Dark clouds cover the moon, and the cold wind howls.

The mountains in the Guangxing Mountains are continuous, like undulating waves. The cold winter ice wind blows by, carrying the snow and frost with a "whirring" sound, which looks particularly scary in the dark night.

Even though it was dozens of miles away, the light of the flames reaching into the sky could still be faintly seen.

"Help, help -"

Under night, the village on the mountainside welcomed dozens of fleeing figures. Almost all of these people were women and children, all dressed in ragged clothes and looking frightened, like frightened birds.

After a while, the entire Jingjiazhai was alarmed.

"Master Kui——, Master Kui!"

"knew!"

Sitting up from the bed, Jing Kui touched his head. His wife next to him had already woken up and was getting up quietly. Jing Kui looked back at his one-year-old child who was still sleeping soundly and smiled inadvertently.

The fire outside was getting brighter and brighter, and the noise was getting louder and louder.

Jing Kui got dressed with the help of his wife and was about to turn around and go out. Suddenly he stopped and turned around and said, "I'm afraid it won't be a peaceful night. You should watch the children in the house and stop running around."

"Okay, you have to be careful too."

"Um……"

Opening the door, the cold wind blew against his face. Jing Kui blocked the door, looked back at the child, then looked at his wife behind him, smiled at each other, and then left with peace of mind.

Since the establishment of the Great Construction Dynasty, hundreds of years have passed, and the world has been relatively decent. Therefore, most of the residents living in seclusion in the Guangxing Mountains have moved to the outside world, and there are not many remaining villages. But not many does not mean that there are none, especially if people have lived here for generations.

The indigenous people in Guangxing Mountains have long been accustomed to living in the environment of Guangxing Mountains, and there are still many who are unwilling to leave their hometowns. Jingjiazhai is one of the largest indigenous settlements still existing in Guangxing Mountains. However, due to the population's outward migration year after year

They flowed out, and now there are only three to four hundred people left.

When Jing Kui came out, a lot of people had gathered outside. In addition to those keeping watch, there were also many people who had woken up from their sleep to join in the fun. The whole village was filled with the sound of torches lit up.

"what happened?"

"They are all people from Liangzhai next door. They said they were fleeing for their lives and asked us to open the door to hide."

"I'm asking what's going on in Liang Village?" Jing Kui climbed up to the gate of the village. He didn't look at the wailing old women and children outside the village gate, but raised his eyes to look at the mountain fire emerging in the distance.

"I don't know yet."

"Didn't the village on the other side of Shuishan get stolen yesterday? Could it be the same group of people who did it?"

"Are the officers and soldiers coming?"

"Impossible, at least hundreds of people are required to do this. If they are officers and soldiers, how can we not know?"

"Who else could have done it?"

…

Jing Kui said nothing in response to the discussions among his men. He just looked at the red light rising in the dark night in the distance and his face darkened. Although Liangjiazhai was not as crowded as Jingjiazhai, there were still one or two hundred people. It seemed that

It was burnt to the ground and completely destroyed. Normally, if the New Year is not good, there will be some conflicts between the villages, but this is done because everyone understands that everyone is an aborigine and everyone is aboriginal.

We just want to survive, and we have to be consistent with the outside world when necessary. As long as we can survive, we won't. Therefore, we haven't heard of this massacre of a village for several years. What's more, this kind of massacre of two villages in a row? Jing Kui

I have only heard of it from my ancestors.

"Where's the chicken?"

"I went there when I saw the movement, and I haven't come back yet."

"How long have you been there?"

"It's been almost an hour."

"Why didn't you call me?" Jing Kui asked angrily.

"Yes, Lord Chicken said it was too late and asked everyone to stay in the village just in case."

"..."

Jing Kui frowned and his face softened slightly. It made sense to say this. After all, they were dozens of miles apart and when they saw the fire, no matter whether it was good or bad, it was basically over. He glanced at the restless remnants of Liangjiazhai below and pondered.

After a while, he waved his hand and said, "Open the small door and carefully check them one by one before letting them in. Temporarily place them in the front altar and give them some food and clothing."

"yes."

Someone took the order and went down quickly.

Jing Kui looked in the direction of the mountain fire again. At this time, the fire light had gone down, and there was only a little red light, and the rising smoke could be vaguely seen. He looked away and looked down at the women and children who had escaped, and he felt something was wrong.

But after a while, when the dozens of people were let in one by one, except for a few young adults who were responsible for escorting them all the way, there was indeed nothing unusual. Jing Kui was still worried, and ordered his subordinates to bring the only few people in.

Several men were placed under strict supervision.

After being so busy for a while, everything was fine. Jing Kui breathed a sigh of relief and was about to find a few people to ask for details, when he suddenly heard a sharp night bird cry from outside the village gate.

"It's Master Chicken. Master Chicken is back. Open the door. Open the door quickly."

Someone yelled from the other side of the watchtower, and then someone from inside responded, and then opened the door.

Jing Kui looked over and saw Laoji in night clothes and five or six figures rushing in one after another. They looked embarrassed and panicked. If he looked carefully, he saw that they were all stained with blood and were more or less injured.

Injured.

"Old chicken..."

"It says..."

Lao Ji took off his mask and looked pale. Without caring about his injuries, he raised his hand to interrupt Jing Kui and motioned to go inside the village hall. When Jing Kui saw his serious expression, he knew something was wrong.

Sure enough, what happened next exceeded everyone's expectations.

When Jing Kui called the few people in the village who could speak, and was about to discuss countermeasures based on the severity of the situation, when Laoji opened his mouth, everyone took a breath of air, and for a moment they didn't know where to start, "

The one hundred and ninety-two people in Liangjiazhai, apart from those who escaped and the few I rescued, are all gone..."

Everyone looked at each other, speechless.

"Who did it?"

After a long time, Jing Kui calmed down first.

Laoji took a sip of hot wine and wiped the remaining blood on his face. His skinny face looked serious, "People from Langgou."

"What?"

"How is it possible? Impossible!"

"unacceptable……"

…

The hall immediately exploded. Some people were yelling, some were indignant, and some were skeptical and expressed disbelief. All of a sudden, it was a mess.

"Shut up!"

Jing Kui shouted, looked around to calm down the situation, then turned to Lao Ji, "Keep talking!"

Lao Ji nodded and cursed gloomily: "When I came back, I arrested two people and asked them. They got a batch of ordnance from somewhere. They had wiped out all the stockades in the east end. Now the east end

There are only a few villages left, all of which have returned to Langgou. There are thousands of people in total, and there were two or three hundred people who sneaked over tonight."

"How, how is it possible..."

"Shut up!"

Jing Kui drank again, his eyes sweeping across the whole hall like knives. No one dared to answer. After a pause, Jing Kui took a breath and looked at the old chicken suspiciously, "Are you sure?"

The so-called Dongtou refers to the east side of the Guangxing Mountains. The Guangxing Mountains stretch for thousands of miles from west to east, and are divided into two sides by the official road in the middle. The locals regard it as the dividing line between the east and the west. Although they are both in the Guangxing Mountains

, but Jingjiazhai is in the west and Langgou is in the east, hundreds of miles apart from each other, and there is basically no contact between them. The river water never interferes with the well water.

Laoji's expression remained unchanged, with a cold expression, "I personally caught them and asked them, it's not wrong. Moreover, their next target is us, and they even promised that they would either open the village and surrender, or massacre it!"

boom.

Jing Kui punched the table, shattering it, and the table legs broke with a 'click'. Everyone was shocked and swallowed back all the words they were about to say. Jing Kui was like an angry wild wolf.

, his eyes glowed a little red, "What do they want to do?"

"Jie Sui Gong."

Laoji responded immediately, causing the whole place to fall silent.

Jing Kui was also stunned.

The old man cursed a few words and continued: "I don't know where they got the weapons from, but I think the quantity is enough to equip a flag. There must be people behind them, and they are going to rebel!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was even more confused.

Jing Kui stared, unable to turn his head for a moment.

Uncharacteristically, Laoji stopped swearing and said calmly: "Lao Kui, this time is no joke. We have to prepare early."

"What preparations are you making? Let's fight them!"

"Yeah, geez, we're not even afraid of officers and soldiers, so why are we afraid of them?"

"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise. There are so many of them. If we really want to fight, many of us will die..."
To be continued...