On the shore of Weishan Lake, at midnight.

At the foot of a hill, there are several large mansions, which are quite exquisitely repaired, and the current situation of the land of Qilu is in strong contrast.

Over there is the Tibetan Knife Gate.

Ai Dacha is right, the name of this Tibetan Dao Sect sounds powerful, but in fact, it is just a third-rate sect of the Weishan Lake generation.

The influence can't even go out of this region, let alone compete with the big factions in the rivers and lakes.

There are many such small sects in various parts of the Central Plains, and there are also some in the south of the Yangtze River.

Their suzerain, often inherited from the great sect, learned a lot of kung fu, and then left the mountain gate and started a foundation somewhere.

It's like a big family branching out.

Such small sects are often related to some major sects, and they can be regarded as independent individuals, but there is nothing wrong with saying that they are the rudders of the major sects.

Just like the Xiaoxiang Sword Gate, there are more than a dozen small sects attached to the land of Xiaoxiang, all of which were established by the inner disciples of the Sword Gate when they traveled down the mountain when the bottleneck of martial arts was unable to break through.

For the Great Gate Sect, the existence of such a small sect is not harmful to them.

On the one hand, it has strengthened its momentum and made a name for itself.

On the other hand, it can also be used as a "subordinate institution" to arrange a way for some elderly disciples in the sect to make a living.

Of course, this top-down system will inevitably give rise to things like the Suzhou rudder of the Five Elements Gate, preparing "filial piety" for the Red Lian Demon Lord.

Small sects are happy to use this way to strengthen their ties with larger sects.

If the big sect gets benefits, it will naturally not take the initiative to break this kind of filial piety.

It's just that the common people who are attached to the small sects are suffering, just like paying taxes to the government, and they have to find and offer gifts to these small sects.

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Especially in this chaotic situation, the need for security is particularly important.

The more Shen Qiu learned about these rivers and lakes, the more he felt that these rivers and lakes were like miniature kingdoms, to put it bluntly.

The heroes are divided and fighting each other, and there is no rule and order, and it is completely chaotic development.

The weak eat the strong, the weak depend on the strong, no matter the decent demon sect, it is all in this form.

Those sects in the local area, to a certain extent, replaced the role of the government, and the people trusted the sect more than the government.

However, Jianghu guests have no experience in governing local areas, so they can only act according to the rules of Jianghu.

This is probably also an important reason why the Southern Dynasty is so chaotic.

"Bang"

Five miles away from the Tibetan Sword Gate, in the village, in the largest mansion in the village, someone fell into the courtyard, and immediately alarmed several servants.

With sticks in hand, they will cry out for help.

The man dressed in black, with a hat, and carrying a knife box on his back, flew forward, and his body suddenly hit the acupuncture points of everyone, causing them to fall to the ground weakly, unable to fight again.

"I ask, you answer!"

Shen Qiu looked at the three frightened servants in front of him, and he said in a cold voice:

"The master of the Tibetan Knife Sect, a few days ago, did you force a weak woman to death?"

"Yes, yes."

The three servants were frightened, and when they heard Shen Qiu's question, they hurriedly replied:

"That Xiaolian is the daughter of the master of the private school in the next village, and she is dignified and beautiful, and everyone in this ten miles and eight villages knows it.

Xiaolian and the scholar of the Zheng family in the next village are baby relatives since childhood, and they were supposed to get married last month, but they were robbed by the Tibetan knife gate.

Her father was a square master, so he naturally refused to break the contract and went to the government to ask for help, but there was no movement, and it was said that he was imprisoned in the county government.

Everyone said that it was Chen Daxia who gave money to the government. ”

When the servant said this, he was also a little afraid, his voice lowered, and he said to Shen Qiu:

On the third day of Xiaolian's robbery, she married Chen Daxia's only son, and the scholar of the Zheng family had no way to ask for help, and it was said that he planned to go to the government to complain.

But that night, just..."

"What's the matter?"

Shen Qiu's voice became colder and colder.

The fellow did not dare to say any more, but an older servant beside him sighed, and said in a voice like a mosquito:

And he hanged himself.

The Zheng family is the only son, this is cut off the incense, the old man of the Zheng family is so angry that he vomits blood, and it is said that he is also crazy now. Xiaolian also hanged herself a few days later, was sent back to the village, and was buried with that Zheng scholar.

What a sin. ”

"Okay."

Shen Qiu nodded and took a step back.

He got up and climbed over the high wall, and disappeared into the night, and several of the servants did not dare to say anything.

They are not stupid, this man came in the dark and asked about the evil things about the hidden knife gate, there must be a reason.

Perhaps, it was the heroes of the rivers and lakes who passed by, who heard such a tragic incident, and came to administer justice to the two families who were hard-working mandarin ducks and whose families were ruined.

Shen Qiu ran in the darkness of the night, sweeping in the direction of the Hidden Knife Gate.

Xiuhe followed behind him, and the usurper Gu manipulated his body, so that Xiuhe could also use the phantom footwork to lift the length, but the movements were somewhat heavier.

After all, most of the body of this machine is made of iron.

Although Ai Dacha tried his best to reduce his weight, this petite Xiuhe maid is now no lighter than the big man.

"What a thief!"

Under the hat, Shen Qiu's eyes were cold.

He asked not only the three servants but the rest of the people in the village, but the answers were almost identical except for the details.

The Chen "hero" of the Tibetan Daomen was indeed for his son, but he forced people to death, and the two families that were killed were ruined.

The government doesn't dare to manage it, and it doesn't want to take care of it.

Probably this Chen Daxia has some money in his hand.

Alas, I just don't know, can these silver coins buy back the lives of his father and son?

"Huh"

Shen Qiu fell a hundred feet away from the Hidden Daomen Mansion, he raised his hand, and a black shadow swept down in the night, falling on his arm.

Ai Dacha's crested eagle is named "Piercing the Clouds".

It was standing on Shen Qiu's arm, tilting its head, looking at Shen Qiu, its claws constantly moving, and there was malice in its eyes.

I was probably thinking about how to scratch Shen Qiu's eyes with one claw.

This beast is really a big mistake with Ai.

It's all such a ruthless style.

"Can people be in the courtyard?"

Shen Qiu asked.

"Ga"

The cloud-piercing beast let out a strange cry, this crested eagle is a Momen spirit animal, understands human nature, understands human language, but can't speak.

"The courtyard in the middle?"

Shen Qiu asked again.

"Ga"

Another strange scream, exactly the same as the one before.

This stands for "confirmation".

Shen Qiu confirmed the location of the "Chen Daxia", he turned his head and said to Xiuhe who was standing beside him:

"Rush to the mansion on the left, kill a few people, burn the house, make as much noise as possible, and then go in the direction of the lake."

Xiuhe, who was masked, did not answer, but flashed towards the mansion where the knife gate was hidden in front of him.

The speed is extremely fast, and when he approaches the mansion, he is discovered by the doorman guarding the door.

But before they could warn and reprimand, Xiuhe's hidden weapon flew out of the small knife wheel, stabbing the two men to the ground, and as they approached, a sound similar to an explosion sounded in the courtyard.

The people of Momen also used gunpowder.

But this world is probably due to the existence of aura, the power of gunpowder is much lower than that of Shen Qiu's hometown, and the destructive power is also born out of nothing.

Unless materials are added, simple gunpowder can only be used as a concealed instrument for ignition.

According to Shen Qiu's order, Xiuhe threw a few explosive bombs in the courtyard and set them on fire, which almost immediately attracted the attention of the people of the Tibetan Dao Sect.

She knocked them down a few more, then swept out of the house and flew towards the lake.

Behind him, there were more than 30 people in the shadow building, and under the sudden attack, the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky, and there was the sound of gongs and water.

The Tibetan Sword Sect is a third-rate sect, and the disciples in the sect are counted as servants, and there are more than 60 people.

Most of the people rushed out to chase Xiuhe, and the door was naturally much empty.

The noise in the front yard alarmed Chen Yichou, who had already settled down.

This middle-aged man, dressed in single clothes, rushed out of the room with a knife on his shoulder, followed by a disheveled young woman, who seemed to be a concubine.

Gee.

Shen Qiu, who was standing on the eaves, flicked his tongue.

Looking at the woman's appearance, that is, she has just come of age, this Chen Yichou father and son are really in the same vein.

Seeing that there was a fire in the side courtyard, and the fire was getting bigger and bigger, he commanded the doorman to go to extinguish the fire, and before he could react to what was happening, he saw a black shadow floating down from the eaves in front of him.

Shen Qiu fell to the ground, drew the knife with his backhand, the greedy wolf knife hissed, and between the light dances, there was a fire shining brightly, flashing a cold light.

"Chen Yichou! You have forced the good to death, harmed people and ruined their families, wolf-hearted dogs, and falsely claimed the right way! ”

Shen Qiu shouted in a thick voice:

"Today is your retribution!"

The master of the Chen Sect was shocked, and he also drew a knife in his hand.

He is nearly middle-aged, and his martial arts are average.

But the experience is very high.

Looking at the knife in Shen Qiu's hand, he knew that this knife was not an ordinary thing, and the person holding the knife was naturally not an ordinary person.

He knew that something was wrong, and he must be a nosy man. I heard about the previous month.

He was not in a hurry to make a move, but first hugged his fists at Shen Qiu, and said softly:

"Don't worry, listen to me.

It's not what you think, my son and that woman fell in love at first sight..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Shen Qiu sneer, Fu'er took a few steps forward with his knife, and then said urgently:

"I am not talented, but I am a disciple of the outer gate of the Jade Emperor Palace, and my teacher is inherited..."

"Huh"

The sword light lit up in front of him, and between the knife shadows, five true and false knife shadows were thrown out, illuminating Chen Yichou's eyes, and he also burst into applause.

The knife in his hand waved, dancing around in front of him, barely blocking Shen Qiu's casual knife.

He took a few steps back and shouted:

"As a righteous sect, I also protect the people of the Hidden Knife Sect on weekdays! If you really want to kill them all, you can't do it? ”

"Wow"

Shen Qiu's wrist waved, the sword light swept behind him, and the two people who came from the sneak attack flew out upside down in the shadow of the sword in the sky, blood gushing out, and they couldn't survive it.

He swung the greedy wolf knife and threw a few drops of blood at his feet against the backdrop of the fire behind him.

Under the hat, his eyes were cold, and he said:

"What else do you have to say, go down to the underworld, tell that Xiaolian to go, and see if she will let you go! Also, today, even if Huang Wushu comes in person, he won't be able to protect you! ”

"Bang"

The masonry cracked under Shen Qiu's feet, propelling him to fly forward, like a harrier eagle pounced.

That Chen Yichou waved the knife, his face was hideous and he was about to fight back, and the moment the two blades were staggered, the face of the master of the Tibetan Knife Gate changed.

The blade is fluttering, and there is no strength at all.

Under the block, Shen Qiu was like a fallen leaf in the wind, pushed to the side by force.

People follow the knife, erratic, true and false, virtual and real, just a few moves, then Chen Yichou has more than a dozen wounds of different depths.

The single clothes on his body were also covered with blood, and his face was covered with blood and sweat, just like a bloody man.

Chen Yichou's eyes were full of fear, and the knife in front of him...

It's weird!

It's like an autumn wind with a knife, so that people have nowhere to hide.

The person in front of him, the knife skills have clearly entered the realm of the knife moving at will, and the real sword master is definitely not something he can stop.

But the other party is a guy who wants to eat by himself.

If you are in a Jedi, you can only fight to the death.

"Bang"

Chen Yichou's body was violent, his eyes were red, and he rushed towards Shen Qiu like a bull, and when he approached, he swung out a single knife in his hand, like a green dragon entering the sea, killing him with one sword.

The knife style is fast and hateful, and this square inch of land can't be avoided at all.

But, why hide?

"Bang"

There was also a sound in Shen Qiu's body, and the autumn wind knife style in his hand suddenly changed, from light and agile to heavy, just like a bloody battlefield.

With a swing of the knife, there is death and no life!

"Dangchang"

Chen Yichou's whole person flew out upside down, and the single knife in his hand was cut off by the greedy wolf knife in the air, and there was also a bloody wound on his chest and abdomen.

This knife broke into the body and slashed the internal organs, with great force.

The owner of the Chen door slammed into the door in embarrassment, knocking the wooden door to the ground, and the whole person fell from the room to the ground in front of him.

He yelled to get up, but Shen Qiu's figure flew out and stepped on his chest, stepping on the wound, and Chen Yichou, who was in pain, raised his head and shouted.

"Huh"

The cold blade was against Chen Yichou's neck, and Shen Qiu looked down at him and said:

"Really angry, want to fight for your life?

It's a pity that I would too...

Today, I will teach you a master of your high sect, but I can't teach you the truth, Chen Daxia.

If you do something bad, you will be punished! ”

"Poof"

The blade slashed across his neck, and Chen Yichou's blood-stained face froze.

The knife severed his spine and sent his head in a pool of blood.

"Ahh

A piercing scream sounded from Shen Qiu's side, he lifted Chen Yichou's round-eyed head, and when he looked back, he saw a young man lying at the door of the room, covering his eyes and shouting.

Blood gushed out from between his hands.

And on the eaves, the cloud-piercing beast was folding its wings, and on its claw blades, there were two eyeballs.

"Tsk"

Shen Qiu stepped forward with a knife and looked at the young man who was rolling endlessly and screaming.

He said:

"It's all because of you, little brother, you can't control your own work, and you've caused a lot of trouble to your family.

However, you must be very cool when you fall in love with a woman, right? ”

Chen Yichou's son was about to answer, when the knife light came to him.

It's a pity he has no eyes.

I can't see how subtle Shen Qiu's knife is.

Naturally, I couldn't see how cold the expression on Shen Qiu's face was under the hat.

After a while, Shen Qiu walked out of the burning Tibetan knife door behind him, holding two heads in his hands, and in front of him, Xiuhe was waiting for her.

The man's clothes were torn everywhere, but there were no wounds on his body except for a few scars.

Her fingers hung beside her, dripping blood downward.

"Killed?"

Shen Qiu asked thoughtlessly, and Xiuhe shook his head stiffly.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter."

Shen Qiu glanced back at the burning mansion behind him, and some servants were screaming and escaping.

Before, Chen Yichou's concubine was sneakily carrying a bag of things, and was escorted by two handsome young servants, and ran out of the door together.

"It's over, let's go."

Shen Qiu didn't pay attention to those people, he raised his head, and in the gloomy sound of eagles, he took Xiuhe into the night.

At least tonight's affairs are simple...

When the road is uneven, draw the knife!