Through Hong Feng's narration, Shen Gui also learned a little about Zhu Yuntao and his person. In all fairness, this person may not be a good colleague or courtier; But he was definitely a good governor and a brave and resourceful frontier general. Shen Gui has never been afraid of listening to such heinous dog things as the Heavenly God Sect and Nan Kangdi, but people like Zhu Yuntao have always given him a headache.

Killing his unsuccessful son by himself is tantamount to forming an undying blood feud with him Zhu Yuntao; In fact, assassinating a brave military general is not a difficult task for Shen Gui; As the saying goes, open guns are easy to dodge, and hidden arrows are difficult to defend, if Shen Gui's skills really want to take his head, he can always find a good opportunity to shoot. However, it is easy to kill a Zhu Yuntao, but in the future, who will protect the people of Bashu Dao?

However, Shen Gui did not have the noble sentiment of 'sacrificing himself for others', nor could he be willing to be killed for the sake of the peaceful life of the people of Bashu.

Hong Lie saw that Shen Gui's expression was constantly changing, and he also felt a little pleasure of revenge in his heart. In fact, he also has some worries in his heart, but he has nothing to do with outsiders. What he was worried about was that because of Zhu Wenhan's death, more than 800 mouths up and down the Zhuhai Sword Pond would be involved......

Because from past experience, Zhu Yuntao, the governor of Bashu Province, is an iron-clad man, but he doesn't understand the truth of 'judging things on the matter, and having a debtor'! Now that his son has died in Zhuhai Jianchi, whether it is himself, the teacher, Zuo Qiuliang, the head of the Jianchi, or even the eight hundred disciples under him, he may be placed within the scope of 'liquidation'......

After hearing Shen Gui ask him about the situation of the sentry, Hong Feng took out a topographic map of the Zhuhai Sword Pool from the cabinet at the head of the bed, and began to follow the map and carefully explain to everyone the distribution of the vigilance arranged by him:

"In the past ten years, there have been very few people from the rivers and lakes in this faction, so the location of the sentinel distribution is not very dense. You see, this location is Taniguchi's sword stone ......"

Since the area of Zhuhai Sword Pond is not large, there is only one way to enter and exit the Valley of Forgotten Worries. Therefore, when Hong Feng took over the 'security work', he reduced the number of 'observation points' of the sentry from nine to five, and the number of shifts of the rotating disciples increased from six groups a day to twelve groups a day, that is, one shift per hour; in this way, the useless sentry positions could be reduced, and the concentration of the rotating disciples could also be greatly enhanced.

These five groups of posts, ranging from three to five people in each group, are distributed in the Zhijian Stone, as well as halfway up the mountain with a wide view from east to west, north and south. And the station of this Zhuhai Sword Pond is somewhat similar to Tiger Neck Village, which is a secluded and deep valley surrounded by mountains; Therefore, Hong Feng's 'restructuring' basically has no major mistakes that can be blamed.

However, after Shen Gui saw the topographic map, his heart suddenly sank! Although this environment is quiet and elegant enough, once it changes, the enemy can immediately form a favorable situation of 'closing the door and fighting the dog'! In the past, this unique terrain was also Shen Gui's 'best partner' when he used his troops, but this time, he himself was unprepared and plunged into the familiar urn.

The residence of the second generation of disciples of Zhuhai Jianchi is a wing courtyard located on the east side of the valley; And the 800 disciples of the third generation all lived in the large dormitory on the west side. As soon as everyone walked out of Hongfeng's courtyard, they discovered the strangeness that had been ignored on the road: it was noon now, and the entire East Valley of Forgetting Worries did not even see a single figure!

None of them spoke, but all of them frowned and quickened their pace. However, Shen Gui, who took the lead, did not go to the west side of the Forgotten Worry Valley, but instead led everyone back to the dining hall behind the main hall...... Sure enough, the table in the dining hall was already full of food, but the benches were empty; There was only one fat disciple in the room with a sad face, who was looking at the fruits of his labor and scratching his head rather strangely......

Hong Feng, who was still pale, couldn't hold his breath first, and he walked in front of this fat disciple in a few steps, and asked sharply:

"Ge Fatty, what's going on? What about them? ”

"Ninth Uncle, you're here! I don't know what's going on! Today is the fifteenth day, and we have to eat well according to the rules, so we also deliberately made 'burnt white'...... But I've already struck the bronze bell three times, and no one has come to eat! It will be more than half an hour, and if no one comes to eat it, such a large table of good dishes will all be ruined......

After finishing speaking, the fat man smacked his mouth twice, reached out and pulled out a large piece of meat from the big bowl and put it in his mouth, muttering while chewing:

"There's nothing wrong with this dish! …… In the past, every time they ate well, these turtle sons were like vicious dogs grabbing food, why can't they even see a ghost shadow today? ”

After listening to the words of this fat man, Shen Gui immediately said to everyone with a gloomy face:

"No matter what, we have to get out of the valley as soon as possible, and we can't delay for a moment......"

Zuo Qiuliang also noticed that something was wrong, and immediately turned to the top of the main hall and rang the bronze bell that summoned his disciples; The three-way bell has been ringed, and there are only less than twenty of the eight hundred third-generation disciples in the entire Forgotten Sorrow Valley......

These dozen or so third-generation disciples are usually in charge of the daily life of their uncles and uncles in Donggu, so no one knows what happened; But just by looking at the faces of the head master and the ninth uncle, he already understood the seriousness of the problem: something big must have happened to the sword pool!

Zuo Qiuliang and Hong Feng went back and took their respective swords, put on Ding Xueyin, who was weak and weak, followed behind the dozen or so third-generation disciples, and hurriedly walked in the direction of Taniguchi......

Everyone was marching along the mountain road, and when they walked out of the canyon in front of them, they could see the Sword Stopping Stone, Shen Gui suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he grabbed the left hill in front of him, and this huge force rolled down to the ground with the weak Ding Xueyin, and the white Hong Feng, and the four of them......

At the same time, in the silent and eerie air, there was a sudden 'buzzing' sound of string control......

'Ah......h ’

The dozen or so third-generation disciples who were at the forefront and were responsible for guiding the way did not even have a chance to shout out the whole sentence, and in an instant, they were pierced into 'live hedgehogs' by feather arrows that came like a downpour; at the same time, on the top of the mountains on both sides of the canyon, dozens of crossbowmen wearing the armor of the Zhenxi Army also emerged; and at the other end of the canyon, an old general with a gray beard and a sturdy body slowly walked out; Behind the old general, there is also a topless Kong Wuli soldier, carrying a large flag on his shoulder, and the flag is embroidered with a bright and dangling word 'Zhu'!

It turned out to be Zhu Wenhan's pro-Laozi - Zhu Yuntao led the army to arrive; No need to ask, people must have been reorganizing their armies in Xufu County before, and now they are leading the army to besiege Zhuhai Jianchi, and they are here to avenge the murder of their son!

"Tell me, which thief is it? Killed my Han'er? ”

Zhu Yuntao did not rush into the anger that Shen Gui expected at this time, but even the tone of the question was calm and chilling. However, due to the fact that he was in the canyon and the mountains and rocks on both sides transmitted echoes, although his voice was not too loud, this sentence was still as low as Hong Zhong Da Lu and kept echoing in everyone's ears......

At this time, a third-generation Jianchi disciple who made Shen Gui feel very familiar also appeared from behind the mountain bend; With a sad sadness on his face, he walked quickly to Zhu Yuntao's war horse, first reached out and grabbed the reins that fell down, and his whole body 'hit' the side of the horse, and the two lines of hot tears also rolled down his cheeks at the right time!

"Godfather, he is the thief who killed my brother-in-law Zhu Wenhan, your old man must avenge my brother-in-law!"

Zhu Yuntao sat on the horse, followed his hand, and looked at Shen Gui, who was covered in blood; Since the target was too obvious, he didn't need to continue to ask, just nodded calmly, and then pulled out the combat knife at his waist......

With the muffled sound of the door, the righteous brother who had 'sworn in the line of fire' with Zhu Wenhan fell to the ground in an instant......

"If you really have married a brother with a different surname, then how can you abandon your brother and live alone in the world? If your previous remarks of 'eight worships' are just to cling to the power of my Zhu family, it is equivalent to the accomplice of the thief and Zhuhai Jianchi, how can this governor tolerate you? ”

From this point of view, although the practice of martial arts is important, it is also necessary to step up cultural learning. Although this third-generation disciple has been very accurate in judging the current situation, he doesn't understand the truth of 'accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger'! Throughout the ages, has there ever been a precedent of 'the prince dies, but the eunuch lives alone'?

After casually killing the three generations of disciples of this 'opportunistic reversal', Zhu Yuntao was not enough, and then he waved his hand, and countless noisy voices immediately came from the direction of the mountain bend behind him...... It didn't take long for 'fresh heads' to fly in mid-air......

Looking at those 'familiar faces' in the sky, the White Ape Sword Immortal Hong Feng was already in tears, but the head of the house, Zuo Qiuliang, and Ding Xueyin, who was sitting on the ground, looked very calm, and there was a little coldness in their expressions, which also made Shen Gui feel a little confused......

It didn't take long for Hong Feng to see a rather familiar face among the dense heads......

"Sixth brother!! I wish Yuntao, you dog thief! I must take off your head today and sacrifice my sixth brother's spirit in heaven!" ”

Regardless of how his brother plays on weekdays, but now that he sees his senior brother having his head chopped off by outsiders, how can Hong Feng not break his liver and sausage? In a fit of rage, Hong Feng drew the sword at his waist and wanted to rush into the canyon to fight Zhu Yuntao to the death; But before he could get out of the back of the boulder that was blocking the feather arrows, he was immediately locked by Shen Gui, who was quick and quick-eyed, and he couldn't move forward half a step......

However, Zhu Yuntao obviously didn't take Hong Feng's threat as the same thing:

"Now that we've come to this, I might as well tell you directly. Your Zhuhai Sword Pond destroys the sect and destroys the sect, in fact, it is only a matter of time or time. Originally, Ben Du also wanted to leave this little bit of blood of three generations of disciples to the Qingmang Sword God; But now Han'er is dead...... Ay...... That's it, it's useless to talk too much, so you can bury Han'er now......

After finishing speaking, Zhu Yuntao, who was riding on the horse, waved his hand again, and suddenly 'paved' a dense rocket from the mountains on both sides, and the moment it landed on the ground, it instantly ignited the oil and coke buried in the canyon road in advance......

At this moment, everyone's only escape path has also turned into a sea of hellfire full of heads......

Shen Gui looked at the familiar fire in front of him, and muttered to himself:

"I didn't expect that the eagle, who had been playing for half his life, was blinded by a little sparrow today......"