Chapter 26 Rage

After one stick of incense.

The two men in yellow met on the street.

"Tan Liang, how is your side?"

Lu Hui asked casually.

"I received a lot of money, about a few hundred taels of silver, and some jewelry and the like."

Tan Liang held large and small bags of things in his hands.

"It's about the same here."

"After distributing these money, I should be able to attract a lot of believers."

Lu Hui was full of smiles.

"Well, hand it over to the master first."

Tan Liang nodded gently.

The two walked side by side and came to the mansion deep in the alley and pushed open the door of the courtyard.

Creak~~~

It was like pushing open the ghost door.

Bang bang~~

Two muffled sounds.

The heads of the two men were smashed hard by a golden hammer.

"Not bad, there is quite a lot of money."

Qin Yang roughly looked at the things they put on their bodies and smiled with satisfaction.

He quickly closed the wooden door of the courtyard again, then moved the two bodies into the house, hid behind the door, and continued to wait for the destined person.

Bang, bang, bang~~~

The people of the Other Shore Cult probably never thought that someone would ambush them so blatantly.

They came to the door one by one, just like the Calabash Brothers saving their grandfather.

Whenever someone came in, Qin Yang would greet them warmly with the golden melon hammer in his hand.

Heads were smashed like watermelons.

Overnight, Qin Yang smashed more than a dozen heads.

He had so many gold, silver and jewelry that he could only carry them in a large package on his back.

In the second half of the night, Qin Yang probably left the mansion because there were not many people around.

It was still the old rules before, going to the Beijiang River first, throwing the golden melon hammer into the river before returning to the Qin Mansion.

"This time, the game is so big, I guess the people of the Other Shore Cult will definitely be furious."

"But what's the use? They can't find anything about me, and they can't be afraid to use the golden melon hammer."

"Who would have thought that I, a swordsman, would kill people with a golden melon hammer."

Killing so many people from the Other Shore Cult tonight finally made Qin Yang's depressed mood disappear, and he felt very comfortable.

He took out the harvest of the night from the package.

First of all, the silver and money, which can be used at will, and no one can trace the source.

Jewelry and other things need to be more cautious. Qin Yang plans to hide them for a while, and then ask Li Baling's father to take action after the news has passed.

Li Tong runs a gold and silver jewelry store, so it is just right to find him.

After killing people, he felt relieved and did not sleep. After changing out of his night clothes, he sat cross-legged and practiced the Canglang Blood Moving Method.

Now he just let out his breath.

With his current strength, the Other Shore Sect is still a behemoth that cannot be confronted head-on.

Qi and blood slowly circulated in the body, and then gathered in the kidneys, and began to emit a wave-like sound.

Layer after layer.

After the eighth layer of Canglang, the movement gradually subsided.

Then soon, the sound of surging waves sounded in the room again, and it lasted for a long time.

The other shore sect base.

Zhou Weichan, who was strong, bald, and had a tattoo on his head that looked like a black entrenched, looked at the dozen corpses in the room with an angry face.

"Good! Good! Good!"

He shouted "good" three times, but his voice was extremely vicious.

"Don't let me find you!"

Zhou Weichan was originally very happy that the riot in the outer city planned yesterday was so successful.

But when he received the news and came to this stronghold, he was in no good mood.

Only anger and resentment remained.

He only took a look at the death of these corpses, which was exactly the same as the bald mage before.

"You go out first."

Zhou Weichan said lightly.

Several men bowed and left, and locked the door.

As soon as the door was locked, the whole room was filled with a foul smell of blood.

It was only that the temperature was not high now, otherwise it would be even more smelly.

After all, more than a dozen bodies with broken heads and blood were placed so densely together, it would be hard not to smell.

Zhou Weichan looked at Feng Li's body, suddenly took out a knife to cut off his head, and then wrapped it with cloth.

After doing everything, he walked out of the room.

"Clean up all the bodies inside."

Zhou Weichan said in a low voice.

Several people responded loudly.

Zhou Weichan then left with Feng Li's head.

It was only one day after the Qingtian Festival.

But the outer city, which had experienced the riot yesterday, was like a ghost town.

There were garbage on the streets, and many families hung white silk, and there were faint cries.

Many innocent people were also affected in the riot last night and lost their lives.

This is the troubled times.

Human life is as insignificant as grass.

Even during the day, there are very few pedestrians on the street, and many people dare not stay on the street.

However, some officials can be seen occasionally.

It seems that yesterday's riot still attracted some attention.

Zhou Weichan knew that his appearance was too conspicuous and it was easy to arouse suspicion, so he shuttled through the alleys.

After passing through several streets, he entered a medicine shop.

In this medicine shop, an old voice was busy, treating many poor people.

This person was Yao Ya, the shopkeeper of Daliang Medicine Shop before.

Yao Ya saw Zhou Weichan and nodded slightly.

After Zhou Weichan responded, he walked directly to the back door of the medicine shop and entered a small house.

Inside the small house.

A faint sandalwood was burning.

An old man in white was sitting cross-legged and practicing.

This old man seemed to like jade very much, and he was wearing jade all over his body.

There is a pendant on his neck, a bracelet on his wrist, and even two white jade balls on his hand.

"Master Ling, this is Feng Li's head."

"I want to see who killed him."

Zhou Weichan said respectfully.

"Put it down." The old man in white said calmly.

Zhou Weichan quickly opened the baggage in his hand and placed Feng Li's head in front of the old man in white.

I saw the old man in white stretch out his skinny palm and poke out lightning.

Poof!

Five fingers were inserted into Feng Li's Tianling Cap.

after awhile.

The old man in white frowned slightly: "I didn't see the murderer's appearance. He covered his face. I only knew that the weapon he used was a pumpkin hammer."

"That's easy to handle with the pumpkin hammer."

"There should be very few people using this kind of weapon in Linjiang City."

Zhou Weichan said in a deep voice.

"Let's investigate first."

"Also, how many people were killed yesterday?"

The old man in white asked.

"Report to Master Ling that we attacked and killed twelve blood-moving warriors in the outer city yesterday."

"But there were two people who were very powerful and killed our people."

Zhou Weichan lowered his head, not daring to look at the old man in white.

"These people were promoted using secret techniques, and they are inherently weaker than ordinary blood-moving warriors."

"It's normal to be counterattacked if the opponent's reaction finds out."

"Now there are no more twelve blood-moving warriors in the outer city. With so much territory freed up, we will start fighting without us taking action anymore."

The old man in white sneered slightly.

"These are all planned by the spiritual mage."

"I believe that Linjiang City will be occupied by us soon."

Zhou Weichan seemed to become more excited.

"Don't rush."

"If the outer city is in chaos, the inner city will soon become chaotic as well."

"You go and investigate who killed so many people in our stronghold."

"This person may have noticed something, so he can't stay."

The old man in white's tone became darker.