Fighter of the Destiny

There are twelve very large grain depots in the southwest of Wenshui City. It is said that they can guarantee the supply of the six counties of the Zhou Dynasty for a year. If Wenshui City is besieged, these grains will be enough to sustain the soldiers and civilians in the city for hundreds of years. You can imagine this How much food is in the granary?

The most important thing for grain depots is of course fire prevention, so these grain depots are all not far from Wenshui.

Although it is the middle of winter, standing in the grain depot can still hear the sound of running water in the distance.

In fact, it was not the sound of running water, but the sound of blood.

In the deepest granary, there was not a single grain, and the extremely spacious or even grand warehouse was empty, with only dozens of people.

Seven people were stripped of their clothes and hung on the iron ropes transporting food. Blood continued to flow from their bodies and hit the ground.

They have suffered countless kinds of torture and are very miserable. Even the slaughtered New Year pig is much happier than them.

The executioners were all young, and some of them were even teenagers. Their expressions were very focused, and they were not distracted by the scene in front of them. Their faces did not show any sympathy or pity, but occasionally they showed some shyness. look.

These young people are all members of the Tang Family Punishment Hall, and they have the same teacher, the skinny old man sitting in the chair at this time.

That is, the skinny old man who appeared in the old house not long ago.

The seven prisoners were released. There was no intact skin on their bodies, and they had lost an unknown amount of blood, but they were still alive.

The problem is that at this point they wish they had never lived.

"Let's draw a pledge and send you on your way."

The skinny old man finally spoke, his voice as peaceful as his expression, extremely ordinary.

But to the seven prisoners covered in blood on the ground, the old man's voice was like the howl of a demon coming from the deep darkness, or like the flowers of the Kingdom of God blooming above the sea of ​​stars.

Already dying, they crawled desperately, scrambling forward, leaving several blood stains on the floor of the grain depot. They crawled to the old man, found pen and paper with their blurry eyes, and used the fastest He pressed the speed button and kept crying, Grandpa Wei, please kill me quickly...

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A line of black smoke rose from the manor, followed by the faint light of fire, and then there were curses.

Tonglu, the favorite house of the second master of the Tang family, was personally set on fire by the fat son-in-law and his men, and burned to ashes.

The manor is behind the willow trees by the Wenshui River, but Tonglu's location is relatively far away, so the fire will not affect the life in the river.

Snowflakes fell on the water and disappeared instantly. The fish swam slowly among the aquatic plants at the bottom.

This is the most noble place in the south of the city, where the Tang family's eldest family lived across the river from the second family's house.

This place is far away from Taoist temples and long streets. There are no inns or restaurants.

Then naturally there will be no pedestrians and no excitement.

Even the servants and women in the long room who were watching the fun were arrested by Mrs. Tang's order.

The next moment, the deserted Wenshui River suddenly became lively.

Seven vendors, six government officials, three fortune tellers, two old men selling sesame candy, and a little girl buying cosmetics suddenly appeared.

Everyone knows that these people are not ordinary people.

The yamen servants can take care of the vendors, and the fortune tellers can chat with the old man selling sesame candy, but if there is no one selling makeup among the vendors, who will the little girl buy from?

They happen to be five kinds of people.

The five types of people Tang Sanliu asked for from Mrs. Tang.

No one knows that the most terrifying thing about the Tang family is not the private soldiers, nor the half-step holy old man worshiping in the ancestral hall at this time, nor even the execution hall.

But these people no one knows.

Mrs. Tang became furious after hearing Tang Sanliu's request. This was his natural reaction after discovering that the Tang family's true secrets and killing moves were known to others.

Even though that other person was his grandson, it was still a bit unacceptable to him.

From this we can imagine the importance of these people to the Tang family.

From the moment Chen Changsheng entered the Taoist Hall of Wenshui City, these five types of people, including traders and government servants, have been on the other side.

What they want to keep an eye on are these powerful men in the state religion, who are ready to take action at any time. At the same time, they are also keeping an eye on the group of water plants deep in the river.

Just like what the old priest of the Tang family said to Tang Thirty-Six, the monster named Chusu seems to be mysterious and unpredictable, but in fact it has always been under the control of the Tang family.

Today, what these vendors, government officials and fortune tellers have to do is to follow Tang Sanliu's request to force Zhu Su out, and then capture or kill him.

Although the Changsheng Sect has withered away, its ten thousand-year foundation is like a high mountain. If you look underground, you will see an abyss that is difficult to bottom.

Chusu is the most terrifying product of this abyss. Can these ordinary merchants and government servants defeat him?

The seven vendors unloaded the shelves, took out small gadgets such as rattles, needles for turning sugar, dragonflies made of bamboo, and started assembling them.

Their expressions were calm, even a little dull, but their movements were very skillful, concise and quick.

In a short period of time, the sugar needles, rattles and bamboo dragonflies were grouped together.

It was a sand table that had been reduced hundreds of times. The buildings and corridors on it were very lifelike, like scenes carved on walnut by the most skilled craftsmen.

The vendors placed their hands on the edge of the sand table, and seven breaths with different meanings but natural similarities poured into them.

Two fortune tellers came over and stared at the shrunken houses and corridors. The long flags they held in their hands fluttered slightly in the wind and snow.

I don't know how much time passed, but the wind and snow were still there, but the flag stopped still, maybe because of my calm mind, or because the result had been calculated.

A blood spot slowly appeared somewhere in the sandbox building.

That was Chusu's position at the moment.

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Chusu was in a remote corner of the manor.

This is a garden. He is in the deepest part of the rockery. Even in winter, there is still some moisture in the cave.

This made him feel very comfortable.

He knew that Chen Changsheng went to the Tang family's old house today, and he even knew that the disciple of the Lishan Sword Sect stayed in the Taoist temple. If it were in the past, he would definitely sneak into the Taoist palace quietly and kill the Lishan Sword Sect disciple, but he did not do so because he always felt that this was a trap set by the state religion.

He squatted at the entrance of the cave deep in the rockery, surrounded by moss-covered stones, as if he had melted into one body.

Looking at the black smoke rising not far away and the heat coming from him, his eyes showed an expression of irritability and coldness.

Except Su, he didn't know what happened in the Tang family's old house, but he knew that there was something wrong with the second room of the Tang family, but he was not worried. Even if Chen Changsheng really convinced Old Man Tang, he didn't believe that anyone could catch him, no matter how fast he was. The Earth Escape Technique gave him extremely strong confidence. If he was really found by a strong person, he would just leave.

At this time, he suddenly felt something change in the wind and snow in the sky.

It's not that the speed or shape of the snow has changed, but that the aura of heaven and earth hidden inside has changed, revealing murderous intent.