Chapter 867 Chapter 867: I ransacked my home [seeking a monthly ticket]
Strange vines crawled all over the corners of the house.
The [Corpse Man Vine] as thick as a bucket wriggled like a poisonous snake and approached the most vigorous area, leaving only a pale corpse in place. Ah no, the "corpse" is not dead, it's just a short-term coma due to excessive blood loss and weak breathing.
【Corpse Vine】Surrounded the inner courtyard heavily.
The older man and woman in the mansion were surrounded by servants, the younger ones hugged their biological mothers' necks and wept, and the timid servants trembled and screamed constantly. There were still hundreds of people present, and the calmest among them was the head of the family.
He thought it was a ranger who came to the house, but when he saw that the people who invaded the mansion were two young women, each with a peach red and dark purple monogram on their waists, he instantly understood their origins. Taking a deep breath in the dark, arching hands, calmed down: "We were deceived by villains, misrepresented Shen Jun's rumors, and thought about our own faults. The family, regardless of gender, age or age, spontaneously reduced expenses and donated 10,000 silver to build the river. Although it can't make up for the fault, it won't provoke Shen Jun to go to war and send someone to the door, right?"
Lin Feng sat cross-legged on the thickest [Corpse Vine], his eyes slightly closed, but Yu Zi beside her was holding the hilt of the saber hanging horizontally behind her with her right hand. Xue Liangfeng said: "Patriarch Song misunderstood. My lord heard that a group of Huang Lie's remnants hid their identities nearby and hoarded food and grass. They might not be good for the family. We just sent us to deal with the aftermath."
She smiled: "The villain is so cunning that he pretends to be a soldier and hides in the house. We are also afraid of scaring the snake, and the sword has no eyes, and we are afraid of hurting the nobles in the house. Therefore, we dare not tell in advance before we start. Now all the thieves have been captured and hid. The stolen goods have also been found, so Patriarch Song can sit back and relax. By the way, here is a letter written by the lord himself, Patriarch Song can take a closer look at it when he has time."
Yu Zi took out a letter from the cloth pouch at his waist.
A【Corpse Man Vine】took the letter away, crawled and writhed in the dark, and politely handed it to Patriarch Song.
Maybe it would be friendlier if it wasn't tick-tock bleeding.
"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"
"Father, Father, there is blood—"
The youngest child was crying until smoke came from his throat.
They were already frightened, and when they saw the blood-stained [Corpse Man Vine] at a close distance, the blood that hit their faces further magnified this negative emotion. The child's biological mother didn't know the cause and effect, and out of love for the child, she opened her mouth and cursed: "What a villain, what a remnant, most of the soldiers and guards in the house are the children of several generations, you are bandits who came to the door and killed innocent people indiscriminately! If you want to seize other people's wealth, is there any law of heaven and king?"
Yu Zi laughed: "My lord is the law of heaven and king."
The woman choked on these words, her eyes widened.
I have never seen such a shameless woman in half my life.
As Yu Zi spoke, she pulled out her saber completely, and closed her eyes to cover the gloomy coldness in her eyes: "Mrs. Guan is eloquent, she must be from a scholarly background, and she is very familiar with the law of heaven and law. You can tell me which one it is, and you can turn around." Tell the lord to change it."
The woman felt Yu Zi's killing intent and shrank her neck.
The child in her arms cried hoarsely, which broke my heart.
She turned her eyes to the head of the family for help.
However Patriarch Song didn't care about them at this time, he just gritted his molars in resentment, held back his anger, and snatched the letter.
Yu Zi waited leisurely for him to open it.
Patriarch Song violently tore off the tether, and the letter unfolded in his hands—it was written by Shen Youli, so naturally it was not a good content.
The internal treasury was burnt to splendor ashes, and the Tianjie was full of bones.
Short fourteen words but full of killing intent.
Patriarch Song's hands were shaking.
He raised his head and his gaze fell towards the courtyard wall of the mansion.
As a literary scholar, even if his roots are not very good, he can still feel that there are heavy soldiers surrounding the mansion at this moment.
None of them restrained their murderous aura. It was the aura honed by the dead on the battlefield, and it was not comparable to the private soldiers trained by the family who spent a lot of money.
With the posture in front of him, he thought with his toes and knew that the threat from the letter in his hand was not a threat, and they were really prepared to wipe out his house. Your choice matters! If you know the current affairs, pay the money obediently and stop being a moth, the whole family can still have a way out. If he insists on going his own way, the chaotic knives outside the courtyard wall will accurately strike everyone present.
Until it turns into a pile of bone-crushing sludge.
At daybreak, throw them all on the street and let people trample on them.
Patriarch Song was so angry that the veins on his forehead were about to explode.
Shen Youli, how dare she do this! How dare she! She didn't want to win over aristocratic and powerful families for her own use, but instead exposed the brutal face of a philistine for money, and tried every means to steal their wealth! In such behavior, how is she different from Zheng Qiao and others?
Yu Zi said lightly: "Patriarch Song, have you made up your mind?"
Patriarch Song took a deep breath and suppressed his unwillingness.
Then he squeezed out a distorted and unnatural smile: "If it weren't for Shen Jun's help tonight, the whole family would have been framed by these vicious gangsters. The food, grass and luggage they hoarded are all stolen goods, and it is reasonable for the envoy to take them away. As for making I forgot to elaborate on He’s donation, the ten thousand silver is just the wishes of the family’s wives, concubines and heirs, and the big part is paid by the clan’s public account.”
Yu Zi smiled a lot more kindly.
Clasped hands and bowed: "Song Patriarch is righteous."
Lin Feng made a movement at this moment, and raised his hand to make a tactic.
The [Corpse Man Vine] with its fangs and claws was instantly quiet, and its skin undulated, like a blood vessel magnified countless times, transporting blood towards one end. After just three or five breaths, most of the [Corpse Man Vine] withered and died, leaving only a section of gray-white dry tree vine in place. When the wind blows, it turns into powder.
Only the [Corpse Man Vine] under her feet was full and twisted.
After a full meal, it exudes joy all over its body.
Lin Feng said: "Let's go, the next one."
[Corpse Man Vine] carried her flexibly, soared up along the courtyard wall, and flew past under the moon. Yu Zi and her acted together, and they activated [Chasing the Wind and Scenery] together, and rubbed against the wind vine. For the others, the guards outside the courtyard wall will naturally deal with the aftermath.
Lin Feng: "How many more?"
Yu Zi took out the cloth bag: "There are two more."
It's still a long way from here.
If it weren't for the extraordinary means of literary scholars, ordinary people on fast horses might not arrive before dawn. Yu Zi sat down on her ass: "I don't know what these people are thinking, they actually played the idea of beauty tricks, do you really think the lord is easy to deceive?"
Don't you know what it means to steal a chicken without losing money?
What could be done with 10,000 silver in the past, now costs at least 50,000! Forty thousand taels of silver wasted for nothing! The point is that there is still a list here, and no one wants to be the last three. Yu Zi gloated and thought that fifty thousand would not be enough.
Lin Feng looked down at the map and didn't answer.
"Really sent the beautiful boy to the lord, and met a few military advisers and still didn't reveal his secrets? I just don't know what his life looks like, and he is still an ordinary person according to the news..." Yu Zi was puzzled.
Lin Feng finally got his bearings. [Corpse Vine] sucked enough blood from the last family of private soldiers. Now he is full of energy and full of energy. His speed can be compared with that of Wenxin Scholar who blessed [Chasing the Wind]: "The more The more ordinary people can lower their vigilance, although the military masters can spy on people's hearts, but since he can be sent to perform beauty tricks, how can he not control his own thoughts?"
It's not too difficult to spy on the words of people's hearts.
Using it can eavesdrop on people's inner plans, but it doesn't mean that the inner voice of the target is true, and being too complacent will also capsize the gutter. The teacher also often warned her that any speech spirit is always just an auxiliary means, and the one who is really reliable is herself.
The strength of Wenxin literati lies not in their speech, but in themselves.
Yu Zi smiled and said: "People stumble, horses stumble."
Who doesn't know who doesn't know—
My lord, what is her favorite general with muscles?
They have all used beauty tricks, and they still don’t do what they like...
How stingy.
Lin Feng seemed to have thought of this too, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
This night is destined to be restless.
Not all aristocratic families have the consciousness of "the one who knows the current affairs is a hero", and it is impossible for Changjie not to have a drop of blood.
There are many aristocratic families who support the beauty trap, and the ultimate goal of this plan is to kill Shen Tang. They asked themselves, if they were Shen Tang, they wouldn't let go of the existence that was malicious to them, how much profit could they get out of it? It would be better to slaughter the enemies all over the house along the way, and receive all the inheritance smoothly. They didn't think or believe that Shen Tang had a broad mind.
This letter is the best proof.
On the surface, it was just a threat, but in the dark, he had murderous intentions.
Even if they are willing to compromise tonight and change their words to pay more money to eliminate disasters, who can guarantee that Shen Tang will not blackmail him every now and then? Who can guarantee that she will take the money tonight and enjoy their funny faces at the moment, and will not turn her face and raise the butcher's knife?
Rather than suffer this humiliation, it is better to perish together!
"We will not be humiliated by her, Shen Youli!"
"Rather Stick to your guns!"
For the sake of safety, the aristocratic family will spend a lot of money to raise private soldiers. The main force is usually raised in the outskirts of the farm, and a small part is transferred to the house to look after the home. Those with a mediocre background can raise six or seven hundred people, and those with a deep foundation can pull out two or three thousand people with one order!
During special periods, you can also recruit tenant slaves under your name.
What's more, it is not a problem to pull out an army of ten thousand people.
Of course, it will take time to mobilize these soldiers and horses, and the base camp of their mansion has been surrounded by Shen Tang's soldiers and horses. Once they fight, they will almost die. Even so, they still started with the idea of "burning jade and stone together", and they were suppressed without any suspense.
Yun Ce looked at the ice sculpture that fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces, and sighed slightly. As one of the people in charge of this operation, he naturally knew the true attitude of the lord. She just wanted money, and beat the dishonest early bird by the way, and didn't want human life.
Unfortunately, these people can't explain it no matter what.
Xian Yujian said: "Brother, is this side alright?"
The ground is full of ice sculpture corpses, and the deceased still maintains the expression of the last moment. Seeing this scene, Yu Jian was rarely envious. Every time he kills, he gets covered in blood all over his body, and his senior brother can still be dressed in white when he comes off the battlefield, exuding the fragrance of ice and snow all over his body.
Yun Ce waved for the soldiers to come over and carry the corpse.
"Well, all right."
Xian Yujian comforted him: "Brother, don't be burdened. You want to save them, but they have no choice but to seek death. They said that the lord wants money, but they still have to send the head. It is a crime of conspiracy. Death deserve it."
Just as he was talking, a blue bird landed on his shoulder.
Xian Yujian opened it and took a look.
smiled: "There are quite a few people who are sick and looking for death."
Their brothers and sisters came here to take over the local military administration under the order of the lord, cleared up the bandits nearby, sorted out the situation of the local county government offices, and recruited some young men to train soldiers by the way. Just half a month after arriving, the lord issued an order to them to keep an eye on the movements of the nearby aristocratic families, it is best to find out where their private soldiers are. The private soldier of the aristocratic family, junior brother Xian Yujian has coveted it for a long time.
The lord is going to attack the stubborn family?
He had a rough background, and he really didn't like the family.
However, the next secret letter dampened his enthusiasm.
The lord only wants to be frightened and beaten, and the aristocratic family is willing to spit out the money to eliminate the disaster. They are willing to settle down, so they will not move for the time being. Xian Yujian was disappointed, the new recruits were all ordinary people, how could they compare with the private soldiers carefully raised by the aristocratic family?
Unexpectedly, this family offered to hand over the knife.
How can you not accept a good deed given away for free?
Unfortunately-
The other belongs to Lu Jue and Qian Yong.
Lu Jue is lucky to say that they have known each other for many years, and Qian Yong, an old fritter, hates him, and he will never spit out the meat in his mouth.
As the sky turns white, the night is slowly dispelled. Yu Zi and Lin Feng also successfully handed over to the leader of the garrison who was following the third house, and skillfully followed the procedure to surround the mansion. The servants who woke up early to clean up were in a panic, screaming everywhere...
Yu Zi yawned and was shocked.
"After finishing this ticket, where shall we go to eat the morning food?"
"I don't know what's delicious here..."
She walked on Lin Feng's left hand, thinking nonstop.
Lin Fengdao: "There is a corner door in the backyard, and there is a pancake shop on the second corner of the corner. His house is nice."
Yu Zi stopped in her tracks: "What?"
Lin Feng also stopped in shock.
Lu Ji and Yang Ying: "???"
At this moment, they realized that Lin Feng was the fastest walker! She was the one who led the way all the time, and those who figured out the layout of the mansion were left behind. Lin Feng froze in place, frowning.
Yu Zi asked Lin Feng in a low voice: "Has Ling De been here?"
Lin Feng hesitated and whispered: "It looks familiar."
She seems to have walked the exquisite corridor in front of her countless times, but her memory is very vague. Before her brain can react, her body already knows where she is going. It's okay if Yu Zi didn't ask, but when she asked, Lin Feng had a weird expression and remembered when he walked by.
Move on with some uncertainty.
Passing through a series of familiar arches, the pace is getting faster and faster.
The sobbing and screaming in front constitute a noisy music.
There was an old male voice sonorously cursing something, followed by the crisp sound of the wooden stick falling on the stone slab. Lin Feng passed through the crowd, and the owner of the voice entered her field of vision.
Another young warrior kept everyone behind.
There are several bloodstains under the warrior's feet.
The wounded soldier was dragged out, and his injuries were not fatal.
The young warrior frowned in boredom: "How could Jun Shen bully the weak? You and others lied about being under the account of Jun Shen, what is your intention?"
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(end of this chapter)