Xu Bai and a few people were now "escorting" Guan Heng and the others to hundreds of feet outside the village. He yelled with his waist and said, "Get out, Songguo Mountain does not welcome you. If you appear again, don't blame us for fighting each other!"

"Bah, I don't want to stay in such a broken place for a moment, so everyone will leave." Guan Heng spat on the ground with an unhappy face, then led Agou and others to walk down the mountain.

"Young Master, how long do we need to walk forward?" When everyone just arrived at the foot of the mountain, Ruotao couldn't wait to ask: "Does it be time to meet with the Bi brothers and then return to the back mountain?"

"Don't be anxious." Guan Heng stretched out his hand and the walnut-sized soul shadow slipped to his palm. Guan Heng whispered: "I just sent the Six Ghosts around to observe and guard. The Ghosts have been followed secretly by someone. Don't look back and continue walking forward."

As soon as this sentence was said, Guan Heng gently said a few words to the summoned great ghost. The other party's soul shadow trembled and disappeared in an instant.

...

In a short while, Guan Heng and the others walked far away, but the young man following behind was very cautious and cunning, and had not left yet. But at this moment, a layer of mist suddenly blew around the young man, and gradually, he could not see the figure opposite him.

"Strange thing, how could it fog in good weather?" The young man muttered in his heart, and reached out to cover the masked cloth on his face: "Ahem, the fog is a bit choking. Forget it, anyway, those guys have gone far enough, so I can go back and report to my father."

After making up his mind, the boy turned around and left, and disappeared after several ups and downs.

"Hey?! Why did there be a fog?" At this moment, Bi Nange, hiding in the nearby dense forest, was puzzled in his heart. Unexpectedly, the fog suddenly formed a vortex, and was absorbed by a small soul shadow in the air in a flash. It turned out that it was the masterpiece of the giant bee a ghost.

"Hey, what are you looking for?" Guan Heng's voice suddenly sounded behind him, which scared the two brothers of the Bi family. Bi Nange turned around in horror and said, "Hey, when did you get here?"

"Just as the giant bee released the haze, the other five ghosts had already found the place where you were hiding." Guan Heng hugged his shoulder and smiled: "This is to confuse the guy who just followed us."

"What?!" The Bi brothers were shocked at this time: "Someone will be eyeing you so soon."

"Well, but the other party doesn't seem to have much strength." Agou said indifferently at this time: "Since it's a small shrimp, there is no need to kill it immediately, so according to Guan Heng's intention, I didn't start."

"Where is that boy now?" Binango had a bad temper. He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to settle the score with the other party. Guan Heng said angrily: "Didn't you tell you? It's just a little shrimp, and there is no need to get angry. I have sent a ghost to stare at the other party, don't worry."

"Brother, Brother Guan is right." Bi Beiqi whispered beside him: "As far as the size of a palm in the Weishui tribe's settlement, there is his ghost staring at the other party. Are you still afraid that the bastard will run away? Our goal is to completely eliminate the disaster, not to target one or two irrelevant guys."

"Yeah." Binango's anger stopped as soon as he ignited, and he immediately said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the cave in Houshan and go back to Pinecone Mountain."

...

At this moment, the masked young man quietly walked through the dense forest and quickly entered the Weishui tribe and returned to his residence in the Weishui tribe.

"Squeak..." Just as the door was closed, an old voice suddenly sounded behind the young man: "Son, how are you investigating?"

"Dad, those people have left the territory of Songguo Mountain, kid... kid watched them walk away with his own eyes."

The young man took off the masked cloth from his face and showed a pale face. At this time, he did not dare to say that he could not see the other person's trace because he encountered fog on the road, because this would cause his father's displeasure.

"Well, it's a good job. Our father and son have been involved in the Weishui tribe, enduring for many years, waiting for tomorrow's time. This day is finally here."

The white old man was full of cruel and vicious expression on his face at this time. He murmured to himself: "Captain Han's plan this time is foolproof. It can not only completely destroy everything in the Weishui tribe, but also help me avenge my great revenge back then. It's very good, very good."

Speaking of this, Old Man Bai walked out of the darkness. He was wearing ragged clothes and looked extremely sloppy.

The old man reached into his arms and threw a small bottle to his son: "Hey, after it's dark, pour the scorpion poison liquid into all the water sources. Although this poison cannot be of great use to the strong people of Qing and Hong Qi, it can knock down more than 90% of the elderly, young, women and children in the village. Hehehe, then Xu Fei and others will have great fun."

Even though the young man was prepared, he couldn't help but cry out in a low voice: "Dad?! If this kind of scorpion poison is killed, if the people in the village drink it, they will all die?"

"Hmph, the Weishui tribe has been rampant in the world for so many years with its weapons and skills. It is time to perish. What's more, because of them, I suffered countless humiliations back then. If I don't take this great revenge, I will not be able to sleep or eat in this life."

Old Man Bai growled at this time: "Listen, if you still have my son, you can't be ruthless, otherwise I'll even kill you!"

Old man Bai was ruthless and shameless. Of course, he did what he said. His son knew it. The young man was so scared that he had a cold war. He had to bite his teeth and throw away his conscience. After reaching out to take the scorpion poison vial, the young man whispered: "Dad, don't worry, the child must do it."

"Okay, great, this is my good son of 'Zhu'."

A smile flashed across the fierce face of the old man Bai. He reached out and patted his son's shoulder: "It's almost dusk now, so go. Remember, be sure to throw the scorpion poison into the water before everyone in the village has dinner. This thing is slow and will not be done until the early morning. At that time, it is an excellent time for the Moudu tribe to attack."

"Yes, that kid...then, go."

After saying this, the young man turned his head and left the room. At this moment, he looked at the scene around him in a daze. In the evening of dusk, the adults were calling on the children playing and going home. Just after a while, the village should light a torch and sit around the courtyard for dinner.

"My father asked me to poison... How many people will this kill?"
Chapter completed!