My enemies became my companions

Chapter 426 Kill First

As the sun set, the fire finally died down.

After the raging fire engulfed it, the carved dragons on the caisson disappeared, and the Yuanfeng Building was completely burned out. When you get closer, you can see green glazed tiles covered with gray and black everywhere under your feet. When you look up, you can still see the towering building, but when the wind blows, the ashes float away, and only a dry skeleton is left standing. It has witnessed too many glories and disgraces, rise and fall, and changes in the world, and now it is its turn. At this moment, it is silent, speechless, like a pine tree standing upright, pulling out a deep silence from the ground.

In a courtyard not far from Yuanfeng Tower, Liuyang Zhaigong pushed the dusty manager over. The latter fell to his knees. When he looked up again, he saw Huang Jing's cold face.

"Master Huang, when we saw him, he was still trying to pack up his valuables and run away." Liuyang Zhaigong said slowly.

"Please leave first, Master Zhai. I want to ask him something in private."

"it is good."

Huang Jing glanced at the manager, who shuddered as if a thorn was on his back.

"Mr. Li, when have I, Huang, ever treated you unfairly?"

"No...no mistreatment."

Huang Jing's eyes darkened as he spoke word by word:

"Then why are you running?"

The butler's legs were trembling, as if he was going to kneel down and press the ground down three inches. He knocked his head hard,
"Boss, boss! Those thieves kidnapped my youngest son. He's the only one I have to look after me until the end of my life! They asked me to deliver a letter to you, saying it was the last time. I dared not not deliver it. I didn't know they were so bold as to burn down Yuanfeng Tower!"

The steward kept knocking his head, and with the dull thuds, the ground was covered with bloodstains.

Huang Jing didn't look at him, but looked at the half-broken badge in his hand.

The Xi Que Pavilion waist badge that was searched out of Yuanfeng Tower was next to Master Jiang Xin.

It was left by those spies.

"well…"

Huang Jing, with a cold face, looked up at Yuanfeng Tower, but suddenly his expression melted and he said slowly:

"A blessing in disguise..."

The manager stood still, looking puzzled.

"They hid in Chongyang Temple." Huang Jing said slowly, as if he was talking to himself with a hint of madness, "It's really a blessing in disguise. If Master Jiang Xin hadn't died, I wouldn't have guessed that they hid in Chongyang Temple."

"W-what..."

"They must have disguised themselves as Taoist priests and hid in the secret realm of Chongyang Temple!"

Huang Jing's tone suddenly rose.
“Killing Master Jiang Xin was to silence him!
I had long thought of using Yuanfeng Tower to lure them into the trap, but I never expected that they were forced into the trap. After eliminating Miaoshang Temple, they were left with no other options and attacked and burned Yuanfeng Tower, trying to put the blame on Xi Que Pavilion in order to get a glimmer of hope of survival.

They finally took the bait!"

The steward was still kneeling on the ground timidly. When he heard Huang Jing's tone, a hint of life rose in his heart, which had originally given up all hope. He raised his head and looked up at Huang Jing like a dog.

"Good dog, good dog."

Huang Jing let out a cold laugh amid his hoarse voice.

"Fortunately... the fire was discovered in time, and I didn't have to fight with Xi Que Pavilion. Fortunately, fortunately, this group of chivalrous people are still here. As long as they are still here, what does it matter if there is one less Yuan Feng Tower?"

The steward seemed to hear a flash of life.

He kowtowed, his original despair suddenly turned into diligence, and he said flatteringly:

"Shopkeeper, shopkeeper, you are right. What if there is one less Yuanfeng Building? What if there are ten less? As long as that Lone Smoke Sword dies, everything will be worth it.

"Boss... they killed my little son. I hate them to the core and want to rip out their marrow and flesh! Let's kill them first. It's up to you whether to kill them or chop them up! I won't frown at all!"

As the steward spoke, he looked up at Huang Jing's face and saw the latter looking at him with a smile.

His eyelids trembled uncontrollably and his face turned pale. Based on his years of experience, he sensed that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Then tell me, how should I use you?"

"First, let's start with the small things. Many people died in Yuanfeng Tower, including kitchen servants, tea girls, handymen, and the opera troupe... Many of them died. Shopkeeper, please let me take care of the relief. This will relieve your worries..."

Huang Jing suddenly burst into laughter.

The laughter was loud at first, then gradually became hoarse, and the breath was intermittent, as if a cold wind penetrated into the throat and cut it apart like a knife.

The steward trembled violently with laughter, his Adam's apple rolled up and down several times, but he couldn't say a word.

"Pension?"

Huang Jing's laughter gradually died down:

"What kind of compensation? When Yuanfeng Tower was destroyed, how much silver inside turned to ashes?"

The steward said in a trembling voice:
"Boss, didn't you bury a lot of silver deep in the ground of the other courtyard to prepare for emergencies? Boss... I have been with you for so long, please give me a way out!"

"You don't need to worry about that money,"

Huang Jing's tone was cold.

"If we spend money to give relief to these servants, how are we going to explain to the chivalrous men who came to help?" The steward widened his eyes and stared at Huang Jing. Giving relief to the other servants was just an excuse to stay alive, but Huang Jing ruthlessly cut it off. He subconsciously wanted to struggle to get up and run away, but a palm came out before him.

"Servants have their own destiny.

"Catch those spies in Chongyang Temple. Your death and theirs...are worth it!"

With a bang, the manager started bleeding from all seven orifices, his body fell backwards, and his crown was visibly sunken.

Huang Jing withdrew his hand, patted the blood on his palm to disperse it, sank his Qi into his Dantian, and controlled the energy around his body.

If you want to spend all your money, you should act like you are spending it. What's more, he is an old man sending off a young man. In this world where morality is important, he should act like he is ready to die.

Hearing this, the breath in the courtyard stopped. Liuyang Zhaigong walked quickly into the courtyard from outside. Seeing another corpse on the ground, he knew that Huang Jing was cleaning up the mess.

Liuyang Zhaigong looked at Huang Jing, and after pondering for a long time, he said:
"Yuanfeng Tower has been destroyed. Please... accept my condolences."

Huang Jing raised his head slowly, his face seemed to have aged a lot. He was silent for a while, and finally gave a wry smile.

Liuyang Zhaigong saw the pain of losing his son appear on his face.

"Master Zhai, I have been expressing my condolences for more than ten years, but... I am still expressing my condolences today."

Huang Jing's eyes drooped, as if he was crying and laughing at the same time.

Liuyang Zhaigong's old wrinkles were squeezed together. Even though he had seen many ups and downs, he still felt sad when he saw Huang Jing's face.

Huang Jing took two steps forward, but his foot sprained as if his spine was sprained. Liuyang Zhaigong hurried forward to support him.

The latter took a step forward as if trying to stand still with great effort, and uttered the following words:

"Kill them! I'm going to kill them!"

Liu Yang Zhai Hexi stood still for a moment, his old bones were struck by the words, his heart was beating fast, he nodded heavily and said:

"Don't worry, OP. We all prosper together and suffer together. We are here to help you and avenge Young Master Huang!"

"Okay, okay, okay..."

Huang Jing showed a simple and difficult smile, and said slowly:

"Yuanfeng Building was destroyed, and there are only 6,000 taels of silver left in this courtyard. Money is not a thing of the body, so I will give it all to all the righteous men in the world today, without leaving a single cent!"

Master Liuyang was greatly surprised and kept saying:

"This...this...Master Huang, you must not do this. If you give it all to us, what will you have left?"

Huang Jing said in a hoarse voice:

"All that's left is a shroud and a coffin!"

…………

Xi Que Pavilion naturally also knew about the fire in Yuanfeng Tower.

However, in order to avoid any disputes between the two parties on the way, Xi Que Ge did not send anyone to follow them.

But this time, Wei Wuque sent people to Tang Miaoshang Temple.

Just as he and Chen Yi had expected, there was no trace of the spy in Miaoshang Temple.

The answer is obvious.

Wei Wuque shook his head and said, "The spy was cunning. He used the Xi Que Pavilion badge to disguise himself as one of our men and attacked and burned Yuan Feng Tower. This time Huang Jing was seriously injured."

Chen Yi thought for a moment and said, "After he died, he was a man who would fight to the death. I think he will be even more crazy after this time."

Wei Wuque heard something from the voice and asked, "What do you mean?"

"He will stop at nothing to find the spies. Without Yuanfeng Tower, there will be no escape route. This time, he will probably hate Xi Que Pavilion more than the spies." Chen Yi said slowly, "Some people will hate those who get in the way more than the real enemies, and Huang Jing and you will never be on the same page."

"It makes sense."

Wei Wuque frowned and said:

"If the spies are not in Miaoshang Temple, then they are in Chongyang Temple?

I'm afraid this is what the spies really want, to lure us into a fight with Huang Jing and others at Chongyang Temple, while they take advantage of the situation to fish in troubled waters and fight their way out, like driving the tiger to devour the wolf."

"So what does the master think?"

"First, send someone to keep an eye on Chongyang Temple, and at the same time send someone to appease Huang Jing."

Wei Wuque explained slowly.

People who are almost at the end of their rope are not as easy to appease as imagined. Huang Jing has lost his mind and is being led by the nose by that group of spies. He is just a disaster for Xi Que Pavilion.

As for myself, I am not a good person either, and I have more or less made enemies with him.

Wei Wuque didn't want the situation to get out of control. The eunuch who became the leader lacked decisiveness. But it made sense if he thought about it. If there was no reason to convince the people, would the Magpie Pavilion really go to war with this group of people from the martial arts world?
Chen Yi's breath became heavier and his eyes dropped.

If he is the master of this Magpie Pavilion,
Just kill him first!
(End of this chapter)