Han Shantong's methods of inciting people's hearts have long been perfected, the sect has been oppressed for a long time, and the hatred in his heart has been instantly stimulated.

In the crowd below, there was a man and a woman standing side by side, it was Wen Xuan and Han Lingyue.

"Brother Ling's inspiring method is really a must!" Wen Xuan, who was in the audience, said with emotion after seeing the scene of Han Shantong gathering the congregation.

Han Lingyue's face was not happy at all, but he didn't expect to be really said by Wen Xuan again, and the two found their brother in the territory of Yingzhou.

Wen Xuan seemed to see through Han Lingyue's worries, and said softly: "Don't worry, if I can, I will never have a conflict with your brother." ”

Han Lingyue sighed, her beautiful eyes were still full of worry, "I hope so." ”

"Let's go, you and I will stay in Yingshang County, and we have to do it step by step to save my father." Wen Xuan took Han Lingyue and left to live in Yingshang County near Bailuzhuang.

Wen Xuan knew in his heart that Han Shantong should have known the news that he and Han Lingyue had gone down the mountain, he would never let himself rescue people so easily, if he also fell into his path and was imprisoned with his father, then there would really be no chance to talk to him about conditions.

Before Wen Xuan came, he had already thought that as long as Han Shantong was willing to release people, he was willing to exchange the large amount of wealth accumulated on Sanssouci Island.

Han Shantong was in a hurry to get into trouble, and all the weapons and food were scarce, so he must have offered a price that was attractive enough.

Although Wen Xuan believed that Han Lingyue was willing to cooperate with him to rescue his father, for the sake of safety, he still didn't dare to act alone, and after living in Yingshang County, he only cautiously inquired about the news.

Two months have passed in a blink of an eye, and it has reached the spring of the eleventh year of Zhizheng, the Yuan court has begun to change money, and Han Shantong has gathered a lot of rebels who are willing to follow him.

Seeing that time was passing little by little, Wen Xuan became more and more anxious, although he found Du Zundao's whereabouts during the days of investigation, but he did not have a clue about his father's whereabouts, so Wen Xuan finally made up his mind to take the risk of taking Han Lingyue to meet Han Shantong.

Different from the lively and peaceful atmosphere in the past, Bailuzhuang on this day was empty, quiet and terrible, a dead silence, which made people feel awe and dare not disturb.

The more this happened, the more nervous Wen Xuan and Han Lingyue became.

Could it be that something big is happening?

Wen Xuan observed the surrounding situation at all times, and subconsciously dragged Han Lingyue's soft sword and protected it behind him.

Han Lingyue's face turned red and quietly followed behind him.

"Wait a minute." After the two entered the village, they walked a hundred steps, and Han Lingyue suddenly grabbed Wen Xuan.

"What's wrong?" Wen Xuan immediately stopped.

Han Lingyue stretched out her tender fingers, "Look over there." ”

Wen Xuan looked in the direction of her finger, only to see that the prayer flags and table cases on the gossip platform had all been knocked over, and they looked like they had been smashed.

"Oh no, something happened!" Wen Xuan immediately realized that the situation was wrong, and just as he wanted to take Han Lingyue to withdraw from Bailu Village, he heard another shout of killing nearby.

Hearing the Mongolian language mixed in the human voice, Wen Xuan's face was even more gloomy, "There are Yuan soldiers!" ”

"Follow me!" Han Lingyue grabbed Wen Xuan's arm and ran to the gossip platform with him.

Although Wen Xuan didn't know what her intentions were, she still chose to believe her and ran briskly with her.

"Throw all this clutter down!" After standing on the stage, Han Lingyue took the lead in lifting a smaller table and throwing it off the stage.

Wen Xuan, who was confused, could only do so, and threw everything on the stage down in a blink of an eye.

After doing these things, Han Lingyue motioned for Wen Xuan to retreat, stand behind him and not move, and then quickly ran on the gossip platform, running to all corners of the Bagua stone platform one after another.

Wen Xuan noticed that every time Han Lingyue came to the corner of the stage, he had to raise his foot and stomp it heavily.

This is...... Organ?

As soon as Wen Xuan understood Han Lingyue's intentions, there was a rumbling sound in the center of the gossip platform, revealing a black hole.

"You go down first! I managed to erase the traces of our visit. Han Lingyue quickly glanced around, and said hurriedly after confirming that there were no Yuan soldiers.

Wen Xuan didn't hesitate, grabbed the edge of the cave and jumped down.

The entrance of the cave is not high from the foothold, Wen Xuan took out the fire fold from his arms after landing on the ground, blew it on fire, and found that although this secret passage is not deep, the road ahead is extremely narrow, and normal people need to bend down to barely move forward.

After a while, Han Lingyue also jumped down, and after standing firm, the entrance of the gossip platform on his head was closed.

"How do you know there's a secret passage?" Wen Xuan asked suspiciously, Han Lingyue shouldn't know where Bailuzhuang is.

Han Lingyue explained: "This is a unique habit of the masters of the Ming Sect, they will set up a secret passage on the gossip platform where they preach, and they have fled to their own residence to escape in times of crisis. Although my brother has not yet inherited the position of sect leader, I know that he also has such a habit. ”

Wen Xuan suddenly thought that he had seen similar gossip platforms in Xiaofushe Village and Guangming Ding, and suddenly said, "I see." ”

Han Lingyue didn't say much, and took the lead in the front.

The two of them walked for a stick of incense before they reached the end of the secret passage, and Han Lingyue groped for a while by the firelight before he heard a "click" and successfully opened the mechanism.

After waiting for a while, seeing that there was no movement above, Han Lingyue straightened up and lifted the iron plate vigorously.

The iron plate creaked, it was the position in front of a bed, Han Lingyue slowly leaned out and saw that there was no one in the room, so he climbed out, and Wen Xuan also followed.

There was no one in the house, the two looked at each other, but they didn't make a sound, Han Lingyue cautiously poked her head out of the bedroom door.

As soon as she poked her head out and took a look, Han Lingyue's face was pale, as if she had seen a ghost, her mouth opened wide, and she was about to shout out, Wen Xuan saw this and stepped forward quickly and covered her mouth hard to prevent being discovered.

Han Lingyue bit her lip and didn't make a sound, but tears burst out of her eyes instantly, and Wen Xuan frowned and poked her head out to take a look after she withdrew her hand.

The hellish sight in front of him made the skin on his cheeks tingle in vain, and goosebumps rose all over his body as he buzzed in his mind.

I saw that the hall used to meet the guests was densely packed with corpses at this time, and the blood seeped into the cracks in the ground like a low tide, staining the white clothes of each corpse red.

The corpse had not yet stenched, and the red blood was still flowing, all signs that this tragic situation had not been brewed for long.

Han Lingyue squatted on the ground with her head in her hands, her eyes closed tightly, and tears filled her cheeks while trembling.

Wen Xuan said in a deep voice: "These people ...... They are all members of the Ming Sect, right? ”