Chapter 338 Becoming famous all over the world begins today! (Second update)
Whoo!
The strong winds were blowing heavy snow, and the whole world was filled with chills.
At the foot of Pingdu Mountain, there are scattered small villages built on the mountain. At this time, the weather is freezing and no one leaves the village. There are only scattered chickens, ducks and dogs barking.
call!
At a certain moment, a hurricane seemed to blow into the village, causing many dogs to bark.
A group of more than ten people rode past the village. Hearing the barking of dogs, one person glanced at them inadvertently, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he reined in his horse and stopped.
"Xilulu!"
The horse neighed loudly, and a group of ten people stopped in no particular order.
"How can such a small village afford to raise a dragon horse?!"
The first person pulled off his snow mask, and his slightly sinister eyes flashed with amusement.
Wow!
Not long after the horse team stopped, several men dressed as farmers came out of the house carrying steel knives.
Neither the Ming Dynasty nor many previous dynasties could strictly prohibit weapons. One of the important reasons was that villagers must have the power to guard against wild beasts and rogue bandits.
When everyone saw that these men had knives, they didn't pay much attention. Only one person frowned slightly and scolded:
"Wang Biao, don't cause trouble!"
"If such a BMW is humiliated in the hands of these villagers, isn't it a waste?"
Wang Biao glanced at the crowd of village heroes, his eyes fell on the thin and languid dragon horse at the head of the village, and he said:
"Whose horse is that?!"
"Leave quickly, otherwise don't blame me for waiting!"
A man raised his steel knife and scolded in a deep voice.
"Hahaha!"
Hearing the threat, everyone couldn't help but laugh. Wang Biao laughed ferociously, and just as he was about to get angry, he heard a slight cough, and an old man with almost all his teeth walked out of the village yard.
"This horse is mine."
"Old man, can you sell this horse? I'll give you ten taels of silver!"
Looking at the thin old man who looked as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind, Wang Biao decided in his heart and threw out a piece of silver.
"Ten taels of silver can't buy your lives..."
Glancing at the silver that fell to the ground, the old man sighed softly and said without even looking at the perverted people:
"Kill them all!"
"Um?!"
Hearing these words, the expressions of everyone outside the city changed. However, even Wang Biao, who reacted the fastest, had no time to draw his sword out of its sheath, and saw the heads of several brothers flying up.
Blood spurted out and he fell to the ground.
"There is a road to heaven but you don't take it. There is no door to hell but you have to break in!"
The man dressed as a farmer wiped the blood from his face, smiled evilly, and rushed into the chaos of horse thieves who were fleeing.
"escape!"
Wang Biao's expression changed, and he abandoned his horse and ran away. However, he could not escape for more than three or five steps before he heard screams from behind him. With a glance from the corner of his eye, more than ten brothers and horses behind him were all killed!
"not good!"
Before he could think about it, he felt a cold wind blowing in front of him, and the man covered in blood had blocked his way before he knew it.
"If you dare to invade the territory of Ji Ming Lou, you will not know whether to live or die!"
The man kicked Wang Biao over and was about to kill him when he heard a voice floating in the wind and snow:
"Ji Ming Lou?"
"who?!"
The man was startled, as the voice seemed to ring in his ears.
He suddenly turned around and saw a man leading a horse in the wind and snow. The horse's mane was like fire, and he was wearing a black robe. He was extremely tall, with big ears and square eyes, and his breath was calm but as heavy as a mountain.
Great master!
The man's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously wanted to withdraw, but he realized that his body seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move at all.
He wanted to sound a warning, but found that he couldn't even make a sound.
Like him, there was Wang Biao who looked horrified in the snow nest.
"Since yesterday, I have been feeling quite uneasy. I have been worried for a long time, but I didn't expect that it was the general coming..."
In the house, a thin and frail old man walked out with a slight cough, looking at the visitor with a bitter smile.
General?!
Hearing these words, before Wang Biao could react, the man dressed as a farmer seemed to have seen a ghost, and his body that could not move began to tremble violently.
There is only one general in Qingzhou, and that is Sirius Wei Zhengxian!
For decades in the Jiming Building, not to mention the tasks related to this person, even the tasks of everyone related to it, they did not dare to accept them!
"Urge the poster, Zhao Wusha."
In the midst of quiet muttering to himself, Wei Zhengxian came pacing with his horse. His clothes were thin, but wherever he passed, there was a gentle spring breeze, which was warm but not hot.
However, the experts in the village felt a bright sun blooming in front of their eyes, and the terrifying light and heat stung their eyes and membranes.
"it's me……"
Zhao Wusha's face became increasingly bitter.
After all, he had been practicing for seventy or eighty years, so he naturally had a good vision. The moment he felt his aura, he knew that everyone had underestimated this great general.
Even if everyone thinks highly enough, they still underestimate it.
Such momentum, such physique, such spirit...
"If you don't run away when you see me, you have some merits. No wonder some people call you one of the top ten masters in Qingzhou..."
Wei Zhengxian nodded slightly and said with some approval: "If you weren't too old and urged the twelve dragon heads in the building, you would be qualified to compete."
"I don't dare to run away, I don't dare to fight, I don't dare to be as famous as the general, I don't dare, I don't dare..."
Zhao Wusha felt sad in his heart. Looking at Wei Zhengxian who was approaching slowly, the warning signs in his heart were like a boundless ocean.
But he didn't dare to escape.
"Go, make a cup of tea, and get some fodder to feed the horses."
After tapping the old man's shoulder, Wei Zheng shook his sleeves and walked into the house.
"yes!"
Zhao Wusha took the reins very obediently and led the dragon and horse to the feed trough in the village like a groom, and took the best fodder to feed.
He didn't dare to escape. There were dozens of killers in the village, and no one dared to escape.
Everyone's minds were tense, and they felt an indescribable horror coming, completely covering the village.
"Meow!"
When Zhao Wusha returned to the house, he saw the general sitting by the stove, petting his own civet cat.
He stroked it gently, and the civet cat purred.
"The place is simple and there is not much good tea. I hope the general will not dislike it."
Zhao Wusha poured tea for him, and he really said to Lao Gao: "It's really good wine. I have some here, and they are all aged for more than a hundred years..."
"I still have things to do later. Drinking will make things worse, so let's forget about it."
Wei Zhengxian stretched out his hand to pick up the tea cup and drank the hot tea in one gulp, leaving not a single tea leaf.
"This tea is much better than what I usually drink."
Sipping the tea carefully, Wei Zheng nodded first to express his satisfaction, drank three or four cups in succession, then stopped and motioned for Zhao Wusha to sit down.
The latter did not dare to disobey and had to sit down.
"He is just a junior of Zhen Gang. Don't say that he is just suspected of possessing magical powers. Even if he does, how can he be your enemy?"
Zhao Wusha complimented.
"A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength. I have never looked down on anyone in my life. This is the only thing I learned from the battlefield in Liuji Mountain..."
Wei Zheng first put down his tea cup, asked him to pet the raccoon cat, and said calmly:
"I remember that I told you twenty years ago not to have anything to do with the military. Have you forgotten it?"
"General..."
Zhao Wusha's heart trembled, knowing that he was talking about his plot against Xiao Qingfeng, so he hurriedly explained:
"This matter actually has nothing to do with me, it's all because of my subordinates' mishandling of things."
"The state is starving to death and complains about its people, and the war has changed and its soldiers have become strange. You people..."
Wei Zhengxian shook his head, ignoring the twists and turns, and got straight to the point:
"General, I will give you three paths for you to choose."
"I would like to hear the details." Zhao Wusha lowered his head and admitted defeat.
"First, take your demons and demons with you and get them all out of Qingzhou within three months."
"this……"
Zhao Wusha's heart trembled and he shook his head bitterly: "Longshou will not allow it. If I do this, I will be cut to pieces before I can evacuate Qingzhou..."
"Second, bring everyone you can to kill me."
Wei Zhengxian's tone was calm.
Zhao Wusha broke into a cold sweat and shook his head:
"General, if you have an order, just say it..."
He is not stupid and knows that the first two choices are not choices at all, and the third choice is what the general wants to do on his own.
He said it was a choice, but in fact he had no choice at all.
"Third, kill someone for me."
"Um?!"
Looking at Wei Zhengxian's calm face, Zhao Wusha's heart started to beat wildly.
Who can I kill but whom he cannot?
Subconsciously, he wanted to refuse, but a hand fell on his shoulder before he knew it.
"With the general's martial arts skills, how can we be needed to kill people..."
Zhao Wusha's voice was stiff and sweat appeared on his forehead.
Wei Zheng was silent and just looked at him indifferently. After a while, Zhao Wusha couldn't bear it anymore and lowered his head slumpedly:
"I am willing to serve the general..."
"good."
Wei Zheng was neither surprised nor pleased, he just nodded and drank tea again, but Zhao Wusha's pupils shrank violently.
He heard the voice transmission and also heard a name that he had never thought of.
"I……"
…
After a long time, when the three pots of tea were finished and the dragon and horse were full, Wei Zhengxian left.
"Xiao Qingfeng, you have hurt me..."
After watching the person go away until he disappeared, Zhao Wusha muttered to himself.
He regretted it, extremely regretted it.
If he could do it again, even if Xiao Qingfeng said that the Milky Way was reversed, he would never be able to reach any contact with him.
pity……
"Master, what does Wei Zhengxian want?"
After casually killing Wang Biao, who managed to survive for a while, the killer dressed as a farmer came forward.
laugh!
Before he finished speaking, his pupils dilated. He covered his neck and looked at Zhao Wusha in disbelief: "Why, why..."
"Don't blame me, I can't do anything about it. If the news of his arrival today is leaked, none of us will survive, and it may even harm our family..."
Zhao Wusha muttered to himself.
…
In the snowy field, Wei Zhengxian suddenly stopped, tilted his ears slightly, and heard the shouts of killing and the sound of burning coming from very far away, and nodded slightly.
Looking ahead from here, Pingdu Mountain is very close at hand.
With his eyesight, he seemed to be able to see high cliffs in the distance, and wherever he looked, someone was looking up and looking back.