Chapter 148 Cui Yinger
Late night.
Suddenly it began to rain lightly in the sky. In late spring, the weather was still slightly cold, but it was no match for the chilling feeling of one hundred and nineteen martial arts masters.
The date for the three-day antidote has arrived, but there is no clue about the antidote yet.
The "devil" sitting on the flatbed truck in front has not spoken for three days and has no expression on his face. He even drove Zhao Li and Bai Mu away. No one knows what he is thinking. Or what to do.
This is even more terrifying than his vicious actions.
At this time, no one is trying to resist anymore, they can’t be beaten, they are useless, that’s it.
Di Huaijie and Mr. Gu, who were still injured and even looked a little down, pushed the flatbed truck hard, more seriously than ever before.
“Actually, a few of my subordinates just want to test your martial arts skills, and they have absolutely no intention of resisting at all!” Knowing that your martial arts and realm are extremely high, even the rest of us together are no match for you. It turns out that this is indeed the case, as I expected! How many people in the world are your rivals?" br>
He sighed with emotion: "As for what the leader Di Daxia is thinking, I don't understand!"
Di Huaijie originally looked at him with contempt, but his face turned pale when he heard this: "Master Don't listen to this old dog's nonsense. In fact, the first time I saw the leader, I was impressed by the leader's strong aura, and I was so impressed that I fell into admiration."
Xin Zhuo remained silent.
The old man coughed lightly: "Leader, um... the three-day antidote date has arrived, and my subordinate's intestines are aching. Do you think... give me one?"
Xin Zhuo finally turned around, his voice without any emotion: "I know what you are thinking. Follow me to kill the three families in Duanyang Tower. I will give you the antidote and set you free. If you have any evil thoughts again, no one will live!"
A group of people were overjoyed and bowed together: "Yes!"
"Let's go to Xiaosong Mountain!"
"Yes!"
......
The majestic Xiaosong Mountain, at the foot of the mountain.
"Whoosh——"
Han Qiniang, who was dressed in green and petite, threw down the last huge boulder, killing seven or eight of the hundreds of bandits who rushed up from the mountain, and retreated in horror. , then clapped their hands, and together with Huang Dagui, who had a fierce face and a one-eyed mask next to him, turned around and went up the mountain.
At the top of the mountain, outside four or five simple thatched huts, a large banner of "Practice for Heaven" made of linen was erected.
Not far away, there is a lonely grave.
Cui Ying'er, dressed in white, Murong Xiu, Han Jiulang, and Bai Jianxi, with their heads tied in mourning scarves, were sitting in front of the grave, their eyes red.
Seeing the two people coming back, Murong Xiu sighed: "How is it?"
Han Qiniang took out a filial piety scarf and put it on her head, crooked the bun of the girl who had not left the pavilion: "Heifengzhaishan Thief, the leader is only at the seventh level, he is no match for us, it’s okay!”
“That’s right! I’m at the seventh level now, how can I be afraid of them?”
Huang Dagui threw away the brand-new plain knife that he didn't know when he had replaced it. He also picked up a weird filial piety hat and put it on his head, and sat down.
Everyone was silent for a while and looked at the tombstone, which was clearly engraved with:
"The Tomb of Xinzhuo in Fulong Mountain!"
That's right! The boss is gone!
According to the original agreement, the six people acted separately to inquire about the Du family in Yimen, Duanyang Tower and Shenqian Villa.
Dressed up in disguise along the way, no one really paid attention to it. After all, all the hatred was attracted by the boss. Who cares whether the gangsters of Fulong Village live or die? Can they survive without Xin Zhuo?
After finding out the news clearly, they even found out where the ancestral graves of the three families were, and then gathered in Xiaosong Mountain to wait for the arrival of the big boss.
Unexpectedly, the next thing I heard was the news that three companies were jointly wanted to arrest the big boss.
Maybe Xin Zhuo doesn't care, but in their eyes this is so terrifying, because there will be many unknown masters who will find you in a strange way and suddenly attack you, making it impossible to guard against it!
They wanted to go out to help, but they had no idea where the boss was.
The first month, I didn’t wait.
They still have a glimmer of hope. The boss is very smart and should be fine.
In the second month, I didn’t wait.
It doesn’t matter! The boss is smart.
The third month, I didn’t wait. Everyone started to panic.
Cui Ying'er has been sitting at the foot of the mountain waiting every day since the one-month deadline has expired.
In the fourth month, I didn’t wait.
They finally despaired. After such a long time, it was time for the big boss to come.
There is only one possibility, the boss is gone!
Although in the past four months, in a terrible way that they did not understand, it seemed that their talents suddenly exceeded the heavens and their realms continued to break through.
Cui Ying'er, Han Qiniang and Murong Xiu Three people are at the sixth level.
Huang Dagui and three others also entered the seventh level!
But, without the boss, what’s the point of being at a higher level? My brain doesn't work very well, and my life is totally lost.
The grave in front of me was buried with the clothes of the head of the family during his lifetime. Cui Ying'er washed them five times until they were white, and then he erected the clothes tomb.
Let the boss come cleanly and leave cleanly!
“Who killed the boss? Why don’t we go investigate and look for opportunities to take revenge!”
Murong Xiu's eyes were cold. Now he couldn't go back to his family, the head of the family was gone, he couldn't marry a woman, and he didn't want to become a monk. This kind of life of "it can't be put out, it can't be laid down", how can it be done without revenge? how?
"No need, even the masters can't solve it, and neither can you. Let's talk about the masters in Duanyang Tower. How can we take revenge? Why should we let those thieves kill us again? From now on, you can go down the mountain to make a living. Don't do it. There are bandits, divide the money and find a decent living."
Cui Ying'er murmured, a trace of absolute despair flashed in her eyes red from crying.
"Us? What about you?" Han Jiulang asked curiously.
Cui Ying'er laughed miserably and took out a small bottle of crystal-clear poison that seals the throat when it sees blood: "I will go down to accompany the head of the family. From now on... if you find the body of the head of the family, remember to take me and him Buried together.”
"Why?" Everyone looked at her in shock.
"Why..."
Cui Ying'er looked at the gloomy sky and was stunned for a moment——
At the age of seven, there was a military disaster at home, and her parents and family members died tragically. A soldier's sword was already slashing at her, but she was saved by a middle-aged uncle.
That uncle looks so scary, but his expression is not scary at all. His big hands are very warm, and his words are also very gentle: "Go with me, I will take care of your food and sleep."< br>
"Uh... um."
From then on, she followed her uncle all over the world, eating and eating. It was not like eating well and sleeping well as the uncle said, but she felt extremely safe and happy.
Later she became a bandit for no apparent reason!
Until fourteen years ago, the uncle went out and came back three months later, holding in his arms a three or four-year-old boy wearing brocade clothes and a jade belt, with an aristocratic face and a sloppy nose.
The uncle pointed at the little boy and told her very seriously: "This little guy will be your brother from now on. You have to take good care of him. When he turns twenty and fails to find a wife, you will have a child with him. , can you leave incense for the uncle? ”
"I can!"
Although Cui Ying'er didn't understand what giving birth was, she nodded heavily as always.
Later, she discovered that the little boy became more and more annoying as he grew up. He had a weird temper, was stubborn, was gloomy, looked down on others, was picky about food, and was full of shortcomings.
He even committed suicide by jumping into a well.
I hate him very much.
It wasn't until the uncle was lying on the bed, holding the little boy's hand, and handing it to her heavily before he died. From those expectant, dimmed old eyes, she vaguely remembered the incident, but she was still worried about it. nod.
This is a matter of life and death! She must be worthy of her uncle's life-saving and nurturing kindness, even though she hates him.
Who would have expected that the annoying little boss would suddenly change one day, becoming extremely smart, sensible, and even making people feel inferior and respected.
Actually...
No matter whether the young master is annoying or sensible, she is waiting for the young master to turn twenty. This is a promise and a way to repay her uncle's kindness.
(End of this chapter)