Lu Hu, An Rong, and Ouyang are all well-known martial artists in Deling County.

In one day, they were all turned into corpses.

Such news caused a shock in Deling County.

Everyone thought that a large-scale fight would definitely be inevitable.

The Qingcheng Gang and merchants, whose strength has swelled, will find ways to extract more benefits from the results of this battle.

And the Ou family and the Bloody Clothes Gang are also ambitious masters, and the masters of the family gang will never let go of the murderer easily.

However, things turned out beyond everyone's expectations.

In the next few days.

There is an eerie peace and quiet in Deling County.

A few days later, an inconspicuous convoy quietly withdrew from Deling County and left at night.

……

Crunch crunch!

Horse-drawn carriages make rhythmic sounds as they walk on icy roads.

The scenery on both sides of the road is empty, and the once fertile fields are now gray and white, and a few stacks of hay can occasionally be seen piled together.

Several surrounding villages have also become extremely deserted, and there are no people in sight.

"Whew!"

The curtain of the carriage was lifted by a small pale hand.

Su Ping covered his hands, blowing hot air into his palms, and his eyes looked out.

Su Heng followed the carriage with a meteor, holding a wooden stick in his hand, waving it indiscriminately towards the freeze-dried weeds on the side of the road as he walked, making the old man Mei who was in charge of driving a little confused.

It is difficult to put the current Su Heng.

It is linked to Su Heng, who brutally killed three refining martial artists a few days ago.

Su Ping tilted his head, looked at Su Heng and asked, "We leave Deling County now, will we come back in the future?" ”

"Perhaps."

Su Heng thought for a while, threw the wooden stick in his hand aside, and replied casually.

"Oh."

Su Ping nodded, and there seemed to be some reluctance in his eyes.

For her, Deling County is more than just her hometown where she has lived for more than a decade.

What's more, there is also a hope here, maybe if you continue to stay, you will see the eldest sister Su Tong again one day.

And now...

Leaving Deling County, this hope is gone.

"The old doesn't go, how does the new come." Shang Qingwu, who was dressed in white and had a gentle temperament, sat next to Su Ping, and after hearing the conversation between the two, he had a smile on his face and comforted softly: "Yunzhou Mansion is also very good, from Yu Nan Street to Guozhou Bridge, it is full of teahouses, taverns, restaurants and all kinds of tile shopping malls. The business is prosperous, the curiosities are innumerable, and there are many poets who recite poems, and warriors fight in the ring. ”

Shang Qingwu is the eldest lady of the business.

And Su Ping is just a girl who grew up in a peasant family.

There is a huge disparity in status between the two, but the strange thing is that they have unexpectedly gotten along well these days.

The two eat and live together, and have become close friends who talk about everything.

"Qingwu, have you been in Yunzhou before?" The scene depicted in Shang Qingwu's conversation is indeed reverie. Su Ping raised his head, thought silently for a moment, and then asked curiously.

"Hmm."

Shang Qingwu nodded, "However, that was many years ago. ”

"Although the scene in Yunzhou is prosperous, but for me...", she seemed to think of something, and sighed: "After all, it is not as comfortable as here in Deling County." ”

"Really?"

Su Ping scratched his head and closed the "Yunzhou Menghualu" in his hand.

She was delicate, but at this time, she didn't know how to comfort the eldest lady of the merchant.

"Alas, it's my fault, I shouldn't have told you about these bad things." Shang Qingwu's eyebrows curled, and he laughed softly, "Not long before you go, there is Black Wind Mountain. There is a Black Wind Village on Black Wind Mountain, the owner of Black Wind Village is my father's deceased brother, we can rest in the village tonight, replenish food and water, and then set off tomorrow. ”

"Black Wind Village?"

Su Heng heard the conversation between the two.

The owner of this Black Wind Village, Su Heng has also heard of the name.

He is a martial artist who is not weak, and he doesn't know much about other things.

Su Heng frowned and said, "Can the owner of the Black Wind Village be trusted?" ”

"My business can become bigger and stronger in Deling County and earn a lot of silver, which is actually inseparable from these villages." Shang Qingwu said softly.

She was vague.

But Su Heng had stayed in this feudal dynasty for so long, and he understood it at once.

According to Shang Qingwu's meaning, this black wind village is clearly supported by the businessman's people to make it bigger.

Control the roads along the way, the goods of the merchants can be unimpeded, and the goods of other trading houses or families passing through this place will be harassed and robbed by the people of the Black Wind Village from time to time.

In time.

Goods that others have, merchants have, and they are cheaper.

Goods that others don't have, merchants also have, and after a long time, how can they not make money.

"I see."

After thinking about this, Su Heng didn't say anything more.

The person who can be placed in such a position must be the cronies among the cronies. Although the world is chaotic today, there are still many loyal people.

For example, he Su Heng himself, and for example, the bloody gang An Rong who died in Su Heng's hands a few days ago.

A convoy of more than 40 people marched all the way.

When it was dark, I finally arrived at the location of the Black Wind Village.

Trekking up along the mountain path, under the only remaining red light of the setting sun, a stockade surrounded by a simple wooden city wall appeared in the field of vision of Su Heng and the others.

"Shang Heifeng! I'm looking for you, get out of here! ”

Old man Mei took the lead and said with a grin.

His voice echoed through the valley, and some of the surrounding locust trees were shaken, and yellowed dead leaves fell from the pitch-black trunks.

Two or three crows flapped their wings, fluttered up, and ran away.

Su Heng raised his head.

You can see the blood-red pupils of the crows.

"I don't think there's something wrong here..."Su Ping clasped his hands in front of his chest, and his whole body shrunk into a ball, trembling uncontrollably.

When Su Heng reached out and patted her shoulder, her nervousness eased.

"Strange?"

Old man Mei scratched his head, with a puzzled expression on his face.

He stood outside and called for a long time, but inside the village, there was no response at all, as if everyone had disappeared out of thin air.

He circled the wall for half a circle, and not far away, found the entrance gate of the stockade. The gate made of wood, unlocked, opened out with a bang, and a gust of wind blew from inside the stockade.

Syllable!

A broad palm slapped on Old Man Mei's shoulder.

Old man Mei shuddered, and subconsciously wanted to rush forward, and when he saw that the person behind him was Su Heng, he could be considered relaxed.

"Ah!!h

But at this moment, there were cries of terror from the ranks behind him.

Su Heng turned around suddenly, and the owner of the voice was his second sister Su Ping.