Taking advantage of the land change, the tenants and the Chu family started to instigate conflicts, making things worse and leading the snake out of its hole.
No matter how smart Chu Qianqiu is, he will not think that there will be any problem with a small gathering of people to cause trouble.
Moreover, Woniu Village is very close to Baixiang Town, so Xiaoxiao doesn’t feel like bringing enough guards when he comes here.
If Chu Qianqiu and Huang Xiaoxiao don't show up this time, they will continue to make things worse, let Woniu Village become a river of blood, and ruin Chu Qianqiu's reputation.
The enemy's methods are not cruel.
With very little knowledge of Chu Qianqiu's strength, three divine crossbows were prepared for him. The three masked killers who had just entered the innate world, if only Xiaoxiao himself came, he would have to explain here on the spot.
Even if Chu Qianqiu was accidentally shot by a poisonous arrow, he could not guarantee that he would be able to break out of such a killing formation.
The enemy's actions cannot be described as careless.
Even my father-in-law is still not sure who the real attacker was.
Is it the Tianjianmen or other enemies?
Because there are currently too few clues.
But I can’t stand Chu Qianqiu’s worries.
I know what will happen today. I can go back to yesterday and go to Woniu Village to stay, but am I still afraid that I won’t find you bastards?
The seventh day of time travel, the first cycle——
Fahua Temple, Jingzenyuan
Chu Qianqiu went back to a day ago, when he was taking stock of the wedding attendees and the arrangement of the banquet.
Because the sitting position represents status, closeness and status must be considered.
Although his father-in-law helped him hire a master of ceremonies to handle such trivial matters, the matter was very important. Every invited guest had to figure out where they should sit, what their relationship was, and what the background was if they came.
His father-in-law asked him to study these things, hoping that he would understand the network of relationships in the army.
"Yang Wanhu, he is the first officer to follow his adoptive father. The Yang family is mainly engaged in the business of raising horses. Thirty percent of the horses of the Shenwei Army are provided by the Yang family."
"Gu Qianhu, currently the commander-in-chief of the Li camp, his family has a small power in armaments and has several workshops at home."
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"The possibility of the three major metropolises attending the wedding is low, but they must reserve a good seat and provide adequate notice."
Chu Qianqiu glanced at the notes he had made, nodded with satisfaction, and was about to get up and go down the mountain, when Cui Qingchun walked in.
"Young Master, this is the list of new additions that has been compiled. Several adults in the Shence Army are also willing to come and participate." Cui Qingchun is the intellectual responsible for the three sisters of the Cui family. Chu Qianqiu naturally leaves it to him to handle intelligence matters.
"Don't worry about the guest list yet."
"Qingchun, do you know Woniu Village?"
"Young master, do you want to ask about the special products of that village or the quantity of fields?" Cui Qingchun is now more and more accustomed to becoming a qualified intelligence officer after the panic in the past few days.
"Is there anything strange about Woniu Village?"
"What's strange?" Cui Qingchun asked with some confusion.
"Compared with other villages, what's special about it?" Chu Qianqiu asked with a smile. He liked to do some preliminary investigation, which would make him more confident in catching the cunning enemy.
"Woniu Village is also called Zhangjiacun, and almost everyone in the village has the surname Zhang."
"The surname Zhang is a relatively important surname in Daxia. There are also rumors that Woniu Village has some relationship with Daxia. At most, it is said that they were the same family a hundred years ago."
"If we want to talk about something special, although their village is a tenant of the Wang family, there are no illegitimate children of the Wang family, and they are very united."
"If the young master needs more information, Xiaoni will increase the intelligence collection in this area."
Cui Qingchun said quickly, feeling guilty for not being able to provide enough information.
"That's enough. It seems like this is a village with backbone."
"I'll go back as soon as I can. Qingchun can continue sorting out the wedding guests."
"Yes, young master."
Woniu Village, the home of centenarian Zhang Qiyi.
Chu Qianqiu lurked nearby, keeping his aura to a minimum and quietly waiting for the enemy to take the bait.
Time passed minute by minute.
For an hour or two, Chu Qianqiu patiently treated himself as an ordinary stone, until the sun set, the moon rose, and the stars dotted the endless night.
The three masked killers who had attacked him together were late and walked into Zhang Qiyi's home without anyone noticing.
Woniu Village is not big. It can be said that it is a huge family named Zhang. The neighbors have harmonious relations, so as long as outsiders enter the village, it is difficult for others to know about it.
However, these three masked killers were very cautious in their actions. They actually disguised themselves as farmers in the village. Even if they were familiar with them, they would not be able to doubt the authenticity for a while.
The masked killer lowered his voice:
"Old man Zhang, how do you think about things? Do you agree or not?"
"You have just changed your master in Woniu Village, and you are so loyal that you risk your life for the Chu family?"
The menacing look of the masked killer is clearly revealed.
"Third gentlemen, if Mr. Chu is offended in Woniu Village, everyone in the village will be in trouble." The white-haired old man begged bitterly.
"If you offend the Chu family, you may die, and the Chu family will not go crazy and massacre the village."
"If you offend us, you will die soon. The entire Woniu Village cannot survive alone."
The Masked Killer doesn't care about a small Wo Niu Village. Although martial arts masters rarely do things like slaughtering villages, it doesn't mean they don't have the ability. Breaking through the lower limit is always very simple.
"Three gentlemen, the village is full of poor farmers, so please spare them."
"The old man has lived for a hundred years. If he wants to die, let him die."
As he spoke, the white-haired old man knelt on the ground. These hundred years had not given him many abilities. The only thing he could do now was to beg for mercy for the people in the village.
The three masked killers laughed.
"Old man Zhang, we feel sorry for you when we miss you."
"If the matter is settled tomorrow and you set fire to yourself alone, then the Chu family will naturally not be able to find anything and will not embarrass your Woniu Village."
"I understand. Tomorrow I will call the young people in the village to make a fuss about the land rent."
"That's true."
The three masked killers got the promise and left cautiously, but they never expected that there would be a tail following them.
"Brother, I'm a little uneasy. Will there be any problems with this operation?" One of the masked killers asked uneasily.
"The Chu and Huang families are extremely powerful in the Shenwei Army. If such a major case is committed, the Shenwu Kingdom will have no place to stand in the future."
"What are you afraid of? After finishing this vote, we will go to Daxia to live in peace for a few years." The masked brother said disdainfully.
"The Chu and Huang families have offended too many people, and they may not know it was us."
"Go to your respective places to ambush, don't make any movement, and wait for the prey from now on, do you understand?"
"Understood!" The remaining two masked killers had no objections. After taking over this business, there was no reason to choose.
The three of them hid in the agreed positions, and Chu Qianqiu followed the masked brother's hiding position.
The masked brother was packing the divine machine crossbow when suddenly a black shadow came out from behind.
"Who?" These were the last words of the masked brother before he lost consciousness.