Wu Zhi suddenly stood up with Pan Jinlian in his arms and gently placed the beauty in his arms on the ground.
He looked at Shi Qian: "Are you sure?"
Shi Qian nodded repeatedly and pointed to the door. "The red-haired ghost Liu Tang is waiting outside the ferry with Chao Gai's body."
Wu Zhi frowned slightly: "Why did Liu Tang, the red-haired ghost, bring Chao Gai's body here?"
"Where's Song Jiang, where's Wu Yong, are all these guys dead?"
"I asked, but Liu Tang just didn't say anything." Shi Qian smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"It seems that after the death of Chao Gai, the King of Pagodas, this group of people broke into internal strife. Song Jiang is not a good person. Maybe as soon as Chao Gai died, he would fight to get the upper hand."
Wu Zhi shook his head. Although he looked down on Song Jiang's usual coyness, he knew that Song Jiang was an extremely shameless person.
Normally, you can't do this kind of thing.
So Wu Zhi immediately took the people on a small boat and arrived at the ferry outside Liangshanshuibo.
I saw a straw mat placed under a big tree next to the ferry, with a body lying on it.
The red-haired ghost Liu Tang was kneeling next to him, his head lowered.
He raised his head when he heard footsteps.
Seeing Wu Zhi, Liu Tang stood up immediately, looking excited.
"Wuzhi, my uncle is dead! If you avenge my uncle, I will give you my life!"
Wu Zhi did not speak, but slowly walked forward.
Looking at Chao Gai's body that was completely cold lying on the ground, he held a piece of white cloth in his hand and covered it with the body.
Then, he said to the red-haired ghost Liu Tang.
"I have a geomantic treasure land in Liangshan. Let the King of Heaven be buried there. I will avenge this!"
After Wu Zhi buried Chao Gai, he bid farewell to Pan Jinlian.
Although Li Ping'er and Yan Xijiao were silent, they were all thinking of ways to go out and make a living.
Wu Zhi naturally knew what these little girls were thinking, but it was a troubled time right now and he would definitely not let them out.
Later, Wu Zhi gathered his men and began to plan how to attack Zengtou City.
Now, Wu Zhi has 20,000 troops under his command.
With Wu Zhi's current wealth, he can afford to support even 50,000 or 100,000 yuan, let alone 20,000 yuan.
However, he strictly required that the number of soldiers in Zhenshui Villa should not exceed 20,000.
For Wu Zhi, soldiers are more valuable than more.
He wants to focus most of his energy on cultivating these elite soldiers.
If there are more people, there will be more people talking.
Wu Zhi's current military strength is more than twice that of Taohuashan.
Not to mention the combat power, even if Gao Qiu comes with another hundred thousand troops, Wu Zhi will still be able to fight!
This group of troops and horses seemed to be easily captured in the attack on Zengtou City.
But even so, he is still very strict about this matter. A group of people have been discussing the plan, and at the same time, everyone in the villa is preparing for war.
Not long after, Bai Sheng rushed back in a hurry.
As soon as Bai Sheng came in, he picked up the teacup and made a few "duck, gulp, gulp, gulp" sounds before pouring it into his mouth.
"Oh, I'm so thirsty!"
Seeing everyone looking at him, Bai Sheng, who was still unaware of the situation, immediately started to express his bitterness.
"Big brothers, little brother, I have been following Song Qing for several days today."
"What kind of nonsense does this grandson do on weekdays? It's all trivial things, and I'm tired of following him! But he does this every day, and he really has nothing to say."
When Bai Sheng was complaining, Liu Tang, who was standing silently in the corner, suddenly said something.
"Don't underestimate this Song Qing. This grandson usually doesn't stand out or leaks, but he is insidious."
Bai Sheng suddenly heard a strange voice and was startled.
Then he pointed at Liu Tang: "Hey, aren't you the one from Peach Blossom Mountain? What are you doing here?"