The stars hang around the fields, and the moonlight is bright.

A cavalry of nearly 300 people and nearly a thousand horses gathered into a black turbulent river, and the conflict stirred up, covering the old man's official road.

In front, the station is far away, and the lights are lit further away, and the houses are faintly hidden. It is a small village near the river and the mountains.

Many black crows couldn't help but show joy on their faces. Naturally, the small station could not accommodate so many people, but it was still possible to let everyone have a bite of hot rice.

As for that small village, the second master has enforced orders since he took charge of the army. The Black Crow Guards acted according to the military rules and never set up camp on their own, so they would not disturb the people.

"Second brother, something is wrong."

Yang Xiong rode a ox back from the front of the team, ran to Liu Tugou and said.

The snow-hoofed green dragon beast under his crotch was a little impatient, and his hooves were digging the soil hard. However, the rammed earth in the official road was extremely solid. After digging it with its strength, it turned out to be just a small shallow pit.

Liu Tugou nodded and said, "That village is empty, everyone has gone to the mountain."

The eyes of the people looked further away, and the Black Crow Guard was running around. There were many such post stations and villages. The one in front of him was indeed as Yang Xiongji said, and it was a little strange.

I saw many torches dotted on the hills that were backed by the village, connecting them into strings, and lined up from the foot of the mountain to the dense forest at the top of the mountain.

Mountain birds flew in shock and circled over the forest.

When you go up the mountain at night, the whole village will still be full of nests, and there must be a reason for this.

Liu Tugou thought for a while and waved his hand, "Go to the post station first, Xu Dongjiang, Fu Yangguan, you can take the lead."

"yes!"

Two Xuetang Shi, who followed Shuofang, came out with his life, rode his horse like a dragon, and several subordinates followed him. One was a young man and the other was middle-aged. They were all capable and decisive and determined figures, and they could not see a trace of childishness or sourness again.

The two dissatisfied Shi approached the station first, and did not rush to knock on the door. Instead, they diverted from the front of the door and walked around the sides of the station. Several people leaped onto the wall with crossbows, occupying several dangerous positions.

Not everyone can do such a thing in the post station set up by the imperial court, but these black crows are completely unaware of the inappropriateness.

Yang Xiongji then arrived, and rode a bull and halberd standing in front of the innyard gate. He looked at the closed gate and shouted loudly: "Official Chief, come out quickly, it's not dark yet, why are you closing the door and sleeping?"

He shouted twice, and when he saw no one answered, he felt a little anxious and said angrily: "Come on, go in and open the door!"

A black crow standing on the wall turned around and looked at Fu Yangguan. Seeing that his cultivation level was getting deeper and his cunning became deeper, his head nodded slightly, then he jumped down and opened the yard gate from inside.

Several black crows rushed in on horseback, and soon they pulled out a drunk man covered in horse feces, and there was a nausea on their clothes.

The drunk man closed his eyes, so drunk that he was so weak that he refused to stay idle, and he cursed: "Where did the dogs come from? You dare to go to the official station to play wildly. You really think that the king's law is gone? If you are angry, you don't have to report to the county magistrate. You just threw them to the back mountain to worship the mountain god, and then you know that the uncle is not easy to mess with..."

After scolding, he cried again: "Let's sacrifice all, everyone is dead!"

Ren Xichou felt it carefully and smiled at Liu Tugou with some caution, "Sir, if my subordinates have no spiritual enlightenment, this person will probably be left in this inn."

Liu Tugou nodded: "You have accumulated a lot of money, so your realm has been stable so quickly. In order to consolidate your realm, I went through many twists and turns in life and death that day, but I was so embarrassed."

Ren Xichou lowered his head slightly: "How can he compare to the talented and talented people?"

In his opinion, although the adult said that he fell to the realm of his own due to his unstable foundation and re-educated, although he had consolidated his foundation and achieved a real inspiration in the first state of inspiration, he always felt like he was in the abyss when facing the adult, and felt a kind of trembling and fear from the bottom of his heart.

Liu Tugou laughed silently. This descendant of the Northern Sect of the Demon Sect really knew the current affairs and knew how to be low and small. He did not see any pride that the master should have. Instead, he was a little uncomfortable with the sick Master Tiger Mountain who was used to the hearts.

However, as long as you have heard the "Song of Troubled Times" played with human skin drums and crying for a long song, who dares to take this brother Ren lightly?

He thought about this and turned his head to look at Sang Yuan.

This man, who was originally Ren Xichou's confidant, was in an awkward situation for a while and was silent most of the time. He only showed his true face of being crazy and bloodthirsty on the battlefield.

As Ren Xichou became a master, his mind and vision were naturally different after his realm improved, and the gap between them widened. Instead, the secular shackles that originally bound Sangyuan were loosened, making him gradually active.

Sang Yuan noticed Liu Tugou's eyes and understood it immediately. He raised his legs and jumped off the horse's back and put it in the drunkard's chest.

The drunk man's body was kicked back, but his shoulder was held down by a black crow, but his legs were off the ground, but his upper body had to remain in place, and then he slapped the ground flat on the ground with a bang.

The drunk man now became a little more awake, struggled to raise his head, and retching, as if he was about to open his mouth and vomit.

Sang Yuan frowned and hit the spine of the drunken junior, pressing the drunken upper body back to the ground, and his whole face suddenly smashed into the soil.

vomit!

The filth that was about to burst out was pressed back to his mouth and nose. The drunk man groaned in pain and twitched his hands and feet a few times, as if it was extremely painful.

Many black crows also had their faces twitching, thinking how ridiculous and tragic it would be if they drowned like this?

Sang Yuan is really hard to change his bad nature. Liu Tugou was quite helpless and waved his hand and said, "Okay, just a drunk man, don't really kill him."

Sang Yuan nodded and said yes. He squatted down and lifted the drunk man's back collar, shook it hard, and then patiently asked the drunk man with a look of mud and dirty face, then looked up and said, "Sir, there is a private wild sacrifice temple set up by villagers on the back mountain. We need to use life to flexibly sacrifice. Today is the time, and the villagers have all gone up the mountain."

He spoke casually, and most of the black crows were casually heard. Although this kind of thing was rare in the northern military provinces where the mountains and rivers were not raised, it was ordinary in Zhou Tian. Even the black crows from the south, such as Xu Dongjiang, who were from the south, had heard or seen, not to mention that some black crows were evil devils before they entered the village first, and they had done many such unethical activities. They could be said to be clear about the various things.

There is inevitably some supernatural breeding among the beautiful mountains and rivers, not to mention the monks with first-class cultivation under the Zhoutian who are obsessed with profit and rely on some means to fool the villagers, seeking wealth, and beauty, or practicing the divine way privately. The former is fine, while the latter is a taboo of national sacrifices such as the Valley Temple. Once it becomes a climate, it will inevitably lead to the ruthless killing of the warriors in the red-clothed palace guarding.

In other words, today's matter is what the Valley Temple should do, but it has nothing to do with the Black Crow Guard.

Most of the black crows were not surprised, but Liu Tugou became interested instead.

Although Yunzhou where Lanling is located is remote, it is prosperous and wealthy enough, and it is difficult for ghosts and gods to prosper. Although I heard that all the barbarians in the mountains to the west believe in evil gods and are used to sacrifice to living people, no one has ever seen him, let alone a dog butcher.

Liu Tugou thought about it, and finally couldn't help but feel curious. He smiled and ordered: "There is nothing left and right. Several 100 cavalry commanders followed me up the mountain to see the fun. The rest of his brothers camped next to this inn, using the stove to make a fire to cook. All matters will be taken care of by Xu Dongjiang. Those who violate the order will be killed!"
Chapter completed!