Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 285

"Village chief, why should we help them?"

On a low hillside outside Wanghu Village, the old man was leaning on a dead wooden cane, looking into the distance with cloudy eyes, and could vaguely see a large lake like jasper, filled with a faint mist.

Behind the old man stood a middle-aged man, who was the one who made things difficult for Tang Ge before. At this moment, he looked at the old man with awe-filled eyes.

The old man was silent for a long time and said, "Maybe they can really help us solve our current predicament."

The middle-aged man said disdainfully: "Just those two magic sticks, what are they capable of?"

The old man said solemnly: "Don't underestimate the two of them, especially the boy in red, he makes me feel very dangerous."

He stopped suddenly, and continued after a while: "Although he doesn't have the Formless Realm, I always feel that I can't let go of this opportunity. Maybe I can really find the secret that has been buried for many years."

"You only need to implement my order, and there is no need to say anything about the rest. I am your master, and you have no right to question it."

At this time, the old man gradually had an unstoppable aura, and he was completely different from before, not at all like a dying person.

Under the oppression of this imposing manner, the middle-aged man was trembling, and soon he couldn't bear this inexplicable oppressive force, and knelt down.

"Yes, Master."

The middle-aged man knelt down devoutly on the ground, showing no disrespect, and his back was already soaked in cold sweat.

The old man's voice was cold and he said, "Go ahead and let everyone, young and old, return to the house to avoid seeing some bloody scenes."

"As ordered." The middle-aged man responded hurriedly without any hesitation.

On the barren low hills, only the old man stood alone, the wind blowing through his gray temples, showing the vicissitudes of life.

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Wanghu Village was empty, and the villagers all hid in their homes under the instructions of the village chief, just waiting for the team to arrive.

The cold wind blew past, blowing up the dust on the ground, leaving no trace.

Tang Ge and Long San were still sitting in that room, thinking about each other, and also waiting for the arrival of the team.

After being quiet for a long time, at a certain moment, Tang Ge suddenly said: "This village is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Be careful in everything, especially the village chief. It's not easy."

Thinking of that look, Long San suddenly felt terrified, and said: "Although the old man looks uncultivated, he gives people a strong sense of oppression, which is really weird."

Tang Ge asked: "Have you ever investigated the origin of this village?"

Long San thought for a while and said, "Fifty years ago, the villagers of this village moved here from the place near the Daxue Mountain in the north, and they have always settled here."

Tang Ge asked: "Why move?"

Long San hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's as if they appeared in the world out of thin air, with no past and no identity."

Tang Ge narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded silently, his thoughts no longer wandering to where he knew.

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After a long time, a team walked into Wanghu Village from the frosty wasteland.

There are a total of twelve soldiers in this team, all of them are cotton-padded clothes, wearing armor and holding spears.

Since the Northern King sent troops to surround Lindong Lake for the past three months, this team has been in charge of patrolling around Wanghu Village, in fact to monitor the actions of this mysterious village.

This team had just entered the village, and what greeted them was a sense of killing that was completely different from the past. The only passage in the village was also completely empty.

When the twelve soldiers saw this scene, their hearts trembled for a moment, and a chill rose from the soles of their feet.

"Commander, today is a bit weird!"

Among the team, someone couldn't bear the sudden dead silence, so he couldn't help saying something.

The team leader also frowned tightly, looking at the empty and desolate village with a strange expression.

Although Wanghu Village is sparsely populated, it used to have a peaceful atmosphere. Even if it gets colder, it will not have the depressing atmosphere it has today.

These 12 people are all elites who have experienced battlefield killings, and they soon noticed something strange.

"It's very strange here. Let's withdraw first and make a decision after reporting to the king."

After observing for a while, the team leader decisively ordered to retreat.

"Wanghu Village has such a beautiful scenery, I don't think you guys should leave."

Just when the team leader gave an order and the team was about to retreat, a joking voice came out suddenly.

Everyone turned around to look, and a fat man appeared behind at some point, blocking the way.

"Little fat man, who are you? You're not from Wanghu Village, are you?"

This team has patrolled the vicinity of Wanghu Village no less than a hundred times. Naturally, they have recognized all the few villagers here, but Long San is extremely unfamiliar.

Longsan folded his hands on his chest, looking down at the lamb to be slaughtered, and said: "You don't care who the young master is, you can just grab your hands now, young master, I can consider to spare your life."

The team leader shouted coldly: "Fatty, you are looking for death, brothers, catch him for me, I want to see how tight his skin is."

The other eleven soldiers immediately surrounded Longsan, the spears in their hands gleamed coldly.

Seeing this, the team leader sneered, swung the spear in his hand quickly, drew an arc of light, and was about to walk in the direction of Longsan, but the next moment, his body froze in place, unable to move.

In an instant, a red shadow appeared in front of him like a ghost, stretched out his middle index finger and stopped half an inch in front of his eyebrows.

The sharp breath is comparable to a sword.

The team leader could imagine that as long as he took another half step forward, the sharp finger would be inserted between his eyebrows abruptly.

"Move again and you will die."

Tang Ge said calmly, looking at the leader of the team, he put his two fingers together, exuding an extremely cold aura, which was creepy.

The team leader just froze in place, the hand holding the spear had no place to rest for a moment, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, his lips trembled, and he said, "Who are you?"

Tang Ge looked at him calmly without saying a word.

"Commander!"

The group of soldiers besieging Longsan only realized Tang Ge's appearance, and wanted to charge towards him with their spears.

"Stop it all!"

The leader of the team had also experienced battlefield killings, and his vision was naturally higher than that of ordinary people. He quickly understood that the two people in front of him were beyond their ability to resist, and immediately ordered the others to give up resistance.

"You're pretty smart."

Tang Ge smiled faintly, glanced back, and said, "They left it to you."

"Don't kill them!"

The soldier captain immediately shouted that he thought Tang Ge ordered Long San to kill his subordinates.

Tang Ge stood with his hands behind his back, looked at him quietly and said, "Don't worry, just let them sleep."

After receiving Tang Ge's order, Long San showed a sly smile on his face. Under the terrified eyes of the eleven soldiers, the fat figure disappeared instantly, and rushed into the crowd as afterimages.

Within a few breaths, before the eleven soldiers realized what had happened, they fell to the ground unconscious, and dropped their spears.

"What are you going to do?"

The team leader looked at the eleven soldiers who lost consciousness in an instant, couldn't help but swallowed, and looked at Tang Ge with a pale face.

Tang Ge said: "We are going to enter Cold Winter Lake, you are a smart person, you should know how to do it?"

(End of this chapter)