An unusual tense atmosphere quietly filled the streets and alleys of Heilong Town. The Wang family, the richest man in Heilong Town, suddenly dispatched a large number of servants and guards to almost every entrance of the town.
At the same time, many strange faces suddenly appeared inside and outside the town, making Heilong Town, which was already at the throat of Linzhou, suddenly become turbulent.
In Jade Palace, a pretty figure dressed in black is sitting on the white jade stone pier of Hanmo Pavilion. In a white jade incense burner, sandalwood is slowly rising.
A pair of slender hands were caressing an old and mottled guqin. The clanging sound of the qin echoed in the courtyard, and what was being played was the song "Ambush on All Sides".
Elder Mo, dressed in gray clothes, walked in hurriedly and whispered into the woman's ear for a moment. The guqin under her hand suddenly broke and the sound stopped abruptly.
"Has anyone found out who did it?" the woman asked.
"I heard that he was a country boy from Lingzhi Village. He was the one who killed Wang Qianye last time. However, the rumors have not been confirmed yet. Now there is definite news even from the Ghost Tower." Elder Mo bowed and said.
The woman stood up and turned to Elder Mo with her face covered in black gauze.
"A storm is about to come. Maybe this incident is a stone that breaks the hundred-year peace of Heilong Town. In any case, this may be an opportunity to change the situation here. Commander Ma has spread the news and waits to see what happens. Of course, it will disturb the situation."
It’s okay to muddy the waters.”
Elder Mo smiled and nodded, bowed, turned and left the Hanmo Pavilion.
Almost at the same time, countless homing pigeons soared into the sky from Yuegui Pavilion, Jiaxing Taifang, Zhulinyuan, Wanfeng Villa, and many other places in the town, adding a touch of nervousness to the already stormy Heilong Town.
In the luxurious private room in Manying Building, the fat elder Jin leaned against the railing and looked at the carrier pigeons flying across the sky from time to time. A light flashed in his two small eyes, and a sneer appeared on his fat face.
"They've all shown up? Do they all want to take advantage of this opportunity to get a piece of the pie in Linzhou? Can the Sword Sect's more than a hundred years of management be easily shaken by you and others?"
Behind the Materia Medica Hall, the eldest daughter of the Qin family frowned on the chair. The second daughter looked at the eldest sister anxiously. At this time, a little girl in her teens ran in with a kite in her hand, pulled the second daughter and shouted
: "Second sister, go fly a kite with Fu'er quickly?"
The second young lady quickly touched Fu'er's little face and said with pity: "Fu'er, good boy, you are just recovering from your illness. You are still much weaker and have some rest. The eldest sister and I have something to discuss. You go back to your room and rest for a while. The second young lady will give you some rest."
Would you like to make some snacks?"
Fu'er pouted her little mouth and snorted: "You and eldest sister are always having troubles, so I don't care about Fu'er and ignore you." After saying that, she turned around and left the house.
The eldest lady looked at the well-behaved and lovely Fu'er. A rare smile appeared on her originally serious face, and she sighed and said: "The Black Dragon Town is in turmoil now. Zhang Cong's move is equivalent to breaking the peace that has existed here for a hundred years. All parties have
The forces are moving after hearing the news, and I can't predict what will happen in the future.
All I understand is that it doesn't matter whether Zhang Cong killed the elder of the Shadow Pavilion. He was just an excuse. No matter what, he can no longer escape from this vortex.
Now he is very subtle. In addition to Shadow Pavilion, other major forces also want to find him, but the one who wants to find him the most is perhaps Xuanjian Sect. He is probably an excuse for Xuanjian Sect to attack other forces, and of course the reverse is true.
It's the same reason, so no matter what, he won't survive."
The second young lady asked anxiously: "Sister, do we not care? He saved Fu'er's life?"
The eldest lady smiled slightly: "Qin Yu, you are nineteen years old, why are you still so impatient? I didn't say I don't care? Even if Zhang Cong didn't save Fu'er, I won't let him fall into the hands of others.
"
Qin Yu was stunned: "Why is this, eldest sister?"
The eldest lady smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Can't you use your brain? I can't stay in Heilong Town for a long time. Sooner or later, you will have to support this thatched cottage by yourself. With the way you are now, how can I dare to let it go?
No matter which force finds him first, they will use him as a pawn. In fact, whether he killed the Shadow Pavilion elder or not is not important anymore. He has been pushed to a dead end at the cusp of this crisis.
Whether he dies or not, he will be regarded as a pawn to break the situation, and no one will be as anxious as you to save him."
Qin Yu's eyes turned red and he almost shed tears. The eldest lady looked at him and suddenly sighed: "Go out of the city and intercept him in advance. Maybe he still has a chance to survive."
Qin Yu looked at the eldest sister happily, with a smile on his face.
At this moment, Zhang Cong knew nothing about the situation in Heilong Town, so he still walked slowly towards Heilong Town. Fortunately, he took the mountain road. Down the mountain, he reached Shakou Village. From here, it was
Set foot on the official road to Black Dragon Town.
The atmosphere in the Black Pine Forest and the Ghost Face Tower was obviously much more tense than the previous few days. There was an endless stream of monks coming in and out. In the secret room of the Ghost Tower, the three church masters were sitting on futons. The atmosphere in the room was very depressing.
The murder of the two elders of Shadow Pavilion quickly spread throughout Heilong Town. When the third hall master returned from the Wang family, Heilong Town was already full of homing pigeons. It is estimated that it will not take long for this incident to spread throughout Linzhou.
The lobby owner sighed: "Are you going to put my Shadow Pavilion on the fire? If we don't investigate this matter, it will be a minor matter for our Shadow Pavilion to be embarrassed. I am afraid that some people will say that we caused such a thing ourselves and want to cause trouble.
A pool of clear water.
When we investigate this matter, some people will say that we want to kill people and silence them and cover up the facts. No matter how we deal with it now, we will become the target of public criticism. This matter has been pushed from the shadows to the front. If we are really involved in the disputes between Jianghu, what will happen to the general forum?
Let me wait?"
The second hall master hesitated and said: "But brother, if Zhang Cong is really not a foundation-building monk as Fatty Jin said, then how could he kill Lei Shi and Fei Shou? Could it be that someone is plotting against our Shadow Pavilion behind the scenes?"
The lobby master sighed: "Over the years, Shadow Pavilion has killed many people from sects and big families. Although we use money to do things, the hatred we have formed is real.
At this juncture, there are many people who are adding insult to injury. What you said cannot be ruled out to be true, but what evidence do we have to reveal the mystery?"
The third hall master cursed bitterly: "This bastard Wang Chenyang is the one who caused trouble for us. If disaster really happens, I will be the first to slaughter the Wang family."
The two hall masters stared at each other: "You still can't change your short temper. The Wang family cannot be touched. The Wang family has inextricable connections with the Xuanjian Sect.
At this time, there is no need to hold grudges against his backer. The top priority is to go out and find the little thief. If he is caught, the crisis in the Shadow Pavilion may be solved."
The third hall master responded, stood up and left the secret room.
Shakou Village is a small village located at the pass of Luanyun Mountain. It is a village far away from Heilong Town. However, at this time, there are already many unfamiliar faces in Shakou Village.
In a tea shed at the foot of Luanyun Mountain, Second Sister Qin, dressed in Tsing Yi and wearing a masked bamboo hat, and a masked old man have been sitting in the tea shed for several hours, watching more and more people in Shakou Village.
Qin Yu's heart almost sank to the bottom when he saw such a strange face.
Herbal Medicine Hall sent three waves of people to the three necessary roads into the town, hoping to intercept Zhang Cong in advance, but Qin Yu didn’t know whether Zhang Cong would come to Heilong Town. At this moment, Qin Yu was staring at the path going down the mountain.
, already looking forward to it.
In addition to the two of them, there were several individual guests drinking tea in the tea shed. Qin Yu knew that they were all monks, and the purpose of coming here was self-evident.
At this moment, Zhang Cong was standing on the mountainside looking at Shakou Village below. A sense of danger made him stop in a forest halfway up the mountain, because his sea of consciousness captured many spirits in the village.
Power fluctuations, this is definitely an abnormal phenomenon in a remote mountain village.
Could it be that the Shadow Pavilion knew about his killing of Thunder Stone and Flying Squirrel? Zhang Cong sat under the tree, thinking about the abnormality at the foot of the mountain over and over in his mind. He had just experienced being intercepted and killed, and he was extremely sensitive to this kind of scene.
Is it the Shadow Pavilion or the Wang Family? Or is it just an ordinary battle between the rivers and lakes? Zhang Cong is not so ambitious. He thinks that he is invincible. He killed Lei Shi and Fei Shou. He knew that at least there must be more than average. It is just a matter of luck. If there is no Taoist Sword,
That trace of regret, now buried in the pit, is him.
Zhang Cong went to Heilong Town not only to buy things, but also to inquire about information. Xiaohua and Aunt Cuihua were still in Panlong Town, which was only more than 200 miles away from Heilong Town. For monks, this distance was not that far.
He didn't want Xiaohua and his mother to be affected.
After thinking about it, Zhang Cong stood up, minimized the spiritual power around him, took out a bamboo basket from the storage bag, put some of the giant mulberries in the storage bag into the basket, covered it with some leaves, and put it on his back.
The basket slowly walked down the mountain.
The bamboo hat was held down so low that you couldn't see Zhang Cong's face clearly if you weren't paying attention. He also limped deliberately. He probably wasn't a very familiar person, so it would be difficult to find out who he was.
Shakou Village is getting closer and closer, and the spiritual consciousness in the village quickly sweeps over. Zhang Cong is very confident in his disguise. Zhang Cong, who has entered the state of selflessness, has no spiritual power all over his body, just like an ordinary villager.
No different, dragging one leg and limping towards the tea shed.
More than a dozen rays of spiritual power swept past and stopped making any movement.
Zhang Cong, who was limping over, had not even reached the tea shed when he saw a woman in green clothes and a bamboo hat suddenly stood up and cursed: "Do you want to die? You asked your aunt to wait for so long? Take some goods."
I can’t even understand what I’m doing, I’m such a waste.”
Zhang Cong was stunned and thought to himself, who is this? Does the voice sound like the second lady of the Qin family? Did he identify the wrong person?
Just as he was hesitating, the woman in green clothes had already walked over, casually lifted up the gauze covering her face, and a careful look came from under the gauze.
Zhang Cong's heart moved, and he quickly bowed and saluted, and said in a low voice: "Madam boss, I fell down on the mountain road, my leg was broken, and some goods were lost on the mountain. Don't worry, I'll take these
Put it down and go back right away to continue moving."
Qin Yu snorted: "You trash, you can't do anything. Lead us over there. By the time you finish messing around, it will be dark."
While talking, Qin Yu led the masked old man and quickly passed Zhang Cong. Zhang Cong limped behind them and walked slowly towards the mountain.
