Gu Shenwei sent a threat to Mrs. Meng and Meng Yuzun, who was unknown, and quickly got a response.

In the afternoon of the next day, the residents of Nancheng were stunned to see a rare spectacle: dozens of carriages, carrying two million taels of silver, were delivered to the Dragon King's Mansion in broad daylight.

The people sent by Meng Yuzun only had to send silver, and even the boxes had to be taken away, and after passing the scales, they were all piled up in the front yard, stacking a veritable silver mountain, and the light of the white flowers flashed so dizzily that everyone in the Dragon King's Mansion was surrounded by them, and their mouths couldn't close.

In the cracks of the door and on the courtyard wall, there are dozens of pairs of greedy eyes peeping without squinting.

Fang Wen was also standing in the crowd with his mouth closed, suppressing the strong ** that rushed up, and saw through the opponent's conspiracy, "This is clearly to lead the fire into the Dragon King's Mansion, how many people have to rob it? Meng Fatzi's move is really ruthless." ”

Gu Shenwei did not move the silver, and ordered the swordsmen of the Great Snow Mountain to erect a banner near the money pile, the black blood flag had a bad reputation, and the killing aura was too heavy, Fang Wen suggested not to use it, and Gu Shenwei redesigned one side.

The crow flock on the Reincarnation Mountain left a deep impression on Gu Shenwei's mind, so the new flag of Daxue Mountain was on a black background, with a simple red one-legged crow painted in the middle.

Fang Wen didn't like this plan either, so he reluctantly accepted it in the end.

Xu Xiaoyi secretly contacted a number of underground money banks, but no one dared to accept this silver, "It's too public, if I accept it, it will be tantamount to openly opposing the Meng family, and I have no place to store it here, let alone keep it." The shopkeeper of the South Wall Tavern was heartbroken, he really wanted to do this business, but he was really afraid of the Meng family.

That night, the money grabber came to the door.

Greed overcomes fear, there are at least five groups of robbers, as soon as night they wander around the Dragon King's Mansion, without waiting to see the silver, there have been several conflicts between them, and after the death of a person, they calm down, gather together to divide the territory, and agree to attack from different directions, and how much they can grab depends on their own ability.

Everyone is still a little jealous of the Dragon King, and they don't expect to swallow all two million taels, they just want to rely on the large number of people and take advantage of the chaos to get a piece of the pie.

The atmosphere in the Dragon King's Mansion suddenly became tense.

All those who don't know martial arts stay in the backyard, and men and women stay in two rooms, guarded by four swordsmen and four swordsmen.

There were more than thirty swordsmen from the Tianshan Sect and the Great Snow Mountain swordsmen left, guarding the front yard with the Dragon King.

Gu Shenwei only sent two people to patrol under the red crow, and the others were scattered in the surrounding rooms, ready to be on standby, with a lantern hanging under the eaves in each of the four directions.

Around the time of the second watch, snow began to fall in the air, and the anxious robbers finally started.

The first group consisted of three groups of five to eight people each, who jumped onto the roof from the east, west, and north directions, some masked and some with their real faces.

The three groups of people rubbed on the roof for a while, the silver was piled up below, no one dared to jump down first, after a quarter of an hour, the snow was heavy, and a robber raised his voice and said: "Dragon King, in Xia Ma Er, the hand is a little tight, come here to borrow some money to spend, you boss be generous, everyone make a friend, if there is a dispatch in the future, open your mouth." ”

Almost as soon as the trap was over, more than twenty robbers jumped into the courtyard almost simultaneously, holding knives in their hands, stepping on the thin snow, and approaching the silver pile in the middle step by step.

Under the Red Crow, two swordsmen showed their heavy swords and waited for the battle.

The battle did not take place immediately, and the robbers were counting on others to make the first move, so that they could take advantage of the opportunity to grab the silver, so the steps became smaller and smaller, and at last they almost stood still.

The snowflakes began to fly all over the sky, and the light of the four lanterns was powerless to penetrate the snow, and near the place where the silver was piled up in the middle of the courtyard, it was pitch black, but in the minds of the robbers, it was the brightest place.

The second group of robbers jumped on the roof, with a total of no less than fifty or sixty people, and a stout man raised his scimitar with one hand and roared, "There are few dragon kings, but there are many of us, go on!"

The battle began.

The second group of robbers jumped into the courtyard one after another, and the first group of robbers rushed to the silver pile, killing the guards of the Dragon King's Mansion from each room, and hundreds of people were crowded together, and the courtyard immediately looked cramped, and the battle was extremely fierce.

The shouting sounded suddenly, and everyone in the backyard trembled in their hearts, huddled into a pile, and Fang Wen closed his eyes and prayed silently: he is fine, the dragon king is fine, and the silver is fine.

As soon as the battle in the front yard began, someone extinguished the lanterns, and the dark night and boundless snow were mixed with the chaotic fighting, and only countless shouts could be heard:

"Don't cut it, it's me!"

"Get the money, run!"

"Take a little more. ”

"Hurry, hurry. ”

"Dragon King, Dragon King ......"

Suddenly there were a few more torches in the darkness, and the figures were so bright that people kept falling, and the blood was frozen hard before it had time to splash, but the heat of the silver did not diminish at all, and more robbers followed one after another with the burning heart of the fire, and cut a bloody path without distinguishing between friend and foe, and threw themselves into the silver pile, and stuffed them into their arms and bags, and then turned around and tried to cut another way to escape.

Gu Shenwei had never seen such a flawed and easy to kill robber, the swordsman Lin Xiaoshan held a torch and rushed around in the crowd, Gu Shenwei followed him, with the light, each knife can kill a person, this is not a fight, but a massacre with almost no resistance, only a few people raise a knife to resist.

The silver pile was ten times more powerful than he had imagined.

Around the third watch, the battle was over, and there was not a single piece of silver, but it was covered with crimson blood and white snow, and it could no longer emit a breathtaking light.

Dozens of corpses were left in the courtyard, and only a few robbers suddenly woke up at the last moment, abandoned the silver and fled desperately.

The lanterns were lit again, and everyone counted the battlefield, and several swordsmen and swordsmen were injured and sent to the backyard for treatment.

Gu Shenwei saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy standing at the open gate and asked, "Who is he?"

A swordsman replied, "He wants to worship the Dragon King as a teacher, and everyone else is gone, so he stays." ”

When Gu Shen won the title of Sword God, a group of people gathered at the door to learn sword techniques from the Dragon King, but he confiscated none of them, and most of them retreated, only a young man stubbornly guarded the door.

Shaoming's clothes were thin, his face was red from the cold, he was holding a short knife in his arms, and he didn't show a look of horror in the face of the corpses in the courtyard, and his eyes were always looking forward to staying on the dragon king.

"If he's still here tomorrow morning, call him in. After Gu Shenwei explained to the swordsman beside him, he went back to the house to rest.

The first battle is over, and you'll have to face even stronger enemies later.

The first two groups of robbers are probably temporary changes of swordsmen in the city, amateur methods, no rules, the real thieves will definitely let others play the striker, and reappear after finding out the details, they rob money, but they will not ask for money and die.

Gu Shenwei guessed that there would be robbers coming, but he didn't guess his physical condition, his fatal madness didn't come sooner or later, but it happened at the most critical moment.

In the past, every time he went crazy, Gu Shenwei would feel all the feelings two or three days in advance, and the specific symptom was chills for no reason, but this time it came extremely suddenly, without warning.

After solving the first two groups of robbers, Gu Shenwei stood in the courtyard and felt a little cold, he thought it was related to the snow, and when he returned to the house, the cold not only did not weaken, but gradually increased, and he realized that something was wrong.

"Go and invite the Lotus Leaf Monk to come. ”

The dragon king's face was even paler than usual, Lin Xiaoshan seemed to sense that something was wrong, there was a trace of doubt in his eyes, he bowed down and went to the backyard to ask for lotus leaves.

As soon as Lianye entered the house, he declared that he was unwilling to kill innocents indiscriminately, "Wild Horse forced me to do things for him with my senior brother, the person who killed him was to take revenge, but he could kill people to protect the silver, I won't do it, Dragon King, you ......"

Lianye also saw that the dragon king's complexion was wrong, and swallowed back the second half of the sentence.

This time the madness is ferocious, Gu Shenwei has no way to delay, he must start to resist as soon as possible, but it is very likely that someone will come to rob the money in the second half of the night, "Lin Xiaoshan, take everyone to the backyard, no matter what happens in the front yard, don't come over." ”

"Go to the backyard? What if there are any more robbers?" Lin Xiaoshan couldn't understand this order, but the Dragon King's expression was grim, not like talking nonsense at all, he could only take the order, or ask, "Everyone?"

"Everyone, don't come to the front yard until dawn. ”

Lin Xiaoshan went out to convey the Dragon King's will to the swordsmen and swordsmen, Gu Shenwei turned to the lotus leaf, he had no choice but to believe in this monk, "There is a little problem with my internal breath, I need to use my power to dispel it, I hope the mage can act as the protector of the Dharma." ”

As early as the Sword God Conference, Lianye had already discovered that the Dragon King's internal breath was poor, and he himself was deeply tormented by going mad, so he understood the Dragon King's pain very well, and Heshi said: "The poor monk is willing to take this position, but there is a sentence that says in front, I only protect the Dragon King, not the silver pile in the courtyard." ”

Gu Shenwei nodded in agreement, the chill in the dantian became heavier and heavier, and he no longer had the energy to take care of the silver, so he simply sent Lin Xiaoshan and the others to the backyard to protect the others.

The people who resisted the fire and went crazy couldn't stand the slightest disturbance, and the lotus leaf walked out of the room and stood at the door, Gu Shenwei plugged his ears with cotton wool, closed his eyes and ran his inner breath.

But he couldn't enter the state of contemplation and rest for a while, and in the next six hours, he almost lost all his martial arts, and he used to hide in a deserted place, with Chu Nanping as the protector, but today he is in Nancheng, dozens of steps away is the two million taels of silver that everyone is red at, and the protector has also changed from a loyal young swordsman to a monk who does not get along deeply.

He couldn't be completely reassured.

The sword and sword were lying beside him, Gu Shenwei hesitated for a while, and put the dragon head sword in the most convenient place, and in the case of necessity, perhaps only the sword technique of the "Book of the Dead" could save his life.

The chill was swimming from the dantian to the limbs, Gu Shenwei's body began to tremble slightly, and he forced himself to collect his mind and fight the iceberg in his body with all his might.

Unless it was thunder, or someone rushed in front of him, there was no sound to disturb him, so he was lucky not to hear outside:

"Dragon King, come out and send you to death, the five tyrants of the Tianshan Mountains have come to avenge Chilu!"

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