Chapter 187 Two Phases Overlap

Ximen Yong and his party bandaged the wounds of the guards on Heihugang, and then prepared to set off in a team.

Two horses were dead. Although the carriage overturned, the carriage was made of solid wood from the previous year, which was as hard as stone and had no major damage.

Several guards with less serious injuries lifted the carriage and harnessed the horses.

Then they piled the bodies of their dead companions on one of the carriages.

It was already the second half of the night, and the moon rose from the hills. The pale moonlight sprinkled on the hills covered with blood stains, which was indescribably weird and miserable...

Smelling the pungent smell of blood under the night wind, everyone's heart was as heavy as if filled with lead...

The wounded sat in another carriage, Yuan Shouzhi drove the horse, and Ximen Yong also sat beside Yuan Shouzhi at the front of the carriage.

The unconscious Wang Zhaoxuan was also placed in the carriage of the injured guards, and someone was guarding him.

The horses' hooves kicked and the wheels rumbled. A group of people drove out of the blood-stained Black Tiger Hill along the official road under the bright moonlight...

Duan Rong's figure whistled in the wild forest and came to the official road five or six miles away. With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he found the white birch tree before. The red horse he rented from the car dealership was grazing under the tree.

Duan Rong's figure flashed and floated like catkins. Then, on the horse's back, he tiptoed up the white birch tree and untied the package he tied to the treetop.

Duan Rong took off his night clothes, changed into the clothes of the escort, and then rode the red horse, got on the official road, and whistled away.

When Ximen Yong and his group returned to Xiangu County, it was already dawn.

Pedestrians on the street saw that the Ximen family members were injured and wounded, and even the head of the family, Ximen Yong, had a bloody bandage on his shoulder, and they immediately started to talk about it.

Then he saw that the second carriage of the Ximen family was full of corpses, and blood gathered and dripped at the bottom of the carriage, dripping blood spots all the way.

At this time, everyone on the street of Xiangu County knew that the Ximen family had encountered a disaster.

Ximen Yong faced the discussion of the crowd, but his face was normal. This was not the first time he had tasted the cruelty of the rivers and lakes.

This taste was naturally unpleasant, but he knew that it was inevitable...

What's more, he was still alive, and those guards who died for the Ximen family had already fallen asleep forever... In addition to comforting their families, he could do very little.

The cruelty of the rivers and lakes is sometimes not only about life and death, but also about many helpless things.

When Ximen Yong and his party returned to the mansion, Yuan Shouzhi woke up Wang Zhaoxuan without saying a word and tortured him.

Ximen Yong had just sat in the hall and drank a sip of hot tea. Ximen Kankan heard that his father and his party were ambushed and Ximen Yong was injured, and immediately rushed over in a hurry.

"Father, where are you hurt?" Ximen Kankan looked panicked.

"I got stabbed in the shoulder. It will be fine after a few days. Don't scream." Ximen Yong looked at Ximen Kankan and said in a tone of caution.

Ximen Kankan stared at his father's bleeding shoulder, his nose twitched, and turned back and said, "Shi Kang, go get the wound medicine and bandages."

"It's been bandaged." Ximen Yong took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and said.

"It was a rush on the road, how could I bandage it carefully?"

Shi Kang took the golden wound medicine and bandages, and Ximen Kankan carefully bandaged the wound again. Seeing that the wound on Ximen Yong's shoulder penetrated the entire shoulder, Ximen Kankan felt very distressed and cried: "Father, when you go to the capital city next time, let me go with you. I am already a warrior in the great perfection realm. In terms of realm, I am no worse than Uncle Yuan."

"There are many things to do in the county, and someone must stay behind, right?" Ximen Yong saw that Ximen Kankan was sad at this time, and his tone already meant to comfort him.

Ximen Yong's eyes suddenly passed over Ximen Kankan's shoulder and saw a painting hanging on the wall of the hall.

This painting was framed very exquisitely. In the painting, Ximen Kankan, wearing a moon-white scholar's suit, was helping a ragged old woman with gray hair to sit on the armchair.

Ximen Yong's eyes flashed, and he suddenly remembered the escort Duan who drew this picture for Ximen Kankan.

Duan Rong's eyes and the eyes of the masked man in black on the post were like lightning flashing in Ximen Yong's mind, and the two overlapped.

"Is it him?" Ximen Yong was shocked. But he couldn't be sure just by looking at his eyes.

Ximen Yong looked at Ximen Kankan who was carefully treating his wound, and suddenly asked: "Kankan, what kind of weapon does the escort Duan Rong who often fights with you use?"

"Duan Rong?" Ximen Kankan glanced at his father, not knowing why Ximen Yong suddenly mentioned Duan Rong, but he still answered: "He used an oxtail knife. What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just asked casually." Ximen Yong said. If he was not mistaken, the warrior on the post last night also used an oxtail knife.

"Coincidence?"

Ximen Kankan had just re-wrapped Ximen Yong's wound, and Yuan Shouzhi hurried over with a serious face.

As soon as Ximen Yong saw Yuan Shouzhi's expression, he smiled and said to Ximen Kankan: "Kankan, you go first. I have something to discuss with your uncle Yuan."

"Yes!" Ximen Kankan stood up and clasped his fists, saying: "Father, Uncle Yuan, Kankan will take his leave!"

In fact, he didn't want to hide the ambush on the post from Kankan, but he was going to talk to Yuan Shouzhi about Duan Rong later. He asked Yuan Shouzhi to investigate Duan Rong's affairs, and he didn't want Kankan to know yet.

As soon as Ximen Kankan walked out of the hall, Ximen Yong looked at Yuan Shouzhi and asked: "Did you find out during the interrogation?"

"The interrogation revealed it." Yuan Shouzhi said, "It's from Chen Chunlei's side. He has a personal servant who is a cousin of Li Meng, the third in command of the Black Tiger Village. This Li Meng committed a crime in Sheqi County and entered the Black Tiger Village half a year ago."

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"Is Li Meng dead?" Ximen Yong asked.

"Dead."

Ximen Yong's eyes flashed with a fierce light. This time, so many people in the Ximen family died, how could he not hate?

Ximen Yong paced and said, "Shouzhi, you have to go there in person for this matter, and bring Wang Zhaoxuan with you. The matter was exposed by Chen Chunlei. If the problem on his side is not solved, there will be endless troubles in the future!"

"Yes, boss!" Yuan Shouzhi said with a fist.

Ximen Yong at this time. Suddenly, he looked at Yuan Shouzhi and asked, "I asked you to investigate Duan Rong before. Do you think the warrior on the post last night looks like him?"

Yuan Shouzhi was slightly stunned by Ximen Yong's question and said, "Who does he look like? Duan Rong?"

Yuan Shouzhi's eyes flickered. "The body shape is similar? The inner breath level is not bad. But the man's methods are complicated, I'm afraid it's not something a bodyguard can have?"

Yuan Shouzhi seemed to think of something, and suddenly his eyes froze, and said, "Boss, do you remember that when the man on the post left, he looked at me, and seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then rolled his eyes at you before leaving."

Yuan Shouzhi looked very carefully, and Ximen Yong also remembered that it was like this.

"From this reaction, it is really possible that it is Duan Rong?" Yuan Shouzhi said, "Otherwise, I will check him again?"

"Don't do it!" Ximen Yong said decisively, "The other party is obviously a friend, not an enemy. Whether it is Duan Rong or not, we can't check it again. Don't judge a gentleman by your own mean heart!"

"The subordinates know." Yuan Shouzhi said. His face was already hot, and Ximen Yong's words had the meaning of scolding him.

"You go and rest."

"Yes, I'll take my leave!" Yuan Shouzhi clasped his fists and left the hall.

Ximen Yong walked to the painting on the wall of the hall and looked at the poem on the side of the painting again: Lying in the room, I hear the rustling of bamboo, and I suspect it is the sound of human suffering. Don't say that a good deed is small and you don't do it, every branch and leaf is always related to your feelings.

"Don't say that a good deed is small and you don't do it, every branch and leaf is always related to your feelings." Ximen Yong murmured and repeated the poem, and he felt that the poem was full of exhortation.

Duan Rong not only exhorted Kan Kan, but also often exchanged swordsmanship with Kan Kan, so that Kan Kan's swordsmanship had improved greatly without realizing it.

All these things seem to have something in common with the actions of the warrior on the post last night.

"Could it be Duan Rong?" Ximen Yong pondered silently, frowning and muttering to himself: "If it is really him, why does this person treat my Ximen family so well?"

"Could this person have a relationship with my Ximen family?" Ximen Yong had already decided that he would find an opportunity to ask Duan Rong in person and tentatively.