Chapter 257 Massacre

Chapter 257 Massacre

Chapter 257 Massacre

Ten days later, the caravan gradually arrived in Luoyang, which was still fifty miles away from the city. The journey was smooth, and they did not encounter any robbery by the Mahayana sect members. Perhaps it was because they were numerous and had a great influence. Once they were robbed, it might attract the attention of the court. However, this was just Xiao Xia's idea.

In fact, the Mahayana bandits were not so conscious. They did not care whether it would attract the attention of the imperial court. The reason they did not come to rob was because the camel caravan had not yet reached their territory.

Two miles ahead was the boundary marker between Luoyang and Xin'an County. The caravan gradually became nervous. This area was the border between the two counties, with many hills and complex terrain. Several robberies had occurred in this area.

At this time, the leading Sogdian merchants made a decision that everyone should rest where they were, shorten the team as much as possible, gather together for the night, and leave after dawn the next day.

It was getting late now, and the last fifty miles would be at night. The Maitreya bandits were used to attacking at night, and the team was too long, making it too easy for them to intercept and rob.

This decision was undoubtedly wise. Thousands of camels retreated back to Xinping County and formed a circle. The Sogdian merchants hid in the middle, and the warriors from the seven martial arts schools were distributed around the periphery. Now was their time to contribute.

Xiao Xia's martial arts school and Baofeng martial arts school are responsible for the southwest corner, which is the focus of bandits' attacks. The warriors from other martial arts schools are all keeping an eye on the woods to the south, as the white-clothed thieves always come from the south.

There was a forest in front of them, and after walking a hundred steps past the forest was the Gu Shui. It was said that the white-clothed bandits came here by crossing the Gu Shui by boat.

"Sir, what do you think that is?"

Li Luming suddenly pointed deep into the woods and whispered, his voice a little frightened.

Xiao Xia also saw it. Several white figures, at least two meters tall, appeared in the woods. They were as tall as the trees and had extremely long limbs. They were floating towards this side step by step, looking extremely strange and terrifying.

At Baofeng Martial Arts School, many warriors screamed in fear. Xiao Xia sneered, "He's just standing on stilts to scare people!"

He drew his bow and shot an arrow. There was a scream and a white shadow bent and fell to the ground. Xiao Xia shot five arrows in a row and all the five long ghosts in white clothes who walked out of the trees were shot down. The pole underneath was exposed, and it was indeed a group of people standing on stilts.

Xiao Xia saw hundreds of people in white appearing in the woods, shrouded in fog. They looked eerie and creepy, just like ghosts. But in Xiao Xia's opinion, they were just a mob who knew a little bit of martial arts, and were far inferior to the third-level warriors of the Jiangdu Chen family.

Xiao Xia's heart suddenly became murderous. He put on the bronze mask and said to Sun Lei and Li Luming, "You stay here to guard. I will go and kill them. If I don't come back, meet at the Ping'an Inn in Jiaoyefang, next to the upper east gate of Luoyang. Hold my horse!"

After he put on the bronze mask, his appearance immediately became extremely hideous. At night, he was even more terrifying than the man in white, like a complete evil ghost. Although they knew that the person in front of them was their master, Sun Lei and Li Luming still felt creepy.

Xiao Xia's figure suddenly disappeared in the dark night. Sun Lei and Li Luming looked at each other in shock. They were both eighth-grade martial artists, and their true internal strength had reached sixth-grade, but they could not find any trace of their lord. Could this be the legendary ninth-grade ghost?

Like an afterimage, Xiao Xia suddenly appeared behind a big tree in the woods with a long-handled straight knife in his hand. On his right were hundreds of Mahayana believers, each of them dressed in white, holding a long sword, and using gourds to release smoke, and they were approaching the camel caravan a hundred steps away little by little.

Just now, Xiao Xia shot and killed five tall ghosts, which made them all very alert.

At this moment, Xiao Xia shouted loudly and rushed into the crowd in a flash. In an instant, five white-robed cultists were cut in half, blood spurted out, and internal organs rolled out. However, cutting people in half was a bit difficult, so he changed his tactics and shuttled through the crowd like a ghost. His long-handled straight knife was shining with cold light and flying up and down at a speed that was dazzling.

Xiao Xia only chopped once for each believer, cutting their throats with one blow. It was quick, effortless, clean and neat, and there were no screams. The believers had no time to react and were killed by Xiao Xia with one blow.

In the distance, the warriors saw the men in white falling to the ground one after another, just like chopping melons and vegetables. They didn't see any people at all. They only saw flashing cold light appearing in the east and west. The men in white also fell down and disappeared. It was extremely weird.

In just a moment, only less than two hundred of the four hundred men in white were left. The rest were terrified and almost peed their pants. Many of them saw a ghost face, but it disappeared in a flash.

"It's a ghost that's taking my life!"

Someone shouted, and the remaining men in white turned around and ran, but it was no use. They fell down while running, blood spurting out. Now Xiao Xia slashed at the back of their necks, directly severing two major arteries.

Xiao Xia killed people like crazy and chased them all the way to the river. Only thirty people were left out of the four hundred. He shouted and jumped onto the boat, rowing hard to escape to the other side.

Xiao Xia refused to let them go. He took out his bow and arrows, and shot all the arrows in his quiver in one breath. Under the moonlight, the river was full of corpses in white clothes. Several boats were empty, with no one on them. He killed all 400 white-clothed believers.

Xiao Xia did not return to the team and simply disappeared.

A hundred warriors walked into the woods trembling with fear, only to see the corpses of people in white scattered all over the ground, from the trees to the river. Not a single one of the four hundred people was left alive, as all were killed with a single blow, cleanly and neatly.

A chill ran down everyone's spine, and everyone felt cold all over. What kind of martial arts was this? It was so terrifying.

Chen Baofeng murmured, "The Death Chaser is only this good!"

From then on, there was a legend about the Death-Chasing Yama in Chang'an. Although no one knew who he was, his story of killing four hundred thieves alone was widely circulated in Chang'an.

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This was not the first time Xiao Xia came to Luoyang. The year before last, when he came to Chang'an from Jiangdu, he passed by Luoyang and stayed in Luoyang for a day, staying at the Ping'an Inn in Jiaoyefang next to the Shangdong Gate.

Xiao Xia arrived at the inn in the middle of the night and asked the innkeeper to bring him two large buckets of well water so that he could quickly wash off the blood on his body.

A waiter whispered to the shopkeeper in horror: "How come that man is covered in blood, his hair is covered in blood, and even his clothes are soaked in blood? The bloody smell is so terrible!"

"Shh! Stop talking!"

The shopkeeper looked back at the water room and whispered, "I'm afraid this man just killed someone. Wait until he falls asleep before reporting to the police!"

"Boss, come here!" Xiao Xia shouted in the bathroom.

The shopkeeper went up quickly and asked, "What do you want, sir?"

"I remember you seem to sell clothes in your store!"

"I used to sell clothes, and the clothing merchant used them to pay for the rent. I still have a few large sizes that no one wants. Master Pei might be suitable!"

Xiao Xia threw out a small ingot of silver and said, "Give me a set of underwear and a blue shirt, and buy me a gauze hat. If it's not enough, I'll give you more!"

The shopkeeper picked up the silver, which weighed two taels, and said repeatedly, "That's enough! That's enough!"

He ran to get clothes, underwear and a hat and handed them to Xiao Xia. Xiao Xia put on the new clothes and went upstairs to sleep.

The shopkeeper and his clerk stared at the blood-soaked samurai uniform in the corner.

This is the evidence for them to report to the police!

At five o'clock in the morning, a special sense of alertness made Xiao Xia suddenly wake up from his deep sleep. He instantly entered the barrier-breaking state and heard very light footsteps outside. There were about a dozen people who stopped outside his door.

Xiao Xia drew out his sword, touched the mask, jumped lightly, and rolled to the corner of the wall.

The door was kicked open, and suddenly a dozen constables in red-edged white clothes rushed in, throwing two large nets onto the bed.

"Are you county officials?" Xiao Xia frowned in the corner. He suddenly found that more than a dozen people opposite him were wearing the official uniforms of the county police.

A dozen detectives turned around together, and saw a fierce ghost with a green face and fangs standing against the wall in front of them, which scared them so much that they screamed in fear.

(End of this chapter)