At this moment, Zhu Dalong came to the spiritual shed with the bed board on his back, leaned on the pillar, and pointed the five big characters written by the lord of Hongzhai in blood to Song Guangcai, and asked, "Song dog thief!" What else do you have to say in the face of hard facts? ”

At this point, he has great ability to quibble, and who believes it? I had to sigh: "As the old saying goes, it is up to people to make things happen, and it's up to heaven to make things happen!" ”

"This bloody lesson makes the concubine regret it for the rest of her life and will never forget it for the rest of her life!"

Hong Xi'er said, as soon as he turned around and took out his double swords, he was about to kill Song Guangcai and avenge his father, Fang Lei immediately stopped: "Xi'er, don't be anxious, leave Song Guangcai's dog life, first torture him to the point of physical and mental exhaustion, and then put him upright next to the grave of Hong's predecessor, and always be a filial dog."

Fang Lei's words frightened Song Guangcai, he had to accompany the owner of the village when he died, wouldn't he become a slave? Cheap bones! So he still wanted to make a final struggle, and shouted loudly to the men he brought: "Brothers, the eldest brother suffers, can you stand by and watch? Come and save me! ”

At this time, there were more than a dozen cronies who followed him desperately, holding a big knife and pounced on it, Hong Xi'er hated this group of dog thieves, and was about to kill a few to make sacrifices to his father, and stepped on the "lightning eight steps" to meet it, and the two swords came out together, and the throats of five or six thieves were cut, Fang Lei was like the wind, and he also killed five or six, and the rest were crushed by Xia He and Xiaoxi one by one, and they also returned to the west, and dozens of other subordinates who followed Song Guangcai over, seeing this formation, were already frightened, kneeling on the ground and knocking: "Miss Hong!" These things that kill the master's position are all done by Song Guangcai alone, and they have nothing to do with us, I hope Miss will spare her life, in the future, we will definitely take Miss as the head of the horse, be loyal to protect the Lord, never half-heartedly, go up the knife mountain, go down to the sea of fire, and never give up! ”

Fang Lei said: "Xi'er! We who do great things must be open-minded and good at treating others, since they are sincere and obedient, and there is Song Guangcai's negative teaching material to learn from, let them go? ”

"You can spare you, but when the sacrifice begins, you must make an oath in front of the spiritual seat of the old village owner, never betray the master, consciously abide by the mountain rules and precepts, if there is betrayal, you will not die well!" Hong Xi'er said.

Everyone agreed one by one, and then they stood up and gathered around the spirit shed, not even daring to come out.

Song Guangcai saw that they all submitted to Hong Xi'er, and said sarcastically: "You soft bones, just like those wall grass, the wind is strong over there, so you fall to that side!" ”

One of them said: "We have been in Qinglong Village for a few years, and we have seen that the old village owner treats us well, so like you, you will reprimand people at every turn, and you are ambitious, fighting for power and profit, you want to occupy the magpie's nest, and unscrupulous means, poison the wine, and compete for the position of the owner of the village. At least he won't lose his life because of this, and after his death, he will be infamous for killing the lord and seizing the throne! ”

When Song Guangcai heard this, he was so angry that he smoked in his seven orifices, and he had already lost his mind, and sneered: "Hmph! Don't think that if you take refuge in the new village owner, you will have a good life, I have sent someone to inform Ma Zhifei's secret organization, tomorrow Cheng Dejie will lead five hundred people to attack Qinglong Village, kill you personally on your back, and the blood will flow like a river! ”

Only then did Hong Xi'er know: Why did Song Guangcai dare to risk the world's disapproval, poison the wine, and try to usurp the position of the owner of the village, it was he who found a new backer, so he said: "Oh! I'm wondering why you dare to be so bold and kill the lord to seize the throne, it turns out that you have taken refuge in the secret organization of the King of Lingnan, that is, you have no fear, and openly fight against the martial arts righteous path of Qingfeng Village, you are putting the brothers of Qinglong Village into a situation from which they will never recover! ”

"So what? Tomorrow there will be 500 people attacking the mountain, acquaintances, then let me go first, as the owner of the village, and when they attack the cottage, all announced that they have joined their secret organization, I will help you say a few good words in front of Lord Cheng Dejie, maybe he will ignore the past suspicions, let you live, it is inevitable, otherwise, all killed! ”

Song Guangcai also wants to rely on his three-inch incorruptible tongue to win back the defeat and dream of being the owner of the village.

"With my intuition, I already knew about your conspiracy, so I asked Deputy Zhai Master Yi to come over with more than two hundred special combat troops, just in case, haven't you heard that Qingfeng Village once eliminated a thousand mercenaries sent by the King of Lingnan to suppress it? What are these 500 crooked characters? Fang Lei said.

Song Guangcai sneered: "Hmph! That's because you relied on the dangerous terrain of the mountain and the secret path of the mechanism to win by luck, but Qinglong Mountain has no advantage to rely on! ”

"I have already inspected it when I went up the mountain, and tomorrow we will take you to the mountain, and see clearly how they have been destroyed.

When Fang Lei said this, he seemed confident, and everyone was relieved.

At this time, the hour has come, after three rings, the memorial begins, the body of the lord of Hongzhai has been put into the coffin, but the coffin has not yet been covered, parked behind the spirit shed, there are more than ten disciples waiting.

There is a mourning curtain hanging on the mourning hall, the spiritual seat of the lord of Hongzhai is placed on the incense table, his name is written on the spirit tablet, and the white cloth strips are hung on all sides of the spiritual shed, which makes people feel chilled.

Hong Xi'er wore linen and filial piety, knelt in front of the spiritual seat, the first to cry, and everyone also cried loudly, Song Guang knew that he was already a dying person, there was no need to be filial, and he was about to stand up, but he was pointed out by Fang Lei in a few big points, his limbs were sore, and there was still strength there?

At this time, Hong Xi'er was already crying to death, what else could she say there? Xia He and Xiaoxi supported one by one, and they were also sobbing and sobbing, for fear that she would be too sad and faint for a while and fall to the ground.

Fang Lei also knelt on the ground and said with a crying voice: "Senior Hong! Your murderer has been found, and kneeling in front of your spirit, as the saying goes, the debtor pays the money, the murderer pays for his life, this son wants him to be by your side after death, be your slave, and never turn over, this is the best punishment for him, you know it, you can also look at it. Think about that day, the junior and your old man will drink and talk, nothing to say, nothing to talk about, all laughing and talking about the alliance, all the joy of killing the enemy, I don't want to be separated by yin and yang today, see each other and can't say everything, all thanks to Song Guangcai, the traitor, with three indiscriminate means, killed your old man, but please rest assured, this dog thief can no longer harm people, was found out, and when this matter passes, your daughter will inherit your will, take the position of the master of the village, lead the disciples to hoe and eliminate evil, and support justice, Carry forward the spirit of daring to fight against the evil forces! ”

At this time, the disciples in the village knelt down on a large piece of black pressure, lowered their heads, and mourned in silence for the old village owner.