Chapter Thirty-Seven: Gathering in Suzhou City (1)

The cold wind was miserable, and the dead trees creaked.

The stars and moon are low, and the black clouds are thick and hidden.

The noisy quarrels, the messy footsteps, the crackling of torches, made it even more chilly in this bleak cold wind.

Someone looked towards the main hall of Guanyin Temple, and it was vaguely seen that there was a masked man standing high on the roof, holding Mo Bai who was covered in blood and laughing at everyone.

"Ahh

The person who first discovered it was so frightened that he screamed directly, and ran towards the bottom of the mountain while shouting, and everyone followed his gaze and happened to see the ghost-faced man and the looted Mo Bai.

Su Yifei crossed the crowd, confronted the ghost-faced man, and scolded: "Who is so bold?

"Hahahaha. ”

The man's laughter was hoarse and gloomy, and he walked around everyone, then stared at Xue Yihan and said: "If you get away with it today, it doesn't mean that you will have a chance next time, our account will be calculated slowly." ”

Xue Yihan looked at the ghost-faced man angrily, and sneered: "You'd better hand him over to the seniors of the rivers and lakes present, otherwise even the ends of the earth will find you." ”

"Tut-tut" The ghost-faced man made an extremely ugly smack, patted Mo Bai's face, and laughed.

Then I saw that he suddenly broke the fire and burned Mo Bai's clothes, and everyone saw that he was not saving Mo Bai, but to kill people and extinguish his mouth, and they were shocked and flew towards the main hall of Guanyin Temple, and before they got close to the main hall, there was another crackling sound, and a raging fire broke out in the main hall, and there were three masked people standing behind the fire, and the three of them showed their fangs and flew out to prevent the people in the rivers and lakes from robbing Mo Bai.

The ghost-faced man looked at the people below coldly, and never let go of Xue Yihan's every move, only to see Xue Yihan start his light work and jump onto the main hall from the side, and he was about to rush towards him, the ghost-faced man sneered, and directly threw Mo Bai, who was crying wolf from the fire, to Xue Yihan.

While retreating, he called his companions to retreat, and those who did not retreat in time were beaten by the angry Jianghu people, and they were still rescued by their companions, and fled through the sea of fire to the mountain behind the Guanyin Temple.

Xue Yihan saw Mo Bai's body smashing against him, and hurriedly slowed down his pace to move to the side, and with a bang, Mo Bai's body hit the eaves, and then fell straight down, Xue Yihan didn't pay attention to it, and pulled out the dust removal sword with a brush, and chased out towards the ghost-faced man.

Mo Bai fell off the eaves, and the fire on his body was quickly extinguished, but because his injuries were too serious, he was burned by the fire for a long time, and he was unrecognizable, and he died thoroughly, Bai Hong stood in front of Mo Bai's corpse, gritted his teeth, and breathed a sigh of relief, after all, he still avenged his daughter.

Besides, Xue Yihan and the ghost-faced man swept out of the Guanyin Temple one after another, and swept towards the dense pine forest in the back mountain, the night was boundless, the starlight was dim, and the two figures seemed to be unobstructed by vision in the jungle, and they flew like walking on the ground.

You chase me, you chase me.

The rabbits rise and fall, and the geese fly.

Whenever Xue Yihan is about to approach, the ghost-faced man will suddenly turn around and throw out a hidden weapon to stop Xue Yihan's speed, and Xue Yihan is a dust removal sword in hand, no matter how many hidden weapons you have, you can easily dodge it, although it has been delayed for some effort, but it has never been distanced.

Time passed bit by bit, and the two of them had already skimmed out of the boundary of Guanyin Mountain, and were about to enter a plain overgrown with weeds, when more than a dozen arrows suddenly flew out from all around, pointing directly at the snow and cold.

"Not good, there are crossbows. ”

Xue Yihan secretly hated himself, so he had to spread his body to dodge the bow and crossbow, and at this time, the ghost-faced man had already relied on these skills, opened the distance, swept forward, and soon disappeared from view.

And those who secretly set the crossbow have long since withdrawn cleanly and disappeared.

"Hey. ”

Xue Yihan sighed deeply, and then looked in the direction where he came, only to see that the fire on Guanyin Mountain was getting bigger and bigger, that is, half of the sky was turned red, and the crackling burning sound was afraid that it had already alarmed many people in Suzhou City.

After only waiting for a cup of tea, a few more figures came in the dark night, and Xue Yihan looked far away, but saw Bai Yu and Lu Fei one after the other, and then the snow shadow hurriedly came.

When the three of them saw Xue Yihan, they rushed to his side, and when they saw that Xue Yihan's sleeves were torn, they all asked with concern, Xue Yihan's heart was warm, and he only said that it was okay, and finally rolled up his long sleeves to make sure that there was no big problem.

Snow Shadow breathed a sigh of relief, and said angrily: "Don't go alone in such a dangerous thing in the future, it's just worrying." ”

"Okay, well, listen to you. Xue Yihan hurriedly apologized and said.

Looking at the raging fire, several people sighed with emotion, but they had no choice but to take advantage of the night to sweep towards Suzhou City.

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More than ten miles away from the mountain behind the Guanyin Temple, there is a bamboo house, the house is lit with an oil lamp, a white-haired old man sits in a wheelchair, leans back slightly, his eyelids open and close without a match, there is also an old man sitting behind the wheelchair, the person snores slightly, and it is very loud in the lonely night.

There were four men in black standing outside the house, patrolling back and forth every once in a while, making sure there was no movement and resting for a while.

Suddenly, there was a gurgling sound in the grass, and there was a dull sound of breathing, and the four men in black hurriedly gathered together, drew their swords from their waists and searched in the direction of the sound.

"Who's it? ”

"Chief, let's make us. ”

Not far from the four people, there were three black-clothed people lying crookedly, it was the three black-clothed people who were obstructing and saving people on Guanyin Mountain, and when they saw that they were their own people, the black-clothed people led by them hurriedly put away their swords and ran towards the three of them.

When he arrived in front of the three people, he saw that one of them had a large blood stain on his chest and abdomen, and there were also burn marks on his body, and he could not survive, and although there was no blood stain on the other person's body, he also had the smell of burning, and only one of them was still intact.

Although the leader was sad, he still took the two who were alive to the bamboo house first to feed the water medicine, and the one who obviously couldn't survive, the leader looked at his body shaking, moaning in pain, his face was painful, he pulled out his sword and blamed him deeply: "Brother, you go on the road well, I will take care of my younger siblings and children." ”

With a "poof", the sword pierced the man's chest, tears had already soaked the faces of several people, and the sound of whining and crying sounded leisurely outside the bamboo house, and the leader trembled and hugged the man into his arms, and wept deeply to himself.

Hearing the sound outside, the two old men in the house looked at each other and sighed, the old man behind the wheelchair pushed the wheelchair out of the bamboo house, and as soon as the two of them came out of the bamboo house, the whimpering and crying outside the house stopped abruptly.

The leader who was holding the corpse handed the man over to his companions on the side, hurriedly got up and trotted to the two old men, bowed his head slightly and said in shame: "Master, I'm sorry to disturb your rest." ”

The old man in the wheelchair sighed, looked at the man in black who was carried in front of him, and sighed and said: "You are all grown up by me, I will be sad if anyone dies, besides, the eighth child has just been born, you have to take good care of his children and mother-in-law in the future." ”

"Yes. The crowd replied solemnly.

The old man behind the wheelchair looked at the few people who came back, and immediately asked, "Why hasn't he come back yet?"

Everyone shook their heads, and at this time, an impatient voice came from afar, shouting loudly: "Grandpa, grandpa, I'm back." ”

Following the direction of the sound, he saw a man dressed in black and wearing a ghost-masked mask hurriedly swept over, waving as he ran.

When they got to the two of them, he hurriedly ripped off the ghost mask, took the water handed by a man in black and drank it.

The eyes of the two old men showed a little softness, and they reprimanded: "Drink slowly, no one will rob you." ”

After drinking the water, the man wiped his mouth and hurriedly said what he had heard and seen, as well as what he had done, and the two old men were dumbfounded.

When the old man in the wheelchair heard that Su Chen was still alive, his whole person trembled, and he grabbed the man tremblingly and kept asking, and scolded Su Yifei for not being a thing while asking, and he had to clean him up when he went back, etc.

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A fire caused the Guanyin Temple, which had no pilgrims, to be completely in ruins.

A fire, the dead wood, birds and beasts on Guanyin Mountain burned most of them to death, it was the birds and beasts that escaped from Guanyin Mountain, and at this time they were also driven around by the people of Suzhou City, flying everywhere.

About this fire, last night from the mountain down the people are silent, for some reason did not reveal the slightest, most of the people of Suzhou thought that it was another natural and man-made disaster, the burned Guanyin Mountain is not to talk about nostalgia and good feelings, even want to rebuild the idea of no more.

There is a story quietly circulating in the city of Suzhou.

It is said that the Adulterous Demon Silver-Faced Venerable has been found, and it is Mo Bai who has been away for three years and has returned.

Some people say that the silver-faced Venerable is a member of the Demon Sect, who has been imprisoned in the water village since he was captured by Taihu Lake Water Village, and has just been tortured and killed by Bai Hong.

There are also rumors that Su Yifei's son, who disappeared ten years ago, returned to Suzhou and made a special trip to attend Mr. Su's 70th birthday.

What's more, it is rumored that Long Que Yupei is actually in the Su family and is kept by Old Man Su...

Whichever one you believe, it will make the people who have nothing to do talk about it.

These rumors are naturally nothing to those people in the rivers and lakes who have passed by the Guanyin Temple, but Longque Yupei's statement has to be taken seriously, so from the morning, there are many more fresh faces in front of the Su Mansion.

Old lady Su attacked the Heavenly Demon Cliff with Liu Suifeng because of the tragic death of her daughter-in-law ten years ago, and it was also at that time that she was injured and branded with the root of her disability, so she rarely showed up since she came back, and everything was entrusted to her son Su Yifei.

Over the years, although Su Fu has not become a martial arts leader, but it is also more famous than before, Su Yifei is even more famous outside, a well-known big man, today I don't know why I knelt in front of the ancestral ancestral hall and kowtowed to Mrs. Su constantly, kowtowing and crying and shouting for forgiveness.

The people in the house had already been sent far away, and they couldn't hear the conversation in the hall at all, even Su Han, the eldest son, could only stay far away, watching his father kowtow in pain.

High in the sky, dark clouds obscured the sun.

The hustle and bustle of the commotion, the hidden desire to raise its head.