An ominous glint flashed in the black-clothed man's eyes and he took a vicious step forward. The young man frowned and there was a hint of impatience in his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, there was a sudden commotion outside the tavern.
The young man's expression darkened as he shouted, "What is it?"
A man in black ran in from outside the tavern and said anxiously, "The mountain is on fire!"
Everyone in the tavern was shocked and hurried to the door to take a look. Indeed, in the darkness of the night, six or seven places on the tea mountain were on fire at the same time. The fires did not seem to be connected yet and did not seem too big. However, the flames were bright and burning fiercely. They rose with the howling of the mountain wind. It was obvious that it would not be long before the mountain was set ablaze.
There was a moment of silence among the men in black. Suddenly, someone cursed and someone was about to rush up the mountain but was immediately stopped by the young man. He looked around and his expression turned cold for the first time. His voice also carried a hint of coldness as he said, "This place is less than thirty miles from South Pine Mountain. Once the mountain fire gets bigger, the Thousand Autumns Gate will definitely send people over to investigate. When that happens, there will be no time for you to mess around."
The men in black were all silent. After a while, the young man laughed coldly and suddenly slapped the folding fan in his hand. He said in a low voice, "Set the house on fire! Kill the fatty in the tavern! Let's go! "
Very quickly, in the silent night, the light of the fire quickly lit up the surrounding area, surrounding the tavern in the middle. From the effect of the fire, it was obvious that this group of men in black were experts. Who knew how many times they had set the place on fire in the past? What was strange was that although the commotion was so big that night, other than the inside and outside of the tavern, the other places in Qingshuitang Village were still quiet. There seemed to be no signs of the villagers being alarmed.
At the same time, in the small tavern that was gradually engulfed by the raging flames, two black-clothed men had already rushed in. They dragged out the dispirited and pitiful old horse and threw it on the empty ground in front of the tavern.
The young man walked over with a solemn expression. It seemed that at this time, due to all kinds of accidents, he finally couldn't maintain that indifferent expression. He said solemnly, "Fatty, I respect you as a man, but you have seen the situation now. I will give you one last chance. Tell me the identity of that shadow and where he is now. Otherwise, you will … "
He gave a look to his side, and the two men in black who caught the old horse pulled out their shining blades at the same time. The man on the right moved slightly faster, and directly placed the blade on the fat man's thick neck. The man on the other side was a step slower, and after a moment of hesitation, he put away his blade and took a step back, standing among the crowd.
As the cold blade was placed on Old Ma's neck, Old Ma couldn't help but shrink back. His face was pale. It was obvious that he was still nervous. He couldn't help but raise his head to look at the man in black.
Perhaps it was an instinctive reaction at the moment of life and death. His body trembled violently. Then, he stared at the man in black who was about to kill him. It was as if he wanted to remember the murderer's face and turn into a ghost to take revenge. Unfortunately, this black-clothed man's entire body was wrapped tightly. Even his face was covered by a black cloth, revealing only a pair of eyes.
Old Ma glared fiercely at the man in black.
The man in black was unmoved.
The young man on the other side seemed to have run out of patience. He said coldly, "Have you made up your mind?" He paused for a moment and snorted. He waved his hand and said, "Do it …"
"Don't!" Suddenly, a scream came. It was Old Ma, the fat man, who suddenly shouted. In an instant, his original iron-blooded and unyielding temperament disappeared. He suddenly changed into a depressed and flattering look. He shouted loudly, "I'll talk! I'll talk! "
"Hu …"
There was a commotion among the men in black, including the young man, who seemed to be caught off guard. He was stunned for a moment and couldn't react for a while.
The man in black standing next to the fat Old Ma seemed to be more frightened. He staggered and almost fell. Then, he seemed to be very angry. He lifted his foot and kicked the fat man!
"Ouch …" Old Ma rolled on the ground twice. He looked like a lump of fat meat. He grimaced for a moment.
The young man on the other side came to his senses. He hurriedly stopped the man in black who seemed to want to beat the fat man. He walked quickly to the side of Old Ma and said seriously, "Ma Xiaoyun!"
As soon as he said that, even he himself frowned. He felt that the name was too different from the fat man in front of him. However, according to the secret report from Zhenxianmeng and Fuyunji, this person did have this name … But at this moment, he couldn't care so much. He took a deep breath and said, "Ma Xiaoyun, listen. My name is Shang Feiyi. I'm the Deputy Lord of the West Altar of the Three Realms Divine Sect. As long as you tell me the truth, I guarantee that you won't have to worry about Fuyunji for the rest of your life. "
Ma Xiaoyun … uh, the fat Old Ma nodded and said, "Thank you, thank you. You must save me!"
Shang Feiyi nodded. There was some anticipation and nervousness in his eyes. He said, "Tell me quickly. Who is the shadow hiding here?"
There was silence, and all the men in black subconsciously held their breaths as they listened.
The night breeze blew past, and only the crackling sound of the fire burning on the tavern's roof could be heard. In an even more distant place, in the depths of the thick darkness, a faint and indistinct sound could be heard, as if someone's water buffalo had finally been startled, letting out a "mooing" sound.
Old Ma gritted his teeth. It seemed that he had gone through the last struggle in his heart. He even looked back at the man in black who was holding the knife. It seemed that he was very afraid of the knife. After a moment, he said, "I don't know the original name of the shadow. But when I picked him up, his name was Lu Chen. He is 28 years old this year and has a medium build …"
Shang Feiyi raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly. Obviously, he seemed to know the basic information of the shadow. It also proved that the fat man in front of him had indeed told him everything. He said, "Well said. What else?"
The fat man hesitated for a moment. The man in black standing next to him seemed to despise this fickle villain very much. With a low shout, he placed the knife on Old Ma's neck and shouted, "Speak quickly!"
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