Chapter 84: Insight into the Overall Situation, Taking the Initiative to Attack!

Liang Qu entered the martial arts hall carrying large and small bags, mostly pastries, drawing glances from Xiang Zhangsong and Hu Qi.

He had only been gone for two hours, and the junior brother came back with gifts for them?

"Cao Shixiong Hu, Cao Shixiong Xiang, have Cao Shixiong Lu and Cao Shixiong Xu returned?"

"Not yet, what's wrong?"

Liang Qu pointed to the quiet room on the side. The two senior brothers understood and entered the secret room together, closing the door so that no sound from the outside could be heard.

Liang Qu put everything on the table and said quickly: "Someone just came to find me and gave me some things, but he had the stench of mountain ghosts on him."

Xiang Zhangsong hurriedly asked: "Who was that person?"

"Zheng Xiang, the second steward of the Zhao Prefecture!"

"Zhao Prefecture?"

Hu Qi frowned; he had an impression of the Zhao Prefecture.

It could be said to be the largest merchant in the entire Pingyang Town, with shops from Pingyang Town to Chaojiang County. Their rise was very fast, appearing to have developed within four or five years.

Zhao Hongyuan's third son, Zhao Xueyuan, was learning martial arts at their hall. If he remembered correctly, Zhao Xueyuan hadn't come for a few days.

"When Zheng Xiang gave me the things, he was winking at me. I don't know what he meant."

Xiang Zhangsong's imagination ran wild: "Could it be that the mountain ghosts are raised by the Zhao Prefecture, and Zheng Xiang discovered it secretly and had a change of heart?"

Hu Qi said: "Let's look at the things he sent. If there's nothing wrong, he wouldn't come to contact Little Nine for no reason."

The crowd sat around and quickly unpacked the boxes.

Liang Qu took a box of pastries, slid open the lid, and papers scattered out.

Xiang and Hu immediately leaned over.

Liang Qu unfolded the papers one by one and found that they were actually land deeds and shops, of great value. A rough estimate was at least a thousand taels of silver!

Let alone Liang Qu, the two senior brothers were shocked.

"Why are they all land deeds?"

"A steward, where did he get so many shops?"

"It should be Zhao Hongyuan's intention."

"Hurry and see if there's anything else."

The crowd searched for a while and finally found a piece of paper filled with small characters, starting with seven locations.

Next, Zhao Hongyuan spoke in his own tone about the cause and effect, including the strength of the envoy and the backup plans he had left behind. The three of them became more and more surprised as they read.

"Those shop land deeds are worth two thousand three hundred taels of silver, just as Zhao's apology. Please, young masters, be magnanimous. From now on, the mountains are high and the roads are long; we shall meet again if fate allows."

Through the text, Liang Qu could see a fat old man arching his hands at him with a smile, superficially harmonious and making money, but internally sinister and cunning.

Xiang Zhangsong and Hu Qi were both silent.

They had originally thought there would be a fierce battle at the end, but it turned out that there was a traitor in the enemy camp who had long wanted to escape and had neatly packed up all the enemy intelligence and sent it over.

Enduring for five years, taking all the resources from the Ghost Mother Sect, and doing everything.

But after taking all the benefits, he kicked the other party away and ran away himself.

He even wanted to add insult to injury, ruining the Ghost Mother Sect's plan so that Great Shun wouldn't come to trouble him.

How much courage did it take to do this?

"Is Zhao Hongyuan afraid that we will look for him afterward, so he specifically sent so many shops?"

Hu Qi crossed his arms: "Whether we give them or not, we won't be able to find him. We can see this note, which proves that the other party has long since left."

Xiang Zhangsong frowned: "What should we do now? We can't believe everything on the paper. It might be to deceive us; it might not be a diversion."

"Whether it's deceiving us or not, we'll know if we go over and take a look. The top priority is to find Cao Shixiong Lu and Cao Shixiong Xu. If it's true, let's kill that so-called envoy and the contact person first. Without the envoy to urge them, the mountain ghosts won't wake up in a short time, and then we can clear them out one by one."

"Then I'll go find the senior brothers."

Huang Zejun walked into the courtyard and frowned.

He had originally wanted to have dinner before going to do things, but he didn't see anyone coming to call him after waiting for a long time. He wanted to get up and urge them, but when he came out, he found that there were only some old women washing clothes in the courtyard, and no food was cooked.

Zhao Hongyuan was somewhat pushing his luck.

Bringing his wife and children was fine, but why bring the servants? Didn't he know to keep the noise down?

He was quite sensible two days ago.

Huang Zejun rubbed his stomach, feeling empty, but he didn't have time to let the servants cook.

There was no time to wait for dinner; he had to hurry up and use the secret method to urge the mountain ghosts to perform the blood sacrifice.

After so many years of development, the pharmacists in the sect hadn't stood still and had long since improved the fetal pearl elixir, increasing the blood-Qi fusion rate and intake rate.

Now, it only took five hundred to six hundred strong men to refine a Wolf Smoke Realm fetal pearl elixir.

Even the mountain ghosts had been cultivated into different varieties, urged by secret techniques to dig out the embryos themselves and hand them over to the controller, saving the trouble of needing manpower to dig them out one by one afterward.

Around Pingyang Town, more than three hundred mountain ghosts had been raised. One of the largest strongholds had been destroyed, and there were still more than two hundred left.

One mountain ghost could produce five to six eggs, enough to obtain two Wolf Smoke Great Elixirs, or more than a dozen Galloping Horse Small Elixirs.

A Yao Dragon was a Martial Saint, capable of suppressing a country.

A Perfected Form could be a Grand General, capable of guarding a prefecture.

A Fourth Gate martial artist could eat imperial grain.

Galloping Horse and Wolf Smoke martial artists were already the backbone.

The sect was lacking in successors and urgently needed new strength.

Two Wolf Smoke fetal pearl elixirs meant two Wolf Smoke martial artists. Even if they had mental problems after eating them and fell into a blood dream trap, that was actually more conducive to control.

It absolutely could not be lost.

Huang Zejun hurriedly walked through the veranda, bypassed the shadow wall, and reached out to push open the gate.

A terrible feeling of palpitation suddenly enveloped Huang Zejun's body and mind, and small bumps instantly stood up on his skin.

Damn!

Boom!

The red pillar exploded the wooden door and hit his chest.

The surging power compressed Huang Zejun's entire skeletal structure, making a heart-palpitating cracking sound.

The front part of the pillar completely collapsed, wrapping Huang Zejun as it broke through the shadow wall and flew into the main house.

The carved wooden door was torn apart like paper, the large ridge beam broke on the spot, the eaves of the entire main house tilted, and the heavy tiles fell down in unison, shattering into pieces.

The ears were filled with fearful screams.

Lu Gang stepped on the threshold and crossed the rolling smoke and dust.

Dense flying ash drifted behind him, flowing along every curve of his clothes, pulling out long ribbons.

At the gate, the hanging flower gate that had lost its pillar collapsed with a bang.

Pingyang Pier.

The water surface was sparkling, reflecting the starry sky.

A very inconspicuous large covered boat was moored on the shore. The man wearing a bamboo hat was chewing on weeds, looking at the moon in the sky from time to time. Seeing that the moon was high, he became more and more impatient.

It was clearly agreed that they would take Zhao Hongyuan and his party away at dark, but they hadn't seen them come over after waiting for a long time. What was going on?

The population flow in the countryside was small. He had rowed such a large covered boat over, which was already eye-catching. Having been moored on the shore for so long, it had already attracted the attention of many people.

If he couldn't wait for another three quarters of an hour, he wouldn't wait!

"Are you waiting for someone?"

"None of your business."

The bamboo-hat man thought it was another villager looking for trouble, raised his head, and was about to retort.

A sword light flashed, illuminating his suddenly shrinking pupils. ===== CHAPTER 85 =====