It wasn't until Shen Shi, when the sun was setting, that we arrived at Huqiu Mountain. Tiger Hill Mountain is a famous Buddhist mountain, since the Six Dynasties, and because of its beautiful scenery, it has become a tourist attraction for nobles and wealthy families. At the foot of the mountain, there is a small village, under the sunset, the smoke rises, it is actually the first simple and peaceful place I have found in the past few days under the glitzy brocade curtain of Gusu.

The old man leaned out: "Two sons, the old man's house is here, if the son doesn't dislike it......" was stunned because we were too strict with our expressions and swallowed the second half of the sentence back.

Why, there is a sound of swords?

We took refuge in the shadows, and before long, a group of hundreds of people came to the front of the village.

"The leader of the Taihu Lake Water Gang, the head of the Kongtong faction is here, and the little Qingming Sect only sent these villagers here, do you still know the etiquette?" One shouted sharply.

Yuan Ji and I turned around at the same time and looked at the old man, he immediately blushed and said: "The village where the old man's family lives is specially procured for the Qingming Sect in the mountains, and every household is like this, not that the old man deliberately concealed it, just because twenty years ago, everyone regarded the Qingming Sect as a flood beast, and now it is in decline and everyone shouts and beats, so the old man does not dare to say it." ”

I sighed, and said that although this Qingying Sect is listed as **, it is not a completely obscene path, and it seems that this village has not been harassed once or twice, and there are still so many people who are willing to stay and work for it.

Just as I was thinking about it, the situation changed again, and those gang warriors actually rushed into the houses and dragged all the villagers out, and before long, the open space of the village was full of people. The farmer who was still in the field with mud, the village woman who was cooking in an apron, the yellow-haired elderly, and the drooping children, all of them were honest and responsible croppers, and they didn't look like they knew martial arts.

Doesn't it mean that the Qingming Sect, which is ranked first, abides by the rules of martial arts, and the grievances of the rivers and lakes will never hurt the civilians?

Why did these dignified martial arts righteous paths attack the villagers as soon as they came up?

In this world, black and white are really reversed.

The one who screamed just now said: "The Qingming Sect is the head of the martial arts cult, and the sins are deep and unforgivable. It is also a great sin for you to serve the wicked. But the two adults are benevolent and benevolent, and if you think that you are being bewitched, as long as you name the entrance to the cult or the person who handed over the joint, you will not be blamed for the past. ”

It's disgusting and stupid. Entrance? Hmph, if these villagers knew, wouldn't you know?

Sure enough, those villagers looked left and right, but they didn't say anything, and those strong warriors laughed proudly when they saw this, and they were discussing the girls of a certain family in groups of three or two.

Yun Ying's unmarried girls would never have seen this battle, one by one, they blushed and drilled behind their father and brother, and the less timid ones all cried.

"You are not allowed to point fingers at my sister." A childish voice rang out in the crowd. A teenage boy broke free from his mother's embrace and rushed to the speaker standing at the front.

"Stinky boy." The man threw out a few whip flowers, and with a snap they greeted the child's face, and suddenly a hideous blood mark appeared on the pink face.

A big man actually hit a small child. I couldn't stand it, so I snorted and wanted to get up. Yuan Ji stretched out his hand and grabbed me: "Don't worry, acquaintances are here, take a look." ”

Looking in the direction he pointed, sure enough, there was a group of more than a dozen people walking from the shadows of the trees. The leader is a young man dressed in a plain cloth shirt, but his long hair is meticulously combed. He slowly walked to the front of the villagers, bowed politely to the place where those martial artists were crowded, and said loudly: "Hou Junji of the Qiyu Department of the Qingying Sect, ask the head of Yue, Xue Gang Leader is good." ”

The man who beat the child in a weird way jumped up again: "Your little cult nobody is also worthy of saying hello to the two adults?" ”

Hou Junji said with a smile: "Lord Dharma Protector often disciplines everyone, don't pay attention to the wild dogs barking outside the door, that will only lower our stature, and the leaders and banner masters dare not disobey." But Xia Su knew that the Dharma Protector liked to be quiet, so he came to see if there was anything to disturb his old man. Besides, although our Qingming Sect has been called a cult by some people, we also know a little about the way of being a person, and we can't do things that bully the small. ”

The man's face turned green when he said it, but he smiled suspiciously, and then refuted it. Hou Junji still smiled lightly, and the two fought for three hundred rounds, but he still had the upper hand.

"Shut up, don't play tricks on Lao Tzu again." Suddenly, a loud shout interrupted the fight between the two, "Xiao Yue, what are you calling to a little cult, brothers, cut them down for me." The crowd rushed up halfway, Hou Junji waved his hand, and more than a dozen people behind him quickly formed a formation, methodically resisting the attack. Although there are a large number of warriors in those gangs, they can't advance for a while.

At this time, there were several small groups of people and horses around the battle formation and rushed towards the villagers, in the panic of the villagers calling for heaven and grabbing the ground, the Qingming Sect members had scruples, and the formation was immediately chaotic, and the shape began to fall one-sided.

"Childe, childe, is there a fight?" The old man had already been locked in the car, and although he couldn't see the situation in the village at this time, Bing Ge's cries for help were enough for him to know what was happening, "Two sons, please save my family, ouch, they are all good people, they are all innocent." Childe, I beg you. ”

Listening to the sound of banging kowtow in the carriage, I couldn't sit still. "Uncle, don't worry." So saying, I stood up.

"Sit down." Yuan Ji pulled me back, "Jin Scale, don't go this trip to the troubled water." ”

I was not convinced, and scolded him fiercely: "What are you afraid of, the Water Gang Kongtong is just a second-rate gang, and it can still help you establish your authority if it is all destroyed." Besides, such a shameless method, hum, Yuwen valve should be rectified, this bastard should not be rectified? ”

"Jin Scale, you don't understand, this matter involves **, **, I can't interfere to help you."

I turned my head to look at Li Yuanji, since we met, he has always been playful and improper, but at this time, he is rare and strict, with a dark brilliance and clear facial features. I smiled faintly and took out the kettle and poured it on my face.

The original face behind the disguise was exposed to the sun, and I smiled: "Yuanji, you won't be pulled in." "Then,

Rise up.