Chapter 679 Young Master Descends from the Mountain
In the lower district of Fuzhen, Fu'an Street runs from north to south and reaches the foot of the mountain in the upper district.
Under the mist of the night guard, in a house next to the farmland at the foot of the mountain, there are three people wearing bamboo hats and masks in the front, and four people wearing bamboo hats but not wearing masks behind.
These people all looked at the family of three kneeling by the threshold.
A slightly trembling old man, a dark-skinned middle-aged man, and a seven or eight-year-old boy with confused eyes.
A man in a bamboo hat with a golden sword embroidered on his clothes said: "I sympathize with you. Children, now, someone wants to kill your father and your grandfather. As long as you tell the truth, you can save them. If you don't tell me, I
The people behind you will start to kill your father and your grandfather. From now on, I will count to three. After I finish counting, the people behind will take action. One..."
"I don't want dad and grandpa to die, I said." The boy's clear voice sounded.
The expressions of the father and son changed drastically, and they both covered the child's mouth.
The people in bamboo hats quickly backed away and kept glancing around the boy.
Two men in blue walked out silently. One grabbed the boy, and the other took out white needle and thread and sewed the boy's lips. However, in the blink of an eye, the boy's mouth was sewn shut by the dense needle and thread.
The boy's father and grandfather tried their best to pull at the man in blue, but the man in blue didn't move at all. After finishing sewing, he melted into the night and disappeared.
Blood flowed out from the boy's wound. The boy's eyes were filled with tears. He gritted his teeth and remained silent. He shook his head to his parents to show that he didn't feel any pain.
The father and son could not hold back and burst into tears.
The man with the silver ingot embroidered on his clothes said: "You are very pitiful. Man, you have to tell the truth next, otherwise, the people behind me will kill your son and your father. Don't get me wrong, we have no ill intentions, we are purely
It’s about verifying and observing the instructions.”
After saying that, he threw down something and rolled it in front of the family of three. It was a piece of broken silver.
The middle-aged man smiled sadly and said: "You will not die well."
The masked man laughed heartily.
Another pair of men in blue appeared and sewed the middle-aged man's mouth shut, causing blood to flow and he gritted his teeth without making a sound.
Zhang Hongshou smiled and said: "I am the mayor. Yum, Wangming, you two are really...this old man, I am not as bad as the two of them. Tell the truth, let's look at the man in blue, and then we will
Walk."
The old man gritted his teeth and said slowly: "You will not die well."
Everyone smiled, neither angry nor annoyed, and watched the new man in blue appear and sew the old man's mouth shut.
Zhang Hongshou, Xue Baisheng and Xue Wangming discussed in low voices for a while. Then Zhang Hongshou suddenly took out the blessing mirror, looked at the three of them and said: "I am the mayor. These three people are really lucky. They have obviously been blessed twice, but their health is not good."
Alienation, I have to say, means having the chosen one."
"I sympathize with them. We in Fuzhen are not allowed to have such powerful people." Xue Baisheng smiled and waved his hand, and his true energy surged, enveloping a large amount of gray mist.
He lifted his right hand up, and the surrounding gray mist surged toward his palm, gathering into a ball of gray mist. The gray mist gathered more and more, and finally turned into a dazzling white mist.
Xue Baisheng rushed over, pinched the middle-aged man's neck, and guided the mist ball into the middle-aged man's nose with his true energy.
The middle-aged man's whole body suddenly became red and swollen, with red pimples the size of peanuts appearing in patches.
Puff... Puff...
There was a continuous popping sound of red pimples, and blood, water, and pus flowed all over the body.
The skin all over his body wriggled and changed, and the clothes on his left chest tore apart. The left chest swelled, and a sarcoma as big as a human head squeezed out. It cracked open with a pop, and dense white hair poured out and fell down.
"You are very pitiful..." Xue Wangming said as he attacked the child, and then Zhang Hongshou attacked the old man.
The three transformed people screamed in pain.
With a look from Xue Baisheng, one of the men in bamboo hats took out a rope, tied up a family of three, and walked forward like a dog.
"I am the mayor. Next, we have to rely on them to explore the way. Who knows what traps there are in the mist this time. If anyone doesn't explore, we will kill the other two. Finding the special notice as soon as possible is the key to solving the mystery.
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White Bones said: "It's safe in the Strange Mist. Don't forget Article 6 of the Instructions. You must strictly abide by the Instructions, laws and public order and good customs."
Zhang Hongshou, Xue Baisheng, and Xue Wangming were stunned. Xue Baisheng said: "You are right. However, this sentence is for the townspeople. What does it have to do with the three of us?"
Bai Gu sighed secretly and nodded silently.
Fu'an Street, threshing floor.
The threshing floor was covered with tents.
With the help of the night guards, everyone was assigned to different tents.
In the innermost part of the threshing floor, He Lei and others were responsible for guarding food and drinking water, and asked the townspeople to line up to get water and food.
Most of the townspeople only dared to take a little bit, but He Lei couldn't stand it and forced some to them.
Some people ate food that was far more delicious than before with tears in their eyes.
After Li Qingxian collected enough information, he selected five trustworthy people: Zhou Hen, Han Anbo, Liu Yitian, Wang Shoude and Xu Fang, and also selected two people who were familiar with Fu Town, Xu Changren and Dirty Beggar.
Before leaving, Wu Jun, the captain of the tomb captain of the river guarding army, came over and said that he was a tomb captain with rich experience and wanted to help. Li Qingxian agreed that he would also join the team.
The nine people made preparations for a while, and then went to the lower district town government office according to the agreed upon plan.
Thousands of people watched as the nine figures slowly entered the gray mist.
"The following are all lies. The nine of them are well-educated. They are no worse than the founders of the town."
"Haha, what's the use of that? They're just the next batch of people going up to the mountains. They're all the same."
In the gray fog, Wu Junduan, the leader of the tomb school captain, was behind, Li Qingxian and Zhou Hen were in front, and the other six people were walking in the middle.
The mouths and noses of the nine people are wrapped in magic weapons, so they will not inhale the mist.
After walking a few steps, Li Qingxian said in surprise: "The following are all lies. After I felt it, the blessing mist became obviously thicker. I even felt that the blessing mist was slowly hitting me, like a group of invisible mosquitoes. You guys
Woolen cloth?"
Everyone shook their heads.
Li Qingxian looked at Zhou Hen, he was of the highest rank.
Zhou Hen shook his head, indicating that he didn't notice it.
Li Qingxian looked at him and stopped the urge to roll his eyes.
Since the notice appeared, Zhou Hen hasn't said a word.
Who would have thought that among thousands of people, Zhou Hen would be the one most afraid of death.
"Good luck with the mist. Little Uncle Zhou, you, a dignified third-grade master, can you give me some advice? Our eyes are dark now and we have no idea what's going on." Li Qingxian said.
Zhou Hen closed his mouth and remained silent.
Li Qingxian shook his head, ignored Zhou Hen, and used the Immortal Seeking Bee.
One after another, the Seeking Fairy Bees flew out, and after a while, Li Qingxian sighed softly.
The bad news is that the power of the Immortal Seeker Bee has been greatly reduced, and it is deeply affected by the mysterious fog.
The good news is that everyone can only see a place more than thirty feet away, but the seeking fairy bee can see a place at most a hundred feet away from itself.
Through the sight of the Seeking Immortal Bee, Li Qingxian felt as if he were high in the sky, quietly observing everything within a hundred feet radius.
