Rivers and lakes start from Shushan

Chapter 92 Mengjiazhuang ([-])
"The shop is full, sorry!"

Listening to the words of the innkeeper over there, the Scar man turned his head, as if he didn't care about the movement over there.

"We don't stay in the store, we just inquire about some things. Why is there no one in this Mengjiazhuang?"

Sure enough, it was aimed at Meng's house. The scarred man was talking to the man in front of him, but his ears were always listening to the counter.

Many people in this inn are like this.

Because merchants lived there in the past, this inn was built very large, and the lobby area was not small.

The merchants who can come and go on this route are not small caravans of three or five people, at least a dozen people, many, even a hundred people.

On the way, if there is a place that provides hot water and a good night's rest, as long as the price is not ridiculously expensive, most people will choose to stay here.

Although there are few fertile fields, there are also no squires who take advantage of it.

Although Meng Shentong is the leader of evil ways and the devil feared by everyone, he can also protect this paradise.

If it is maintained for another ten years, this Mengjiazhuang may not be able to become a city.

At that time, Meng Shentong may not be unable to become the lord of a country.

In today's world, there are many small countries in the cracks between big countries, such as Tubo, Xixia, Dali, and Koryo. Compared with the nine countries, they are naturally small countries, but compared with those real small countries, all of them are giants.

Most of the small countries occupy one city and one land and call themselves countries.

Now, there are so many Jianghu people gathered here in Mengjiazhuang. It is because of the rumor that Meng Shentong dug an ancient tomb and obtained many ancient treasures. This gave him the confidence to dare to go to Shushan to provoke.

Otherwise, wouldn't he be stupid, he dared to pick the sect with the number one place on the ground list, did he think he was from the royal family of the nine kingdoms or the nine sects?
The scar man listened to the rumors about the treasure, and paid attention to the movements of the two girls at the counter.

"The people in Mengjiazhuang, if they die or flee, naturally there will be no one."

The innkeeper seemed to be talking indifferently, with a calm tone.

"Do you know where Meng Shentong is buried?"

Listening to the white-browed girl asking this question, the innkeeper looked at him carefully, and then said: "Originally, he was hastily buried by his disciples, but someone dug him out two days ago, and then buried him in a hurry. There was some dispute over there, a fight started, and nothing happened!"

The white-browed girl, hearing the words, glanced at these people in the inn, and a little sharpness flashed in her eyes.

Bone to ashes!

If there is really a grudge, there is no revenge, and such evil things are done, then it can be considered as the past.

However, to do such evil things just for the sake of being buried in the tomb, that is really bottomless, pure evil!
Listening to the innkeeper pointing the way, the two girls left the inn.

Later, several people also hurried out of the inn.

"Brother, do you want to go and see together?"

The Scarred man hesitated for a moment, nodded, and left the inn with that man.

"What's your brother's name?"

"A friend in the area of ​​Mengxiang Lake, Tiao Ai, has the title of "Soul Chasing Sword", nicknamed Tong Huajin."

Scar said that his name was Tong Huajin, but that person didn't believe it at all. Tong Huajin, Tong Huajin, isn't that a liar?

It's just that it was a chance encounter in the rivers and lakes, and it was understandable to join forces temporarily.

"Long-awaited! Long-awaited! My younger brother's name is "Star Picker", and his nickname is Lu Sikong."

Naturally, Tong Huajin didn't believe the name he gave, but he didn't expose it. The two praised each other, and followed to the north of Mengjiazhuang, by a forest.

Naturally, Meng Shentong didn't prepare a grave for himself early, and he didn't know that he would die once he went out.

The ancestral graves of his Meng family had been confiscated by eighteen generations of ancestors long ago when all the bad things were done.

His apprentice found him a wasteland in the back mountain of Mengjiazhuang, and buried him at will.

This is not unfilial, but to prevent the grave from being robbed by the enemy.

When I was alive, there were many people who were afraid, but when I was dead, there were not many people who came to seek revenge.

When the two girls arrived here, they could see a mess around them.

Scattered flowers and plants, faint blood stains, and some fragments of weapons may be the bones of Meng Shentong.

The reason why it is possible is because the white bones are scattered and scattered everywhere, with no shape at all.

It is embarrassing for a generation of devils to end up in such a situation.

"Hua'er, wait for me at the inn first."

The white-browed girl gave an order at this time, and the other girl obediently walked ten feet away, looked back, and left obediently.

At this time, quite a few people followed, but no one followed the girl back to the inn, they all looked at the white-browed girl and wanted to do something.

The closest ones are only six or seven feet away, relying on the large number of people, I really don't have any scruples.

The white-browed girl glanced around, then lightly stamped her foot.

The earth is shaking!

It's not an exaggerated adjective, I saw that the land on this hill, like sea water, actually set off waves!

Few of the quacks who followed were able to stand under such movement. Those who reacted quickly were able to leave, while those who reacted slowly were immediately swallowed by the waves formed by the mud.

The white-browed girl didn't make any serious moves. Those who were swallowed by the mud flow were just swept up and thrown away.

And this mound rolled like this, and in just an instant, it arrived at Mengjiazhuang.

Mengjiazhuang occupies a large area, naturally many of these mounds can be submerged, but only occupying a corner of the central hall, it stopped.

Such movement was caused not only by those who followed, but also by the people in the inn, all of them came out at this time, watching this scene from a distance.

Can this still be called martial arts?

Anyone with a little bit of knowledge knows that this is no longer human power, but the power of heaven and man!

It turned out to be a celestial being!
"But Mangshan Senior Lu, Shushan Yang Ke sees you!"

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded from the sky. Although the person who spoke has not yet been seen, his face has already appeared in his mind. He must be a gentle and modest gentleman.

All of them looked up, only to see a blue light flashing across the sky, and a scholar in green shirt appeared with him.

That blue light, this is an ancient and simple long sword, about four feet long, slightly longer than ordinary swords, some knowledgeable people have already recognized this sword according to its shape.

This is Yang Ke from Shushan Mountain. Looking at it, he doesn't have much momentum. If it weren't for the sword aura surrounding him, he would have thought he was just a noble son.

Or, is it a sword fairy?

However, when Yang Ke came, he came stepping on that sword, like the flying sword in the storybook?
"Aren't you afraid that the Emei faction will make trouble?"

Yang Ke was floating in the void at this time, standing on a long sword. This sword is the Yitian Sword, so it is naturally not the real thing.

However, if Yang Ke stepped on this sword, if Emei heard it, there might be some quarrels.

(End of this chapter)