"Do you think I can't do anything if you don't say it?" Xia Yue said: "Living at the foot of Changshui Mountain all year round, it seems that you don't know much about Daliang. ”

The man looked up and waited for Xia Yue.

Xia Yue said lightly: "I know that you may have to do something, not very good things, probably to kill the three villages under Changshui Mountain." ”

The man is now also broken and broken, not admitting it, not denying it.

Xia Yue said: "I am indeed an official sent by the imperial court to deal with this matter, but I am only dealing with this matter, not to ensure that the villagers under Changshui Mountain are safe and sound." It's certainly best to fix this before they get hurt, if it doesn't work. It is not impossible to avenge them. ”

The man's eyes widened for a moment: "What do you mean by this?" ”

Xia Yue said: "You really don't understand what I mean? ”

The Great Liang had ruled over the land for hundreds of years, and the emperor loved the people like sons, and he would be angry if he knew that there were so many villagers who lost their lives because of something that had nothing to do with them a hundred years ago.

But if you are angry again, you can't come back to life after death, so you can only avenge them.

Moreover, Chimeng is just a minority tribe in the border area.

In the eyes of Daliang, these belong to the wild people, and they are not a climate.

If the saint was killed, if they just sent someone to the foot of Changshui Mountain, the person who killed the saint would be executed, and the saint would be avenged. That's right, wherever it goes, the villagers under Changshui Mountain don't take advantage of it.

But it's different now.

Now that several generations have passed, the murderer of that year, whether direct or indirect, has become a white skeleton.

But they are still taking revenge.

This kind of non-stop killing, there is no support from anyone.

It is impossible for a small tribe to allow a small tribe to do such a thing to the people under its jurisdiction.

This is worth it, today there is Changshui Village, what about tomorrow?

Who knows how many people they will kill if they are unhappy, and whether it will affect the emperor's rule?

Xia Yue said: "If you insist that this is a never-ending game. Then we must be mentally prepared for the destruction of the whole race. And you should understand that the girder has this ability. ”

The man's teeth creaked, and he stared at Xia Yue's eyes, revealing Sensen's killing intent.

But Xia Yue didn't care.

Just kidding, was the boss of the six doors scared? There are more people who hate me and want to kill me, how old can you be?

Just when everyone thought that Xia Yue's threat was very weighty, and the man should not gamble with the lives of their entire clan, the man suddenly laughed.

"Do you think that if you say a few words, I will let Changshui Mountain go? You're wrong. Even if my people are here now, they will all die, and the people of Changshui Mountain will also die. ”

Everyone was a little surprised.

Could it be that the status of the saint in the Chimeng tribe is so high? So high that the whole clan is willing to bury her with her?

But this doesn't make sense, if the status of the saint is really so high, how can the people let her come to Changshui Mountain?

Ye Caitang only felt a flash of inspiration in his mind, and suddenly said, "I know." ”

Everyone looks at her together, what do you know?

But you often know some weird things, let's hear about it.

"Rebirth, their people have a legend of rebirth and resurrection." Ye Caitang said: "The woman before also mentioned that the reason why they killed people in Changshui Mountain was to resurrect the saint. As long as enough people are killed, their saint can be resurrected. So death is not particularly terrible for them, because they believe. In a certain way, death can also be resurrected. ”

Although this is a very thing, and Ye Caitang believes that no one in their clan must have seen a real resurrection.

But the more remote and incommunicative the few tribes, the more absurd and outrageous their rumors will be, and the more determined they will be.

Even if no one has seen the real resurrection for generations, it is still passed down from generation to generation, and there is no doubt about it.

After listening to Ye Caitang's words, the man laughed, obviously, he had no fear, and it was precisely because of this.

And the hearts of the people sank.

None of them believed in the resurrection of the dead, but the men did. The point is that what he believes in itself is a very ridiculous thing, and it takes a long, long time for them to achieve it, which leads to a result, and it is very difficult for you to debunk this absurdity for a moment.

He can't produce hard evidence, and neither can you.

But the villagers of Changshui Mountain may not have much time left.

Xia Yue shook his hand and came to the door, he couldn't wait any longer.

It was already late autumn, and the wind was howling, Xia Yue looked at the sky: "I thought about it just now, there are hundreds of households and hundreds of villagers under Changshui Mountain. It's not so easy to kill them all, and the best way is to poison them. ”

Of course, if there are people with particularly strong martial arts, they can cut melons and chop grass all the way to kill them, but the people of the Chimeng tribe obviously don't have any martial arts masters, so if they do, there is no need to be so troublesome.

What they are good at is poisonous weeds, poisons.

If you want to poison the whole village, there are only two ways, the first poison is in the water, and the second poison is in the wind.

The poison is in the water, and it is slower.

It's the middle of the night, and no one will get up to drink water, and most of the villagers' water is picked from the two rivers on the side of the mountain, but it is all living water, and it is not easy to poison.

Even if there is a way to keep the poison in the water, it is impossible for more than a hundred households to carry water at the same time, as long as someone is poisoned, the rest of the people will be alert. óΠъ.oяＧ

Then the only possibility now is to put the poison in the air, and let the poisonous smoke blow all over the mountainside with such a strong wind tonight.

Xia Yue immediately ordered: "Take us to the upwind." ”

In fact, Wang Tong and Liu Sha both hesitated, because it was too dangerous.

No one knows how far the people of the Chimeng tribe have gone to the matter of poisoning, if they come halfway to the poisonous smoke, or walk closer, won't they also be poisoned when they smell the poisonous smoke?

They are not greedy for life or afraid of death, but they feel that their young master cannot take this risk.

Wang Tong immediately said: "Young Master, I will go over with Lao Liu, and you will take them first." ”

"That's not going to work." Si Hu also said, "I'll go too." ”

Zhang Rushan nodded again and again.

They meant that they would go together, and let Xia Yue take Ye Caitang to leave the range of the poisonous smoke immediately.

Although Xia Yue is a leader, he is definitely not a leader who is greedy for life and afraid of death. It is impossible to let his subordinates go on an adventure alone, he glanced at Ye Caitang.

Ye Caitang spread his hands.

"Actually, I don't think things are so pessimistic."

"How?"

Ye Caitang said: "It's windy tonight, it's a good weather for poisoning, but tonight's wind is too big." ”