Listening to the advice of the guards, Yang Mo walked towards the city with doubts, and when he passed through the city gate, he saw that there were thirty or forty corpses neatly placed near the city gate.

The corpses were wrapped in straw mats, and they couldn't be seen clearly, but they smelled a little stinky from afar, and they had obviously been sitting for a while.

After seeing these corpses, Yang Mo thought to himself, could this corpse be related to the big case that the guards said.

With the conjecture in his heart, he continued to lead the horse forward, and when he entered the city, he thought to himself that he would not be in a hurry to buy a horse, but that it would be better to eat something first, freshen up and rest for a day.

Thinking of this, he found an inn called Keyuelai, ready to complain, the inn's running hall is also a clever person, seeing him leading the horse coming, Lao Yuan welcomed him in.

This runner skillfully helped Yang Mo take the reins of the horse, and asked with a smile on his face: "The guest officer is alone, is he playing or staying in the hotel?" ”

Yang Mo said: "If you live in the hotel, you have to go to the room, prepare hot water, and I want to take a bath." ”

"Okay, please be objective."

Saying that, the little guy turned his head and shouted into the inn: "A distinguished guest has entered the door, go to the room, and the old man will prepare hot water, and the guest will take a bath." ”

Yang Mo took off his sword and saluted from his horse, and entered his room under the leadership of another running hall in the store, the upper room had a total of two rooms, one inside and one outside, bright and spacious, and complete with all things.

This inn is not lost in the province, the tables and chairs in the house are new, the bedding also looks very clean, it smells bad, the ground is tidy, and it is obviously often taken care of.

Not long after Yang Mo put down his things, he saw that the guy had already arrived in the bathtub in his house with hot water, and felt that this service was also comprehensive and fast.

After taking a comfortable bath, not only did the dirt be removed, but the spirit was also a lot refreshed, and he took out a black robe from the package he carried and put it on.

He made two sets of these clothes according to the style of the Quanzhen Sect, using breathable and comfortable materials in later generations, which were much better than the original.

Picking up the dusty robe, Yang Mo walked downstairs and summoned a man, handed him a piece of broken silver and said, "Go and help me find a washerman to wash it up, and I'll reward you with the rest." ”

Seeing the guy leave happily, Yang Mo found a table with no one to sit down, and ordered four dishes and one soup to fill his stomach.

When the ordering rantang was leaving, Yang Mo suddenly thought of more than a dozen corpses at the gate of the city, so he asked the rantang.

When he heard Yang Mo's question, a trace of scruples appeared on his face, and he whispered: "It's better to ask less about this matter objectively." ”

When Yang Mo heard this, he asked a little strangely: "I'm still bothering the little brother to make it clear." ”

Saying that, he gave Na Pao Tang a piece of broken silver without a trace, and Na Paotang's face immediately changed, and after looking around carefully, he whispered.

"They were originally residents around the Fuwei Dart Bureau in the city, and they suffered this disaster because of the Fuwei Dart Bureau."

Yang Yu asked, "How do you say this?" ”

ran back to speak more carefully, and leaned over to Yang Mo's side and lowered his voice a little.

"That Fuwei dart bureau does not know what opponent in the rivers and lakes, the people of the full dart bureau were killed a few nights ago, and the opponent did not stop after killing people, and set a fire to the entire dart board, but unfortunately it was a windy day that night, and the fire burned from the dart board to dozens of houses around, and the people in those houses were still asleep, and they were burned to death."

Speaking of this, this rantang sighed and said: "The next morning, the government sent people to dig up hundreds of corpses from the ashes, men, women and children, not to mention how miserable the scene was, those people were burned all night, they were all charred, adults and children were glued together." ”

Hearing this, Yang Mo felt a wave of anger burning from his chest, rushing towards the Baihui above his head, making him unable to maintain calm any longer, and slapped his palm on the table in front of him.

only heard a bang, and the table was torn apart by him on the spot, and the table in the middle palm turned into wood powder.

Such a movement frightened the people who ate in the inn, and it can be seen that everyone saw that his martial arts were so strong, no one dared to speak, so they could only check out and leave quietly, and the innkeeper was so frightened that he trembled behind the counter, and he didn't know what to do at all.

Yang Mo finally understood at this moment, what the big case was in the mouth of the guard, as for the person who killed the person, there was no need to think that it was all done by the Qingcheng faction.

When Yang Mo was originally reading the original book, he saw that Lin Pingzhi had gone to Changsha Fuwei Dart Bureau to separate, and had overheard two Qingcheng disciples talking under the window.

One of the disciples said that the fire in Nanchang City was set by a senior brother surnamed Pi, and it accidentally affected the innocent people around.

When he saw that, although he thought that Senior Brother Napi was very bad, he just swept it away and didn't take it to heart.

But now that he was there, listening to such a tragic and inhumane thing told by this running hall, he couldn't tolerate it at all when he grew up in a civilized society, and he couldn't wait to crush the bones of Senior Brother Napi to ashes.

However, after discovering that his palm frightened many people, Yang Mo suppressed the anger in his heart a little, it was the Qingcheng faction who killed and set the fire, and he couldn't get angry in front of these ordinary people.

Yang Mo looked at the running hall next to him who had just spoken to him, and found that the other party had been so frightened by him that he was trembling, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

"You don't have to be afraid, I'm angry with the murderer who set the fire, and it has nothing to do with you."

Although he listened to Yang Mo's explanation, Runtang was still a little scared, but he hurriedly complimented Yang Mo.

"The Taoist is a chivalrous man, so he naturally can't get used to those bad guys."

Yang Mo didn't take the compliment to heart, as if he thought of something, his face was full of doubts and asked: "Didn't you say that hundreds of corpses were dug up, then why are there only forty or fifty straw mats outside the city gate?" ”

Rantang heard the words and replied: "The bodies of relatives at home were naturally taken away for burial, there are no relatives, or they can't even tell who it is, naturally no one wants to care, I'm afraid that when this limelight passes, it will be thrown into the mass grave by the government, and the straw mat is still covered by the government because the corpse is too scary." ”

Hearing these words, Yang Mo filled his heart with a little more anger, but he knew that no matter how angry he was now, it would be useless.

After burning the Nanchang Branch, the Qingcheng disciple surnamed Pi didn't know where to hide for a long time, so he could only go to Hengshan City to see if he could find him and avenge these innocent people.

However, thinking that the group of people outside the city gate was about to burst into the wilderness, Yang Mo really couldn't bear it, and took out a silver bar from his arms and handed it to Runtang.

"You go find some people, claim those corpses, and then find a place to bury them, and if you dare to fool me, I will make you the same as this table"

When he heard Yang Mo's threatening words, not only was he not afraid, but straightened his back, and the compliment on his face disappeared.

He said with some awe-inspiring air: "How can the Taoist chief look down on me so much, although the little one has no ability, but he also knows what is good and what is bad, this matter Dao Chief does not need to say, I will also do it beautifully, let the dead be buried in peace." ”

"It's Poor Dao who misunderstood you, and I'm here to apologize to the little brother."

Yang Mo said, and actually got up and arched his hand towards the running hall.

Running the hall thought that Yang Mo would apologize to him as a master, and in a panic, he arched his hand indecently.

"The Taoist is kind-hearted, chivalrous, and courageous, and he is a person who really has a Tao, and I hope that the Taoist will leave a chivalrous background, so that I can tell those dead who let them be buried in peace."

Yang Mo said: "What kind of chivalrous background, there is no need." ”

Ran Tang didn't comply, and continued: "The Taoist chief must stay, otherwise the little one won't help." ”

Seeing this running hall with a persistent face, Yang Mo had no choice but to say: "Don't say the name, the poor Dao Qingyuzi, the teacher is the end of the Nanshan Quanzhen Dao." ”

After getting the origin of Yang Modao, the one who ran the hall left, and in the afternoon, he ran back to inform Yang Mo that the corpses had been buried.

After Yang Mo learned about this, he rested at the inn for one night, and went out from the north gate of Nanchang the next day, ready to go to the horse market to buy two horses to transfer.

He had walked less than a mile after leaving the city, and he saw a place where a stable and a grille were built, and that was where the horse market was.

After entering the horse market, he exchanged the original jujube red horse and silver for two new horses, and led out of the horse farm to prepare for Hengyang, Hunan.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw that at the corner of the gate of the horse market, two people dressed like Najia Renda and Yu Renyan walked over, except for the people of the Qingcheng faction, who else would be dressed like this.

Moreover, most of the disciples of the Qingcheng faction who could appear here at this time slaughtered the Nanchang Branch of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, as well as the two senior brothers who burned those people.

Thinking of those innocent dead people in Nanchang City, Yang Modang felt that the anger in his heart was uncontrollable, his sword eyebrows were raised, and the anger in his eyes seemed to be gushing out.

He put down his horse and galloped all the way, came to the two of them and asked sharply: "Which of you bastards is surnamed Pi from the Qingcheng faction!" ”

The two people of the Qingcheng faction were used to being arrogant, how could they bear it when they heard that Yang Mo dared to talk to them like this.

Among them, the stronger one took a step forward and said: "Ge Laozi, Lao Tzu is your Uncle Pi, which turtle son are you!" ”