Chapter 74 The mountain of corpses under the cliff
Huang An recognized that the person kneeling on the ground turned out to be...
Yang Lianghui?
The person in the middle is Yang Lianghui from the Yang Family Martial Arts School!
He quickly shifted his gaze and identified the bloody clothes and faces of the eight people, and was surprised to find that these eight people were all from the Yang Family Martial Arts School and the Yunshan Chamber of Commerce.
What is this going to do?
Sudden.
"Go and kill them all!"
Yu Mao's faint voice came to his ears. Huang An looked over and found that Yu Mao was staring at him.
Is this sentence meant for me?
Want me to kill these eight people?
Huang An showed hesitation and tightened the spear in his hand.
It's not that I don't dare to kill, but why?
You have to give a reason to kill, right?
Yang Lianghui and others heard Yu Mao's murderous words and immediately started struggling violently.
But several big men flashed out from behind, and one man gave each of them two legs and two feet. As a clicking sound was heard, they groaned uncontrollably, and suddenly they became more honest than before.
However, the tears couldn't be stopped, and the cry of "woo woo woo" sounded particularly heart-wrenching.
Huang An glanced at it and stopped looking. He asked in a deep voice:
"Why? If Master Yu Er wants to kill someone, shouldn't he at least give you a reason?"
Yu Mao laughed "haha" and said:
"I'll kill you if I tell you! Why are you asking so many questions? Since you've been watching for so long, you must have understood what's going on. Don't you have any other choice?"
Huang An's face darkened, and Yu Mao suddenly grinned and said:
"Don't worry, listen to me, I'm right, you will definitely survive. Maybe your master will praise you for your job well after he returns!"
Huang An suddenly raised his head and stared at Yu Mao.
what did he say?
master?
He is indeed the master!
Why do you praise me?
However, Yu Mao said it right, he really had no choice.
Huang An was moved in his heart, picked up the red-tasseled spear in his hand, glanced at the eight pairs of frightened eyes, selected one of them, smiled coldly in his heart, and stepped forward suddenly.
"Pfft!"
It sounded like a fruit knife piercing a watermelon, and the sharp tip of the spear penetrated deeply into the left chest of the person on the far right.
That person is Yang Lianghui!
Dark red blood suddenly shot out from around the gun body.
Yang Lianghui's pupils widened, he rolled his eyes and looked at Huang An, the veins on his forehead bulging high.
The severe pain and hatred in his heart caused him to bite his teeth into pieces, and bright red blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.
Huang An gritted his teeth, turned the handle of the gun in his hand, then raised his foot, kicked him to the ground, and used his strength to pull out the bloody spear.
With a gurgling sound, blood gushed out like a fountain. It sprayed out from the blood hole in Yang Lianghui's chest and soaked half of the spear shaft.
In just a short moment, Yang Lianghui's pupils were dilated, and he could only gasp for air as he fell in a pool of blood.
More than ten years of hard work have finally come to an end today, which is really sad.
Fear is contagious, but helplessly, the people from the Yang Family Martial Arts School and the Yunshan Chamber of Commerce were all under control.
Huang An killed the eight people one by one like he slaughtered chickens and ducks.
The red tassel spear was dripping with blood, and one-third of the gun's body was stained red with blood.
Eight corpses fell in a pool of blood, and the fresh and dazzling blood was steaming and flowing on the ground.
The pungent smell of blood spread everywhere with the mountain wind.
"call!"
Huang An suddenly let out a long breath, big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and even his hands were trembling uncontrollably.
This kind of killing experience, like killing a pig, created a feeling of fear deep in his soul.
"Hahaha! Not bad, not bad!"
Yu Mao's loud laughter seemed to wake up Huang An who was in some kind of daze. He suddenly came back to his senses and said sternly:
"I don't know if Yu Er is in charge, but I still have something to explain to you!"
Looking at Huang An who returned to normal in the blink of an eye, Yu Mao smiled again and took out an envelope from his arms.
"After seven days, give this letter to your master. Remember, you hand it to your master personally and you cannot let anyone know the content of the letter!"
Huang An took the letter handed over by Yu Mao hesitantly, feeling a little at a loss. He was silent for three seconds, his mood eased, and hesitantly said:
"Why seven days later? I can go to Youzhou City today!"
Yu Mao narrowed his tiger eyes slightly and said with a smile:
"Just follow my instructions, and don't ask any questions about the rest!"
"What if I hand it over to my master in advance?"
Huang An asked, he was really unsure.
This Yu Mao's behavior is too abnormal. He cannot just be a chess piece in such a daze.
Even if it is a certain death situation, he will die clearly.
Besides, with the garbage dump of all realms around, it is basically impossible for him to face death.
"Ah!"
Yu Mao suddenly chuckled, as if he had heard something funny.
He shook his head and stared at Huang An's face, laughing and saying:
"If you hand this letter to your master after you go back today, your master will definitely beat you up. Maybe even if you are crippled, it will be easy for you!"
Seeing Huang An's expression change, Yu Mao laughed and said:
"Seven days, you only need to take this letter for seven days. After seven days, you can give this letter to your master, and he will definitely praise you! Also, you cannot mention what you saw and heard today to anyone.
If I hear any rumors outside, do you understand?"
Yu Mao's eyes revealed crazy murderous intent.
This Yu Mao with thick eyebrows and big eyes is actually a madman!
Huang An felt a chill in his heart, stuffed the envelope into his arms, and nodded hurriedly.
He is not a talkative person and doesn't want to meddle in other people's business, he just wants to practice martial arts.
Seeing that Huang An wanted to ask again, Zhao Dun's face turned serious and he said:
"Okay, okay. You just need to do what I say, and you don't have to worry about the rest! You can go down the mountain now and follow the road to Youzhou. I'll make sure you have a safe journey!"
Keep me safe?
What about those alien races?
Could it be...?
Huang An frowned slightly, but finally nodded.
He rubbed the bloody gun tip and body among the fallen leaves to wipe away the large amount of blood, then grabbed the reins, took the package, and slowly went down the mountain under the watch of the Yu Mao thieves.
"Oh, by the way, you put fifty taels of silver in your baggage, let's count it as the reward for this matter!"
Huang An paused for a moment, said nothing, and went straight down the mountain.
There was no one on the mountain road below now, not even the Qiang people.
The footsteps on the dirt road were messy and there were bloodstains, but not much, and there were no bodies.
Huang An was stunned for a while.
"Are they really Qiang people?"
After getting on his horse, Huang An held the reins and rode the horse, running along the road, heading straight to Youzhou City.
After walking less than a mile, a large pool of solidified, dark black blood suddenly appeared on the ground, one in the east and one in the west.
Roughly speaking, there are probably more than thirty, close to forty pools of blood.
Many people died here?
Huang An looked surprised.
Where is the body?
He soon found many corpses dragged on the ground near the blood beach.
Huang An followed the mark all the way to a cliff about seven or eight meters high, leaned forward and looked down.
Huang An's expression suddenly changed, he turned out to be a mountain of corpses!
The corpse on the top of the corpse mountain is face up, with its limbs arranged in a large shape.
A pair of dead fish eyes stared blankly at the sky, seeming to be looking at Huang An.
A vulture with a hairless neck suddenly fell down.
It lowered its head and took a peck, making a muffled "click" sound.
Huang An looked over and saw that the face of the corpse was somewhat familiar.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the one who made fun of him at that time, Lao Liu, a disciple of a certain martial arts school in Fen County.
The lower body was stuck in the middle of the mountain of corpses, with no trace left. The upper body fell over on the mountain of corpses, lying on its back, with its arms stiff, as if embracing the sky.
Not only him, but also his junior brothers were also in the middle of the mountain of corpses.
From a high position, Huang An scanned the entire mountain of corpses. Through their clothes, he quickly identified that most of these people were disciples of two caravans and two martial arts schools in Fen County.
On both sides of the corpse mountain, there were several wild wolves and several wild dogs, fighting endlessly.
There were two wild dogs that seemed to be biting something, making hoarse threatening sounds of "Woo~" from their mouths.
Huang An looked over and saw that the bright red thing was actually a strip-shaped human digestive organ!
"Wow!"
A fishy smell flowed into his nose along with the mountain wind, and Huang An vomited all over the floor with a "wow" sound.
Looking back, Huang An squatted on the ground for a while, his stomach turned upside down.
After a long time, the pale Huang An pulled the old horse and fled from this purgatory in panic.
After running for about five miles, I still didn't see a single person, not even a single foreigner.
But when he heard the sound of rushing water coming from the small forest on the left, Huang An looked slightly happy and turned over and got off his horse.
After walking over with the horses, we saw a clear stream with gurgling and tinkling sounds.
It was close to the main road. Huang An looked around and found no danger.
He dropped the reins and let the old horse move freely, and he walked quickly over.
Carrying the dirty spear, he walked downstream, squatted down, grabbed a handful of hay at his side, used it as a brush, and carefully cleaned the blood on the body and head of the gun.
As for the vomit remnants left in his throat, Huang An rinsed them away halfway. After all, he had stored a large amount of fresh water in the Wanjie garbage dump.
Clean the blood stains on the spear, then insert the tip of the spear into the mud of the stream and let the water flow continue to wash away the smell of blood.
At this moment, Huang An gathered water with his hands, washed his face, and rubbed his arms and hands carefully to clean up the blood stains on them.
After drinking enough water, Lao Ma slowly walked to Huang An and looked down at Huang An's movements.
Seeing that there were blood stains on the side of the old horse, Huang An's eyes moved, he grabbed a handful of velvet grass, dipped it in water, and cleaned it.
"Those fleeing pedestrians must be not far in front of me. I can't go any further. If they ask me where my horse and package came from, I'm afraid it will be troublesome. Why don't I wait here for a moment?
We can ride into Youzhou City again at noon so we can miss them!"
Huang An has a cautious temperament and now makes up his mind to delay.
There is definitely enough time to go to Youzhou.
His current location is less than twenty-five miles away from Youzhou City. It can be reached in two hours by trotting there on horseback.
Having an idea, Huang An suddenly relaxed. He picked up the package and opened it.
What came into view was the white silver. In addition to the five taels of silver that he originally packed inside, there was an additional fifty taels of silver.
Huang An grabbed a handful of silver in one hand, sighed and laughed at himself:
"Oh, I encountered three waves of thieves today. Not only did I lose nothing, but I also made fifty taels of silver."