The Little Fox of the Leader's House [Time Traveling]

There is an ordinary small Zhuangzi in the west of Liuzhou. Because most of the people living here are surnamed Wan, it was named Wanjiazhuang.Generation after generation of people were born and died here, without any merits that shine through the annals of history, and without stains that will last forever. It can be said that they are too ordinary to be ordinary.

Until more than a hundred years ago, a young man surnamed Wan learned an extraordinary kung fu from somewhere, won the first prize in a martial arts competition, and became famous ever since.Time flies, and the descendants rely on the unique skills passed down from their ancestors to go all over the world, but the word "Wanjiazhuang" has gained more and more weight in the world.Gradually, "Wanjiazhuang" has become synonymous with this family.

If other people with the surname Wan who live here want to introduce themselves to the outside world, after saying that they are from "Wanjiazhuang", they always add a sentence: "It's not the very powerful and famous Wanjiazhuang, but they live nearby. It's just a name", quite a bit careful to disregard the relationship.There always seems to be a little distance between Jianghu people and ordinary people.People in the Jianghu look down on the mediocrity of ordinary people.

At present, all martial arts sects are silent, but Wanjiazhuang is still active, making friends with heroes from all walks of life, faintly becoming the leader.Walking in the rivers and lakes, no matter whether it is true or false, most people have to give them three points.

And now, the territory of Wanjiazhuang—in the narrow sense of Wanjiazhuang—is on fire.From the moment the flame rose to the point where it spread out of control, it took only a blink of an eye.Surprised and terrified, the crowd rushed to tell each other and competed to put out the fire, but it seemed to have little effect.The flames soaring into the sky and the setting sun in the west reflected each other, dyeing the eyes of the onlookers red.

Now that the Wan family has developed, their territory is naturally not limited to the small piece of Wanjiazhuang, but Wanjiazhuang is where their ancestral temple is located, recording their glorious deeds from generation to generation.Just now, the ancestral hall, together with the inheritance passed down from the ancestors, was completely burned down by a fire.

People in Jianghu have more face than heaven, and this kind of thing of being smashed into their lair is enough to make them irreconcilable.

Xiao Heng and Gu Changqing watched the fire gradually go out from a distance, Xiao Heng frowned slightly, Gu Changqing asked: "Is it an accident?"

Xiao Heng simply shook his head: "Did you find that the fire just now was a bit strange?"

Gu Changqing thought about it for a while: "The fire started very fiercely, and there was an endless stream of people coming forward to put out the fire, but they couldn't stop it at all..."

Xiao Heng interrupted him: "Apart from the fierce momentum, what's so strange about the fire itself?"

Gu Changqing tried his best to recall the simple scene, and said hesitantly: "The color of the flame... seems a little strange, there is a flash of green light in the red and yellow flame."

At this moment, someone downstairs yelled: "The Banquet of Ten Thousand Devils! That's...that...the Banquet of Ten Thousand Devils!" At the end of the speech, the teeth chattered.Some people around exclaimed, and then immediately stopped talking, as if they were frightened by something.

Xiao Heng frowned.Gu Changqing was puzzled, Wanmoyan?feast?flame?Is it the color of the fire just now?What does Fireworks of Ten Thousand Demons mean?

Xiao Heng seemed to want to confirm something, and took Gu Changqing a little closer to Wanjiazhuang.On the road was a crowd of people who were terrified, and further inside were people from Wanjiazhuang, each with sad and indignant expressions, staring at passers-by with suspicion in their eyes, wishing to catch the arsonist out of them immediately.

A large area is now full of scorched earth, and only the ruins and broken tiles all over the ground illustrate its former glory.Gu Changqing found that these remnants were also very strange, all of them showed an abnormal dark red color, just like after blood had clotted.At first glance, it seems that the ruins are covered with blood, and there is a gloomy atmosphere.

Xiao Heng said softly: "The fire started like a banquet of ten thousand demons, and ghosts and fires were everywhere. After the fire went away, it was like a banquet of ten thousand demons, leaving only blood on the ground. This... is the old master of the demon sect. There are many heroes and heroes, and they are also used for deterrence and warning. Since his death, no one knows how to make this 'Magic Banquet'."

In the end, her voice trembled a little.

Gu Changqing said: "You mean...the old leader is not dead yet?"

"No, he must be dead. We cut him into meat paste with our own hands. Even if he is really a demon, it will be difficult to bring him back to life." Xiao Heng wiped his face and regained his calm tone, "It must be Someone has figured out how."

Gu Changqing glanced at him without showing any trace: "Could it be... someone from the inside of Wanmo Nest?"

Xiao Heng shrugged his shoulders: "People's hearts are far away, who knows, so we have to check slowly after we go back. What we have to worry about now is how to leave Liuzhou."

At this time, the crowd stirred up and gave way one after another.A group of people walked in, the leader was a man in his 30s, looking at the ruins on the ground, his face was ashen.Someone came forward and reported in a low voice that about [-] people died, the person who set the fire was still unknown, and so on.The man said angrily: "The Demon's Banquet, good! Good! No matter who set the fire, the Demon Cult's Ten Thousand Demon's Banquet can't run away. I, Wan Peng, haven't found the Ten Thousand Demon's Nest yet, and he, Xiao Heng, dares to come here provocatively." From now on, the Wan Family and the Demon Cult are at odds!"

The people below responded one after another, and some even pointed out that the murderer must not have gone far, so they searched rigorously, vowing to get the demon cult monster who set the fire.

Xiao Heng: "...Look. It's going to be rough soon."

Gu Changqing: "...Then what should I do?"

Xiao Heng has an identity left over from previous missions. No one can trust the old leader. The information about Xiao Heng, Bian Yu and others is all secretly remembered that no one will be told. After death, it will be more convenient for these people. No one knows about the change of identity.Now that Xiao Heng and Gu Changqing are staying in Liucheng, their safety is safe for the time being, but they have to cross the Guanlan River to return to Wanmo Nest, and the inspections along the coast have become more stringent, so they dare not act rashly for a while.

Xiao Heng also secretly ordered the local sub-rudder to suspend all activities, and everything will be discussed after the wind has passed.

After arranging most of the things, Xiao Heng and Gu Changqing became a little idle.Traveling east and west throughout the day, sometimes it is to inquire about news, sometimes it is aimless.Wanjiazhuang enlisted many disciples, and planned to cross the Guanlan River within a few days, and after reuniting with Qianxingzhai, they will hold a martial arts meeting to discuss the plan to crusade against the Demon Cult.The momentum was huge and attracted a lot of discussion.

Everyone said that the Devil's Cult might be dying.

Xiao Heng, on the other hand, looked indifferent. He said: "The devil's sect's vitality has long been exhausted, but the world is still frightened, and always regards some homeless people hiding in the cave of ten thousand demons as imaginary enemies. Chaos At the same time, it is said that the Demon Cult is fishing in troubled waters; when there is no movement, it is said that the Demon Cult is plotting tricks, it is almost full."

Gu Changqing said: "But now all the families are connected together, and they are determined to deal with the Demon Cult."

Xiao Heng said: "Wait until they get together, this group of people will not obey anyone, and there will inevitably be friction when they get together, and they can be mixed in and divided."

He said it easily, but the atmosphere in Liucheng is not easy now.Wan Peng, the owner of Wanjiazhuang, was probably very angry, or in order to save face, he arranged a large number of people to strictly follow him, and if he found any suspicious persons, he would immediately control them.I would rather kill by mistake than let it go.

People in Liucheng were panicked, the people dared not move around at will, even the government was alarmed, but they were powerless to intervene in the pursuit of revenge in the rivers and lakes.

Xiao Heng and Gu Changqing also reduced the number of times they went out. Often Xiao Heng heard that there were traces of people from the Demon Cult and ran over to see what happened.Several contact points were almost exposed, but fortunately, Xiao Heng gave the order early and covered them up without any risk.

That night, Gu Changqing was about to take a rest when he suddenly heard a soft knock outside the door.Listen carefully, but there is the sound of someone passing by the door quickly. Although the footsteps and breathing are soft, you can still tell that there are five or six people.After a while, another three or four people passed by.This was repeated several times, and there were about twenty people before and after.

These people took advantage of the night and rushed to the east one after another.

Gu Changqing heard two of them talking in a low voice, and one of them said, "What's the matter with the Second Young Master hurriedly asking us to go to Chuiliu Lake? Don't tell the Eldest Young Master."

Another person said: "Who knows? Anyway, let's go and have a look. Recently, it's not peaceful." At the end, the voice faded away, and it was obvious that the person had gone away.

"Knock knock", there was a soft knock on the door.Gu Changqing was holding his breath and listening to the movement outside the door, but he was startled.Thinking about it again, Xiao Heng was in the courtyard, and there was no one else knocking on the door, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After opening the door, it was indeed Xiao Heng, he said: "I want to go out and have a look, you should be careful here alone, if someone comes, don't panic, no one will recognize you."

Before Gu Changqing could react, Xiao Heng disappeared in a flash.He was wearing a black night suit, and he merged with the night with a slight movement.Gu Changqing's heart sank, Xiao Heng's sudden departure obviously had something to do with the people who just passed by.In the middle of the night, don't know what will happen?

I was worried in my heart, but there was nothing I could do about it. Among other things, he didn't even know how to do light work, and he had never even formally fought with others after taking shape. At this time, he really couldn't do anything.Just as he was about to close the door, he was suddenly blocked by a hand from the outside.Gu Changqing was startled, and slapped out without thinking, but was quickly stopped by someone: "Don't get excited, it's me."

But Xiao Heng turned back again: "I thought, if it is troublesome to divert the tiger away from the mountain, you should come with me."

He pulled Gu Changqing involuntarily, and jumped onto the roof.After a few ups and downs, he caught up with those people before him.However, more than 20 people were seen scattered and landed on the bank of a large lake in the east, secretly encircling them.

Weeping Willow Lake is a famous lake in Liucheng, dotted like a pearl in the east of the city, the water is very clear, and the rows of weeping willows on the shore are picturesque, adding a lot of color to the lake.Although it is late, there are still many people walking by the lake to enjoy the cool air, some people find a teahouse to drink comfortably alone, and some even invite relatives and friends to exchange glasses in the restaurant near the lake, which is a lively scene.

There are all kinds of painted boats in the lake, and the singing of Qingyue, a singer, is faintly heard behind the low-hanging gauze curtains, exuding a charming scene.How can a prosperous place lack the sound of stringed songs?

At this time, there was someone standing in front of a painting boat in a puzzled manner, holding a broad-bladed sword in his hand: "Everyone from the Devil's Cult should stand up on their own."

The voice is not high, but the tone is chilling.

Xiao Heng showed a toothache expression: "This is troublesome, it turned out to be the second child of the Wan family."