No, gentlemen also guard against

Chapter 237

On the west bank of Butterfly Creek, Guyue Sword Shop.

In the towering sword furnace rooms, the craftsmen who received the order went out in a daze, and gathered towards the Longzhantai.

At this moment, it was almost noon, and the sun was about to rise to the sky.

Among the craftsmen, some old and stooped swordsmiths suddenly turned their heads and stared blankly at the sword furnace that had been out of flame for many years on the mountainside under the clear sky.

Most of the other craftsmen didn't realize it at all, but looked curiously at the figures of slaves in green clothes and men in black who suddenly appeared in the sword shop, patrolling and watching.

Just when the craftsmen of the entire sword shop were brought to the dragon-slaying platform by the river by Liu Zilin, Liu Fu and other stewards.

Liu Zi'an was squatting on the edge of the dragon-zhan platform by the water, lowered his head, and placed a memorial tablet in an orderly manner, as well as incense burners, fruit plates and other sacrificial objects.

"Brother, you died so badly. Today, my third brother and I are here to avenge you."

Liu Zian inserted three sticks of incense and sighed.

Before the audience participating in the ceremony was fully assembled, Liu Zian turned his head and whispered to the attendants who were looking sideways on the high platform:
"You guys go down and watch first, the third brother is here, let him come up and pay homage to elder brother."

"Yes."

The entourage retreated to the audience, leaving only Liu Zian and a bound young magistrate on the high platform.

"Ho ho ho..."

At Liu Ziwen's open-air tablet, there was a strange low-pitched laughter echoing.

"Brother, why did I see you die? I'm so happy."

Liu Zian turned his back to the crowd below.

"Father is not satisfied with giving you all the family property, so he tied me up with the family's filial piety all day long.

"You want to be a big brother that much?"

He whispered in a voice unheard:
"I can't practice Qi, so I want us to accompany you honestly. I am dissatisfied with my contact with the Yucheng female fairy, and I want to give up the tripod sword to Wei Shi, just to change those powerful positions?

"But once you embark on the path of Qi training, you have to be vigilant against alienation, and you can't easily get too close to the top power and run counter to it.

"In the final analysis, what is the sacrifice for the interests of the family, Liu Ziwen, you are just selfish..."

He heard the footsteps of Liu Zilin and others returning from the other side of the stage.

Liu Zi'an stood up slowly with a trembling smile, wiped his face first, then turned around, his face was normal, and went to greet him.

When passing by someone, Liu Zian suddenly heard a declarative sentence:

"Liu Ziwen was killed by you."

Liu Zian glanced at the young county magistrate who suddenly spoke, kept walking, smiled and shook his head and said:

"No, you killed it, Ouyang Lianghan, you are the one who killed my elder brother."

At this time, Liu Zilin had already walked over, and said expectantly:

"Second brother, everything is ready, everyone has been summoned."

"Well done, third brother."

Liu Zian patted Liu Zilin on the shoulder, raised his chin, and signaled him to pay respects to Liu Ziwen's tablet.

Everything is ready.

He turned his face, smiled and narrowed his eyes, walked towards Ouyang Lianghan, and slowly drew out his waist knife.

boom -

boom -

But at this moment, a series of explosions came from a distance, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, resounding inside and outside the sword shop.

Liu Zi'an and Liu Zilin were both startled. When they looked around, they could vaguely see strange green flames rising from time to time outside the Gu Yue Sword Shop in the distance, which were quite familiar.

Immediately afterwards, there was another burst of roaring and charging sounds, which seemed to overturn everyone's spiritual cap.

Liu Zi'an and Liu Zilin suddenly turned their heads to look at each other, their eyes were both startled and uncertain: "Fentian shark oil?"

"Patriarch, third son, it's not good! You're from the county government!"

Liu Fu hurried over with someone:

"The county government doesn't know where to find such a common man, Minyong, who crossed the river in a group of official boats, and was desperately attacking our sword shop, throwing strange oil everywhere, blowing up the sword furnace..."

Liu Zilin's face was gloomy: "How is it possible! Who gave these unruly people the guts, we'll be fine if we don't bother them, and dare to attack our Liu family!"

Liu Zian frowned, and suddenly asked:

"Who is organizing it? That Diao is greedy for life and afraid of death, so there's no way he has the guts. That Yantouqing doesn't have the prestige and means to call on the people..."

"I don't know yet. But I did see people from the county government in it."

Liu Fu had a bitter face:
"This group of thugs looks organized and disciplined, so there must be someone commanding behind them, but our people were caught off guard by the beating, and are retreating steadily, trying to garrison, and we haven't seen the leader yet."

On the high platform, Liu Zian and Liu Zilin looked at each other.

Liu Zilin's face was ugly, and he gritted his teeth: "Could it be that stinky bitch surnamed Xie is back?"

"Hahaha……"

Suddenly there was a loud laugh from behind.

"Ouyang Lianghan, why are you laughing!"

Liu Zian's eyes were sharp, and he glanced at the panicked craftsmen who were watching from the audience, and rushed behind the young county magistrate.

Liu Zian grabbed his hair, held the Sen Leng Bai Knife, and said with a sneer:

"You think they'll save you in time? Do you think we're idiots who talk too much and let people go?"

Liu Zian turned his head and quickly ordered:
"Liu Fu, let the brothers stand up for a while."

"Third brother, go and bring the memorial tablet of the eldest brother, let the eldest brother see it with his own eyes, the head of the enemy!"

Liu Zian grabbed Ouyang Lianghan's hair crown who was leaning forward and backward with a smile, and dragged it to the side of the high platform without delay, exposing it to the many craftsmen in the audience.

Beheading is ready.

In the background of a series of explosions that are getting closer and closer.

Liu Zian's eyes flickered, he reached into his sleeve with his right hand, and took out a bronze mask.

But the hand is only halfway out.

But someone was faster than him - referring to the matter of picking out the mask.

Liu Zian's eyes widened sharply, reflecting the silent scene in front of him... "Ouyang Lianghan" closed his eyes and raised his head, smiling at the corner of his mouth, taking off a mask from his face.

"You...you...you have..."

Liu Zi'an's eyes were filled with unimaginable and unbelievable expressions.

Liu Ashan placed the bronze mask he took off at his feet.

He knelt down with shackles all over his body, and his dull face with the word "Yue" tattooed on it had never laughed so heartily. He smiled at the sword shop craftsmen and former colleagues under the high platform:

"It's the real county magistrate who came to rescue us, everyone, don't go all the way with the Liu family.

"Everyone in the world says that bad people come out of poor villages. Our Wuyue Dragon City is indeed ashamed to have the bully Liu's family, but it's definitely not just cowardly people. I don't agree..."

Liu Ashan's words stopped abruptly.

Because Liu Zian rushed forward like crazy, punched and kicked Liu Ashan,
"Fuck your lady! Liu Ashan, your lady is sick!

Liu Zi'an couldn't bear the anger, and beat him like venting:
"Ouyang Lianghan is just an outsider. He dived into the water to save him, and he was a running dog who was loyal to him. Now he is beheading his lady. Are you mentally ill? Ah? Could it be that he is the ancestor who jumped out of your ancestral grave? No way?!"

Liu Ashan climbed up with difficulty, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, he still raised his proud head, raised his swollen face, and squinted at Liu Zian and Liu Zilin.

"Ancestor? The master is not as shameful as you two filial and immoral descendants of the Liu family."

The red, swollen and blue eyes could only open a small slit, but in the eyes of everyone at this moment, they just appeared to be extremely contemptuous, and spit out the eight characters:

"The private ones are temporary, and the public ones last forever."

Liu Zi'an and Liu Zilin's eyes became redder when they heard it.

"you wanna die!"

There is a snow-white knife light on the high platform.

Under the torrential rain of punches and kicks, and the sharp blades getting closer and closer to the neck.

Although the dull man was kneeling on the ground with a broken leg, he still straightened his back, turning a deaf ear to everything around him.

"Dragon...Dragon City is not limited to you...a family named Liu.

"My lord, I saw it, I really saw it..."

Liu Ashan's body was on the verge of falling, he raised his bruised and swollen face, and tried to see clearly the small Jiangnan town in front of him, which was nurtured by Butterfly Creek but suffered a lot of disasters, and murmured hoarsely:

"Nai Zhan Hengyu, Zai Xin Zai... Ben."

Someone murmured with a smile.

Someone cursed with red eyes.

There are also people who are numb and look on.

a moment.

The high platform fell into a sudden silence.

A stream of scalding blood from the laryngeal artery splashed on the hard ancient stone bricks of the Zhanlongtai.

Like the dawn, the bright and beautiful morning glow sprayed from the dark horizon of the eastern sky.

The artisans in the audience fell into a deathly silence.

Liu Zian's trembling palm tried twice before inserting the red blade into the scabbard and returning it to its place.

Under the gaze of the audience, Liu Zian stepped forward with a gloomy face. He used a scabbard made of black iron to smash the familiar bronze mask on the ground that once belonged to the fairy Yuxi to pieces.

Immediately, the head of the Liu family quickly glanced at the sky with his bloodshot eyes.

He took Liu Zilin and Liu Fu who didn't say a word, and left Zhanlongtai in a hurry.

Under the quaint high platform, a group of craftsmen remained silent.

On the front stage, there was only a motionless back of a man facing the crowd of craftsmen below the stage, but facing the stream and the county town.

……

Ouyang Rong suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood mist he sprayed splashed all over Yan Liulang's concerned face looking back.

Everything happened between lightning and flint.

Yan Liulang couldn't catch it, and wiped his bloody face with his palm: "Mingfu, what's wrong with you!"

Ouyang Rong, who was leading a large army to attack Jianpu and desperately pushed towards Zhanlongtai, stopped slowly, holding the ruined wall of the bombed building beside him with his hands. He lowered his head and covered his mouth, vomiting blood endlessly.

"Ben...I'm fine...you take the brothers and move on."

Ouyang Rong raised his head in a daze, looked up at the sky and murmured:

"The mask is gone... Ah Shan's mask... is gone..."

He coughed up blood, panted heavily, and took deep breaths over and over again, but the blood still flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Not long ago, Ouyang Rong's dantian had just accumulated a little spiritual energy, and it was running wild in disorder, like a glass of clear water that has temporarily become turbid.

This strange injury is very similar to the sudden vomiting of blood after the first awakening of Fairy Yucheng.

Yan Liulang frowned in embarrassment, he hesitated to speak.

At this time, Ah Qing, who had been closely following the main force at the rear, panted forward and took out a handkerchief to wipe Ouyang Rong's mouth.

But was dodged by the latter.

Ouyang Rong trembled slightly, turned his head, and wiped his bloody mouth with the back of his veined hand indiscriminately, leaving half of his bloody face, but he didn't dare to turn his head to look at Ah Qing.

Not even a glance.

"Brother Yan, is Master okay?" Ah Qing was at a loss and panicked.

Yan Liulang swallowed.

Since he met him, the head catcher in blue had never seen such a frightened and painful young county magistrate.

Ouyang Rong stood up suddenly, with short black hair, head drooping, hands on the wall, and tried to move forward.

Just listen to his trembling voice command:
"Liulang, give me 100 men immediately, and you take the rest of the army to continue to attack Zhanlongtai."

Yan Liulang was taken aback for a moment: "Where is... Mingfu going?"

"Go and do what I should do. You... continue to rush to Zhanlongtai, as soon as possible, you must...you must find Ah Shan." Ouyang Rong said in a daze: "He has been waiting for us for too long."

"As ordered."

"Wait, there are more, these 100 people, you can choose. If you are under [-] or the only seedling in the family, you are not allowed to choose one of the two."

Both Yan Liulang and Ah Qing were awe-inspiring.

Ouyang Rong wiped his bloody mouth with his sleeve, and said softly:

"In addition, how much burning sky shark oil is left, transfer it all to me."

Under the unquestionable tone of the young county magistrate, Yan Liulang had no choice but to accept the order, and went to select manpower and arrange shark oil.

Ouyang Rong held the moonlight long sword horizontally in both hands, and turned his back to the direction of Zhanlongtai alone, staring at the lonely sword furnace on Xiaogu mountain that had been out of flame for many years, but at this moment, the sword energy soared to nine days.

His expression was surprisingly calm:

"Ashan, the master is here to accompany you."

……

If you look around from Xiaogushan at this moment.

The river on the west bank is full of official ships.

The Guyue Sword Shop below, which occupies a vast area, is emitting black smoke everywhere, and strange green flames explode from time to time, accompanied by the sound of the sword furnace building collapsing.

At the foot of the mountain, there was an endless stream of fighting sounds between the policeman Minyong and the slaves and private soldiers.

Liu Zian silently withdrew his gaze.

On the mountain road leading to the halfway up the mountain, with a gloomy face, he led Liu Zilin, Liu Fu, and the servants of the direct line to the Jiazi Jianlu in a hurry.

At the foot of the mountain, the sword shop that the Liu family had been running for many years was surrounded by fire, causing Liu Zilin to gnaw his molars into pieces. His face was full of grief and pain, and on the way up the mountain, he had already greeted the eighteen generations of Ouyang Rong's ancestors for a hundred years. all over.

Liu Zian, who was walking in the forefront, buried his head on his way and ignored it.

He only occasionally glanced at the sun above his head in a hurry, and continued to rush towards the Jia-shaped sword furnace.

Fortunately, it was not yet two quarters noon when the old gentleman reported to the Wei family.

The plan is still under the control of him and the old man.

Liu Zian let out a long breath, with a look of joy in his eyes.

He heard the angry voice of the impulsive and idiot third brother behind him.

Liu Zian reached into his arms calmly, touched a book of sword formulas that had been translated, and a brand new bronze mask that was shining faintly.

Although an annoying accident occurred in the original plan and he was not promoted to the ninth rank, it was not that there was no backup plan.

For example... quietly take away the Mohist sword box containing the tripod sword in advance, and look for sacrifices later, first get the things, put on the mask and leave.

A group of people finally arrived at the Jiazi Sword Stove halfway up the mountain.

The door of the sword furnace room is closed at this moment.

Walking to the lawn in front of the Jianlu room, Liu Zian suddenly stopped slowly.

He stared at the quiet and dilapidated wooden door in front of him, and frowned slightly.

Liu Zian turned his head to look around, raised his hand suddenly, and the followers behind him immediately stopped.

He turned his face slightly and gestured:
"Third brother... and Liu Fu, you two go in first, visit the old man, and inform me that I'm coming."

"Yes!" Liu Zilin and Liu Fu were stunned, nodded without hesitation, opened the door first, and walked into the Jiazi sword furnace room...

(End of this chapter)