Ye Tai carried his luggage and slowly entered the territory of the Song Dynasty.
He did not ride a Phoenix. After all, the Phoenix is only suitable for galloping short distances, not for long distances.
Besides, I was carrying such a big luggage. Although I could reduce my own weight by using the light-body technique with strong internal force, it could not change the weight of the luggage.
Mrs. Ye came back this time with several plans in mind, aiming to spread her name throughout the world in a short time.
Not only in the martial arts world, he also wanted to use the power of the Song Dynasty royal family to truly change the relationship between martial arts sects and ordinary people.
On the shores of the land, all are the king’s ministers!
How can you be superior to others even with a little force, and even bring disaster to one party?
After all, even in the world of martial arts, the people who suffer the most and suffer the most are ordinary civilians.
The best people to bribe are them. Maybe as long as he forces Zhao Xu to add a few rules so that they can eat a few more steamed buns every month, they will all be grateful to him.
With countless ravines in his heart, Mrs. Ye stepped into the border of Jingzhou again.
Outside the main city, there is still that small town.
Mrs. Ye wanted to stop by and see how well Xu Qingwan was practicing the Guiyi Sword Technique. If she had talent, it wouldn't be impossible for her to teach her a few techniques at will.
However, all this happened smoothly. Jingzhou was originally on Ye Taixing's route. If he wanted to spend a lot of time teaching her martial arts, it would be impossible.
The atmosphere of the town is as dull as usual. Most young people are making a living in the main city of Jingzhou, so there are mostly old, weak, women and children, and there are also many people with hungry and thin faces, so it is difficult to see any vitality.
When I came back to the mud house of the Xu family's grandfather and grandson, I didn't know when there was an earth bag outside the yard.
When Mrs. Ye came closer and took a look, her brows furrowed.
In front of the earthen bag that still smells of fresh earth, there is a simple wooden sign with five words crookedly written on it: Tomb of Old Man Xu.
This is actually a graveyard!
As for who is buried inside, the answer seems to be self-evident.
Ye Tai frowned and walked into the fence made of bamboo strips.
The wooden door, which had been damaged, was now broken into wooden pieces, and two pieces of brass Douglas locks that had lost their core were shattered on the ground.
Mrs. Ye looked at the half-cut wooden sword in the soil under her feet and remained silent for a long time.
"Brother, this place is closed. If you want to find something to eat, go to Jingzhou City." A voice came from a shirtless middle-aged man passing by, carrying a hoe stained with dried mud on his shoulder.
Mrs. Ye turned her head and asked, "Sir, please stay. Can you tell me what happened here? Where did Mr. Xu and the little sister go?"
When the uncle saw Mrs. Ye's luxurious clothes, he thought he was passing by a sharpie. Unexpectedly, he actually got to know the poor grandfather and grandson, so he stopped, glanced at the grave, sighed, and said
: "The old man named Xu died. The neighbors didn't know his name. They only knew his surname was Xu, so they buried him hastily. As for the one-armed Xiaowanwan, alas, I heard that he was kidnapped by the evil Jingzhou dragon."
Ye Tai's expression was dull and he continued to ask: "Why did you kidnap her?"
The shirtless uncle put down his hoe, put his hands on the wooden sticks, and said: "There is no reason for the evil dragon to kidnap people. There are too many yellow-flowered girls in Jingzhou who have done this evil. They prefer to kidnap young girls and molest them on the warship."
, forcing them to take off their clothes and go back alone. Most of the girls could not bear the humiliation and threw themselves into the river.
As for this little girl from the Xu family...
I heard that she had picked up a martial arts secret book, and Xuanyuan Longcheng, the head of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, found out about it, and forced Old Man Xu to hand it over.
Then you also saw that old man Xu died, and his granddaughter, whether it was good luck or bad luck, was spotted by the evil dragon and took her back to the church to get married. "
Mrs. Ye frowned and said: "Going to the church to get married? She is only seven or eight years old... how long will it take?"
The shirtless old man recalled it and said: "About four or five days ago, don't listen to any talk about getting married. The evil dragon has recently gotten into the bad habit of molesting young girls. Some of the young girls she kidnapped are still alive."
Alive?"
Ye Tai was silent.
The shirtless uncle sighed again: "Alas! When did this world come to an end? This Jingzhou is no longer the Jingzhou of the emperor, but the Jingzhou of the evil dragon and his son. The royal and county king Zhao Boyun, known as the Dragon King of Jingzhou, raised him
The Huangjia are the elites, no one can rule them, no one dares to resist. I heard that Xuanyuan Dragon City even said something like "Three thousand yellow armors can be an enemy of the country". The sky is high and the emperor is far away. Even if the real imperial edict comes, it may not be there yet.
It’s a joke made by the Dragon King of Jingzhou.”
Mrs. Ye continued to ask: "Three thousand yellow armors? According to the laws of the Song Dynasty, shouldn't the number of private soldiers he raises should be less than three hundred?"
The shirtless uncle replied: "It is indeed less than three hundred, but he single-handedly supported the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Who among the disciples of the sect does not have a set of standard yellow armor? There is a song called 'Yellow armor is worn in turn, and the royal feng shui changes.
The Dragon King of Jingzhou has destiny in his family. In this land, the Dragon King is the emperor who can take life and death."
Ye Tai was still as indifferent as water and asked: "Isn't there even a loyal minister in this vast area who is loyal to Zhao Xu? How can he be allowed to spread this kind of ballad?"
The uncle laughed and said: "Haha, yes, why not? I heard that the former Jingzhou governor had sent a secret message to the capital, but before the horse could run out of Jingzhou, the messenger was hacked to death. The next day
, the prefect’s family was attacked by bandits, and no one in the family survived.”
After saying that, he continued: "Brother, since you are in Jingzhou, you must get used to it. No matter what kind of knight you are, you must also keep your tail between your legs. Otherwise, the three thousand yellow armors of the Dragon Prince's family will not care whether you are a powerful person with a hairpin."
, or a member of a big sect, since you know Mr. Xu, I will tell you a few more words, just treat him like this person from now on, don’t be confused. "
After saying that, the shirtless man shook his head helplessly, waved and walked away.
Ye Tai bent down to pick up the broken wooden sword on the ground, with an indifferent expression and a myriad of thoughts.
When his soul was intact, he would never have been so rational. He might have charged into the prince's palace with his sword.
But at this moment, he was asking himself, is it worth it?
Is it worth breaking up with the Zhao Dynasty for the sake of a child who may have been tortured to death and only had a relationship with him once?
His ultimate goal is just to escape from this world. The facts are here. If he can get Zhao Xu's support, this process will undoubtedly be accelerated.
Can……
Even without Zhao's support, with his powerful skills, is it really impossible to return to the real world within two years?
After all, after Mrs. Ye's soul was damaged, she would never be angry again. Even when she was with Li Qiu Shui, her attitude was more of a disguise.
Regarding what happened to the Xu family's grandfather and grandson, he was only slightly unhappy, but not too passionate.
But just this slight discomfort kept him from leaving for a long time.
A dull sense of pain, a dull sense of smell, a dull personality...all these factors made Mrs. Ye neither truly happy nor unhappy for a long time.
Unfortunately, this incident was the first thing that made him unhappy in half a year.
It doesn't matter whether it is justice or not.
Mrs. Ye herself is not a righteous person.
It's about doing what you want.
When I was weak, I kept my head down and lived life in an ignoble way. Now that I am strong, why do I still do things that go against my wishes, and deliberately flatter the Zhao royal family?
Looking at the broken wooden sword in his hand, Ye Tai tried hard to let the slight unhappiness in his heart grow stronger.
It is difficult for him to be angry, but he needs anger, even a little bit, he needs that emotion to prompt himself to do something.
Overwhelm the emptiness at the soul level and convince yourself to temporarily abandon the crazy urgency to retrieve your soul and leave this world later.
Mrs. Ye put her luggage and half a wooden sword in the house, with only a silver sword hanging on her waist, and walked slowly towards the main city of Jingzhou, which was more than ten miles away.
His expression was indifferent.
But every time I take a step, the feeling of wanting to draw the sword becomes amplified.
The surrounding air first hummed softly, and then there was a faint rumble, and invisible energy waves spread out, causing the leaves dozens of meters around to wash down.
Ten miles.
Eight miles.
Five miles.
There are still three miles.
The pedestrians who passed by Mrs. Ye all fled away with horrified expressions on their faces.
There were waves of air surrounding this man who looked like a ghost, rising to a spiritual level of oppression that made people almost suffocated.
The last two miles.
Ye Tai raised his head and roared.
then.
A phoenix chirping sound echoed across the sky from the clouds.
The white feathers beat the snow, and the phoenix bird with extraordinary grace swooped down.
Mrs. Ye jumped up high and stepped on Fengque's back.
The phoenix flew dozens of feet into the air and flew towards the main city of Jingzhou.
"Ye Tai came on the phoenix to kill three thousand yellow armors from Jingzhou!"
"Invite the evil dragon to die!"
"Please Xuanyuan Longcheng die!!"
"Invite three thousand Huang Jia to die!!!"
In AD 1094, the eighteenth day of the second month of the lunar calendar, the rise of the Tai'a sword god began with three calls to die.