"Wait until they are taken down. If they are still alive, you can ask them yourself how difficult it is."
Rondotai didn't see any strange expression on my grandfather's face, no guilty dodge, no pretentious look, which made him a little unsure.
"To you, they are just dispensable little people. There is no need to kill them all like this."
As soon as Grandpa heard what Long Duotai said, he knew that there was another shamanistic team chasing people. In order to deal with them, this shamanistic sect actually mobilized so many troops and dispatched so many people.
"This shouldn't be what you said. By helping your family, they have offended the shamans, and they will have to bear the wrath of the shamans."
Lord Rondo glanced at my grandfather, a bit like he was looking at an idiot. He felt that by saying this at this time, this person was either pretending to be stupid, or he was really stupid.
"Haha, your shamanism is really overbearing."
There was already a hint of anger on Grandpa's face. Grandpa felt that the people of the Yue family and the shamans were already fighting to the death, but these hairy people wouldn't have to be killed. But now it seems that he has thought about it.
To put it simply, this shamanism has become accustomed to being domineering in the White Mountains and Black Waters, and how can they tolerate others disobeying their will, so those who help the Yue family will definitely be settled by the shamanism queen.
"I have a message for you. Bai Diao is the second son of our great elder. Please tell me whether they should die or not."
Rondote pulled the horse's reins and turned the horse around. Then he turned around and told my grandfather the news, telling my grandfather the identity of the white eagle.
"That's really a damn good death."
When my grandfather heard that this white eagle was not only the nail of the shamanism, he was actually the second son of the great elder of the shamanism. No wonder this shamanism had to kill these gangsters, not for anything else but to avenge the great elder for killing his son.
These people will definitely kill those three gangsters. This is a stubborn knot that will never end.
Ronduotai didn’t say anything more to my grandfather and the others. Didn’t you say you were going to Jiaohe River? Then I will send you to Jiaohe River. No one can find fault with this. If you can’t eat your in-law’s family, let Gelon take it.
It's good to have those three strands of hair. You can't go out this late at night and get nothing.
After taking down the three gangsters, you will know what the Yue family is planning. Even if the Yue family really doesn't play any tricks at that time, the heads of these three gangsters can still be explained to the great elder.
Long Duotai led the people in front of the Yue family, and Bai Muer led the people behind the Yue family. Even if the Yue family's carriage convoy was completely surrounded, he could not control the speed of the Yue family's convoy and could only follow Long Duotai.
According to the speed of the cavalry, if Ronduotai is faster, the Yuejia will be faster. If Ronduotai slows down, the Yuejia will slow down.
This Long Duotai was carrying the Yue family's carriage team, and it was as fast as a tortoise crawling. It seemed that it was waiting for the movement of the three gangsters.
"Ming Xin, what should we do now? We are blocked by Shamans before and after. I just sent people to check the wilderness, but they can't get out at all. They are surrounded by Shamans. This is different from what we thought.
"
Jin Da walked up to my grandfather and whispered in my grandfather's ear.
Jin Da just asked his men to explore the nearby wild areas, and all they saw were shamanistic exploration horses. The density was so dense that not even a single rabbit could even think of getting out, let alone a large living person.
Originally, what Jin Da and my grandfather thought was that shamanism could only take care of one thing. Who knew something had changed here? Now shamanism has mobilized a large team of people. There are more than a thousand people around the Yue family alone, and there are even teams going there.
To pursue those three gangs, the shamans must have dispatched more than two thousand people tonight.
"There is nothing we can do. The white eagle who died on the west mountain pass was the second son of the great shaman elder. The shamans want to avenge the great elder, so naturally they will not let them go. It depends on whether they can run fast enough and are alert enough.
Everything is left to fate.”
Grandpa was sitting on the leading carriage, looking at the shaman cavalry not far away. These people just didn't move fast and kept suppressing the Yue family's speed. This purpose is self-evident, just to wait for the movement over there. If that happens
If the three gangsters on the side say something detrimental to the Yue family, then the people here will take action against the Yue family. Now they just lack an excuse.
"Bai Diao is the second son of the great elder of Shamanism? Who did you hear that?"
When Jin Dayi heard that my grandfather said that Bai Diao was the second son of the great elder of Shamanism, he couldn't believe it, so he asked my grandfather again, hoping to get a positive answer again, and knowing that the source of this news was not reliable.
This white eagle is not well-known among the people in Baishan and Heishui, and I have never heard that this white eagle has any background. How come he was killed by them, and there is such shocking identity information.
"The shaman leader in front told me just now. I still haven't figured out what he meant. Why did he tell me this? Wouldn't it be better to keep me in the dark?"
My grandfather didn't hide it. He told Jin Da what Long Duotai told him, and discussed with Jin Da what Long Duotai meant. Now the Yue family and shamanism are in conflict, and reconciliation is absolutely impossible.
, how could this great leader of shamanism pass on such news to them?
"Is he trying to clean himself up? He is not a great elder of Shamanism."
Jinda knows some news about shamanism. He knew that the White Eagle and the Fire Tiger are nails. This is the information he got through insiders of shamanism. Therefore, Jinda knows a little bit about the internal situation of shamanism. He also knows that the current shamanism is still divided into several groups.
faction, so he thought that the shaman leader who led the team was probably not from the great elder's side.
"But he doesn't have to be like this?"
My grandfather nodded, and he could understand that these people were divided into factions. After all, this was all left over from our ancestors. Anyone who has read some history books would know that when there are more people, they will naturally divide into factions. This is the bad nature of human beings, and they will always be divided into factions.
We need to divide into close groups.
"Who knows."
Jin looked at the shaman cavalry in the distance with his eyes wide open. He was not sure if the person who gave him the news was from Long Duotai's faction. After all, he also bought the news, and the middleman didn't tell him that he was.
Who provides the information.
"Forget it, don't think about it anymore, let's see if they can run out now."
My grandfather patted Jin Da on the arm and told Jin Da not to think about it. At this time, people can’t go out, and the news can’t be conveyed. At first, he didn’t think about contacting the three gangsters, so he didn’t stay.
Thinking about it now, I was careless about finding any effective means of contact.
"I'm afraid it will be difficult for them to escape this time. They are the leaders of the shaman sect who came to us. Look at the thousands of people here. I guess there are only a lot more over there than here. I don't know where they have gone now.
"
Jin Da shook his head, feeling that the chances of these three gangsters escaping were very small.
"As long as they are alert and run fast enough on the road, there will be someone to pick them up when they get to Jiamusi."
My grandfather also sighed, but still told Jin Da about the help from Jiamusi.
"Have you arranged for someone to pick them up?"
Jin Da looked at my grandfather in surprise. He didn't expect that my grandfather still had some energy left and had arranged for someone to pick them up in Jiamusi.
"Only in Jiamusi."
My grandfather nodded, but it could only be in Jiamusi.
"Wish them good luck."
Jin Da glanced into the distance, turned his horse and returned to his team.