15th year of Shaoxing, June.

This turmoil is unfolding at a rate beyond my control. The situation has changed far faster than I expected.

After Zhou Wang'an received Su Hong's report, he angrily raised his sword and led the Dragon and Tiger Gang to kill the headquarters of Xiangshengtang. At the same time, after I left Nanhua Mountain, Situ Qingchen unexpectedly sent a question to He Baiqi, asking He Baiqi to compensate the Nanhua faction for various losses totaling 30,000 taels of silver, otherwise he would take 300 disciples of the Nanhua faction to the Death Hall to ask for it.

Thirty thousand taels of silver. Situ Qingchen can be said to be a lion's big mouth, using the matter of reprinting books to blackmail the Death Hall to make up for the loss of his Taoist record being sealed.

He Baiqi, who was cornered by the Dragon and Tiger Gang and the South China faction, went to Fujian with more than 100 people from the Former Life Hall and took refuge in the world. Although the name of the Hall of the Dead still exists in the rivers and lakes, it has become a branch under the control of the world, and it exists in name only.

Chen Dadao of the Broadsword Sect and Wu Heilong of the Tingquan Sect have always been strong supporters of the world. The four major factions formed an unbreakable alliance, and they had the same slogan, that is, to abolish the Wulin Alliance and revitalize the rivers and lakes.

It was also June of the same year, and the sweltering summer came a little earlier than usual.

Fujian and Jiangxi roads were hit by drought, and a spring sowing was carried out, and before the harvest, a large area of crops had died of drought in the fields. After this early summer, the earth will be desolate, and it is doomed to have no harvest.

Refugees poured into the streets, and a latent crisis was quietly brewing.

When Li Xiaoqian and I passed through the small town where Fujian and Jiangxi meet, we saw thousands of refugees surging like ant colonies on the desolate official roads, their clothes were ragged, their faces were covered with gray and black dirt, and they could not see their expressions clearly, but they could see a pair of desperate eyes with a bitter hatred for this world.

As I stopped to watch from the side of the road, a hobbled teenager walked past me, muttering to himself as he went. He had long hair and looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, his face was not dirty, his facial features were clearly recognizable, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his heroic spirit was extraordinary, so it could be seen that he was not an ugly person. Just talking to himself at the same time makes me feel that his face is a little hideous. He staggered past the crowd, his thin body pitiful in the dry wind.

When he walked up to me, he inadvertently glanced at me and saw that I was looking at him, his gaze froze for a moment. The gray of death in his eyes shook my heart violently. Before I could react, he lowered his head again, kicked and kicked a broken branch on the ground, laughed like a child, and staggered on.

The poor young man, his lonely back, reminded me of myself when I first went down Yandang Mountain. I don't know if he can have a fate like me in this life, from an unknown little person, to become the leader of this martial arts alliance.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!, fuck it, get out of here!" came a rough and rude shout in the distance. I looked back and saw a convoy of carts pulling something I don't know what it was, tightly covered with a coarse brown-green cloth. The wheels rolled across the ground, leaving deep rut marks on the ground, and the weight of the items on the carriage could be seen.

"Damn, don't you have ears, get out of here!" the convoy approached me, and a black-faced, bearded-faced man, with eyes the size of cowbells, was shouting at me.

I was furious and stepped forward and said, "I am the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, speak politely!"

The man turned back to exchange glances with his companion, and when he grinned, a group of people leaned back and laughed.

"What kind of bird's egg is the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance?!" the man shouted, pointing to the flag fluttering on the carriage and saying, "Don't you see that this is the carriage and horse of the official road?

I looked at the flag fluttering on the carriage, and a huge word "official" swayed in the wind, showing its might.

"What did you get in the car?" I asked, momentarily curious about the heavy items on the wagons.

The men suddenly became extremely nervous, staring at me warily, and a few of them quietly grasped the sabers at their waists in their palms.

Li Xiaoqian pulled me back two steps and said softly: "The people don't fight with the officials, we still have something to do, don't cause unnecessary right and wrong." ”

I nodded, and was about to dodge to the side, but as soon as I moved, one of the people on the other side shouted "wow" and pulled out the saber at his waist. With a flick of the sword, it cut the tight rope on the carriage.

"Boom". Like the sound of broken strings, several ropes pulled back. Under the brownish-green canvas, a few sacks rolled down. One of the sacks slammed into the ground, and the white grains of rice poured out and spread all over the ground.

"Fuck, what are you doing?!" the man in the lead scolded in horror.

"Food!" shouted from someone in the crowd, like a fire from a fuse, which instantly ignited the audience.

Before the brawny men in the car could react, the refugees who had stalled in the middle of the road had already poured over like boiling rice porridge.

"Retreat! Fucking retreat! This is official food, this is ......" The man who took the lead did not finish his sentence, and dozens of refugees had already climbed into the heavy carriage. Horse after sack rolled off the wagon. The horses pulling the cart were frightened by the refugees, tossing their hooves and raising their heads and neighing.

The scene was completely out of control. No one asked the man who had cut the rope with his knife in his hand, but they watched in horror as the frenzied refugees snatched sacks from horse to horse like hungry tigers, the yellow-brown earth already covered with white grains of rice.

"Stand back!"

The man who took the lead, his eyes were scarlet, his face was full of hideousness, he raised his knife and slashed a thin man in front of him who was stuffy and stuffed into his arms. Before the man could make a struggle, the red blood had already stained the white rice all over the ground.

"Murder!" someone in the crowd roared, and there was a hint of anger in his voice in addition to fear.

Those who had already laden their loads of white rice began to retreat, and those who had not yet approached the carriage continued to rush forward without regard for their lives. It is also death, and instead of waiting to be starved to death, it is indeed better to rush forward and fight wildly. Perhaps, you can really get a mouthful of life-saving food.

The crowd came to a standstill again, unable to retreat or advance. A few strong men escorting the carriage began to frantically slash at the refugees around the carriage, and their knives fell, cutting off a head like a ripe watermelon.

That group of people, killing like crazy. Bloody, bloody, bloody...... It's a blood-stained world.

Li Xiaoqian and I were caught in the middle of the crowd, and our cheeks were squeezed tightly together.

"Don't kiss me!" Li Xiaoqian reluctantly sounded, "I'll throw up!"

Me too!

Thinking like this in my heart, I twisted my face to the side vigorously, trying to keep my mouth as far away as possible from Li Xiaoqian's mouth, and a little farther away.

Suddenly, I saw a teenager.

A handsome young man with loose hair. He was holding a basket full of rice, squeezing out of the crowd. It's just that the crowd has formed an iron wall in front of him, and he can't squeeze it out. However, at this moment, the man, whose eyes were the size of cowbells, brandished his long knife with scarlet eyes, was slashing frantically beside him. Bookstore.com

The long blood-stained knife swung incessantly, taking one poor life after another. Seeing that the young man was about to become the ghost of the blood-red long knife.

My heart suddenly tightened, and I shouted, "Stop!"

But where is anyone willing to stop?!

They seem to have fallen into a pathological madness, so mad that their ears obscure everything around them.

The knife was getting closer and closer to the boy. I felt as if I had seen him fall down with a bang, splattered with blood. In an instant, I suddenly felt a pain in my heart, and a hot anger gushed out of the dantian and traveled along the meridians of my body.

"Enough is enough!" I shouted, pushing my hands around hard. There were screams of surprise and horror all around, including Li Xiaoqian's voice: "Ji Danbing, your uncle ......" The voice drifted farther and farther away, and the ironclad crowd was actually torn open by me.

Without thinking too much, I jumped up on both feet and jumped one person high. The Jiulang sword was unsheathed, and I pushed it out with one hand!

The sword shot like a ray of light towards the strong man with eyes like oxbells.

The strong man's killing suddenly stopped, and he looked down at his chest in surprise. Kuro's sword had pierced through his back and chest in the front, and he twisted his body, perhaps trying to find me who had thrown the deadly dagger, but before he could see me, he had fallen to the ground.

2.

When the refugees of the pupa completely dispersed without a trace, the ground on both sides of the chariot and horse team was already a mixed scene of red and white.

The ground was littered with corpses, littered everywhere.

I watched it all in silence, my heart trembling. I have only seen this kind of tragedy twice in my life, once at this time, and the other time at Yandang Mountain, which was a sea of fire that night.

I walked over to a corpse and drew my Jiurou sword. A drop of blood dripped from the tip of the sword, and it was falling on a white grain of rice. The grain of rice turned red as blood.

That's blood!

It contaminates my sword and makes me gag.

"Your uncle!" Li Xiaoqian scolded and limped back, covering his waist with one hand and his chest with the other, and shouted, "Where did you come from so much, you knocked Lao Tzu away." Damn, fall to death!"

Looking at the way he looked, I was deeply apologetic, but how I couldn't laugh apologetically. I looked at the brawny men leaning on the edge of the carriage and horses, holding scarlet knives, they looked at the mess all over the ground in despair, and muttered: "It's over, this time it's over! The 80,000 denier official grain has been looted, I'm afraid we won't survive!"

Suddenly, another man with a long face and a goatee suddenly got up, slammed his knife on the ground, and shouted: "The grain and grass were not saved, and so many people were killed for nothing!

"It's Wu Dart!" shouted a man.

"Wu Darthead!" the goatee cried, "You should explain why you led your brothers to kill innocents indiscriminate?......ly?"

After shouting a few times, he realized that the dart head surnamed Wu was lying on his stomach at my feet, motionless. The ground around him was stained red with blood.

"You, you killed Wu Darthead?!" Goatee looked at me with a frightened face, "You, who the hell are you?!"

I glared at them with rage, and I wished that the rage in my chest would spew out of my eyes and burn these cruel and murderous beasts to death!

"Didn't I tell you!" Li Xiaoqian clutched his chest and said, "He is the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance." ”

Several people looked at each other, still with expressions of disbelief. Goatee said: "It is said that the martial arts of the martial arts alliance leader are common, but he ......"

"People always have to make progress," Li Xiaoqian said, "and you have to look at the world from the perspective ......of development...... Do you understand?!"

A few people shook their heads dumbfounded.

Suddenly, a young man knelt on the ground with a pop, kowtowed to me three times, and said, "Your Excellency, can you save us?!"

"Save you?" I wondered, "What is there to save?!"

The man kowtowed again and said: "We are from the Tongshan Dart Bureau, and we will take a trip to Yangzhou to ensure the government's dart, but now the bodyguard has failed, and the official food of the government has been robbed, and the government will not let us go of the Tongshan Dart Bureau." Please help me, Lord Alliance!"

"What a chance!" Li Xiaoqian said softly, "Just take it for your own use!"

"No!" I didn't even think about it, and flatly refused, saying, "They killed so many people, and they are innocent!"

Several people were at the same time, all staring at me with horror on their faces. I remembered Lu You's words and said, "I won't kill you, the court has its own laws, and the law will punish you severely!"

"Don't!" Li Xiaoqian gritted his teeth and said to me, "Otherwise, you will simply leave no one!"

Wouldn't I be any different from these beasts?!

"Yes!" the young man shouted as he stood up and shouted, "since the leader of the alliance looks down on us and refuses to save us brothers in the rivers and lakes. Then we'll have to go to the Lord for another time!"

The goatee's face changed, and he roared, "What nonsense?!"

The young man said eagerly, "He doesn't care about us anymore." How is it also a death, why don't we go to the Shuangdaomen to be in charge of the world, I heard that he is recently widening the world's suffering martial arts people, saying that he wants to revitalize the rivers and lakes. ”

Goatee hesitated. The young man tried his best to persuade: "The deputy dart head, how is it that he is desperate, go to manage the world, maybe he can not only save his life, but also make a difference!"

After groaning for a long time, the goatee suddenly raised his head to the sky, and the gray goatee turned into a goat's tail, and he sighed and said sadly: "That's it!"