Zhu Liu and the others looked at each other, glanced at each other, and immediately followed.
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As the footsteps of Lu Bing and others got farther and farther, the forest gradually became quiet.
Suddenly, the sound of Xisuosuo came from the grass, and a person got in, hiding behind the tree, and looked around with his head.
The man hesitated when he saw that there was no one on the left or right, and then looked down at the ground, only looking at the mess on the ground, shuddering, turned his head and ran into the city of Shexian.
He ran to the Zhao's Inn not far from the city gate, and when he saw Zhao Yilin, he breathed out and said, "Master... dead, all dead... Mr. Dayou's people are all dead."
"Are all dead?" Zhao Yilin stared at the man and confirmed again.
"All dead young master, dozens of people, none of them survived, many were chopped off, smashed to pieces, and the dead can't die anymore." The guy didn't dare to conceal the slightest.
"They are all dead..." Zhao Yilin was a little surprised, dozens of people beat a few people, and they all died so soon... Zhao Yilin's eyes showed a trace of terror, but suddenly he laughed: "Good death! Good death Hahahahaha."
The guy looked at his young master laughing wildly, and couldn't help looking at Zhao Yilin with some doubts, thinking that the young master was suddenly mad.
"Don't be silly, go to boil some hot water, and when Lin Tong brings people back, let him wash them immediately, change into clean clothes, and go to the mansion with me!" Zhao Yilin was still stunned and cursed when he saw that the guy was still stunned. .
"Hey! Yes young master!" The man hurriedly went to boil the water and prepare the wooden barrel.
"Whether you kill or don't kill, you will fall into this young man's trap!" Zhao Yilin thought triumphantly: "If you don't kill, I will kill you. If you kill... Haha, I have a way to kill. wait for you!"
Zhao Yilin boasted in the room for a long time, and Lin Tong finally came back. Zhao Yilin waited for him to wash up, burn his bloody clothes, wipe the blood-stained weapons, and put them in his store for sale. Then, Zhao Yilin took Lin Tong to Huizhou Prefecture’s prefect’s Yamen...
Just when Lin Tong came back, Lu Bing and others hurried to Xiongcun.
When the old man at the entrance of the village saw Wang Zhi coming back, he was about to say hello and ask Wang Zhishan how much money he had sold, and the price of animal skins could be reduced. Seeing Wang Zhi with an anxious face, biting his lip, he rushed home with a few guests of his house.
The old man froze for a moment, shook his head, and walked into the house with a cane.
"I told you first that your relatives came, alas, you kid is so reckless... I won't tell you!" the old man muttered angrily, and suddenly stood up and rubbed his eyes.
He leaned on a cane, slowly turned around, and poked his head to look in the direction Wang Zhi and them were going.
"I'm dazzled? Why did I see blood on their bodies just now? They were hunting again?" The old man rubbed his eyes in confusion, sighed, and slowly sat on the high threshold with his cane. He murmured: "I'm old, my eyes are gone..."
But at this moment, Wang Zhi, who had just rushed into the house, couldn't believe his eyes. He opened his eyes hard, and his staring eyes were about to split.
Lu Bing sighed, patted Wang Zhi's shoulder comfortingly, and then looked at the woman lying in a pool of blood.
The woman's face still had a kind and humble smile that hadn't come and recovered, and she was covered with a layer of consternation, a layer of doubt, a layer of pain, and a layer of reluctance.
"Mother!" Wang Zhi wailed, and Lu Bing's eardrums were a little numb.
Wang Zhi only reacted now that it was his kind mother who fell in a pool of blood with a Japanese sword stuck in his chest.
This woman, who has only shown her face less than five times since Lu Bing and others came here, has a smile on her face every time she shows up. She has hot tea, meals, or bedding... other times, She stayed in the kitchen...
Lu Bing didn't remember the original look of her distorted face, but he could feel a trace of sorrow and coolness.
Wang Zhi knelt beside his mother and cried, but there was no tear, and he did not dare to touch her mother's body. Lu Bing sighed. He knew that Wang Zhi still couldn't convince himself that his ordinary but loving mother was dead, and his poor but warm home was gone...
Shishi and Yang Sen stood not far behind Wang Zhi, but they didn't know whether to lift Wang Zhi up or how to comfort him.
Liu Biao suddenly walked into the back room, took out a sheet of cloth, and walked to Wang Zhi’s mother. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the Japanese sword, and then covered the sheet of cloth on Wang Zhi’s mother, covering the heart-wrenching Face... It's a pity that I can't cover up the bleeding blood.
Wang Zhi stared blankly at Liu Biao's movements. When he saw the Japanese sword pulled out of his mother's chest, he trembled. When he saw the mother in front of him turned into a cloth, he suddenly It broke out: "Mother! Don't go!"
Wang Zhi stretched out his hand to open the sheet, but Liu Biao kicked him down!
Liu Biao put the bloody Japanese sword beside Wang Zhi.
"Use this knife to avenge your mother..."
Liu Biao's tone is light, because the pain he has endured is more than a thousand times more...
Of course, in everyone's heart, the death of their loved ones is the most painful.
Wang Zhi stared at the blood knife blankly. He suddenly tore a white cloth from his underwear and tied it to his head. Then he grabbed the Japanese knife and was about to rush out.
Unexpectedly, Liu Biao didn't let him go. He was facing his face and knocked him to the ground with a punch.
"Vengeance is not by impulse, but by calmness." Liu Biao's face sank like water: "Impulsiveness will only kill you."
"I'm not afraid of death!" Wang Zhi yelled viciously, covering his face and holding the knife.
"But your mother is afraid that you will die..." Liu Biao's tone was still faint, but his words smashed all Wang Zhi's strength.
Wang Zhi knelt and sat on the ground blankly, looking at the white cloth that was stained with blood, and finally shed tears.
"I have also lost my relatives... three times..." Liu Biao seemed to be talking about other people's things: "I also lost someone who I thought cared about me... Everything tells me that anger can't solve anything... If you want revenge, you have to Calm down and think about it, how can we get revenge, how can we commemorate the head of the enemy in front of my mother!"
Wang Zhi listened stupidly, thinking stupidly...
He woke up suddenly, climbed up to Lu Bing with his hands and feet together and knelt down, knocking his head.
Lu Bing sighed and helped Wang Zhiqiang up: "You don't need to do this, I will definitely help you."
Wang Zhi expressed his gratitude and said loudly, "Big Brother Lu, as long as you avenge me, I will sell my life to you! I will lead you in the next half of my life!"