Chapter 180: Weird

Sun Jian let out an exaggerated sigh of surprise and pretended to be concerned and asked, "How can it be? It is said that in the south of the country, there are many untouchables. ”

Guan Da nodded and said, "Yes." In previous years, there were these untouchable villages and towns not more than a few dozen miles away outside the border, but this year they were empty, as if they knew we were coming, and they all fled. Therefore, Chen Biting Jin Hall Master said, anyway, we can't go back empty-handed. Last year, the Wild Wolf Hall went north hunting, and more than 2,000 untouchables were sacrificed to the pavilion master, and this year we have to make a face for the Thunder Fire Hall. Not to mention more, how can we double the number of people, 4,000 untouchables, and only then can we raise our eyebrows. Otherwise, I can't help but fight for the right to hunt for us, don't you say?"

"That's, that's. Sun Jian said, "Then what should you do now?"

Guan Da said proudly: "Chen Biting Jin Hall Master said that this time we must catch four thousand untouchables. If it really doesn't work, even if we want to directly hit the iǎ city formed by those untouchables, we will grab 4,000 untouchables. In order to search for the untouchables, our people have been searching north-east, and they have increased the scope of their search. We are one of those search teams. ”

He Ping said in surprise: "Search in the northeast direction, then isn't it very close to the cities near those poor people?"

"city. Sun Jian said rudely: "A group of untouchables stay in Iǎ Town, and the so-called defenders of the entire Iǎ Town are only about 6,000 people, and if they were located in the sensitive area of Province J, they would have been wiped out a long time ago." ”

He Ping nodded, a trace of worry rising in his heart. A heartbeat for no reason, as if something was about to happen.

Guan Da continued: "We are now stationed in Sunset Mountain, which is about a hundred miles away from here. The master of the golden hall said that if we can no longer find the untouchables, we will lead our entire hall to attack the so-called towns of the untouchables. ”

Speaking of this, He Ping turned his head to see Qiu Peng, who was sitting behind the fire, beckoning to him, so he stood up and quietly walked to Qiu Peng, seeing Qiu Peng's eyes looking at him full of calmness and sobriety, He Ping, who walked to Qiu Peng's side, suddenly flashed a trace of relaxation in his heart, as if Qiu Peng's eyes could give people a sense of security.

Qiu Peng asked in a low voice, "What did they say about the Northern Hunt just now?"

He Ping said in a low voice: "The matter of the Northern Hunt has been going on for a long time. Probably when Lingyun Pavilion was established, Lingyun Pavilion was just an iǎ force at that time, and there were various forces around it, ready to merge Lingyun Pavilion at any time. In order to show that the reigning cabinet lord Li jīng Tuzhi, the horse is vigorous, and always ready to lead the people to fight, a custom was formed at that time, and a drill should be held in the autumn every year, and the cabinet lord himself led the troops, and the name was Autumn Hunt. Moreover, the captured pauper mén can also work in various jobs such as production and construction, which can also be liberated by some of the people in the gang. ”

Later, this was about a hundred years ago, with the decline of some big forces at that time, Lingyun Pavilion took advantage of the situation to rise, and officially became one of the sixteen major forces in the martial arts.

At this time, the reigning pavilion master no longer has the habit of personally leading the troops, but this custom of carrying out autumn hunting every year has not changed, but it has been changed to some hall masters leading troops to replace the pavilion master's autumn hunt.

"Eventually, the autumn hunt evolved into the northern hunt, and it became an annual operation to kidnap the poor......

Qiu Peng frowned and said, "In this way, the poor people looted during the Northern Hunt should belong to the pavilion master, why is it considered to be féi-bad?"

He Ping said softly: "In order to show the importance and favor of the Pavilion Master to his subordinates, and to show that the Lingyun Pavilion attaches great importance to military merits, generally speaking, the spoils of war after victory are ostensibly dedicated to the Pavilion Master, but after the Pavilion Master accepts the spoils, most of the spoils will still be given to the victorious subordinates." ”

The hall master who led the troops owned a part of it, and the rest distributed the spoils to his subordinates in a certain proportion to show that they were united in their efforts. Therefore, the North Hunt will become the most sought-after task, and once the North Hunt comes down, a large number of people will be féi. ”

Qiu Peng frowned and said, "Do you feel that in the past two days, there is something strange about the poor people's cottages we have seen?"

"Nothing unusual, right?" He Ping said instinctively, then thought about it, and said: "Ah, I remember, in the past few days, the villages of several poor people I met on the road seemed to be deserted, and Sun Jian took people to go there several times, but he didn't see any poor people, and he didn't find anything valuable. Sun Jian also shouted for this"

Qiu Peng said: "Can you find someone who has been to the slum village with Sun Jian, and let me ask him a few questions?"

He Ping looked back at the major people who were still happily talking about the grand occasion of the Northern Hunt, nodded, walked into the crowd, pulled out a mercenary, and brought him to Qiu Peng's side.

"Is that a slum village," the mercenary scratched his head and said in a sleepy voice, "there is no one." I guess someone else has robbed me. ”

Qiu Peng said patiently: "Think about it, can you still remember some details?"

The mercenary thought for a long time before he said, "There's really nothing out of the ordinary. It's just that no one lives. There is a very thin layer of dust on the table. I think it's been about ten days. And then there's--"

Qiu Peng saw a hesitant look on the mercenary's face, and said, "If you have anything to say, say it quickly." It is a matter of life and death for our entire team. ”

The mercenary was startled and muttered, "I just don't know if it's necessary, you might think I'm ridiculous." ”

Qiu Peng said calmly: "You can say it, there is nothing ridiculous about this. ”

The mercenary said, "Yes, I remember when I entered the farmhouse, my first feeling was that it was too clean and empty. Everything was neatly arranged, tables, chairs and benches were neatly arranged, but there was no clutter at all. It's as if the whole family has moved away. ”

Qiu Peng thought for a while and said: "Think about it, ordinary people are used to putting things like farm tools in the courtyard or behind mén, such as hoes and shovels. Do you remember if there was one? ”

The mercenary shook his head: "Absolutely not. I remember very well that when we went in we could not find anything of any value, not a single piece of cloth that was clean all around. ”

Qiu Peng nodded and waved the mercenary back. He Ping sensed the vigilance in Qiu Peng's heart, and his mood became heavy and said, "What's the matter? What are you thinking?"

Qiu Peng hesitated for a moment, only to feel that this idea was completely whimsical, whimsical, without any evidence and signs, let alone a conclusion after reasoning and reasoning, and now it seemed difficult to win his trust with He Ping, but Qiu Peng still decided to say it: "I heard what Guan Da said just now that they couldn't find the poor people in the northern hunt, so they kept pushing towards the slums' settlements, which made me involuntarily have a feeling that it was not appropriate. ”

He Ping frowned and said: "Advancing into the depths of the slum area is naturally a bit risky, but within a radius of five hundred miles, the enemy's garrison adds up to only about 10,000 people, I'm afraid there is no big problem." ”

Qiu Peng said: "If you think about it, there should be a distance of two or three hundred miles from here to Hanshu Pass, but the surrounding poor people have disappeared. Don't you think it's a little weird?"

He Ping thought carefully: "Is it because of the plundering along the way that the poor people dare not live in this area anymore? Or because they know that the period of the Northern Hunt is coming, so they warn these poor people to evacuate this place?"

Qiu Peng shook his head and said, "According to Guan Da, they can't find any trace within a radius of hundreds of miles. Coupled with what we saw on the road, the poor people in the neighborhood also disappeared. Note, "

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