They all want to kill me

Chapter 242
Ling Zhouqing is not in a pretty mood at the moment.

Originally, Taiping Academy didn't pay much attention to this matter, and he reluctantly agreed to let him investigate after forcing him to come.

"The group of insects who are single-minded about how to fight for power."

Have they forgotten what the responsibility of Taiping Academy is?

He has been following this Jiang Xiaoshu for a long time. Although he doesn't know the forces behind him, Ling Zhouqing can be sure that the lists that stir up the turmoil in the rivers and lakes are made by the forces behind these storytellers.

And that person.
That youth in green shirt.

He looked clearly a few years younger than himself, but his strength was unfathomable.

I am called a genius, a peerless arrogance, but what is it compared with him?

But now is not the time to think about those things.

Ling Zhouqing was fighting with the old man Jiang, and he could feel that the old man also wanted to stay away from the young man in green.

It seems that the two of them really don't know each other.

But at the moment when Ling Zhouqing was separated, the old man threw a handful of dust and made him subconsciously close his eyes and be careful.

As a result, the old man surnamed Jiang didn't take the opportunity to sneak attack, but fled away.

Obviously, if the fight continues, the old man will not be his opponent.

"Hmph, want to run away?"

The storyteller old man Jiang was clearly in a panic, and even forgot to clear the traces when he fled.

Ling Zhouqing chased after him without any effort.

After chasing him for less than half an hour, the old man still disappeared, but the traces left on the ground did not disappear, which showed that he was not lost.

"Ok?"

But he still stopped because there was a Yizhuang in front of him.

This Yizhuang is not a family property like "Fan's Yizhuang" for the clan to live in, but a Yizhuang for storing corpses.

Walking around the rivers and lakes, sometimes when it is too late to reach the towns and villages, I will find a ruined temple or a yizhuang to rest for a while, which can be regarded as a temporary shelter from the wind and rain.

The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes are not so particular, and there is no taboo to rest in Yizhuang.

At this time, Jiang Xiaoshu's footprints disappeared in the Yizhuang.

Ling Zhouqing knew that the old man hid in this Yizhuang.

But he didn't rush in, but walked around Yizhuang.

"Two horses, there is someone else here. Is it someone sent by the forces behind Jiang Xiaoshu to support him?"

patter—

The night sky suddenly began to drizzle.

"It's raining?"

Ling Zhouqing stretched out her hand to catch the coolness in her palm, and then made a decision in her heart.

He pushed open the door of Yizhuang's room and looked in.

Candles were burning on the altar in the house, and in front of the candles were some shriveled and rotten melons and fruits.

A circle of coffins was placed neatly against the wall. Ling Zhouqing roughly counted them, and there were nine coffins in total.

And in the open space in the center of the room sat four people.

Among them were a man and a woman, two quacks in their thirties, and the woman was holding a little girl in her arms.

It seemed that there was a family of three huddled near the corner, and the two adults, a man and a woman, looked at Ling Zhouqing with some vigilance.

And the man with the rough square face still glanced at Jiang Xiaoshu, who was sitting by the altar and drinking, from time to time. The man's eyes were also wary.

Ling Zhouqing knew well that the three members of this family did not seem to be accomplices with Jiang Xiaoshu.

It should even be that they rushed to this Yizhuang first to plan to spend the night, and Jiang Xiaoshu was the uninvited guest later.

And now there is one more uninvited guest.

"Xu Negative from the Lishan faction, this is Zhuo Jing Sun Yan and my daughter. The three of us stayed here because it was getting late. Dare I ask your master's name?"

While talking, Xu Negative protected his wife and daughter behind his back, and looked back and forth between Ling Zhouqing and Jiang Xiaoshu's faces with vigilance.

Seeing that Ling Zhouqing was dressed as a scholar, that's why he called him "Young Master".

And he was also probing, probing whether these two people knew each other, and probing what their goals were.

By the way, I also reported my family background and hoped that the other party would not make trouble.

"It turns out to be a student of the Lishan School." Ling Zhouqing cupped her fists and saluted, "Xiaosheng Taiping Academy, Ling Zhouqing, met Xu Daxia and Mrs. Xu."

As soon as he said this, the tense nerves of Xu Negative and his wife instantly relaxed a little.

They still know the great name of Taiping Academy.

But they didn't completely let go of their guard, that kind of fool would have died a long time ago.

"Where does Mr. Lingzhou want to go?" Xu negative continued to probe.

"Xiaosheng can't be called a gentleman." Ling Zhouqing said politely first, then looked at Jiang Xiaoshu, "Xiaosheng came here for this person, and has nothing to do with the Xian couple. Please rest assured."

Only then did Xu Negative and his wife heave a sigh of relief, "The foolish couple have no intention of meddling, young hero Lingzhou please do as you please."

Jiang Xiaoshu, who was sitting by the altar, took a sip of wine and said with a helpless smile: "It turns out that it is the 'Iron Sword Student' Ling Zhouqing who is ranked fourth on the Fengyun list. I have not offended you, and I am just a storyteller. , why are you so aggressive?"

Ling Zhouqing said coldly: "Storyteller? Why is the storyteller so powerful? Why did he run away after seeing Xiaosheng? Back then Xiaosheng never hurt you."

To put it bluntly, if there is no ghost in your heart, why are you running?
Besides, he thought to himself that he had never seen this old man before, but the other party seemed to know him.

This further confirmed his guess—this Jiang Xiaoshu, no, it should be said that behind these storytellers who spread the news everywhere are the forces that made those lists.

Ling Zhouqing drew her sword in her hand, pointed at Jiang Xiaoshu obliquely, "Please explain clearly, old man."

"What's the explanation for this? The heroes of the Jianghu like it, so the old man said, it's just a hard-earned money. Could it be that Taiping Academy also cares about this? I'm afraid it's a bit domineering."

"Boring sophistry." Ling Zhouqing frowned, "The old gentleman should understand what Xiaosheng's answer is."

"The answer. Heh." Jiang Xiaoshu sneered, but just unscrewed the wine gourd and drank without saying a word.

Ling Zhouqing took a step forward, "If the old gentleman doesn't cooperate anymore, then don't blame Xiaosheng for being rude."

"Okay, okay, don't you just want to know the answer, it's very simple."

Seeing Jiang Xiaoshu's intention to be soft, Ling Zhouqing asked: "So what is the reason?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaoshu sneered and said, "I do it because I want to. There are so many reasons."

Ling Zhouqing said angrily: "Could it be that the old man thinks that Xiaosheng's sword is not good for him?"

But Jiang Xiaoshu was not afraid, and still just looked at him with a sneer.

Ling Zhouqing's thoughts suddenly changed.

Is this old man the kind of heroic person who regards death as home?
Obviously not, otherwise he wouldn't have thought of taking advantage of that super-strength green-clothed boy in the woods.

So. He deliberately brought himself here.

But there really was no trap here.

Out of the corner of Ling Zhouqing's eyes, she glanced at Xu Ling's family of three.

The couple still looked solemn and alert.

As for the little girl, she hid behind her parents and shivered, Ling Zhouqing didn't care.

So old man Jiang hides his clumsiness?In fact, his basic cultivation is stronger than his own?
After the fight, Ling Zhouqing knew that was not the case. He could still detect whether the opponent was hiding his strength, unless the opponent was much stronger than him.

But if the opponent's strength is really much stronger than him, there is no need to attract him here.

so.
"not good!"

Ling Zhouqing suddenly turned around, only to see more than a dozen masked men in night clothes with unsheathed knives appeared in the rain curtain at some time, vaguely surrounding Yizhuang.

When did they arrive?

Ling Zhouqing didn't know, maybe the rain covered their footsteps.

But he understood that Jiang Xiaoshu was just the bait, and he was the fish that took the bait, and the people behind him were fishermen.

Jiang Xiaoshu laughed loudly at this moment, "Haha! This old man is waiting for reinforcements! What are you waiting for?"

"It's a good plan!" Ling Zhouqing's face was gloomy, and she said in a deep voice: "But with these people, the old man thinks he can stop Xiaosheng?"

"It's hard to say, but will Lingzhou Shaoxia escape alone?"

Jiang Xiaoshu said this while looking at Xu Negative's family of three.

Ling Zhouqing's complexion changed drastically, she gritted her teeth and squeezed out two words, "Despicable!"

"Oh, if you want to blame, blame yourself for insisting on coming to die!" Jiang Xiaoshu waved his hand, "Kill! No one will be left alive!"

The dozens of people drew their knives without saying a word and went up!

Ling Zhouqing didn't say a word, he stood inside the door with an iron sword in his hand to confront the enemy.

As long as he occupies the only entrance and exit, he will only face at most two men in black at the same time.

And it can protect the Xu negative family.

At the same time, he still paid attention to Jiang Xiaoshu.

Jiang Xiaoshu smiled and did not make a move.

But after a long time, he couldn't sit still.

"Trash! More than a dozen people can't even take down one person!"

After putting away the wine gourd, he immediately slapped Xu negative and the others like a flying dragon!

"Bastard! Dare!"

Ling Zhouqing was furious, and after forcing the two men in black back with a sword, he bullied himself to intercept Jiang Xiaoshu.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaoshu's original target was him!

I saw the old man turned around with a sudden move and grabbed his face!
There was no time to draw back the sword to defend in a hurry, so Ling Zhouqing could only forcefully raise his left hand to fight Jiang Xiaoshu with a palm!
Blood splattered, and the two stepped back five steps each.

Jiang Xiaoshu hit the altar with his back, causing the candlesticks to shake.

His face turned pale, and then he smiled and said: "As expected of the fourth place on the Billboard, if you really want to be upright and one-on-one, the old man is not your opponent. It's a pity."

Ling Zhouqing, who had just retreated to Xu Ling's family, wiped away the bloodshot lips with the thumb of his left hand, and scanned the masked men in black who came in from the gate with bloodshot eyes.

Just now, in order to save people, he had to give up the natural terrain that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Pity.

Seeing the men in black gradually closing in, Jiang Xiaoshu couldn't help but relax, he asked with a smile, "Young Xia Lingzhou, what is your last word at this moment?"

Ling Zhouqing just looked at him coldly without saying a word.

"Heh." Jiang Xiaoshu suddenly felt bored without being able to enjoy the despairing eyes of the genius.

He raised his hand and was about to give an order, but suddenly he heard footsteps from far to near.

The footsteps seemed light and slow, although they were as light as a feather, but the sound of the increasing rain outside did not cover up the footsteps.

But if it weighs a thousand catties, it doesn't feel heavy at all.

This weird sense of disharmony made everyone in Yizhuang feel uncomfortable and wanted to vomit blood.

Everyone in the tense confrontation couldn't help but fix their eyes on the open gate of Yizhuang.

close!

Closer!
The next moment, a pair of slender and beautiful hands put on the door frame.

Then what caught everyone's eyes was a blue shirt.

And that young face that is not full of handsomeness but also somewhat outstanding.

"There are so many people? It seems that this place is quite lively."

(End of this chapter)