The courtyard that was still lively yesterday is full of blood at the moment.

There were several corpses lying on the ground, and flies were buzzing around, and the scene looked really uncomfortable.

Outside the courtyard, some villagers gathered together, but they only dared to look from afar, and they didn't dare to go inside at all, for fear that one would accidentally put themselves in.

When Song Xuan and the others came here, they could vaguely hear the rumors of some long-tongued women.

"I said a long time ago, the daughter-in-law of the old Zhang family looks like a fox, it's not a good thing, you see, it's really hard to suffer now, right?"

"But what a broom star, she killed everyone in her husband's family on the day of her wedding, why didn't she die herself?"

"I heard that I went to report to the official, hey, who knows whether to report to the official or take the opportunity to escape! If you want me to say, it was she who attracted the adulterer and harmed the old Zhang family! ”

Sorry!

The masked Song Qian held the bride in one hand, and pulled out the long sword at her waist with the other, the cold sword light actually exuded a cold air in the sun, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the mouthy women in the distance.

Don't look at these women in the village, everyone dares to spread rumors, but when they encounter Song Qian's ruthless stubble who draws his sword if he doesn't agree with him, they suddenly become dogs, and they don't need Song Qian to speak, they just disperse in a hurry.

"A bunch of long-tongued women, ignore them!" Song Qian comforted.

The bride's face was pale, and she just shook her head lightly, and said nothing.

Soon, Song Xuan carried Lin Daiyu and flashed a few afterimages at the entrance of the village, and fell outside the courtyard with a whoosh, and just put her down, the little cousin spit out.

Song Qian glanced at her brother, she didn't understand, how did Sister Lu Qingxue, who didn't know how to pity her brother who cherished flowers and jade, was pinched to death?

Song Xuan stepped into the courtyard, briefly inspected the corpse, and after confirming that it had been killed, he beckoned to Song Qian.

"Don't be stunned, get acquainted, let them settle down!"

......

In a small forest outside the village, Song Xuan held a jar of wine and sprinkled it in front of several new graves.

"Uncle, I buried your husband and wife together, next to your two sons, there is a companion on Huangquan Road, and I will not be lonely."

"Don't worry, you invite me to drink, I will give you justice, there will always be a result in this matter!"

"There won't be a damn person less!"

The bride didn't say a word from beginning to end, silently burning the paper in front of the graves of her parents-in-law and her husband, and after the yellow paper was completely burned, she turned around and knelt down at Song Xuan.

"Engong, I haven't read much, and I don't speak much. In a word, our husband and wife will repay your kindness in the next life, and we will repay your kindness by being a cow and a horse! ”

As she spoke, she raised her head and stared at Song Xuan without blinking, as if she wanted to remember his appearance in the depths of her soul.

"Engong, the people who killed my whole family, they will die, right?"

Song Xuan nodded, "None of them can escape!" ”

The bride smiled reluctantly, and then she began to kowtow, knocking and knocking, and her body stopped moving, Song Qian hurriedly stepped forward to check, but saw that there was black blood flowing out of the corner of the other party's mouth, and she was already angry.

"She committed suicide by poisoning! It should be that before going to the county government to beat the drum and sound the grievances, the poison should be prepared! ”

The corners of Song Qian's eyes were a little moist, and she reached out and groped out a small bottle from her arms, which contained the little Huan Dan of Xuanyi Wei's hair, which was specialized in treating all kinds of injuries.

"I don't know if this elixir can detoxify, if it ......"

Song Xuan stretched out his hand to stop her, "Forget it, she has made up her mind to die, and being alive is just a torture for her." ”

Song Qian's lips moved, silently withdrew the pill, and angrily scolded a dirty word that Song Xuan had said before.

"This fucking feudal society!"

After scolding, she began to dig a pit by herself, burying a couple together, and after doing this, she took a deep breath.

"Brother, do you want to go through the process, or do you want to kill directly?"

Song Xuan glanced at the newly erected tomb, he only blessed the newcomers who had been married for a hundred years yesterday, and they were all dead today.

Thinking of this, his expression was a little solemn, "The process is too slow, we have to hurry south, let's kill directly!" ”

"Good!"

Song Qian subconsciously hugged her little cousin's waist, "I'll send you back to the boat first, the next picture may be a little bloody." ”

Lin Daiyu shook her head, "Cousin, cousin, let's be together, if I don't see that scumbag die with my own eyes, I can't calm down!" ”

Song Qian looked sideways at the elder brother, "What do you say, do you want to take it?" ”

"Take it."

Song Xuan said lightly: "Since you don't want to be a caged bird, you will come into contact with such things sooner or later in the future, the rivers and lakes are never as beautiful as you imagined." ”

......

In the afternoon, there was a misty drizzle falling from the sky and the earth, and the pedestrians on the streets were sparse and busy going home to hide from the rain, and there were hardly a few people in sight.

Song Xuan and the three of them held paper umbrellas, as if walking in the rain, and came to the outside of a manor.

Song Qian said in a low voice: "I have inquired clearly, this is the property of the son of the county guard, and someone saw him coming here in the morning." ”

Song Xuan didn't ask her how she inquired, just like Song Qian would never ask him what kind of internal strength he was cultivating.

Glancing up at the dark sky, Song Xuan took out a black scarf from his sleeve robe to cover his face.

"Brother, wearing a mask shouldn't reveal your identity, right?"

"It's a little useful, but it's not much, mainly to get into the habit of hiding your identity casually."

Song Xuan sneered, "As for revealing your identity...... If you kill all the people, you naturally don't have to worry about being exposed! This kind of weather is the best for killing, a rain can clean up most of the traces. ”

Glancing at the closed courtyard door, he stepped forward and said as he walked: "You protect your cousin, if anyone escapes, regardless of men, women and children, they will be killed!" ”

Maybe it was because of the rain, there was no one outside the manor, Song Xuan walked to the door and stared for a moment, the pure Yang Wuji internal force gathered on the palm, and in the next moment, a palm suddenly slapped out!

Rumble!

Wood chips flew and dust splattered, and the thick-looking gate burst open like debris.

Obviously, he could climb over the wall and enter, but he wanted to break into the door, which shows how much Song Xuan's anger has accumulated at this moment.

The movement of the gate shattering alarmed the guards in the courtyard, and as the son of the county guard, he also gathered some people from three religions and nine streams when he went out.

Some people had a reckless aura on their bodies, and after seeing Song Xuan break into the manor alone, they rushed up directly without saying a word.

Looking at the four or five people rushing over, the paper umbrella in Song Xuan's hand suddenly spun open, and in an instant, he saw the water droplets on the paper umbrella breaking through the air like bullets, only to hear a few pops, and several people fell down in response.

Song Xuan stepped forward with blood, holding an umbrella with one hand, with a cold face, and the killing intent in his eyes, he locked a pale young man not far away!