Qiankun Storyteller

Chapter 122 Dai Zong
"How could this be?"

"How could this be!"

"Look for them, find them all for me, even if you dig three feet into the ground, find them for me!"

In Yunzhou, on the official road, twenty or thirty carriages were parked in the middle. In front of the carriages was a group of menacing Xuanjia cavalry, and in the middle of the cavalry was a man wearing a white fox cloak and his face was covered with frost. Gorgeous woman.

The team is Su Wen's team.

Jingqi is Song's Jingqi.

After being forced to leave Anping City by Meng Fanyin's heart-to-heart oath, Song Yue continued to pursue Su Wen who had left Anping City yesterday based on the information provided by Yifengwei and the four major sects.

She can't slaughter the people of Anping, so she can always seek revenge from Su Wen, the righteous lord, right?

Naturally, Meng Fanyin didn't have any reason, any excuse to stop her.

Su Wen just left Anping yesterday, and he brought a large team of Jinjianmen Qilin Gang with him. Yunzhou has such a vast territory, it is not difficult to catch up with his team before he leaves Yunzhou, and Song Yue did it. .

But she only caught up with the convoy, and Su Wen's men disappeared without a trace.

There were twenty or thirty carriages parked across the official road, and there were a lot of sundries and even gold and silver in the carriages, but no one was there.

Neither Su Wen nor his subordinates were seen, as if they had evaporated out of thin air.

He put down his luggage, threw away the gold and silver, and ran away with nothing?

Song Yue thought so too at first.

but……

"Miss, we have checked, and there is no trace of that group of people within a hundred miles!"

"We found the bodies of Yifengwei and the four detectives, none of them survived, they were all killed."

"We found some of the horses that escaped, but it seems that the other party let them go on purpose. There are only horses and no one."

"According to the confessions of passers-by, these carriages were parked in the middle of the road more than an hour ago."

"There is news from various prefectures and counties, but there is no trace of that group of people, and no suspicious people have passed through the checkpoint."

Several family guards came back on horseback and reported the results of the search and investigation.

Without a trace!

Su Wen's group seemed to have evaporated out of thin air. There was no trace of them in Fangyuan Baili, and they asked the surrounding prefectures and counties through sound transmission, but there were no clues or special discoveries.

"how is this possible!"

Song Yue held the horsewhip, and her face was full of evil spirits: "There are two or three hundred people in that group of rebels. Even if you abandon the carriage and luggage, break it up into pieces, and pack lightly, they can't disappear without a trace, without leaving any traces. Look, look for me again, mountain roads, waterways, prefectures, counties, towns and villages, all the places where people may hide, look for me, dig three feet to find!"

"Yes!!!"

After hearing this, all the guards and riders didn't dare to say anything, they immediately turned their horses and galloped away.

"Miss!"

Only the two Taoist servants from the Houtian Realm on the left and right came forward and said hesitantly, "I'm afraid I can't find it."

"how is this possible!"

Song Yue turned her head, her eyes were cold: "There are two or three hundred of them, can they still fly with wings?"

"This……"

The two Taoist servants looked at each other, and they didn't know how to explain it, so they could only say: "I don't know, but the Su thief's origin is unknown, so I'm afraid there is some extraordinary method, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to find it for a hundred miles around. He has no trace of his whereabouts, the current plan is to go back to the state capital and report this matter to the Patriarch, the eldest son, and we must not rush in to chase him again."

"I don't care what his background is or what means he has!"

Song Yue roared, distorted: "If I don't bring other people's heads back to pay homage to my younger brother, I will never go back to see my father and elder brother!"

"This……"

Hearing this, the two Taoist servants were also helpless, the young master's tragic death, coupled with the blow of Meng Sanyin, made their lady confused, and she no longer had the calm wisdom of the past.

However, they couldn't leave in a hurry, they could only stay by Song Yue's side, searching for Su Wen's trace aimlessly.

But how could this be found?
……

Back in time, not so long ago.

In the inn, the backyard of the kitchen.

The backyard is full of filth and blood, and there is a big locust tree in the middle of the yard. There are two people hanging under the locust tree. One of them is white and beardless, with a black scarf and Tsing Yi. He is in his twenties and looks like a scholar dress up.

The other person has a broad face, square lips, and a slender figure. Although he stands in his thirties and is in his prime, he looks weather-beaten, like an old horse who knows his way.

The two were hung under the big locust tree, surrounded by a group of people in white scarves and white clothes, dressed in linen and filial piety.

This group of people was under the locust tree, some were chopping firewood, some were lighting a fire, and some were sharpening their knives, as if they were killing pigs and cattle.

But there are no cattle, sheep or livestock in this courtyard, not even a chicken, duck or poultry. What are they trying to slaughter with such a big move?
"Hey hey hey, a piece of top-quality bacon that is delicious and fragrant, and a white-faced scholar with fine skin and tender meat, the altar master did it himself, and used a piece of white lotus incense!"

"This man is a practitioner, with two feet of Taoist magic, faster than a BMW horse, galloping all the way from Yunzhou, I don't know how many attentions he has attracted, but he couldn't catch up, so I can only watch him escape. "

"If it weren't for other incense altars to send messages, our altar owner is resourceful and resourceful. It would be really difficult to catch him after setting up here to wait for him."

"What do you say so much, kill it quickly, strip and wash it clean, the altar master sacrificed to King Daming, and we can share some benefits."

"Yes Yes Yes……"

Everyone chatted for a while, then raised their knives and got up, walking towards the two people hanging under the tree.

At this moment, I suddenly saw...

"Whoosh!"

A ray of starlight fell from the sky, fell straight into the courtyard, and landed in front of the two of them.

"Ok?"

The sudden change made everyone turn pale with shock, before they had time to move, they saw the starlight drift away, and a figure appeared, with a green shirt and an oiled paper umbrella, also dressed in a refined manner, like a scholar.

"This……"

"who are you?"

Seeing the completely unfamiliar green-clothed man falling from the sky, the group of people were even more horrified. They all backed away, but they didn't dare to run away directly, for fear that they would be targeted by the other party if they moved too much.

Su Wen glanced at them, then looked away, turned around, swung the closed oil-paper umbrella in his hand like a sword, and suddenly the wind whizzed past like a knife, cutting the rope hanging the two of them instantly.

"not good!"

"It's that person's helper!"

"Quickly report to the altar master!"

Seeing this scene, the group of people in white scarves and white clothes didn't even think about it, they turned around and fled to the outside of the courtyard, not daring to fight Su Wen at all.

Be very careful.

how...

"Buzz!"

The void trembled, golden light criss-crossed, like a spirit snake flying out, biting at the crowd.

After the golden light, two more cavalry galloped out, leading ten teams of one hundred people to charge out fiercely, filling up the small courtyard in an instant, and then charged outside the courtyard.

Beside Su Wen, Qiao Daoqing stepped forward, helped the unconscious two people up, checked after a while, and said: "The method of the evil way is not a serious problem."

After all, put two fingers together and point out the sword.

"Well……"

The tall and thin man with the wide face and square lips woke up slowly, looked at the crowd, then looked at Su Wen, and hurriedly stood up: "Dai Zong... I have met my brother!"

"Get up."

Su Wen raised him up with his hands: "What's going on?"

(End of this chapter)