Yuyin County is located in the north of Jiangzhou, is the location of several of the largest coastal fishing ports in Dayao, the seafood and fish caught in addition to the people of Jiangzhou and a state to enjoy, can also be buried in the ice along the Dayao Post Road with 800 miles of expedited fast horses to the table sitting on the dragon chair in the capital.

It is such a fat and rich place, it happens to be next to the county of Yanyulou, it should be all over the Yanyulou industry, more than 300 large and small fishing boats moored on the shore, most of them belong to the Yanyulou in the open and secret, and the fish and shrimp that come up are also taken from the unified pricing of the Yanyulou foreign steward, and the silver handed over to the sect over the years is quite considerable. Therefore, Yanyulou attaches great importance to it, and there are a lot of people who are stationed here, and all of them are not weak.

Several nearby Jianghu sects are not without covetousness for this industry, but Yanyulou dares to raise a knife to cut off those claws that have crossed the line slightly, and it has been the dominant situation of Yanyulou for decades.

Ma Dayuan has always been a little bored recently, it stands to reason that at this time of year, the autumn is high, and the boat boss goes to sea and returns with a full load, but this man who takes care of half of the fishing boats in Yanyulou is still a little uneasy, Xu is the intuition of a three-story martial artist, this pot-bellied poop man who always prides himself on his hard work is abnormal to the actions of Songfeng Mountain in recent days, and would rather put the silver and not make money, but also reduce the number of trips to the sea, and increase the number of people available at hand.

Yanyulou and Songfeng Mountain have generally been at peace for too long, so this man who has been stained with the blood of three disciples who went out to Songfeng Mountain is also a little slack, and he suddenly tore his face at this time, but he was a little uncomfortable.

Ma Dayuan, who still has a head and a face in this acre of three-point land, travels, and the people of Yuyin County can always see his double-carriage that is also good in the county town.

Ma Dayuan pondered in his heart, since the Songfeng Mountain used three indiscriminate means to make the redemption notes in Yanyulou's hand turn into cash for a while, and the commission of more than 100 boats in his hand has become one of the few industries in Yanyulou that can continue to take money.

At this moment, when the steward of Yuyin County, Yanyulou, was thinking about whether to let some people go to sea, and the silver he earned back could be one or two percent, the wheels of the carriage happened to run over a slightly bumpy section, and beside the road were two rows of dilapidated houses that had been around for some years, that is, homeless beggars haunted.

Due to the bumpy curtain lifted a few moments, an arrow shot out from the delicate long crossbow, pierced the big red peony embroidery in the middle, pierced into Ma Dayuan's heart three inches, the poison quenched on it instantly sealed his blood veins, and the three-story physique of the martial arts only allowed him to hold on for a while longer than ordinary people, but he didn't have time to make any movements, and the movement made by the fat body falling down was hidden in the sound of the wheels, and it was the nearest coachman, and he only thought that it was the movement of his master stretching out his arms and legs.

The wheels of the carriage pressed against the loose stone slabs and splashes of mud and water, and perhaps the coachman had to be far away to find that his master's body was cold.

In the dilapidated houses beside the road, the beggars' already unpleasant bodies smelled of decay, and the assassin who occupied the magpie's nest put away his crossbow and began to sprinkle the prepared fire oil around it.

In a short time, the oil will burn down the already crumbling houses, along with the corpses of a dozen beggars and all the clues, and no one will know what the fire has to do with the death of the foreign steward of the Yanyu Building.

The same thing happened in other counties and counties within the Yanyulou sphere of influence, except for the main building where the main building is located, within a few hours, most of the managers of the industries in half of the counties and counties in Jiangzhou died of unexpectedly, some were poisoned after meals, some were attacked by people walking in the streets and alleys, and some lost their lives in their own homes for some reason.

In a very short period of time, the news of the death of these stewards was transmitted to the island in the middle of the lake in the lake of the lake in the county of Maoli, either by fast horses or by flying pigeons, and the people of the Yanyulou were shaken.

"This is a provocation by Songfeng Mountain! If this revenge is not avenged, how can I gain a foothold in the rivers and lakes!"

"Attacking and killing my Yanyu Lou disciples by this means makes it clear that the foundation of the sect is going to be bad, and we can't bear it, the landlord. ”

"Show those bunnies how powerful our Smoke and Rain Building is!"

"That's right, kill him so that no piece of armor is left in Songfeng Mountain. ”

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In the main building of Yanyu Building on the island in the heart of the lake, the brains of a door gather here, the group is excited, and the words are extremely hateful to Songfeng Mountain, and they are all eager to kill the gate of Songfeng Mountain at the moment.

It's just that Yu Cheng, who is now the owner of Yanyu Building, has not yet appeared, and there is only one of the two deputy owners present, surnamed Zhao Mingwu, the strength of the five-story building of martial arts, the strength of the tiger's back and bear's waist is infinite, and the habitual weapon is two plate axes, and the landlord Yu Cheng is obedient, and he has always made decisions that only make efforts without using his brain, and he has to make a decision or the landlord Yu Cheng is present.

Everyone is waiting for Yu Cheng, the owner of the building who is late, and is waiting for this well-deserved leader of Yanyu Building to make a decision.

However, the expectations of the leaders of these Yanyu Buildings have fallen into vain, and the owner of the Yu Mansion has never been able to show up, but he just ordered someone to send a letter and let these people follow the response.

The expressions of all the leaders when they left were puzzled and even indignant, no one could understand why they had to take an almost peaceful attitude to deal with it, only when the disciples of Songfeng Mountain and the disciples of Yanyulou faced each other could they seek revenge, and they could not even hurt their lives.

If these leaders knew that the landlord Yu Cheng was no longer on the island in the middle of the lake a few days ago, they would not be even more angry.

The paper can't hold the fire, and the conflict between Yanyulou and Songfeng Mountain is only not directly put on the table, and those know-it-alls who have noses that are not worse than dogs have already smelled the bloody gas. However, to the dumbness of the people in Jiangzhou, Yu Cheng, the owner of the Yanyu Building, who has always been known for his retribution, did not react much, as if the deceased was not from the Yanyu Building, and the few conflicts with the disciples of Songfeng Mountain were also petty.

I have to say that perhaps it was the unusual response of Yanyulou that made Songfeng Mountain dare not act rashly, and the latter's erosion of the industry under the name of Yanyulou also slowed down, and for a while, the two maintained a strange stalemate, and looked forward to the day when the deadlock was broken.

At the same time, a group of people who were in the wind and dust, along the Dayao official road, went all the way south from Li County, day and night, and arrived in Qishan County in the south of Jiangzhou when almost no one knew their whereabouts, and quietly entered the Zhangjia house in Qishan County at night, and left quietly before dawn, as for what to say and do....

God knows, you know and I know.