It rained heavily this night!

In the dim twilight, I could only hear the sound of water pouring in my ears, from the front of my eyes, to the horizon, in the vast wilderness, a qiē wolf bèi fell piecemeal in the rain, shattered, and gathered into a turbid current.

A black boot stepped on the turbid current, splashing a curtain of water, looking up, a man tightly wrapped in a coat and hat, coldly looking at the rugged mountain road in front of him.

His light skills are extraordinary, even in such bad weather, he can freely jump between the cliffs and boulders, and the slippery stone walls are stepped out of a shallow stone pit, like an antelope, walking through the steep mountain road.

He looked left and right, a few inconspicuous shadows, flashing not far away, were also dressed like him, the man raised his head slightly, looking at the looming mountain in the distance in the night rain. It was the main altar of the Ming Sect, the location of the Holy Fire Mountain, and it was only less than ten miles away from them.

In the dark night, dozens of such walkers were heading there, and a young man in Tsing Yi walked in front of them, holding a fluttering oil-paper umbrella in his hand, but no matter how violent the heavy rain outside was, he couldn't squeeze into this small oil-paper umbrella. This man in Tsing Yi is dry.

The person next to him didn't have such good luck, even if it was tightly covered, Huang Shang's body was inevitably a little damp, he raised the hat on his head, and said loudly: "Dudu, although today is a full moon night, but the weather is so bad, I'm afraid it's not time!" ”

"That's great! After a fight, you don't have to bother washing the floor! Chen Ang held an umbrella, walked in the heavy rain, and said with a slight smile: "The rain can cover up many things, some traces, some things, what is going to happen, what is happening, all quietly in the rain." Something always has to happen in this heavy rain, some of us and some of others. ”

"Rain is the best cover for sin!"

Huang Sheng frowned, a little unintelligible about the meaning of these words, and suddenly, he found an inconspicuous trace of bright red in the water flow under his feet, and looked at the traces of the water flow, several Ming Sect disciples, their bodies twisted and lying aside. On the pale face, a pair of eyes were wide open, full of confusion and puzzlement.

"Governor!" Huang Sheng exclaimed in shock.

A blast of thunder struck not far away, under the lightning flashing, those dead faces looked particularly hideous and weird, not far away, a Ming Sect disciple was pierced by a long sword, nailed to a tree, a pair of tiger eyes looked deadly ahead, his face was pain, anger and a nameless sadness.

"Such a wound, so ruthless, so sharp!" Huang Shang went up to check it out, and said with emotion: "The person who holds the sword does not have deep internal strength, but the swordsmanship is vicious and fierce, but it far exceeds the average master, such a style can only be done by assassins!" ”

"This is not only an assassin, but also a woman." Chen Ang looked at the sword wound and said lightly: "She is a very beautiful and thoughtful woman, she is like makeup, she gave him a sword delicately and subtly, so that she can have such a clean and neat wound." ”

"Looks like we've had something interesting."

Rainy nights, murders, women, and duelists who came to the door, so that the water of Mingjiao has begun to be turbid before it has been violently shaken, and some things, catalyzed by the arrival of Chen Ang and others, are quietly fermenting.

Chen Ang looked at the brightly lit Mingjiao main altar and smiled slightly, obviously it was in the heavy rain, but all the Mingjiao disciples who were vigilant and patrolling turned a blind eye to him, and stepped on the stagnant water step by step into the well-protected main altar.

Wherever he passed, the eyes of the disciples of the Ming Sect would always be a little dull, and it was easy to be controlled by the people in the back, and silently, a large part of the patrol system of the Ming Sect was missing.

One by one, the Mingjiao members fell down quietly, and were replaced by Long Xiangwei in a bright red flying fish suit, Chen Ang was like this, step by step, approaching the general altar of the Mingjiao, tonight the lights were brightly lit here, and the flickering candlelight even projected on Chen Ang outside the door through the thick screen window.

Inside, there was a violent quarrel, and a rough voice shouted: "This matter can't be counted like this, can't!" Blood must be paid with blood! We reversed, reversed the court raised by that son of a bitch, and avenged Brother Shi! ”

"Shut up!" Fang La scolded angrily: "Fang Jie, sit down!" ”

He glanced around at the bustling congregation in the hall, looked at their indignant eyes, clenched weapons, let out a long sigh, closed his eyes, listened to his heartbeat, and in the blink of an eye, there was a dead silence in the room.

After a long time, Fang La said bitterly: "Before this matter is clarified, all of you must not make conclusions. ”

"What else is there that you can't figure out?" Fang Jie couldn't bear it, regardless of the pull of the people around him, he jumped out and said: "That dog official injured the Shi Fa King, and it didn't last a few days, the Fa King ascended to heaven, isn't the truth clear?" We want revenge! Ask for justice from the court! ”

"What justice?" Fang La sneered. "The court kills the thief, what justice do you want to beg?"

Fang Jie was slightly stunned, he didn't expect his uncle to say this, his uncle's will to oppose the imperial court has always been the firmest, how did he become like a Zhao'an faction now? He stiffened his neck and said: "Killing that dog officer is justice!" ”

"Mingzun descended into the world, the world was peaceful, and the Song Dynasty court acted perversely, causing public resentment, and the world was not peaceful, so we obeyed the decree to let Mingzun descend into the world, so that everyone in the world was equal and enjoyed peace. That's our justice! ”

Fang La turned to look at everyone, and said word by word: "For the sake of this justice, everyone sacrificed their lives and forgot about death, threw away their lives, and died in the hands of the imperial court, isn't it a matter of seeking benevolence and benevolence?" ”

This sentence landed loudly, "The court killed me with righteousness, and I raised the banner of justice against it, and you live or die, isn't it all a matter of course?" What is there to complain about? Do we still hope that the imperial court will give us a way to live? ”

Everyone clenched their long knives, and their anger turned into determination.

"Sect Leader Fang said well! We have a life-and-death relationship, and it's normal for each other to have deaths and injuries, and it's a bit ridiculous if it's all fair. A cold voice came from outside the door.

"Who?" Fang Jie shouted, and Pang Wanchun, who was beside him, pulled out the four-stone iron tire bow, and a sharp arrow broke through the air, shooting straight out of the door with great strength. The arrow broke through the door, and the sound of the bowstring sounded, and between the lightning and flint, it was a fatal arrow.

The voice outside the door chuckled, and the door squeaked. A green shadow walked up, still holding a fine iron arrow in his hand. Chen Ang smiled and said, "Aren't you waiting for me?" ”

"Dog officer, you still dare to come over, today, I will avenge Brother Shi!" Fang Jie's eyes when he looked at Chen Ang were full of resentment and a deep jealousy.

Sometimes, the 'justice' that sustains a person is the kind of resentment and jealousy of injustice, and they hate injustice, not so much hatred of injustice itself, but envy of the other side of injustice, hatred of the object of injustice.

When they become the object of such benefits, they will defend this 'injustice' tenfold.

Chen Ang sighed slightly, judging from the backbone of the sect like Fang Jie, looking at their wishes and enlightenment, the Ming Sect is nothing more than that!

He looked at Fang Jie, smiled, and said lazily, "You want to avenge Shi Bao?" Then you are looking for the wrong person, since I spared his life, how can I go to such trouble to kill him? I didn't take people like him seriously. ”

"Brother Shi was injured on your hand, and he died of serious injuries, if you didn't do it, who else could it be?" Fang Jie asked angrily: "Could it be that we did it ourselves, ...... you?"

"I'm afraid you misunderstood what I meant!" Chen Ang interrupted lightly: "You think I'm explaining to you?" I'm just saying the fact, what does it matter to me if you don't believe me? That's your choice, and I'm just going to decide what you choose. ”

Chen Ang doesn't care about the attitude of the people in the Ming Sect, the mantis arm is a car, does the car need to care about the attitude of the mantis? It just gives a result. He said that the fact is not that he is trying to change the attitude of others, but that it is a habit of seeking truth from facts, and he is also very 'realistic' in response to other people's reactions.

They are calm, they have nothing to do with Chen Ang, they are impulsive, then they will be crushed.

"Presumptuous!" "You're looking for death!" The Ming Sect members in the hall were all enraged by Chen Ang's attitude of no one in his eyes, and they scolded them sharply, especially a few short-tempered disciples, who were even more impatient and about to draw their swords.

Fang La's eyes swept away, and these people became honest, but there were still people who were unwilling to say: "The court dog official, killing my brother deserves death, and he must not be let go!" ”

As soon as this remark came out, there were many people who should make peace, Fang La sighed and said: "The court is Mingjiao, water and fire are incompatible, you and I are your life-and-death position, today's battle, it is imperative, Shi Bao's death, I have already made a conclusion, not for this trumped-up crime, but you and I are on the side, the position is different." ”

"That's right, I finally met someone who understands." Chen Ang smiled faintly: "Sect Master, please!" ”

Before the words fell, the figure flickered, and there was a wind sound, Chen Ang was still the same, but the whole person seemed to move across the sky, ghostly panning to the door, in the night rain, Chen Ang stood with an umbrella, waiting quietly.