Uncle Wang was ashamed to hold his waist and sit back in the carriage. said loudly to Zhang Zhao: "You go and search that person, didn't he go over there to find something just now, to see if it is something valuable." ”

Zhang Zhao agreed, and when he arrived at the corpse of the white-robed man, he turned him over on his side, reached into his arms and rummaged through it, and took out a broken book, a small brand, and a few silver tickets.

He took it back to the carriage, and the shopkeeper in the carriage finally came to his senses: "Let's go, don't stay here, don't let anyone come again, I can't afford to be scared again." ”

The carriage moved forward slowly, and Zhang Zhao put the things he was holding away. Uncle Wang squinted: "This is also a poor robber who doesn't grow up, and he has so little money on him." ”

Zhang Zhao picked up the jade plate and looked at it, the brand was not big, it was warm and moist, and some graphics were drawn on it, as if it was a mountain peak. Picked up the broken book and read it softly: "King Kong exercises." ”

Uncle Wang heard it next to him: "Listen to his nonsense." If he really had this ability just now, he wouldn't have let me stab me. ”

Zhang Zhao didn't care about it either, and asked, "What about these things." ”

Uncle Wang smiled: "I don't want anything else, let's divide the silver ticket, it can be regarded as a hard-earned one." ”

The shopkeeper in the car also relieved himself now: "I don't want it, the two of you killed the people." ”

Uncle Wang laughed: "Old shopkeeper, are you still afraid that someone will find you revenge?" looked at Zhang Zhao and asked, "Do you want it?"

Zhang Zhao shook his head: "I don't want it either, this time I have already won a lot of good things for nothing." If it weren't for you, Uncle Wang, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to come back. ”

Uncle Wang was not polite, and reached out to grab a few silver tickets and put them in his arms: "You can take those two to play." Then he shook the reins with a smile: "I didn't come in vain, and I saved a few years of wine money." ”

There were many delays on the way, and it was already dark night when the carriage returned to the town. Unloading the medicinal materials in front of the pharmacy, Uncle Wang drove home, the shopkeeper Wang was so frightened that he let Dayou help him go in to rest, and Zhang Zhao also returned home with a strange knife.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw the old butcher lying on the big chair that was basking in the sun on weekdays, Zhang Zhao approached gently, and felt extremely warm in his heart.

His experience has been up and down in the past few days, which can really be called thrilling, and after seeing this familiar scene at home, his heart has finally settled down. Zhang Zhao stepped forward lightly and stabbed the old butcher's waist with his hand.

The old butcher stopped, opened his eyes and looked, "Ahh Then close your eyes and go back to sleep. was stabbed a few more times by Zhang Zhao, and Zhang Zhao held Xianjing in front of him: "Dad, it's changed." ”

The old butcher looked at it with sleepy eyes. "Oh. As soon as he closed his eyes, Zhang Zhao stabbed him a few more times.

"Dad, I also bought a knife. ”

"Oh. ”

"Donkey Bao was also sold. ”

"Oh. ”

"Dad, do you know no, Uncle Wang who is driving a car in our town is amazing. ”

The old butcher did not respond, and for a moment he snored like thunder. Zhang Zhao was full of words to say, but when he looked at him, he withdrew his hand, returned to the room, took a piece of cloth and cut it into small pieces, wrapped the fairy crystal, and gently tied it around the old butcher's neck with a string.

Then he went to the bed and pulled out the box, put the silver ticket carefully, took out the strange knife, compared it on the bed, and did not find a suitable place to put it, and finally put it on the pillow, patted it with his hand, and then lay down.

Zhang Zhao closed his eyes and meditated on the requiem incantation, and suddenly saw a faint golden light in his mind, and then the light slowly converged to form a golden word, which was similar to the shape of the golden word that appeared a few days ago, and Zhang Zhao had never seen this word anywhere.

Strangely, he also inexplicably recognized this word, which was the second word of the requiem spell. The two golden words floated side by side in his mind, and Zhang Zhao thought that he was tired these days, so he fell asleep without thinking too much. This night, he saw in his dream that the two golden characters were also honestly staying, motionless.

Early the next morning, Zhang Zhaozheng was sleeping soundly when he was woken up by the old butcher. "Boy, don't tell me when you come back. ”

"Dad, I told you, you don't get up, you let me sleep a little longer. Zhang Zhao turned over in a daze and wanted to sleep again, but was pulled up by the old butcher.

"What did you hang around my neck? What kind of fairy crystal did you say?" the old butcher asked curiously, tugging at him.

Zhang Zhao couldn't sleep when he saw it, and nodded: "Yes, this is Xianjing." ”

The old butcher stretched out his hand and pinched it: "It's just such a broken thing, it can be worth 10,000 taels of silver." ”

Zhang Zhao thought about everything at once. He jumped up and dragged out the box from under the bed: "Dad, there are still nine thousand taels of silver tickets here." ”

"Nine thousand taels, where did you get so much money?"

"Donkey treasure for it. ”

"That big black ball was exchanged for nine thousand taels?" the old butcher looked surprised: "No, where did this fairy crystal come from." ”

"I bought Xianjing in exchange for barbecue. ”

"Exchanged the barbecue for 10,000 taels of silver Xianjing, are you really your father and I have never seen the world?"

"Dad, in fact, the immortal crystal on your neck is worth 100,000 taels. ”

"Fart, you've been able to brag a lot when you go out this time. ”

"Dad, I saw a kid on the road, older than me, who could make people burst on fire at once. ”

"Did you kid fall for something out there?"

"Really, I don't lie to you. If you don't believe it, go ask Uncle Wang, who is driving the car. ”

"Lao Tzu didn't go, you must have colluded to deceive me. Lao Tzu is not fooled by you. ”

"Dad, I'm serious. Later, we also encountered bandits, and Uncle Wang even killed people. ”

"Hahahaha, Wang Shun, that drunkard can also kill people? He came to buy meat and saw some blood, and he was so scared to death. ”

"Then you go and ask Mr. Wang, he can't lie to you. ”

"Don't lie to you here, if I really ask about these things, Mr. Wang will think that I am sick again. ”

In the woods next to the avenue leading to Aoki City, several gray-clothed men were surrounding the corpses of white-robed young men. "Could it be that Lingxiao has come to make a hard hand, and the matter has been revealed?" said a man with a grim face to himself.

The pock-faced man in the white robe who was secretly meeting in the inn shook his head: "Lingxiao has never paid much attention to this, so we deliberately chose Aoki City to do it, and Hu Laoqi is gone." ”

"Could it be that they killed the third brother?" but he immediately reversed his thoughts. "It's impossible, we're all in harmony with Lingxiao. They don't have a reason to do it to the third brother. ”

He looked at the person with a cold face: "Big brother, do you think it could be that the surname Chen has any belongings on his body, and they have other thoughts?"

The cold-faced eldest brother took a closer look at the corpse of the white-robed young man, and stretched out his hand to compare: "Impossible, there are no traces of turning over on the carriage, and the surname Chen is an ordinary miscellaneous elder, it is impossible to carry any treasures on him." ”

He looked up at the pock-faced man: "The wound on the third brother's body is very strange, he was cut from head to chest, and there is a knife stuck in his back, which is obviously done by the two of them, this is enough to kill any one, there is no need to make up for it." ”

The white-robed young man on the ground was naked, with an incision from his forehead to his lower abdomen, the color was so light that it was almost invisible, deep into the flesh, and the wound was dry, as if it had grown on his body, and no blood flowed out.

"How can a person with such cultivation join forces with others to deal with the third brother?" all the gray-clothed people were confused.

"Let's bury the third brother first, and then investigate the whereabouts of Hu Laoqi and others. The cold man who was called the eldest brother said fiercely, "And Lingxiao, let's wait around here, let's kill one by one." ”

After a few days, the old butcher noticed that Zhang Zhao had changed some times after returning from going out. Although he was still skeptical of everything Zhang Zhao described, he also understood that this experience did have a great impact on Zhang Zhao.

In addition to killing pigs and selling meat every day, Zhang Zhao is looking through the book "King Kong Exercises" taken from the young man in the white robe, as the old butcher guessed, his heart is indeed changing.

He found that there were so many unknown areas in the world, and his father and son might not earn 100,000 taels by working hard for a lifetime, but Lan Siye waved his hand and gave him immortal crystals of the same value, in addition to that sympathy and resonance, he also contained wealth and strength that he couldn't imagine before.

A red-clothed boy who was only shoulder-high set off fireworks with a snap of his fingers several gray-clothed bandits who were invincible in his eyes. Even if he now knew that the boy in red was by no means a child, he was still shocked.

There are also all kinds of shiny gems and strange toys that you see on the street. Zhang Zhao obviously felt that all this was so far away from him, but it really appeared in front of him.

This contrast made him want to break into that unknown world, and he looked through the broken book every day in the hope that he could learn something from it and get closer to those people.

In the following days, Zhang Zhao got up a little early every day and made strange movements in the courtyard according to the human figures drawn on the broken books.

At first, the old butcher said a few words of gossip, but then he was not surprised, and Zhang Zhao tossed it himself.

Half a month later, Uncle Wang bought a piece of pork belly in front of Zhang Zhao's meat case with a wine gourd in his hand, as if he had forgotten what happened ten days ago. After paying the money, he just turned around to leave, but was stopped by Zhang Zhao, who finally made up his mind.

"Uncle Wang, I want to learn knives from you. ”

Uncle Wang slowly looked back at him, and indeed he heard correctly, so he turned around and walked to the meat case and whispered: "Boy, your Uncle Wang was bragging that day, even if I was young, I couldn't kill that guy." That time it was a desperate fight. ”

Zhang Zhao said resolutely: "Then I will also learn." ”

Uncle Wang looked at him: "What I'm telling is the truth, if you learn from me to do it with people these times, you will definitely have to be cut down, it's no wonder that your father doesn't look for me to work hard." ”

Zhang Zhao shook his head: "I either want to do something with people, or I want to learn something." ”

Uncle Wang: "Then every time you come, you have to bring me a piece of pork belly." ”

Zhang Zhao shouted happily: "You agreed." ”

Uncle Wang turned around and went home: "You stupid boy sent the meat to my mouth, can you still do it?"

A pockmarked man with a frightened look on his face walked on the avenue, followed by a group of light-footed men in black clothes, walked to the woods where Zhang Zhao and them were attacked, pointed to the front and whispered, "It's right there." ”

The leader of the man in black was about thirty years old, with a straight nose and thick lips, and his eyebrows were slightly raised like two sharp swords, and as soon as he waved his hand, more than forty men in black immediately rushed into the woods, and the man who led the way looked at their backs, a pockmarked face showed a little hideous, and he reached out and slowly took out a five-foot long knife from the grass in the forest, and followed from behind.

More than forty black-clothed people walked through the woods, and when they reached a relatively open place, the black-clothed men with sword eyebrows raised their hands, and more than forty people stopped in unison, each took out the weapons on their backs, and slowly advanced in a fan-shape.

More than a dozen gray-clothed men were resting around a tightly covered four-wheeled wooden cart.

Seeing that someone was outflanking in front of him, those gray-clothed people were fearless, and more than a dozen people sat lazily, not paying attention to the forty or so people opposite at all.

The men in black were also silent, until they reached a distance of twenty paces, and one of the men in gray shouted, "You people, do you still want to touch our things?"

Directly in front of the car was a gray-clothed man with a cold face, obviously the leader of these people: "We are in a hurry, you get out of the way quickly." ”

The black-clothed man with sword eyebrows, who seemed to be the leader, stepped forward: "The Lingxiao Eagle Hall is here, the things in your car were robbed." ”

The man in gray replied coldly: "Lingxiao sent you little miscellaneous fish, do you want to snatch them back from us?"

The black-clothed man with sword eyebrows smiled and said, "All the forty-eight disciples of the Eagle Hall have come, and they can be regarded as looking up to you. ”

When the man in gray heard this, he asked, "Didn't Pang Feiyang come?"

The black-clothed man with sword eyebrows smiled: "For such a small matter, do you still use Hall Master Pang to come?" ”

The man in gray lowered his head: "It's a pity, it's a pity, I originally wanted to clean up even the old and the young, but it's okay, kill you first, and then see who else is sent by Lingxiao." ”

The black-clothed crowd couldn't help but let out a sneer. The black-clothed man with sword eyebrows had a smile in his voice: "What a big breath." Then give it a try. ”

After saying that, with a wave of his hand, the man in black separated the two teams and slowly pressed forward. The expression on the face of the man in gray remained unchanged, and when the formation of the man in black was formed, he shouted: "Out".

The sound of grass and branches constantly sounding around, and the gray-clothed people kept jumping on the ground, but they were all holding crossbows in their hands, and there were forty or fifty people, sandwiching the black-clothed people on both sides.

Seeing this situation, the black-clothed man with sword eyebrows commanded in a low voice: "Protect the two wings and attack the middle lane first." He turned around and shouted: "Senior Brother Sun, Senior Brother Ma, rush out from behind." ”

After speaking, he broke off and shouted: "Rush forward!"

The black-clothed disciples on both sides waved their weapons, and the light flashed to protect their whole bodies, and the rest of the people all bowed their heads and rushed up, but the two disciples he called just now jumped up and retreated from the way they came.

The cold-faced gray-clothed man waved his hand: "Put." ”

Forty or fifty crossbows were fired in unison, and the weapons in the hands of the black-clothed disciples on both sides danced together, forming a light shield, blocking the crossbow arrows one after another, and the four or five disciples were hit by the crossbow arrows, and they were not fatally wounded.

However, after being hit by the arrow, the disciples only took a few steps before their faces turned black and they fell to the ground and died. The sword eyebrows and the black-clothed people had a secret pain in their hearts, and the disciples of the Eagle Hall were all Lingxiao elites, and they didn't expect that in this little-known small place, there were a few people.

The crossbow could only fire one round, and when the gray-clothed disciples around him finished shooting a round, the black-clothed man with the sword eyebrows shouted: "Go straight to the middle lane." ”

Dozens of people rushed forward with weapons in their hands, and when they saw that they were about to rush to the front of the dozen or so gray-clothed people, the cold-faced gray-clothed people shouted again: "Release!"

The few black-clothed men who rushed to the front waved their weapons, protected their heads, and sacrificed their lives to rush to the hand-to-hand combat, seeing that they were about to hand over a few more steps. A strange "click" sound suddenly sounded in the car next to the man in gray.

The man in black with sword eyebrows suddenly woke up when he heard this voice: "Bow down." ”

As soon as he spoke, the sound of "fluffy puff" in the tarpaulin on the car continued, and clusters of crossbow arrows shot out, with such great power that the tarpaulin flew aside.

Two black, shiny trap crossbows rested on top of the wooden cart, each with two gray-clad men, one turning the crossbow box and the other pulling the frame.

The crossbow was originally made to resist the tide of beasts, in order to kill and injure beasts in a large area, there is a powerful machine spring inside, which can fire hundreds of short crossbow arrows at a time, five times in a row.

Because it was too big and heavy, the crossbow was originally only used on the city tower, but it was later modified by the skilled craftsmen of the Xuanjin Shenji Pavilion, which changed the range to a closer, reduced the number of crossbow arrows fired, and only shot dozens of crossbow arrows at a time, and the transformed crossbow was much lighter and more flexible.

Trap crossbows are expensive, and there are not many of them in the Lingxiao Gate. These Eagle Hall disciples never dreamed that this kind of big killing weapon would actually be placed on the wooden cart that they thought was a robbed medicinal herb. Caught off guard, it was very close, and they fell to the ground with arrows.

Under the cover of several fellow disciples, taking advantage of the gap time after the first round of crossbow arrows, he left his long sword and drew a long rainbow in the air, shooting straight at the wooden cart with a light tail like a comet, thinking about destroying the two crossbows first.

The cold-faced gray-clothed man next to the car jumped up in the air, shook out a silk-like object with his hands and formed a dense spider web in the air, and went down head-on to tightly entangle the flying sword, the flying sword twisted left and right and couldn't break free, and was caught in his hand, and then his hands were staggered and broken.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the black-clothed man with sword eyebrows, and at this time, the second round of crossbow arrows arrived, and several black-clothed men in front of him fell from the arrows, and he was also pierced through the chest by several crossbow arrows.

The rest of the black-clothed crowd was leaderless, some were shot down halfway through the hard rush, and a few were dancing in place with weapons in place, and they ended up in the same way.

The bolts fired from the trap crossbow are thicker and longer than those of the hand crossbow, and the force is extremely strong, and most of the men in black are shot down in two volleys, and all of them fall down after the third round. There wasn't even a moaning around.

Forty or fifty gray-clothed men around him reloaded their crossbows and fired them again at the center. Under the shroud of hundreds of crossbow arrows in front of and back, each man in black was hit by several of them, and many crossbow arrows passed through his body, and there was blood all over the ground. Except for a few disciples who were not completely dead due to hand and foot twitching, the rest were all killed.

The two retreating Lingxiao disciples were swift, and when they heard a strange sound behind them, they accelerated their pace. When he was about to rush out of the woods, he saw a pockmarked man with a long knife walking slowly.

It was this pock-faced man who pretended to be an ordinary person and led the Lingxiao Eagle Hall into the woods, and the two Lingxiao disciples of course knew that he was not a good person, so the two of them fled separately, one left and one right.

The pock-faced man took a stride, and the long knife danced a dazzling arc, and slashed towards the disciple surnamed Sun who was far away from him. The disciple surnamed Sun was extremely flexible and prepared, jumping sideways lightly, and the long knife passed by his waist.

The disciple surnamed Ma was rushing towards the pock-faced man, the long sword in his hand stabbed him in the chest, the pock-faced man took a wrong step, and the long knife in his hand turned back at a strange angle, and swept over the neck of the disciple surnamed Ma.

A head flew up, and the remnants of the disciple surnamed Ma just saw that the same disciple who had already run a few steps also fell to the ground.

The pock-faced man looked back at the disciple surnamed Sun who was cut off by the invisible sword qi, smiled with satisfaction, and suddenly saw a black spot rushing from the woods not far away.

With a long knife in his hand, the pock-faced man stepped forward blatantly, with a strange scream in his throat, an arc-shaped knife flashed, and the wheel on the back of the slanted shoulder strap came to the person.

"Huh?" The man who came was dressed in black, and the cloak that flew straight up behind him was also black when he ran fast. It seemed a bit of a surprise to someone to attack suddenly. However, he greeted him without retreating.

The long knife of the numb-faced man slashed firmly on the outside of the man's shoulder, making a "bell" sound of gold and iron. No sooner had he realized that the man was wearing heavy armor, and a fist smashed firmly into his chest.

The pock-faced man snorted and slumped to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth, mixed with some crushed internal organs.

In the woods, the cold-faced man in gray looked at the dead eyes of the black-clothed man on the ground, and said coldly: "This time, I want to make Lingxiao lose face." They beheaded them, salted them, and hung them from the trees beside them. ”

The men in gray answered, and before they could move, a voice came from afar: "Why humiliate their corpses so much." As he spoke, a man in black in a cloak walked over unhurriedly.

"There's another one?" said the cold-faced gray-clothed man. He was a brother to the pock-faced man and the white-robed young man, and their father had been an elder of the Lingxiao Deacon Hall thirty years ago, but was expelled from Lingxiao in the Lingxiao accident.

Twenty years ago, the father of the three died of hatred and depression, when he saw a cold-faced man full of corpses in front of the Lingxiao Hall leading the two brothers to embark on the road of revenge, and they contacted many descendants of the deacon hall who were also expelled from Lingxiao that year, and sniped the disciples of Lingxiao in the Xuanmu Domain.

Originally, he wanted his third brother to be attached to Lingxiao's entry jade card and sneak into Lingxiao to be a miscellaneous disciple. And then more effective retaliation. After the unexplained death of the white-robed young man, they waited here for almost a month, and finally set up a trap to ambush these disciples of the Lingxiao Eagle Hall.

His gaze went over the head of the man in black of unknown origin, and looked behind him, trying to see the figure of his second brother.

"If you're looking for the one with a long knife, don't bother. The man in black saw what he was thinking.

The cold-faced gray-clothed man shouted angrily, "You killed him?"

The black-clothed man in the cloak slowly walked to the middle of the corpses of the group of Lingxiao disciples and looked down.

"Murderers are always killed, don't you understand this truth?"