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Chapter 52 Throwing Bones

The night wind howled, blowing the clouds up and down like waves, and a bright moon was sometimes hidden and sometimes revealed in the dark clouds.

Under the veil of night, the streets were empty and deserted, with few people around except for the occasional patrolling yamen runners.

The rebel army surrounded the city, and the people in the city all closed their doors. The family hid in the room and trembled, fearing that they would make any noise and be arrested as spies.

Even the Nuanxiang Tower, which was always crowded, was now extremely deserted.

In sharp contrast, from the direction of the Zhang and Du families in the east and west of the city, there was a huge sound like a tide spreading in all directions.

Zhong Lin walked out of the room, jumped up, and used the wall to gain leverage twice, then easily jumped onto the roof. Looking up, he saw two huge flames in the night that should have been dark, and the location of the flames was exactly the location of the two major families, the Zhang family and the Du family.

"Has it started yet?"

Not only the locations of the two major families, but also the city gate was filled with flames rising into the sky, and the shouts of killing were deafening. The guards in the city could be vaguely seen moving around in the city, like sparks scattered into the clouds.

The shouts and the beating of drums... shook the earth.

Old Man Xu also hurried out of the house, and asked in fear at the fire in the distance: "Zhong Lin, what's wrong? What happened?"

"The rebel army is attacking the city."

Zhong Lin jumped down from the roof and said to Old Man Xu with a serious expression, "Wake up Shitou and the others, and everyone go down to the cellar."

Old Man Xu did not dare to delay. Having lived to such an old age, he knew the horror of war better than anyone else. He suppressed his inner fear and returned to the house.

Old Madam Xu had also woken up. When she heard the shouting outside, she felt something and her face was full of panic.

"Old man..."

"Quick, take Xiu'er and Little Stone down to the cellar."

The two men quickly woke up the two little guys, lifted the straw mat in the corner, and a dark hole was opened.

Old Madam Xu went down first holding an oil lamp, followed closely by Little Stone and Xiu Ge'er, and Old Man Xu was the last to go in.

At this time, Zhong Lin also moved the huge rock in the yard.

"Zhong Lin, you...be careful."

Xu Lewu looked at Zhong Lin with a complicated expression.

Zhong Lin smiled and said, "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

After Old Man Xu went down to the cellar, Zhong Lin first sealed the entrance with wooden boards, and then covered the entrance with huge rocks.

This huge rock weighs about a thousand pounds. Only a person with natural supernatural powers or a warrior of the seventh rank or above can push it away. It is extremely safe for a short period of time.

After finishing his work, Zhong Lin changed into his night clothes, equipped himself with lime powder, caltrops, and a dagger, then turned into a black shadow and quickly disappeared into the street.

Go straight to where the Du family is.

At this time, the Du family was already in chaos, with sounds of assassinations, begging for mercy, and the sound of swords clashing filling the air.

A strong smell of blood emanated from them, and some houses were on fire, lighting up the dark night sky bright red.

The scattered pavilions, towers, corridors and courtyards had already turned into ruins.

Under the flames, a group of nearly fifty people shuttled through the Du family, killing and setting fire. The whole place was in chaos.

Zhong Lin hid under a roof, looking down at the chaotic scene in front of him, his sharp eyes examining every blade of grass and tree on the battlefield.

boom!
There was a loud bang, and two figures appeared in the central lobby of the Du family, breaking through the roof and rushing out like cannonballs, splashing a lot of tiles, stones and soil.

"This is……"

Zhong Lin watched from afar and saw with his own eyes the aftermath of the fight between the two men. From a distance of two or three feet, he blew up the eaves of a roof with his bare hands.

"Amazing! Is this the Qi and Blood power that only a sixth-grade martial artist can possess? It's truly powerful."

Zhong Lin's face was filled with solemnity, his eyes fixed on the two people on the battlefield.

Even from a distance, one could feel the terrifying aura of the two men, the powerful force in their every move, and most importantly, the energy and blood that only the third-grade masters could possess.

"That gray-haired old man must be Du Lun, the old man of the Du family. As for the middle-aged man, if nothing unexpected happens, he must be a member of the rebel army. There are also masters among the rebel army! Isn't it said that the third-grade Qi and blood cultivation methods are monopolized by the aristocratic families? How come there is such a strong person among the rebel army?"

Zhong Lin was full of doubts.

Just as Zhong Lin was thinking, two figures were chasing and fighting between the eaves. Under the bright moonlight, their speed left a trail of afterimages, and wherever they passed, bricks, tiles, mud and stones flew and rolled like iron.

Suddenly, Du Lun, the old man of the Du family, smashed the black dragon-headed cane in his hand in the air. The middle-aged man hurriedly raised his knife to defend himself. Under this huge force, he flew backwards and stopped in front of him after stepping on dozens of floors.

"The old man of the Du family is indeed still strong and vigorous in his old age! I admire him so much."

The middle-aged man shook his numb left arm and expressed his admiration.

"Humph! I never thought there would be a hero like you among the chaotic army. A warrior who can cultivate to the sixth rank is definitely not an unknown person. Who are you?"

"My name is Xu Ruo, nice to meet the old man of the Du family."

Xu Ruo bowed to the old man of the Du family, but there was no respect on his face.

"It's him. I didn't expect him to join the rebel army."

Zhong Lin raised his eyebrows and recognized the man's identity.

There was a warrant for his arrest in the yamen. The man was named Xu Ruo, known as the "Iron-Armed Sword King". His swordsmanship was said to be unstoppable in the Qingzhou area. Later, he was wanted for killing a son of a noble family. He was thought to have disappeared, but unexpectedly he joined the rebel army.

"So it's you, traitor! You deserve to be killed! You dared to attack my Du family at night? Then don't leave! Stay here forever!"

Du Lun, the old man of the Du family, obviously recognized Xu Ruo's identity and made a domineering declaration.

"Really? That person told me the same thing last time. Later, I broke all the bones in his body one by one. Old Master Du, the rebel army has surrounded the city. As long as I can delay until General Guo breaks into the city, then it will be your Du family that will die. I want to see your Du family destroyed with my own eyes and watch the so-called children of aristocratic families wail in pain." Xu Ruo said in a cold voice.

"What a joke! You've only just entered the sixth rank, how can you be my opponent? Do you really think that the Du family can achieve their wish by disrupting my command when the chaotic army is attacking the city? How can you imagine the depth of the family's heritage? The people you lead are almost all dead, and it will be your turn next." Du Lun, the grandfather of the Du family, sneered.

Du Lun glanced down at the entire Du family compound. Although they were caught off guard at the beginning and the whole family was in panic, they have now begun to organize an effective defense, and the infiltrating rebel troops have begun to be surrounded and killed. It won't be long before these rebel troops will be wiped out.

"Really?" Xu Ruo laughed. "I wonder if you've ever lost a bone?"

"Ok?"

(End of this chapter)