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

Chapter 207 Memorial
Duan Rong had already performed the Cloud Snake Steps and leaped back, putting some distance between him and him.

Shen Chen's steps began to stagger.

Although he couldn't see it himself, Duan Rong saw it clearly. Shen Chen's face had begun to turn black and his lips were dark purple.

This is a sign of poisoning!
The reason why Duan Rong dared to fight a warrior who had reached a great perfection stage was because of his confidence!
When he flashed just now, the poison powder on his sleeves was lightly sprinkled...

Shen Chen had been deeply poisoned without realizing it!
At this moment, the shadow of a plum blossom suddenly bloomed beside Duan Rong's hand, and a scimitar shot out from the shadow of the plum blossom and pierced Shen Chen's heart!

At this time, Shen Chen's qi and energy were already disordered and his consciousness was blurred!
This flying knife pierced through his body directly, and the scimitar, covered in blood, shot out from his back!

Shen Chen's eyes went dark, and he fell backwards with his back to the sky, with the sword in his hand clanging to the ground!
Just as his body leaned back, Duan Rong flashed past and cut off Shen Chen's neck with his oxtail knife!

Although the heart was no longer supplying blood, the blood in the broken artery in the neck was still flowing high!

Duan Rong stood in the sunlight with his sword in hand. Shen Chen's face was dark and his severed head was on the horizontal oxtail sword. On the severed head, Shen Chen's eyes were still open blankly...

And blood flowed down the slightly tilted blade like a stream of urine, soaking the ground at Duan Rong's feet...

Duan Rong tore off the headscarf wrapped around the head of a corpse beside him, wrapped up Shen Chen's severed head, and placed it on the pavilion on the rockery.

Then Duan Rong raised his eyes and looked at the screen wall in the courtyard.

Outside the screen wall is the gate of the manor. There are two people standing guard at the gate. Duan Rong did not forget.

I didn't touch them just now because I didn't want to alert the enemy. Now that we have dealt with them here, it's time to cut off these two tails.

This manor is very large. The rockery is quite far away from the manor gate, and the battle just now ended in just a few breaths.

There was no sound in between, and the crisp sound of fighting did not alarm the two people guarding the gate outside the screen wall.

The two men were still chatting at the gate.

A man with a mole on his face rubbed his neck and said, "Those concubines in the manor were so tender. I wanted to have some fun with them, but Shentou chopped them all to death without blinking an eye..."

"It's really ..."

The word "regret" had already been drowned deep in his throat before he could utter it, because a flying knife blew open the top of his head, and his brains were blasted all over his face!
The man standing opposite him still had a lewd smile on his face, but his lewd smile was frozen on his face forever, because the back of his head was exploded almost at the same time!
Duan Rong suddenly jumped out of the screen wall, grabbed the two people, as if he was holding two sandbags horizontally, and returned to the rockery in a few jumps!
Duan Rong threw the two corpses in his hands to the ground, then flashed into the secret room and carried out the last thin man's corpse.

Duan Rong piled the twelve corpses next to the rockery. At this moment, Duan Rong suddenly saw a long sword at his feet.

This sword was the one Shen Chen had used just now. Duan Rong sneered, "A damned bandit, you want to learn how to use a sword? Are you pretending?"

But Duan Rong's eyebrows suddenly jumped, and he suddenly felt that the heavy sword movement just now seemed somewhat familiar. He seemed to have seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember for a moment!

Duan Rong was thinking about it, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he remembered.

It was Shen Mizhi! His swordsmanship was very similar to that of Shen Yanliu's daughter Shen Mizhi!
Although Duan Rong had only seen Shen Mizhi use a sword once, in front of the painting stall, her sword skills still left a deep impression on Duan Rong.

This man's swordsmanship is the same as Shen Mizhi's, and the bandits just now called him Shentou.

"His surname is also Shen!" Duan Rong suddenly felt that his killing of that man might have a lot to do with Shen Yanliu.

Duan Rong's eyes moved, and he bent down to pick up the long sword at his feet, and said to himself: "Read the weapon spirit."

A set of data then appeared in front of Duan Rong.

Object: Long sword.

Weapon spirit level: Level three.

Devouring requirement: Host's mental strength level 3 (satisfied). Devouring effect: The water-washing sword technique is perfected.

Duan Rong's mind moved, and he thought to himself: "Swallow!"

He used a knife, he had never been interested in swordsmanship!

But no one knew whether it was fate or bad luck, but he had conflicts with the Shen family time and again, both overtly and covertly!

Since the Huanshui sword technique belongs to the Shen family, it never hurts to know yourself and your enemy.

After Duan Rong finished swallowing, he threw away the sword in his hand and disappeared again. He took out two large jars of liquor from a room.

Before, when Duan Rong was looking for someone in the corridor of the house, he used his spiritual sense to scan and found more than ten jars of strong liquor there.

Duan Rong threw two large jars of strong liquor on the twelve piled corpses, and the aroma of liquor immediately filled the air!
Duan Rong pulled out a fire starter and lit the liquor. A blue flame ignited and spread instantly!
Duan Rong turned around, brought over two large jars of wine, and threw them into the fire. The fire suddenly became bigger, and the smell of burnt flesh filled the air!
Duan Rong stood there, the scorching afternoon sun shining on the pile of burning corpses in front of him!

This was the first time Duan Rong had seen a corpse burn in a raging fire. In addition to the tempting smell of burning, the fire ripped off all the clothes and hair, and the skin was actually burned and bubbling constantly. At the same time, the oil kept oozing out and turned into a dye that helped combustion...

After a while of burning, the skin began to burn and turn black...

Duan Rong looked at the body that was burnt beyond recognition. He raised his head and saw clouds of smoke rising with the burning flames. Under the sunlight, it was faintly visible...

Duan Rong looked at the smoke and dust floating in the air, his eyes were far-reaching and deep...

He believed that if people really had souls after death, then the souls of the dead in this village must be floating in the sky above this place, looking at these burning corpses...

"I wonder if this small tribute can eliminate the hatred in your hearts?" Duan Rong muttered to himself while looking at the sky above his head.

But he had done what he could. Duan Rong suddenly infused his internal energy, and with a single reach, he carried the box full of gold, jewelry, and silver bills on his shoulders.

Then he picked up the heavy severed head with one hand.

The head wrapped in the turban was still dripping with blood...

Duan Rong walked out of the messy Quan family manor!

In the wilderness at the west end of the village, Duan Rong dug a big pit, wrapped the bodies of Qin Old Man's family of four in four rolls of yellow mats, and buried them in the pit.

Duan Rong used a shovel to tamp down the pile of earth, but he did not put up a sign for the family. To be honest, he only knew that the old man Qin's surname was Qin, but he didn't even know his name.

Duan Rong untied Shen Chen's head and spread it out in front of the Qin family's tomb. Then he picked up a jar of strong liquor, pecked open the seal with his hands, and walked around the tomb, pouring the liquor as he went, saying, "Old Qin, I have been into the mountains several times. Thank you for taking care of me! A jar of wine, a head, and a journey for your family!"

Duan Rong turned around and then poured some liquor on Shen Chen's head and lit it with a fire stick. The smell of burnt hair and flesh filled the air in front of the grave!

Duan Rong looked at the burning head and the grave in front of him, poured the last bit of liquor in the jar into his throat, and then smashed the jar behind him.

Duan Rong looked towards the village not far away. A faint smell of blood was still drifting in the wind. There were still many corpses in the village, but there were too many people and he was unable to bury them!
Duan Rong suddenly clasped his fists towards the grave in front of him and said, "Old Qin, Heiwa, rest in peace!"

After Duan Rong finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at a carriage not far behind him.

Duan Rong used this carriage to pull the bodies of Old Man Qin and his family here.

The horse for the carriage had already died in Old Man Qin's house, and only the carriage was left.

Duan Rong approached the carriage, paused for a moment, then concentrated his internal energy and suddenly lifted up a large box in the carriage. Then he turned around and used his palm, and with the surge of internal energy, he knocked the carriage into a large tree, smashing it to pieces.

Then, Duan Rong carried the big box on his shoulders and walked towards the Wild Boar Mountain...

(End of this chapter)