At this time, the guards and staff of the "Beimen Branch Helm" had been alarmed around the small building in the East District. They were gathering here one after another to search for the exact location of the shouting.
After Ye Qingxuan asked them a few words, he stood by Sun Luting's side silently, pretending to be as panicked as the other servants, and looking around while gossiping about good things.
In the small building in the East District, there were vaguely visible figures flickering, walking in and out, looking very busy.
At this time, there was a sudden burst of panic and scolding from the small building in the East District, followed by several shrill shouts, as if they had endured some unimaginable pain, and then went far away from the second floor of the small building in the East District, hanging a A writhing, human-shaped object that was tightly wrapped in linen, was soaked in tung oil, blood seeped through the linen, and dripped continuously...
The servants here suddenly had a bad guess, and before they had time to exclaim in the future, a little fire burst out over there, and then the linen cloth in mid-air burst into flames, and there was a heart-piercing scream. During the meeting, everyone was shocked on the spot, speechless in a daze.
"Oh, someone has been lit a sky lantern!"
After an exclamation, the crowd suddenly became chaotic, and the strange smell of meat wafting in the wind made many people vomit...
"Director" Sun Luting immediately turned pale, bit his lower lip fiercely, and said: "No, there is such a big mess, I have to go and see..."
Ye Qingxuan's heart moved, and he quickly stepped forward to hold Sun Luting, and said in a low voice: "Master Sun, don't go there, people have already killed people over there. If you go, don't you jump into the fire pit, those people are worrying about no one Take the responsibility, and you will be wronged at that time, it is really not worth it... "
Sun Luting was taken aback, and thought for a while, the place where the accident happened was the lodging place of the Bailian disciples in Motianling, those people would not give him any face, and if he went there at that time, he might really cause a commotion.
On the side of the small building in the East District, there are more people gathered, the voices are noisy, and they are running back and forth, no need to ask anything, just take a look at the scene, and you will know that there is a lot of trouble.
Suddenly, no one knows who gave the order there, and more than half of the large number of people crowded inside and outside the small building in the East District immediately started searching in all directions. With the small building in the East District as the center, the arrows expanded to point to every corner of the "Beimen Branch Helm". .
Among them, three figures rushed to this side at an extremely fast speed.
Ye Qingxuan's eyes were sharp, and he immediately recognized that among the three people running towards him, one was "Speedy Wind Leg" Jia Feng, and the other two were also one of the fifty most elite "fu guards" in the "Beishen Branch Helm".
Sun Luting's complexion was heavy, and he sighed darkly.
The three came in front of them in the blink of an eye, "Speedy Wind Leg" Jia Feng's gaze quickly swept across Ye Qingxuan's face, and he recognized the little carpenter in front of him who had been rescued once by him and "Duliu Palm" Zhao Ziqi. When Ye Qingxuan nodded and chuckled at him, he couldn't help but also nodded.
At this time, Sun Luting rushed forward two steps, and asked in a low voice: "Three brothers, did an accident happen in the small building in the East District?"
"Xunfeng Kegs" Jia Feng wiped his sweat, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's not a mistake, Mr. Song Qing'an, one of the 'Ten Swords of Wusheng', was in bad luck and was put in the house !"
Another man with a square nose and a big beard said with lingering fear: "My boy, I really don't know who did it, it was done so quickly and ruthlessly, this master's body was pierced through the heart with a sword, it's accurate It seemed that the old swordsman died completely before he could react in time. It seems that he was not only invincible to the murderer at that time, but he was also shocked before he was killed, and his whole body was raised. With a pair of eyeballs, teeth bared and grinning, the whole face is distorted, and that respectable appearance really makes people dare not take a closer look... "
Sun Luting was stunned for a moment, with a look of horror on his face: "What's the matter? Hasn't that tricky assassin left the sub-helm yet?"
Jia Feng said in a deep voice: "It doesn't look like it. The previous assassins used fists and kicks, but this time, he is obviously a skilled swordsman... Hmph, sword against sword, this old swordsman Song Qing'an didn't even have a sword You can pull it out in time, you are really fucking good at swordsmanship, you are worthy of being a 'Wonderful Swordsman', your swordsmanship is really amazing!"
In Jia Feng's words, there was a lot of irony towards the dead "Wonderful Swordsman" Song Qing'an, and it was obvious that he was complaining here because of his brother "Du Liu Zhang" Zhao Ziqi who lost his life for no apparent reason.
A "Fu Wei" next to him was a man with sharp eyes and thin lips, his eyes narrowed, his voice was lowered, and he said urgently in a high-pitched voice: "Old Jia, what the hell are you talking about?" Don’t want to live anymore? Just now, Master Pei told us to search around the mansion, why? The shit murderer is still in the mansion, it’s just for us to flash, you didn’t see those swordsmen Are the eyeballs red? Out of anger, even the little servant who was stunned lighted the sky lanterns. The twenty-four brothers on duty all knelt on the ground. All the guards have to eat and hang up, and you still dare to chew your tongue indiscriminately, not afraid of being skinned and lit the sky lantern?"
"I'm afraid I'm going to be fucked up!" Jia Feng was furious, stretched his neck and roared: "At worst, I don't deserve this job, if not, I don't want this lowly life! Back then, this guy was only desperate. Bowl of rice, is it possible that you still have to be bullied by these inhuman guys? Bah, at worst, if I can't beat him, I will splash blood all over his face... "
The big guy was startled suddenly, and the two fast guards immediately went up and covered Jia Feng's mouth. The speed was too fast, and he threw Jia Feng to the ground, hugging him tightly, for fear that something would happen. Woe!
Another big man with a square nose and a full beard pleaded, "Lao Jia, listen to brother and Shi San, save your energy and stop yelling here. Those gangsters are fucking mad!" Crazy, even an innocent boy who doesn't know martial arts let them light the sky lanterns, and then look at what the helmsman means, the twenty-four brothers on duty can't get well, the helmsman can't do anything, what can you do? With his skill and innate level of cultivation, you won't get half a bird's feathers from him except for one death, so what if we brothers all have the same idea as you, if we really match up, I'm afraid our brothers I was still panting in the last breath, but I can't fucking breathe in the next breath!"
Jia Feng's face was red, and he was so angry that he wanted to curse, but he was suppressed by several people, his face was flushed, but he couldn't make a sound.
The Chief Steward, Sun Luting, was quite close to these guards. At this moment, he scolded Jia Feng anxiously: "Jia Feng, you son of a bitch, have you lost your mind and made you crazy? What will your mother-in-law do if you die? She is still pregnant? Your brother Zhao Ziqi and his mother-in-law have only died two days ago. Who will take care of your daughter
After Lao Sun's words, Jia Feng really didn't struggle any more, but was pressed to the ground, panting heavily, and refused to get up for a long time...
The servants around had already scattered away in fright, but Ye Qingxuan, a little carpenter, was left here looking around with concern, and kept muttering in his mouth: "Damn, these people still let us go!" Don't let people live, they are really bad people, they only know how to bully the brothers in the house, if they make it difficult for Master Huang, I will fight them to the death..."
Everyone glared at him angrily, knowing that he was a close friend of Huang Kui, the "Sai Huo Monkey". From a human point of view, it can be regarded as a re-creation of the same kindness, so it is understandable to say a few words on behalf of the master, and it seems that this person is very loyal and commendable.
Nodding his head, Sun Luting patted Ye Qingxuan on the shoulder and said, "All right, all right, you little Tangzi is really loyal and courageous. But don't say such things again, for your own good, and for the good of Deputy Helmsman Huang, understand?"
Ye Qingxuan nodded heavily, expressing his understanding.
Sun Luting was taken aback suddenly, and asked, "Just now you said, who was lit with a sky lantern!?"
The big man with a square nose and a beard got up, sighed and said, "It's the guy who waits on those people's meals, a smooth young man, like the one named Sun... Hey, old Sun, that boy is the same as you." A surname that will not be…”
Just now, Sun Luting let out an "oops", and suddenly took two steps forward, then stood still, clutched his heart, and turned around slowly...
Everyone was startled, and looking at Lao Sun's face, it turned crimson purple.
Jia Feng yelled: "Not good, Lao Sun's chest numbness has been committed..."
The figure flashed, and several people supported Lao Sun's fallen body, breathed smoothly, and used internal energy to unblock the heart veins. After a while, Lao Sun just burst into tears with a "wow"—
"Grandson, grandpa is sorry for you. I originally thought that you would be a good person and able to serve those beasts well, but unexpectedly pushed you into the fire pit and let you die for nothing. Grandpa killed you with his own hands. I'm dead..."
Sun Luting held Ye Qingxuan's hand tightly, crying desperately, suddenly froze, and passed out...
Ye Qingxuan's heart twitched suddenly, watching the white-haired man give away the black-haired man, and Sun Luting who lost his grandson, a trace of regret welled up in his heart, occupying his heart, no matter how hard it was to squeeze out...
Ye Qingxuan did not regret his assassination of Motianling's master, but it did not include the innocent lives involved.
Unexpectedly, that young servant was actually the grandson of Sun Luting, and even more unexpected, this young servant would be killed because of his own assassination...
Originally, I thought that even if a boy who doesn't know martial arts is used by others, he will be blamed at most. After all, a natural master has been assassinated, so what can you ask of a boy who doesn't know martial arts at the right time? Woolen cloth? Could it be that he still hoped that this boy could catch the assassin
This crime is too far-fetched, it is completely venting, venting in vain of human life!
In an instant, Ye Qingxuan broke free from his guilt, and his anger spewed out like a volcano in his heart, but on the outside, he became even calmer, terrifyingly calm...