At that moment, a fear originating from his soul welled up from the depths of his body and spread throughout his body.
He began to tremble uncontrollably.
It was as if something was about to push open the closed door at this moment and pour into his mind.
"Oh, I just said it casually, do you take it seriously?" But at this moment, Song Guicheng reached out and patted Chu Qingxiao's shoulder heavily.
He grinned, his eyes teasing.
Chu Qingxiao was frightened by this shot, his body trembled, and he came to his senses.
The strangeness in his body also receded like a tide along with this fright.
Chu Qingxiao's eyes widened and he stared at the man in front of him, the fear in his eyes not dissipating yet.
"But then..."
He wanted to say something, but was interrupted again by Song Guicheng: "We two, I am a rough guy, I only know how to kill people with a sword, and you, also have a thick head, a little smarter than me, but you are just
a little."
"If you and I study here for another ten years, we still can't figure out what Zhu Yin wants to do?"
"So, why don't we go to his lair and chop off Wu Zhu's head? Whatever conspiracy he has, won't it all be in vain?"
When Chu Qingxiao heard this, he felt that Song Guicheng's words did have some truth to them.
He nodded slightly hesitantly. Seeing this, Song Guicheng smiled even more. He patted Chu Qingxiao's shoulder again and said, "Let's go, brat."
After saying this, he turned around and stepped forward again.
…
Everyone trembled and was "escorted" by a large crowd of Wuling people behind them, and arrived at the door of the Zhu family courtyard.
The courtyard wall is tall and the gate is painted with red paint, which is a decoration that ordinary people's homes would have, but when it falls on the courtyard gate in front of you, it looks particularly bright, as if it has been repeatedly soaked in blood.
There are two stone sculptures on both sides of the courtyard gate. They are male and female lions, but the material is extremely white. In the past, others passed by and never took a closer look. Now when they look carefully, the more they look at it, the more it penetrates their eyes - the white things faintly exude a deathly feeling.
Qi, as if...
Bones!
The sky was also very strange. It was just past midnight, but the sky was as dark as dusk.
Above the head, black clouds surged, as if something was swimming deep in the clouds, and from time to time purple thunder and lightning flashed in the clouds.
The common people who were following behind also stopped at this time.
They stood in an arc in front of the courtyard door, no longer whispering, just standing quietly, but their eyes were still fixed on Chu Qingxiao and his group.
It was as if they had completed some kind of sacred ritual and now only needed to wait for the sacrifice.
This scene is extremely weird.
Even Chu Qingxiao felt a little numb on his scalp.
"They are not stopping us, are they just waiting for us to fall into the trap?" Sun Kuan asked with a trembling voice as he looked at the crowd.
Wang Dagui on the side heard this, holding the sword in his hand, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice: "I also think that we are too hasty to kill here, why don't we go back and plan carefully..."
But such a suggestion was only met with a muffled "squeak" sound from beside me.
While everyone was talking, Song Guicheng had already walked to the courtyard door and pushed open the courtyard door without hesitation. Everyone was shocked when they saw Song Guicheng turning back towards them and grinning: "Everyone,
There is no turning back when the bow is drawn."
"There is only an urn left."
"Let's go."
After saying this, he took the lead and strode into the Zhu family courtyard.
When everyone saw this, they were filled with fear. At this moment, they could only suppress it and followed him fearfully.
At this time, the group of people who followed also gathered in front of the courtyard gate, but did not enter. They just crowded at the door and muttered again: "The God of Eternal Night, whose wings cover the frosty sky..."
Those murmurs gathered together and resounded endlessly behind everyone.
It seems like I am traveling through wind and snow, and also through time and space.
Pass this fanatical piety to the ears of a great being in the dark.
…
"Qingxiao, do you really know this guy?" Wang Che took this opportunity to approach Chu Qingxiao and asked in a low voice.
Chu Qingxiao nodded and said: "My memory was indeed blurry before, but after meeting him, most of his memory has been restored. I am very sure that he is the commander of Xizhou Jianjia."
Wang Che glanced at the back of Song Guicheng who was walking in front, but decided that the other party had not noticed him, and said again: "But why do I feel that something is wrong with this guy."
Chu Qingxiao frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wang Che said: "Didn't you realize that this guy seems to have tricked us into coming here?"
"Cao Yamen and the others have some cultivation, so they can help a lot when they come, but my father and you and I and your uncle are here, what can we do? If we really fight, others will be busy protecting us, which is not a benefit.
A burden?"
Chu Qingxiao had almost unconditional trust in Song Guicheng. During the days when he was besieged by Zhuyin, it was Song Guicheng who planned all the way to allow the isolated and helpless Wuling City to hold on for nearly a year.
Therefore, after Song Guicheng arrived, Chu Qingxiao seemed to have found a backbone and subconsciously ignored many of the other party's unreasonable actions.
Hearing Wang Che's words at this moment, he carefully recalled Song Guicheng's words and deeds.
There were indeed many places that were strange, but out of his trust in Song Guicheng, he still said: "Commander Song has always done things like this. It seems that there are no rules, but in fact he has insight into what is going on. You don't have to worry."
"He must have a reason for doing this."
The conversation between the two was also clearly heard by Chu Zhaozhao on the side. The girl frowned and wanted to say something, but in the end she did not speak.
"Well... I believe you." Wang Che nodded at this time and put away his doubts.
The group of people walked in the outer courtyard of the Zhu family's residence, each with their own thoughts.
Compared with the first time, this outer courtyard has not changed much.
It was still empty, with only snow on the ground and a few dead trees standing, looking very desolate.
"You don't have to worry about buying such a big yard. The taste of these candlelights doesn't look good either." Sun Kuan stuck closely behind Chu Yueshan, looking up and down at the yard, and complained.
"It is indeed a pity. If it were me, I would have to build a rockery and build a pond or something." Wang Dagui said after taking over the conversation.
"Put some koi carp in the pond, and build a pavilion in the center of the lake, surrounded by peach trees. In spring, when the peach blossoms bloom, put two big pig's trotters on them, and sit in the peach blossom pavilion. It's so beautiful.
Already."
Wang Dagui said with a look of intoxication on his face, as if he was already immersed in the beautiful scenery he described.
"Vulgar, vulgar!" Chu Yueshan glanced at the fat-headed and big-eared Wang Dagui, and said scornfully: "When the peach blossoms are blooming, they must be paired with my Wuling City's unique peach blossom wine."
“Fine wine paired with beautiful scenery is called elegance!”
"Hmph, with Chu Yamen's monthly salary, I'm afraid he can only afford cheap wine like Peach Blossom Brew, right?" Wang Dagui retorted.
"Oh, by the way, my memory almost forgot that Chu Yamen is no longer a Yamen servant!"
"Bah! I was framed by Zhu Yin. After Zhu Yin is defeated, not only will I be reinstated, but I will also be promoted to the position of head catcher if my guarantee is not met. Then I will lead people to inspect the winery and grain shop under your sect.
, I don’t believe you don’t have a place to hide your filth!” Chu Yueshan was stabbed in a painful spot and said angrily.
"I, the king, do serious business, and I am not afraid of the shadow of my body..."
The two sides started arguing with each other, and no one was willing to convince anyone based on their stance.
Chu Qingxiao was also a little helpless towards his father who could be jealous of everyone. He originally wanted to give some words to persuade him, but then he thought about it. The two of them were arguing so much that they were no longer so afraid of the gloomy atmosphere here, which was a good thing.
He grabbed Wang Che, who was about to step forward to break up the fight, and let the two go...
The team continued to advance amidst the quarrel between Wang Dagui and Chu Yueshan.
At first, everyone was still wary, but after walking for a while, they saw that there was not a single person in the outer courtyard except for the snow and dead trees, so they couldn't help but relax a lot.
Soon, under the leadership of Song Guicheng, they arrived at the door of the inner courtyard.
Compared with the gate of the mansion, which is more than ten feet high, the lintel of the inner courtyard seems a bit ordinary, even shabby.
The courtyard door is no more than one person tall and is made of ordinary wooden boards. It has not been painted, and there are white mold spots growing in some places, as if it has not been taken care of for a long time.
And the weirdest thing is that on such a small wooden door, there are seven or eight chains as thick as an adult's wrist crisscrossed, and there is also a huge iron lock, as if something terrible is locked in the inner courtyard.
generally.
"Be careful." Even Song Guicheng, who had been carefree before, frowned at this moment and spoke loudly to everyone.
When everyone saw Song Guicheng being like this, their hearts tightened, and they all looked nervously at the small courtyard gate in front of them as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Song Guicheng stepped forward, drew out the sword from his waist, shouted softly, and swung the long sword in his hand.
The seven or eight criss-crossing iron ropes on the courtyard gate were cut off like mud by Song Guicheng's sword.
clang.
With a muffled sound, the iron lock fell to the ground.
Song Guicheng stood there, looking at the exposed courtyard door with a solemn expression on his face.
When everyone saw this, their hearts were in their throats. Cao Shugong and others clenched the long swords in their hands, Chu Zhaozhao also took a stance, and Wang Dagui pulled his son behind Chu Yueshan regardless of previous suspicions.
, everyone stared nervously at the short courtyard door.
Song Guicheng took a deep breath, then stretched out his hand and pushed gently towards the door.
Squeak——
The dilapidated courtyard door rubbed against the doorpost, making a heart-wrenching hoarse sound.
The courtyard door slowly opened, and the scene hidden behind him slowly came into view like a scroll being unfolded...