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Chapter 120 Don't use a knife until the extreme

Chapter 120 Don’t use a knife until you reach the extreme

After returning from Longxing Temple, Xiaodi was seized by her mother and dragged into her room: "Daughter, people say you are close to the water, but what about you? You can't eat meat, and now you can't even drink soup. The young master doesn't treat you well.

Okay? Don't think that your mother is a philistine. Yes, your mother is interested in the young master's character, family background and wealth, but you don't want to take advantage of it. Your father is the chief manager of the Yang family. If you can enjoy it, your mother will also enjoy it.

When you arrive, you will have no worries about food and clothing. Even if you stay with the young master, our family will not change much. But your father and mother are old, how can we not worry about you? Why don't we find you a husband who can be entrusted to you for the rest of your life?

Jun, are we relieved?"

Xiaodi pouted and suddenly threw herself on the bed, blocking her ears with the quilt. Xiao was so angry that he picked up the broom and slapped her hard on the buttocks. Xiaodi screamed...

In Xia Xun's room, Xia Xun and Peng Ziqi sat across from each other, with a letter lying quietly between them.

Peng Ziqi had finished reading and asked Xia Xun: "This should be written by a woman. The handwriting is beautiful and meticulous. I can also smell a faint fragrance. It should be a very young woman."

Xia Xun smiled: "The thing you paid attention to is really special. I want to ask, do you think what is said in the letter is true or false?"

Peng Ziqi looked at him and said sourly: "I don't know who this person is. He just sent you a letter to warn you. Why don't you care? Maybe he is one of your confidante."

Xia Xun burst out laughing: "I knew this was what you were so worried about. How could I have any confidante? Even if I did, she couldn't be here."

Peng Ziqi thought about it and it was true. Even if he was really a confidante, it should be Yang Xu's bad fate and it should not have anything to do with Xia Xun. He felt more comfortable. After thinking about it, he said: "If this is the case, this

Why a woman does this is intriguing, what does she want?"

Xia Xun said helplessly: "Can't you check whether the content of this letter is true or false?"

Peng Ziqi couldn't help but want to laugh, and then said: "What is said in the letter should be true. If everything is true according to what is said in the letter, it is not impossible that our money boxes and baskets have been lost to others. If it is said that someone will

It is impossible to take it from me, so we give it to you first. Our property is enough for twenty carts, and it is not easy to defraud it. As long as we are wary and pay attention, no one can get it."

Xia Xun nodded and said, "Well, that's what I mean too. In that case, what do you think we should do?"

Peng Ziqi straightened his slender waist, pressed the handle of the knife tightly, and said with murderous intent: "The soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it. I want to see which blind thing dares to disturb Tai Sui's head and take advantage of our family!"

Xia Xun stared at her without saying anything. Peng Ziqi took a peek, slumped his shoulders, smiled guiltily, and asked in a low voice: "Then what do you think we should do?"

Xia Xun sighed, opened his hands, dusted his sleeves, and said slowly: "Zi Qi..."

"Um!"

"As for your official family, you are a gentry and a scholar with a good reputation. Now that you are my woman, don't shout and kill at every turn, dance with guns and sticks, okay? When you can reason, don't

Use the knife. Don’t use the knife if you can handle matters that can be dealt with by officials, eh?"

"oh……"

Xia Xun stood up and tightened his belt. Peng Ziqi stood up and asked, "Where are you going?"

Xia Xun said: "Inspection Department!"

Looking at Xia Xun's leaving figure, Peng Ziqi twitched the corner of his mouth quietly: "Hey, when you kill people, you don't even blink. You are ten times more ferocious than me. Why are you pretending to be a gentle man? Hmph!"

Wan Songling and others were very patient, and they followed until they reached Haotang Mountain before going down the mountain.

They divided the people into several groups. The first group was led by him personally, pretending to be a merchant selling jujubes, and set out on the road at the same time as Xia Xun's convoy, traveling together, traveling together, deliberately getting close to each other on the road, and establishing friendship.

The second group of people set up obstacles on the road. It is difficult to stop a single traveler, but they have many means to stop a huge convoy from being stagnant for a day and a half.

The third group of people occupied a small temple on the road in advance, controlled the monks in the temple, put on their cassocks and pretended to be monks, waiting for their guests who had delayed their journey and needed to find a place to stay at Wansongling. They went to the temple to stay in the temple under the leadership of others, and made plans for several monks' houses in the temple in advance, including rice porridge, tea, secret doors to the monks' houses, and various possibilities. As for the specific ones to use, it was up to the people pretending to be monks to adapt to the situation.

The fourth wave of people act cheaply and do the job of patching up the pot. If there is a flaw in any link, they need to make up for it according to several plans prepared in advance to ensure that Chachi's plan still returns to the original track. If everything goes wrong If it develops smoothly, then their mission is to cover the safe evacuation of the exposed accomplices afterwards without leaving any loopholes.

Therefore, this fourth group and Wan Songling and others who came with Xia Xun are the leader and the tail. They are the key to grasping the overall situation and correcting omissions in the entire plan. They are the most important people among them. They must have smart people. Mind, such people are rare, which is why Wansongling approached Xie Yufei.

This girl is smart and alert, not only beautiful as a flower, but also brave and careful. He admires it very much. He also plans to officially recruit Xie Yufei to join the business after the business is completed. If such an outstanding talent works alone, it will only be a small matter. What a pity.

He was not worried that Xie Yufei would betray him. Everyone was a liar. She would just walk away and stay out of the matter. How could there be any reason to ruin his good deeds? Besides, this girl also showed her greed. Since she had cheated Zhao Zikai, that big businessman, certainly had no reason to let go of Yang Xu, a fat sheep. Why not give her one load of twenty carts of property? He also wanted to train this girl to be his deputy.

But he never expected that Xie Yufei would write to Xia Xun and really send a warning.

As a result, he successfully met Xia Xun, and the two became brothers and became friends on the journey.

They successfully discovered that the road was damaged and it was too late to change course that day.

He successfully brought Xia Xun and his family to a temple at the foot of a mountain not far away. It was said that he often passed by this place when doing business and was an old horse who knew the way. Xia Xun followed happily.

He asked Xia Xun to unload his belongings smoothly and locked them all in a meditation hall, even though there were people guarding the door.

Finally, the men from the Fengyang Inspection Department suddenly appeared and successfully rescued the real monks who were locked in the cellar, killing them all...

On the top of the mountain, in the forest, two girls stood side by side, watching Xia Xun's motorcade continue to head south.

Nan Feifei crooked Xie Yufei's shoulder: "I've left, and I will go to your house to propose marriage when I get back. What's the use of whether you are willing or not? My elder brother is like my father, and your brother makes the decision. In fact, he is not a bad person.

If you are rich and beautiful, how about you go home and wait to get married? You don’t have to run around like this in the future."

Xie Yufei said irritably: "Can you please stop making so much noise? Stop annoying me!"

Nan Feifei curled his lips: "Again, I'm pretending to be the eldest sister. Please understand that in terms of age, I call you sister, and in terms of the order of entry, I am your sister. Your master is my mother. No matter how much older you are than me, you still have to

Call me Senior Sister."

Xie Yufei snorted and walked down the mountain. Nan Feifei said happily: "What, have you figured it out?"

Xie Yufei said: "I have to go back if I can't figure it out. My idiot brother... Sigh! Stop bothering me..."

Nan Feifei stuck out his tongue and murmured to himself: "When I didn't see him, you scolded him eight times a day, but you didn't actually care about him? Now that he's here, you put on airs and don't want to marry? I

It’s weird to believe you. Once you meet your elder brother, you still don’t obey his orders? Huh!”

Since the Qin and Han Dynasties, Moling has been the political, economic and cultural center of Jiangnan. It was not until the early years of the Three Kingdoms that Sun Quan moved this center to Jinling. Therefore, there is a saying in Jiangnan that "there was Moling first and then Jinling".

Moling Town is an important town with a prosperous market. It is a huge town, but it is rare for more than twenty large vehicles to rush in at once. Therefore, as soon as this convoy entered the town, it attracted the attention of the people in the town.

Manager Xiao was sitting on a cart at the front, well-dressed and with his chest held high. He looked excitedly at every plant, tree, brick and tile in Moling Town.

There is always a feeling of warmth in my heart when I leave a place that remains unchanged.

"I'm back, I'm finally back! Master, madam, you have spirits in heaven. You saw with your own eyes that our young master is back!"

Gently stroking the master's spiritual tablet hidden in his arms, Steward Xiao's eyes filled with excited tears.

Under his guidance, the motorcade walked through the streets and alleys, and gradually came to a long alley where two large locust trees welcomed visitors. The fourth house in the alley was Yang Dingkun's house.

"Master, our home is almost here, do you still remember this place?"

Unable to hold himself back, Manager Xiao jumped out of the car as soon as he entered the alley and ran to Xia Xun. Xia Xun also got out of the car and followed him on foot. Behind the convoy were many children from the town who were watching the excitement.

Xia Xun shook his head gently, and Manager Xiao couldn't help but smile with tears in his eyes: "Yes, when the young master left his hometown, he was still so young, how could he remember this place? Haha, young master, Lao Xiao will lead you, you see

, look at the two big willow trees at the door of the house, that is our home."

Seeing the courtyard door approaching, Manager Xiao ran over: "I'm afraid this lock can't be opened. It has been rusted to death for more than ten years. Master, how about we..."

Manager Xiao was about to open the courtyard door when he suddenly saw the courtyard door slightly open. He couldn't help but be startled: "What's going on? There's nothing left at home. Could it be that it was robbed?"

At this time, Xia Xun had already walked up to him. Seeing his appearance, he said in a deep voice: "Go in!"

Manager Xiao took a deep breath and pushed the courtyard door violently...

The courtyard is very messy, with a lot of straw thrown on the ground. Not far from the door, there is a big pit with a small half puddle of water. The bottom of the pit is white, which is the remnant left by someone who disturbed the plaster wall.

Looking to the right, when the new house was built and the bride was married, the nearly thirty elm trees that Yang Dingkun had planted with his own hands were gone. They were replaced by a row of sheds, with cows and donkeys raised in the sheds, and pig pens and sheep against the wall.

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As for the house, that three-room large tile-roofed house, the tiles on the roof have disappeared, revealing a yellow mud roof mixed with straw. The windows and doors are gone, and an old hen is leisurely pecking at insects on the empty window sill. .

Manager Xiao's face turned pale and then turned red. He was trembling and his forehead was so intense that veins protruded like earthworms: "Who is this? Who is this? Who made our house a place to raise livestock? Who demolished it? Our house, my God! Madam, where is the tomb of madam?" Steward Xiao rushed into the house with tears streaming down his face, and immediately saw a flock of chickens and geese running out from the door and window sill.

The servants who came from the Yang family were all furious. The master humiliated his subordinates. If his master suffered such humiliation, would his face look good?

Xia Xun's face slowly began to turn blue, and Peng Ziqi said worriedly: "Official..."

Xia Xun didn't say anything, he just put his hand to her waist and grabbed her Ghost Eye Knife.

Peng Ziqi said in panic: "Officer, you... what are you doing?"

Xia Xun smiled and said: "It's nothing. We are back home. Why don't we celebrate by killing chickens and sheep? Haha, you haven't seen me use a knife, have you? My knife skills are not as fancy as yours, and my moves are simple, but teach me My swordsman is a tiger general who has been on the battlefield for many years and has thousands of dead souls in his hands. His swordsmanship is the most practical. Do you want to see it?"

Xia Xun said and walked towards the livestock shed without waiting for an answer. When Xiaodi saw it, he grabbed a whistle stick, shouted with red eyes and tears: "Listen to the young master, kill them all!"

With so many members of the Yang family traveling far away, how could they not bring sticks, swords and guns for protection? As soon as they saw the master taking action, the servants pulled out sticks, swords and guns one after another. Immediately, the whole yard was filled with chickens and dogs, and blood was everywhere.

Peng Ziqi was a little at a loss. She had never done anything like killing chickens and dogs, and she had never experienced anything like being stepped on and shit on her head. Suddenly she saw Xia Xun running towards the cowshed, and Peng Ziqi suddenly Thinking of something, he hurriedly shouted: "Officials can't do it! According to the Ming Dynasty's laws, anyone who kills a cow is guilty of a serious crime!"

Xia Xun gritted his teeth and grinned ferociously, and raised the Ghost Eye Knife in his hand. He held the handle with both hands, and his feet were uneven, standing like a mountain. He saw a cold light flash in his hand, and the sharp steel knife was like a sword. Falling down.

"cut!"

"puff!"

What a fast knife! What a cunning force!

Xia Xun chopped off a huge bull's head with just one stroke of his knife, and sprayed his head and face with blood. The huge bull's head rolled to the ground, causing a commotion.

"Kill the gods and destroy the ghosts, it's all over! Kill! Kill! Kill, kill, kill!"

As Xia Xun yelled, Peng Ziqi really saw his sword skills.

Yes, his sword skills are indeed not as sophisticated and varied as the Five Tigers of the Peng Family's Door-Breaking Swords, but every time he strikes, he has the enemy but not himself, and moves forward indomitably. His steps are steady and powerful, and he moves quickly. The man and the sword merge into one, transforming into one. A series of lightning bolts, a fatal blow.

Wherever Xia Xun passed by, the shining sword light flickered, and with every flicker, there was a burst of blood. In a moment, he passed through the shed, and what was left behind him was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. A piece of, horrified.

The half-grown children who came to the door to watch the excitement were stunned. They ran out screaming: "Fourth uncle, fourth uncle, it's not good, it's not good, your cow has been killed."

"Third Uncle, Third Uncle, come and see, all your sheep will be killed!"

Xia Xun stepped out of the blood on the ground, handed the ghost-eye knife to Peng Ziqi, and smiled: "After more than ten years of separation, our house is really dilapidated, and we need to clean it up before we can move in. I made you laugh, but

…”

He looked back and said calmly: "My fellow villagers, the reception banquet prepared for us is quite sumptuous, what do you think?"


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