Chapter 8: Escape
Thousands of miles away in the Yunxia Mountains, in a small valley on the outskirts of the main peak, an old man of about fifty years old was studying something bitterly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
His brow furrowed, his face serious, and his fingers kept gesturing on a dilapidated map, which he had probably studied for a long time, judging by the wornness of the map.
"Oh no, old master, the master's life card was broken just now......" A panicked exclamation came from outside the door, and the old man's eyes widened suddenly, and the bloodshot in his eyes spurted with uncontrollable anger.
The messenger came to him, the old man's anger finally had a person to vent, he snorted angrily, the old man shook it with one hand, and the servant who reported the news was thrown a few times, and his head was bleeding, and the servant looked at the old man in fear, trembling and afraid to speak.
The old man scolded "waste", and then said, "Aren't you leading the way in front?"
The servant hurriedly led the way, not bothering to deal with the wounds on his body.
In the ancestral hall of the Lin family, a large number of servants who deal with sundries in the ancestral hall are in a panic, the death of the head of the family, it is as if the sky has fallen for them, although this head of the family is not too much, but it is also the face of the whole family, it is the day when they are guarding, the head of the family is dead, and no one knows whether the old master will be angry with them.
For large families, servants without strength are slaves who can be beaten and killed.
The wind blows, the leaves fall, looking at his son's broken life chart, the white-haired man sends the black-haired old man's mood is also bleak, the morning sun is rising, but the old man seems to see the family as dark as the sunset, and all that awaits them is a long night.
There was a lot of unwillingness in my heart, thinking of the glory of my ancestors, thinking of the unknown disappearance of my ancestors, thinking of the decline of the family from my own book, and the old man who was once a gentleman roared like a beast, terrible and terrifying.
After stepping a few feet, the old man stepped out of the valley where the family was located, and there were only two words left in his heart, "revenge".
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Outside the city, Chen Qing, who was leaning against the sun, looked at Huang Hao lying on the ground expressionlessly, thinking about whether to spare his life first or be executed immediately, Lin Xiao's body not far away was still dripping with blood, and there was an inch-deep cut on his neck, which was obviously Chen Qing's masterpiece.
The scenes of the past two days flashed in his mind, and Chen Qing quickly made a decision.
It was not yet the middle of winter, but the ground was already cold, and Huang Hao, who was like ashes, looked at Chen Qing under the sun, he was standing, lying by himself, and he looked so tall out of thin air, thinking that Chen Qing's previous sword against Lin Xiao was as fast as his own performance, Huang Hao suddenly found that he still underestimated this servant-like figure in his heart.
When he saw that Chen Qing had made up his mind to execute himself, Huang Hao's eyes revealed a trace of misery, a day ago he was a well-known prince in several nearby provinces, but now he was waiting for the ants to execute him a day ago, and he did not have the slightest ability to resist.
Without the slightest martial arts, Chen Qing only learned one trick "One Sword to Subdue Demons", but with a slaughtering knife, Chen Qing brandished a long sword and slashed at Huang Hao's throat.
Without the company of stories, Huang Hao's death is extraordinary.
It's not that Chen Qing didn't have a measure of Huang Hao's life, anyway, looking at Huang Hao's dying appearance, what did it matter if he was left to survive, but Chen Qing didn't dare, Chen Qing was really afraid of Huang Hao's elusive methods, in case he still had any strange Gu worms, or poisons, sharp weapons, etc., Chen Qing, who didn't have any experience in the rivers and lakes, didn't dare to guarantee that he could carry Huang Hao's methods.
When Huang Hao finally swallowed his breath and looked at the two corpses in front of him, Chen Qing only felt that from now on, the sky was high and the birds could fly, he not only learned the real standing pile technique from the Huangfu butler, but also had the "Guanren Sutra" in hand, and he could grow steadily when he traveled around in the future.
However, the breath was not finished yet, and Chen Qing's face was ugly, it turned out that the life and death Gu was still in his mind and did not disappear, he originally thought that after killing Huang Hao without an owner, the Gu worm would die, but he didn't expect that he was still alive and tenaciously.
Looking at Huang Hao's corpse angrily, Chen Qing scolded in a low voice: "Death doesn't make people peaceful." ā
Since ancient times, Chen Qing has been killing people and setting fire to the gold belt, and Chen Qing naturally has plans to touch the treasure on the two of them. searched the two of them inside and out, and found a bag containing Gu worms from Huang Hao's body, while Lin Xiao found a bottle of medicinal powder. In addition to that, there was only some money left, and the sword that the two of them carried with them.
Chen Qing didn't dare to move the bag containing the Gu worm casually, he didn't try to open it to take a look, but fastened the bag tightly, and then carefully hung it around his waist. Chen Qing didn't look at a bottle of medicinal powder, and put it close to him, anyway, he didn't understand this, but what he was thinking about was probably something like sweat medicine, anyway, what he searched from Lin Xiao's body, he instinctively didn't think about the benefits.
Both swords are sharp weapons, but both swords are quite recognizable because of their owners, and it is not easy to operate if they want to sell and deal with them, Chen Qing took one of the swords that looked more popular, and threw the other one in place.
Money is also close to him, and Chen Qing feels that money is the most useful thing so far. The money scavenged from Huang Hao was enough for Chen Qing'an to live a stable life for several years.
After cleaning up, Chen Qing dragged the two of them to a dry well outside Dingcheng, threw the two of them and a sword into the well, and after thinking for a while, Chen Qing found firewood and grass to cover it up casually, making it look like a barren well. Then Chen Qing ran away from Dingcheng like a wild horse. Passing by the post station and changing into a good horse, Chen Qing accelerated to escape from this land of right and wrong.
Chen Qing knew that he had to flee, and he couldn't expect that what he had done would go unnoticed. It's helpless to escape, but killing people is necessary, when he saw Huang Hao and Lin Xiao arguing, Chen Qing didn't care who won or lost, and he didn't end well.
Lin Xiao seemed to have other plans for the Huang Mansion, and he didn't care about Huang Hao at all, let alone Chen Qing.
And Huang Hao and Chen Qing didn't bother to think about it, this person was cold by nature, if he was lucky enough to defeat Lin Xiao, and then took advantage of the killing of Xing Zhengnong to slaughter Chen Qing, Chen Qing would not be the slightest surprised by this result.
Run, run, run, the farther the better. Chen Qing rode his horse and galloped.
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At noon, a group of people stood by the dry well outside Dingcheng, looking at the two corpses that had just been salvaged, and their faces became more and more ugly one by one.
Huang Hualong and his wife, the housekeeper of the Huang Mansion, Huang Wanli, and the old man of the Lin family are impressively listed. However, looking at them, they are quite embarrassed, there are many sword wounds and scratches on their clothes, and they must have fought fiercely before, and I don't know how they found here.
The three forces glanced at each other impatiently, and Huang Hualong and the old man said in unison: "He can't run away." When they realized that they were saying the same thing, the two fathers, who had lost their beloved son, did not feel sorry for each other at all, but looked at each other resentfully and did not speak.
Then no one paid any attention to the other party, Huang Hualong took out a mosquito-sized Gu insect from the tip of his hair, pinched the trick and cast a spell, the Gu insect flew quickly in one direction, Huang Hualong flew on the horse, raised his whip and ran wildly, seeing that the direction of his charge was Chen Qing's escape route.
The old man put his finger to his mouth, a loud whistle sounded, and in a moment a black eagle flew from the sky, hovering in the sky, and flew in the direction of the Huanghua Dragon Yang Ma after circling around the top of the old man's head, and let out a "boom" in his mouth, and the old man followed closely behind, quickly following up.
Obviously, both have special methods to determine Chen Qing's location.
Several horses were changed on the road, and Chen Qing, who had been galloping with his life, had not realized his danger, but he did not dare to be careless, he did not dare to rest at all, and kept galloping.