Chapter 137 Ruins of ruins
Chapter 137 Ruins of ruins
"what happened?"
Zhou Wang walked to the front of the carriage and reported, "Sir, one of our brothers has fainted. Perhaps he is too tired. He has been traveling all night and the weather is so hot and humid. If it continues like this, even the strongest man will not be able to endure it."
Liu Xuan originally planned to hide during the day and travel at night. He wanted to leave Xi'an Prefecture as soon as possible. After a short rest in the wine house, he gave the order to continue on his journey.
"Okay, let's find a place to rest up front."
"Ok?"
Liu Xuan looked back and saw two more disciples of the Suo Yue Sect falling to the ground. He felt something was wrong and was about to draw his sword.
"puff!"
A cold light flashed, and the dagger pierced into the back and out of the chest, accurately piercing the heart.
The man drew out the broken sword and blood splattered.
Almost at the same time, birds in the forest flapped their wings, and seven black shadows leaped out and killed the disciples of the Suoyue Sect.
"Kill!"
"Kill all those bastards from the Moon Locking Sect!"
.........
"There's an ambush, be careful."
Liu Xuan's eyes became dim, and a bloody hole appeared on his chest. He turned around and looked at the assassin, a familiar face.
"Zhou... Zhou Wang? No, you are not him..."
Su Qiqi resumed her female voice, which was surprisingly charming: "Mr. Liu, Su Qiqi from the Divine Religion sends her greetings to you."
"It's the evil sect again... I really can't accept this..."
Liu Xuan fell on the shaft of the cart, blood gushing out. He looked at the gray-blue sky, and all his ambitions, plans, and patience became a thing of the past. A moment later, the eldest son of the Suoyue Sect was no longer alive.
Before the two sides engaged in battle, more than a dozen people from the Suoyue Sect had fallen. The remaining disciples didn't have time to open the wooden box and take out the fire bombs before they were killed by a black-clad master who suddenly appeared in the woods.
"With this gift, it's time to meet the incense master Zhang."
Su Qiqi cut off Liu Xuan's head, wrapped it in layers of cloth, and put it in a wooden box.
These black-clad masters are the only remaining elite of Guanzhong Yunshuitang, including six flag masters, one incense protector, and Su Qiqi, the only remaining incense master. They have been able to evade the heavy pursuit of the righteous forces, and each of them is not an easy opponent.
"Master Su Xiang, I got the stuff."
The big man in black had a long scar from a knife at the corner of his eye, which spanned most of his face.
He had two pistols hanging around his waist, connected by an iron chain in the middle. He could use them at close range or far away. They were called mother-and-child spears and were a rare and strange weapon.
He is Qin Sihai, originally the incense protector of a branch altar. His teaching position is second only to Su Qiqi among these people.
Su Qiqi looked up and asked curiously, "Is this the Fire Thunder?"
Qin Sihai held an iron ball in his hand. It was pitch black, the size of a goose egg, and had a guide rope on it. It looked ordinary.
He smiled and said, "After planning for so long, it finally succeeded."
On that day, a secret agent of the Sun Moon Divine Cult infiltrated the Qin Palace and spread the news that the Qin King had paid a large sum of money to the Feixing Sect to make this batch of "Fire Thunder Seeds" to be given to the Ning Wang of Jiangnan. Rather than letting the court officials get away with it, it would be better to rob this batch of goods and strengthen the power of the Sun Moon Divine Cult.
Su Qiqi and others had been investigating around Feixingmen for two months and were just about to take action, but they didn't expect that the people from Suoyue Sect would take the first step.
She therefore decided to take advantage of Liu Xuan's strategy and use her to transport the batch of fire bombs so that she could strike right away.
Su Qiqi said: "Try throwing one!"
Qin Sihai took out a fire starter, lit the fuse, and quickly threw the fire bomb into the forest. "Bang!"
As explosions were heard, flames rose, the air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder, and a pine tree the size of a bowl slowly fell down.
Su Qiqi asked: "The power is okay, how many are there?"
Qin Sihai looked at the two carriages and said, "I haven't counted them, but roughly speaking, each wooden box contains at least 800 fire bombs. Master Su Xiang, have you thought it through? Do you really want to send this batch of hidden weapons to Tianyue Mountain?"
Su Qiqi looked at Qin Sihai and asked, "What do you mean?"
Qin Sihai shook his head and looked at the brothers who were finishing off the Suoyue Sect disciples.
Seeing that he was silent, Su Qiqi said, "The Divine Cult is in chaos, with the treacherous minister Yang Lianting in power. It will take time for Hall Master Wu to avenge himself. We originally wanted to follow Miss Yu as our leader and establish our own sect in Guanzhong. After we have conquered a kingdom, we will send people to the Black Wood Cliff to petition the Eastern Cult Master in person and request that we rebuild the Yunshui Hall."
Qin Sihai frowned and said, "What about now? Do you think that Zhang Yu can be trusted? He claimed to be the direct disciple of Wu Tang Master, but he turned around and joined Fenglei Tang. He also fawned on Tong Baixiong, grovelled and sang his praises. I heard that he became the incense master only by offering treasures."
After the Battle of Hengshan, Wu Lianjiang's family was imprisoned, and the disciples who remained in the main hall of Yunshuitang were purged. Seeing that the situation was not good, Su Qiqi and Qin Sihai sneaked back to Pingding City from Guanzhong, and they only had time to rescue Wu Hanyu before Yang Lianting took action.
Su Qiqi sighed, "Miss Yu's illness is getting worse. Not only can she not manage the teaching affairs, but her mind is sometimes clear and sometimes confused. After all, Zhang Yu considers himself to be the direct disciple of Master Wu. Now he has established the foundation of Tianyue Mountain. With a strong army and strong horses, it will be beneficial for both sides to join forces."
Qin Sihai snorted coldly: "Are you afraid that he will be another Yang Lianting-like character?
Su Qiqi shook her head and said, "The situation in Guanzhong is unclear right now. Master Zhang at least dares to openly raise the banner of the Divine Religion. Unlike us, we can only hide from place to place. Although this person is smooth, he should have real talents and knowledge. Besides, Miss Yu's illness also requires a stable environment for cultivation."
Qin Sihai looked at her and asked: "Does Su Xiangzhu trust Zhang Yu so much?"
Su Qiqi thought for a moment and said, "Seeing is believing. We should not make assumptions."
Qin Sihai was silent for a moment, but still nodded. They were able to escape the pursuit of the various factions in Guanzhong and gather together, thanks to the help of the Thousand-Faced Fox.
All the disciples of the Suo Yue Sect had been killed, and their bodies had been dragged into the woods and buried.
They must try their best to cover up their tracks and let Feixingmen continue to hunt down Liu Xuan.
Su Qiqi sat on the shaft of the cart and returned the same way: "Let's go back and pick up Miss Yu."
Five days later, three horse-drawn carriages drove to Nan'an County from the direction of Xi'an Prefecture.
The charred wood floating in the river floats downstream, including some precious wood, valuable tables, chairs and property. People set up nets to intercept them downstream. Yesterday, a fisherman fished out a half-burned sandalwood chair from the river and exchanged it for more than ten taels of silver. Today, more people come.
Outside Nan'an City, only ruins remain of the prosperous manor.
Except for the surrendered disciples, all the disciples including the leader Fang Mengxiong were killed in the battle, and the fire burned all night.
The Feixing Sect, which had been entrenched in Nan'an County for many years, was reduced to ashes.
Su Qiqi lifted the car curtain and chuckled, "If I had known this, I wouldn't have had to work so hard to pretend."
The girl asked, "Sister Qiqi, where are we going?"
Su Qiqi said: "Tianyue Mountain."
"Go find your grandfather's direct disciple."
The girl lowered her head and carved on the wooden box with a dagger. She seemed to have completely forgotten what she had asked.
Su Qiqi sighed: "Don't worry, Xiaoyu, I will definitely invite the best doctor in the world to cure your illness."
The girl said excitedly: "Sister Qiqi, look."
Su Qiqi looked at the wooden box, on which was carved a smiling face.
(End of this chapter)