial artist can really cover the sky with one hand …
I don't believe …
…
He beat the big drum at the entrance of the county government office.
He wanted to see,
The truth of this world.
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