The carriage and horses are ready to go, and the departure is imminent.

A team of people and horses lined up on the avenue like a long dragon, the guards next to the carriages and horses were dressed in armor, neat and orderly, the blades on their waists reflected the dazzling brilliance, and the whole team of people and horses faintly projected a trace of murderous aura, there is no doubt that these guards were all people brought by Qin Yi, and now, in order to protect the entire Qin family, they have embarked on the journey again.

At the front of the convoy, Qin Zongyao's majestic face showed a trace of anxiety at this moment, Qin Yihu beside him flashed with some uneasiness in his eyes, and Qin Yihu, who was behind the two, was also unusual, looking left and right, his expression seemed to be looking forward to something more than searching.

"Dad, Uncle Qin Yi!" Not far away, Qin Mufeng's voice came along the wind, and then Qin Mufeng's speeding figure came into everyone's eyes.

"Feng'er, where have you been?" Qin Zongyao asked.

"Dad, I was entrusted to go to the inn to retrieve something. Qin Mufeng replied.

"Hehe, this kid is a big ghost, and he was entrusted by others at a young age, haha" Qin Yi quipped on the side.

"Uncle Qin Yi, I can't hide it, this thing is not trivial, it is about the lives and honor of others. Qin Mufeng said seriously.

"Oh?" Qin Yi was puzzled, but seeing that Qin Mufeng's face was so serious, he didn't seem to be joking, and asked suspiciously, "What is so important?"

"It's something that the two big brothers Zhang who showed their martial arts in the market asked me to retrieve. Qin Mufeng said.

"Show your martial arts in the market?" Qin Yi was even more puzzled.

"But those two brothers who suffered with you because of their words and deeds?" asked Qin Zongyao.

"Dad, it was those two eldest brothers, and because they helped each other in prison, that the child was able to save his life. Qin Mufeng said.

"Saying that street art is a show of martial arts in the market, it shows that Feng'er is chivalrous, Brother Qin Zongyao, I really envy you for having a child like Feng'er!" Qin Yi praised, and then thought of Ah Tie's death for no reason, and his eyes instantly dimmed a lot.

"Qin Liang, that kid is not bad, but it's very different from you. Qin Zongyao seemed to see Qin Yi's thoughts, and said busily.

"Alas...... It is said that the tiger father has no dogs, so I can't figure out whether I am the tiger father who really gave birth to a dog or whether I am a dog father who gave birth to a tiger!" Qin Yi sighed.

After Qin Mufeng came back, the discussion between Qin Zongyao and the two did not last long, the convoy had already begun to set off, and along the road, many people who had dealings with the Qin family or had been oppressed by the county officials came to see off the Qin family.

"With the Qin family gone, there is one less good family in Shengxian County. ”

A voice spoke, causing a lot of sighs and shaking heads.

"Brother Feng, Brother Yan, you have to come back!" Xiao Haitang waved his little hand at the distant carriage and horse, and the immature children's voice revealed endless nostalgia and reluctance.

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It was early autumn, and the humid weather in the south often drizzled, which made the road muddy from time to time, so the whole team followed suit, and the speed of the march was not fast.

Unconsciously, the group had been walking for half a day, and it was already two or three o'clock in the afternoon, when suddenly a thunderclap sounded, and the pouring rain began to fall at the same time.

"This place where there is no village in front of the village and no store in the back, where to avoid this unfortunate heavy rain. Qin Yi scolded.

"There's a thick forest, let's take refuge in there. Qin Zongyao said, and then commanded the convoy with Qin Yi and drove the chariot and horse to the forest.

Although Maolin was close at hand, for the convoy at this time, it seemed to be far away, and the mud on the road was even worse after the heavy rain, and the guards had to relax their vigilance and push the cart with their servants.

The rain is relentlessly falling, the road, the mud is even worse, many people pushing the cart are stepping off their boots in the mud, just because the wet soil is too deep, after stepping into it, it is like falling into a swamp, and the ankles are instantly submerged by the wet soil, and after pulling out the feet, the shoes have fallen into the quagmire.

Everyone stumbled, followed suit, and with all their strength, they finally pushed the car into the dense forest.

"The rain won't stop for a while, and it looks like we're going to have to spend the night in this haunted forest. Qin Yi complained.

"Don't say it, this forest is extraordinary. Qin Zongyao said.

"Oh?" Qin Yi showed a look of doubt.

According to legend, during the Qin Dynasty, Qin Shi Huang traveled to the east with a lot of Jianghu monks, at that time there was a monk who said that he watched the sky at night, saw a mountain peak straight into the stars, which showed the king's qi straight to the bull fight, Qin Shi Huang learned that after the people lost money, the mountain peak was moved to the flat ground and was not enough, and even dug the ground into a pit, in order to vent the king's breath here, in order to consolidate their imperial power, who knew that the Qin Dynasty only experienced the second dynasty and perished, which is also considered the will of heaven, but whether there is a king's air in this place is not yet tested, but the place where it was dug into a pit is in the forest in front, now called'Pit'. Qin Zongyao said. (Note: The story here is rewritten based on local records)

"So, let's go into the forest and breathe the breath of this king, hahahaha" Qin Yi quipped.

"I've told you that it's not okay, and you're so happy! Hurry up and help push the cart!" Qin Zongyao said with a smile in his voice, and the rain flowed down his face.

The rain kept falling, as if a big hole had leaked in the sky, and Nuwa needed to refine the stone to make up for it.

Night also fell faster than usual, and a thick layer of fog rose through the trees.

"No, if this continues, many people will inevitably fall ill, and we must make a fire to keep warm. Qin Zongyao frowned and said, but in such a wet environment, what can be used to make a fire?

"Isn't that enough?" Qin Yi said proudly.

Qin Zongyao turned his eyes and saw Qin Yi holding the withered branch with one hand and caressing the withered branch with the other, and a layer of snow-white frost appeared on the wet withered branch. Qin Yi flicked his fingers, and the frost on the dead branches fell in response, and the dry branches were so dry!

"You are really a treasure! The curling autumn moon recipe is used by you like this, the ancestors can be angry!" Qin Zongyao scolded with a smile, and carried the "Moon Shadow Condensation Frost" of the curling autumn moon recipe, and the semicircle formed by a thin layer of ice covered a group of people and chariots and horses, although the ice layer was thin, there was still no sign of melting under the heavy rain.

"It's good that the old ancestor is angry, and we don't have to suffer from the bird's breath of the Heavenly Dao Gate anymore, let the old ancestor go out and directly lift the Heavenly Dao Gate!" Qin Yi muttered, not ashamed.

"Hurry up and set up camp, we are going to spend it here tonight" Qin Zongyao said, between his words, he seemed to be a little out of breath, and it seemed that his internal strength had been consumed a lot.

When everyone heard this, they acted in an orderly manner, and some guards with internal strength and cultivation collected branches one after another, although they did not have the mystery of curling autumn moon tricks, but they still did not hesitate to dry the branches with their own internal strength.

Together, the tent was finally erected and a fire was lit before nightfall. The crowd sat around the fire and stretched out their hands to keep warm.

"I have been pampered all these years, but I didn't know that a fire was so precious. Qin Zongyao said.

"Huh?" Qin Zongyao's heart flashed with a hint of surprise.

"What's wrong?" Qin Yi asked, and then he was like a hen.

"That's it, sword qi, there is such a strong sword qi in the world! It is so domineering, so violent, so strong?" Qin Zongyao's words, from surprise, to exclamation, to muttering, especially the last muttering, as if he could no longer find any indescribable feeling except for being strong.

"Boom!"

When Qin Zongyao finished speaking, all of a sudden, everyone's hearts were as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer, and suddenly they were faintly breathless, this sense of oppression, as if everyone present was locked in a dark and thin secret room, at this moment, everyone's faces turned red, as if they were hanging from their necks with inflated balloons, except...

Qin Mufeng?

And Qin Zhen!

Everyone seemed to be outside the range of the edge emitted by the sword itself, so if they were within the edge of the sword qi, or were they hit by this sword qi?

Is this the sword qi emitted by the sword itself, or the sword qi emitted by people through the sword?

If this is a sword, then it must be a peerless blade, shocking the world, crying ghosts and gods!

If this is a person, then he must be a strong man who despises the common people, the gods block and kill the gods, and the Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha!