Liuliang came back in less than half a day. He didn't know which sect he was a disciple of. He and the little demons of Qixi Mountain had a verbal disagreement and started to fight. The little demons suffered a big loss due to their failure in cultivation. After Liuliang arrived, he said
After knowing the identity, in order to make it easier to travel outside the mountain, the demon slaves under the disciples of the masters from Lishan will also be given tokens.
Unexpectedly, those disciples insisted that the tokens were fake, and they were arrogant and refused to reveal their inheritance. It was hard to say that it would be another easy fight. Liuliang was a fifth-level demon eye. Even if he didn't like to practice, his abilities and methods were far behind.
After surpassing the few incompetent Xiu Family juniors, the situation of this battle was reversed. The opponent was seriously injured and fled. Liuliang was thinking about what happened in Baima Town and did not pursue him. He yelled a few harsh words from a distance and turned back.
return.
He had just told what had happened, but before he could boast a few words, the sound of horse hooves sounded in the town, and the spies who had been sent out all the way returned, bringing back the latest military information. The big ugly led eight thousand green-headed barbarians to set off.
All the villages along the way were looted, the young men were plundered and enslaved, and the women were put into the camps. They were slaughtered at the slightest resistance. The thousand-year-old ancient town called Hongxunzhou in front of them had been turned into a sea of fire.
Hongxun Prefecture is only four or five days away from Baima Town. The two towns usually have frequent contacts. When they heard the bad news, they frowned, but in the end they could only sigh. The troubled times are like a cauldron, and everyone is trapped in dire straits.
, how can you help others if you have too much time to take care of yourself?
Just complain, life is bad!
At this time, a loud hawk cry suddenly came from the distant sky. Liuliang was very familiar with this sound. He beamed with joy and laughed: "It's Lao Hei's greeting. The little ancestor is here!" he said.
He held up Qi Tou and Fan Qiao with both hands, and then moved Yunjia to rush forward to greet Su Jing.
When Su Jing arrived at Baima Town, Heifengsha and Qiu Ping'an followed him.
After fifteen years away from home, Su Jing's appearance has not changed much, but he has aged. The middle-aged man who was majestic and strong now has a white beard. No matter how straight and straight his body is, it can't hide the weathering. He is old.
Already.
With the feeling of sadness deep in his heart, Su Jing smiled happily. In this Baima Town, he was not the junior uncle of Lishan Sword Sect, but just a retired junior catcher.
After the ceremony and a few greetings, Su Jing pointed to the long street: "Is there going to be a war?" He could clearly see it from high altitude. People in the town were panicked. Every household was roping horses, loading carts, and packing bags. Anyone with a discerning eye would immediately notice.
Know what's going on.
The good demon slave immediately spoke and reported the war ahead in detail. Su Jing listened and said: "I came from the south, but along the way I often heard the evil name of 'Fuweihou of the North'."
"Don't worry, little ancestor, I have made arrangements to escort the villagers to Qixi Mountain early tomorrow morning. As long as Liuliang is still breathing, we will never allow everyone to suffer any injustice!" Liuliang made an impassioned speech.
Su Jing nodded to Liuliang and turned to look at Qi Tou'er: "Please tell everyone, don't be so anxious. Now that we are here, we can't let our small town of Qingning be destroyed by the fierce soldiers."
In hand."
As soon as the words came out, Qi Tou'er, Liu Liang and Fan Qiao were all stunned. Qi Tou asked: "You mean we don't have to escape? Do you want to defend Baima Town?"
There is no need to hide anything from Qi leader Su Jing. He can just say whatever he thinks in his heart: "I will guard the town. No matter Qingtou Man or Fuwei Hou, I will never touch any plant or tree in Baima Town. But I can't guard the town for the rest of my life. I will fight today."
After we have retreated from Marquis Fuwei, there will be rebellion from other princes tomorrow, and there will never be peace until the town is in trouble, so everyone still has to leave, but there is no need to rush in these few days."
Su Jing exhaled a long breath: "Our ancestors have been here for a long time, so it can't be emptied out in three to five days. Let everyone relax and clean up slowly. If you need help, just tell Liuliang.
"
Liuliang was responsible for the little ancestor's instructions, but Su Jing planned to stop Fuwei Hou from advancing. This was no small matter. Liuliang couldn't help but persuade him: "With your old methods, a mere barbarian soldier is no better than a nest of ants. You
With a cough, they were wiped out. However, it is taboo for the Xiu family to interfere with the order of the world and help defend one side with a sword. The consequences are really serious. My little ancestor should think twice."
Su Jingxiao: "It's such a big deal, it makes me break out in a cold sweat."
Ke Liuliang had nothing to say. The little ancestor looked easy-going, but there was a ruthlessness hidden in his temper. Liuliang had learned this lesson a long time ago and knew that no more persuasion would be of any use.
In the next two days, Hei Fengsha led the Crow Guards to leave the town to meet the people in surrounding towns, counties and villages. Refugees were sent to Baima Town in a steady stream. Su Jing went around the streets to visit his neighbors and did not pay much attention to Fan Qiao.
, and didn’t give any orders. He just told him to go about his business on his own and there was no need to follow him around.
The people in the town had vaguely heard that Su Jing had won the fate of immortality. Now, seeing him return in times of crisis, and hearing Qi Tou'er's latest announcement of "no need to worry", everyone was happy and happy.
Especially Widow Song, who received two taels of silver elixir from Su Jing. She was so grateful to Su Jing that she almost bowed down and thanked him when they met.
She watched Su Jing grow up, how could he accept her gift? He hurriedly supported her and said with a smile: "Auntie is going to break my heart. I have had no mother since I was a child. I don't know how much care and benefit I have received from you. My little ones
Don't take this small reward to heart." He followed him and looked around the courtyard: "Where's Song Yang?"
Song Yang is the stupid son of the widow of the Song family. Fifteen years ago, Su Jing asked Liuliang to send people to send money, and Widow Song found a famous doctor to cure her son's brain disease; ten years ago, Su Jing ordered Fan Qiao to send Loulan fruit, and Song
Yang almost changed his mind after taking it. He also liked to play with guns and sticks and developed a good skill.
Two years ago, Song Yang was unwilling to accept the status quo and wanted to take advantage of the troubled times to show off his talents, so he left the town and joined the army. He never came back. But he often asked people to come back with messages saying that everything was fine with him.
Widow Song couldn't help but look worried when she mentioned her child. Su Jing couldn't say anything, so she could only advise her that it wouldn't be a bad thing for her good man to go out and have a career.
Liuliang supported his little ancestor and advised Widow Song: "You don't know, Loulan fruit can give people courage and military wisdom. Troubled times are a furnace for ordinary people, but for Song Yang, who has eaten Loulan fruit, it is a furnace."
This is a precious opportunity, so you don’t have to worry.”
A few words of comfort could not dissipate the mother's worries, but Widow Song stopped nagging and started killing chickens and cooking wine while Su Jing stayed at home to eat. Unexpectedly, before the rice was cooked, the alarm bell in the town rang, smoke and dust were everywhere in the distance, and a team of people were missing.
The flag-bearing military horses are rushing towards Baima Town.
Marquis Fuwei's army is in the north. This group of troops came from the east, and their number and dress are wrong. They only have two or three hundred horses. The armor of the Han soldiers and horses is far inferior to that of the Qingtou Barbarians. No.
Marquis Fuwei's fierce soldiers might also be rebels or bandits. In troubled times, there will be any kind of chaotic troops. Su Jing did not dare to neglect and greeted them from a distance.
The incoming cavalry team was on their way, when suddenly they saw a blur in front of their eyes. A young man, a Taoist priest, and a black and muscular man suddenly appeared and blocked the middle of the road.
The leader was a young captain, with handsome features but serious features. He stood on his horse and shouted: "Who is blocking the road? Get out of the way quickly!"
Behind Su Jing, Liu Liang said coldly: "Ahead is my lord's dojo. No worldly interference is tolerated, so I'll take a detour." The good demon slave really thinks about his master. Building a home to help guard the town is disturbing the secular order, so he
By describing Baima Town as Su Jing's newly chosen dojo and changing the name, at least he will have an excuse when he is questioned in the future.
The young captain was unmoved: "Where did you get the magic stick from? Don't give way!" Before he could finish his words, a middle-aged sergeant behind him said "Huh", jumped off his horse and quickly walked to the front of the team, looked at Su Jing and said hesitantly: "
Your surname is Su, and your name is Su Jing?"
When someone called out his name, Su Jing looked at the sergeant carefully and smiled after a moment: "Liang Xin? Are you Liang Xin?"
Liang Xin is from Baima Town, four or five years older than Su Jing. He was originally a gangster on the street, but he didn't want to join the army and become a top soldier. Old friends met in troubled times, and even if they didn't have much friendship before, they now know each other clearly.
After showing some affection, Liang Xin laughed loudly, reached out and took the reins of the captain's horse, and introduced both parties: "We are all from the same family. This is Song Yang, the son of the Song family's aunt; this is Su Jing
, left town fifteen years ago.”
When Su Jing left, Song Yang was still a sick baby. It was normal for him not to recognize each other after meeting. But how could Song Yang not know that Su Jing was his great benefactor?
When asked about the reason, after Song Yang left home, he joined a group of nearby princes who claimed to be the "King of Qin". This son was scheming and brave in combat, and made great achievements one after another. In just two years, he was promoted to captain and led a battalion of cavalry. A few days ago.
The decisive battle between the King of Qin and Marquis Fuwei, Song Yang's troops did not participate, but were ordered to go to the east to perform other military duties. When they returned, they learned that the King of Qin was defeated and died, and Marquis Fuwei's fierce soldiers were approaching the town.
Song Yang came in a hurry to save his hometown. It would be best if he could help everyone escape. If there was no time, even if his own men and horses were not worth mentioning, he would still have to deal with those green-headed barbarians.
Liuliang spoke quickly and told Song Yang roughly what Su Jing was thinking. The latter was overjoyed and had to kneel down to thank him. Su Jing smiled and caught him: "Go home quickly to see your mother. I was talking about you just now."
Come on!"
A misunderstanding turned into joy, and everyone returned to the town talking and laughing. As soon as they entered the town, sword light suddenly flashed in the sky, and a young man in white robes came with a sword. He came to Su Jing and saluted respectfully: "Disciple Bai Yucheng
Meet my great-uncle."
In front of the elders in his hometown, his identity and seniority were 'exposed' by the younger disciples. Su Jing felt happy in his heart. Fortunately, his face finally became tense and he did not laugh out loud. He asked curiously: "Why are you here?"
"My disciple was ordered to inspect the surrounding areas. When I came here, I saw my uncle, Dharma Master, and I came here to pay my respects."
There are wars in the world, and Xiujia will not take the initiative to participate, but the major sects will not take it lightly. They will dispatch elite disciples to patrol everywhere. Once they find that demons or ignorant young Xiujia will intervene in the struggle between mortal forces, they will immediately notify the sects.
Punish at the same time.
Bai Yucheng came here just by chance, but he saw Su Jing's interception of the cavalry clearly from the sky. He immediately invited Su Jing to a quiet place and carefully reminded him a few words. His words were exactly the same as Liuliang, but in the end Bai Yu became slightly more serious.
Tone: "This matter has serious implications. I dare not turn a blind eye. I ask for your understanding that I will be with my great uncle these days."
"If I were stationed in Baima Town, would you execute the Law of Lishan and capture me?"
Just as Bai Yucheng was about to say something else, Su Jing suddenly laughed again and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I'm just a spectator. There's nothing wrong with watching the excitement."
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