By the way, a ten-person pathfinder team was annihilated, and Shichiro, Lu Yu, and the One-Horned Ghost King and I finally reached the ground along the other side's path. Outside the exit, we caught two more Dao cultivators.

After some torture and interrogation, the two honestly explained the details of the base set up here by the Maoshan Dao Society. As a result, we learned that the current sparse number of people in the base is a good opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

After asking, the two Dao cultivators had no use value, so I simply handed it over to the One-Horned Ghost King to dispose of, and only asked it not to make a sound, so as not to startle the snake. The one-horned ghost king happily dragged the two of them to the corner, and the ghost knew how it would torture them, and I didn't bother to pay attention to them.

Ever since I found out that Master had been killed by Dao Xiu, the concept and bottom line that I had always adhered to have been shaken have been shaken. If it had been before, I would have categorically agreed to ghost cultivators mutilating living people in front of me, regardless of whether this living person was an ordinary person who didn't know how to practice Yin Cultivation, Taoist Cultivation, or any kind of exercises. However, now my heart is full of anger and resentment towards the group of Dao cultivators, as long as it is related to the death of my master, I hate to kill them all!

When I got to the ground, it was still early in the sun, and it was evening. Shichiro and I rested in the natural cave for another two hours, and when the night was completely dark, we set off for the base of the Maoshan Taoist Association.

The base is located at the foot of the mountain, hidden in a wild ravine. It was actually just two rows of simple bungalows, not even a fence, just a broken fence. According to the captives, this was formerly the dormitory for the lumberjacks of the forest farm, which has been abandoned for many years, and is now temporarily used as a base camp by the Maoshan Road Association.

We hid in the woods and looked out towards the base, and out of the two rows of bungalows, only the first row of three bungalows had lights, and the back row was all dark. Moreover, there was only one jeep parked in the yard of the base, which was slightly deserted.

But judging from the wheel prints on the ground, the vehicles driven by the Taoist cultivators must be far more than this jeep. Some of the wheel prints are wide and deep, and it is likely that they are heavy transport vehicles similar to Dongfeng large trucks. These cars should have gone out to pick up people.

There was a distance of about 100 meters from the forest where we were hiding to the bungalow, and in order to avoid early exposure, I only asked Shichiro, who had the strongest night vision, to go to investigate the situation alone.

Shichiro floated out of the yard and looked inside, looked in front and then turned to the back, but never crossed the fence into the yard. After doing so in a circle, he floated back into the woods.

"There were red ropes and bells tied to the fence, and talismans were attached to the doors and windows, so I didn't get too close." Shichiro explained, "Still, I can see through the window an overview of what's going on inside. There were three people in the first room, two people in the second room, and two people in the third room, and it looked like left-behind people, some were sleeping, some were reading and chatting. ”

"Hey, hey! With such a small number of people, a few of us can easily handle it! The One-Horned Ghost King said indifferently.

I shook my head in disagreement, and said, "I'm afraid that those who can stay in the base are all elites, even if they are not the heads, hall masters, elders, etc., at least they are backbone members." The pathfinders we had encountered in the cave before were definitely not on a level higher than theirs! ”

"Besides, in the cave, we had the advantage of being aware of the terrain and environment, so we fought their ambush and won easily. It's their territory, and they're spread across three different rooms, so we can't afford to take it lightly. ”

"Hong Kong lord, how do you say we should attack it?" Lu Yu asked.

"The soldiers are expensive but not too expensive," I said, "you just stay outside and control the wind, and I will go in with the ghost handsome and the one-horned ghost king, and each be in charge of a room." With the strength of the three of us, even if we have one enemy and two enemies, we should still be able to handle it, and the key is to act together and not let them have time to watch out and prepare. ”

"Well, I'll see it." Shichiro also nodded in agreement, "I'm responsible for getting rid of the people in the first room, you are in charge of the second room, and you go to the third room." Lu Yu, you just stay here to observe, and if there is a situation, you will whistle and send us an alarm. ”

"Yes, Ghost Handsome!"

"What if anyone else comes back?" The One-Horned Ghost King asked.

"Let's kill these seven first, and then we'll talk about the later." I said.

Taking advantage of the night, I crept to the edge of the fence, with Shichiro and the One-Horned Oni King slightly behind. The red rope and bell on the fence don't ring without touching the ghost's grievances, so I first stepped forward and cut the red rope with my usual knife and took off the bell.

After that, I sneaked into the first and second rooms and gently tore off the talismans attached to the lintel. Shichiro and the One-Horned Oni King saw that I had lifted these guards, so they floated over from afar to prepare to make a move.

I walked to the door of the third room, but I reached for it and knocked on it, and at the same time pulled the knife from my waist and grabbed it in my hand.

"Tuk tuk! Tuk tuk! ”

"Who?" One of the people inside asked aloud.

I lowered my voice and replied in a muffled voice, "Me! ”

"Who?" The people inside couldn't hear clearly, and asked out loud again. However, he didn't seem to care too much, and guessed to himself: "Is it Lao Zhang?" ”

"Hmm." I said yes by mistake.

"Hey, why are you so polite, every time you come, you have to knock on the door......" Before I finished speaking, the door opened from the inside, and a middle-aged fat man stood behind the door, but he saw me and was stunned on the spot.

I didn't give him a second chance to react, and slashed his throat with a horizontal slash.

"Mmmmmm The fat man put his hand over his neck, his eyes widened, but he could not speak, and blood gushed from between his fingers.

"What's wrong? Who's out there? The other person in the room seemed to sense something was wrong and asked.

I kicked the fat man away, and then with a flick of my hand, the knife flew straight in the direction of the questioning sound.

It was a young man in a floral shirt half-lying on the bed, his right hand just about to reach over the bedside cabinet, where a pistol was placed. However, at this time, even if he got the gun, it was too late, and he could only look at the usual knife that was about to fly to his face in horror, and his face was like ashes.

"Bang!"

"Ding!"

As usual, the knife did not pierce the face of the flower shirt as desired, but deviated a few centimeters to the left and pierced the wall, and the handle of the knife still shook violently.

I turned my head and saw that there was another man sitting on a chaise longue in the corner to the right of the window, holding a pistol with smoke coming from the muzzle. He sat in this corner, because he didn't see him when Shichiro was looking out the window just now, and there were actually three people in this room!

The man shot the knife as usual, saving the life of the young man in the flowered shirt, and then pointed the pistol at me, but then he froze. And I also recognized him at this time, it was He Liping, the mustache of the hosta door!

"He's actually here, isn't he from Guangnantang?" I was also very shocked in my heart, I couldn't imagine that the first time I killed the people of the Maoshan Taoist Association, I would have to face an old friend.

The mustache pointed his pistol at me, but he also hesitated and did not shoot at the first time. At this time, there were also a few gunshots from next door, apparently Shichiro and the one-horned ghost king also made a move, but the ghost is not afraid of guns, and the more they hear the gunshots, the more they have succeeded.

As usual, the knife was still stuck diagonally in the wall, and I had no weapon in my hand at this time, but there was a stool at my feet. So I kicked it, and the little stool flew towards the mustache.

"Bang!"

The mustache finally fired a shot, but it didn't hit me, because I had already taken the opportunity to rush forward, grabbed the knife as usual, and pulled it out of the wall. The flower shirt sitting on the bed only then reacted, reached for the gun, and then lifted it to aim at me.

With a sharp swing of my sword, I shaved off the pistol and half of the palm of my shirt, and then I reached out and pulled him, and put my arms around his neck, and pressed it in front of me, and the knife was across his neck as usual.

Hua Shirt grabbed the severed palm of his right hand that was spurting blood with his left hand, and cried out in pain: "Hall Master save me!" ”

The mustache turned his gun back on me. But there was a young man between me and him, and he didn't dare to shoot rashly.

I sneered, "Hehe! Congratulations, you've been promoted to hall master, no wonder I met you here! ”

The mustache didn't say anything polite to me, and shouted with a cold face: "Let him go!" ”

"Do you think it's possible? Otherwise, you put the gun down first. ”

The mustache gritted his teeth, knowing that he couldn't move me, so he asked: "Zhai Zisheng, the hosta gate has always been innocent and innocent with you, why did you attack us and make such a ruthless move?" ”

"No grievances?" These simple four words suddenly hit my sore spot, and I yelled, "If you kill my master, you are all my enemies!" ”

"Your master?" The mustache frowned and said, "We didn't kill your master, it was the people of Giant Waterfall City who clashed with us. Isn't Master Feng still in Nanting? What evidence do you have that we did it? ”

"My master died in the cave leading from here to Waterfall City, and was shot three times! Who else could it be if you didn't do it? I continued to yell.

The mustache was finally moved, and hesitated: "This, I'm afraid this is a misunderstanding......"

"Another misunderstanding?" I laughed angrily and said, "A few years ago, you broke into the ghost market of Huangfen Mountain without permission, shot and killed the Marshal of the Yin Army, and caused a dispute between the underworld and the Maoshan Dao Association. At that time, you said that it was a misunderstanding, but then you used this as an excuse not to be regarded as a sect of Yin cultivation that excluded and oppressed the yang world, and recently it has even begun to invade the underworld. You don't care about the good yang world, and you still have to fight for the territory of the underworld, your appetite is too great! ”

“……”

"It was because of the ostracism of your Taoist cultivators that my master had to follow me to the underworld for refuge. This time, it was also because your Maoshan Dao Society blocked the entrance to the Yin Vein that entered the Giant Waterfall City, that my master was forced to take a detour, and as a result, he ran into your people on the middle of the road. Hum! Now that you have come to tell me again that my master also died at the gunpoint of your guns because of a misunderstanding, do you think I will still believe this? ”

“……”