() The night was deep and the sea breeze was biting. In the haphazardly built wooden house in the dock area, there was air leakage from everywhere, and the candlelight on the table flickered, making the figures reflected by the few people erratic.
Liu Meng and Senior Brother He Buwei sat at the table blankly. Senior Uncle Hu Yuanlin stood in front of the window, standing with his hands behind his hands, looking at the dark sea in the distance in silence. For a long time, Liu Meng couldn't help but pray in his heart, and lowered his voice.
He asked in a loud voice: "Uncle Master, do Master and the others really have no hope of survival?"
Hu Yuanlin did not answer. Instead, he replied in a difficult voice: "The tracking and investigation experts invited by the Hoe Alliance found many bloodstains that had not been cleaned up while pursuing them. And there were witnesses.
It was seen that people from the Shenlong Cult were carrying large piles of cargo onto the ship. Based on the description of the situation, the detective experts believed that the people were killed, mixed with the cargo, and then thrown into the sea to destroy their bodies."
Is it the result of the judgment of expert investigators?
The last hope in Liu Meng's heart was also extinguished. He couldn't help but lay his face tightly on the table. In front of his eyes, Pang Buyu's laziness and pride, Lu Bujue's honesty and uprightness, and Hou Bule's naughty spirit appeared in front of his eyes. He thought of his senior brothers.
A few people often gathered on the watchtower on the top of the mountain to chat. They recalled the chopstick fights over meat during meals and the teasing between each other when they practiced swordplay together. Tears rolled down their faces.
After a while, Hu Yuanlin turned around, walked to the table, sat down, and said to Liu Meng and He Buwei, who were immersed in sadness: "My Hengshan sect has been inherited for hundreds of years, and it is really not easy to get to this point. Now we only have
There are two of you brothers left. When the bloody battle comes, one of you must survive. No matter what the outcome is, whether the great revenge can be avenged or not, we must stay away from the Central Plains and find a secret place without asking.
Fighting in the rivers and lakes, live well."
Seeing the two nephews looking up at him in confusion, Hu Yuanlin said sourly: "At this time, I realized the state of mind of your master back then. It is easy to die in battle, but it takes more courage to survive." He watched quietly.
With the young and energetic faces of the two disciples, Hu Yuanlin continued with difficulty: "Xiao Liu, you are the youngest among this generation of disciples, and you are also the most talented. As long as you keep practicing, your future achievements will be immeasurable." "Boss, you are good at swordsmanship.
Your talent is the highest among the disciples of this generation of Wuyue Sword Sect. I hope you can save yourself, but if it comes to the end..."
After swallowing, the muscles on Hu Yuanlin's face trembled a little, and he said: "If things go to the worst, you are the senior brother and you must protect Xiao Liu from getting away."
Hu Yuanlin was extremely sad to say this last sentence, which was equivalent to dooming the boss He Buwei to death. But instead of dying generously, as a senior brother, he sacrificed in exchange for the safety of his junior brother, both morally and rationally.
That's all.
When Liu Meng heard what his uncle said, he wiped his tears and objected: "I won't run away! I want to live and die together with everyone, and avenge my master and brothers!" He Buwei stretched out his hand to hold Liu Meng's shoulders and smiled.
He said: "Xiao Liu, our Hengshan sect has always been full of loyal and loyal disciples, and we have never had any disciples who are afraid of death. But if we die like this, we will not be able to live up to our ancestors. Instead, we will fulfill the enemy's wishes."
He Buwei has always taken good care of his junior disciples, and as the eldest disciple of the sect, he has long understood the responsibilities he bears. Therefore, this time the sect suffered a disaster, he had no intention of continuing to live. At this time, he heard what his uncle said about the incense inheritance,
Immediately, he followed his uncle's wishes and persuaded Liu Meng not to die impulsively, so as to leave a trace of vitality for the sect.
"Your talent in martial arts is the best. Only you can practice hard for decades and hope to defeat the old devil Hong Antong. Then you will avenge everyone and destroy the Dragon Sect with your own hands.
It’s not in vain that we, the Hengshan Sect, are so famous.”
At this time, Hu Yuanlin turned around and took out a few sword manuals, handed them to Liu Meng solemnly, and asked him to keep them close to his body. If there is an opportunity in the future, he would choose two talented disciples to teach them, so that the swordsmanship and martial arts passed down by the ancestor would not be forgotten.
As for the decline.
Holding the secret book of sword manuals, he looked at He Buwei who had always taken good care of him, like a kind brother, and looked at his always easy-going expression, but now he was firm. Liu Meng's eyes began to blur again.
On the second day, all the remaining twenty-five members of the Wuyue Sword Sect gathered together and followed the instructions of Hu Yuanlin, the leader of the attack team, and assigned their personnel to perform various tasks.
Three miles south of the pier, there is a hillside facing the sea. On one side is a cliff more than 20 meters above the sea, and on the other side is a flat and gentle slope with no grass. There is no danger to defend. In the art of war, it is a self-defeating situation. According to the previous
After discussion, the place for the decisive battle was decided here.
Some disciples went to the market to find craftsmen and built a huge mourning hall on the hillside, which was filled with memorial tablets of the Wuyue Sword Sect's disaster. They also invited a group of suona players and monks from a nearby temple to help. Everyone
Then he put on mourning clothes and kept vigil for all the teachers and brothers while waiting for the arrival of the Shenlong Cult.
An insect killing station was set up in the south of Laizhou Pier, and the snakes and insects enshrined by the Shenlong Cult were burned every day to worship the heroes. They also hired people to publicize it in various towns, saying that they were waiting for the Bug Cult members to fight to the death. Feng Bu urged to say goodbye.
Unexpectedly, he asked craftsmen to make a few paper figurines, with the names of Hong Antong, Su Quan, Lu Gaoxuan and other leaders of Shenlong Cult written on them. They placed them under the mourning hall. Every day when he felt angry, he would toss them.
A humiliation.
This atmosphere of complete determination to fight the enemy to the death gave the entire insecticide platform a tragic look. Under the attention of people from all walks of life who came after hearing the news, everyone ate and rested on time every day to maintain their physical strength.
Please kill more enemies.
The Hoe and Jian Alliance and others who wanted to come to help in the battle were politely declined by Hu Yuanlin, saying: If the situation is strong, the bugs may be too timid and frightened to come, which would not be beautiful.
Therefore, the people who gathered around to watch this unprecedented invitation to war were thanked by Hu Yuanlin and his disciples one by one, and asked to leave gently. He said: If there is still any feeling for you, please leave temporarily and come back after the war.
Hu Yuanlin had no choice but to make such a big fanfare but not take advantage of the secret attack of the attack team. First, after hearing that the entire sect had suffered a misfortune, all the disciples, including the elders, had lost their minds and could no longer calm down and wait for the opportunity.
Second, Snake Island is located far away from the sea. I and others do not know water. It is extremely difficult to find and land on the island in the sea. Moreover, the island is full of traps. Rushing there is just giving away meat. The third is Shenlong.
The leader of the cult, Hong Antong, rarely leaves the island, and because of his superb martial arts skills, there is no chance of ambushing him on land.
That's why Hu Yuanlin used this desperate strategy to get himself into trouble and used various provocations to force the arrogant Hong Antong to come here in person. Otherwise, the Shenlong Sect and Hong Antong would become the laughing stock of the world.
Moreover, as a last resort, Hu Yuanlin also made arrangements to die together. He used a mourning hall as a cover on the insect-killing platform and buried a lot of gunpowder, kerosene and other materials in advance, just waiting at the last moment. He really couldn't kill the old thief Hong Antong.
Then one person is left to ignite the fire.
The fuse was placed on the edge of the cliff behind the mourning hall. Of course, the task of igniting the ignition was given to Liu Meng, who was excellent at lightness. A small boat was also prepared in advance under the cliff near the sea. There was no escape route.
It's public. Each of the five sects has chosen a disciple, asking them to survive at all costs, hoping to continue to pass on the incense and prevent the Five Mountains Sword Sect from perishing.
ps: In addition to the pig's feet, we are also planning to keep one alive. Do you prefer to keep a man or a girl? Of course, if it is a girl, there will only be a little nun...
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