Chapter 49: Drawing Swords to Help Each Other

  Song Qing's invisible sword energy shot out, cutting the thief and his horse into two segments. He immediately leaped from the horseback, his body shooting towards another thief like an arrow leaving a bowstring. A green light flashed, and that thief's head flew high, blood gushing out of his neck like a fountain.

  At first, Song Qingchu was still a bit unaccustomed to such bloody scenes, but after seeing many of them, he didn't have any reaction.

  Song Qingxue didn't even look, and immediately turned to kill the next bandit. In front of these cruel bandits, Song Qingxue didn't have any mercy, and his quick sword technique was displayed perfectly. He was like a flash of lightning, his sword like thunder, his body like a weightless shadow darting back and forth among the bandits. The light from his sword flashed continuously, one moment he was swinging his sword in front of one bandit, the next moment another bandit had already fallen to the ground. Just seeing the shadow of a person and a sword flashing by, a bandit's head flew high into the air, blood spraying out like a fountain.

  It's fortunate that these people are just bandits and not Mongolian soldiers, who fundamentally don't know how to cooperate with each other. Otherwise, wanting to quickly kill them would probably not be so easy.

  Can't help but say, this fast sword is not only used to deal with masters, it's also extremely effective in this kind of multi-person melee. These bandits are just some unremarkable people, even the powerful ones are just some third-rate characters at best, there aren't any real masters. Song Qing didn't need to use any fancy moves, one fast sword, his figure like the wind, his sword flashing like lightning, taking down enemies with a single strike, no one could withstand him.

  There were more than thirty bandits in this group, which was a relatively large number among the bandits that Song Qing encountered. In the past, when encountering bandits, there were more than fifty at most, and fewer times, only one or two, but they dared to shout on the halfway "This mountain is opened by me, this tree is planted by me. If you want to pass through this road, leave your toll. Dare to say no, come forward and grab your head. Die in the wilderness, don't care about burial. Send it to the platform of looking at the hometown, never come back."

  Song Qing killed more than 20 of them in a row, and finally the remaining thieves were so frightened that they were terrified.

  Since they are bandits, although not lacking in being forced into a corner, after all, they were born in a chaotic era. As the saying goes, 'it's better to be a dog in a peaceful time than a human in a chaotic world'. However, more often it is some fugitives.

  Seeing Song Qing's sword escape with his life also stirred up the ferocity of these people. Since close combat can't do anything to you, won't long-range combat work either?

  They fled far away and wanted to shoot Song Qing with bows and arrows.

  Unfortunately, the magic is high by one foot, the Tao is high by one zhang, Song Qing's cultivation of "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong" has not yet reached perfection, but it is still higher than his own internal skill.

  If they were regular Mongolian arrows, Song Qing would have retreated three times, but with these trashy arrows, Song Qing didn't even take them seriously.

  Song Qingxu swung his sword in front of him a few times, cutting off or deflecting all the arrows that were shot at him, without even touching his clothes. Even if someone had secretly shot an arrow from behind, it would only pierce through his clothes and scratch his skin. At the same time, he didn't stop moving forward, already approaching within a zhang of the dozen or so bandits.

  At such a close distance, the bandits did not have time to shoot arrows and instead charged together with their weapons. Some wielded curved knives while others thrust long spears.

  Song Qing Shu made a swift move, "Drought Land Pulling Scallions", his body quickly turned, descending from the sky, facing these ten or so thieves, his hand rose and sword fell, in the blink of an eye, tens of swords pierced out, these thieves only felt a chill on their necks, before they all fell to the ground, losing consciousness.

  The villagers were rescued, some were so frightened that they ran away without looking back. Some were scared to the point of paralysis and couldn't get up for a long time. Some saw their relatives killed by the bandits and were now flogging the corpses, but those who could still move came over to thank Song Qing for saving their lives.

  These villagers had no knowledge, but they had also heard that there were people in the world who could fly and walk on walls. When they saw Song Qingxue display his lightness skill, he was as swift as the wind, and when he moved, it seemed like he left no trace. They knew that Song Qingxue was a person from the Jianghu. They all came over to kowtow and thank him: "Thank you, young hero, for saving our lives! Thank you, young hero, for saving our lives!"

  Song Qing quickly helped up the leader and said, "Seeing injustice on the road and drawing swords to assist is our duty, why should we be thanked? Everyone please get up quickly, don't make a fuss about it."

  Seeing one by one of the elderly people who had passed their sixtieth birthday fall to the ground and kowtow to themselves, Song Qing felt a mix of emotions, busily helping the crowd up.

  "Gentlemen, since this place has already been discovered by the locals, although I have killed them, who knows if they still have any accomplices. If I leave and their accomplices come, it will likely be another disaster. This place is no longer safe, so let's find another secluded mountain forest to hide."

  "What Master said is what we should listen to."

  "Right, right, right."

  "Listen to your father."

  ......

  Good people see things through, send Buddha to the west. Song Qing waited until the villagers had collected their belongings and then followed the elderly in the village to the depths of the mountain forest, where they waited for a long time without seeing any accomplices of the thieves before continuing on their way with peace of mind.

  When Song Qingchu left, he found that his horse and the bandits' horses had run away in a panic due to the fighting of the crowd.

  Just as he was lamenting that good people don't get good rewards, having saved someone and even lost his own horse in the process, he unexpectedly came across a small black donkey. This was truly an unexpected delight.

  To thank 'heaven for not giving up on him', Song Qing also gave the little black donkey a name, called 'Hei Tan'.

  Learning from Zhang Guo Lao, Song Qingxue rode a small black donkey backwards, and once again set off on the road with ease.

  Song Qing changed from horseback to a small black donkey, although he no longer had that thrilling feeling, but he wasn't in a hurry to rush along the road either. After changing to the small black donkey, he felt even more at ease.

  After Song Qing changed horses for a small black mule, he no longer took the official post road and instead walked along the rural paths.

  Along the way, there were no scenes of bandits and soldiers plundering and roaming, only beautiful scenery in the mountains.

  On a winter day in the mountains, there is no longer that sticky and unmelting mass of summer. You can't see the true green color of the mountain at all. Instead, it's another kind of flavor, especially on sunny days, the outline of the mountain is all in sight. You can even see those sparse trees standing alone. That clear and sparse feeling brings a sense of clarity to your heart. It's most beautiful at dusk when the sunset fills the top of the mountain, looking far away, the mountain overflows with romance in its clarity. At that moment, you can't help but feel a sacred longing for the mountain.

  Song Qing walked among the mountains, and unconsciously felt that this was not in a chaotic world, but in a peaceful and prosperous era. Although this was somewhat deceiving oneself and others.

  But all along the way, what I saw was killing and destruction. Here, for the first time, my mood calmed down.