Unexpectedly, this Taoist priest was also decisive. He waved away the blood on the tip of his sword and held a peach wood sword upside down. He bowed and said directly, "There's no need for such trouble. Zhang Xiucheng is willing to go to the Cottage with Mr. Xu."
Hsu Fengnian ordered the Cottage attendants coldly, "Bring Zhongli Handan's head with two parts."
The group rode to Changle Peak, which was two hours away. There was actually a luxurious carriage outside the Zhongyi Village. However, since Hsu Fengnian did not want to sit in it, no one dared to make trouble.
The sects that had the right to occupy a mountain and call themselves kings were mostly rich and powerful. The ones that were far away were like Dragon Tiger Mountain and Huishan Xuanyuan, which were opposite each other across the river. The ones that were closer were like Qingyang Palace. They all had thousands of followers. Not to mention the clan leaders, even some small fries were high up in the sky. In the eyes of ordinary people, they only felt like they were covered by clouds and mist. Naturally, they would be in awe. The Shen Family Thatched Cottage was the king of the Liuyi Mountain. However, the devil in front of them, who was grabbed by the neck like a wild duck, liked to call himself an immortal. His strength was among the top five in the Cottage. A few years ago, it was rumored that he was close to Rank Two. According to the details that Hsu Fengnian learned from Qing Zhu, the Cottage had about two Rank Two Master Masters. For a state like the Orange State, it was indeed not bad. The owner of the Cottage had the surname Shen. This person with the surname Zhongli was the dishonorable illegitimate son of the owner of the Cottage. However, he was quite talented in martial arts and had the chance to reach Rank Two before the age of 40. Whether he was an illegitimate son or not, it did not matter. The reason why the Shen Family Thatched Cottage was labeled as a Devil Sect was because they were good at sex and Tantrism. In the end, as long as it was related to sex, the Cottage was good at it. When the disciples of the Shen family went down the mountain, they either killed their parents or kidnapped their young tripod furnaces. They also escorted mature tripod furnaces to high officials and dignitaries. They even had business dealings with some relatives of the two surnames in the Beimang Imperial Tent. This was also the reason why the Thatched Cottage could be so wealthy. In fact, although the Tantrism had always been criticized as heretical, some of the orthodox supernatural powers that originated from Buddhist scriptures were not distorted. This was probably the key reason why the Shen family had so many pillars of martial arts.
Han Fang did not say anything. She rode beside this scholar at night.
However, her thoughts were running wild. Since he was traveling with his sword, he had slapped the devil Zhongli's head without using his sword. Didn't that mean that he had reached Rank Two?! How many years had this scholar, who called himself Xu Lang, been in his twenties? However, she was not optimistic about Xu Lang going to the Shen Family's thatched cottage. He was forced to go because he had no other choice. He could not be like the servant boy who died on the spot after saying no. However, she had a headache about how to weigh the pros and cons after arriving at the Cottage. Not to mention other things, the Cottage had two elders from the Shen Family who had been in the Second Rank for a long time. Would Xu Lang not care about his life when he had not even drawn his sword out of its scabbard behind him? Or was he confident?
Zhang Xiucheng followed behind him. He only felt that this scholar had a strong sense of hostility!
It was like the ink that was ground out of a top-grade ancient inkstone. It was unusually thick.
Hsu Fengnian was holding a sword that the sword boy had taken from him. It was modeled after the bronze sword of the Dongyue Sword Pool. It was thick, black, and simple. Hsu Fengnian let go of the reins. He held the sword with one hand and flicked his fingers with the other. The sound was crisp and melodious. He suddenly asked, "People like Fang Dayi have the habit of swinging their axes and killing people in the busy streets without asking about the right and wrong. Do they only feel satisfied and not have the slightest bit of mercy?"
Han Fang mocked herself and was about to speak. Zhang Xiucheng was the first to speak, "Fang Dayi and Hong Qian, these outlaws, were not soft-hearted people before they came to the mountain. They were all people who killed without blinking an eye. They acted on impulse and did not distinguish right from wrong. To their own brothers, they were naturally worthy of praise for their righteousness. This is just like the so-called killing their children and raising their mothers in the 24 Filial Piety of the Central Plains. They are all crazy. In the end, they go against common sense. In the end, the loyalty of the brothers depended on Fang Dayi and these boorish fellows. Those who were literate and quick-witted were rarely willing to hang themselves on a single tree. Later on, Zhongyi Village was pushed aside by the other villages of Mount Liuyi, and the birds and beasts scattered. Those who scattered were precisely these brothers who had knowledge and knowledge in their stomachs. After joining other families, they turned around and wreaked havoc on Zhongyi Village, sparing no effort. The Third Boss Song Kui was tricked by one of his former brothers into going to the city, which was why he ended up in prison. Of course, not everyone is so despicable. Many brothers who went up the mountain but did not form a gang or faction to establish a foothold were disheartened and after going down the mountain, they were still affectionate and loyal to the Zhong Yi Stronghold. It can be said that they parted on good terms. "
Hsu Fengnian nodded and said, "At the foot of the mountain, I asked Qing Zhuniang for advice on many methods of running a village. I more or less know that it is not easy for you."
Zhang Xiucheng couldn't help but curse in his heart. 'I beg you, this great devil, to stop asking for advice. You already have such fierce and unparalleled skills and supernatural powers, could it be that you want to learn from us and build a stronghold for fun?'
Zhang Xiucheng's heart was heated. Could it be that Mount Liuyi was going to change?
Han Fang also had a telepathic connection. The two of them knew each other. Their gazes met and then flashed away.
A sword boy who picked up the luxurious sword inlaid with cat's eye stone from the square came riding over. He anxiously reported, "Young master, someone is sneaking away!"
In fact, Hsu Fengnian had already known the truth from the sound of the horse's hooves. However, it was unnecessary for him to turn his head and look.
The ruthless sword boy, who had probably learned most of his skills from his master, used the sword as a dagger and took the opportunity to stab Hsu Fengnian's neck. Even Han Fang and Zhang Xiucheng did not expect this sword boy to be so daring. His unyielding character was even more obvious.
Hsu Fengnian gently threw the bronze sword in his hand. It stabbed into the back of the escaping Cottage servant and he fell off the horse.
Two fingers easily pinched the tip of the sword. The two horses were still riding side by side. Hsu Fengnian did not immediately kill the servant. He only pulled out the valuable sword and then smiled, "Go, go to the corpse and pull out the sword. As for whether you want to escape or not, it's up to you."
The sword boy was stunned on the spot. Then, he broke down and burst into tears.
Hsu Fengnian turned the sword around and kicked him. The sword boy, who had just come back to his senses and was about to pull out the sword, flew out like a kite and hit the mountain wall. He stopped breathing and died.
Zhang Xiucheng was as silent as a cicada in winter.
How could this devil's character be more unpredictable than his methods?
Hsu Fengnian, who was sitting steadily on the horse, threw the sword to Han Fang. He put his hands in his sleeves and squinted his phoenix eyes to look at the road in front of him.
He remembered the harsh days when he saw thieves armed with knives and sticks as his mortal enemy. Every time he crossed over a mountain, there was a young girl who was determined to be a heroine who would happily shout that the king asked her to patrol the mountain. She would patrol the south mountain and the north mountain. At the end of each sentence, she would not forget to make incessant moans.
Hsu Fengnian said calmly, "If you, a heroine, knew that you were going up the mountain just to kill people, would you still call me your good brother?"
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(There was another chapter at around two o 'clock in the morning. It was to thank the new top scorer on the 13th, Gray Shepherd, v Gale Altar. As for the new top scorer on the 14th, Young Master Fu Shu, his outburst came later.)
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