In August, the wind is still warm.

August in the Yin calendar is also a month earlier than August in the summer calendar, and the golden sunflowers are smiling at the sun in such a warm breeze.

Before the people arrived, people kept coming, and the ink scholars led the new members of the village community or the people in Peiyi City to sit down in different places, and prepared dry food and drinks for them first.

On the stage, several ink artists are playing games such as wrestling and sword competitions with each other, attracting everyone's attention, killing the time of waiting, and attracting a burst of applause from time to time.

Standing with Mozi and some other ink artists under the sunflowers that have been deliberately planted in a ceremonial arrangement, golden pollen puffs are falling in a flutter, and wild bees are flying on them, which is unique.

Several ink artists came from a distance and said beside Mozi: "Those witch Zhu came out of Peiyi, they carried the coffin and wore mourning clothes. Thirty or fifty people in front of them were holding canes, and those in the back were wearing five sackcloths, and they came to this side while crying. Many people followed, maybe they wanted to take revenge? ”

Mozi snorted, and Shi seemed to understand what the other party was going to do.

"That's fine, I'm still worried that they will escape, and if they don't, let them come. Ready, all the gunpowder? ”

Shi pointed to the carriage road in the distance: "There are not many preparations, and the raw materials are insufficient." But it can still be used to intimidate people. You don't need to kill them all, you only need to kill a few. ”

Mozi looked at the people who were eating there not far away or watching the ink man dance the sword horn, and said with a smile: "Let them cry, cry about the funeral, and cry for themselves." When the time comes, and no one weeps, it is better to cry first. ”

Shidao: "Sir is not worried? ”

Mozi smiled faintly and asked rhetorically, "What is there to worry about?" Needless to say, these people who fight for the hearts of the people may win over your secretaries? If you really take the opportunity to make trouble, I'm afraid they won't have the courage. Let the grandson ride in the car, and take those village communities along the road to prepare to meet each other. ”

The messenger of the ink took the order, and the four vehicles that had been patrolling the periphery quickly assembled, leading the villagers of the villages who had been penetrated by the ink to move along the path facing Peiyi.

After a while, several more ink masters came running and said, "Peiyi's clansmen, elders, and subordinates are also here. ”

Mozi had probably seen it clearly, and said to Shi with a smile: "It seems that these people are here to ask for guilt." However, they can't ask you about the crime of poisoning Wu Zhu, and you always have to think of individual charges. You wait here and I'll meet those people. Gongzao Ye stayed here, and he was together. ”

Gong Zaoye was a little worried, and said, "Sir, if I don't go, I'm afraid that some of them will take the opportunity to assassinate." This place is not comparable to Shangqiu, and I am afraid that these people still do not know the means of revenge of our ink man. Didn't you say that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and our tigers are not afraid of those big cows, but we should beware of those calves who have never seen tigers. ”

Mozi waved his hand and laughed, and walked away, not worried.

Gongzaoye patted Shi's shoulder to show encouragement, or expectation, and then stood on Shi's left side without saying a word.

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A long line was heading this way, miles away.

More than 30 coffins were carried, and some of the people at the front were wearing three liters of raw linen cloth without seams, and a crown of ropes sewn from six liters of linen cloth on their heads, with white cloth wrapped around their waists and white belts hanging from the crowns.

The person in the front is holding a chest-high bamboo cane, showing that he is unable to walk under grief and can only walk with a cane.

The owner of the coffin next to him may not have had a concubine before his death, and the coffin was followed by a woman with a beautiful face and wearing mourning clothes.

But instead of a rope crown, he skirted his forehead with an inch-wide linen cloth and tied his hair into a bun, and behind the bun was a hairpin made of a foot-long bamboo, called an arrow hairpin, to show his sorrow. The pendant on the ear has long been removed, and there is an imperceptible hole in the air above the fleshy earlobe.

After the beheading, it was the relatives and friends who had been mourned by the great gong, the small gong, and the hemp, and they had not yet cried at this time, and were waiting to cry loudly after they were ready to meet the ink and those villagers.

Behind the coffin, followed by several rangers and swordsmen in straw sandals. They are not ink scholars, wearing straw sandals is just a habit of Teng Guo, it can be seen that these people are Teng people not far from Peiyi.

The first of these ranger swordsmen, eight feet tall, carrying a short sword, walked extremely calmly.

Wu Zhu followed behind him and saluted the eight-foot-tall swordsman, who was a little impatient and asked, "How far is it?" ”

Wu Zhu replied carefully, only saying that there were still a few miles, and the swordsman's face was a little kind.

Wu Zhu, who was wearing a six-liter mourning dress, said: "There is really no way, the ink is cruel, poisoning my blood relatives, and we are powerless, so we can only ask someone for revenge." After the deed is accomplished, he will thank him with ten thousand dollars. I've only heard that there are also people who are good at using swords, so please be careful. ”

The swordsman laughed and said, "I killed people when I was fifteen years old, and you have also heard of my reputation in Tengdi, who doesn't know?" I am the first warrior of Tengdi. ”

Wu Zhu even claimed that it was, and he also knew that this person had the ability.

This person's name is Teng Shuyu, and he is also a first-class figure in Tengdi City, he killed people at the age of fifteen, and he was the Duke of Teng Guo, it is said that when the Yue people broke the city, Teng Shuyu also killed two Yue people and lived in seclusion in the market.

Teng is the fourteenth brother of King Wu to seal the country, the first to be feuded Teng Shuxiu, ten years ago Yue Wang Zhu Gou extinguished Teng, the clan did not forget this hatred, so he took Uncle Teng as his surname, in order to return to the country in the future.

Teng Shuyu heard that Wu Zhu was still sycophant, and snorted: "I didn't want to care about your Song people's affairs. It's just that since you say that you are a Huai person and not a Yin person, I can take care of it. Otherwise, don't say ten thousand dollars, even ten thousand gold, I won't make a move. ”

Wu Zhu understood the festival between the Teng people and the Song people, and Teng Shuyu was a prince, and this hatred was even deeper.

In that year, the Teng State was destroyed by the Song State, and then restored to the country.

When Song Guoping was shocking Chu, he also put more pressure on Teng Guo, just because Teng Gong's surname was Ji Qinjin, he went to crusade several times. When the princes of the Later Dynasty "Chengzhou" City together, the Duke of Song directly told Teng Hou, this is the matter of your relatives, I am the duke and you are the marquis, you can contribute to the Song State to build the Zhou City, I will not go.

Now the Song State has also fallen into such a situation, but it is a pity that the Teng State is even more miserable, and it was destroyed by the Yue State ten years ago.

Teng Shuyu was already suspicious of the Mo people, and the Chu people used the power of the public loss squad to improve the siege equipment and compete with the Yue people for hegemony. Mozi stopped Chu from attacking the Song Dynasty, and then the prince still traveled to Yue, Zhu Gou was willing to seal Mozi with a land of 500 miles, Mozi thought that this was selling his own righteousness, if he sold it, it was better to sell it in the Central Plains and why sell it to Yuedi, so he didn't go.

However, the Yue people also learned some equipment for defending the city from Gong Shangguo, and also learned some means to deal with the Chu people's siege of the city, so that they could be used in the reverse and used in the state affairs of Teng, and it was difficult for the Teng people to defend with complete equipment.

It is Teng Shuyu who has hatred in his heart, and he also has the intention to insult the Mo people: it is best to let the current King Yue know that the Mo who was almost fiefed for 500 miles is just like this, and he was defeated by the Teng people.

As for the specific means of the ink master, Teng Shuyu did not know.

He killed people at the age of fifteen, although he was in the office, he was also a small sect in the distance, and after the destruction of the country, he lived in seclusion in the market and had many friends, just hoping to become famous in order to achieve a career when he returned to the country in the future.

This is a figure hired by the Peiyi clan from Tengdi with a lot of money, Teng Shuyu thinks that his swordsmanship is extremely high, at least in Tengyi, he has never been invincible.

He had his own attitude, and Wu Zhu was even more confident when he saw this, and said: "At that time, you only need to kill a few ink artists to frustrate their sharpness." There are many ink people, but in terms of blood hatred, it is always difficult for them to rush up. ”

Teng Shuyu sneered: "If I kill people, I'm afraid that I won't be able to stop it." I just have to kill people, and when I am tired of killing, I will talk about it, and the rest will be yours. ”

Wu Zhu didn't dare to say anything more, just say it in his heart, even if you have divine power, how many can you kill? Revenge is small, so that the ink people dare not do those things anymore for big things, if you can kill seven or eight, you should be able to suppress these ink people. The revenge of the blood relatives is only once, and if they kill us again, they can go to Shangqiu to accuse.

While he was thinking about it, a heart-rending cry suddenly came from the front of the coffin queue, and it seemed that he had seen the people gathered here.

This cry is like the first dark cloud in spring, which instantly attracts spring rain, and the crying behind it is extremely neat.

Wu Zhu, who was mourning and communicating with Teng Shuyu, also hurriedly cried loudly, and the people behind him also began to get busy.

Teng Shuyu was irritable in his heart, and said in his heart that these people were not happy, even if it was revenge, why pretend to cry, as long as he hired more people to kill all the ink people.

Thinking again, Mo Zhai relied on one mouth that day, and the deceived King of Chu did not dare to attack Song, but today he wanted to see if this mouth could block his sword. If you kill many ink people by yourself, when you return to the country in the future, you may be Sima, and you can be glorious, and you and Teng Di have not been defeated once, and you will have to kill them happily today.

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The cry was carried by the wind, and the people who listened were uncomfortable, and many people looked sideways, not knowing what was happening.

When they got closer, the people who had experienced the last ritual recognized these witch blessings, and they couldn't help but wonder in their hearts.

I all thought, the last time I had the ink of the blood melting gold black wing, didn't I teach these witch blessings the method of sacrifice? It was still requested by everyone that day, but I was afraid that the ink master would leave in the future, so it was better to let these witches learn, how could these people all die?

At this moment, Teng Shuyu and the others walked out of the queue, staring at the villagers who were riding or following the carriage in the distance.

Teng Shuyu walked to the front, and the crying near the coffin gradually stopped, as if he didn't hear it, and didn't care about the crying of these people at all.

The beautiful woman at the front of the coffin, dressed in filial piety and even more pretty, knelt down at Teng Shuyu, grabbed the ground with her head, and cried loudly: "The father's hatred is with the sky!" The concubine was weak and powerless, and it was difficult to take revenge. Warriors for revenge today! If the ink is vicious and cannot take revenge today, I will go with my father! ”

After speaking, he gritted his teeth and cursed a few words, bit his index finger and swore an oath, bowed to Teng Shuyu in front of a group of people, and smeared his face with blood.

The woman cried: "My father is the only one who loves me. When I was a child, my family was poor, and when I saw others riding a car, I wanted to, but the family was poor and it was difficult to buy cattle and horses, so my father made a small car and pulled the car himself. When I was a child, my family was poor, I wanted to eat fish, and in the cold winter, my father would personally wade in, and he would not hesitate to freeze his legs numb, but also give me fish. ”

"When I learned to read when I was older, my father was reluctant to eat fat cream, so he left a candle for me to learn words; After my father was sick, I just wanted to serve left and right, feed and feed medicine, and never leave. ”

"Those who can't be traced to the past are also years; Those who go and do not see it, too. If the son wants to raise but does not wait, the world is the most bitter! Now that my father is gone, I want to die like this! ”

When she said this, she suddenly pointed to Shi who was standing under the sunflower in the distance, and cursed: "This is the person, kill my father!" I can't die yet, and I have to avenge my blood relatives! Please Warrior kill this man for me! ”

After speaking, he slammed his head on the ground, bleeding all over his face, blurring the flowers, and making it even more pitiful. Although everyone didn't know what was going on, and the woman didn't say it clearly, when she heard this woman say this, those details of life cried the most.

Everyone has parents, and I think of the love of my parents when I was a child, and those who have no parents at this time listen to the sad moaning and crying, and their hearts are sad and inexplicable.

Looking at this beautiful woman with filial piety, her face was covered with blood and sympathy, but no one wanted to ask what happened.