28. 100,000 Urgent [64/100]

"What did you say?"

Qiu Buping was talking to Xiao Tie when he was interrupted by the monk Lang.

The latter whispered to Qiu Buping, and this was the owner of the village and suddenly got up.

His face was cold, he took the note handed by the monk and glanced at it, and the note was broken into confetti in Qiu Buping's hand.

The army of the South Korea has gone to war!

The village was under siege, and according to the news from the caravan of the Heluo Gang, a day after Qiu Buping left the cottage, a war began there.

And right and wrong fell into disadvantage at the beginning.

Suspected to be... Out of the mole?

Qiu Buping narrowed his eyes, he felt that something was not right.

The village was built by him.

He has absolute confidence in his old brothers, and most of his cronies in the village have some grievances with the Northern and Southern Dynasties, if he is not forced to live, who will go to the mountains to be bandits?

said that he was a traitor, he absolutely didn't believe it!

"The enemy of the village."

The monk was turning the Buddha beads on the side, he looked at the expression of hatred, and he whispered:

"There is a sentence among poor monks, I don't know whether to say it or not."

"The master said yes."

Qiu Buping replied, and the monk whispered his previous thoughts.

"The poor monk is not trying to sow discord between the enemy and your brothers.

But the poor monk thought that the ghost scholar said that it was a plan for the family relationship between the owner of the village and Xiao Tie, and as soon as the owner of the village left, there was a big change in the village. ”

The monk shook his head, and he said:

"It's hard not to have bad thoughts. Perhaps, the chaos in this village was born from this. ”

Shen Qiu and the others also knew that something was wrong, so they surrounded them.

After the monk finished speaking, Hua Qing Gongzi shook his head, he shook the folding fan in his hand, and said to the others:

"I don't think so, I think Wu Shifeng and Liu Junshan are not the kind of people who seek glory from sellers, although the contact is still short.

But I think that this civil strife should have nothing to do with the two of them, or rather, there is something inside that we don't understand. ”

Hua Qing pointed to her eyes and said to the others:

"Remember what I said? I'm very accurate in my view of people. ”

"Little Iron."

Shen Qiu thought for a while, looked at the young man who folded the iron, and asked:

"Then what did Wu Shifeng say to you when he gave you advice?

Don't leave it out, say it all! ”

Xiao Tie also knows that it is not good.

He immediately told all the conversations he remembered.

In the end, Qiu Buping's face had changed.

Zhetie looked at his father and whispered:

"The third uncle also asked me to persuade my father if possible, not to go back to the village.

said that God found a reason for his father, and since then he has been freed from the chaos of the rivers and lakes and found a way to escape. ”

"What else did the third say to you?"

Qiu Buping closed his eyes, and he asked softly:

"What does he plan to do in the future?"

"Not really."

Xiao Tie thought about it for a while, and then said:

When the third uncle left that night, it was like a sudden emotion, and he told me that he had been rampant in the green forest for 14 years, and the glory and disgrace of his life and the prosperity of the world had also been experienced, and he would die.

He also said that if Qilu had no right and wrong, there might not be so many strife and killings.

At the time, I thought that the third uncle was just sighing in his heart..."

There was silence.

Except for young people like Xiao Tie and Qingqing, who are more reckless and unintelligible, everyone here is a human spirit.

Even mountain ghosts are shrewd people.

When they heard this, they knew that this was a mess in the village, probably caused by the third master, Wu Shifeng.

"Just, why did he do it?"

The young man posed with a folding fan and said with a puzzled face:

"Since he was able to resign with the owner of the village, he is not a person who is greedy for power, and he has spent fourteen years in the village of right and wrong, and he must also be a righteous person.

It doesn't make sense! Why did he have to destroy the village with his own hands? ”

"He's for me."

Qiu Buping picked up the bright silver spear and walked towards his horse.

As he walked, he said:

"The third child is a wise man, and he has been friends with me for more than 20 years.

He guessed what I was thinking.

Right and wrong, I want to cut off the injustice in the world, but it has caused more grievances, so that the land of Qilu is not peaceful.

A few years ago, I knew that it was impossible to stabilize Qilu by relying on one right and wrong.

At that time, I wanted to break up the village and let my brothers go down the mountain to live a good life. ”

Qiu Buping turned over his horse, pulled up the reins of the horse, and said to the others:

"But I can't, if I say that, I'm afraid that it will be merged by those 'fellow Daoists' a few years ago.

The third child saw my thoughts, and he wanted to use Xiao Tie to free me from the sea of suffering. It's a pity that he did it wrong!

Guys, take good care of my son, if we can meet again in the future, I can't help but thank you! ”

After speaking, the war horse neighed, carrying Qiu Buping in the direction of Qinglong Mountain, and the voice of the non-village owner sounded in the dark night.

"This is my right and wrong business, don't interfere! Take my son and leave Qilu. ”

The sound of horses' hooves faded away.

Xiao Tie gritted his teeth and carried his sword on his back, and was about to follow, but was stopped by Shen Qiu.

"Big brother, you let go of me!"

Xiao Tie struggled and said:

"That's my father! That's my dad! I can't just look at him like that..."

"Don't be stupid."

Shen Qiu shouted loudly:

"Do you chase with your legs? Did you catch up? ”

Xiao Tie was shocked when he heard this, his eyes were full of joy, and he looked at Shen Qiu, who rubbed his somewhat sore head, turned his head and said to the Lang Monk:

"Master of Hatred, my stupid brother is going to save his father, and I can't watch him die alone. Can you find some good horses for me, the sooner the better. ”

"I'm going to deliver the letter."

The monk pronounced the Buddha's horn and said to Shen Qiu:

"This place is not far from my Heluo Gang business, you young heroes and wait for a while, at most half an hour, and a good horse will be delivered."

Seeing that the monk turned to leave, Shen Qiu looked back at the mountain ghost, and he said with an apologetic expression:

"Brother, this time again..."

"It doesn't matter."

The mountain ghost's eyes were calm, and he said:

"My own family, don't talk about this. It's just that there are too many troubles around you. ”

Shen Qiu shrugged.

How did he take this from him?

He turned his head to look at Hua Qing again, he clasped his hands into fists and said:

"This young man, this is what I am waiting for, and I don't dare to bother, I have been helped by you before, I am really..."

"Oh, it's exactly as Lan'er said."

Hua Qing still had the same smiling face as an old cat, he reached out and touched Xiuhe's face, turned his head and said to Shen Qiu:

"You're really a clever young man.

Obviously you want me to help, but you still have to talk about so many twists and turns. I helped it, anyway, it's also a red dust, and I have to go through all kinds of things in the world.

This is a non-village matter, and I am also quite interested. ”

Shen Qiu was slightly relieved in his heart.

The prodigal monk looked like a scheming person, and he had also identified Qingqing before, and it was Lei Shiyin who asked him to help Qingqing and Xiaotie.

It must also be involved in this matter.

Coupled with the mountain ghost and this mysterious young man, it is the three land lists!

He is also at the top of the list, and there are also Xiuhe people, and after the transformation, he can also compete with the master of the enemy list.

Although Xiao Tie's martial arts are a little worse, he also has the strength to fight.

In this way, the strength of his side is still quite strong, but...

Shen Qiu turned his head to look at Qingqing, who also looked at him, his face full of pity when the kitten was about to be abandoned, this girl...

I actually learned to pretend to be pitiful!

"Forget it, I'll take you there this time."

Shen Qiu beckoned to Qingqing, and the little junior sister let out a cheer and jumped to the side of the senior brother.

"But in the third chapter of the law, you can't run around, you have to be obedient, you can't leave Xiuhe's side, understand?"

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Early the next morning, Shen Qiu and the others rode their horses overnight and crossed a hill.

Hua Qing, who had the best eyes, grabbed the reins of the horse and said to the people around her:

"Look ahead!"

When everyone heard this, they saw that under the hills in front of them, the corpses all over the ground were simply a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

If you count it, there are at least 300 people!

Those people were still wearing military armor, knives and guns were everywhere, and the smell of blood made people dizzy.

Among the corpses everywhere, there was also a man in armor.

Pierced in the jaw by a spear, he was held in place, and beside him was a war horse with his head shut.

Judging by the style of his armor, this should be an officer.

"It's the armor of the Southern Korean Army."

The monk observed it for a moment and said:

"It should be that the Southern Korean Army specially sent people to intercept the enemy on the way back.

I heard that the commander of the border army of the Southern Qi and Southern Dynasties was Zhao Lian, the Marquis of the Southern Dynasty, and I had long heard that he was a veteran of the battlefield, and now it seems that this is indeed the case. ”

"Why do you say that?"

Qingqing turned her head and didn't look at the tragic corpses, she looked at the monk and asked.

The monk is a monk, and he pronounced the Buddha's name, and then explained:

"Qingqing girl, do you think it is useful to face a master of the Heavenly Rank, and to come with more ordinary sergeants?"

"Nature is useless."

Qingqing pulled the reins of the horse and followed the footsteps of the senior brother and the others, they went around the bloody hillside in front of them, and she said to the wandering monk:

"With the speed at which the enemy lord moves, these ordinary sergeants can't even touch his clothes."

"Yes."

The monk shook his head, and he said:

"What you young people know, doesn't Weihou Zhao Lian, who has fought all his life, know?

He sent these sergeants here to use their lives to slow down the return of the enemy lord. If it weren't for the anxiety on the frontline battlefield, there was a great hope of victory.

Thinking about it, no matter how ruthless Zhao Lian is, he will not make such a decision. ”

Shen Qiu answered:

"Right and wrong, it is estimated that it is dangerous. When the village is broken, it may be in two or three days. We have to speed it up! ”

Shen Qiu said to the people behind him:

"The enemy lord was dragged down by these Southern Dynasty soldiers with his life, and his speed must be slower than ours.

I expected that Zhao Lian would definitely not be able to send only 300 people, there must be interceptions ahead, everyone hurry up! ”

"The horse can't hold it."

Hua Qing shook her head and said:

"This beast can't fly."

"With real anger!"

Walking at the end, the prodigal monk said:

"Injecting true qi into the horses, warming the flesh and blood, dispelling fatigue, and allowing them to run farther, this is the practice of the Mobei swordsmen on the Mongolian side of the long-distance run.

Although it will hurt the horse, it is very effective in the short term, and we are all good horses, and it will not be a problem to hold on for three days. ”

"Then let's go!"

Shen Qiu raised his horsewhip, and the group was faster.

There are also more than a dozen Heluo boxers in the rear, and they are also majestic.

On the other side, there are still 180 miles away from the village of right and wrong, and in front of Qiu Buping, there is another army of the Southern Dynasties.

The big boss's eyes were already full of chills.

This gang of thieves from the Southern Dynasty is really dead!

He had already broken through two blocking armies, both of which were more than 300 men.

In front of him, there were nearly 1,000 people, and on the hills on both sides, a strong bow and crossbow machine of the brigade was set up to seal the post road.

Thirty zhang away in front of Qiu Buping's eyes, there was a captain of the Southern Dynasty wearing armor, wearing a helmet, and carrying a Xuanhua axe.

He took the reins of his horse, held the big axe in his hand, and shouted to the grievances in front of him:

"The lord of the village, my lord asked me to say hello to you on his behalf."

Qiu Buping did not say a word.

just clenched the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Spear in his hand.

If it is really killed, these more than 1,000 people, that is, the kung fu of the two pillars of incense, can be defeated, if it is a dead hand, only seeking to kill, then the time will be even shorter.

But Qiu Buping still has 24 small needles in his body, hindering the operation of the dragon and tiger battle qi in his body.

If he forcibly exercised the exercises, it would allow those needles to penetrate deeper into the flesh and blood of the meridians, which would make him more seriously injured.

"My lord has always admired a master of the rivers and lakes like the lord of the village, and the lord of the village was an official in Lin'an, and the lord of my southern dynasty wanted to allow the lord of the village to be the prince and the prince."

Seeing that Qiu Buping did not speak, the lieutenant chattered endlessly:

Although the enemy lord politely refused that day, now the lord of the small country has succeeded to the throne.

His Royal Highness Ming loves the study of saints and has always admired the talent of the lord of the village.

My lord also ordered, if the lord of the enemy village can accept the goodwill of our dynasty, there will be three princes to prepare for the lord of the enemy, and this is the non-village people can also be exempted from the death penalty and be included in our army.

The land of Qilu will be at peace. ”

The lieutenant was quite good at talking, and he shouted:

"After this, Qilu will be stable, the country and the people will be safe, and the enemy and the brothers will also have a good future, isn't it beautiful?"

Qiu Buping still did not answer.

His ears moved, and he heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from behind him.

A moment later, two figures flew out, one black and one white, like ghosts, killing the crossbow array on the hills.

The mountain ghosts and Hua Qing's longitudinal techniques are so wonderful that those arrows can't touch them when they shoot into the air.

Hua Qing Gongzi even had the heart to rub on the shaft of the arrow, as if running in the air, and threw out the flying sickle golden cicada, only to see the sharp wind howling, and five or six heads rose to the sky.

Behind Qiu Buping, Shen Qiu, Xiao Tie, and the three monks of the Wave rode thousands of horses, each holding a blade in their hands, and slaughtered the somewhat disturbed Southern Dynasty queue.

Seeing this, the commander who persuaded him to surrender took the reins of his horse, lifted his axe, and was about to go forward to fight.

It's just that...

"Whoosh"

The deadly white mang flashed, and the hundred birds stabbed through his neck and came out from the back of his neck.

Bring up a wisp of blood and sprinkle it.

The figure of Qiu Buping, like a ghost, flashed to him stretched out his hand, grabbed the bright silver spear casually, and together with his son, he entered the chaotic military array in front of him.

These Southern Dynasty people, stupid!

They can't understand what they are fighting for.

I don't know where this is a non-village and where it comes from.

Persuasion?

Oh, what a joke!