The Book of Heaven

Chapter 181 Killing Like the Wind
At this time, there were still two hours before dawn, and the vast majority of people were still in deep sleep.

Observing the Zeng family compound closely, it looks like a small dock in terms of its appearance. Even though Jiading Mansion can be regarded as the hinterland of the Han Empire, it is almost impossible to be invaded by foreign enemies, but it is clear that when the Zeng family built this manor, they still imagined The possibility of encountering a strong enemy.

However, in Ma Zheng's view, this kind of Wubao with a wall of only two feet is just a joke if it really encounters foreign enemies. Not to mention warriors like him, even ordinary bandits and enemy soldiers want to cross It's just a matter of a few ladders. Could it be that in Zeng's house, there are still countless warriors hiding one against a hundred?
Thinking about the nature of the Zeng family, if there were such warriors, why would they organize a slave hunting team? Wouldn't it be more convenient to send them out to arrest people?
After confirming that there was no shaking on the wall, Ma Zheng sped up briskly, and accelerated again after getting close to the wall. His footsteps were more delicate, like a civet cat, and he "rushed" directly to the wall, not waiting for his figure to stay under the light of the lantern on the wall for a moment , Ma Zheng had already turned down, stuck to the shadow inside the wall, and turned left to the door to kill.

Although the Zeng family has considered safety issues, there are still two guards at the gate, but the years of tranquility have already made these servants lose their vigilance. His eyes were dim, and he had obviously fallen into dreamland.

"I'm not surprised at all."

Ma Zheng approached the two unresponsive generals from behind, a thought flashed through his mind, and then he turned his palms into knives and knocked them to the ground twice.

Without the guards, even if the mortar behind the gate was slightly heavier, it was not a problem for Ma Zheng. The bolt weighing more than a hundred pounds was lifted by Ma Zheng with one hand, and then the heavy gate was dragged open by Ma Zheng. gap.

"Come!"

His eyes swept across the wilderness outside the door. Although the brilliance was dim, Ma Zheng could clearly see the figure hidden in the woods and bushes. It seems that the slave leader did a good job. He even knew how to ask the slaves to extinguish all the torches to avoid revealing his whereabouts .

Following Ma Zheng's beckoning, the slaves who were already ready to move when they heard the sound of the gate opening, immediately rushed towards the gate of Zeng's house in a row under the leadership of the leader.

"interesting."

Seeing these slaves approaching without saying a word, Ma Zheng couldn't help but smile. No wonder some people say that alien races are often all soldiers. Now it seems that it really makes sense. This kind of people who are used to fighting against the sky and the earth every day, As long as there is breath left, we will fight.

Fighting has been integrated into the bones and souls of these people, so there is no need for training at all, and they can demonstrate the abilities that many elite Han troops have.

For example, maintaining formation during a night attack, such as keeping quiet before a battle, these things don't need to be worried about.

"Go in, have you passed on all my requests?"

At the door, Ma Zheng stopped the slave leader and asked in a low voice.

"Pass it down, don't worry about being a hero!"

Even the leader of the slaves, when he actually saw the gate of Zeng's manor opened, he couldn't restrain his excitement - for him, and those slaves, today is the day to settle their grievances!
"kill!"

There were about two hundred slaves who followed Ma Zheng to Zeng's manor.

It's not that a hundred or so slaves died in the mining area. Some slaves were left in the mining area because of injuries, weakness or other reasons.After all, not every slave has the same courage to enter Zeng's manor.

Although Zengjiazhuang is the foundation of the Zeng family, I am afraid that the Zeng family never thought that there would be people coming here one day, so even if there were guards and servants, the number of people could not be exaggerated as hundreds of people like in the mining area.

"Who? There are thieves, there are thieves!"

After all, the actions of the slaves alarmed the servants and guards of the Zeng family. With the roar of the alarm, more and more lights were lit in the rooms, and the cries of women and children gradually rose. The entire Zeng family was destroyed by the impact of the slaves. into chaos.

How to find the hidden chalcedony in the chaos?

Ma Zheng might look like a headless chicken if it was changed to a later generation, but now he has already had experience in this area. Treasures like chalcedony are often only placed in two places-the hidden treasure house or the owner. home bedroom.

The structure of traditional Chinese houses is very similar, because Chinese people attach great importance to rules, even when building houses, they must abide by certain rules.

This kind of rule not only contains Feng Shui, but also contains traditional Chinese philosophical thinking and some hierarchical systems.

Therefore, it is not difficult for Ma Zheng to find the location of the master's house in a similar house, especially in this chaotic time, Ma Zheng only needs to follow the corridor, knocking over a servant or guard who rushed up to try to stop him from time to time, and then Found the bedroom of the head of the Zeng family.

In the courtyard with three front and rear entrances, the location of the master bedroom is fixed, and even the orientation of windows and doors has established rules.

Yellow light shines through the paper-pasted windows, and four big men stand with open flames at the closed door.

"It turned out to be four warriors, but it's a pity that they are still not at the top level."

Ma Zheng walked all the way, with a lot of blood splattered on his body. Even though he was wearing a black face scarf, Ma Zheng still tried his best to turn off the lights around him. In the village, a distinct dark shadow formed.

Ma Zheng, who came out of the shadows, felt like a demon god climbing up from hell.

"Who?"

"Stop!"

"Stop him!"

The guards at the door of the bedroom found Ma Zheng. As warriors, they felt Ma Zheng's fearfulness more than ordinary people. Only warriors can have keen senses, allowing them to feel the pressure from Ma Zheng. This pressure represents Yes, it is the gap in realm!

It is difficult to make up the gap in a realm with numbers, unless under special circumstances, everyone can swarm up, otherwise as long as Ma Zheng keeps fighting, no matter how many enemies there are, it will not be enough to kill him until he exhausts his strength.

The guards acted decisively, two rushed towards Ma Zheng trying to temporarily block Ma Zheng's footsteps, and the other two began to knock on the door, reminding the people inside to hurry up and retreat!

In the absence of sufficient ability to block, escape is the only option.

Of course, you can also wait for death, but waiting for death is never an option, it can only be accepted passively.

When the sword came, Ma Zheng didn't open his mouth. Talking nonsense in a battle is superfluous. Ma Zheng will only return the sword when someone slashes at him.

Although they are all one knife, the results brought about by different realms are also different.

The two guards thought they could at least stop Ma Zheng, but Ma Zheng in their line of sight was like an illusory shadow, and the light of the knife passed through without blocking it.

Instead, the hot feeling coming from the neck and the sound of "chi chi" spurting blood made the faces of the two guards change instantly.

"It's over!"

Just such a thought flashed through his mind, and the blood pressure caused by the rapid blood loss instantly dropped, making the eyes of the two guards black and their bodies limp.

The battle ended so quickly that the two guards at the bedroom door were at a loss.

"If you don't want to die, get out of the way."

The long knife was dripping with blood, and Ma Zheng's words were as cold as the cold winter's north wind.

(End of this chapter)