There are twelve very large grain depots in the southwest of Wenshui City, which is said to be able to ensure the supply of six counties in the Great Zhou Dynasty in one year. If Wenshui City is surrounded, these grains will be enough for the military and civilians in the city to last for hundreds of years. You can imagine how much grain there is in these grain depots.

Of course, the most important thing for grain warehouses is fire prevention, so these grain warehouses are not far from Wenshui.

Although it is the middle of winter, you can still hear the sound of flowing water in the distance while standing in the grain warehouse.

In fact, it is not the sound of running water, but the sound of bleeding.

In the deepest grain warehouse, there is no grain, it is extremely spacious, and it may even be said that the magnificent warehouse is empty, with only dozens of people.

Seven people were stripped of their clothes and hung on the iron ropes for transporting food. Blood kept flowing down from them and smashing on the ground.

They have suffered countless tortures, which are very miserable. Even the slaughtered New Year pigs are much happier than them.

The executioners were very young, and a few of them were even teenagers. Their expressions were very focused, and they were not distracted by the scene in front of them. There was no sympathy or pity on their faces, but there were occasional shy expressions.

These young people are all members of the Tang Family Punishment Hall, and there is a similar teacher, the thin old man sitting in the chair at this time.

That is the thin old man who appeared in the old house not long ago.

Seven prisoners were released, and there was no complete piece of skin on their bodies, and they didn't know how much blood had flowed, but they were still alive.

The problem is that they wish they had never lived at this time.

"Draw a guess and send you on your way."

The skinny old man finally spoke, his voice as peaceful as his expression, especially ordinary.

But for the seven prisoners covered in blood on the ground, the old man's voice was like the howl of a demon from the deep secluded, and like flowers in the kingdom of God in the sea of ​​stars.

They were already dying and crawling forward desperately, rushing forward, bringing out several blood marks on the ground of the grain warehouse, climbing to the old man, finding the pen and paper with a somewhat blurry gaze, drawing the fastest speed, and then crying and Grandpa Wei to kill me quickly...

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A black smoke arose in the manor, followed by a faint fire, and then a scolding came.

Tonglu, the second master of the Tang family, was ignited by his fat son-in-law and others, and burned into scorched earth.

The manor is behind the willow trees on the banks of the Wenshui River, but Tonglu is relatively far-reaching, so this fire cannot affect life in the river.

The snowflakes fell on the water surface and disappeared in an instant, and the fish slowly swam in the aquatic plants at the bottom of the water.

This is the most precious place in the south of the city, where the Tang family's parents' house and the second house live across the river.

It is far away from Dao Temple and Chang Street, and there are no inns or restaurants.

Then naturally there will be no pedestrians and no excitement.

Even the servants and servants in the chief's room who watched the fun were arrested by Mrs. Tang.

Just the next moment, the deserted Wenshui suddenly became lively.

Seven vendors, six yamen runners, three fortune tellers, two old men selling candy and a little girl buying powder suddenly appeared.

Everyone knows that these people are not ordinary people.

The yamen runners can take charge of vendors, and the fortune teller can talk to the old man who sells hemp candy, but there is no one selling fakes in the vendors. Who else can the little girl buy it?

They happen to be five kinds of people.

The five kinds of people that Tang Sanshiliu asked for from Old Master Tang.

No one knows that the most terrifying thing about the Tang family is not the private soldiers, nor the half-step sacred old worshiper in the ancestral hall at this time, or even the punishment hall.

But these people who no one knows.

Old Master Tang was furious when he heard Tang Sanshiliu's request. It was his natural reaction after discovering that the Tang family's real secrets and killer moves were known to others.

Although that other person was his grandson, he still couldn't accept it.

From this we can imagine the importance of these people to the Tang family.

From the moment Chen Changsheng entered the Wenshui City Hall, these vendors, yamen runners and other five people have been on the other side.

What they were about to stare at were these strong men in the national religion, ready to take action at any time, and at the same time they were also staring at the ball of water plants deep in the river.

Just as the old worshiper of the Tang family said to Tang Sanshiliu, the monster named Caosu seemed to be mysterious and unpredictable, but in fact it has always been under the control of the old house of the Tang family.

What these vendors, yamen runners and fortune tellers have to do today is to force Cao Su out according to Tang Sanshiliu's request, then catch it, or kill it.

Although the Changsheng Sect has withered, it has been like a mountain for thousands of years. If you look down at the ground, it will be an abyss that is hard to see.

Su Su is the most terrifying product of this abyss. Can these ordinary vendors and yamen runners defeat him?

Seven vendors unloaded the box, took out gadgets such as rattles from it, took out the candy needle and the dragonfly made of bamboo, and started assembly.

Their expression was calm and even a little dull, but their movements were very skillful, simple and quick.

In a very short time, the sugar-turning needles, rattles and bamboo dragonflies were formed.

It was a sand table that had been reduced by hundreds of times. The buildings and corridors on it were very realistic, just like the scenery carved by the most brilliant craftsman on walnuts.

The vendors placed their hands on the edge of the sand table, and seven breaths with different meanings but naturally consistent meanings were infused.

Two fortune tellers came over and stared at the shrinking houses and corridors. The long banners in their hands fluttered slightly in the wind and snow.

I don’t know how long it took, but the wind and snow were still there, but the banner stopped, maybe because of calmness or because the result had been calculated.

A blood spot slowly appeared in a certain place in the sand tray building.

That is where Qiu Su is now.

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The manor is in a remote corner.

This is the garden. It is in the deepest part of the rockery. Even in winter, there is still a little moisture in the cave.

This made him feel very comfortable.

He knew that Chen Changsheng went to the old house of the Tang family today, and he even knew that the disciple of Lishan Sword Sect was staying in the Taoist hall. If it were the case before, he would definitely sneak into the Taoist hall and kill the disciple of Lishan Sword Sect, but he did not do this because he always felt that this was a situation set by the National Sect.

He squatted at the entrance of the cave deep in the rockery, surrounded by moss, as if he was integrated into one.

Looking at the black smoke rising not far away and the heat coming, his eyes showed an irritable and cold look.

Su Su didn't know what happened in the old house of Tang, but he knew that something was wrong with the second house of Tang, but he was not worried. Even if Chen Changsheng really convinced Mr. Tang, he didn't believe that anyone could catch him. Whether it was speed or ground escape, he had strong confidence. If he was really found by a strong man, he would leave.

At this time, he suddenly felt some change in the wind and snow in the sky.
Chapter completed!