Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

() "Lord Qin, the village is ahead."

Fifty black-clothed chazi, each with a fast horse, galloped on the official road, and the leader Chazi pointed to the woods in front of him and said, "There is a small road hidden in the forest, and most people will miss it. Because of this, the village is relatively hidden.”

Why didn't Qin Fei recognize this road? When he was seven years old, he was taken to Bianliang by Qin Li from this small road, and became Qian Gui's adopted son!

"Get off the horse! Silence from now on!" Qin Fei waved his hand and said, "And don't call me Master Qin, just call me Master!"

"Follow your orders!"

The leader, Chazi in black, bowed his hands on the horse, and the news was passed on and was carried out immediately. The whole team immediately fell silent, and even the horses were stripped of their bells.

Led by Qin Fei, a group of people slowly approached the village that Qin Fei was unfamiliar with but familiar from the forest.

The word "Qin" engraved on the stone in front of him was so eye-catching that Qin Fei's heart ached.

Qin Fei couldn't help covering his chest, gasped for breath twice, and ordered: "Scatter and rest, use some dry food with you, light the torches at the third watch, and do it!"

Qin Fei's orders were very concise, and the black-clothed scouts from Group B also executed them neatly. The horses were pulled away far away, and the black-clothed scouts also found some hidden corners to sit down in twos and threes.

For a while, apart from the sound of thin breathing, even the sound of chewing and swallowing dry food was suppressed.

Qin Fei nodded in satisfaction. The people in group B may not be as skilled as group A, but they still did a good job in concealment.

Sighing secretly, Qin Fei also found a tree and sat down.

On the way, he went on and on, not knowing whether it was blown by the wind or for some other reason, Qin Fei felt that his mind was numb, and he almost couldn't function properly.

"My lord, what if some villagers come out at this time?" Cha Zi, the leader, moved to Qin Fei's side and asked.

Qin Fei replied without the slightest hesitation: "You still need to ask. Kill!"

"Yes!" The inspector made arrangements, and immediately several inspectors were in charge of checking the movement in front, and issued a police report if something happened.A few more black-clothed inspectors touched the outer edge of the village to inquire about the terrain.

The leader, Chazi, was free now, and took out a small bamboo tube from his pocket, inside was a paper roll and a thin writing brush, which was half the size of the usual one.

The second half of the bamboo tube can be opened, and there is a piece of ink inside. Na Chazi carefully dripped two drops of the clear water he carried with him into it, dipped the ink with a brush, and wrote on the paper: "On the fourth day of June, arrive at Qinjia Village. "

Qin Fei watched coldly from the side, and shouted in a low voice: "What are you doing! This operation is completely confidential, didn't Tan Goudang tell you!"

Na Chazi replied: "Your Excellency is right, but this record is for Tan Goudang to read. Without it, the villain will not be able to do business when he goes back."

"What a job!" Qin Fei gritted his teeth and said, "No. [-] of Group B, I remember you!"

The No. [-] of group B replied neither humble nor overbearing: "The responsibility is in the body, so please don't blame me."

Qin Fei was so upset that he waved his hand impatiently: "You have to write over there, don't hang out in front of me!"

"The villain will go over there and write far away." A sneer appeared on the mouth of No. [-] of Group B: "The adult is the commander-in-chief of this operation, and the villain obeys orders."

Seeing that sneer, Qin Fei almost went crazy. The sneer seemed to say: "We know everything, we know everything."

Qin Fei looked around in a daze, and all the people who caught his eyes were faint sneers. When the scouts from Group B saw Qin Fei looking over, they all turned their backs.

Even so, that sneer can pass through the back, driving Qin Fei crazy.

"You fellows from Group B, when I become an official, I will kill you one by one!"

Qin Fei thought viciously, and his eyes accidentally fell on the stone at the gate of the village.

"Feng'er, this is the character Qin. You have to remember it firmly."

"Father, you only know one character of Qin. My son already knows a lot of characters. No one in the village can compare with my son. What should I do?"

"Well, tomorrow we will set off for Bianliang, Tokyo. There are people who can teach you there."

The past was so vivid that Qin Fei burst into a cold sweat from behind, wishing he could swing the hammer and rush over to smash this rock to pieces!

Perhaps seeing the madness in Qin Fei's eyes, none of the scouts dared to speak or ask for instructions.

Chazi, who was inquiring, has returned, and No. 50 of Group B has begun to deploy manpower, divide the team of [-] people into four teams, and prepare to seal all the exits of the village.

Qin Fei felt left out, and understood that No. [-] of Group B was obviously sent by Tan Zhen to monitor his work, so he sighed secretly and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

In this sleepy state, a tall and old body appeared in front of Qin Fei, with his back to Qin Fei and never turned around.

"Feng'er, are you back?"

This sentence made Qin Fei startled, he opened his eyes confusedly, and found that No. [-] of Group B was holding a torch in his hand, and was looking at him coldly.

It was already thick darkness all around.

"My lord, it's almost three o'clock." Group B No. [-] said: "No one has entered or left Qin's Village during this time."

"Okay!" Qin Fei rubbed his face and stood up against the big tree, the Yanling knife in his hand was slowly clenched: "Action!"

Qinjia Village is not a city that never sleeps like Bianliang, here is the traditional day out and day in and rest, once the night falls, there are almost no activities, let alone the third watch.

There was a deathly silence in the village.

"There are three entrances and exits in total, and a team of five people will be sent to guard each entrance. As long as it is not one of our own, we will kill them!" Qin Fei ignored the arrangement of No. 12 of Group B, and ordered in a low voice: "The others are divided into three groups, There are [-] people in each group, and the official will personally lead a group, aiming at the house to move forward in turn!"

No. [-] of Group B had no choice but to take orders, and the inspectors quickly separated. Within a few breaths, the three groups entering the village had already lined up, waiting for Qin Fei's final order.

"Remember! Be quick! Be accurate! Be ruthless!" Qin Fei almost gritted his teeth and ordered: "Don't make any noise!"

"start!"

The three groups rushed into the first three rooms. Qin Fei didn't think about anything, and led one of the groups to rush in, aiming at the family on the kang with the Yanling saber in his hand.

Naturally, those black-clothed chazi would not be soft-hearted, and stabbed people who were still dreaming of Duke Zhou with their knives.

Knife is the key!In order not to make a sound, the throat is the most chosen!

With a knife, the throat and trachea were cut open, and there was no other sound except the slight sound of blood splattering.

Old people, young people and even filial piety, no one will be left alive!

This is Tan Zhen's order, and it is also Qin Fei's fate!

One side is the Qin Family Village where I spent several years when I was a child, and the other side is an official position!

Qin Fei made his own choice, and Qin Family Village stood in his way, so of course he had to get rid of it!

Eradicate all!

Qin Fei still hesitated when he started to attack, but when he rushed to the second house, there was no more distracting thoughts in his mind, only one word reverberated.

kill!

The three groups advanced alternately very regularly, and also harvested lives very efficiently.

While killing people, Qin Fei took a cold look at the middle of the village, where the old man lived!

Without Qin Li's head, Qin Fei couldn't do business!

So Qin Fei put this key goal at the end.

The fourth day of June!Killing night!

The sky is not a dark moon and high winds, but a bright moon!

It's just that I don't know if the blood splashed everywhere will make this bright moon turn red!

But Qin Fei's eyes only had blood!Even if you have time to look up at the bright moon, it will be all red!

The three groups of chazi in black were advancing step by step like killing machines, and Qin Fei found that the speed exceeded his estimation.

This means that he will face that Qin Li who has raised him for several years in a shorter time!

At this moment, in the hut in the center of the village, a ball of light appeared in vain!

Qin Fei's footsteps stopped suddenly, and Chazi behind him also stopped.

"My lord, there is light there!" You Chazi reported back in a low voice.

"It's enough for me to be there alone." Qin Fei wiped the blood from Yan Ling's knife on his clothes, turned around and rushed to the hut, and said sharply: "Go ahead!"

Ten people, 15 people, Qin Fei can't remember how many people's blood was stained on the Yanling knife tonight, not only that, Qin Fei, like other black-clothed chazi, his clothes have already been soaked by the splashed blood.

But tonight, this Yanling Saber will cut off another person's head.

Qin Li's head.

Due to his age, Qin Li hadn't slept soundly for several years, and he always had to wake up once or twice at night. Recalling that when he was wandering in the rivers and lakes in the past, he almost slept until dawn when he touched his pillow. I am very yearning.

But tonight is destined to be an unusual night.

Qin Li opened his eyes on the bed, and saw the light from the many torches outside, so eye-catching in the dark!

not good!problem occurs!

Mr. Qin struggled to get out of bed, and the first step was to fumble for the crutch he had placed beside the bed.

But tonight, for some reason, I couldn't find the crutch after I fumbled around.

In desperation, Mr. Qin lit the oil lamp on the table next to him, groped for a long time with the weak light, and finally found the crutch from the ground.

With a sound of "squeak", the door seemed to be pushed open by the wind, and the light from the oil lamp was dimmed.

How could there be a familiar smell in the air?

Mr. Qin suddenly realized that this smell was blood!

Leaning on crutches and turning around, there was a young man at the door with a Yanling knife in his hand, looking at him coldly.

"Qin Li, it's time for your death!"

The words in the young man's mouth made Mr. Qin sweat on his back, his eyebrows stood upright, and he shouted: "Who are you!"

Before it was shot, there was a smell of blood!Not to mention the blood!

Elder Qin looked at the torches outside the window at the same time, secretly counting the number of visitors.Suddenly, a chill couldn't help but surged out, making Mr. Qin's limbs feel cold!

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