The night was not destined to be peaceful.

Shenjia Village is not far from Fucheng, although you can't hear the sound from the city gate, you can see that there is a faint fire flickering there.

The patrol cleared the entrance to the village as fast as they could, and everyone returned to the ravine.

"Brother Xingluo, should I go over there again and ask about the situation?"

Shen Qingsong felt that being a messenger was a bit addictive, and his eyes were shining.

"No, you don't."

Shen Xingluo said, "The mob must have someone return. ”

It only takes a few days since the refugees became mobs, and everyone has selfish motives, so it is impossible to twist them into a rope in a short period of time.

Once there is a slight change at the gate of the city, these 20,000 people will become a plate of scattered sand.

In such a situation, it is inevitable that someone will want to escape.

I just don't know if the five princes who rushed over from the Huaishan camp can take down all the people.

Shen Xingluo's guess was exactly right, when Cheng Xi was sitting on a stone and was about to fall asleep, there were bursts of wails and footsteps from the direction of the gate of the city.

"Here we are."

In a short time, one after another scattered mobs fled in a hurry.

Not to mention weapons, even the clothes on their bodies were in tatters, and some people even had blood flowing.

"So much?"

Cheng Xi looked at it and found that there were quite a few people behind him, and there were thousands of people at least.

Shen Manchu immediately led people to wait for him, and the enthusiasm of the patrol team was mobilized again.

"Everyone, prepare!"

Shen Xingluo no longer watched, and his dark eyes showed a bit of fierceness.

"Qingsong, tell Song Zhi's people, and I'll do it later."

"Yes!"

Shen Qingsong's emaciated figure slid away like a loach again.

The mob returning from Fucheng seemed to be frightened by the officers and soldiers, and their steps were scattered, and there was a panic all over their bodies.

Although the morale is gone, there is a good saying, it is called punching the master to death.

The patrol still didn't dare to relax.

The mob was divided into two groups, one group fled in the direction of Qingshan Village, while the other part thought it had been taken and came directly towards the houses in Shenjia Village.

Most of the traps that had just been destroyed were useless, and the patrol team could only activate the second plan.

"Pull!"

Lian Hu shouted, and a rope suddenly appeared at the entrance of the village, and the mob rushing to the front was immediately tripped up.

With a pop and pop, a bunch of people had fallen on the ground.

Then the bow and arrow were shot out of the ravine, and the feathers of the arrows were still covered with the blood of the previous wave.

"Whoosh-"

"Ahh

"Run!"

When Shen Xingluo and Cheng Xi came out of the ravine, hundreds of elite soldiers who were in ambush not far away also rushed out.

Hit on both sides.

"There are officers and soldiers, there are officers and soldiers here!"

The mob was in disarray, and thousands of people were crowded together.

The patrol showed no mercy, and all those who tried to storm the village were put down, and the weapons in their hands did not stop at all.

Cheng Xi pressed the current of the electric baton to the maximum, but if he swung it, he would definitely pour a piece.

In a short time, the weapons of the crowd were bloodied again.

I don't know when, there was a sound of horses' hooves in the direction of Fucheng, and everyone took the time to look only to see the elite soldiers wearing battle armor coming towards this side.

"Whoever injures the people, kill!"

The leader tightened the reins of his horse, and the sonorous voice reached everyone's ears.

The fifth prince, Fu Chengqi, sat on horseback, and with a wave of the halberd in his hand, he eliminated the two nearby mobs.

With just one glance, he saw Shen Xingluo, who was the most prominent in the crowd.

His sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and there was a little more surprise in his sharp eyes.

"Song Zhi, who is that person?"

"He is Shen Xingluo."

Shen Xingluo.

Fu Chengqian is no stranger to this name, especially in recent days.

Jiang Lao mentioned this name more than once in his letters to him, so he sent someone to check on this person.

"He is Xie Yuan in last year's township test, how can he have such a powerful skill?"

Decisive and resolute, with outstanding temperament.

and the word scholar can be said to be completely incompatible.

Fu Chengqian almost suspected that the person he was going to ask and Song Zhi did not see the same.

"It is said that I have studied with Cheng Daqian for some days, and he is the best dart head in the martial arts of Hongwei Dart Bureau."

Song Zhi subconsciously went to look for Cheng Daqian, but before he could find someone, he was stunned by Cheng Xi's operation.

“！！！”

That, isn't that Uncle Cheng's daughter?

He had met him in the village a few times, and every time he met him, he smiled and looked cute and lovely.

What did he think at the time?

Uncle Cheng is such a horizontal man, but he gave birth to a cute and loving daughter.

But now?

Song Zhi subconsciously touched his face, and for some reason he felt a little pain.

"It's incredible!"

The little lady just held a stick in her hand that was not too thick, how could she knock down a large piece with a swing?

Moreover, the fallen person was still far away from her, and was not swept even a little by her stick.

This doesn't make sense!

Fu Chengqian also noticed the only bright color in the crowd.

Cheng Xi's clothes and emaciated figure are the same as the others.

"Who's that?"

There is more than one master in this village?

"That's Shen Jieyuan's wife, Uncle Cheng's daughter."

“.？”

Fu Chengqian couldn't help but glance sideways at his right-hand man, and saw that Song Zhi's mouth had grown, not so much surprise as fright.

You don't know if you dare to love?

I have spent so many days in Shenjia Village.

*

The refugee uprising finally came to an end today.

As the weather became brighter and brighter, the Qingshanzhai bandits in Shenjia Village were taken over by Song Zhi overnight, and almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they left the village.

Especially the scarfaces, the expressions of happiness on their faces are simply not too obvious.

"It's time to get out of this, woo-woo-"

"Never want to come back!"

"Hurry up, don't look back, don't look back!"

More than 250 people walked faster than one under the "escort" of the soldiers, and if it weren't for the threat of weapons next to them, they would have flown up.

This made the officers and soldiers in charge of escorting very puzzled.

"What's the matter, something seems to be wrong with this bandit?"

"Looks like you're willing to go to prison with us?"

"It doesn't make sense!"

"Aren't you scared by the name of our five princes?"

"It must be so!"

The officers and soldiers were as fierce as tigers, and in the end, they nodded solemnly, with an expression of "I have seen through the truth".

At that time, in the ancestral hall of the Shen family.

Fu Chengqi, Jiang Lao, and Shen Xingluo each sat on one side, and a thick account book was spread out on the wooden table in the middle.

"This is the warehousing account book of the Zhou Mansion?"

"Yes, I took it myself."

Jiang Lao picked up the account book and flipped through a few pages, then checked the gift list provided by Zhuang Kun for a moment, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

"It's all right."

"Now that the evidence is complete, it seems that the trial can begin."

Open the Plane Dungeon tomorrow!

Leveling up~

(End of chapter)