Blue and White Society

  Chapter 652 Head Separation

  Menghewuen's influence in the south is relatively small, only a thousand people. Although Yangzhou is a big city, there are only ten fans.

   Of these ten fans, only the deacon was really trained by Kublai Khan, and the others were loyal people selected from the army, and then trained by the deacon.

  The soldiers surrounding Liujiazhuang at this moment are nothing but defenders borrowed from the local area.

   "Qian Baihu, no one came out?" Deacon Hatu brought people to Liujiazhuangzi and asked.

"No, it's an evil way to say it, Mr. Hatu, I sent someone over the wall and entered Liu's house, and they screamed not long after entering. After that, I sent a few brothers in, but none of them came out. Terrified." Qian Baihu said.

   "Didn't I say just surround yourself and don't go in?" Hatu said.

Qian Baihu sneered and said, "Isn't this curious? I've been around here for two hours. Liu's family is also a large compound, but no one has ever come out. I shouted loudly outside, but I didn't make a sound inside. , so I sent people in to have a look. How can I think...it’s really evil! The people I sent are all good soldiers in the army!"

   "Master Deacon, His Majesty established your deacon factory, what exactly are you investigating?"

  Hatu said: "Don't worry about it, just break open the door!"

"Yes!"

   Qian Baihu waved his hand, and immediately a soldier stepped forward and smashed the door. The copper-nailed wooden door of the manor was originally half-closed, so there was no need to smash it, and it kicked open.

  Hatu looked at the door, but saw bloodstains and a silk scarf on the corridor inside the door.

  Seeing the silk scarf, the scholar burst into tears and called Ling'er's name.

  Chang Fan curled his lips and said, "Is this kid crazy or not?"

  Hatu said: "Half-crazy, he must have been frightened and shocked. I asked you to check the terrain inside?"

  Chang Fan hurriedly said: "We found the tenant farmers of the Liu family, some of them passed by Zhuangzi, and drew topographic maps."

  He took out a very crude topographic map, which basically marked most of the courtyards and gates of Liujiazhuangzi. The tenant farmers have never been to some places, so naturally they can't draw them.

  Hatu looked at the picture slowly, asking for details from time to time.

  There are more than one hundred people in Liujiazhuangzi, most of them are servants and retainers, and there are only a few people in the real family.

   "Up and down, more than a hundred people, after being killed, the surrounding tenants didn't even notice the news..." Hatu pursed his lips, basically believing that this was a ghost killing, and it was definitely not a bandit.

  Chang Fan was a little bit guilty in his heart, and said, "Master, are we really going in? None of the people who went in came out."

   "Why didn't anyone come out? Didn't the scholar come out alive? Why? Scared?" Hatu said.

  The factory fans all excitedly said: "We are all sweating profusely, what the **** are we afraid of!"

   "Okay! Hu Dan stays, and the others follow me. If you don't return at dawn, I will raze this place to the ground!" Hatu said.

"Yes!"

  They were loyal to Kublai Khan, so they got off their horses and drew their swords, and walked forward in big strides.

  Originally there were ten of them, but three of them were sent to this courtyard before, and their life and death are still unknown.

   Now there is only one person left, and the rest counting the scholars, there are only seven people.

As for the local army, Kublai Khan explained that it can be used, but it can’t be trusted. Hatu didn’t think about bringing it in together. There is no way to explain to His Majesty.

  Ha Tu led people bravely into Zhuangzi from the main entrance, with a face of fearlessness, only the scholar was crying and struggling desperately.

   But he couldn't beat the crowd, he was handcuffed and dragged in.

  They walked through the front yard, observing as they walked, the more blood stains they entered, and when they reached the second entrance, there were dried blood stains all over the ground and walls.

   "This is the trace of spraying from a person's head being chopped off!" The factory fans have rich experience in killing, and they can see it at a glance.

   And Hatu looked more carefully, and said in surprise: "There is no corpse... and there is no trace of dragging the corpse..."

   Hearing what he said, the factory fans also realized that there were only signs of blood spattering at the scene, but there were no small blood spots dripping from the knives, and there were no blood stains that would be left by carrying the corpse.

  Whether it is dragged or carried away, it is impossible to leave no traces. The body disappeared out of thin air?

   "Scholar, where are the heads piled up like a mountain?" Hatu asked.

  The scholar was being carried, trembling, looking around, and muttering: "Run! Run! Run!"

  How could this group of people want to leave? They were willing to die for Kublai Khan. After struggling for more than a month, they finally found what His Majesty was looking for. How could they just let it go?

   "Go in! Follow the blood! It's like a group of people running out of the gate, but people are dying all the way." Hatu guessed.

  Although there was no corpse, he could tell from the bloodstains.

  The further you go to the inner house, the more bloodstains, which means the more people died.

  The farther you go to the gate, the fewer people die.

   Isn’t this just a group of people running towards the gate, and people died continuously, and finally only the scholar and ‘Ling’er’ escaped to the gate, and in the end, Ling’er was also killed, and only the scholar escaped.

  Hatu held a scimitar in his hand, looked around with fierce eyes, led the people forward quickly, and quickly rushed to the middle hall.

  Passing the middle hall, behind it is the place where the family members and female relatives live.

   And here, they saw the most bloodstains, it seems that a large-scale siege took place here.

   "Pfft!"

  Suddenly, there was a sound of beheading, and a column of blood sprayed out from the blind spot in the corner of Hatu's left eye, and some of it was stained on his face.

  Hatu turned his head suddenly, and saw a brother in front of him, and his head flew up.

  The heads are separated!

   With his head in the air, he opened his mouth and let out a horrified scream.

   After a moment, the screams stopped abruptly, and then the body disappeared, and when the head disappeared, it hadn't landed yet.

   "Ah!" Everyone was shocked.

  Hatu shrank his pupils, and saw a piece of white cloth floating beside the dead man.

  The white tablecloth hangs freely as if covering a person.

   But no one could be seen, and there was nothing under the white cloth, just air, so it seemed to be floating again.

   "Is this... a ghost?" Hatu was only briefly startled, then retreated to distance himself, and shouted: "Cut him!"

  He said to chop, but he backed away.

   It’s not that I’m afraid, I might be afraid if I haven’t seen a ghost, but after seeing a ghost now, I don’t have any fear.

   Isn’t it just an invisible person holding a big white cloth?

  The reason why he retreated was because he didn't want to die needlessly. His Majesty taught him to let others test the target.

   "Let's see if the knife is useful..."

  Hatu thought about it, and saw that his subordinate had already chopped it down with a knife.

  However, the sharp knife pierced through the white cloth directly without any resistance, as if it had been swung into the air.

   "Pfft!"

   "Ah!" Before he could recover, he felt a chill on his neck, blood spurted wildly, and his head flew up.

  In this instant, two people died in a row, everyone's scalp was numb, remembering the scholar's cry, they turned their heads and ran away.

  The knife is useless!

  Although Hatu was prepared in his heart, this ghost is not afraid of knives. But I didn't expect it to be so fearless, the knife passed through completely, and the white cloth was not affected at all.

   "Run first!"

  Hatu threw the torch in his hand, stepped back again and again, and saw that the torch also passed through.

   "This..." Hatu thumped in his heart. His Majesty taught him to test the target and infer information from the target's feedback.

   But this still needs to be pushed? People can't touch it at all, ignoring all attacks.

   Looking carefully, the white cloth is also hanging freely, the wind has not disturbed it, and the white cloth has no intention of dancing at all.

  At this moment, they are chasing after everyone, not like flying, but walking.

   It was like an invisible person, with a white cloth covering his head, walking towards them.

   "Let go of me! Untie me!" The scholar was being carried away, but his hands and feet were handcuffed. When he saw the familiar white cloth, he yelled in horror.

  Hatu looked at him and immediately said, "Throw him over!"

   This is the purpose of bringing the scholar with him. Although the scholar is confused, he is the only survivor of the Liu family after all.

  Maybe, he knows more.

   Sure enough, the scholar was thrown over, and at the same time terrified, he shouted: "At the beginning of human beings, nature is good, nature is similar, habits are far away... Gou..."

  He still couldn't tell what was behind the dog, but, amazingly, he hit the white cloth!

  Although it didn't shake the white cloth at all, it did hit it.

  The scholar fell to the ground with his head red and swollen as if he had hit a cliff.

   Then trembling and shouting: "Man... man..."

  He got stuck again, and his head was sweating anxiously: "People...what's the matter..."

   "Pfft!" The scholar's head flew up, and blood spurted out.

  The fan who pushed the scholar was stunned, and then saw Bai Bu coming towards him again.

  That fan wanted to run, but Hatu shouted behind him: "Go! You can touch it by memorizing the Three Character Classic."

  Fanzi looked confused: "I can't!"

   As he spoke, he turned his head and ran away.

  However, as soon as he took two steps, he turned the corner and saw the direction he came from. There was a large "white cloth sheet" densely packed, and he swayed towards him with a gesture of "shaking heads".

   "There are so many..." His scalp went numb, and his hands and feet trembled in shock. Turning around again, he found that the white cloth chasing him was right in front of him.

  He had a premonition that in just one breath, his head would fall to the ground... no, if he couldn't even fall to the ground, there would be no bones left.

   "People... At the beginning of human beings, people are inherently good, their natures are similar, and their habits are far away..." Fanzi was anxious, seeing the white cloth close at hand, the sentence that scholars often hang on his mouth unexpectedly blurted out.

   Not to mention, people were forced to come out. In fact, he didn't bother to memorize the scholar's essays, thinking they were all sour.

  But now that he knew it could save his life, he immediately recited it.

   While shouting this sentence, he slashed at Bai Bu's body.

   No sound, but no passing through either!

  He could feel himself chopping the entity! However, only a harmless wrinkle remained on the white cloth.

   "It's useless!" Fanzi screamed.

  At the same time, the head was separated, and blood spurted from the cavity!

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   p.s: Sorry. This containment is very simple, but also very unsolvable. In short, knowledge is power.

  (end of this chapter)