Chapter 277: The Righteousness of the Brave
"This young man's strength is even more powerful than the combination of the chief and Sanzan-sama!"
"Is there really such a big difference between a luthier and a sword master?"
"I can't imagine that Brother Ye's strength is so much higher than my Sangzan, and along the way, I still want to protect them, it's ridiculous!"
"There are people outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky, this little brother has such strength, and he is still so low-key, as a chieftain, but I always show my sword in front of the villagers, it is really shameless!"
"Why did Mr. Ye's strength suddenly increase so much?"
"Mr. Ye has gained something along the way after all, otherwise I, Ye Chen, will really feel guilty for life!"
A series of questions came from the minds of different people, and when everyone still hadn't recovered from the shock, Ye Xianglun resolutely landed in front of the beast heart qinist.
"You...... Are you really ...... Two-star violinist?" Under Ye Xianglun's angry gaze, the beast heart qinist who was wilted into a ball asked tremblingly.
Ye Xianglunmu nodded expressionlessly.
"I can't imagine that I boast of being a genius, but I have always been defeated by a young talent!" "The beast heart qin master coughed twice, looking very sorry.
"It is natural to be defeated under me, because since Ye Mou arrived at the Great Perfection of Half Notes, under the three stars, there is no opponent!" Ye Xianglun casually tidied up his scattered bun and slowly walked towards the beast heart qinist.
"Ye, Mr. Ye, for the sake of my same talent, can you help me return to the Chu State?"
"Hmph!~" After Ye Xianglun heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.
"You want to kill me?" Seeing Ye Xianglun slowly holding up the guqin, the beast heart qin master showed a look of horror.
Ye Xianglun did not answer.
"Mr. Ye, please, please let me go!"
"You killed dozens of people in the village, but you only died!" Ye Xianglun's expression was cold.
"I am the son of the city lord of Huainan in Dachu, and I have a thousand households of grain, you can't kill me, I still have to inherit the position of the city lord! As long as you don't kill me, I am willing to give a year's worth of the city! The lives of the foolish people of a few townships are worth a few dollars?" The beast heart qin master pointed to the body of the child by the pond with disdain, and stood up with a staggered and exaggerated laugh.
"Smack-"
Ye Xianglun slapped the beast heart qin master to the ground with a backhand.
"You, don't deserve to die under my qin!" Ye Xianglun bent down to pick up the guqin at his feet, turned around and walked towards Sangzan and the others not far away, "This murderer will be dealt with by you at will!"
Ye Xianglun waved his hand to the villagers who were gritting their teeth on the side, and then a series of beatings and insults were heard in the crowd.
"Can't let him die so happily!"
"I'm going to cut off his flesh piece by piece and feed it to the fish in the pool!"
"Wait, let him kowtow a few times in front ......of my son!
"And me, I'm just such a son, without him, how will I live in the future, wow, wow......"
Behind Ye Xianglun, the angry scolding and the crying were connected.
"Brother Sangzan, are you okay?" Walking in front of Sangzan, Ye Xianglun leaned over and held Sangzan's hand and asked.
"I've suffered a little internal injury, and I'm recuperating for a few months, maybe I'll get better slowly!" Sanzan gasped.
"Miss Mu, can you help Brother Sangzan recuperate?" Ye Xianglun walked up to Miss Mu and held her hands tightly.
"Brother Sangzan's injury is serious, and Qing'er can't guarantee that it will help Brother Sangzan's injury!" Miss Mu looked at Sangzan and frowned slightly.
"You can give it a try, and leave the rest of the things to Ye Mou!" Ye Xianglun stared at Miss Mu's eyes, revealing a determined look.
"Okay, then Qing'er will try it!" After speaking, Miss Mu took the guqin in Ye Xianglun's hand.
As the strings played, a soft melody lingered in everyone's ears with the onion fingers, and then, a touch of silver-white note energy slowly flowed from the place where the strings sounded.
"Miss Mu is the Twilight Piano Master?" Seeing the situation in front of him, Sanzan played excitedly and sat down in his wife's arms.
"Brother Sangzan, please don't speak!" Miss Mu saw that Sangzan was emotional, and hurriedly reassured.
"Good!" Sanzan simply closed his eyes, enjoying the baptism of the twilight notes peacefully.
After the soft tune continued to be played for a while, the corners of Miss Mu's forehead were already covered with beads of sweat, and after the aftermath of the last string slowly trembled, Miss Mu suddenly stopped playing, wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead, and said with a long sigh of relief:
"This is the end of today's treatment, Brother Sanzan's injury is not urgent, and he needs continuous treatment for a period of time before he can be healthy!"
"Husband, are you feeling better?" After the strings stopped, Sanzan's wife looked at her husband in her arms with concern and asked gently.
"The Twilight pianist is really amazing, and Sanzan thinks it's okay!" Sanzan said with a shocked look when he suddenly opened his clear eyes.
"Brother Sangzan's injury is an internal injury, and it needs to be treated continuously for a period of time to be harmed, Brother Sangzan must not take the injury lightly!"
"Sangzan's injury is really a trivial matter, can Miss Mu help the chief's eldest brother heal these suffering villagers?" Sangzan raised his eyes to look at the suffering place of the villagers, and saw that the family members of the villagers had tied the beast-heart violinist to a cross made of black wood, and under the siege of the villagers, the beast-hearted lymlin was already dying.
"Brother Sanzan, fortunately you are fine, otherwise you will be guilty for the rest of your life!" the chief of the village state walked towards Sanzan from a neighboring place.
"The eldest brother blames the younger brother for being incompetent and failing to help the eldest brother maintain the safety of the village, but fortunately, the Ye brothers, who are with him, have miraculous skills and help the village to slash prisoners, these children are the future of the village, but I don't know ...... Miss Mu" said, Sangzan looked at Miss Mu with pleading.
"Brother Sangzan is too elevated to Qing'er, if Qing'er has this magical power, we don't have to travel thousands of miles to find the Nanjiang Medical Immortal!" Ye Xianglun habitually glanced at Ye Xianglun, and then said softly, "The blood is exhausted, I'm afraid even if Hua Tuo (the only five-star twilight pianist in Dongmaru) is alive, it will be difficult to have the ability to bring the dead back to life!"
"This ......"
Sanzan glanced at the village chief, and when he saw that the village chief's eyes were lonely, he stopped talking.
I think that my Zhai is like a frog at the bottom of a well in my life, and I think that I can protect the safety of the village for a hundred years with the flying sword in my hand, but I didn't expect that just a swinger of the Chu State can easily destroy the future of my village, without this group of future swordsmen of the village and state, what is the point of Zhai staying in the village!"
"Big brother!"
"Mr. Chief!"
Before Ye Xianglun and the others could react, the village chief was already lying on his back in the pool, the flying sword disappeared, and the body of the village chief was instantly red, and all the villagers immediately surrounded him after seeing this change.
"Chief, why are you so troubled!" a group of villagers instantly fell to the ground and wailed.
However, with the disappearance of the energy flying sword, the body of the village chieftain gradually sank under the deep pool, witnessing the behavior of the village chief, Ye Xianglun was remorseful.
"Why do I covet this note element, if not, maybe I can still help the chief to stop the beastly behavior of this beast heart qinist!" Ye Xianglun felt guilty in his heart, but these self-blames were all in vain, maybe he didn't covet this note element, and he couldn't help the village to avenge this great revenge.
When the villagers had finished weeping, a young officer suddenly stood in front of the villagers and vowed to build a service hall for the chief, which was set up in front of the ancient tree in the heart of the pond, and the beast-hearted qin master had to guard the chief for seven days and seven nights.
This suggestion was instantly responded to by the villagers, who were in high spirits and immediately took a bamboo raft to transport the beast heart qin master to the ancient tree.
"It's okay to pay tribute to the chieftain of the village, but you need to take off the head of this beast!" Ye Xianglun knew that the violinist had a note energy protector and his recovery ability was stronger than that of ordinary people, and he was afraid that these blind villagers would suffer again, the strings were plucked, but he heard the sound of a wisp of strings, and the head of the beast heart violinist was like a target shot down, and it instantly sank into the pool water, and there were ripples in the pool, and the color of the crimson color was buried in the undercurrent of the pool water in an instant.
"We waited for this place, but unfortunately witnessed the disaster of the village, it is really guilty, today we are going to the south, we have to say goodbye to the villagers, thank you for your hospitality for several days, I hope he can see you again one day!" After relieving the hidden dangers for the villagers, Ye Xianglun suddenly stepped forward to say goodbye to the villagers one by one.
“......”
After a period of silence, the villagers were a little overwhelmed for a moment, they did not know whether the arrival of these people was indirectly related to the disaster, so everyone had mixed emotions in their eyes.
"Mr. Ye, they are the benefactors of the village, we must always be grateful to Mr. Ye, since Mr. Ye is leaving, we need to send the village farewell!" Seeing that the villagers were silent, the young officer raised his arms and shouted.
Ye Xianglun knew that this wise young officer might take over the position of wanting to help the chief in the near future, and there was still some comfort in his heart.
Under the farewell of all the villagers, Ye Xianglun and others left this simple-hearted township with mixed emotions.