East Factory Governor

Chapter 153 The Three Tones of the Devil's Cult
In the quiet forest, there was a melodious flute sound suddenly, the continuous sound pierced through the night, slowly dispersed in the air, lingering endlessly.

The sound of this flute is extremely pleasant, making people feel as if they are in the endless grassland, galloping in the warm sunshine, forgetting all the worries and troubles, wandering in it and cannot extricate themselves.

Qin Shuhuai was in a trance for a few seconds, and then he suddenly came to his senses, and immediately mobilized his whole body's zhenqi to fight against it, and then managed to stabilize his consciousness.

Looking at the Jin Yiwei beside him, there was a trace of a strange smile on their faces, as if they were immersed in some kind of pleasant space.

Qin Shuhuai's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately shouted to Meng Wei, "Brother Meng Wei, hurry up and wake up these brothers."

Meng Wei also woke up like a dream, nodded quickly, and then, feeling lucky, he raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar.

"Ow!"

A roar like a wild lion finally woke up these Jin Yiwei.

The sound of the flute is still going on, but the timbre changes abruptly, sometimes short and sometimes sharp, which makes people feel like they have fallen from a pleasant grassland into an endless hell, and their minds are in turmoil.

Everyone was shocked.

Reining in the horse, they formed a circle, and then used their internal strength to resist the trance sound waves.Many Jin Yiwei covered their ears with their hands, and shouted at the sky at the same time, in order to prevent themselves from falling into the fantasy brought by the sound waves.

But with little effect.

A few Jinyiwei who were slightly inferior in cultivation had already fallen off their horses, covering their ears and writhing on the ground in pain.

Qin Shuhuai forcibly stabilized his qi, and then quietly looked around, but he didn't find the source of the sound.

Then he shouted with full anger, "Which one is a good match, why don't you come out and see him!"

The sound spread out layer by layer along with the true energy in the air, and there were countless echoes in the forest.

After a while, the flute finally stopped.

"Hehe, Mr. Qin really has no taste, I'm only halfway through the song."

Accompanied by a pleasant voice, a blue shadow slowly fell from the sky.

Under the bright moonlight, the visitor was wearing a green robe embroidered with mountains and rivers, with white hair reaching his waist, an emerald ring on the index finger of his left hand, and a jade flute in his hand.

Under the moonlight, the white hair is like a waterfall, exuding a faint light.Because the light was too dark, the face behind the long hair could not be seen clearly.

Qin Shuhuai regained his composure and said, "Senior's music is out of this world, it is profound and profound, and it is true that the next martial artist can't appreciate it, so please don't blame me, senior."

The man chuckled, and said, "It's a pity that Mr. Qin is born with a talent and intelligence, but he can't master the melody. It seems that Shen's song 'The tide grows and the moon falls' seems to be lost again."

There is a sense of loneliness in the words.

Seeing him talking like this, Qin Shuhuai didn't seem to be hostile, so he cupped his hands and said, "Senior's music is profound and profound, and it is rare in the world. I'm afraid it's really hard to find a bosom friend."

The man's complexion suddenly darkened, and he snorted coldly, "Hmph, what does a brat know? The world is so big, how can there be no bosom friend? It's just that the man hasn't appeared yet."

Qin Shuhuai was taken aback for a moment, thinking that this person's temperament is really unpredictable, is it true for all masters?

However, he became more and more interested in this person.

Immediately smiled again, "Senior taught me a lesson. I don't know the senior's name?"

Before the man could speak, Li Jingting sneered, "One of the three notes of the Demon Cult, the white-haired magic flute Shenxi. Hehe, it looks like a big devil has come."

When he was speaking, his hand had already touched the handle of the knife, and his eyes were fixed on the jade flute in his hand.

When Meng Wei heard it, he immediately pressed the handle of the knife at his waist, and said in a deep voice, "It turns out that it is Shenxi, the white-haired magic flute who defeated the three elders of the Huashan School alone and bloodbathed the Yellow Flower Valley in one day." alert.

Qin Shuhuai was taken aback, the three voices of the Demon Sect?Shenxi?
I couldn't help cursing in my heart, your uncle's Demon Cult, but his? What does this mean?Don't know if there are Jinyiwei here? I was suspected of colluding with the Demon Cult, what do you want to come out now?

When everyone heard Li Jingting's words, they were startled and pulled out their weapons one after another.

Shen Xi looked at everyone contemptuously, then sneered disdainfully, and said, "What are you panicking about? I'm not here to kill you."

Qin Shuhuai waved his hand at the crowd, motioning to put away the thing in his hand, and then said, "Then what's the purpose of coming here, senior?"

"Send you a message. The beggars in the north are going to burn your backyard. Before the savages from outside the pass reach Tongzhou, hurry up and take care of them."

"Northern beggar?"

"Hehe, Chief Qin wants to be a great hero, but if he always stays so late, I'm afraid there is no hope."

Shen Xi let out a long laugh, and suddenly waved his green sleeves and walked away.

At the end, he said again, "I brought you some gifts by the way, and it's in the woods ahead."

The lingering sound curled up and lingered endlessly.

It took a long time for everyone to recover, and then they all looked at Qin Shuhuai with complicated expressions.

The Devil's Cult has always been in the same situation as the imperial court. Everyone thought that a fierce battle was inevitable, but they didn't expect that the other party would come to help. This made everyone's imagination run wild.

It was not unheard of that Qin Shuhuai colluded with the Demon Cult.Today I saw Shen Xi, one of the three voices of the Devil's Sect, appear in person, and sent him a message and gave him a gift. It would be a lie to say that everyone doesn't think about that.

But in the past few days, they also saw with their own eyes that Qin Shuhuai ran around for days to save General Zhao and captured Luo Wenyu in a bloody battle for the great Ming Sheji. If he belonged to the Demon Sect, why did he need to do this?Especially General Zhao, such a general, the Demon Cult, must want to get rid of it quickly, right?How can you save him?

Seeing that everyone was looking at him with strange eyes, Qin Shuhuai smiled coldly without any explanation.I just squeezed the hand holding the rein, thinking that if these people really think that I have joined the Demon Cult, then I will have to die!

The current Qin Shuhuai is no longer the Qin Shuhuai when he first came here.If someone wanted to stand in the way of his great cause, he would never mind killing them, and he didn't have the slightest psychological burden.

Because he believed that his path was right.It must be right for me to want more people to live a better life.

At this time, Li Jingting suddenly said in a concentrated voice, "Jin Yiwei obeys the order, no one is allowed to tell outsiders what happened today, and those who disobey the order will be killed!"

Meng Wei also said, "That's right, this is the devil's sect's plan to sow discord, we must not be fooled! If anyone talks about today's matter, I, Meng Wei, will be the first to kill him!"

Meng Hu also continued, "That's right. Master Qin has led us to kill the Tartars these past few days. Don't be fooled by the gang of rebels! Anyone who dares to speak nonsense, I will Never let him go."

Everyone suddenly realized and nodded.Some who were filled with righteous indignation cursed the Devil's Cult again.

Qin Shuhuai still believed in these brothers. After all, these people shared life and death with him, and their relationship was already uncommon.And they all saw what they did. If it wasn't for ulterior motives, no one should suspect that they were colluding with the Demon Cult.

Even if someone suspects him and informs him, as long as Li Jingting and the Meng brothers believe in him, that's enough.The three of them are deeply trusted by Chongzhen, as long as they say unanimously that there is no such thing, then there will be no such thing.

The group continued to run westward for about a quarter of an hour, when they suddenly saw [-] or [-] corpses lying in disorder in front of them. These people were all ragged and looked like members of the beggar gang.When they got closer, none of them had external injuries, but all of them were bleeding from the seven orifices, obviously dying of extremely severe internal injuries.

It seems that this is the gift that Shen Xi was talking about.

Qin Shuhuai shuddered again, muttering in his heart, the three notes of the devil religion, the magic flute with white hair...

(End of this chapter)