"The ones entering the pass check the card, the ones behind are lined up!"

The cicadas sing on the official road tree and roared. Passing business trips shouted around the city gates of pedestrian passes and walked to the side doors dedicated to the vendors' convoys.

The soldiers shouted, the tea sheds and stalls outside the pass, and the animals were whispering.

Someone smiled and collected the fees from a stall, stuffed it into his belt, hummed a small song, and turned to a path. When passing by the tea shed, the figure who was hanging his head and pretending to be asleep slightly raised his face. Under the hat, his eyes opened, glanced at the back of his passing, took out two copper coins and put them on the table, grabbed the long-handled broken knife, hugged his chest, and slowly followed.

It was Zuo Zhengyang, one of the "single people" mentioned by Taoists before.

This time, I went north because I heard what the Prayer Cult did in Lanruo Temple. After relocating the five scholars, I did not go with Lu Liangsheng. After buying a new weapon, I went to Linghezhou alone. He was considered an old world, and he could tell the direction and when he was on the way.

Half a month ago, I rushed to the Helingzhou border pass. While waiting for Lu Liangsheng and others to come and meet, I used my own method to inquire about the direction of Ziling Mountain.

Few people know about the name of the mountain in this area. After inquiring from many sources, they learned that it is southeast of Junyang City.

He is a man who practices Taoism and does evil things, and he must act rigorously. In terms of food, Zuo Zhengyang predicts that people on the mountain will not go down the mountain to purchase it themselves. He should have a confidant at the foot of the mountain or a person outside the school to purchase and escort up the mountain.

Junyang City, which is far away from Ziling Mountain, must be a place to buy ingredients. In the early morning of two consecutive days, they guarded the city's vegetable market, visited farmers to find out the purchasers, and ruled out some nearby sects, governments, and gangs, and they locked up two people, one of them was the one he followed.

But at the moment, it is not yet certain that the other party, or even the ones above, are the batches that deliver ingredients to the Qihuo Sect.

Under the cover of the hat, Zuo Zhengyang slowly hung behind, staring at the back of the blackmail stall, and went to a nearby fence yard before stopping. The man turned his head and looked away, pushed open the farmhouse yard. A woman was cleaning the eaves. When she saw him coming in, she threw a broom and rushed into the house in panic to close the door.

The man reached out to hold the crack in the door with one hand, then kicked the woman open, and held her shoulders off, closed the door with her backhand. After a moment, the woman screamed and cried from the room.

Behind the tree outside the yard, Zuo Zhengyang narrowed his eyes. It was not once or twice that the other party was doing this.

He jumped, fell into the yard, kicked the door open with a slight kick, and the man lay naked on the woman who was torn apart in his dress.

"Who are you?!"

Without waiting for the man to shout, his scalp tightened and he was pulled away from the woman. With a bang, he flew out of the door and fell to the ground and rolled around for a few times, overwhelming the fence of the vegetable garden.

Zuo Zhengyang turned his head and did not look at the trembling woman on the bed. He threw a piece of silver over, turned around and closed the door, and walked to the yard step by step with a long knife hanging.

"Dare you kill me?"

"Do you know who I am? I tell you, you must dare to use the knife..."

The man sat on the ground and stepped back while rubbing against the ground, covering his head and roaring. The next moment, the blade slashed, and he was so scared that he closed his eyes and shouted repeatedly: "I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"I didn't do anything, this hero."

"What's the matter if you've done a blackmail vendor and raped a woman?" Zuo Zhengyang turned his blade and pressed his knife to the man's face, his mouth widened, revealing his white teeth: "Is it a big deal to kill someone and set fire?"

Feeling the coldness coming from the knife face, the man's whole body was trembling. He quickly took out the purse from his belt and threw it to the opposite side.

"The ransom vendor...is there is, but the strong woman, the young one really didn't do it...has not time to do it."

Speaking of this, he spoke less.

"I'm a little excited...I haven't taken off my pants yet...it's over..."

Zuo Zhengyang glanced at the man's crotch, and it was wet, and disgust appeared in his eyes. He turned the knife to his back, grabbed his clothes and lifted it up, jumped, and took the man to the wild forest. With his arm swung, the man flew away, hitting a tree body in the waist, falling heavily, covering his waist and moaning.

"Why would I ask you, who is above you? Do you go to Ziling Mountain once a month?"

The man covering his waist stopped moaning. The other party was wearing a hat and holding weapons, thinking that he was seeking revenge in the world.

"Hero, then you have found the wrong person. The youngest is a small person... As for the Ziling Mountain you mentioned, the youngest has been there once, and I don't know what to do. He took food and vegetables and meat, put it in the forest and came back."

Zuo Zhengyang inserted his knife to the ground, stretched his hand to the man to grop. When he stretched it back, he added a booklet and looked at it. It was covered with messy graphics. This man should be illiterate and afraid of forgetting things, so he drew some pictures that only he could understand to record.

"What does the circle represent?" Zuo Zhengyang raised his gaze.

The latter swallowed, and Yu Guang glanced at Senhan's knife edge, "Big cake, that is, food."

"What is it if two dots are added to the two downward hills (w)?"

The man dared not look at Zuo Zhengyang's eyes. The other party was like a head-catching with extremely experienced, which made him feel uncomfortable. After a long time, he spoke and squeezed out two words: "Woman."

"Hmph, I'm smart."

After Zuo Zhengyang selected some difficult pictures and asked about them, based on his many years of experience in head-on investigation, such representative pictures are not difficult to combine into content.

At first I thought it was just a matter of this person's gang, or some trivial life, and the more I looked down, my heart was getting angry. The graphics on it turned into handwriting, forming content and pictures, and placed in front of him alive.

"Anyway, your family is poor, so why not sell your daughter."

"No! Get out!"

The man holding the broom waved the wooden stick and drove away the idle men. He looked back with anger and hid behind the door, revealing his terrified daughter.

One night shortly after, a fire broke out in the courtyard, and the man fell into the courtyard with blood. The **-year-old girl struggled in the hands of a strong man, looking at her father who was silent on the ground, crying and shed tears.

After a moment, a carriage was stuffed into the fire.

.........

The picture is a little unclear here.

"...What's wrong with the girl?"

Zuo Zhengyang's hand holding the booklet was shaking slightly. It was not difficult to imagine the outcome later, but he couldn't help asking, hoping to get a different answer.

Looking at the other person, his voice became deep.

"explain!"

Gu~

The man swallowed his saliva hard, "I've sent it up the mountain... There are a batch every month. This hero, I really don't know the rest, you..."

"Uh--"

The booklet was thrown into the sky, Zuo Zhengyang pulled out the long sword from the ground, and the sword light secreted silently through the sunlight, and slashed down angrily, and the blood splattered instantly.

puff!

The man's head broke off his neck and fell to the ground and rolled out.

The booklet papers were scattered, and the headless corpses fell one after another, and were penetrated by blood.

In the sunshine, Zuo Zhengyang wiped the corpse clothes with a blood-stained blade, turned around and left, returned to the tea shed outside the pass expressionlessly, sat down again, leaned the knife to the corner of the table, and ordered a cup of tea.

Outside the tea shed, there was noisy voice. When I closed my eyes, I just sat there, but I felt a little peace.

Ding Ding Dangdang~~~

The crisp copper ringtone sound came from far away and stopped outside the tea shed. Zuo Zhengyang, who was watching his eyes closed, felt a pat on his shoulder. He knew who the energy was coming.

Opening his eyes, Sun Yingxian wiped his beard on his lips, sat down to one side, and asked the tea shop for two cups of tea.

Outside, the scholar wearing a blue-clothed, apricot-patterned white robe tied the reins, walked in, and smiled and said, "I thought Yan Chixia would be the first to arrive, but I didn't expect that Qianwei would be faster than ours."

Lu Liangsheng thanked the herbal tea brought by his friend, sat opposite Zuo Zhengyang, swayed his nose slightly, and raised his eyes.

"Qianwei, just killed someone?"

He knew that the one-armed man opposite was not a random killer. At this time, he was caught in blood and had a reason to use a knife. After a while, Zuo Zhengyang picked up the tea and touched Lu Liangsheng and Taoist.

"Damn it, Zuo just sent him a ride for God!"

After saying this, he exhaled a breath of turbid air and learned about what happened before and what he had learned about Zi Lingshan, and said that he would listen to Lu Liangsheng and Taoist.
Chapter completed!