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Chapter 278 Song Yingtian, Old Stories of Fajiu Mountain

Song Yingtian?
That man who was once the leader of the 108 villains of Fajiu Mountain, and is now the Grand Commandant of the Great Yu and the Duke of Ying?

Liu Sheng paused, and he and Du Bingyan both looked at the mysterious swordsman.

Meanwhile, Dugu Ba clashed with the Black Wind King, coughing up blood and staggering back several steps. His usually cold and hard face showed shock.

Black Wind King didn't pursue them either, and tacitly stopped, looking this way.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

Song Yingtian, the Grand Commandant of Song, was already famous throughout the world and known to all.

However, this swordsman was dressed in a black robe and wore a bamboo hat, concealing his true appearance. Was he really Song Yingtian?

Xie Bao, who knows the truth...

Now only his head remains, held in Wu Song's hand.

"Oh!"

The next moment, flames surged from Wu Song's palm as he chanted incantations.

Xie Bao's head shrank rapidly in the flames, shedding its flesh and blood, until it became the size of a bead, as white as jade.

With a "smack," Wu Song pressed it into the string of white bone prayer beads on his chest.

"Da da da~"

For a moment, the prayer beads collided with each other, making a soft sound; each bead was round and shiny.

original……

Each bead of this bone rosary is made from a human skull!

"hiss!"

Liu Sheng froze, gasped, and felt a chill run down his spine.

He had previously thought that the string of Buddhist beads on his master's chest was quite peculiar.

Previously, during the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation, I overheard him mentioning something when he was confronting Xie Bao: that Xie Bao's elder brother's head had also been refined into Buddhist beads.

He didn't pay much attention at the time.

Only at this moment, after witnessing the previous scene with my own eyes, did the phrase "human skull as pearl" become truly tangible.

"My master is indeed no good person."

He sniffed, his eyes flashing with a strange light, the figure of the mysterious swordsman reflected in his pupils.

Under the "Sparrow Form" talent, every detail is magnified, and beneath the fine pores of the cloak is a deathly gray face!

He had a blue birthmark on his face, a few red hairs showing on his cheeks, and his eyes were lifeless, devoid of any light.

It looks like a dead body!
And,
No breathing.

"Not saying anything? Is it because you haven't thought of what to say, or do you think I'm bluffing you and are afraid of giving yourself away if you open your mouth?"

Wu Song chuckled softly, gently stroking the white bone prayer beads on his chest. A trace of grief and indignation flashed in his eyes as he said quietly:
"Brother Yang was determined to bring glory to his ancestors and restore their honor back then. He followed you back to the capital, but in the end, he was wrong to trust you, you dog, and ended up like this."

Neither human nor ghost, even your corpse will be desecrated after death!

After being expelled from his sect and returning to his hometown, he killed the adulterous woman who had killed his elder brother, which led to him wandering the martial world and eventually becoming an outlaw at Sanjiao Mountain.

He drank heartily and ate large chunks of meat with Lu Zhisheng, Yang Zhi, and Sun Youniang, enjoying himself immensely.

Now things have changed, the deceased are gone, but their bodies have been turned into puppet corpses, unable to find peace.

It is really……

欺！
people!
too!
甚！
His eyes were bloodshot, his internal energy surged, and a radiant glow filled the air. Behind him, five phantom images of tiger demons vaguely appeared.

"Brother Wu...you have too much prejudice against me."

At this moment, the mysterious swordsman (Yang Zhi's corpse) slowly raised his head, and the bamboo hat on his head suddenly shattered, revealing his deathly gray face.

His lips were tightly closed, but strange sounds emanated from his body:

"Prejudice in people's hearts is like a mountain; no matter how hard you try, you can't move it."

The voice was clear, pleasant, and magnetic, as if possessing a magical power, like a gentle spring breeze. Even if you've never met the person, it can still evoke a sense of goodwill. It inexplicably conjures up the image of a well-read, refined, and gentle elder.

What kind of strange technique is this?
A glint of silver light flashed in Liu Sheng's heart, his eyes clear, and he exclaimed inwardly, "Impressive!"

No wonder he's the kind of guy that even his usually rough and unrestrained master is wary of.

Even more terrifying is that he used some strange technique to use Yang Zhi's corpse as a vessel, incorporating a wisp of divine thought to control it from tens of thousands of miles away!
You should know that there are detection restrictions at the entrance to the Qingyuan Cave ruins!
It can render all manipulation, bewitching, and concealment techniques ineffective.

When Liu Sheng entered earlier, he was forced to reveal his true form.

But this person somehow managed to bypass the ruins' detection restrictions and swagger in.

Just this level of prestige alone far surpasses that of Xie Bao, Fire Crow Taoist, and Dugu Ba.

"Misunderstanding? Hahahaha..."

Wu Song laughed in extreme anger, his voice filled with boundless resentment that shook the entire hall, causing the light and shadows to flicker.

He glanced at Yang Zhi's corpse, his chest rumbling and glowing, while the tiger demon phantom behind him grew even more ferocious:

"Back when you were an official in Hun County, you were lustful and a harlot caught you red-handed. After you killed her, you were wanted by the imperial court, which brought disaster upon your family."

If it weren't for Brother Chao, who heard the news and led his men down the mountain to kill the officials and protect your life and your family, you would either have confessed and been executed or died in prison.

But you harbor resentment, blaming your brother Chao for cutting off your path to officialdom. After going up the mountain, you formed cliques and won people's hearts!

Let me ask you, back in the battle of Sengtou City, Brother Chao was shot in the back with a poisoned arrow and died on the spot.

That arrow that drew blood and killed instantly...who was responsible?

Chao Gai, known in the martial arts world as "Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King".

Long before the 108 villains of Fajiu Mountain gathered in righteousness, they had already led their followers to establish a stronghold on the mountain.

He was a man of exceptional martial arts skills, a man of great righteousness, and a man who loved to befriend heroes from all over the world.

Many of the 108 villains who later gathered on the mountain had received his favors and came for him.

Everything was peaceful in the mountain stronghold until Song Yingtian joined the gang, after which things changed.

Song Yingtian had been involved in officialdom for over a decade. He was shrewd, eloquent, and had recruited many heroes to join his gang.

Over time, he gathered a large following around him, which led to conflicts with the elders of Chao Gai's stronghold. The conflict escalated, and if it weren't for the intervention of Chao and Song, a full-blown war would have broken out.

Thus came the "Monk's Head City" agreement: whoever conquered the area first would become the master of the mountain stronghold.

Song Yingtian politely declined, citing the principle of "first come, first served," and allowed Chao Gai to lead his men to attack first.

Unexpectedly, when Chao Gai led his troops into battle, he was hit by a poisoned arrow in the back, which would kill him instantly upon drawing blood.

A great man of his generation perished on the spot.

Song Yingtian then naturally took over the stronghold and managed it well. Later, he even created the name "One Hundred and Eight Fiends of Fajiu Mountain", which shocked the world.

Back then, Wu Song and Chao Gai were kindred spirits and close friends, and Wu Song received much guidance from Chao Gai in his martial arts skills.

After Chao Gai's death, he investigated extensively but found no clues or evidence, so he had to give up.

Later, when he returned victorious from the southern campaign against the White Lotus, he accidentally discovered a secret...

From then on, he became a wanted criminal by the imperial court and spent decades on the run.

Song Yingtian, on the other hand, rose through the ranks by stepping on the blood and bones of his many brothers, eventually becoming a high-ranking official.

“Ah… I knew it, Brother Wu, that you’ve always resented me because of what happened back then.”

Yang Zhi's corpse slowly turned its head, its cold eyes fixed on Wu Song:

"If I hadn't taken over the stronghold under pressure back then, and the morale had collapsed, how could you brothers have enjoyed such wealth and honor today, and even receive such posthumous glory?"

He sighed softly, and then said:

"The position of General of the Cavalry has been vacant for more than twenty years, and it has been reserved for you all this time."

As your brother, I have never forgotten you.

"Pooh!"

(End of this chapter)