Starting from the imperial palace guards, his clones spread all over the world.

Chapter 565 Bloody Feud

"A vengeful ghost?"

The sea breeze, carrying a salty, damp scent, brushed past Liang Jin's nose. A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips, and his gaze, tinged with mockery, fixed on Lü Chenzhou's bronze face.
"Then tell me, what does that so-called vengeful ghost look like?"

If ghosts really exist in this world, then why didn't anyone return as a vengeful ghost to seek revenge after he killed tens of thousands of people?

Lu Chenzhou ignored his sarcasm, his brows furrowed, his eyes revealing an unusual seriousness:
"I don't know either, I've never seen it before."

Upon hearing this, Liang Jin frowned and sneered.

Could it be that Lü Chenzhou is joking with me?

Lu Chenzhou raised his head and looked at Liang Jin seriously, saying:

“But my father-in-law has seen it.”

Her father-in-law was Zheng Jiaogu, the pirate leader.

"Zheng Jiao's bones have been missing for nearly twenty years, and people have assumed that he is dead."

Even within the Iron Dragon Gang, everyone assumed he was in seclusion, seeking an opportunity to enter the second rank.

"However, I learned some inside information from the Zheng family."

"Zheng Jiaogu actually hid in the treasure cave all along, only seeing his three sons once a year."

“He had just seen his son a few days ago, which is why Zheng Aoshan and I went to Hualong Island to pay tribute.”

As Lü Chenzhou said this, a hint of resentment appeared on his face, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips:

“Even though Zheng Aoshan was on guard against me in every possible way, treating me like a thief.”

"But since I am his wife, it is inevitable that I will come into contact with certain things, go to certain places, and meet certain people."

"In the end, I got a new explanation for Zheng Jiaogu's disappearance: he was actually possessed by a vengeful ghost."

Liang Jin shrugged noncommittally.

When looking at some of the world's mysterious and inexplicable things, we cannot immediately explain them with the idea of ​​ghosts and gods.

Therefore, Liang Jin remained skeptical of Lü Chenzhou's words.

"Please elaborate."

Liang Jin gestured for Lü Chenzhou to continue.

Lu Chenzhou shook his head slightly, his hair disheveled by the sea breeze:
"I only know a little bit about it, and I don't know the specific details."

"By the way, Zheng Jiaogu is possessed by a vengeful ghost, which is said to be related to a severed hand."

Her gaze suddenly sharpened, fixed directly on Liang Jin:

"That severed hand was also given to Zheng Aoshan by Zheng Jiao as the most important tribute item for this pilgrimage."

"If that severed hand is in your possession, I suggest you don't keep it, lest it bring you misfortune."

It was clear that Lü Chenzhou had roughly guessed that Liang Jin had embezzled the severed hand that the Iron Dragon Gang had offered as tribute to the Dragon Transformation Sect.

Liang Jin's heart moved when he heard this.

Is it related to the severed hand?
Could it be that the blurry figure tonight came for the severed hand?

It seems to make sense.

The blurry figure suddenly appeared shortly after Liang Jin took out the severed hand to study it.

Looking back now, there are indeed many strange things about that blurry figure.

Liang Jin's naked eye could not find him; only his keen eyes could locate him.

Furthermore, after the figure infiltrated Hualong Island, it did nothing else but rush towards Liang Jin's residence.

The reason the blurry figure hesitated to enter the door was probably because he discovered the severed hand was missing.

He probably never imagined that the severed hand would be destroyed and absorbed by the jade sword.

However, Liang Jin did not conclude that the figure was some kind of vengeful ghost.

After all, Zheng Aoshan probably knew that the severed hand was in Liang Jin's hands. If he revealed the secret, it was not impossible that it would attract people who coveted the severed hand.

This severed hand was part of the incorruptible corpse in the Ruins of Return, and is priceless.

"If this severed hand can cause ghosts, then why did Zheng Jiaogu offer it as a tribute to the new sect leader? Could it be that he has ulterior motives?"

Liang Jin could not confirm.

To confirm this idea, we must first confirm that a severed hand can indeed attract ghosts and evil spirits.

But now that his hand is gone, Liang Jin no longer has the opportunity to conduct experiments.

The blurry figure had already been devoured and absorbed by the giant snake, leaving no way to prove anything.

It seems the situation has reached a stalemate.

But whether it's a ghost or not, it has no impact on Liang Jin at the moment.

Moreover, Liang Jin knew that Li Xueqing was about to become a ghost.

"She hates me so much, if she really becomes a vengeful ghost after she dies, she will definitely come back to take revenge on me, right?"

A cold smile appeared on Liang Jin's lips.

His gaze turned to the western sea.

Although he couldn't see the land across the sea, Liang Jin knew the locations of the various characters locked by [Thousand-Mile Tracking] through his other clones.

Everyone has gathered by the deadline, and Li Xueqing is doomed tonight.

………………

Dongzhou City.

Heavy rain.

The Tan family mansion was partially obscured by the rain, resembling a sinister haunted house.

The lightning flashed across the night sky, illuminating the faded "奠" (meaning "offering sacrifice") character on the Tan family's gate.

In Dongzhou City, the Tan family was a well-known and prestigious family.

Everyone in power in Dongzhou City knows that the Tan family not only has a large business, but also has a mysterious force supporting them.

Anyone who opposes the Tan family, and if things really come to a point of no return, will have the mysterious force behind the Tan family intervene and kill all of their opponents!
For this reason, the Six Doors of Dongzhou conducted numerous covert investigations.

The more the Six Doors of Dongzhou investigated, the more alarmed they became. They gradually realized that they seemed to have uncovered a powerful organization called the Dragon Transformation Gate.

Even the Six Doors had several secret clashes with this organization, but they always suffered losses.

This matter even attracted the attention of the Six Doors headquarters in the capital, which dispatched Zhu Ying, one of the Four Great Constables, to investigate.

But in the end, Zhu Ying died under mysterious circumstances.

Having reached this point, it was bound to enrage the Six Doors of the capital, prompting them to mobilize a large force to deal with the situation.

However, the situation in the capital seems to be turbulent recently, which has kept the Six Doors headquarters busy dealing with the changes in the center of power. The experts are stretched thin and have no time to pay attention to the changes in this remote Dongzhou.

In addition, with the outbreak of war between the Daqian and the Black Dragon Dynasty, half of the garrison in Dongzhou was even transferred away.

The higher-ups could only entrust all matters to the Six Doors of Dongzhou to handle at their discretion.

However, the Six Doors of Dongzhou knew that their strength was no match for a behemoth like the Transformation Dragon Gate, so they could only temporarily cease their activities and wait for the situation in the capital to stabilize.

But plans can never keep up with changes.

The Tan family offended Dugu Hen, one of the Ten Great Evils of the Martial Arts World, and was massacred overnight by Dugu Hen.

This put the Six Doors in a panic.

They were terrified that the Hualongmen sect behind the Tan family would seize the opportunity to cause trouble and trigger unrest in Dongzhou.

Therefore, the Six Doors not only posted wanted posters for Dugu Hen everywhere, but also declared to the world that the massacre of the Tan family was all Dugu Hen's doing and had nothing to do with the Six Doors.

Subsequently, the Six Doors collected all the corpses of the Tan family into coffins and even set up a mourning hall at the Tan family's residence, waiting only until the seventh day after their death to bury them.

Even the Six Doors sent out constables to guard the Tan family, fearing that someone might come to cause trouble.

But what's meant to happen will happen eventually...

"Boom!"

A flash of lightning streaked across the dark clouds, followed by a rumble of thunder.

In the pouring rain, the constables from the Six Doors who were on duty here had to take shelter in the Tan family's house.

The Tan family hall has been set up as a mourning hall. The white curtains have been taken down, and the offering table is full of offerings to the deceased.

A total of twenty-three black coffins were placed in the mourning hall.

A huge character for "offering sacrifice" flickered in the dancing candlelight.

The night wind, carrying moisture from the heavy rain, continuously poured into the hall.

The constables gathered around the brazier to warm themselves, and while chatting idly, they inevitably uttered some complaints:
"With this heavy rain, I doubt anyone will cause trouble tonight. We're really unlucky to be here protecting a bunch of dead people." "Seriously, do we really have to stay here all night? I couldn't even keep vigil for my mother when she died, and now we're here to keep vigil for the Tan family, complete strangers? How ridiculous!"

"The Tan family is arrogant and domineering in Dongzhou City, and they've offended countless people. This time, they just had to offend a ruthless person like Dugu Hen. Don't they deserve it?"

"That's right. The Tan family usually bullies others by relying on their power, and no one dares to provoke them easily. Now, it's true that the wicked will be punished by the wicked. They deserve it."

……

The constables burned some more paper money into the brazier.

It's not that they're afraid of the coffins in the mourning hall; after all, they're still talking badly about the dead people inside.

Instead, the night was chilly, and they burned paper money only to keep warm.

“Boom, boom, boom!!!”

Another thunderclap boomed, sending dust flying from the rooftops.

The moment a bolt of lightning illuminated the sky, a sharp-eyed constable was shocked to discover that a white figure had appeared at the entrance of the Tan family's residence!
"Who?!"

"You...are you a human or a ghost?!"

The constable pointed at the main gate and shouted, his voice filled with fear.

Upon hearing this, the other constables also gripped their sword hilts and looked warily toward the Tan family's gate.

As lightning once again ripped through the night sky.

Everyone could see clearly that a woman dressed in white was slowly walking into the Tan family home.

As the woman drew closer to the reception hall, the constables were able to clearly see her appearance by the light of the fire.

She was a middle-aged, beautiful woman dressed in mourning clothes.

The beautiful woman was over forty years old and had a stunningly beautiful appearance, but her eyes and brows were filled with an unyielding sorrow and hatred.

Tears mingled with raindrops and slid down her cheeks, leaving two dark streaks, while her eyes burned with a fierce fire of revenge.

Although she was standing in the pouring rain, the raindrops were swept away by a merciless force as they approached her.

Clearly, this person is a master with profound internal strength!

"You...who are you?"

A constable mustered his courage and questioned him sternly.

If it were an ordinary martial artist, facing a master like this beautiful woman, they would have been terrified and fled in panic, and would not have dared to question her.

However, the constables of the Six Doors often had more confidence because they represented the Great Qian Dynasty.

The beautiful woman approached step by step, the chill emanating from her body causing the flames in the brazier to dim slightly.
"You just said that the Tan family deserved it?"

"They're all dead, and you're still talking badly about them in the mourning hall?"

"Your hearts are so wicked, and you deserve to die."

Her voice was deep and cold, as if it came from the deepest hell, every word carrying a chilling killing intent.

The constables also felt a chill run down their spines.

The group immediately exchanged glances and prepared to act.

These constables from the Six Doors were well-trained and worked in perfect coordination. They quickly split into three teams: one team attempted to sneak out the back door to report the news, one team faced the middle-aged woman head-on, and the other team tried to go around to the back.

Their arrangement was not wrong.

Their mistake was that they didn't know what kind of enemy they were facing.

The beautiful middle-aged woman in front of me is none other than Li Xueqing, an elder of the Hualong Sect!

Before the constables could even take action, they felt a sharp pain shooting through their internal organs, and one by one they collapsed to the ground.

They were bleeding from all seven orifices, their skin and flesh were rotting rapidly at a visible speed, and even their bones were beginning to melt.

"That's some powerful...poison..."

A constable fell to the ground in despair, unable to believe his fate even in death.

The constables died quickly from the poison, most of them with their eyes wide open, clearly unaware of how they had been poisoned.

Their corpses turned into pools of foul-smelling pus, with only their clothes and cleavers remaining on the ground.

The once lively Tan family home quickly became deathly silent.

Li Xueqing slowly walked into the lobby, stepping through the pus.

She came to the offering table, looked at the memorial tablets of her relatives, and could no longer hold back. She knelt down on the prayer mat and burst into tears.

She knew that from then on, she would have no relatives left in this world.

"Boom!!!"

Thunder rumbled incessantly across the night sky.

The rain intensified, drowning out Li Xueqing's cries.

I don’t know how long it took.

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps sounded outside the Tan family's residence.

Then, a young man ran into the Tan family's house.

The man, dressed in the Hualongmen uniform, was soaked to the bone by the rain and looked anxious and fearful.

He rushed into the mourning hall and hurriedly bowed:

"Reporting to Elder Li, we have discovered the whereabouts of 'Blood Bodhisattva' Dugu Hen!"

Upon hearing this, Li Xueqing suddenly looked up, her tears instantly transforming into overwhelming killing intent.

Her aura surged, and a chilling killing intent coursed through the mourning hall, extinguishing almost half of the candles and oil lamps on the wooden frame.

"where?"

She asked through gritted teeth, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between her teeth.

Dugu Hen killed her entire family and had an irreconcilable hatred for her!
After learning of the tragic news about the Tan family, Li Xueqing sent her disciples to search for Dugu Hen's whereabouts.

Now she is determined to kill her enemies and avenge the Tan family.

The disciple from the Transformation Dragon Sect hurriedly replied:

"Reporting to the elder, Dugu Hen is currently in a thatched hut half a mile east of the city!"

Before the disciple could finish speaking, Li Xueqing's figure had already rushed out of the mourning hall and disappeared into the rainy night.

Only her voice still echoes from afar:
"Keep a close watch on the mourning hall for me, and don't let the eternal flame go out!"

Otherwise, I'll hold you accountable!

The sentence, though short, seemed to come from a short distance at first, but at the end it sounded like it came from a very far place, making the whole sentence seem very long.

Clearly, Li Xueqing's lightness skill had reached an astonishing level.

In the vast mourning hall, only the disciple of the Transformation Dragon Sect remained.

"hey-hey."

The disciple of the Transformation Dragon Sect slowly raised his head, revealing a sinister smile.

He was actually Xie Wuwei, whom Liang Jin had secretly sent out of Hualong Island!
Xie Wuwei casually walked up to a coffin, then placed his hand on the coffin lid and exerted force.

He actually managed to lift the nailed coffin lid.

A strong, pungent smell of blood immediately filled the air.

Xie Wuwei glanced into the coffin, then shook his head slightly.

Dugu Hen, known as the "Blood Bodhisattva," is one of the Ten Great Evils of the Martial World. He is a madman who is extremely cruel. Most of the people he kills are so badly killed that their bodies are often left in a state of disarray.

However, Xie Wuwei was not concerned about the corpses of the Tan family members at this moment.

He then pulled a blueprint from his pocket and threw it into the coffin.

Then Xie Wuwei loosened his grip.

"Oh!"

The coffin lid slammed shut.

Xie Wuwei clapped his hands, seemingly very satisfied with everything he had done.

"Senior Brother Xiong Ba, this time I'm risking my life to do this for you."

Xie Wuwei muttered to himself, his eyes flashing with madness and anticipation:
"If things fail, I'm afraid I'll turn into a puddle of mud tonight."

"If this succeeds, don't forget everything I've done!"

After saying that, he turned and disappeared into the rainy night, leaving behind only the empty mourning hall and the flickering eternal lamp...

(End of this chapter)