The town was not big, and Ziqin followed the wave of people and soon came to a huge house.
This wave of people had just arrived, but the woman's cry had already caused people in the house to rush outside. Ziqin followed him from a distance, but he could tell that there were many masters among the people who came out.
Especially for the person in front, the temples are bulging high, which is a direct manifestation of the extremely profound internal strength.
"Sister-in-law of the He family, what happened and why is it like this?"
The people who came out were certainly martial arts masters, but when they spoke they were extremely polite, more like country folk.
"The head of my family is gone, gone."
The woman knelt down in tears and started wailing before she could say anything.
"What, how can a good person say it's gone? What happened?"
The man in front exclaimed, giving the impression that he was even more like a country man, but there was no trace of a man from the world.
"It was someone who was harmed. It was someone who was harmed."
The woman cried bitterly and knelt down. She was so sad that she couldn't control herself. The man in front raised his eyebrows, and anger suddenly appeared on his face.
"Who is it?"
He said this while looking at the other people around him.
"Chief, this matter is a bit complicated."
At this time, another person came next to him. He was also a master. He looked young, but his identity seemed to be unusual.
Ziqin could detect a hint of respect flashing in the eyes of the many men who had originally poured out of the house when this man approached.
"Xiao Qi, what are you talking about? Have you forgotten why we joined the Mingjiao? Isn't it just to protect our neighbors? If we watch the eldest brother of the He family being killed today, then what is the point of joining the Mingjiao? (Tang Mie
After the Buddha, Manichaeism absorbed Taoism and other teachings and turned into a secret sect. From then on, it called itself Mingjiao. However, the description of Manichaeism in the previous chapter was a bit wrong, so it will be changed from this chapter)."
The man's eyes were wide open, and it was obvious that he was extremely angry.
Ziqin watched indifferently, but in his heart he understood the state of Mingjiao at this time, and why Fang La was able to revolt later, but why he failed.
At this time, Mingjiao was far less well-organized than in the Yitian world. In fact, the evil deeds of secret sects were here. Because they needed to be kept secret, local organizations were most suitable.
One place, one department, and then there is a single line of communication. This can minimize the possibility of being caught in one fell swoop. However, the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, the formation of parties.
There is one party in each place. Often the orders from the leader are not as good as those from the local leaders at the lowest level.
Of course, Mingjiao is already in a semi-public form now, but it has formed an inertia over the hundreds of years since the Tang Dynasty destroyed Buddhism and implicated it in turning into a secret sect.
Ziqin still remembered the Mingjiao classics he had read. This Mingjiao entered the Jianghuai area in the 1970s and started to take root here in the 1970s. Then in the 1980s, the Tang Dynasty destroyed Buddhism and was implicated in turning it into a secret sect.
It has been over two hundred years now. Although Mingjiao has taken root, the issue of local cliques has become an unchangeable fact like a maggot in the tarsus.
"Chief, I wonder if Xiao Qi can report this matter privately."
The young man said in a deep voice.
This young man obviously has a high status. When he said these words, the leading man also hesitated slightly. However, at this moment, the woman suddenly let out two dry howls, and then she moved toward her like a convulsion.
Fall sideways.
All around, voices of sighs and pity sounded.
This is a small town, and most of the people are related to each other. Suddenly, the sound of the woman crying and the sound of the man clenching his fists and gritting his teeth in anger could be heard.
The man who took the lead also suddenly had anger in his eyes.
"Don't say any more. If you can't even protect your neighbors, I, the leader, had better not do anything as soon as possible."
These few words the man said were categorical. Not to mention the people around him, even Ziqin in the distance could feel the firmness in the man's words.
In fact, this hero does not distinguish between north and south. When Duan Yu first met Qiao Feng in the original work, he thought that Qiao Feng was a man from the land of Yan and Zhao, but he believed that Dali and Jiangnan would definitely not be able to produce such a mighty man.
This is actually very ridiculous. If nothing else, let’s talk about Fang La’s group who started an uprising more than 20 years ago, and Yang Zaixing who later made great military exploits with Yue Fei’s resistance to the Jin Dynasty. Which one is not a good person in the south of the Yangtze River?
Men (Xiaoyang is from Jiangnan, haha, Zhenjiang is just south of the Yangtze River, so howling for Jiangnan men is not to slander Jin Daxia, but I hope Jin Daxia’s admirers will not blame him).
"Xiao Qi, since you said this is not an easy matter, you must know where the person who harmed Brother He's family is. If you still recognize yourself as a Huzhou person and recognize me as your leader, then lead the way."
The man made up his mind, then looked coldly at the young man next to him, and spoke without any emotion in his words.
As soon as these words came out, the young man couldn't say anything else, so he could only sigh slightly and hold his hands towards the man.
"The leader's words make Xiao Qi feel uneasy. If Xiao Qi doesn't kill the murderer who killed the He family's brother with his own hands today, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to gain a foothold in Huzhou."
The young man held his hands together for a moment, then stood up, turned around, and strode away into the distance.
"Sister-in-law of the He family, please come with us. If we don't seek justice for you today, I, Duan Laojiu, will cut noodles and fill the lake."
The leading man motioned to the woman next to him to help the wife of the He family up. Without saying much, he followed the young man away, and the others followed suit with anger.
Ziqin originally wanted to get acquainted with people from the Ming Cult, but at this time he no longer thought about it. The Ming Cult of this era was indeed not a martial arts sect, but rather felt a bit like a local gang, and it was the kind of gang that stood up for the local people.
It is the ancient custom for a good man to protect his neighbors, but after a slight hesitation, Ziqin still took steps and followed those people.
After leaving the town, the man named Xiao Qi did not stop for a moment and headed straight towards the official road in the distance. Everyone behind him followed without hesitation.
After walking another ten miles, there is already an ancient pavilion on the roadside. This is no longer within the scope of the town, but close to Huzhou. The ancient pavilion on the roadside is the final resting place for people in Huzhou City to see off and drink farewell wine.
place.
At this time, people were drinking in the ancient pavilion beside the road, and the people drinking were by no means ordinary people. The ancient pavilion had three floors on the outside, and the three floors on the outside were filled with groups of people.
Bodu carried a knife and a sword, obviously the guards of those in the ancient pavilion.
"How is he."
Before he could get closer, the face of the leading man named Duan Laojiu had already turned ugly. He knew the people in the ancient pavilion. Not only did he know him, but he was also very familiar with them, because that person was in the position of Mingjiao.
Count him above.
The man's face turned ugly. Xiao Qi, who was in the lead, did not change his color at all. He walked quickly outside the ancient pavilion and suddenly bumped into a guard.
The collision was so sudden and Xiao Qi's movement was so fast that the guard was stunned by the sudden collision. His body also lost its balance and fell to one side.
But at this moment, Xiao Qi's hand flashed with cold light, but he didn't know when a dagger appeared.
Blood splattered, and before the guard could curse angrily, Xiao Qi's dagger had already pierced the man's heart.
Xiao Qi's movements were as fast as lightning. It wasn't until the guard fell to the ground dead that the other guards reacted and immediately unsheathed their swords one by one. The drinkers in the ancient pavilion had no time to drink by themselves.
Ziqin narrowed his eyes slightly in the distance. Although his previous martial arts skills were completely lost, and even his memory of martial arts disappeared, it did not mean that he had truly become a servant. Moreover, he had learned the secrets of the manuscript, so it was
It can be seen that Xiao Qi's skills are definitely not low.
If it were one-on-one, Xiaoqi might still be better than the Youjia brothers who don't hold shields.
This Xiao Qi is just the leader of the Ming Cult in a small town in Huzhou, but the potential of the Ming Cult at this time cannot be underestimated.
"stop."
Before the guards took action, someone in the ancient pavilion already shouted loudly.
A middle-aged man slowly walked out of the ancient pavilion accompanied by an old man. There was a trace of doubt on the old man's face, but it was obvious that his first thought about Xiao Qi's murder was to doubt Xiao Qi's motive for the murder, rather than feeling angry about the murder.
I'm afraid this old man is not simple.
Although Ziqin stood far away, he could see what the old man meant, and he could also see that the old man would never use martial arts.
"Duan Laojiu, don't you give me an explanation?"
The middle-aged man looked past Xiao Qi and towards Duan Laojiu, his voice clearly filled with irrepressible anger.
"Huang Shang, your guards are allowed to kill, but my brother is not allowed to take revenge."
Duan Laojiu's expression had changed drastically, but after Xiao Qi killed someone, he calmed down. His eyes were full of unruliness, and he looked at the middle-aged man without hesitation.
At this time, Ziqin was shocked again. Huang Shang, he was not sure that he heard these two words, or just homophones.
However, Ziqin paid attention to the middle-aged man anyway.
This sight gave Zi Qin a clue. At first glance, this middle-aged man definitely didn't know how to do martial arts, but after a second look, he could see that his spiritual aura was extremely strong. Compared to the martial arts
The masters are no less impressive.
However, how can an ordinary person compete with martial arts masters in spirit?
"Mian Zhong, don't you understand? He is here to avenge that man."
At this time, the old man standing next to the middle-aged man spoke. As he spoke, the old man looked at the people below with a different look, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes.
"If you want revenge, why not report it to the officials? The man's death had many twists and turns, but no one can tell the right and wrong. Why not let the officials investigate carefully."
The old man immediately looked at Duan Laojiu.
Asking the Mingjiao leader to report to the official, Ziqin shook his head slightly, feeling that the old man would be ridiculed by Duan Laojiu. Unexpectedly, after the old man finished speaking, Duan Laojiu let out a long sigh.
"If you are always an official here, why should we do this? Sigh, let's not talk about it, Huang Shang, no matter who is right or wrong about today's matter, since the matter has come to this, you might as well draw a line, should we solve it privately, or invite someone
To solve it, I, Duan Laojiu, will take care of it together."
The first half of Duan Laojiu's sentence was full of emotion, but he obviously had great admiration for the old man. For a leader of the Ming Cult to have such admiration, the identity of this old man greatly surprised Zi Qin.
In the second half of the sentence, Duan Laojiu was extremely firm when facing Huang Shang. However, Ziqin could hear that there was something strange in Duan Laojiu's tone when he said the words "invite people to solve the problem."
