At the wine table, Mr. Ge drank wine one mouthful at a time, his face gloomy.
A young wild cultivator who appeared out of nowhere dared to challenge him. Although he, Master Ge Heng, did not have an attack at the time, he felt secretly resentful in his heart.
Manager Hu was cautiously flattering.
Halfway through the wine, Ge Heng suddenly thought of something. He squinted his eyes and glanced at the unopened jar of wine next to him.
"Is this jar of wine for that boy?"
"If you want to drink it, just open it." Manager Hu cursed in his heart. This bottle of wine costs twenty taels of silver, but he said with a smile on his face: "I'll buy it later."
"No." Ge Heng suddenly smiled, with green vitality in his hand, and patted the outside of the jar of wine: "This is the jar, it's pretty good."
Manager Hu was horrified: "Master Ge, this is impossible!"
Ge Heng stopped smiling and turned to look at him with cold eyes: "What can't you do?"
Cold sweat broke out on Guanshi Hu's back, but he still had to bite the bullet and said: "That's a monk. Something is really going to happen. No one can escape."
Although Yang State is small, it is still a country and has its own laws.
Just like his surnamed Ge, although he beat the maids frequently, he would not actually kill anyone.
Killing people wantonly, unless he has some background that can be easily covered up. Or he no longer wants this stable job.
"What are you afraid of? He is a wild cultivator with unknown origins. Who will investigate?" Ge Heng said dissatisfied: "Besides, I don't want to kill him. I just want to teach him a lesson. So that young people will not know how high the sky is and how high the earth is!"
"Seriously... no one will die?" Manager Hu was trembling.
"Why did I lie to you?" Ge Heng said, and comforted: "Don't worry, no one will find out! How can the Qingmu Immortal Sect's methods be taken lightly?"
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In the dark mountain road, silhouettes of people move quickly.
"This is the mountain area governed by the Shuangjiao Association. Who is coming?"
In the darkness, a voice suddenly sounded.
The Shuangjiao Association is a local sect in the Mo Kingdom. It is subject to the rule of the Mo Kingdom and has a certain degree of autonomy. Among the sects in the entire Mo Kingdom, its strength is not weak.
This place already belongs to the peripheral area of the Shuangjiao Society, and the person who spoke out at this time is probably the mountain patrol monk of the Shuangjiao Society.
Among the crowds of figures, a voice suddenly responded: "The disciples of the Qinghe County Taoist Academy of Zhuang State are on duty to apprehend the skeleton murderer. Please do me a favor!"
The voice belonging to the patrolling monks of the Shuangjiao Society fell silent in the darkness.
In previous years, Shuangjiao Association would never have given this face.
Mo and Zhuang have been in conflict for many years, but they have never been at a disadvantage.
But now...
Emperor Zhuang came to Dongzhen, and there was Du Ruhui, the Prime Minister of the country. The two great gods, Huangfu Duanming, the general, came with strong troops and horses, overwhelming the four directions. It was the time to show off their talents.
There are also constant voices from all over the Zhuang Kingdom that war is undoubtedly the most direct way to seek a status consistent with strength.
The Mo Kingdom's court repeatedly evaded state affairs because it did not want to give Zhuang Kingdom such an excuse.
Since it is the "business" of Taoist disciples to arrest evil cults such as White Bone Tao, they Shuangjiao Guild can turn a blind eye. The living monument erected outside Maple Forest City has already spread to people.
The monks of the Qinghe County Taoist Academy were not surprised and quickly dispersed. Today they had destroyed a small stronghold of the White Bone Taoist Temple and were chasing the last few believers here in an effort to obtain all the Taoist medals.
The hatred and entanglement between Zhuang Guo and the White Bone Dao is not limited to this year. There was a catastrophe caused by the White Bone Dao more than two hundred years ago. At that time, Taizu Zhuang Chengqian mobilized the power of the whole country to destroy the White Bone Dao in one fell swoop.
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After that, the White Bone Path revived, but it was only a small fight. It was not until last year that the destruction of Maplewood City shocked the whole country.
But only today, they were so proud that they were able to arrest the murderer in the Mo country's territory openly.
Only when the country becomes stronger can they be confident.
The Taoist monks of Qinghe County spread out their formation and encircled them in a roundabout way, intending to annihilate the pursuing White Bone Taoist priests. They could not go any deeper, fearing that the two dragons would rebound.
For Li Jianqiu, who issued the order, it was enough to explore the surrounding situation of Shuangjiao Society.
As the most outstanding monk in the Qinghe County Taoist Academy, he indeed shoulders such a secret mission. Those few white-bone Taoist disciples fled all the way here because of his deliberate indulgence.
In order to ensure secrecy, the other monks who were traveling with him did not know about this matter. They were still immersed in the strong pride of the country, and at the same time they were filled with hatred because of the destruction of Maplewood City in this county.
Li Jianqiu didn't know how many people had the same secret mission as him, but he knew he was not the only one.
Zhuang Guo had been sleeping for many years, but now he woke up, hungry and wanted to eat meat.
Looking around the surrounding countries, the Yong Kingdom is certainly the hardest to crack down on, and the Mo Kingdom may not be easy to gain entry to. But the top management of the Zhuang Kingdom clearly has a goal.
In today's world, various countries have arisen, sects are numerous, and the major forces are intertwined.
For example, the state of Zhuang and the state of Yong are feuding, and Yong is strong and Zhuang is weak, but behind the state of Zhuang is the Taoist family. With the support of the Taoist sect, it can enjoy the national destiny for a long time.
Among the Taoist kingdoms in the world, the strongest one is of course Jingguo, the overlord of the central region. But specifically, Jingguo regards Taoism as its sect and has three branches simultaneously. Zhuangguo, however, belongs to the Yujing Mountain branch...
All of these are not enough.
In such a complex world situation, national war is not an easy matter, and we must not just look at the immediate situation. Those who do not think about the overall situation are not enough to think about one area.
The work Li Jianqiu did was only an insignificant part of the long preparation.
Of course, the tasks assigned above should be completed, but for Li Jianqiu himself, destroying the White Bone Path is what he cares about most.
Maple Grove City is his hometown.
In his early years, because of the incident at Shubi Peak, he was used to being a loner. But last year, after the heavy suppression of Shubi Peak, he was relieved and began to try to accept others. For example, Jiang Wangzhao Ru became Huang Azhan.
And his parents and family...
All gone.
They are all gone.
If there must be a specific description of this feeling, it would be the feeling he had when he cried and howled on the official road after escaping from Shubi Peak.
But it's even worse than that.
He was alone then, and he is even more alone now.
At that time, he was a lost dog, but now...
He even felt as if he had deserted again. When he encountered disaster in Maplewood City, he took refuge in Qinghe County Courtyard. When his family, friends, brothers, and fellow villagers needed him,
But he wasn't there.
It will never be here again.
This place is a strange country, and the night is already dark.
Li Jianqiu had already given the order to kill the stray rats, so his steps slowed down. There was no need for him to personally take action against these few people.
He suddenly paused and pressed the hilt of his sword.
It was very quiet all around. It was quiet at night.
But it's too quiet.
He could no longer hear the breathing of his brothers and sisters, and he could no longer feel their heartbeats.
Even the vague aura of the patrolling monks of the Shuangjiao Society, which was a warning to outsiders like them, disappeared.
In the darkness, in the direction Li Jianqiu was looking at, a tall and burly figure with a large ring sword on his back came out.
"You Zhuang people really don't know how to live or die!"
He threw the human head in his hand, and the skull rolled around a few times until it met Li Jianqiu's eyes.
This is a woman with a delicate face, who is the current junior sister of the County Dao Academy.
Li Jianqiu looked away from her expression of horror and looked at the tall figure coming out of the darkness.
His aura was violent, and his face was covered with... a tiger bone mask.
This chapter has been completed!