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Chapter 22 That's a Sword? (New book for follow-up reading)
Seeing this scene, Chu Qingqing felt a little moved, and couldn't help but look at her younger brother.

"Let's step back." Chu Zheng shook his head, leading Chu Qingqing to walk in the opposite direction.

He knew very well that it was impossible for Changdu to let these refugees in.

Because these refugees went in, Qamdo was almost destroyed.

Not to mention, with so many refugees and such a small city gate, there is a high possibility of a stampede.

Passing at this time is courting death.

Although Chu Qingqing didn't understand why her younger brother didn't take advantage of this time to follow the flow of people into Qamdo Mansion, but after more than a month, she was used to listening to her younger brother and obediently followed behind Chu Zheng.

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When the two retreated for a while, screams sounded at the gate of the city.

"The magistrate has an order that anyone who breaks into the city gate will be dealt with as a disorderly army and be killed!" A roar sounded like a bell.

Chu Zheng looked over and saw a soldier in armor blocking the gate of the city with a very large wooden shield.

"Back quickly!" The soldier roared and pushed hard, and one person pushed hundreds of refugees back one step.

In an instant, because of the stampede, I don't know how many people died.

"Xiang Wu from the Xiang family in Qamdo Prefecture is very talented. He is only [-] years old, and his martial arts has already reached the sixth-rank bone refinement level." Suddenly, a voice came to Chu Zheng's ears.

Chu Zheng followed the prestige and saw two Taoists standing not far away.

The clothes of these two Taoists were very clean. The leader was a middle-aged Taoist with black and white hair and a goatee, holding a whisk in his hand.

The young Taoist behind him has a face like a crown of jade, with piercing eyes, holding a bronze sword.

These two people are like immortals, standing on a rock, forming a strong contrast with the surrounding refugees.

Just as he was looking at it, the middle-aged Taoist among them suddenly felt something, turned his head, and looked at Chu Zheng with a pair of calm eyes.

Seeing those eyes, Chu Zheng immediately got goosebumps all over his body, and immediately dragged his sister away in a hurry.

"It's interesting." The middle-aged Taoist said suddenly.

"Uncle Master, what's the matter." Hearing this, the Taoist next to him looked curiously at the direction where Chu Zheng and the two were leaving.

But what catches his eyes are just two homeless teenagers.

The middle-aged Taoist said: "I saw a swordsman."

"Swordsman?" The young Taoist felt a little unbelievable when he heard this.

He also saw the young man just now.The other party's hand was nothing more than a rusty piece of iron.

There is no sword edge, no sword jaw, and even the gauntlet is just wound with rags.

Is this kind of thing a sword?

Seeing his nephew's expression, the middle-aged Taoist shook his head and said, "Fengyangzi, don't look at this boy's young age, and his sword in his hand is not good. But from the bloody smell on his body, it can be seen that , There are at least a dozen people who died at his hands recently. How can such a person not be considered a swordsman?"

Hearing what he said, Feng Yangzi was surprised.

That young man is five or six years younger than him. Can he already know how to kill at such a young age?
"It's a pity..." The middle-aged Taoist sighed softly.

It's a pity that the young man is already old, maybe he is fourteen or fifteen years old now.

After his observation, the other party had never practiced martial arts.

A young man of this age has not practiced martial arts since childhood to lay a solid foundation, and his future achievements will not be too high, and he will not even be able to cross the threshold of martial arts.

Otherwise, he really wanted to bring the other party into the mountain gate.

Then, he glanced at the refugees who had been dispersed from the city gate, and resentment gradually grew in his eyes.

"Master, we cannot interfere with the affairs of the court." Feng Yangzi could not help reminding when he saw the middle-aged man's expression.

The middle-aged Taoist was taken aback when he heard the words, and then snorted, "This Lu family of Liang Kingdom will be condemned by heaven!"

Twenty years ago, the head of the Shushan Sword Sect in Shu participated in the struggle for imperial power, and wanted to help the king of Shu win the throne.

But it didn't take long for the imperial court to bring in a large army and razed the Shushan Sword Sect to the ground, exterminating them all.

Even the first-rank master of the Shushan Sword Sect died at the hands of the court.

This caused Jianghu to be extremely jealous of the affairs of the court.

"Master! Be careful!" Feng Yangzi's expression changed drastically upon hearing the middle-aged Taoist's words.

The middle-aged Taoist also knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he closed his mouth, then looked at Fengyangzi, smiled and said: "Fengyangzi, you are too cautious with your temper. Forget it, let's go to Dazhuang Village. "

"Yes, Master Uncle." Feng Yangzi replied.

Speaking of Dazhuang Village, the middle-aged Taoist frowned.

Dazhuang Village is a village near their Liuyun Temple. Some time ago, there was news that the whole village was dead.

He didn't understand what kind of person would do such a crazy thing.

This didn't take their view of Liuyun seriously at all.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged Taoist shook his head, and took Feng Yangzi away.

On the other side, Chu Zheng and Chu Qingqing had already found a place.

There are more than a dozen thatched sheds here.

The shed was built next to a vegetable field, and it should have been built by someone before to look at the vegetable field.

Just because of the refugees, many people have taken refuge in Changdu Mansion, and this place is also deserted.

Here, apart from Chu Zheng, another family is also here.

There are four people in this family, a young couple with a pair of children.

For this pair of children, the eldest daughter looks like five or six years old, and the youngest son is four or five years old, both of them are sallow and emaciated.

Seeing Chu Zheng approaching, the couple showed vigilance.

Chu Zheng arrived here, nodded politely to the couple, and put down their burdens with Chu Qingqing in front of a shack.

Then, Chu Qingqing began to pick up some firewood under the shed.

Because it has been raining recently, the nearby wood has been soaked and has no effect. Only some dry ones can be found under the shed.

Chu Zheng sealed the hut to prevent the cold wind from blowing in.

After a while, the bonfire was lit.

There was some warmth in the damp and cold hut.

Chu Zheng took out the dried wolf meat that had been roasted before, and put it beside the campfire to roast.

It is worth mentioning that because of the killing of some people, they got some dry food, so the dried wolf meat has not been eaten yet.

"Daddy...I'm hungry..." At this moment, the little boy saw the jerky in Chu Zheng's hand, held his father's hand, and said softly.

Hearing the little boy's voice, Chu Zheng looked at him, slightly surprised.

He had heard this voice more than a month ago, it was the family who lived next to him that night.

It's just that Chu Zheng didn't expect that he and the other party were so destined to meet again today.

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　　August [-]th, the birthday of the sun, Yiqiu Festival Fangfeng, this seems to be a good day.

　　But few people know that this day is also an auspicious day for dakinis. The 24 holy dakinis gather together, holding human feet in their left hands and human arms in their right hands, devouring flesh and blood, and announcing the death of the world.

　　On this day, the seals of the world were shattered, and ghosts and monsters came to the world.

　　Dakini, Hate Married Girl, Long Moye, Night Tourist God, Baojiaxian
　　Countless ghosts and gods that only exist in folklore gather around Ji Shang.

　　And they wanted Ji Shang's life.

　　Bearing the curse of mortal death within six months, all he has to do is—live first!

　　


(End of this chapter)