Starting from the lifting of human restrictions

Chapter 129 Tragedy
To the south of Jiaoshi Village, you must pass through Jiaonan Village to go to Nanhuan Town.

Hundreds of ragged, yellow and thin villagers in the village looked at the rows of warriors who they used to regard as "lords" standing around in fear.

Some children who are not very sensible, standing in the crowd, always open their eyes and look at these majestic strangers curiously.

A few naughty ones seemed to want to break free from their parents' arms, and ran towards these "gentlemen", but they were immediately held by their parents and elders, and held them in their arms.

"Is everyone here?"

Standing in front of the crowd, a white-clothed martial artist who looked young turned his eyes away from everyone in the village, and asked an old man with white hair and haggard who looked like an elder in the village.

"It's... it's here."

The old man with white hair and haggard seemed to be frightened by the surrounding momentum, and he murmured tremblingly.

"It's good when we arrive."

The young warrior in white looked cold, looked at the hundreds of ordinary people at the bottom, and said word by word: "The Liuyun Hall in Nanhuan Town was destroyed, the owner of the hall, Nie Yunsheng, was plotted to fall, and hundreds of warriors and apprentices died. .According to the order of the Nanjiang County Pavilion Master, it is inevitable that the earth god will revive, spread beliefs, and erode the villages and towns. All the villages and towns around Nanhuan Town, regardless of men, women, old or young, old, weak, sick or disabled, will not leave a single one."

"what?"

The haggard old man with white hair, after hearing the words of this white-clothed warrior, his cloudy eyes suddenly widened, almost staring out, "Old...Master, you, what are you talking about?"

That young white-clothed warrior seemed to have finished his cutscene, not interested in saying anything more, and waved lightly.

"kill!"

Behind him, three white-clothed warriors from the second level of qi training and more than a dozen soap-clothed warriors from the first level of qi training, like tigers pouncing sheep, flew towards the gathered villagers.

"Master Wutu, spare your life!"

When the many villagers present saw these warriors and apprentices, they suddenly rushed into the crowd to kill, dozens of people immediately knelt down.

But it is useless at all, each of these warriors and apprentices is like a killing machine.

Not only do they keep their hands away from these people who they regard as "untouchables", but few people have a trace of pity in their eyes.

These people, almost every one of them is brushed out from the "human pile", and after practicing innate unity, they have been completely separated from ordinary people.

"Ah-"

"Forgive me!"

There were bursts of shrill shouts.

The tendons and bones were broken, blood spurted wildly, and a hundred villagers fell down like weeds that had been cut down.

The cries of the old and the weak, women and children, and the angry roars of the young and strong were louder and louder, but facing these warriors and apprentices who were several times stronger than them even with bare hands, any resistance was meaningless.

Two or three young and strong people who escaped by chance, each holding weapons such as wooden sticks, hatchets, and harpoons, can face a warrior in white who is almost invulnerable, but in the blink of an eye, every head is smashed. Shengsheng twisted it off, without the slightest resistance.

The sound of beeping flames followed.

Some peripheral warriors started setting fire to the village.

Wooden huts and various sampans and other sundries were ignited and burned. In a blink of an eye, the flames were overwhelming, and a large area was bright red.

"Beast, beast, how dare you do this, how can you..."

The haggard white-haired old man who answered first saw this scene, his eyes were tearing apart, his old face was completely distorted, he stretched out his fingers tremblingly and pointed at the white-clothed warrior in front of him, he was so angry that he was almost speechless.

It never occurred to him that these "gentlemen" asked him to gather the villagers together in order to slaughter their village together.

Even though they have been oppressed to suck blood and almost have nothing, it is hard to imagine that these people would do such insane things.

boom--

Suddenly there was a loud bang.

The warrior in white who gave the order kicked the old man's thin body into the air, fell five or six meters away, and fell heavily on the ground without making a sound.

"Where is the next one?"

The leading warrior in white glanced at the corpses on the ground, and suddenly said something.

A warrior who was only two or three steps away from him hastily stepped forward to salute, and respectfully said: "Jiaoshi Village, the last village in the northwest."

"Then let's go. Huh? And there are still fish that slipped through the net?"

The white-clothed warrior waved his hand, and suddenly looked to the west of the village, where a thin figure was staggering towards the distance.

"I'll go after it!"

The soap-clothed warrior immediately made a sound, and was about to catch up with the fleeing figure.

"It's okay."

The leading warrior in white waved his hand lightly, with a cruel smile on his face, "Since he is the last one, let everyone have some fun and follow him. Fighting with wooden stakes is really meaningless."

"Yes." The soap-clothed warrior hurriedly bowed again.

……

Huhu——

There was a loud gasp.

Liu Si, who was running wildly on the coastal wilderness, almost felt that his lungs were about to explode, his feet were as heavy as lead, sweat dripped from his forehead, soaked into his eyes, and in his red eyes, sweat and tears trickled down .

"Dead, all dead..."

Unimaginable fear filled Liu Si's heart.

The destruction of Nanhuan Town started yesterday, and he was still excited that he might not have to pay taxes these days, and he would pass the news he heard from Jiaonan Village back to his own Jiaoshi Village.

Unexpectedly, when he came to Jiaonan Village again today, he saw a scene that broke his liver and gallbladder just outside the village.

Warriors and warrior masters are killing people.

All the old, young, women and children in the village were killed.

Moreover, he was hiding in the distance in front of him, and he heard the sentence that everyone in Nanhuan Town should be killed to prevent anyone from believing in the earth god.

Ordinary people may not know much about this matter, but if he likes to run around the villages and towns like this, he knows more or less. This is probably because the warrior masters are going to encircle and suppress the earth god again.

When he was young, he heard from the old man that at that time, the Eight Great Heavenly Sects besieged and suppressed the earth gods in Dongzhou Continent. Once they found out that people believed in the earth gods and sacrificed themselves, it would be a massacre.

The blood flowed like a river, which was extremely frightening.

He had to rush back, back to Jiaoshi Village, and inform the village to let the villagers run for their lives.

"Liu Si, what's wrong with you?"

Running desperately all the way to the entrance of Jiaoshi Village, Liu Si met old man Zhang at the entrance of the village.

This old man is chattering, and he can even call his spirits. In the past, Liu Si thought that old man Zhang was weird.

But at this time, I didn't care whether the other party really believed in the earth god, took a breath, and shouted loudly, "Run away, old man Zhang, run away, someone believes in the earth god, and the warrior masters killed people. kill."

"Liu Si, you're talking nonsense..." Old man Zhang wanted to reprimand at first, but suddenly he shuddered, as if remembering the news that Nanhuan Town was destroyed yesterday, and that the God of Earth was involved, he immediately stood up Just run back.

While running, he followed Liu Si and yelled: "Go to sea, people in the village go to sea quickly, the master warriors killed people, hurry up..."

"Liu Si, what happened?"

"Uncle Zhang, what's the matter with you?"

In Jiaoshi Village, startled by the shouts of the two, many people from every household ran out and asked curiously.

"Run, everyone, run, the masters of the warriors have killed, and no one will be left behind."

After Liu Si yelled a few words, he hurried into the wooden shed where he lived, pulled up his wife and a five or six-year-old child, and rushed towards the sampan boat on the coast.

Affected by the two, the villagers of Jiaoshi Village ran out of their homes one by one.

The escape route chosen by everyone is very consistent, that is to go out to sea by boat, otherwise it is impossible for them to escape from those warriors and apprentices.

But just as everyone dragged their families and snatched out valuable belongings from their homes and loaded them into sampan boats, there was a burst of hurried footsteps at the entrance of the village in the distance.

Three white-clothed warriors and more than a dozen soap-clothed warriors had rushed to Jiaoshi Village without haste.

Several warriors leaped vertically on the spot, rushed to several sampan boats that were about to enter the sea, and threw several villagers overboard with three punches and two kicks.

Others, seeing these warriors and apprentices, immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, some ran away.

"Ah Shui, run away!!"

In the north of the village, Fang Ah Shui was carrying a bamboo basket back to the village with a lot of various shellfish and seafood picked up last night.

From a distance, he saw Aunt Li who lent him a sea fish in front, screaming at him, urging him to run for his life.

At this time, Fang Ah Shui also saw a large number of warriors and apprentices, knocking down the villagers one by one to the ground.

A martial artist in soap clothes seemed to have noticed Aunt Li who was running away, and quickly caught up with him, knocked Aunt Li to the ground with a punch, and then stepped on her vest.

The soap-clothed warrior raised his head again, staring at Fang Ah Shui on the beach in the distance like a bloodthirsty jackal.

"what?!"

Fang Ah Shui shuddered all over, threw away the bamboo basket in his hand, and ran towards the coastal wilderness in the north.

(End of this chapter)