Daoist Priest Qing Feng was running quickly while thinking about something.
The more she thought about it, the more confused she felt. Her heart felt especially stifled, and she seemed to be unable to breathe.
He wondered how Ye Feng was doing. The corpse poison in his body was very heavy. He hadn't applied glutinous rice all day. This matter couldn't be delayed.
However, the town was too far away from Shuangqiao Village. They had to walk dozens of miles on the mountain road to reach it.
This trip took more than half a day without a moment of rest.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng took a deep breath.
He raised his head and looked at the dark mountain in front of him. He muttered softly,
" We're almost there. We'll be able to see Wu Feng after we cross this mountain. He must be very anxious now. This kid is still very young. I have to bring him out often in the future..."
After saying this, Daoist Priest Qing Feng seemed to feel a little more comfortable. He felt as if he was stepping on the wind. In a short while, he had already crossed the mountain in front of him.
Just as he steadied himself and looked in the direction of Shuangqiao Village, the scene before his eyes made him unable to believe his eyes.
Shuangqiao Village was fine a few hours ago, so why was there a fire after walking for half a day?
Daoist Priest Qing Feng could already see the burning Shuangqiao Village from the top of the mountain a few miles away.
A few houses seemed to have caught fire. It seemed that the fire had been burning for a long time, but no one had put out the fire. It was about to burn down.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng's heart felt like it was being squeezed by someone. The first thing he thought of was his little disciple, Ye Feng.
At the moment, he couldn't care less. It seemed that the village was in trouble. He wondered how his little disciple was doing now.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat. He secretly circulated a mouthful of true qi into his dantian.
Immediately, the speed of his feet was much faster than before. It was as if his toes had not even touched the ground.
The grass tip only trembled slightly where his figure had moved, and then he disappeared.
In the time for an incense stick to burn, Daoist Priest Qing Feng arrived at the village entrance.
He quickly walked into the village, looking around as he walked, borrowing the light of the fire not far away.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng suddenly noticed something strange on the ground, which alerted him.
There were many fresh hoof prints on the ground, as well as some traces of carriages running over it.
Looking at the scattered hoof prints on the ground, many horses should have been here.
The wheels of the carriage were also very deep, so it was certain that the carriage was carrying something very heavy.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng squatted on the ground, and his expression immediately darkened. Could it be that the Taiping Country Army was attacking?
Or had the officials been here before? Or perhaps bandits?
People from the government usually wouldn't kill or set fire when they came, but this possibility couldn't be ruled out. If the Taiping Army or bandits came, it would be hard to say.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng slowly stood up and looked in the direction of the mortuary.
He could only see a blurry silhouette standing there quietly.
The mortuary was a very inauspicious place for ordinary people. Ordinary people would definitely not want to go there.
It seemed that Feng 'er was safe, and the mortuary did not seem to be on fire.
Thinking of this, Daoist Priest Qing Feng felt a little relieved. He looked at the village again.
The burning fire was no longer as intense as before, and some places had gradually calmed down.
It released a thick green smoke. A gust of wind blew over, choking people so much that they could not breathe.
Let's see if there are any living people in the village first. If there are, we'll come down first.
With this thought in mind, Daoist Priest Qing Feng quickly ran into the village and visited several houses.
He found that the house had been turned upside down. There were a few dead bodies in the house or in the courtyard.
Most of them had been hacked to death by broadswords, and the cuts were very deep.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng's face darkened when he saw the tragic scene. He stood rooted to the ground for a while.
Then, he ran to another courtyard. This courtyard was also a mess.
He looked around, but he didn't find any dead people. This was a little strange.
Just as he was about to run to the next courtyard, he inadvertently saw a large water tank in the corner of the courtyard shake slightly.
Hence, he quietly walked towards the large water tank.
Standing in front of the big water tank, Daoist Priest Qing Feng stared at it for a while and found that the water tank was shaking slightly. He grabbed the cylinder and threw it far away. He shouted,
"Who's inside? Come out quickly!"
" Hero, please spare my life…Hero, please spare my life…"
A drenched person suddenly stood up from the water tank. He was still biting a reed stick in his mouth. He raised his hands and begged for mercy while trembling in fear.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng glanced at the drenched man in front of him and saw that he was a middle-aged man in his forties.
He was dressed like a villager and didn't look like a bad person, so he said gently,
"My fellow villager, don't be afraid. I'm not a bad person. When I passed by this place, I saw that many people had died in the village and many houses had been burned down, so I came to check it out…"
The middle-aged man opened his eyes and saw a man dressed like a Taoist priest standing in front of him. He looked like a sage, so he was relieved. However, he still asked in fear,
"Did…did they all leave?"
"Who left?"
Daoist Priest Qing Feng asked suspiciously.
" Bandits…Of course, the bandits of Black Wind Mountain…"
The middle-aged man couldn't help but shiver at the mention of the word bandit.
"Are you saying that a group of bandits just came to your village to rob people?”
"Not only did they rob and rob, but they also killed and set fire!”
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said.
"A few hours ago, the moment I heard the sound of horse hooves, I knew that something bad was going to happen. Not long after, I heard miserable shrieks from the courtyards in front of me, as well as the sounds of beating and cursing from some bandits. I knew that I would not have a good ending if I was caught by them. Seeing that I had nowhere to hide, I hid in my water tank and even found a reed pole to breathe. I squatted there for several hours. If you didn't come, I would have frozen to death in this water tank today…"
"Who are these bandits? When did they get here?”
Daoist Priest Qing Feng asked anxiously.
" There's a bandit den within a hundred miles of us. It's called Black Wind Mountain. The boss is called Jin Batian. He's extremely vicious and cruel. He kills people like flies. There were several gangs of bandits in our area, but they were all taken care of by Jin Batian. Now, there's still a bandit den. However, Jin Batian usually only robs passersby and rarely comes to the village to rob things. Therefore, the village has never been on guard. Many people must have died this time..."
The middle-aged man had a long face as he rambled on.
Daoist Priest Qing Feng was getting impatient, but he still asked patiently,"
"Fellow villager, this poor priest asked you when they arrived.”
The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at Daoist Priest Qing Feng. He thought for a moment and said,
" They should have come not long after the sky turned dark. I remember very clearly that I hadn't had dinner at that time…"
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