"They are all lying to you. Do you think that for people like you, others will not dare to lie to you?"
Mammy sighed.
"People in this world are either lying or being cheated. No one is innocent or innocent."
She sat on the chair, tapping each other rhythmically with her ten fingers. After a pause, she said: "Dice and Master Liu, without either one, things will lose their meaning, so..."
"So you want both?" Yin Xiu asked.
"That's right, no matter what the price, we can't let these two go."
As soon as she finished speaking, a continuous explosion was heard from outside the ancestral hall, which was clear and deafening.
Yin Xiu looked out of the only window and saw vague black shadows passing through the air outside, with a series of firelights, and there were more than one.
This scene seemed familiar, but Yin Xiu didn't remember it for a while.
"Is this the price you said?"
Yin Xiu turned around and saw her grandma looking solemn.
She raised her heavy eyelids and said, "Why, it turns out those guys are not your people?"
"Of course not! There are so many of us, why are we still talking nonsense to you here?"
Luo Wei suddenly stood up from the ground, took out the spear hidden in his windbreaker, and showed a guarded posture all over his body.
Mammy glanced at them and said, "Why, you didn't notice the tail when you came?"
Yin Xiu shook his head, "I never leave a tail behind."
"Oh?"
Luo Wei suddenly realized, "That means there are two or five boys leading the way!"
Grandma shook her head, "Impossible, there is no such insidious and cunning person among the Qi Refiners, and what kind of gold, silver, treasures, and beautiful women's houses can be better than the Taoist Ascension?"
"Maybe not everyone is as...pure as you?"
Yin Xiu tried to speak tactfully.
It's like those clubs outside. When you join a gang, who doesn't say you love your brothers but not gold? But when you really get the opportunity, what do you think they will do?
Judging from Yin Xiu's limited contact with those Qi practitioners, some of them do not believe in becoming immortals at all, and they just go along with or go along with most people to get by.
It’s almost the same as those people on the ground. When I have no money, the club is my family. If I have money, who doesn’t just wash their hands and join the upper class? Who still hangs out in the club?
But at the moment, it is pointless to look into what exactly caused the attack.
Because from a distance to the door of the ancestral hall, the screams and howls one after another have proved that a tragic massacre is going on in an orderly and cruel manner.
Yin Xiu believes that those people will come here soon...
The fisherman is standing in the middle of the village, where there is a well.
Although the most indispensable thing underground is water, there are rivers running across it everywhere, and waterways whose destination and source are unknown.
But in fact, some people died of thirst in the oasis or starved to death in their living rooms.
Sometimes, even though it's only a short distance away, if you put your ear against the rock wall here and listen carefully, you can hear the sound of raging water on the other side of the rock wall.
But this is just hearing. If you really want to drink the water at the other end, you often have to climb many difficulties and obstacles, and even face tunnels that your body cannot get through.
And no one will live near the water, because that means you will run into dangers that many people have never faced, strange neighbors, waterways that change with the seasons, and sudden mudslides.
Who knows whether the things floating down from the upper reaches are corpses, cargo, or something strange?
So whoever claims to own a well instead of a river must be one of the happiest people under the earth.
The fisherman is different from other Qi practitioners in that he does not chant sutras or make elixirs, he just fishes.
Following the instructions of Du Chen or others, he went fishing on the fishing platform every day and analyzed the movements of the hidden dragon underground through the fish he caught.
As for the rare catches that he considered big fish in the past, they have become so-called by-products and are not worth mentioning.
The fisherman does not move with other Qi practitioners. Because of his responsibilities, he also lives with these women and children in Taoyuan Township.
In this village of only a hundred people, he has a small house, right next to the well.
In the past, Angler always felt that there might be some big fish hiding in this well, but he could neither make a nest to pollute the water source here, nor could he stand by the well and look weird, so he had no chance to take action.
But at this moment, when the village was in chaos, he finally had a chance to fish.
The fisherman was sitting on the edge of the well, with a long fishing line hanging down into the well, glowing with silver. Even his feet were hanging down into the well, and it looked like half of his body had disappeared inside.
The firelight reflected on the face with sparse stubble, and also revealed the angler's dejection.
Whoop whoosh!
The sound of wind, shouts, and the sound of burning fire filled his ears.
The fisherman, however, did not hear anything and just looked into the well. On the water surface, a bright moon was swaying with the well water. Sometimes it gathered into a white jade plate, and sometimes it scattered with the waves and became a silver glow filling the well.
I don’t know how long it took, but when the fire light illuminated his eyes again, the fisherman suddenly picked up the fishing rod and threw the hook out, with veins on his hands exposed.
With a muffled groan, accompanied by the sound of splattering blood and the sound of air leakage from the trachea, a man who was flying across the sky was pulled down by the angler and plopped on the ground. "Fortunately, I am not free this time. Let the anglers see which smelly mandarin fish was caught."
The fisherman stepped forward, but the man he hooked was still lying on the ground shaking.
The man's chest rose and fell less and less frequently, and he made a vague sound in his throat, as if there was a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat that he couldn't swallow and couldn't spit out.
By the light of the nearby fire, the fisherman saw that the man was wearing a dark blue cloth coat, long trousers and cloth shoes, and thick leggings.
On his waist, two strange metal boxes were tied, like two sword boxes, spitting out fire and smoke.
He saw that the man's face was covered with a silver metal mask, with a circle drawn in the middle and the word "pawn" written on it.
The fisherman wanted to get closer, but suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his back, and then a biting chill that penetrated his flesh and blood.
"Putting down the street includes family property!"
The fisherman cursed angrily, blood flowed from his mouth, and he fell to the ground and expired.
After the fisherman fell to the ground, two crossbow arrows that had penetrated his body showed traces on his back.
In the distance, three people dressed the same as the man on the ground glided over via steel cables, forming a triangular formation in the air.
After casually firing two crossbow bolts at the fleeing woman, the leader's face was obscured by firelight and smoke.
He shouted: "Don't let anyone go, find the dice!"
"Yes!"
After the other two responded to him, the leader turned his head back to the front.
At this moment, he saw a black shadow crashing in like a cannonball, bringing with it a series of afterimages.
"Enemy attack!"
The leader subconsciously pulled the trigger, and several crossbow arrows were fired at the black figure. At the same time, his hand was also holding the knife at his waist.
The knife was not unsheathed, but his head shot up into the sky.
A column of blood spurted out from the leader's body, sprinkling the two people behind him all over their bodies and faces.
The two people were shocked and angry. Just as they were about to fight back, they saw that the man was rushing towards them without stopping.
Still the same posture, the same speed, the same result.
In the blink of an eye, the steel ropes on the two men broke, and a cloud of blood sprayed out from their throats, and they also fell to the ground, lifeless.
"Is it the big master Xue Dizi again?"
Yin Xiu shook off the blood on the knife and immediately recognized what these people's costumes represented.
A few months ago, on the rainy night when he fought Yuan Tianwang and Li Chunyang, these bloody men had chased him and Uncle Ming in the alley.
I never thought that when I meet these people again, I will still only receive greetings full of blood.
Three blood droplets fell to the ground, like a splash of blood on a white cloth, which immediately attracted the attention of others.
In this miserable hell that was originally full of blood and mutilated limbs, it seemed that only the blood and death of their companions would attract the attention of these blood droplets.
Peng! Peng!
There were a series of explosions, clearly visible and invisible iron chains passing by, and then people who passed by were fast-moving people.
Yin Xiu's ears were filled with the sound of breaking wind, and the surrounding air was filled with the strong smell of burning gunpowder, with a unique smoky and sour smell.
In just a few clicks, the blood droplets formed a tight formation with tacit understanding, surrounding Yin Xiu in the middle.
Staring at Yin Xiu's figure from all angles, from the front, sideways, and behind, waiting for an opportunity to move.
These people seemed to have better skills than those brought by Yuan Tianwang before, and the smell of blood on their bodies was stronger, and even their brows were tinged with a sense of stability and chill.
Yin Xiu just held the two swords and allowed them to surround him. In the distance, more blood drops crossed the houses and fences and joined the encirclement.
Suddenly, more than a dozen pairs of eyes were staring at Yin Xiu with murderous intent.
Without looking at them, Yin Xiu looked into the distance.
Fires rose, burning houses, corpses everywhere, the wails and screams of women and children, the moans of the dying, and the sound of flesh being torn apart.
Taoyuan Township has now become a purgatory on earth, which has nothing to do with the beautiful home described by Tao Yuanming.
Perhaps at the beginning, this Taoyuan Township was not the so-called paradise, but it was definitely not the terrible bloody slaughterhouse in front of us.
Yin Xiu looked at these with either indifference, vigilance, or a bit of provocation, and the anger in her chest couldn't help but grow stronger.
Gradually, even his eyes began to glow with a certain kind of red light. It was a flame, burning, as if anger was about to burst out of his eyes and body.
[Khorne Link], activate...
Yin Xiu looked at these blood droplets coldly, and suddenly remembered that showing any emotion to them was a waste of expression, because these guys were no different from beasts, or even worse than beasts.
So, Yin Xiu just sneered and stretched out a finger at them, "Come!" (End of Chapter)