He didn't say anything to avoid any changes in the two souls of father and son.
"Reporting to Grandpa Quexian, the young man's name is Qian Linhai, and this is my second son Qian Ruji.
Just because...sigh...just because my eldest son, Qian Rujian, was childhood sweethearts with Siniang of the Hou family. Unexpectedly, Qian Linhong accidentally saw that Siniang Hou was beautiful, so he spent money, colluded with Sanlang of the Hou family, and took Siniang Hou as his concubine.
My son and the fourth mother have been deeply in love for a long time and miss each other deeply, but we didn’t expect them to do such an immoral thing.
The incident between the two of them happened on the night of Qian Ruyu's wedding. Qian Linhong not only threw my son and the woman into Long Xiangjiang, but also used the patriarch's power to rob my family's property and drove my family to this village to work as tenant farmers.
……
Our family doesn’t have enough food or clothing to keep us warm here. We don’t even have a heated bed, and I have frostbite on my hands and feet... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Hearing this, Cheng Yu recalled that there was an episode on the night of Qian Ruyu's wedding, but he was in the ancestral hall at that time and did not pay attention to the scandals in the house.
Unexpectedly, this family ended up in such a miserable end.
This Qian Linhai belongs to a branch of the Qian Mansion and has some property in the city. He should not touch the sun on weekdays. He was demoted to the village as a tenant farmer in order to torture his family for a long time.
"What happened to you just now?"
Cheng Yu asked.
"We just..."
Qian Linhai thought about it carefully and replied:
"Just now, a black man was trapped in a pit on the mountain. The fangs were thick and long, and extremely ferocious. It was the first time for me and my second son to see it. We were watching by the pit when something unexpectedly pushed us into the pit from behind.
, I heard the other pioneers shouting: Another black man is here, knocking people into the pit!
Ji'er and I both fell to the bottom of the pit, and I even sprained my foot. When the black man saw us falling into the pit, he lowered his head and rushed towards me. If Ji'er tried to protect me, he was held up to his neck by the black man.
I’ll see you soon…”
After saying this, Qian Linhai's eyes became more and more confused. He turned to look at his second son, and saw Qian Ruji next to him still crouching in the air, but his head rotated on its own, facing up to the sky, with blood gushing out from his mouth and nose.
, staring at Qian Linhai with only the whites of his eyes exposed, muttering to himself:
"I'm not willing to accept it...I'm not willing to accept it..."
"My son and I are dead? We are all dead..."
Qian Linhai stared at his feet and muttered to himself, then he looked down at his chest, and suddenly a blood hole as big as a bowl was still bleeding.
……
A clear shadow flashed past the door of the ancestral hall, and Jia Fei walked silently on the snow to the door of the ancestral hall.
"Hiss! Why is this ancestral hall so cold?"
She muttered at the door, entered the hall and looked up suddenly, and saw two dead souls floating in the sky.
The crouching one was okay, but the standing one saw wisps of resentment bubbling out of his body.
There were still dizzying and strange sounds floating in the ancestral hall.
Cheng Yu stood in the air, seeing that Qian Linhai's dead soul was about to turn into a resentful soul, so he reached into his arms and took out the Wujun Token.
After Qian Linhai's soul saw the token in Cheng Yu's hand, he suddenly shuddered and his resentment visibly weakened.
Just at this time, a dark wind blew up, and two armored patrol envoys arrived unexpectedly. They first bowed to Cheng Yu, and then one of them hurriedly raised his hand and cast a net, covering his head with a hood to cover the soul of Qian Linhai.<
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After the net wrapped around his body, Qian Linhai returned to his stupid look again, and all the remaining resentment was dissipated.
The other person just threw out the soul-binding rope and wrapped it around Qian Ruji's twisted neck, then easily pulled him up.
The two parade envoys once again raised their hands and saluted:
"His Royal Highness Lord Wu of Qingchuan County visited Mr. Cheng."
Cheng Yu put away Wu Jun's token and returned the courtesy:
"The two patrol envoys are busy. Are you from Qingchuan County?"
Cheng Yu saw that these two people had arrived too quickly. They were either patrolling envoys nearby, or they had a special secret method that allowed them to get here quickly from the county seat, so he asked this question.
"Mr. Cheng, the two of us happened to be on duty in the area around Qingluo Mountain this month. We just sensed that the throne token was here, so we hurried over. It turns out that Mr. Cheng is here to surrender the resentful soul."
Cheng Yu smiled slightly and said:
"These two dead souls died unjustly, and they have not completely turned into resentful souls. Please visit the parade to make them look at them."
"Mr. Cheng said, we must treat him well. Then we will go back to the palace to resume our duties."
"Thanks for your help, I won't send you far."
"Easy to talk about."
"Wow!"
Another soul-binding rope was tied around Qian Linhai, and the two patrol envoys pulled the two souls and floated towards Qingchuan County.
At this time, there were only one bird, one woman and one soul left in the hall. Jia Fei stood at the door of the ancestral hall and said to Cheng Yu:
"Did these two people die unjustly?"
Cheng Yu didn't ask why she had followed her, and just nodded silently.
At the same time, the secret consciousness spread, but the advance team of winter hunters were too far away from the ancestral hall, so they could neither detect nor hear any of their sounds.
"I'm bored in the village. Do you want to go up the mountain to meet the black-faced man?"
Hearing Cheng Yu ask, Jia Fei suddenly became excited, agreed and turned around to leave.
"Pulling"
The sparrow spread its wings and flew out of the ancestral hall, flying towards the clear shadow not far away.
……
The majestic Qingluo Mountain is covered in silver, and at a glance it looks like a silver dragon spanning the earth.
In a sheltered mountain col about ten miles away from Qingluo Village, two bonfires were burning. Five people were divided into two groups and sat around the bonfire to keep warm.
One of the bonfires was a little farther away from the others, and two young students were sitting around it.
The two of them were baking wild vegetable pancakes and eating and drinking with boiling hot water.
Everyone present covered their eyes with a dark wet cloth and took turns tending the fire, while the others sat or lay down to rest.
A wild boar carcass was thrown next to the fire, and a little further away were two simple stretchers, on which lay the bodies of Qian Linhai and his son.
Under the stretcher, drops of blood coagulated on the snow-white ground and turned black.
"Hey, in my opinion, we should just bury these two things on the spot as we did last time. It's so hard to carry them down the snow-covered mountain!"
One of the juniors with a bulbous nose took a sip of water and lowered his voice to the other junior with triangular eyes.
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"Buried?"
The young man with triangular eyes shouted in a low voice. He pulled off the black cloth from his eyes and felt the snow was dazzling. He covered his eyes with one hand and pulled him over with the other and said in a low voice:
"This time is no better than before, I heard..."
The young man with triangular eyes leaned forward and whispered:
"This matter was personally handed over to Zhuangtou by the people in the county seat. If you and I were buried on the spot, Zhuangtou would not be able to report to the superiors at that time. How would we deal with it if we deny you and my reward?"
"Oh! So that's it, alas! That's right, the gentlemen in the county were so happy that the reward this time was half a penny more than last time."
"Huh? Don't count on that half of the silver. It should belong to me. The head of the village told me about it first. I personally pushed these two people into the trap."
"Bah! If I hadn't led him to the pit to watch Mr. Hei Lang, who would you have pushed him to?
Besides, I was the one who pushed Old Man Xue into the trap last time. Didn’t I share the reward equally with you, a bastard?
If you dare to take it all to yourself this time, at worst I will go out and let everyone know about it, and no one will want to get a share of the reward."
"..."
"..."
The two of them quarreled in low voices, then turned away and ignored each other.
But neither of them noticed that while they were arguing, a small sparrow fell from a high branch, not even a single snowflake falling from the branch.
As for the woman in green shirt next to a snowdrift further away, no one saw her.
When Cheng Yu'er heard the silence below, she sighed secretly, quietly flew to Jia Fei, spread her wings and tapped the bag in her neck.
Jia Fei understood and pulled out the brocade bag. Cheng Yu summoned his soul and asked him to take out a piece of broken silver. Then his soul returned to his position, grabbed the silver and flew quietly to the two of them.
At this time, the two of them finished their quarrel and turned to one side, closing their eyes and breathing heavily.
"Crack!"
The young boy with triangular eyes suddenly felt a hard object hit him in his arms. He let out a slight squeak and turned over to sit up, causing the guy with a bulbous nose next to him to quietly turn his head to watch.
As a result, this didn't matter, he stared straight into the other person's arms and couldn't move away.
"Silver!"
Garlic Nose let out a low cry, and Triangle Eyes hurriedly put the broken silver into his arms.
The guy on the other side, Gulu, rolled over and got up, then slammed into the triangle eye.
The two of them immediately got into a fight, causing the three people who were resting by the fire at the other end to stand up and watch. One of them, a young boy named Xiaodao, was about to step forward to dissuade him, but was stopped by another, older man.<
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The two of them struggled over a cup of tea on the snow, then wiped the blood from under his nose and took out a sharp knife from his arms.
"Do you want to test my sword skills like a slutty bird?"
"Shua!"
One of his triangular eyes was swollen, and he took out a knife from his arms, shining brightly.
"My sword is not bad at all!"
With blood filling their eyes, the two of them slapped each other again, with several cold lights flashing during the process.
……
The three people in the distance saw the two entangled with each other, and gradually stopped moving. A large stream of rich blood steamed out from under their bodies and flowed ten feet away in the snow.
"This..."
The three of them looked at each other.
This year's winter hunting was so weird that it lasted only half a day. Hei Langjun only managed to kill one, but lost four lives.
"Uncle Fourth, how should we deal with this?"
"How else can we deal with it? You are young and have nimble legs. Go and report to the large group of people and let them come quickly."