Chapter 2944 2946【Accident】
"What is the meaning of this, is something wrong with my master?" Master Jingkong asked anxiously.
"Master, don't panic. In my opinion, I may have missed it." Xiang Nan said, "After all, the Western Regions are so big, it's not uncommon to miss it for a while, so let's wait."
"That's right, don't worry too much before things come to light." Zhang Songxi also persuaded, "Our Wudang Sect can return to the east safely, and your Emei Sect will definitely be able to."
"Thank you both." Jing Kong arched his hands and said.
Subsequently, the Wudang faction dispersed to help Shitai Jingkong search for traces of Miejue Shitai and others.
But Xiang Nan knew that something must have happened to the Emei faction, and it was very likely that Zhao Min was responsible.
She has a lot of masters under her command, poisoning the diet of the Emei Sect is the easiest thing to do.
For example, Wei Yixiao sneaked into the camp of the Emei Sect late at night, and until the daylight broke, Master Jingxu was sucked to death by blood, and the Emei Sect didn't even notice.
Top masters like Xuanming Erlao, even if their lightness skills are not as good as Wei Yixiao, the difference will not be too much.
Master Miejue has a rebellious personality. Now that the Mingjiao main altar has been destroyed, she thinks that the remaining evils are just clowns, and she doesn't pay attention to them at all.
In this way, it is inevitable that you will be tricked.
…
"There is a problem here!" Xiang Nan suddenly said when he was passing by a bush at dusk.
Then he led everyone to the woods, and saw that the soil in the woods clearly showed signs of excavation.
Immediately, everyone dug with shovels, and a moment later, a corpse was dug out.
Because it was the midwinter season, the sky was freezing, and the corpse had not died long ago, so the faces could still be distinguished.
"It's Xie Baojue from the Kunlun School." Xiang Nan has a photographic memory and immediately recognized him.
"It's him!" Zhang Songxi said in surprise when he heard it, "Xie Baojue is He Taichong's disciple, and his martial arts are quite good. How could he die here?"
"It's not over yet, there are still corpses underneath." Mo Shenggu shouted.
At that moment, everyone dug together, and after a while, seventeen corpses were dug out from the corpse pit, and everyone from Wudang and Emei sects was terrified.
"They are all from the Kunlun sect. What's going on?" Yin Liting asked in surprise.
These corpses were buried indiscriminately, obviously not by the Kunlun faction themselves. Otherwise, it would not be so contemptuous. If it wasn't the Kunlun faction, it must have been done by the opponent.
But the Kunlun faction is also a powerful faction, with super strength, who can kill so many of their disciples? What is even more worrying is, where did the rest of the Kunlun Sect go?
"I said earlier that the Ming Cult still has culpable crimes, and I'm worried that they will retaliate, so I want everyone to go together." Xiang Nan curled his lips, "They just refused to listen. Now that it's all over, the loss is so big."
Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou both turned pale. Incidents have occurred in Kongtong and Kunlun successively. The Juejue Shitai of the Emei School didn't meet up with his disciples either, so something might have happened.
There are only Huashan and Shaolin sects left, and there is no news yet. However, there is a high probability that they will not be able to escape, which is really troublesome.
…
Everyone in the Emei faction panicked when they heard this.
If the Emei faction was ambushed like the Kunlun faction and the entire army was wiped out, what should they do?
"Masters, don't panic. Emei and Wudang belong to the same cause, and we won't just sit idly by." Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao quickly comforted him.
"Elder brother, what should we do?" Mo Shenggu asked for advice.
But if you don’t care about it, you’re not talking about the morals of the rivers and lakes.
"We must find the members of the Emei Sect, Kunlun Sect, and Kongtong Sect." Song Yuanqiao thought for a while and said, "But how to find them, I have no idea yet."
"Father, I have an idea." Hearing this, Xiang Nan said, "From the Western Regions to the Central Plains, you must pass through the Yumen Pass. Why don't we go there and guard it. We set off almost at the same time. three days.
Besides, if the remnants of Mingjiao go to the Western Regions, it must be a large number of people and horses, and it is impossible not to leave traces. We went to Yumen Pass, and we happened to be able to inquire about the news. "
Song Yuanqiao nodded when he heard it.
The Western Regions are so big, if you search blindly, it is indeed like finding a needle in a haystack. On the contrary, if you go to Yumen Pass, you may find clues.
"Master Jingkong, what do you think?" He then asked Jingkong.
Jing Kong had no idea at this time, so he nodded.
…
Everyone hurried to Yumen Pass as soon as possible.
Two days later, everyone rushed to Yumen Pass, and immediately asked around for news.
After some inquiries, I finally found out that ten days ago, a cavalry team of hundreds of people did leave the customs.
They are all riding tall horses, carrying swords, bows, etc., very majestic.
In addition, two days ago, hundreds of carts covered with black cloths entered the customs. There were obviously people in the car,
After summarizing these messages, it is not difficult to draw a conclusion.
That is, the five major factions may have accidents and be attacked by the horse team of hundreds of people. Except for the dead who were buried on the spot, others may be loaded and transported away.
"The convoy has only been away for two days, we still have time to catch up." Zhang Songxi said afterwards.
Song Yuanqiao nodded.
Afterwards, everyone bought horses and chased them all the way along the official road, hoping to catch up with those carts and rescue the kidnapped five major factions.
Everyone travels starry and night, rushing for a day, eating, drinking, and sleeping immediately. Everyone has three horses, and there are no rest.
While galloping, Xiang Nan suddenly caught a glimpse of nine people sitting under a willow tree by the roadside, and quickly pulled the reins, "Woo!"
"What's the matter?!" When everyone saw it, they stopped their horses and asked Xiang Nandao.
Xiang Nan pouted at the nine people under the tree.
Everyone looked and saw that among the nine people, eight of them were big men dressed as hunters, with swords on their waists, bows and arrows on their backs, five or six falcons, black feathers and sharp claws, and they looked like gods.
The other person is a young man with an unusually handsome appearance, his eyes are black and white, and they are piercing. Wearing a sapphire blue silk shirt, gently shaking a folding fan. The handle of the folded fan in his hand is white jade, and the hand holding the fan handle is so white that it is indistinguishable from the fan handle. Can't hide a pair of graceful, luxurious, elegant and romantic.
But everyone immediately looked at the young man's waist in unanimous agreement, and saw a gold hook, a treasure belt as a bundle, and a long sword hanging, with two seal characters "Yi Tian" impressively written on the hilt. Judging from the shape and length of this sword, it is exactly the Yitian sword owned by Miejue Shitai.
When the six major factions besieged Guangmingding, Juejue Shitai used it frequently to eliminate demons and defend Taoism, so the six major factions are familiar with it. It's just that Miejue Shitai's sword, why did it return to this young master?
Song Yuanqiao was about to step forward and ask, but at this moment, he heard horseshoes on the east road, and a group of people came galloping on horses.
This group of people is a group of Yuan soldiers, about fifty or sixty people, and more than a hundred women, who were dragged by Yuan soldiers with ropes.
Most of these women had little feet and were lonely. How could they keep up with the horses? Some fell to the ground and were dragged around by ropes.
All the women were Han Chinese, obviously they were the common people who were taken captive by the soldiers of the Yuan Dynasty. Half of them had their clothes torn and torn, and some of them were even naked, crying and crying, which was extremely miserable.
(end of this chapter)