Chapter 45: The Tragic Massacre of the Village

Qingzheng snorted coldly again: "Dad, what are you sighing, no matter how much you sigh, your hair is falling out, isn't it just a waste, if you want me to say, just wipe the knife and let him go to see the king of Hades......."

Qing Chutian shouted loudly and said, "Shut up, Zheng'er, is this what you should say? What kind of family is our Qing family, how can we do such a thing that violates decency and morality." ”

In fact, Qing Chutian suddenly had such an idea in his heart, if Zi Su died, it seemed that Qing Ling's engagement would indeed be invalid, and he would be able to continue to fulfill the agreement he had reached with the Black Family.

But the Qing family's family motto and long-formed concepts made Qing Chutian startled in his heart.

How could he think like this, how could he dare to think like this, he quickly threw away this evil thought that came out.

One thought can become an immortal, and one thought can fall into a demon.

He didn't know that good and evil were always in a single thought.

When this thought popped into his mind, he was actually not far from the abyss of evil.

Whether he can control the evil thoughts hidden in his heart, no one can predict.

Qingzheng snorted lightly: "It is said in the book, there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests, for the sake of interests, even friends can be betrayed, not to mention any illusory so-called decent morality." Hmph, compared to the hypocritical set of decency, I believe in the idea that the evil strong is king. Whoever is powerful will be the boss. ”

Qing Chutian slapped the table again, and sneered: "Very good! Whoever is powerful, whoever is the boss will be the boss, right, according to this theory, you will never be the boss like this! Qingzheng, you listen to me, in the next few months, you will have to practice Qingyun Divine Skill for at least ten hours every day, and practice Qingyun Sword Technique for another two hours, because next I am going to sign you up for the 500th martial arts exam of the empire, if your county exam is brushed down, my Qing family can't afford to lose this person." ”

Qingzheng cried and said with a sad face: "Dad, I don't want to practice, please, I really don't want to practice, because I know that no matter how I practice, I can't catch up with her." ”

Qing Chutian scolded angrily: "What are you talking about, do you want to be angry with me?" In a fit of rage, he couldn't help but wave his hand and give Qing Zheng a heavy slap.

Qingzheng was instigated to fall to the ground, she simply lay on the ground, did not get up, covered her face, and said coldly: "Dad, you beat me, you actually beat me, so many years, you have never beaten me in my memory, I didn't expect that today, in order to force me to practice, you beat me so ruthlessly, I will always remember this slap." ”

Qing Chutian regretted it after the slap, his wife had a habitual miscarriage, and finally gave birth to the daughter of Qingzheng, he has always regarded it as a baby, even if Qingzheng is stubborn, he is reluctant to fight, at most a few scolds.

"What are you doing, do you beat your daughter like this, what if it breaks?" Lu Yan glared at Qing Chutian fiercely, then picked up Qing Zheng, held her in his arms, rubbed her face and said softly: "Zheng'er doesn't hurt, Mom has already reprimanded your father." ”

Qingzheng cried: "Dad is so fierce, it's better to be a mother!" But no one saw it, there were no tears in her crying eyes.

Qing Chutian looked at his wife and daughter, and sighed in his heart: "It's really a loving mother and a lot of losers." ”

......

On the Ten Thousand Beasts Ridge.

A young man with a bag on his shoulder and wearing a sky-blue Wumeng Daily overalls was performing [Eight Steps to Catch Cicadas] and running on the snow.

His name is Fang Yuan, and he is a disciple of the [Taijimen] Huolong County Branch, and he has just graduated from the school.

It's not easy to survive these years, and it's even more difficult to find a good job, so he had to find a job delivering letters in Wumeng.

Although the Ten Thousand Beasts Village is extremely small, with a population of just over a hundred, there is a Royal Annex, the Ten Thousand Beasts Villa, next to it, so this delivery point is quite important.

Every morning, he had to walk dozens of miles of mountain roads to deliver newspapers and letters in time.

Fang Yuan was a diligent and clever person, in order to achieve better results in the next 500th martial arts imperial examination, he had to take the opportunity to practice the Taiji Gate Light Gong [Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada] on the way.

Not to mention, on this steep Ten Thousand Beast Ridge, in the past few months, he has cultivated an excellent body technique, and at the same time, his true qi and endurance have also been fully improved.

According to usual, at this point in time, the residents of Ten Thousand Beasts Village had already gotten up.

But today, Fang Yuan felt that something was wrong, and the entire village was terrifyingly silent.

And as he walked into the village, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

Oops, something must have happened!

Fang Yuan's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly ran towards the village, and as soon as he ran more than ten meters, he saw more than a dozen old men lying in blood on the square of the village.

Usually in the morning, they usually exercise in the square, and yesterday they were still alive, but now they are dead bodies.

Who is so cruel to kill these old people who have no quarrel with the world and live in seclusion in mountain villages?

Fang Yuan was filled with indignation, he decided to take a closer look, and then report to the Wumeng, asking them to send a master, find the murderer and bring him to justice, and give these old men justice, so that they can rest in peace under the Nine Springs.

Just as he leaned over to check the cause of death on an old man, a group of people suddenly appeared in the distance, all of them wearing purple suits, and they were rushing in this direction.

Fang Yuan was shocked, these people had just died, but he appeared here, would he be misunderstood.

Sure enough, the group quickly surrounded him.

A man and a woman stood up, the man was handsome and the woman was beautiful.

There was an inexplicable majesty on the man's body, which was very different from the original, but the more Fang Yuan looked at it, the more familiar he felt.

He suddenly came to his senses and blurted out: "You are the Queen's fiancΓ©, Young Master Shisu?!"

"I am!" Zi Su nodded and smiled: "Brother Fang Yuan, thank you for pulling me on the mountain last time, otherwise I would have died a long time ago, and where would I be able to get engaged to the Queen." By the way, how do you know I'm engaged to the Queen?"

In fact, it was the original Shisu who couldn't stand the torture of cold poison, and wanted to jump off the cliff while Ziyun and Ziying were away, but was stopped by Fang Yuan, who was passing by.

Fang Yuan bowed his hand and saluted: "The effort of raising your hands, why worry about it." As for how I know the news of your engagement to the Queen, it's very simple, I read it from the Wumeng Daily, which published the Queen's edict to the world announcing the news of your engagement. ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a newspaper from his bag and handed it to Shiso.

After Zi Su took it, he saw Qing Ling's announcement to the world at a glance, mainly because the position of the front page headlines was too conspicuous.

And there is a group portrait of him and Queen Qingling on it, the painting skills are absolutely superb, and he is painted vividly and handsomely.

However, now was not the time for self-appreciation, and he had to quickly find out if there were any survivors in the village.

He returned the newspaper to Fang Yuan and asked, "Brother Fang Yuan, have you just arrived, have you seen the murderer?"

Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "No, I think I'm a step late." ”

Zi Su waved his hand and said, "Then let's go and look around to see if there are any living villagers." Then come back here will and. ”

Shiso and Ziyun walked together, and every time they walked into a room, their hearts would shrink.

It's so miserable, everywhere I go, there is no one alive, not even a few years old.

These are all honest and simple mountain people who have no quarrel with the world, who is the poisoner, if I let me know, I must let them pay for their blood debts!

Shisu swore secretly in her heart.