Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 295 Massacre
The mountains are high, the sea is vast, and the weather is sunny and windy.

After hearing the news from Fang, Xiang Jie traveled across wind and rain.

Three days later in the morning, a man and a horse entered Yangchang County. After asking someone for the location of the inn where Fang Xuan was, they hurriedly went up.

"squeak"

The door of the inn opened, and Fang Xuan, who had just finished his morning meditation, welcomed Xiang Jie in.

"Which sissy friend of yours?" Xiang Jiexian looked around the room and asked as he sat down.

"I found something for him to do these days, so he's not in the inn right now." Fang Xuan got up and poured a cup of warm tea, letting Xiang Jie take a breath before saying, "Time is running out, let's make it short!"

Xiang Jie nodded and asked, "Can you tell me first where the blood slaughter is?"

Fang Xuan nodded and pointed to the ground.

Xiang Jie asked doubtfully: "Yangchang County?"

Fang Xuan looked serious and shook his head: "Not only that, the bloodbath spread over thousands of miles, covering the three counties of Qingshui, Yangxuan and Jindu!"

Kang dang
The teacup in Xiang Jie's hand fell, making a crisp sound.

Leizhou is divided into five counties, among which Qingshui, Yangxuan and Jindu counties include sixteen cities, with a population of up to one million and an area that occupies two-thirds of Leizhou.

Xiang Jie's brain seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, and he stood there in a daze.

Three counties!

Chu Yuanzhen actually massacred three counties. How dare he do that?

Even when the Lotus Moon Cult was at its peak, the scope of its influence was limited to a few cities in Haizhou and Yanzhou, and there had never been a bloody incident where a few cities were sacrificed directly in order to increase strength.

After a long time, Xiang Jie took a deep breath and said, "This is impossible. Are you mistaken? If they want to massacre the people of the three counties, it is impossible that they have already reached Leizhou and we still can't find them."

Fang Xuan gently took a sip of warm tea and thought, "Could it be that some of them were killed?"

To break through to the higher realm, it does not require the lives of millions of people.

If Chu Yuanzhen really dared to do this, it would be detrimental to the way of heaven. Even if he broke through to the upper realm, there would still be big problems.

"But this is not right. How can he hide it from others? Slaughtering thousands of people is no small matter, especially when it comes to slaughtering the people of his own territory. Isn't he afraid of the people rebelling?"

Fang Xuan rubbed his face, suppressed the confusion in his heart, and looked at Xiang Jie: "Brother Xiang, is there any technique that can make people lose their memories on a large scale?"

Xiang Jie rejected Fang Xuan's guess without even thinking: "Impossible, if a large number of people lost their memories, the entire Leizhou would not be in its current state, and the traces of the killing cannot be erased."

"What if it's a formation?" Fang Xuan continued to ask.

"Formation. Taixuan Sect!" Xiang Jie seemed to have thought of something, and his calm eyes suddenly flashed with surprise. He asked quickly, "Where is Pei Zhizhen?"

Fang Xuan shrugged and shook his head. "It fell on deaf ears."

Both fell into silence.

After a while, Pei Qian entered the room holding a few cakes and humming a little tune.

Under the gaze of Fang Xuan and Xiang Jie, Pei Qian sat down and quickly threw two pieces of cake into his mouth. Then he said, "I found out that there is indeed an aura of formation involved in Yangxuan County."

Fang Xuan stared at Pei Qian quietly, and the guess in his heart slowly became a fact at this moment.

"But we still have to go meet that person." Pei Qian turned his gaze to Xiang Jie and smiled implicitly: "Senior Xiang, I heard that there is a way to peek into other people's memories in the Martial Temple. I wonder..."

Xiang Jie tapped the table with his fingers, without any hesitation: "Take me to see the witness!"

In the same corridor, in a room more than ten meters away, Zhao Hui was waiting anxiously.

After three days of observation, it has been basically confirmed that the young man in white robe came here for the Wanli Blood Massacre.

But he himself couldn't understand why the things in his memory became crazy talk in the eyes of others.

Those lives that died before my eyes!
That suffocating smell of blood!

At this moment, he saw the candle beside the table swaying slightly, and he was startled.

Then, a breeze blew slowly in the room, the door slowly opened, and the young man in white robe and the woman walked in.

But there was also a man with a serious face whom Zhao Hui had never seen before, so he subconsciously leaned back.

"Did you see Chu Yuanzhen massacre the people of Leizhou?" Xiang Jie looked at Zhao Hui and said calmly.

"I think so!" Only at this time did Zhao Hui see the other person's face clearly. It was very ordinary, but those eyes made people feel like they were crawling on their knees.

"What do you mean by 'should'?" Xiang Jie frowned. He came to confirm this matter, not to listen to an ambiguous answer.

Zhao Hui whispered, "It was one morning a month ago. I went out to buy breakfast as usual, and then the army suddenly gathered in the whole city. They gathered all the people from house to house!" "I saw with my own eyes that General Chu led the soldiers and slaughtered all the people. I thought I was dead, but when I woke up, I found that Yangxuan County was still the same as usual."

Zhao Hui described his recent experience bit by bit.

Even though they were just listening, the three of them felt their scalps tingling and their spines chilled.

If what Zhao Hui said is true, what means did Chu Yuanzhen use to achieve all this!
"How do you know for sure that the massacre really happened?" Pei Qian, who had been listening quietly, suddenly interrupted.

Zhao Hui's eyes suddenly widened, as if stimulated by something. He struggled and shouted on the spot: "It's true, everything is true. Everyone I know is gone, they are all gone!"

"The entire Yangxuan County is fake, all fake!"

Seeing that Zhao Hui was beginning to have another attack, Fang Xuan stepped forward and gently struck him on the back of the neck, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

"Brother Xiang, what do you think?" Fang Xuan looked at Xiang Jie. This was the first time he had encountered such a thing and he was not familiar with it.

Xiang Jie frowned: "It seems that I can only use soul-searching technique!"

He said, glancing at Pei Qian again.

Pei Qian walked towards the door sensibly: "I'll keep watch for you!"

The Martial Temple's soul-searching technique, while not a very powerful one, is rather unique and cannot be used in front of outsiders.

Fang Xuan is already a registered disciple of the Martial Temple, so there is no need for him to be shy.

After Pei Qian left, Xiang Jie laid Zhao Hui flat on the bed, then began to make hand gestures and recite some obscure ancient words.

As a mysterious force appeared in the room, Fang Xuan felt that the temperature in the room seemed to drop at this moment.

At this moment, Xiang Jie gently hooked his hand, and a light blue glow emerged from between Zhao Hui's eyebrows.

These lights kept floating, and finally slowly gathered together. Xiang Jie didn't know when a palm-sized bronze mirror appeared in his hand.

After the bronze mirror absorbed the light blue glow, images began to appear on it.

In the early morning, the sunset is like a rosy cloud.

There were several people sitting at the table, including a gentle woman and an innocent child.

They were all Zhao Hui's family. After a few simple greetings, the family had a happy meal together.

Before I could finish my bowl of porridge, a man in light armor ran in hurriedly with a look of fear on his face.

"Mr. Zhao, the Leizhou Army has entered the city! General Chu is here too!"

Zhao Hui was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion: "This Yangxuan County is also part of Leizhou. Isn't it normal for Leizhou County to enter the city?"

The man's face turned pale: "They are gathering the people!"

Just as Zhao Hui was about to put down his chopsticks, a dozen soldiers suddenly rushed into the room. They were all wearing the black armor of the Leizhou Army and holding sharp blades.

After some intimidation and pushing, they drove everyone out. During this time, the children cried and Zhao Hui tried to resist, but a soldier hit him on the leg with the back of his knife and he fell to the ground instantly.

They were driven out to the square, where it was crowded with people. At first they were all very confused and were still greeting each other.

At this moment, Zhao Hui saw Chu Yuanzhen wave his hand, and several generals around him kicked their horses and charged towards the people.

"puff!"

The spear pierced through the chest of a civilian, and blood gushed out instantly. The man on the spear struggled in pain for a few times, and his limbs fell down weakly.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and the people in the entire square screamed in fear. The people who were still gathering in the distance were all at a loss as to what to do when they saw this bloody scene.

An indiscriminate massacre began.
As the commander of the Dragon Whale Army, Fang Xuan had experienced war before, but he was still shocked by the massacre scene in the bronze mirror.

The entire Yangxuan County was soon littered with corpses, and the blood was even enough to cover people's feet.

To make sure that all the civilians were dead, the soldiers even stabbed each corpse several times with their guns.

As for Zhao Hui, because of a leg injury, he was squeezed into a waterway by the crowd when the Leizhou army charged. He luckily survived because the entrance to the waterway was blocked by corpses.

When Zhao Hui regained his vision, he found himself lying beside a stream outside the city, his body soaked in scarlet blood.

The scene ends here, and the light on the bronze mirror slowly fades away.

brute!

Fang Xuan couldn't tell whether this low shout came from himself or Xiang Jie!

Or, both!

(End of this chapter)