For the vast majority of people in Xinling Town, today can indeed be called a memorable day, and there are two children in the town who have not happened for hundreds of years, and there are two children who have reached the admission standards of the Xuan Academy, and where to put this kind of thing is also a topic worth talking about.

Since the people of Xuanzong Hall left, most of the topics talked about by the townspeople in Xinling Town were old adult things related to Qiangzi Longchen, as Longchen's mother, Xiao Yun was already very popular in Xinling Town, so she was naturally congratulated by her aunts who were usually familiar with her. And Uncle Zhang, who is silent on weekdays except fishing and hunting, was blocked by a group of townspeople who liked to join in the fun, and shouted one by one to let him have a drink.

Qiangzi passed the test, which made Uncle Zhang feel more face-saving and quite happy, so he didn't postpone it, and was walked into the only tavern in the town by a group of people.

Long Linyuan usually didn't deal with the people in the town, and he took Long Chen home early, so naturally no one had the cheekiness to go to the house to ask him for a treat, Xiao Yun was a woman, and the men in the town were quite jealous of Long Linyuan's identity as a planter, of course, they wouldn't shout too much in front of Xiao Yun, so they could only collectively turn the target to Uncle Zhang.

It didn't take long for the town's taverns to be crowded inside and out, and the innkeeper, who had always been stingy, broke the convention to allow Uncle Zhang to take credit while smiling from ear to ear.

The sun was shining brightly and the sky was blue, and no one could have predicted that such a good weather would change without even the slightest sign of memor.

Only, the wind and clouds changed in an instant.

The noise from the tavern in Xinling Town spread in all directions, and the laughter and laughter could be heard from afar, but after this sound hit the black cloud that came from the east and stirred up the rolling yellow sand, it was swallowed up by the sound of iron hooves when the black cloud galloped without resistance.

The three hundred black horsemen were like an off-string arrow, extremely sharp into Xinling Town, without any stop, and after entering Xinling Town, they instantly dispersed into a rain of arrows, shooting towards all the houses as far as the eye could see.

Located in the outermost room in the northwest of Xinling Town, Li Laohan, who was over sixty years old and was lying on the bed and sleeping in the cold, was awakened by a rumbling sound, and when he was about to get up and go out to see, the wooden door that was not very strong was suddenly broken, and he didn't even see clearly who the person who broke into the house was, and a steel gun with a child's wrist was submerged in his chest, and he was nailed directly to the wooden bed.

The black cavalry, who had not looked at Li Laohan from beginning to end, pulled out his steel spear and hurried away, accompanied by the neighing of the lion horse under his crotch, and galloped towards another private house a hundred meters away.

Aunt Zhang, who had just walked out of the house to dry her clothes, looked up and was shrouded in a black shadow, and before she could scream, she fell into a pool of blood, and the black shadow got into her house, and in an instant, she directly broke through the earthen wall and flew away, killing all five members of the family.

Not far from the Xinling Town Market, three children of eight or nine years old were climbing and frolicking on the apple tree, laughing at their friends under the tree, and throwing fruit under the tree, the sudden sound of iron hooves attracted the children's attention, but before they could put the surprise on their faces, the steel spear in the hand of the black cavalry who jumped on the back of the unicorn had already pierced the head of their companion under the tree.

Like a stake rubbed into a watermelon, followed by three snake shadows, three children hung among the trees with confused and angry faces, and the bright red blood flowed down into the hole in the back of the child's head under the tree.

Occasional bursts of screams were directly drowned out by the noise in the tavern in Xinling Town, and ninety percent of the prime of life in Xinling Town were concentrated inside and outside the tavern, laughing and scolding, drinking heartily, this may be the most refreshing time they have drunk in recent years, they could never have imagined that it was at such a moment that the black rider from the northwest was rapidly taking the lives of their families.

Three hundred black cavalry like a black cloth pocket gradually wrapped up Xinling Town, everywhere it passed was blood all over the ground, a dead air, when dozens of black cavalry broke into the Xinling Town market, the people in Xinling Town finally woke up, but even if they woke up, in front of these black cavalry, it was really as fragile as a clay sculpture.

Chickens, dogs, jumping and poultry ran around, the bazaar after the iron hooves stepped on it was a mess, the people who didn't have time to react died on the spot, and the people who were not dead were directly scared stupid, and only one of the widows of Zhou, who was usually called a fool, ran to the tavern in the distance.

In the tavern, there was still a lot of uproar.

"Brother Zhang, you can be regarded as boiling out now, Qiangzi has entered the Xuan Academy, and he is soaring!"

"Thank you, thank you!

"Congratulations Brother Zhang, don't forget to take care of our fathers and villagers in Xinling Town in the future. ”

"Thank you, thank you!"

"Qiangzi has entered the Xuan Academy, and he may be the city lord of Qingtian City in the future! I heard that the current city lord of Qingtian City also came out of the Xuan Academy before!"

"Thank you......! Done!"

"Brother Zhang, if you need help in the future, just call us!"

"Okay!

Uncle Zhang, who doesn't talk much on weekdays, is a toast at the moment, and the words he says the most in his mouth are "dry", not only his face is red, but even his eyes are red, the smile on his face is like a wood carving, and the words that are the same in return have become big tongues.

The whole tavern is filled with a strong smell of wine, from the beginning of the toast and congratulations to Uncle Zhang, and gradually turned into a scene of three or two people chatting and guessing bets, inside and outside the tavern is full of people lying on their stomachs, Uncle Zhang, who was saluted in turn, I don't know how many glasses of wine there are, also collapsed on the ground and was a little unconscious, muttering that Qiangzi's mother and Lao Tzu have a good son......

"Dead, dead, all dead!"

Widow Zhou, who crawled from the corner of the alley, went straight into the crowd outside the tavern, stepped on the drunk man lying on the ground and stumbled into the tavern, and the throat came out sharply and sharply to death, this sound that was extremely discordant with the noise of the tavern, not only did not make the tavern quiet, but made the drunks laugh and scold with their voices.

"Yo, Widow Zhou also came to beg for a drink, Brother Zhang wake up, do you want to invite her to drink?"

Uncle Zhang, who was lying on the table, raised his head and looked at it, and snorted inarticulately: "Zhou ...... Widow Zhou?drink...... Drink!"

After saying this, Uncle Zhang fell asleep directly on the table, but people didn't expect that Widow Zhou, who was usually just stupid, jumped on a table and shouted like a marionette: "Dead! Dead! all dead!"

"Crazy! It's a great day, a dead fart!"

A drunken man scolded, picked up the empty wine jar on the table and was about to smash it on Widow Zhou, when the slightly more sober person next to him was about to hold the drunken man, when there was a sudden sound of iron hooves trampling and a dull roar outside the tavern.

The corner of the alley suddenly became dusty, and the fifty black cavalrymen who drilled out like a series of sharp arrows pulled the reins with one hand and immediately stopped outside the tavern, without any words, glanced at the tavern with cold eyes from the narrow gap in the iron helmet, and then moved an empty passage to the left and right.

At this moment, a lion horse, which was obviously much stronger, carried a burly man to the front of the line, and the burly man slowly jumped off the horse's back, took off the iron helmet that covered his head, revealed a bright bald head, looked around, grinned, and went into the tavern.