At the west gate of Xiangyang City, few people walk. On the west mountain, it was originally a burial ground, and in response to the saying that the west went west, there were fewer people going to and from the west gate.

It doesn't take too long for Xiangyang City to reach Xishan, and it only takes half a pillar of incense to come out of the West Gate and pass through that long and flat land. If there was a carriage, the time would be shortened.

As the sun was about to set, the sound of horses' hooves broke the silence of Simon.

The earth is vast, and a team of dozens of horses, like a black arrow, pierces the tranquility of dusk and points straight to the western mountain.

Dozens of black horses opened the way in front of them, and immediately the Iron Sword Gate Gang was dressed in black power, sometimes carefully looking at both sides of the road, sometimes taking care of a few carriages behind them. The carriages were drawn by maroon horses, and they ran fast under the long whip of the Emperor, and the entire carriage was covered under a black cloth, which concealed the situation inside the carriage tightly.

After the tea effort, the convoy has galloped to the foot of the West Mountain.

The horse team was led by a middle-aged man with a cold face, and his left hand, which had been holding the long knife at his waist, was gently raised into the air, and his right hand lightly lifted the reins in his hand, suppressing the speed of the whole team. The middle-aged man lightly took the reins and gave way to the main road, allowing the rider behind him to lead the team forward slowly.

A young rider in the middle and rear of the team, who was still clumsy, looked back at the carriages behind him, and his face was unbearable. After hesitating for a moment, he clamped his legs, controlled the horse under his crotch and walked a few steps quickly, and when he arrived in front of the middle-aged man, he whispered, "Captain, do these people really have to ......?" ”

"Lin Dazhu, you have to know what you should ask and what you shouldn't ask." The middle-aged man suddenly turned his head, his eyes narrowed, his face was calm, he looked at the young man beside him and asked, "In the small town of Lujin, hundreds of people died. In the territory of my Iron Sword Gate, Zhiyue Gate has done such an act of anger among people and gods, these are the retribution they deserve. I remember, you seem to be Ritsu's people, how can you still have pity for them. After a while, when you get to the mountain, the first one, it's up to you to do it. ”

Hearing the middle-aged man say this, Lin Dazhu's heart was booming, as if the long team of carriages and horses in front of him had stepped on his heart.

Lin Da's bloodshot eyes swept over the dusty and slowed down convoy behind him, and then turned his head to look in the direction of Lu Jin, and his haggard face showed a trace of struggle.

Of course, Lin Dazhu knew what the family members of Zhiyuemen were in the convoy waiting behind at this time, and this was a revenge action against Zhiyuemen. Lin Dazhu had been in the Iron Sword Gate, and after learning the news of the slaughter of Lu Jin, it was already a few days after the incident. Before he could recover from the shock and pain, the people who were friends with him in the Iron Sword Gate secretly told him that it was the Moon Gate who slaughtered Ritsu, and it was said that it was the Moon Gate Master Sikong Xuan who personally ordered it. Then, under the personal command of Zheng Qin, the owner of the Iron Sword Gate, launched an attack on the Finger Moon Gate, but he never thought that it was empty, and most of the people of the Finger Moon Gate had fled. The huge Finger Moon Gate, only some women and children remained, and they were taken to the West Mountain by the Iron Sword Gate for execution.

Blood debt and blood repayment, referring to the moon gate must pay the price...... This is the rule that Zheng Qin set for the Lujin blood case.

For Baiyunlou, for Lujin, for revenge.....

But is the so-called revenge the killing of these women and children with a knife? Isn't revenge about killing those gangsters who went to slaughter Ritsu in the Moon Gate? Lin Dazhu, who had never killed anyone, forcibly let himself not think about these things. As if to cheer himself up, he clutched the reins tightly in his hand to make himself appear more resolute.

"Subordinate, obey." Lin Dazhu sat on the horse, still immersed in the sudden order, clasped his hands into fists, and shouted vigorously, he was worried that if he didn't use force, no sound would come out of his mouth.

The middle-aged man looked at the change in Lin Dazhu's expression with satisfaction, sighed and said, "I still asked you that day, think about it again, what are the abnormalities of Master Ding?" Why did the Finger Moon Gate rush to Master Ding? If we don't figure out the intention of the Finger Moon Gate against Ritsu, we won't be able to sleep well. ”

The dust raised by the horse team fell between the two people, and the sound of the carriage and horses ringing in his ears sounded in his ears, and Lin Dazhu fell into deep contemplation.

These questions, after informing Li Dazhu of the massacre of Lu Jin by Zhiyuemen, countless people have already asked them countless times, and at this moment, the middle-aged man threw this question out again.

For middle-aged people, the answer to this question was originally one of the important purposes of this trip to Xishan. However, the answer to him was still Lin Dazhu's confused face.

Lin Dazhu shook his head and replied in a blank tone, "I don't know why the Zhiyue Gate is rushing towards Master Ding. Although Master Ding is usually a little withdrawn, he doesn't look like a martial artist at all. As for the other guys who are not in Lujin, the most likely place in the entire neighborhood is only the uncle's house of the shopkeeper Yuan. ”

"That uncle's house is empty." The middle-aged man scolded in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he stretched out his hand and patted Lin Dazhu's shoulder, "Don't think about it, adjust your mood, wait a minute, you have to do it, move neatly." ”

Looking at Lin Dazhu's back chasing forward, the middle-aged man's smiling face sank. A thin rider who watched from a distance rushed over and asked in a low voice, "Captain, this Lin Dazhu, has you said anything?" ”

"No matter, follow him, don't have an accident." The middle-aged man didn't look back, his eyes flashed a trace of cruelty, and he commanded himself in a low voice, "After a while, the last one is hard, if you haven't asked anything yet, you can understand him directly." ”

"Got him?" The emaciated rider was stunned for a moment, "The doorman's side—"

"That's not what you're supposed to ask." The middle-aged man stopped the rider's questioning fiercely, looked around for a moment, and said in a low voice, "When interrogating Lin Dazhu, stay away from us and the carriage, don't let us see it." The fewer people who know about this matter, the better, not too many people, bring three or four trustworthy ones. ”

"Yes." The emaciated rider hugged his fist at the middle-aged man, galloped forward, controlled the hip of the horse, and squeezed closely behind Lin Dazhu.

On the mountain road, the middle-aged captain of the horse team looked back at the convoy behind. Ordered to kill the family members of the middle finger of the moon gate in the carriage, it was just a disguise, and the real killing move was a few people hidden in the third carriage, which were a few people he had never seen, thinking that Zhao Tianyan and Zhao Ye were polite when facing them, and the arrogant eyes when they looked at themselves were able to tolerate it.

At this time, the middle-aged captain hoped that the people from the Moon Gate would come out and let him see the quality of these people.

Of course, he also knew that if the people who pointed to the Moon Gate really came out, the people who killed the first wave would still be his own people. With a conflicted feeling, after watching the distance between the carriage and the riders adjusted, the middle-aged captain waved his horsewhip, pointed to a winding mountain road and said, "Go up the mountain." ”

The horses rumbled, the scouts dispersed, and the riders took the lead and galloped up the hill.

......

In the west mountain, the south eight belt Li is hiding on the side of the cliff, a larger cliff.

The brown rock wall stands on the hollow valley, and in the dry season of autumn, a little moss on the rock has already withered, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the lower mountain on the opposite side, and from a distance, the whole cliff is blue-gray, and it is solemn.

On the backlit cliff wall, there is a small dot that is difficult to notice that is also bright gray, slowly moving.

Li Ping leaned his body tightly against this stone cliff, stretched out his arm, buckled the protruding stone with his left hand, and after confirming that it was stable, his three fingers used force to move his center of gravity to the left little by little. Lift your legs and climb higher up the craggy cliffs. On the steep cliff, feeling the internal breath of the body running as desired, Li Ping admired in his heart that the once difficult rock climbing action was easily realized under the drive of internal strength.

Two zhang to the top of the cliff, Li Ping adjusted his breathing, accumulated the strength in his body, his face was tightly pressed against the stone wall, feeling the residual heat from the stone cliff, looking down obliquely, the valley in the dusk, he could no longer see the small stone cliff that he and Li Bai were hiding from.

As a former senior outdoor enthusiast, I saw this cliff from afar, and my hands itched, so I came to climb.

It was almost dark, and Li Bai was still waiting at the small stone cliff.

Although he has the blessing of the breath in his body, the good climbing psychology he developed in his previous life still makes him dare not take it lightly. Li Ping adjusted his mood and climbed up cautiously.

After a cup of tea, the top of the cliff.

"Ha-" Li Ping grabbed the stone that was raised outward from the edge of the cliff, and with all his strength, he poked his head out at the top of the cliff. Then, Li Ping saw a fuchsia robe hanging from the brand-new cyan leather boots.

The owner of the leather boots was squatting on the edge of the cliff as a young man with a dog's tail in his mouth. With an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked like a gentleman, looking at himself condescendingly, his face was full of curiosity, and he muttered inexplicably, "I actually climbed up, what a man." ”

The breeze was blowing, and in this September dusk, on the west mountain, Li Ping clasped the mountain rock tightly, and the two looked at each other.

"You, is that Li Ping?" The gentleman spit out the dog's tail grass, and the moment he spoke, the evil smile instantly transformed into a kind of sincerity, "It's a pleasure to see you." ”