Chapter Ninety-Five: Revenge
Autumn is sad, the fallen leaves are finally gone, there are wild beasts in the continuous mountains from time to time to hunt for food, life and death will often be staged here, never stop, comparable to the human world, the smell of blood has never dissipated. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The withered yellow leaves are scattered along the mountain paths, and the withered yellow on both sides of the mountains indicates that the season has entered late autumn.
At the end of the trail, a fast horse galloped like a black lightning bolt, and a man in white whipped it on horseback, his eyes blazing, and he hurried away.
Suddenly, a white-fronted tiger pounced out of the dense forest mountain road, its posture was vigorous, it crossed the treetops, swooped down, opened its bloody mouth, and a pair of front paws flashed with a shining cold light, and grabbed at the young man on the horse.
Oh~~~
The tiger's roar shook the mountains and forests, and when I saw it, it was already overhead, and the pair of tiger claws were cold, and it was a big killing weapon that locked people's lives. The gallop of the horse did not stop, the eyes of the young man on the horseback condensed, and the figure of the tiger pounced in his eyes, and it was rapidly approaching. But in the next moment, the tiger flew out in mid-air, as if it had been slammed, it flipped over the boy's head, and fell to the side of the road, a string of bright red blood flowed out of his forehead, and he was killed on the spot.
A look is a kill.
The young man on horseback did not look back, and the fast horse left a puff of dust and disappeared at the end.
The dead leaves have fallen in late autumn, the sad wind caresses the maple red, and the lamentation echoes in the mountains and rivers, like a cold rain wetting the heart. The sound of horses' hooves could not dissipate the girl's appearance in her heart, and tears rolled down her eyes when she thought about it again.
The autumn wind and cold rain are like a thousand lines of crying on the mountains and rivers. In front of the hazy eaves, the continuous rain drops are endless, and a restaurant has gathered three tables of diners, delicious dishes, intoxicating wine, in this sad and cold season, the warmest is the best.
This is a small city, a civilian city of the mountaintop faction affiliated to the Xu family in the eastern city. There are three inns in the city, all of which are not big, only a few guest rooms and a few wine tables, these three tables are put together, and there are nine people around, talking and laughing and drinking. On the side, the shopkeeper was making calculations, and his face was full of worry.
Two of the nine were middle-aged, and the rest were young people, they were wearing the same costumes and were disciples of the Xu family.
"Haha~~Ha~~~~~" They talked and laughed, clinked glasses again and again, and talked about recent interesting things.
Oh, no.
There was still a man sitting at the small table in the corner, picking at the dishes on the table with chopsticks, and he did not pour wine, but drank flower tea.
The doors and windows on all sides are closed, and there are no candles on this table, I'm afraid that the shopkeeper has forgotten that there is still a person dining here.
After half a ring, the man raised his head and drank the last cup of flower tea, he stood up easily, walked to the nine people drinking in the restaurant, and asked, "Just now, you are saying that about four or five months ago, did any friends enter the eastern mountains?"
The man's voice was silent, and even Xiao Er on the side didn't hear it. The nine people who were talking stopped what they were doing, looked at him one after another, looked up and down and saw that it was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old hairy boy, and asked, "What's the matter, boy, who are you?"
"It's nothing important, I just want to ask. The boy walked to the table, with no other expression on his face, very indifferent.
In the distance, the shopkeeper raised his head and looked at the young man, and then remembered that there was another person eating in the store, he pinched the corner of his clothes and wanted to come forward to collect the bill, but when he saw the young man standing in front of the table of everyone in the Xu family, he lost the courage again.
"Where's the boy, get out of here!" said one of the young men impatiently.
"Do you know about this?" the boy looked at the man who spoke.
"I don't know. The man glared at him.
"Oh, shut up then!" the boy ignored him, but instead focused on the middle-aged man who had just spoken about it.
The middle-aged man's heart jumped, he found that the young man's gaze was very heavy, very cold, and there was no murderous aura, but he felt an infinite chill, which made his palms cold, as if he thought of something.
"Are you?~~~~~"
The middle-aged man was just about to open his mouth to ask, but the young man next to him was already impatient, dropped the chopsticks in his hand, stood up and scolded, "Mother, yes, whose wild child, looking for death?"
"I said, shut up if you don't know. The teenager did not look away, but continued to stare at the middle-aged man.
"Look for death!" the young man was furious, but he was about to have a seizure when he felt a chill hit his throat, but then he lost the slightest breath, but a stream of blood splashed in his throat, his eyes widened, and he fell straight back to the ground.
"What!" everyone was shocked, they didn't know how their friend had died, and the people around them didn't notice, but all eyes fell on the boy.
"Kill!" another person scolded, but the young man's gaze was horizontal, and a wisp of murderous intent shot out of his eyes, and the sword came from his heart, piercing his chest and shattering it.
"Say, did anyone in the village survive?, what happened that day?" the young man's words became extremely cold, he did not have the patience to wear them down, and a young man beside him had already punched, but after a broken sound, the young man's hand bone was broken, and he was overturned by a palm, and his head was twisted several times.
The food was still fragrant, and the smell of blood was also permeating the inn, where eight people had died. The originally warm atmosphere instantly became terrifying. The middle-aged man leaned his back against the wooden beam, and in front of him, the young man held a cold knife dripping blood in his hand and pointed it at his throat, his eyes still cold.
"I~~I know~~~ Are you Xu~Xu Sheng?" The middle-aged man replied tremblingly.
"Yes, I'm Xu Sheng, you answer my question. Xu Sheng did not deny it.
"On that day, we were ordered to kill you~~~~~~ one~~~ found the village all the way~~~ We checked the village~~Fa~~ found some ~ clues~~~We~~ let the people in the village tell your whereabouts~~~but~~ but ~~ but they didn't open their mouths~~~We~~~ tied them up~~~ arrested ~~An old village chief threatened~~~~ But they still didn't open their mouths~~~ We killed him~~~ Killed one~~two~~ A dozen of them, they didn't open their mouths, In the end, they resisted~~ We killed almost everyone~~~~ Only captured~ A few captives, the original intention was to threaten you to come out, send a team to tie back here first~~~ but that team was all dead in ~~ halfway through~~~~~ I can't find a sound of death. The middle-aged man trembled and said everything that had happened that day.
Xu Sheng couldn't hold back his tears when he heard this, he was the one who harmed the people in the village, and they would rather be killed in order to save him.
"How did they die?" asked Xu Shengqiang.
"We don't know, they were all killed by sharp weapons, and the difference in strength between the two sides is too great. We suspected you were coming!" said the middle-aged man.
"What about those who were arrested?" Xu Sheng asked.
"We arrested a total of six, but there was only one person's body at the scene, and there was no trace of the others. We couldn't find it. The middle-aged man replied.
"Is there a beautiful woman named Lan Er, Lan Xiang? Xu Sheng continued to ask.
"Heh~~~," the middle-aged man sneered, "What's the use, do you think you can take revenge?"
"Yes, sooner or later, a **** will kill Xu Sha. Xu Sheng said indifferently.
"Haha~~~Hahaha~~~~~~" The middle-aged man suddenly laughed and said, "Can you kill Xu Sha?" haha~~Okay~~~ Xu Sha is on the top of the mountain, you go to kill!You go~~~~"
"What are you talking about?, Xu Sha is not in the central city of the Xu family?" asked Xu Sheng suspiciously.
"Yes. The middle-aged man nodded and said, "He's in the Peak Sect!"
"Oh. Xu Sheng nodded, and the knife in his hand stabbed forward, sinking into the throat of the middle-aged man, and bright red blood gushed out, and it had become hell here.
In front of the counter, the shopkeeper trembled and put his head under the stool. Xu Sheng only glanced at it coldly and then pushed the door and left.
Soon after he left, Chen Zheng and the others came quickly, grabbed the stupid shopkeeper and asked, and left quickly after learning the details.
Boom la la ~~~~~~~~~~~
Winter is a dry season, but once it rains, it is extraordinarily cold, the icy rain soaks into the collar, the biting chill comes with the wind, and at the same time mixed with deep sadness, the dusk will make people recall the pain in their hearts.
A fast horse galloped on the deserted path, this lonely figure had left the inn for a day and a night, the young man on horseback was constantly beating his cheeks by the rain, but his eyes were always firmly looking ahead, and his face was full of hatred.
"Bad boy, don't go. We need to talk. In the rear, a black horse quickly caught up, and Chen Zheng's long hair was upside down on the horse's back, soaked by the rain.
Xu Sheng stopped, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he smiled without a smile, "Okay, senior brother." Wait for me to kill Xu Sha first. ”
"Haven't you ever thought this was a trap?" said Chen.
"I have already investigated clearly, Xu Sha is on the branch of the mountaintop faction, and there is no master beside him, if I miss it, I will have no chance!" Xu Shengdao.
"He is the future of the Xu family, and the Xu family will not let him be in the slightest danger, it's not that simple. Chen Zheng blocked.
Xu Sheng's face sank, but soon he squeezed out a smile and said, "He is not the future of the Xu family." ”
"Listen to Senior Brother, plan first, is it okay?" Chen Zheng had a rare straight face.
"I don't want the revenge to drag on for a few years, and it will take more than ten years before it can be avenged, otherwise they will never be at peace. ”
"Just one night, after we make arrangements, Senior Brother won't stop you. Chen Zhengdao.
Xu Sheng's smile was not maintained, he was like a hard-working and strong child, and finally nodded in compromise.
Things change and change, and people walk and walk and then disperse. No one knew if this departure would be a farewell, at the door of the temple of the mountaintop sect, a young man in white was standing, looking at the rain curtain in the sky, his black hair was blown by the wind outside the door.
"Young master, the fifth letter has arrived. The Great Elder is urging you to go back quickly!" Behind him, a maid walked over and handed over the letter in his hand.
"Heh~~~ haven't you seen you for a few months, there's nothing to worry about. You help me deliver a message and tell him that I will go back the day after tomorrow. The young master in the maid's mouth was Xu Sha, and he waved his hand to let the maid retreat, but added another sentence, "You go back with the elders first in the evening, no one in the mountaintop sect will be unfavorable to me." ”
"Yes. The maid retreated.
Xu Xu opened the letter and glanced at it, then stuffed it into his clothes, he continued to look at the rain curtain, his eyes were deep, as if he could see thousands of miles away, and said to himself lightly, "Yu'er, my brother will avenge you." ”