Taking a deep breath, I said to Yue Tian: "You stay here to protect the people in the temple, and I will take Hu San to the village to have a look." ”

Yuetian nodded, I was about to go to the West Village with Huang Mao, but I heard someone behind me shouting to me: "Brother Qingming,"

Looking back, behind him was the extremely worried expression of Li Fengyuan, seeing this, my heart was hot, there is such a woman, who can care so much about my safety, it is really worth dying.

"You have to be careful-" Li Fengyuan said, and then he was about to come over, I waved my hand at him, smiled slightly, and ran out of the Taoist temple with Huang Mao, and ran towards the West Village.

Originally, the Taoist temple was very close to the West Village, but at this moment, we tried our best, and within a minute, we came to the entrance of the village.

I heard the sound of the crowd talking from afar, and my heart was tight, but when I listened carefully, there didn't seem to be any fighting.

As he was about to enter the village, he was confronted by several young villagers, all armed with weapons, but not panicking.

Huang Mao hurriedly stepped forward to talk and asked what was going on, and one of the villagers said breathlessly: "A lot of people have died at the entrance of the village, it seems that they are from Huacun." ”

I was confused when I heard this, so many people died? And it's from Hanamura, what's the situation?

I always thought that the people of Huacun must have come to take revenge, just now it took so long to deal with the bearded, and I was still thinking in my heart, how many people died in the village, but now this villager said that a few people from Huacun died at the entrance of the village, which is really unexpected?

At this moment, I didn't ask too much, so I quickly ran to the entrance of the village to check, and when I got there, I found that many villagers were gathered and discussed, and the sound I had just heard came from here.

When we got closer, the villagers separated a gap on their own, and when I looked inside, I was shocked to see that there were more than a dozen people in white lying in all directions. They lay there motionless, without exception, each of them had a badly deformed head and must have died.

These white-clothed men all had weapons in their hands, and they had obviously come to the village with the bearded man to look for trouble, but who killed them?

I crouched down to scrutinize the wounds on their heads, which if I read correctly, were supposed to be palms. Then it's even more strange, although these people's martial arts are not very high, they are much more powerful than ordinary people, and they are all armed with weapons, so who has such a great ability to hit them in the head with their palms, and every blow is a dead hand?

This person is not only strong in martial arts, but also so ruthless in his attacks, I can't help but take a deep breath.

Huang Mao asked the villagers what was going on, these people were gossiping, and they couldn't hear a thing or two, and finally Huang Mao waved his hand and told the others not to speak, and asked a villager next to him.

This man is small, but he has a sense of agility all over his body, and he holds a long knife in his hand, and it seems that he will also hit twice. He glanced at the dozen or so corpses lying on the ground and said: "Tonight, it was the turn of a few of our guards, not long ago, we were looking for the night, we heard a few screams in the distance, we hurriedly ran to the front, only to see a black shadow flying into the distance, leaving these corpses on the ground. ”

Shadow? Could it be that someone came to the rescue? I suddenly remembered the experience of being rescued several times, the first time I came to the East Village, I was rescued inexplicably at the moment of life and death, the second time was the battle of the Dryad, when the old man was injured and was about to die, someone came to help, and the person's kung fu was not a little bit higher than ours, it was a world of difference, we didn't see what was going on, the man beat the Dryad to death, and then disappeared without a trace.

Well, the person who helped these times must be the same, so who is it? I'm really puzzled.

It stands to reason that it is very likely that the master is very likely, but I can't imagine why he always secretly helps, why can't he show up?

Huang Mao checked it, and after making sure that these people were dead, he ordered the villagers to find a place to bury them, although Huang Mao was young, but probably because he was a person in Yun'an Temple, everyone respected him very much, and obeyed his words.

There were many people to work, so the villagers took tools, found a relatively distant place, dug a big pit, and buried these white-clothed people.

After working for a while, Huang Mao told them not to let down their vigilance, and that Huacun might come to retaliate at any time, and they should add more people to keep vigil.

After the matter was done, Huang Mao and I went around the village again, and after finding nothing unusual, we returned to Guanli.

Li Fengyuan was standing at the door, and when he saw us coming back safely, he seemed very happy, and hurriedly greeted me, grabbed my hand and asked about what happened just now.

Walking into the view, the view was brightly lit, and Yue Tianzheng was standing in the courtyard with an anxious look, and when he saw us, he hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

I told the story of 1510, and they were also surprised when they heard it, and Li Fengyuan asked suspiciously: "Could it be that someone is secretly protecting the village?" ”

I nodded.

Yuetian frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Why do I always think that things are not so simple? But I don't know why I feel this way when I think about it. Is that person who appears frequently in the shadows really for our good, why doesn't he show up? ”

"Well," I said with some anxiety: "There is another problem that is even more tricky, now we have completely offended Huacun, it turns out that Uncle Shi is fine, he can be shocked, and now that Uncle Shi has died, the people of Huacun will definitely not give up, they definitely don't know that those who died were done by someone else, and they will definitely settle the account on our heads."

But that's right, no matter what the purpose of the person who secretly attacked, after all, the villagers were saved, and there is nothing wrong with us having to bear the consequences. The situation may be dangerous now, and I guess that someone from Hanamura could come at any time. ”

At this time, I glanced at the courtyard, only to find that the bearded body was gone, and I asked Yuetian what was the matter.

Yuetian smiled slightly, and said that the people in the temple were carried out and buried.

Yellow Fur was in the distance, I don't know what to say to a handyman, and the old man in the porter opposite was looking at us with a strange expression.

This old man is very inconspicuous, he sits in the gatehouse every day, basically sleeps during the day, and gets up at night to watch.

I have been in the concierge a few times, I have nothing to do and want to chat with him, this person is very polite to see me, the smile on his face is very kind, but he just doesn't speak, and then I asked Huang Mao to know that this old man is a mute.

Since I couldn't see him during the day, I wasn't impressed by this old man, and at this time, seeing him poking his head out of the window, although his expression was not very clear, how could he feel so weird.

I blinked, I guess I was allergic, and I didn't seem to see anything right. (To be continued.) )