Qian Kun, the Sky Opening Palm, was nearly sixty years old. His martial arts were superb. He had been generous all his life and made friends all over the world. He was an elder in the martial arts world.
Everyone in the pugilistic world knew about the Sky Opening Palm.
In recent years, he had gradually handed over the manor affairs to his eldest son,"Little Tyrant" Qian Tong, while he himself lived in seclusion and lived out his remaining years.
Unexpectedly, Qian Tong was killed. Worry clouds covered the manor, and Qian Kun was burning with anxiety and anger.
Qian Kun had three sons and a daughter. Of the four children, only Qian Tong was prudent and thoughtful.
The second son, Qian Yong, had a suspicious personality, was eccentric, violent, and unrestrained. His third son, Qian Jin, was weak and cowardly, and his daughter, Qian Xue, was a woman. She couldn't entrust the family business to a woman. Moreover, Qian Xue was spoiled and willful, so she couldn't bear the responsibility.
Qian Kun had a big square face, a straight nose, a wide mouth, a red face, and high temples. His internal energy was deep.
At this moment, he was frowning and lying on the armchair. He looked at the arched gate and sighed,"Why hasn't anyone come after so long? What exactly happened?”
Hearing this, the second son, Qian Yong, said anxiously," Father, I'm afraid that the various villages and sects have already received the invitation that was sent out half a month ago. Supposedly, there should be people arriving soon to congratulate Father on his 80th birthday. Why is there no one?"”
"Sigh! It should be soon, perhaps in a day or two. After so many years of peace, people became more and more lazy. In recent years, dozens of masters have died in Jianghu. On the surface, it looks peaceful. According to my estimation, the day when Jianghu will rise again is not far away. It is a pity that Jianghu, which has been peaceful for more than 30 years, will set off another huge wave. Everything is really unpredictable.”
Qian Yong said," Father, our Qian Family has been standing in the Jianghu for decades. Who doesn't respect us? Who dares to disrespect our family? As for Big Brother's accidental death, it was the doing of a scoundrel in the Jianghu. There's no big conspiracy!"”
Qian Kun glanced at Qian Yong and sighed. How could I not hope that what happened to your big brother was just a coincidence? However, I recently heard that the second son of the Zhao family almost lost his life. This shows that the recent murder was not a coincidence!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Kun straightened his slightly plump body and said,"By the way, did Qian Ba come back from his investigation?”
"Not yet. I've already sent the servants to search everywhere. There shouldn't be any big problems. Eighth Uncle is resourceful and will be able to deal with the unexpected.”Finished talking, he didn't wait for Qian Kun to say anything and left in a hurry.
Looking at his son's back as he left, Qian Kun thought to himself,""Second Brother! Are you really going to inquire?"
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw his advisor, Shi Gandang, walk into the hall. "Big brother, what news do you have?" he asked loudly.”
Qian Kun smiled bitterly." No, I sent out batches after batches of people, but none of them returned. They should have returned long ago!"”
"Little Brother will go and take a look again. Is it really haunted? Big Brother, wait patiently. I'll be right back!”Shi Gandang said and walked away.
"Wait!" Seeing this, Qian Kun's heart skipped a beat and he shouted,""Let's wait a little longer. Although Qian Jia Village is not a big village, it is not an ordinary place either. There are five to six hundred guards and many experts. Brother, please wait."
When Shi Gandang heard this, he could only stop and remain silent.
Just as the two of them were deep in thought, they saw a person stagger in from the arched door. The person stumbled into the hall. He was the butler of the manor, Qian Qi's follower.
When Passerby A saw the manor master, his face was filled with fear. He gasped for breath and said,"Zhuang…Master, big…thing…bad, Group 2…manager…passerby B…is dead!”
Hearing this, Qian Kun's expression turned cold as he said loudly,""Tell me clearly, how did Passerby B die?”
"Manor…Master, we…found them…in the bushes…on the road…to Fenzhou…where we were searching for information. They had been dead for a long time, a total of twelve people. The day before yesterday, we were assigned by the steward to go out in four groups of twelve people each. I reckon none of them survived!" After Passerby A finished speaking, his expression became even more fearful. His body was still trembling, obviously afraid of being angered.
When Qian Kun heard this, his heart shook and he was extremely frightened. Shi Gandang was also stunned on the spot. The two of them were deeply shocked by the sudden turn of events.
Before the two of them could reply, another villager ran in in a panic and reported breathlessly,"Manor Lord…the four groups that went to gather…information…all died on the way. They all died under their own martial arts moves, and there were no other injuries on their bodies!”……
In less than two hours, the news of death came one after another. Qian Kun was frightened, shocked, and furious. His body and mind were about to explode. He had lived peacefully for more than 30 years, and the business in the manor was smooth. Unexpectedly, the bad news came one after another today, and the shock that brought him was indescribable.
Butler Qian Ba only returned to the manor after the sun had set. Seeing Qian Kun, he asked impatiently,""Did something big happen in the village?"
"Something big! Since this afternoon, the people who went out to investigate in the village have found that forty-eight people have died in the wilderness. They all died because of their own martial arts. I have seen the wounds of the deceased. They are all martial arts of the Qian Village. There is no mistake. It is very similar to the work of Murong in Gusu. However, that Murong kid is not a fool. How could he do such a thing?”Qian Kun was worried,"Eighth Qian, have you heard anything in the past two days?"”
Hearing this, Qian Ba said," Manor Lord, I'm heading towards Lu 'an. I didn't hear any news along the way. I only heard that two martial artists died in an inn. They were both from Jiuzhai!"”
Jiuzhai was a major power in the underworld. It was actually the Nine Great Mountain Strongholds, and all the people gathered there were from the Green Forest.
"What is it? Someone from the Nine Jiuzhaigons!" Qian Kun was shocked.
Qian Ba nodded." Yes, I only found out after asking around. The two experts who died were the two Altar Masters of Linjiang Stronghold. They both died in Yuelai Inn in Shangzhou City."”
"Shangzhou Yuelai Inn! Chang 'an is not far from here. What does this have to do with our village?”Qian Kun thought hard, but he still couldn't figure out what was going on.
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Black Dragon Mouth.
The eastern part of the southern foot of the Qinling Mountains is more than 40 miles away from Shangzhou.
About two hundred miles away from Chang 'an, it was the gateway to the ancient roads of Henan and Hubei. At the intersection of Liuyu River and Qipan River.
The Black Dragon Mouth was surrounded by mountains and valleys. The scenery was beautiful. Past dynasties through the blue pass, across the Qinling Mountains, through the way merchants or demoted officials through this many.
Wang Shi recited a poem: The mountain pass has always been called Black Dragon, and the road leads to the northwest when this rush.
Divide troops Liu Jiren know not, wine selling street drunk old man.
Du Mu's poem said: Early into Shangshan hundred miles cloud, Blue Creek Bridge under the sound of water points.
The old sound of running water is old in people's ears, and the sobs of this turn are unbearable to hear.
The setting sun was bright red.
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