A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

Chapter 187 Two Phases Overlap
Ximen Yong and his team bandaged the guards' wounds at Heihugang, then began to prepare and set off.

The two horses were dead. Although the carriage had overturned, it was made of solid wood from last year, which was as hard as stone and did not suffer any major damage.

Several guards who were less seriously injured lifted the carriage and harnessed the horses.

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

Seeing that it was already the second half of the night, the moon rose from the hill, and the pale moonlight sprinkled on the hill covered with blood, which was indescribably weird and miserable...

Smelling the pungent smell of blood in the night wind, everyone's heart felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead...

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

The unconscious Wang Zhaoxuan was also placed in the same carriage as the injured guard and was guarded by a special person.

With the clatter of horses' hooves and the rumbling of wheels, 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 whizzed through the wild woods and came to the official road five or six miles away. He swept his spiritual sense and found the white birch tree he had seen before. The chestnut horse he rented from the car dealership was eating grass under the tree.

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

Duan Rong took off his nightgown, changed into bodyguard's clothes, then mounted his chestnut horse, got on the official road, and sped away.

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

Passersby on the street saw that all the Ximen family members were injured and bruised, and even the head of the family, Ximen Yong, had a bleeding bandage on his shoulder, and they immediately started talking about it.

When he looked at the second carriage of the Ximen family, he found it was full of corpses. Blood was gathering and dripping at the bottom of the carriage, leaving spots of blood all along the way.

At this time, everyone on the streets of Xiangu County knew that something bad had happened to the Ximen family.

Ximen Yong remained calm despite everyone's discussions. This was not the first time he had experienced the cruelty of the martial world.

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

What's more, he is still alive, while those guards who died for the Ximen family have been sleeping forever... Apart from comforting their families, there is actually very little he can do.

The cruelty of the world of martial arts is sometimes not only about life and death, but also about many helplessness.

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

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

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

"You were stabbed in the shoulder. It will be fine after a few days of rest. Don't scream or shout." Ximen Yong looked at Ximen Kankan and said in a cautionary tone.

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

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

"How can I bandage it carefully when I was in such a hurry on the road?"

Shi Kang brought the golden wound medicine and bandages, and Ximen Kankan carefully bandaged the wound again. Seeing that the wound on Ximen Yong's shoulder had 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 at the great perfection level, and in terms of realm, I am no worse than Uncle Yuan."

"There are a lot of things to do in the county, so someone has to stay behind, right?" Ximen Yong saw that Ximen Kankan was sad at the moment, and his tone already contained an intention 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 mounted very exquisitely. In the painting, Ximen Kankan, dressed in 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 master Duan who painted this picture for Ximen Kankan.

Duan Rong's eyes and the eyes of the masked man in black on the post flashed across Ximen Yong's mind like lightning and overlapped.

"Is it him?" Ximen Yong was shocked. But he couldn't be sure just by looking at him. Ximen Yong looked at Ximen Kankan who was carefully treating his wounds, and suddenly asked, "Kankan, what kind of weapon does Duan Rong, the escort 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: "I used an oxtail knife. What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'm just asking." Ximen Yong said. If he saw it right, the warrior on the post last night also used an oxtail knife.

"Coincidence?"

Ximen Kankan had just rebandaged Ximen Yong's wound when Yuan Shouzhi hurried over with a serious look on his face.

When 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, clasped his fists, and said, “Father, Uncle Yuan, Kankan is leaving!”

In fact, he did not want to hide the ambush on the post from Kankan, but he was also planning to talk to Yuan Shouzhi about Duan Rong later. He had asked Yuan Shouzhi to investigate Duan Rong, and he did not want Kankan to know about it for the time being.

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

"The interrogation revealed something." Yuan Shouzhi said, "It's from Chen Chunlei. He has a personal servant who is a cousin of Li Meng, the third leader of the Black Tiger Camp. Li Meng committed a crime in Sheqi County and was imprisoned in the Black Tiger Camp half a year ago."

"Is Li Meng dead?" Ximen Yong asked.

"died."

Ximen Yong's eyes flashed with ferocity. This time, so many people from the Ximen family died, how could he not hate them?
Ximen Yong paced back and forth while saying, "Shouzhi, you have to go there in person, and bring Wang Zhaoxuan with you. The matter was exposed by Chen Chunlei. If we don't solve the problem on his side, there will be endless troubles in the future!"

"Yes, Boss!" Yuan Shouzhi said with a fist salute.

At this time, Ximen Yong suddenly 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 asked, "Who does he look like? Duan Rong?"

Yuan Shouzhi's eyes flickered. "Their bodies are similar, and their inner energy levels are not bad either. But that person's methods are complicated, I'm afraid they are not something a bodyguard can possess, right?"

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

Yuan Shouzhi looked at it very carefully, and Ximen Yong also remembered it as such.

"Judging from this reaction, it is really possible that it is Duan Rong?" Yuan Shouzhi said, "How about I check him out again?"

"Don't do that!" Ximen Yong said decisively, "The other party is obviously a friend, not an enemy. Regardless of whether it is Duan Rong or not, we must not investigate further. Don't judge others by your own standards!"

"My men know." Yuan Shouzhi said. His face was already burning, and Ximen Yong's words already meant to reprimand him.

"take a break."

"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 my room, I hear the rustling of bamboos, and I suspect it is the sound of human suffering. Don't say that a good deed is too small, for every branch and leaf is of great concern.

“Don’t say that good deeds are small, every branch and leaf is full of emotion.” Ximen Yong murmured the verses again and again. He felt that the verses were full of advice.

Duan Rong not only advised Kan Kan, but also often practiced swordsmanship with Kan Kan, which helped Kan Kan improve his swordsmanship without realizing it.

All these things seem to have something in common with the actions of the brave man 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 our Ximen family so well?"

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

(End of this chapter)