In a large house in Yiyang Mansion, Guangning County, a middle-aged man in his late fifties looked at the news coming from the ice blue flying paper crane, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a complicated look.
He is Duan Yuangong, the deacon of Xuanwu Zhenzong. He is responsible for all the caravans of Xuanwu Zhenzong in Nanjiu County. Although he is not in the sect, he is definitely one of the most powerful deacons in the sect. Even if it were not for his slight cultivation,
If he is weaker, he, as a deacon, can even be directly promoted to elder.
Bai Ziwei's guess was correct. She would not refuse her request.
Thirty years ago he was willing to give up everything for Bai Ziwei, and he is the same now.
Thirty years ago, Bai Ziwei was not the irritable and surly mad woman she is now, but a pearl of Xuanwu Zhenzong. Her temperament was elegant and cold, her talent and potential were astonishing, not inferior to that of men, her valiant and heroic appearance made people fall in love at first sight.
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At that time, among all the disciples of the same generation in the Xuanwu Zhen Sect, who had not admired Bai Ziwei? Duan Yuangong was one of them, but he was the one who admired her the most.
But at that time, Bai Ziwei did not choose the many admirers in the sect, and even rejected the proposal of marriage from a direct disciple of the Donglin Zhou family. Instead, she fell in love with that damn man, and her life was ruined.
This time Bai Ziwei sent a letter asking him to help rob and kill Gu Cheng, a request he couldn't refuse.
Even though he knew that there was no mark of the sect master in the letter and it should be her private request, Duan Yuangong would not refuse.
Just like thirty years ago, he helped him elope with that man and escape from Xuanwu Zhenzong.
"Undertake the construction, take out all the liquid funds in the caravan, and some pills, and go to the black market to put a reward on Gu Cheng's head."
The disciple named Cheng Jian was his direct disciple and also saw the contents of the letter.
Hearing this, he couldn't help but hesitate and said: "Master, Elder Bai made a decision in private. If we help her, we will be criticized by the sect leader in the future."
"What are you afraid of? You blame me for carrying it alone."
Cheng Jian smiled bitterly: "But Master, that Gu Cheng is from Jing Yesi, and those black market killers may not dare to take the order.
Besides, Guangning County is so big, with more than ten state capitals, who knows which state capital he will pass through to get to Nanyi County?"
Duan Yuangong said calmly: "Those people are all desperadoes. As long as they are given enough things, who will they not dare to kill?
Besides, here in Nanjiu County, Jingyesi’s influence is limited.
As for the route, just tell all the killers to ambush in Liyang Mansion."
"Why?"
"Liyang Prefecture is the nearest state capital when entering Guangning County from the hinterland of the Central Plains. There are wild forests and wilderness outside. If he wants to replenish dry food supplies, where can he go if he doesn't go to Liyang Prefecture?
There is also a portrait of Gu Cheng in this letter, so they can look for it before taking action."
Na Chengjian hesitated for a moment, but still did as Duan Yuangong said.
Although he felt that his master would not end well if he listened to that woman's words, he knew his master and would not look back if he was sure of something.
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On the official road covered with weeds, Gu Cheng was galloping on his horse, dusty and dusty, and even the black armor on his body was covered with a layer of khaki.
Gu Cheng has been traveling from Donglin County to Nanjiu County for more than a month, and he will soon enter Guangning County. Guangning County is one of the Nanjiu County and is closest to the hinterland of the Central Plains.
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Along the way, Gu Cheng kept walking without stopping, but the further he walked, the deeper his emotions became.
Before in Beijing and Donglin County, Gu Cheng had never felt that this was a troubled time.
Although various cases have occurred, the court, the cultivator sects, and the demons and ghosts have reached a balance, and there will not be too much chaos. At least most of the people can still live and work in peace and contentment.
But the further south it became, the more desolate it became. It wasn't until Gu Cheng was about to enter the territory of Nanjiu County that he discovered that Daqian's rule in the peripheral areas had actually begun to collapse.
The deserted villages are full of ghosts and ghosts. Sometimes Gu Cheng doesn't even meet a single person in a day, and there are only dead bones and ghosts wandering around the village.
Even if we occasionally encounter some state capitals, they are all in tatters and have traces of military campaigns. Even judging from their appearance, they are not too far apart in time.
The look of the passersby and common people in those state capitals is far inferior to that of places in the Central Plains such as Donglin County. Underground gangs are rampant in the city, and there are open fights and fights on the streets. It is a mess, and it is not clear what Jingyesi's people are doing.
Gu Cheng didn't care about these things because he couldn't handle them.
So what if he kills all the underground gangs? In the blink of an eye, other people will join in, replacing the old ones with new ones, but the order will not change.
After driving along the narrow official road for several days, Gu Cheng finally saw a dot-like state capital, Liyang Mansion.
Compared with the state capitals in the Central Plains like Donglin County, most of the state capitals in the south are very small. This Liyang Prefecture is said to be a state capital, but in fact it is not much larger than Luo County.
But at least this is a normal state capital right now, where Gu Cheng can take a break and prepare some dry food.
Just as he stepped into the streets of Liyang Mansion, Gu Cheng's footsteps suddenly stopped and he frowned.
Someone is watching him!
It wasn't a curious look at an outsider, but someone recognized him and was staring at him specifically.
After reaching the eighth level of Qi refining and spiritual cultivation, Gu Cheng's perception has far exceeded that of practitioners at the same level. He can guarantee that he did not feel wrong.
When he turned around, he saw that he was surrounded by people from Liyang Mansion and passers-by, and it was impossible to tell who they were.
Gu Cheng sneered, holding the Blood Abyss Sword in his hand, and strode towards that direction, his eyes full of murderous intent, as if he would draw his sword to kill the enemy the next moment he saw his enemy.
Most of the pedestrians looked puzzled and ready to watch the show, and the experienced ones just subconsciously moved out of the way.
There was only one man whose face was full of panic, and he immediately turned around and ran away.
'laugh'
A burst of true energy shot out and hit his knees, causing him to fall to the ground immediately.
Gu Cheng picked him up and said coldly: "Why are you staring at me? Do you know me?"
The man yelled at Qu and said, "This official has wronged the villain. When did the villain start staring at you?"
"Then why are you running?"
"What the official said is interesting. Which Dharma King stipulates that running on this street is not allowed?"
Gu Cheng was too lazy to talk nonsense to the other party. The Blood Abyss Sword came out of its sheath with a clang and slapped the other party on the neck. The cold blade stabbed the other party with goosebumps.
"Say or not?"
The man gave up decisively: "It's the 'Vampire Sword' Wang Jun, 'Flying Flower Boy' Murong Rong and others who paid me, the Youma Gang, to keep an eye on the officials. The villain is just the lowest-level gang member and doesn't know anything. "
These lowest-level gang members are somewhere between ordinary people and gangsters. They have no moral integrity at all. In the face of life and moral integrity, of course they decisively choose the former.
"Who are these people?"
"They are all unorthodox cultivators in Guangning County. They do everything on weekdays, including being killers, retainers, etc."
"Where are they?"
"Linfang Street Wuhe Building."
Gu Cheng took back the Blood Abyss Sword in his hand and said calmly: "Take me there."
Gu Cheng had some guesses as to why these gangsters were targeting him.
If you find trouble, you will solve it. This is not Donglin County, and there is no room for some people to cover up the sky with one hand.
As for seeking help from the local Jingyesi, Gu Cheng had never thought about this.
One is because Cui Zijie told him before that even Jingyesi couldn't completely believe it after leaving Donglin County.
Each family has its own family, and the style and attitude of Jingyesi in each county are different.
Besides, it would be very difficult for Gu Cheng to find Jingyesi in Liyang Mansion, because there is no Jingyesi branch in Liyang Mansion.
The situation in Nanjiu County is so miserable. Donglin County just cannot guarantee that every county has a night watchman stationed, and Nanjiu County cannot even guarantee that every state capital has a Jingyesi stationed there.
At this time, in the Wuhe Building, the door of this small restaurant that specifically provided food and accommodation for some Zuodao Jianghu people was tightly closed, and it was directly occupied by more than ten Zuodao Jianghu people.
These people were all weird and strange, including old men and boys, graceful young men, and vulgar men with open hearts and minds. All in all, they were a mess.
A young and charming young man wearing a golden embroidered robe said softly: "The target of this mission is actually someone from Jingyesi, and there is such a large bounty on his head. It's not a scam, right?"
The man carrying the blood knife said disdainfully: "What are you afraid of? It's not like I haven't chopped off Jingyesi's dog-headed grandfather before. If you are a coward, quit and we will share the bounty."
The young man raised his eyebrows: "Rude! You have to find a safe way to kill someone, right?"
"What method should be used to kill a person's head with one knife?"
The old beggar, who was holding a small jug and drinking wine, grinned with yellow teeth in his mouth: "Why don't you let me go to hell as a night wandering ghost? I guarantee that I will never wake up again after I let him sleep."
Behind the old beggar, a group of shadows swayed evilly behind him.
A woman in her thirties, smoking and wearing scantily clad clothes giggled charmingly: "Don't be so rude. I heard that the other party is a warrior who has reached the seventh level of bone forging. He is still very young. How about
Let me put him to sleep first, and if he dies under the peonies, he will feel less resentful."
The man carrying the bloody knife took a disdainful sip: "You bastard, you have the nerve to call it peony? The taste is so strong, it's almost the same as chive flowers."
Just as the woman was about to curse back, there was a loud bang.
The door was directly blown to pieces, and Gu Cheng walked slowly over with a long sword, grinning at everyone present.
"It's just killing people, how come there are so many tricks? Isn't it easy to die?"