Although Xie Bangui kept running all the way, he did not forget to collect information about the Zheng family. He chased after the horses to report the rise and fall of the golden eagles, and sent all kinds of information to Xie Bangui in a steady stream.

Zhihuizhang looked at the golden eagles circling in the sky and joked: "It seems that your false title of Jinyiwei Qianshi is quite effective?"

Fatty Gao couldn't help but brag: "Mu San of Jinyiwei owes us two brothers a favor. Although the emperor gave us a false title, if Mu San nods, our false title will be almost the same as our real title, and we won't be able to accomplish big things.

We don’t want to talk about trivial things like using the guard station to collect .”

"Let's see what you can do..." Zhang Huazhang laughed and cursed, then turned to Xie Bangui and said, "How's the analysis going?"

Xie Bangui held the reins in one hand and the information in the other, and replied absently: "I'm a little confused. Tang Jueying, the ancestor of the Tang clan, has been dead for more than three hundred years. How could he suddenly come out of the grave and ride on Tang Jueying?"

The sedan chair ran to the Zheng family village? And even got into the grave of Zheng Ye, the ancestor of the Zheng family?"

Fatty Gao said carelessly: "Perhaps they had enmity before they were alive. Tang Jueying succeeded in practicing in the grave and went to the Zheng family to whip the corpse to take revenge."

"Nonsense!" Xie Bangui scolded with a smile: "Tang Jueying and Zheng Ye not only had no hatred during their lifetimes, but were also sworn brothers. After them, almost every generation of the Zheng family and the Tang family had marriages, and many people

with cousin blood

Source. It was not until the power of the Zheng family weakened that this marriage relationship gradually faded away. Although the marriage was changed from a direct marriage to a collateral line, it was never interrupted. This time, the direct grandson of the Zheng family married a concubine from a collateral line of the Tang family. Speaking of which, it is still

The Zheng family suffers."

The paper worker asked: "How can the Tang clan be so sure that it was Tang Jueying who killed the groom at the wedding banquet and got into the Zheng family's ancestral grave?"

Xie Bangui said: "The whole process of Tang Jueying's murder was clearly seen by Tang Jingfeng of the Tang Sect, and Tang Jueying used his famous Qing Gong 'Keeping a Photo'."

"Take a photo?" Zhang Zhang frowned slightly.

Fatty Gao interjected: "What is a photo?"

Zhihuozhang explained: "Legend has it that when the speed of Qing Gong reaches its extreme, although the body of the warrior leaves, the shadow will remain in place. In the past three hundred years, only Tang Jueying has practiced 'shadowing'. After his death, he used this technique

The peerless light kung fu was lost, and no one even in the direct lineage of the Tang Sect could master it. Although Tang Jingfeng's conclusion is a bit far-fetched, it is reasonable, so what else is there?"

Xie Bangui continued: "That night, Tang Jingfeng sent a message to the Tang Sect. The Tang Sect solemnly proposed to take back Tang Jueying's remains. However, doing so would inevitably dig up the Zheng family's ancestral graves. Naturally, the Zheng family sternly rejected it. As a result, the Zheng family sternly refused.

The two sides became more and more stalemate, and finally the Tang Sect sent a large number of elites to surround Zhengjiazhuang..."

Fatty Gao scolded: "The Tang family is too overbearing. You want to welcome your own ancestors but dig up other people's ancestral graves. Let's not talk about whether they agree or not. Even if they really agree, the Zheng family will never want to gain a foothold in the world in the future. This is not the case.

Are you going to ruin the Zheng family?"

Fatty Gao suddenly trembled: "Are they going to war? That old man..."

"The war hasn't started yet!" Xie Bangui said: "Tangmen has not done everything right. Now it is just cutting off the Zheng family's food supply and preparing to slowly force the Zheng family to compromise. Of course, the Zheng family did not sit still and wait for death. Several times

After breaking through the siege, some people ran away, some went to the Nine Martial Arts Sect for rescue, and some went to find others to help."

Xie Bangui paused and said: "The Tang Sect has started to take action because the low-level disciples died in the battle. Not only did they dispatch a large number of elites, they also transferred the death row camp from the Tang Sect headquarters to prepare to storm the Zheng Family Fort. The Zheng Family gathered

A group of desperadoes are also rushing to Zhengjiabao, and there is a possibility of war between the two sides at any time."

The paper said: "There is no response from the nine sects?"

"The Nine Sects sent elders to mediate..." Xie Bangui said scornfully: "However, they don't intend to offend the Tang Sect. Each of them moves extremely slowly. By the time they arrive, the Zheng family may have been breached by the Tang Sect.

.”

Fatty Gao said disdainfully: "It's not like digging up their ancestral graves. Why are the nine sects so anxious? It's better to wipe their necks and come quickly after waiting for them."

Xie Bangui smiled and said: "They are slow, let's find a way to make them go faster..."

While the two people were talking, a team of men and horses came over from the diagonal. The cavalry team of hundreds of people were all burly men in golden shirts. From their vigorous posture on the horse, you can see the strength of these people.

His kung fu skills have already gained considerable momentum, and coupled with the golden-backed machete behind him, his combat power is quite impressive.

Those people naturally saw Xie Bangui in front of them. One of them approached the leader and whispered: "Brother, it seems that the people in front of you are also going to Zheng's house. Should we go up and ask? If there are people along the way, let's get together."

Companion, if the enemy takes it, it will save us from leaving empty-handed, which will make our Golden Shirt Club look bad."

The leader of the Golden Shirt Club also looked at Xie Bangui and the others for a long time. Seeing that there were old and young, male and female among them, and there was a carriage in the cavalry team, he couldn't help but feel contempt: "You might as well go up and ask.

, so that you don’t have to just rush and have nothing to do..."

"Ahem..." Before the leader of the Golden Shirt Club could finish his words, he heard several coughs in his ears. Although the sound was not loud, it carried a warning tone. He was suddenly frightened and broke into a cold sweat. He turned to face the same pale face.

The deputy leader said: "Can they hear me?"

The deputy leader also stammered: "No way? It shouldn't be possible, right? There are dozens of feet between us, and there is the sound of horse hooves in the middle. If they can hear us, how high must their kung fu be?

No...or..."

The leader of the Golden Shirt Club waved his hands and said: "Tell the brothers to slow down and follow them from a distance. If you go a little further, you should reach the checkpoint. It's not too late to tell you then."

Just as the leader of the Golden Shirt Association said, after turning an intersection, the official road suddenly became quiet. Apart from the messy horse hooves, the only sound left was the sound of the wind blowing through the branches.

The paper sheet looked sideways at both sides of the pipe and seemed to be talking to himself: "The Tang Sect does indeed have some tricks. There is not even a leaf on the tree, and they can actually hide their figures. Another person might not be able to tell."

"Friend Gao Ming!" A Tang Sect disciple in red robe came out from behind the hill more than ten feet away. He cupped his hands to Xie Bangui and his party from a distance and said, "Are some of my friends here to help the Tang Sect in boxing, or are they here?

Cheer for the Zheng family. If you are here for friends from the Tang Sect, please go to the camp on the left to rest for a while. If you are going to the Zheng family, please go back!"

Xie Bangui sat on the horse and said carelessly: "Is the Tang Sect so majestic? You don't need to worry about where we go!"

The faces of the disciples from the Tang Sect opposite him changed, and he said coldly: "Are some of my friends going to propose a toast and be fined for it?"

Xie Bangui and his party had no intention of stopping at all: "I want to see how to eat the fine wine of Tang Clan?"

"Take it!" Before the Tang Sect disciple could finish his words, countless hidden weapons were already shooting from the trees on both sides of the official road.

Xie Bangui seemed to be unaware of it and was still immersed in driving. Until the hidden weapon approached, a black shadow suddenly flashed out of the carriage, sweeping around the cavalry like a whirlwind and then retreated back into the car. In just an instant, countless hidden weapons appeared

It was hit to the ground like a snowflake.

Before the Tang Sect disciples in the dark could recover, they heard someone in the car say in a deep voice: "Go back and tell Tang Jingyuan that an old friend is waiting for him in Zhengjiazhuang."

Where the voice fell, the Ghost Yamen Cavalry Team had already walked away. The Tang Sect disciples stared blankly at the hidden weapons on the ground and murmured to themselves: "Who is he?"

The leader in the golden shirt behind was so frightened that his palms broke into cold sweat: "I know who that is? Thank you for not provoking them!"

At this time, the Zheng Family Fort was filled with gloom and gloom. The head of the family, Zheng Xulan, was sitting hunched over on the Grand Master's chair. He looked like an old farmer who had been wronged but did not dare to speak out. There was no trace of the majesty of the head of the family.

Zheng Xiaofu rubbed his hands and said: "Dad, the fellow Jianghu people we invited either refused to come because they had something to do, or they were blocked by the Tang Sect. Those who have already come are also unstable..."

Zheng Xulan said helplessly: "Everyone is rushing to do it when it comes to drinking and eating meat. Is there anyone who is rushing to do it when it comes to losing your head? A friend in need is a friend indeed!"

A servant, Ding Xing, hurriedly ran in: "Master... Master... there are some friends from the world outside..."

Zheng Xulan said blankly: "Didn't the Tang Sect set up a trap?"

The servant said excitedly: "The people from the Tang Sect didn't stop them. The friends outside are very powerful..."

Zheng Xulan's eyes lit up: "Go out and have a look!"

Those responsible for intercepting relatives and friends of the Zheng family in the Tang Sect are at least the elite among the disciples in red. Anyone who can break in under their control will not be a simple character and is worthy of being personally greeted by the head of the Zheng family.

Zheng Xulan kept hearing people whispering while walking on the road

"Those friends are not simple! Although they are dusty, there is no blood on their bodies. They must have escaped unscathed when they broke through the barrier. These people are either extremely famous in the world and make the Tang Sect fearful, or they have extremely high cultivation levels.

…”

"I can't tell what their quality is. They're old, young, and there's a girl in there. No matter how you look at it, you can't tell that she's a master of martial arts."

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. You have to look at the eyes of those people. The old man's eyes are so bright and scary. Looking at him is like being stared at by a wolf. It makes people feel scared. It's absolutely unmistakable...

…”

"Let's not talk about whether these people can do it or not. The friendship of just breaking through the Tang Sect level is not something that ordinary people can achieve..."

Zheng Xulan was naturally excited and inexplicably excited. Before he even got close, he clasped his fists at the oldest paper worker from a distance and saluted: "Zheng Xulan has seen my brother, do you dare to ask me about Taipu?"

Paper Work Zhang smiled lightly and said: "The old man is just a paper tying artist. People who know me call me Paper Work Zhang."

"Brother, you are joking!" Zheng Xulan has indeed never heard of "paper tricks". If he had reported the big number of 'Zhang Wufei', Zheng Xulan might not even be able to stand still.
Chapter completed!