Chapter 38: Bloody Village

The laughter spread wildly and unscrupulously in all directions. Mo Yu looked solemn and took the beggar to hide behind a house. He held his breath and looked around. The sound seemed to come from the center of the village, not far from here.

Mo Yu frowned and turned back, glanced at Mo Qi, wondering whether to go or not.

Judging from the chaos in the surrounding houses, evil people must have come to this village. An accident occurred and the money and silk were ignored. This is definitely not an ordinary bandit. This place is close to the south, and there is no shortage of evil people, including Yi Tu.

Thugs who enjoy themselves.

I have been exposed to my father's chivalry since I was a child, and it is difficult to turn a blind eye to such ordinary people.

However, if they go, due to their low skills, they will encounter a strong enemy and fail to save others. Instead, they will risk their own lives, which is a bad idea.

If you don't go, you can withdraw and leave it alone. However, such behavior will inevitably leave a shadow in your heart. In future practice, it may even breed inner demons!

His thoughts were spinning all over the place, and in just a few breaths, Mo Qi looked solemn and stared at Mo Yu inquiringly, thinking.

While Mo Yu was still in a dilemma, his laughter gradually died down, but then there were several desperate roars, accompanied by dog ​​barking, which was really scary.

Mo Yu heard these voices clearly, his eyes narrowed, and he finally made up his mind to go! But he didn't want to rush forward.

Looking back and giving Mo Qi a look, Mo Yu clenched his hands and cried quietly, tiptoeing towards the sound, Mo Qi followed behind with firm eyes.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and some conversations could be heard clearly. The two of them were extremely careful and came to a place similar to a square.

Looking out from the corner of the house wall, you can see that the square is not big and can accommodate about fifty or sixty people. The ground is flat and there is a high platform in the center, which can be climbed up by three or four steps.

At this moment, there was an ornate shelf on the high platform, with a bamboo wicker chair on display. On the chair, an old man in green clothes with half-white hair and beard was sitting. He was thin and leaning on a green wooden cane in his right hand. He was actually a lame man!

The old man had a strange expression on his face, looking towards the field with great interest, tapping his cane with his right index finger.

In the field, the scene looked extremely bloody. More than forty villagers gathered and squatted on the ground, men, women and children, their faces full of fear, grief and anger.

The women held the children and cried, while the men stood in front of them and stared angrily, while the old men sighed and begged! The ground around them was red and bleeding, and there were women in disheveled clothes, men in their prime who refused to rest in peace, dogs with their heads cut off, and cows with their belly broken...

There were even several dead children.

Next to the villagers, there were four young men in red robes, holding swords that were still bleeding. They looked at the villagers with a sinister smile, as if they were looking at a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, their eyes revealing bloodthirsty eyes.

Even after Mo Yu experienced murder, he was a little nauseated by the scene in front of him. Not to mention Mo Qi, who had experienced this scene for the first time, his face was as white as paper, he covered his mouth in horror, and his pupils were round and round.

Needless to say, these people must be members of the Demonic Cult!

There was only one big yellow dog, its legs were trembling, but it still stood at the front of the villagers, baring its teeth and barking at the young men, which made them laugh with disdain.

"What a beast, the guardian is not afraid of life and death." A nearby young man raised his eyebrows, spat at the dog, twisted his neck twice, and walked towards the dog with a knife.

The old man on the stage just glanced sideways and said nothing. Instead, he raised his lips in agreement, while the other young people cheered each other with words.

When the villagers saw the opponent approaching with a knife, they were even more frightened and moved back in fear. Only an old man with gray and sparse hair stood up tremblingly and patted the yellow dog on the head, and the dog responded.

Not barking, just staring with bared teeth and whining.

"Adults," the old man's lips trembled, and he begged sadly: "We in Zhaofeng Village are just humble people. We have always kept our rules and have never caused any trouble. If you need anything, just take it. Please

Spare your life~"

The old man should be the head of this village. As soon as his words came out, the villagers began to beg, cry or pray. It was so tear-jerking that Mo Yu in the dark felt the urge to go out and save people, but his reason told him not to act rashly.

People have at least three levels of heavenly power, and the old man on the chair is even more unfathomable.

Mo Qi's breathing was rapid, his lips were bitten white, and his eyes were moist and red. He tugged on Mo Yu's sleeves. Mo Yu turned back, sighed and shook his head, indicating that he could do nothing and could only wait and see what happened.

The village chief's words did not arouse the sympathy of the other party. The young man sneered and said nothing. He came over and kicked the village chief to the ground. Upon seeing this, the yellow dog roared and jumped towards the young man to bite him.

However, there was only a flash of the sword, and the yellow dog whimpered. The dog's body was split in half from the head, and its organs were scattered on the ground, dripping with blood.

A child in the crowd called out "Huang" and started crying. Upon seeing this, a woman quickly hugged the child, covering her mouth and patting her on the back to coax her. The rest of the crowd were frightened by the young man's brutality and did not dare to speak out.

The village chief sat up with the help of several villagers. He looked around and his lips were trembling and he could not speak. He sighed and burst into tears, calling the evildoer God for not opening his eyes.

The old man on the stage heard the village chief's words and groaned in displeasure. When the four young men saw this, their faces became solemn. They picked up their swords and approached the villagers. The young man who had just slaughtered the dog wiped the blood from his face and stood at the front and opened fire.

The voice said: "Today is the day when my master comes out of seclusion. It should be celebrated with blood. With this said, it is time for you to rest in peace, hahaha~"

After saying that, the long knife in his hand mercilessly wiped the village chief's neck, and a line of blood suddenly shot out. The villagers behind him screamed in fear and ran around in a hurry. However, the other three were already waiting aside, using their skills to use their hands.

The villagers who had the strength to bind the chicken slaughtered the soldiers.

The child previously named Ah Huang, along with his mother, were stabbed through by a knife; a strong man with red eyes, to protect his wife and children, gritted his teeth and hugged the trouser leg of one of the enemies, and was brutally hacked to death by a knife; an old man on a crutch trembled.

Looking at my cold wife, I fell unconscious...

Crying, screaming, laughing, all performed in patches of bright red blood, it is inhumane, lives are disappearing one by one, it is horrifying to the bone, human nature is ruthless and merciless!

Mo Yu's chest was rising and falling, his fists were clenched white, and he was going through all kinds of torture in his heart. He was watching his beloved being brutalized, but he was unable to help him, and he didn't even have the courage to go out. He was just like the murder case at Jun Mansion, where he stayed out of the incident.

"Ah!" Suddenly, Mo Qi screamed beside him. Mo Yu turned around and saw Mo Qi covering his chest, vomiting violently, and shaking like chaff.

"Oops!", Mo Yu's heart skipped a beat, and regardless of the blood in front of him, he picked up Mo Qi, used all his strength, and ran away towards the entrance of the village.

It seemed that it was still a step too late. The old man in green clothes in the square narrowed his eyes and shouted in the direction of Mo Yu, "Where is Xiaoxiao?!"

Then he slapped the seat with his palm, and jumped up. His right hand, the Aoki crutch, touched the ground and, like an eagle spreading across the sky, he directly approached Mo Yu and the two of them.

Mo Yu didn't dare to look back, goosebumps were appearing on his back. Based on the old man's momentum, he was shocked to find that it was actually the sixth level of heaven! It was two levels higher than the head of the Longwei Escort Bureau. Like Uncle Qingguang and the four of them, they were real masters.

!

The difference in realm was too big, and there was another person on his shoulders. Soon the distance between the two parties was shortened. In front of the village entrance, the old man stood leisurely in front of Mo Yu with a mocking look on his face.

Mo Yu stopped, put down Mo Qi solemnly, and looked at the old man.

At this time, Mo Qi also knew that he had made a big mistake, causing his eldest brother to be discovered by the enemy, and the two of them would probably die here. With a face full of shame, he called out sadly, "Brother Mo Yu, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Yu waved his hand to interrupt. He knew what Mo Qi was going to say. It was his first experience and it was normal to have that kind of reaction. It would be weird not to react.

Patting Mo Qi's shoulder, Mo Yu whispered: "This is Jianghu, do you regret it?" As he spoke, he slowly pulled out his right hand and sobbed.

Mo Qi's face turned pale. Recalling the scene of Shura just now, he couldn't help but feel nauseated again, but this time he gritted his teeth and held it back. He looked at the old man stubbornly and took out the ghost snake from his arms.

"No regrets!" This was Mo Qi's answer.

Hearing Mo Qi's return, Mo Yu's solemn expression softened a little, and he took two steps forward to block the front, pointing the tip of Youqi's sword at the old man, whose meaning was self-evident.

When the old man saw this, he was stunned. He laughed angrily and shook his sleeves: "How dare two young boys swing their swords at me?!"

"I can't remember how the person who disrespected me died last time, huh!"

With a grunt of displeasure, the old man touched the ground with his crutch, and a stone was packed with force and roared towards Mo Yu's face.

Mo Yu's eyes narrowed, and he pushed Mo Qi away with his back. At the same time, Youwei raised his sword horizontally, pointing the sword at the stone.

"Bang!", the stone was as heavy as a fierce bull. When it hit Youqiu Sword, Mo Yu felt a tightness in his chest. He couldn't resist and slid backwards. In shock, he pressed his left hand against the sword body. With the strength of both hands, he could withstand it, but

At his feet, he took more than twenty steps back!

Looking at the white light mark on the sword body, Mo Yu was solemn as never before, with a hint of despair, staring coldly at the old man, Mo Qi saw this and ran over quickly, remaining silent.

The old man let out a chuckle, looked at Mo Yu up and down with great interest, and asked with twinkling eyes: "That kid, who is your master?"

Mo Yu's eyes darkened, and he said firmly with no expression on his face: "No one has any sect!"

"You are making fun of me?" The old man was very unhappy with Mo Yu's answer. His eyes widened with murderous intent: "Since you have no family and no sect, then just be a lonely ghost!"

As he spoke, energy roared throughout his body, and he was already ready to take action. Mo Yu's expression became solemn, and he was ready to fight to the death.

Just when the two sides were on the verge of a fight, a long laugh came from afar above the entrance to the village: "Old man Sun, we haven't seen each other for many years, and yet he ended up bullying a junior. Hahaha, it's really ridiculous!"

Mo Yu frowned and looked around sternly. The long laugh just now had some strength. He was also a master, at least not inferior to the old man in front of him. Whether he was an enemy or a friend, he was not optimistic about it.

On the other hand, after the voice appeared, the old man's face became as dark as water, and his voice became hoarse. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Zhou...you...dao!"

The voice was like a night owl, with a sharp sound that made Mo Yu and Mo Yu's eardrums ache. It showed the deep resentment of its owner, and also revealed that the old man had an unknown relationship with the owner of this mysterious voice.

"Hiding your head and showing your tail, you are just as bad as before, how dare you come out to me!" The old man's crutch hit the ground heavily, causing a wave of air and yellow dust to fly.

"Hahaha," the old man was excited, and his mysterious voice was full of disdain. After a few laughs, he raised his voice and said, "Why don't you dare? I could cripple one of your legs back then, but now I can cripple your whole body!"

The sound exploded over the entire village entrance, attracting the attention of the four red-robed young men in the square. They jumped solemnly from the village, glanced at Mo Yu and the other two, held their swords and bowed to the old man, saying: "Master."

The old man didn't reply or pay attention to the four people. He just kept looking around, looking for something.
Chapter completed!