31 The Little Black Bird Sends a Secret Letter (Recommended Ticket)

At this moment, it was already dark.

Ordinary people ended their day of farming and labor, blowing out lamps and pulling wax, and went to rest.

On Xiaogu Mountain not far from Wujun County, in Blood Sword Village, as usual, the lights in Dazhai are bright.

Nearly a hundred bloody knife village gangsters, sitting in the spacious Juyi Hall, surrounded by a red stove, glass to glass, gulps of meat, so happy.

Different from ordinary people, these are strong thieves who kill without blinking an eye and lose their conscience!

Usually when there is nothing, neither ploughing the land nor working.

He slept soundly during the day, but at night he was full of energy, specializing in some unconscionable business.

It belongs to the typical "night fun"!

In recent days, the blood knife village is different from the past, it is more lively and festive.

Because today is their "harvest" day.

The cruel words that were put down in the surrounding villages before have reached their deadline today.

Go out empty-handed, but when you come back, you bring countless silver coins!

While eating and drinking, the gangsters thought that the money would be split soon after all the brothers who went out came back, and they became more and more excited and excited.

But in this noisy Juyi Hall, in the corner sat an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

From the outside, this middle-aged man seems to be a little incapable of drinking, and his face is flushed, but when he lowered his head to drink, there was a flash of clarity in his eyes.

"Come on! Brother Li Lang, I, let's drink!"

"Yes, yes! We drink meat, no, no, drink..."

The gangsters sitting at the table with the middle-aged man named Li Lang raised their wine glasses from time to time, screamed, slurred their speech, and had their tongues knotted.

These people were obviously drinking a little over the top, and they were already drunk.

Li Lang raised the wine glass and waved his hands again and again, "No, I, I can't do it anymore, I can't hold it anymore, I want to go out..."

As he spoke, he staggered to his feet and walked towards the door while leaning against the wall.

Beside him, there were intermittent, indistinct laughter.

"Hey hey, this kid is no, no, I just took a few sips, and I can't hold it anymore? Hahaha!"

"Just, that's it! Think of it a few days ago, sir, I was singled out four in one night until dawn, and I didn't take any rest..."

"Hey, just your small body, tsk tsk, I think it's enough..."

"You, you dare to make fun of me, don't believe you dare to try with me tonight..."

"Afraid of you? Come, come and come..."

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A middle-aged man, Li Lang, staggered out of the Juyi Hall and heard laughter behind him, his fists clenched subconsciously, and a deep hatred and grief flashed in his eyes.

Although his name is Li Lang, this is not his real name. On the surface, his identity is that of a bandit in the Blood Sword Village, but in fact, there is still a layer of identity secretly, that is the county government of Wujun County. The informant in the village.

Originally, he also had a complete family, a wife who loved him and a lovely daughter, but all this was broken by a group of robbers ten years ago.

Although it has been a full ten years, whenever he closes his eyes in the middle of the night, he subconsciously recalls the tragic situation before his wife and children died!

After that accident, he secretly swore that in the rest of his life, he would do everything in his power to eradicate the robbers and gangsters he saw!

This time, the bloody knife village bandit gang quietly emerged in Wujun County, and the government forces were helpless after repeated encirclement and suppression. When he learned the news, he volunteered and voluntarily joined the blood knife village to become an informant.

Blood Sword Village is located on Xiaogu Mountain, which is a place of mountains and fields.

And because the blood knife village was formed not long ago, the construction of Dazhai has not been completely completed.

Although there are also specially built thatched huts in the stockade, but the common stockade bandits, who are of low quality and are afraid of trouble, often find a place with no one to solve it quietly.

Zhang Huan suppressed the anger in his heart and staggered to a secluded place in the village where no houses had been built yet.

After confirming that no one was around, he whistled softly.

Suddenly the grass not far in front of him swayed slightly, and a pitch-black bird flapped its wings and flew to his hand.

Zhang Huai took out a secret letter that had been prepared a long time ago, and stuffed it into the small letter bucket that had been tied to one leg of the bird.

Then he raised his palm, and the bird fluttered its wings and disappeared into the night sky.

Seeing the bird disappear completely, Zhang Huan's mouth showed a faint sneer, thinking that these thieves in Blood Sword Village, your good days are over!

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In the night, there was a lot of snow, and the cold wind was howling.

The little black bird who reported the message flapped its wings, flew out of the Bloody Sword Village, flew down the Xiaogu Mountain, and flew towards a dense forest not far below the Xiaogu Mountain.

Inside the dense forest, Zhang Yunqing, the magistrate of Wujun County, led the brigade of the county yali and the masters sent by Liuxuanmen this time to join together, quietly waiting for the news from the mountain.

A group of yamen in the county yali of Wujun County had experienced the fierceness of the bloody knife village, so all of them were ready to fight, and they were full of spirit.

On the other side, the disciples of the Six Profound Sect were not like that. The attitudes of the two were diametrically opposed.

There were quite a few disciples who rubbed their hands complainingly and whispered in private.

"Hey, it's just a group of thieves and robbers who occupy the mountains as kings. It's worth letting us freeze here?"

"That's right, that's too much of a fuss. Even if there are robbers in the Innate Realm in the Blood Sword Village, the leaders this time are Elder Wang and Elder Guo in the door!"

"Isn't it! I don't know what the magistrate thinks? The two elders have deep internal strength and unfathomable strength.

Especially Elder Wang's single-handed sword is unparalleled in the world, and Elder Guo also made a heavy spear, which should not be underestimated!

Coupled with us inner disciples, isn't it as easy as chopping melons and vegetables to deal with a few bandits? Are you still doing this? It's a bit of a caution..."

"Cough cough!"

There was a sound of the old man's coughing, and the disciples did not dare to say more, and quickly closed their mouths.

Elder Wang Muwang glared at the disciples who were whispering and complaining behind him, smiled and said to Zhang Yunqing who was beside him: "Master Zhang is laughing, these little dolls have never seen anything in the world, they don't understand the depths of the rivers and lakes, and they just said that nonsense. For the nonsense, I hope your lord Haihan, please forgive me."

"Where." After Zhang Yunqing heard the words, he waved his hands again and again and replied with a smile, "Elder Wang's words are serious."

"Humph!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was another unpleasant snort from the side.

I saw an old man with a tall and straight stature with slightly gray hair and a long beard walking forward with a slightly unhappy face.

The old man had a majestic face, arrogance in his eyes, his temples bulged high, and he was obviously a congenital master with deep internal strength.

This person is Guo Yang, the elder of Liuxuanmen, elder Guo!

When he came closer, Guo Yang glanced at Zhang Yunqing and said with a little dissatisfaction: "Master Zhang, this old man thinks that the disciples just now are a little unreasonable, but their words are not rough. It's just a bunch of bandits who put together a group of turkeys and dogs on the mountain.

Even if it is as the adults said, there are congenital masters hidden in it, but with the help of my brother and I, could it be that the small mountain bandit is not an opponent?

Could it be that my lord is doubting the strength of my brother and me? ! "

"This……"

After speaking, Zhang Yunqing looked embarrassed and didn't know how to respond.

Wang Mu, who was on the side, showed a helpless look on his face. His junior brother was very talented, but he was arrogant by nature and couldn't bear his temper.

Even if there is dissatisfaction in my heart, I can't say it so clearly...

Besides, there is nothing wrong with Zhang Yunqing if you are careful to sail the Wannian Ship.

Feeling that the atmosphere became a little awkward, Elder Wang Muwang just planned to speak to ease the awkward atmosphere.

At this moment, there was a slight fluttering sound from the night sky, and a pitch-black bird flew over.

"Sir! Come!"

A yamen holding a bird cage said, and quickly opened the cage, and the little black bird flew into the cage.

The yamen took off the secret letter on the bird's leg and handed it over.

A look of joy flashed across Zhang Yunqing's face, his eyes lit up, and he quickly took the secret letter and read it.

The expressions of Elder Wang and Elder Guo next to them did not change much after seeing them.

On the other hand, Zhang Yunqing's complexion became slightly solemn, his brows furrowed slightly in thought, and he subconsciously muttered to himself: "The master of Blood Sword Village has not shown his face, and his whereabouts are elusive?

What kind of power is the mysterious Dazhai owner of this Blood Sword Village? "

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