Shu Blossoms

Chapter 678 The Man of Vengeance
Zhao Mingzhi and Zhao Bei looked at the Zhuang Mansion opposite from a distance. Zhao Bei asked with some confusion: "Master, you know Junior Sister's temperament. She can't stay here, so it's better to keep her by your side for safety."

"You don't know, not everyone can have this black iron? Even kings, not all kings can have a black iron army
, even today’s Emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty and Northern Wei Dynasty couldn’t get it! "Zhao Mingzhi said in a low voice.

Zhao Bei was shocked and said: "The emperor doesn't even exist, so who do these black iron troops belong to? They can't be from Jiujiang?"

"The Han family has only been prosperous for more than ten years. Unless there is a big opportunity, it is unlikely!" Zhao Mingzhi thinks it is unlikely.

"If it's not the Han family, who else could it be?" Zhao Bei looked at the closed door of the Zhuang Mansion and frowned.

"According to legend, Xia Houyi, the founding emperor of the previous dynasty, once obtained some black iron. Although he has never seen the world, my master said before his death that this matter is likely to be true." Zhao Mingzhi explained.

"But how many years have passed since the previous dynasty was destroyed? If there was such a treasure, how could the previous dynasty end up like that?" Zhao Bei didn't believe it.

"If a country loses its foundation and loses the support of its people, no matter how powerful the weapons are, it will be in vain!" Zhao Mingzhi didn't know what he thought of, but his expression was stern when he talked about the previous dynasty. Zhao Bei was looking solemnly at the Zhuang Mansion opposite, without noticing. I noticed the master's anomaly.

"Master, when will we go in?"

There are many guards around the Zhuang Mansion. It can be seen that they are very vigilant and it will take a lot of effort to get in.

The most troublesome thing is that after entering the village, the guards will definitely be stricter. How can they escape the numerous guards and see the village members outside.

"Wait!" Zhao Mingzhi's answer was just one word.

They couldn't stay in the same place for a long time in the clear sky and daylight, so they had to change hiding places after a while. It took more than an hour before they found the opportunity.

The door of the Zhuang Mansion was opened at this time, and a group of black-armored soldiers walked out. The leader had a cloak covering his face. When Zhao Bei saw it from a distance, he snorted in his heart, "The rats who hide their heads and tails don't dare to show their true faces!"

"It seems that this person's identity must be extraordinary!" Zhao Mingzhi whispered, and then pulled Zhao Bei to hide deeper, until they could no longer see their traces, and then revealed his figure, "Let's go into the Zhuang Mansion!"

After the two entered the Zhuang Mansion, they discovered that the guards in the manor were not as tight as they expected, but rather empty.

The two of them observed carefully for a long time before heading towards the study room outside the banker's house. They did not see any guards along the way, not even the original servants in the mansion.

Zhao Mingzhi's heart skipped a beat. He quickly opened the study door and relaxed when he saw the banker sitting upright.

"Who are you from?" When the banker saw the person coming from outside, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he lost interest for just a moment, "It doesn't matter who you are, it's already too late!"

"What do you mean?" Zhao Bei asked in a cold voice. The dealer ignored him and only lowered his head and concentrated on wiping the long knife in front of him.

Zhao Bei could only turn his head to look at the master. Zhao Mingzhi slowly sat down opposite the banker and asked in a deep voice: "Tell me, what happened?!"

The village member took a deep breath, looked up at the dark night outside the door and fell into memories, "In the year of the Northern Campaign against Dayan, I was just a small captain of ten men under General Han. I was ambushed by the enemy while marching and was killed. I was trapped in the valley for three days and three nights. I was seriously injured and had not had rice or water for a long time. When I was dying, General Han gave me his last bite of food, and also gave some of his last herbs to us soldiers. , so General Han has given me another favor and a life-saving favor. Now I have to agree to the request of his successor. "

"Even if it means destroying Nanxun Town, destroying hundreds of people in your banker's family, and letting the family's descendants be reviled by the world for generations to come, are you willing to do so?" Zhao Mingzhi saw the uneasiness in his heart and scolded him.The banker shook his head in denial, "Don't be alarmist. He just wanted to find out the truth about the murder of General Han and seek justice for the general. This is also the wish of many Han family soldiers. No other banker was involved in this matter, and they also promised not to harm him. People, when things get done here, they will leave!"

"It's a waste that you have lived for decades and still believe such stupid words!" Zhao Mingzhi, "Do you know the origins of those black-armored soldiers in your house?"

The banker's face looked confused, "They are wearing black armor, aren't they the personal guards of Jiujiang City?"

"The Han family army has 500 personal guards. Did you hear that they were equipped with black iron weapons? They are either wearing black armor or black armor troops. The Han family does not have the ability to have a black iron army!" Zhao Mingzhi interrupted completely. He realized the luck and escape in his heart.

"Then who are they?" Zhuang Yuanwai finally put down the long knife in his hand and exclaimed.

"Only the founding emperor of the previous dynasty was lucky enough to obtain some black iron from outside the territory. Although these black iron have never appeared in the world, they have always been in the hands of the previous royal family. If I guess correctly, the leader of the black iron army is named Xiahou, and his family name is Xiahou. People set foot on this land again for revenge!"

"Send the people of Nanxun into the mouth of that hungry wolf full of hatred. What do you think he will do?"

Zhao Mingzhi spit each word into his face, and the banker's face turned pale little by little.

"What is his purpose? What will he do next?" Zhao Mingzhi asked directly when he saw that the situation was almost the same.

The village member fell into silence. Zhao Mingzhi did not urge him. He just looked at the corner of the village house outside and said softly: "Even if the village member doesn't think about himself, he should think about the younger generations. After all, they still have to take root and grow up here!"

Zhuang Yuanwai thought of his newly born grandson, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart. His lips trembled, "They seem to have gone to some inn. They said that a big shot came to the town two days ago. If you catch this big shot, he will be of great use in the future!" It seems to be the largest inn in town.”

Yuelai Inn!

After the village member finished speaking, the expressions of Zhao Mingzhi's master and his apprentice suddenly changed. Zhao Bei glanced at the master who stood up suddenly, and the two of them ran outside in unison.

They used all their strength to run towards the post house where they were temporarily staying. At this time, the outside of Yuelai Post House was already surrounded by black armored troops.

The bows and arrows in everyone's hands were aimed at the closed door of the post house. It seemed that as soon as the door was opened, the arrows in their hands would fly away and shoot the people who came out into a sieve.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a creak from the door of the post house. The man hiding in the cloak finally raised his head and looked at the door of the post house. As the wooden door slowly opened, there was no one behind it.

The eyes in the cloak flashed sharply, and the black-armored soldier beside him asked softly, "General, let us go!"

Just as the man in the cloak was about to raise his hand in agreement, a figure slowly appeared behind the door of the inn opposite. This man was petite, with black silk hair, dark eyebrows, and was wearing black clothes. He looked like a handsome young man. Lang.

The man under the cloak said frivolously, "Long time no see!"

(End of this chapter)