Heroes of the Fantasy World

Chapter 167

(1)

The gloomy morning sun is just beginning to emerge, and a piece of lavender rouge whitewashes the treacherous sky in the deep mountains and old forests.The gentle breeze blows across the mountain peaks, crosses the valleys, blows the waves of grass and willows, and touches the hearts of travelers.

After all night of fierce fighting, the usually quiet mountains were covered with a layer of blood and rain, and many bones were left near the tomb of the former dynasty.The few people who survived were all covered in bruises, and their complexions were as pale as corpses.

Su Qing and Zhao Kuo, who came to help, seem to have become more friendly because of the fierce battle just now. They stood where they fought, facing the wind, and confide in each other's thoughts.

"The number of people I have killed in my life is not as many as today." After Su Qing said, he searched in the surrounding miscanthus bushes, only to find that there were all kinds of corpses everywhere he looked. I shuddered.

"Why am I not? In the past, I would not have dared to think about this murderous act. But today, the villain is harming a close friend, how can I sit idly by?" Zhao Kuo looked at the longbow in his hand, intending to commit the crime for himself. Heinous crimes look for excuses.He may have found it, and after comparing the posture of drawing the bow and strumming the string, he looked back at the friends behind him intentionally, then immediately lowered his head, and said sadly: "I don't know why Brother Bai It's time to relax..."

Su Qing who was on the side couldn't bear to take a look there, and saw Bai Feng facing E Feiying who was placed on a simple wooden bed, unable to kneel, feeling sad.

So, the "brother brother" who talked and laughed humorously and always looked optimistic, seemed to deliberately avoid such a topic, and said: "Brother Zhao's bow skills are really eye-opening. Just relying on the light of the bonfire, he shot and killed more than a dozen people. I thought that Your Excellency was just an ordinary dandy, but now I think I, Su Qing, got it wrong!"

"Brother Su, you underestimate people too much! I am the one who won the first prize at the 'Shooting Competition' in Beizhen. How can you compare with the playboys that Brother Su said?"

After the two had finished talking, Ayu, the little granddaughter of the old blacksmith, suddenly stepped forward to persuade him: "You two young masters, you are good brothers and friends of Mr. Bai, why don't you try to persuade him? Look at him. So depressed, no matter what, I refuse to leave. If it drags on for a long time, and the officers and soldiers in the mausoleum at the foot of the mountain find out that there is something wrong, we will give up all our previous efforts!"

Seeing this, Zhao Kuo also felt very helpless, and replied: "Girl, just because I know him well, I know that it is useless to persuade me. Everyone has also seen that Miss E's 'swearing with blood' before she died, This will be unforgettable for anyone, let alone a loyal person like Brother Bai... Let's wait for a while before setting off to escape from here?"

As soon as the words fell, Su Qing said softly: "Brother Zhao, Miss Ayu's words are not unreasonable. We should leave as soon as possible. If we are trapped again because of sadness, I am afraid it will be difficult for us to escape now! If brother Zhao is unwilling to be this 'bad guy', then let me, the notorious 'snitch', be the one."

After finishing speaking, Su Qing dusted off the dust on his body, straightened his clothes, walked up to Bai Feng, patted him on the shoulder affectionately, and said, "Brother Bai, this man has passed away, no matter how much you miss him It's useless! It's better to pack up your luggage and make plans early, so that you can avenge Miss E as soon as possible!"

"Brother Su, we have no way to get close to Sima Tu now, let alone take revenge?" Bai Feng lowered his face and murmured viciously: "Why didn't I be cruel and kill that dog thief... ..."

"Brother Feng..." Murong Yan knelt on the ground together with Bai Feng, crying, "It's all my fault... I was the one who told you on the road not to let you get murderous."

Seeing this situation, Su Qing jokingly said: "If crying here and blaming yourself here can hurt that old thief Sima a bit, I, Su Qing, will do more than any of you. It's a pity... Alas, that old thief has no heart and no morals, and will never sympathize with anyone."

"Mr. Su, you don't understand. Elder Sister E has helped us along the way, helped us out of trouble several times, and even risked our reputation and life to keep us from being chased by Sima Tu." Murong Yan explained, The sad mood will be even worse.

"Okay, okay! Do whatever you want, anyway, I, Su Qing, are going to go first! I don't know what my wife is doing now, she must think that I am dead, and Yu Mantang has already gone to the empty building... In short, words But in short, she must not have thought that I would go back alive and marry her, right?" Su Qing seemed to be deliberately showing extra joy, enjoying the current situation very much, and then said: "The matter is already done, so why bother to pursue it?" In the past, brother Bai, you can't forget more important things because of this."

After a while, Baifeng finally let go of the pity in his heart for the time being. He turned his back to everyone and looked up to the sky in silence. Help us bury her so that she can escape the pursuit in the future, and come back to pay her condolences when she makes up her mind to keep a vigil."

"This old man will definitely do it." After Yuan Fengzi returned, he quickly inspected the juniors in front of him, sighed softly, and asked Fu Wentao standing behind him: "Mr. Can you use your sword well?"

"Senior's craftsmanship is unprecedented, and this junior is really flattered to get this sword!" Fu Wentao replied solemnly, and then let the old man opposite him hit his head hard.

"Then, what are you going to do in the future?"

Fu Wentao rubbed his forehead, thoughtfully said: "I think, continue to stay with the old man to practice swordsmanship..."

"What else?" Yuan Fengzi glanced at his little granddaughter with words in his words: "Do you know who forged this sword for you?"

"This junior is willing to fulfill his lifelong responsibility to repay the kindness of senior and Ayu!" Fu Wentao placed his only right hand in front of his chest, and bowed his head deeply to show his respect.

"That's very good, Fu Wentao, you can say goodbye to other friends first, and then move Miss E's body to the back mountain with me."

After Yuan Fengzi finished speaking, he walked slowly to the distance with his little granddaughter Ayu, only to collect some herbs to prevent the corpse from rotting and smelling, in fact, it was to give Fu Wentao more time to get along with the old man. friends together...

Before dawn, the smell of human smoke on the hills quietly disappeared, and it is unknown when they said goodbye to each other and dispersed.

According to legend, since this day, because dozens of Taiping Taoists were found to have died here strangely, the place where the miscanthus bloomed seemed to be cursed and turned into a mass grave, and no one would dare to disturb it at will.

(End of this chapter)