Chapter 291 Massacre!

At noon, the sun was high and the spring breeze was warm. Chunhui City was just as its name suggests, bathed in a peaceful spring light.

The streets in the city were bustling with pedestrians and horses, and the restaurants and teahouses on the street were warm and peaceful. Days followed day by day, and everyone lived a regular life day after day, feeling that such days would continue forever.

In the teahouse, the storyteller was eloquent and talked about the story. The audience was in a mess, laughing and talking, and they didn't take the storyteller on the stage seriously at all. The stories of fighting and blood flowing in his mouth only served as background sound. Occasionally, when people's mouths were dry and they took a sip of tea, they would hear it.

This storyteller came from Qingzhou. He had just arrived and had not figured out the taste of Chunhui City people for listening to stories. At this time, he was sweating profusely on the stage and was secretly anxious.

If he continued like this, he would be replaced by the shopkeeper in less than two days in this teahouse.

Faced with this situation, he could only use his own unique skills.

His voice became smaller and smaller, and then only his mouth moved, and he stopped making any sound.

At this moment, the background sound, which was originally dispensable, suddenly disappeared, which made the people in the audience a little uncomfortable.

People saw that the storyteller's mouth was moving all the time, but they just couldn't hear what he said, so they couldn't help but pause what they were saying and wanted to listen carefully.

This made the noisy teahouse appear as quiet as a halftime break.

The storyteller was overjoyed, thinking that this trick passed down by the old generation was indeed effective!

He saw that the time had come, grabbed the wake-up stick, and slammed it hard on the table.

He took a deep breath and gathered all his strength.

"Today, we will massacre Chunhui City!"

A thunder-like sound shook the tables, chairs, and tea bowls in the teahouse.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, and then there was a loud bang.

"Good!"

"Hahaha, interesting, interesting!"

"Slaughter Chunhui City, haha, this is the first time I've heard such a book, this old man is really brave!"

"What a loud voice, it scared me, this old man is really working hard!"

Everyone's interest was aroused by this voice.

After a short applause, everyone quieted down, waiting for the storyteller to continue, wanting to hear how Chunhui City was slaughtered.

But who knew that when everyone first cast their eyes and attention on the storyteller.

He opened his mouth wide, holding the deep breath he had taken in in his chest, and his face turned liver-colored.

"Enemy attack!"

Another loud shout came, but this time, everyone heard clearly that the sound came from outside the teahouse.

Everyone showed a puzzled look on their faces.

Soon, there were heavy drum sounds and continuous shrill screams from the direction of the city gate.

The long period of peace and stability made the people in Chunhui City react to this sudden change in a dumbfounded manner.

They seemed to be thinking in their heads what these voices meant.

But the storyteller from Qingzhou, who had been struggling to survive in turmoil for many years, showed the appropriate reaction to this.

"Run!"

A breath of air finally rushed out of his throat, and then he jumped off the stage and ran towards the door.

His action seemed to have turned on some kind of switch.

The teahouse suddenly became chaotic, with chairs dragging on the ground, tables overturning, tea bowls breaking, and crying for parents.

But the sound at this time was drowned out by the even louder movement on the street.

Bang!

With a loud bang, an arrow broke through the air, and a general who was flying to escape was shot in two.

He only had time to gather his breath and make a warning sound.

"Enemy attack!"

The shrill screams came from the city gate, and the panic contained in it began to spread instantly.

A middle-aged man in brocade rushed out of a brothel in dishevel, jumped onto the roof, and looked up to see the streets and alleys in chaos accompanied by blazing flames and smoke rising into the sky.

Pedestrians, vendors, yamen runners, and martial artists all reacted differently at this time, some in front and some behind, and people and horses were thrown to the ground, and screams and exclamations were endless.

Whether it was the smoke or the sound of the warning drum, many people had never seen it in their lives, and they might not understand the meaning of these things.

However, no one was unaware of what the shrill cry represented.

But the man looked at the smoke with a stunned look on his face. The smoke was not lit casually, and it would not be lit unless it was related to the life and death of Chunhui City.

At this time, he recalled the shocking cry before, "Slaughter Chunhui City!" Could it be that they were not afraid of the Vajra Bodhi Temple that was so close?

With the smoke signals, it is still unknown whether the government reinforcements can arrive in time, but the monks in the Vajra Bodhi Temple will never sit idly by!

Because the man held an official position, he immediately headed for the city gate. He stepped on the eaves of the building and suddenly reached a hundred feet. Soon, he could see the top of the city.

There were only five people standing on the top of the city, which was covered with corpses and blood.

These five people all wore white smiling masks, stood straight, and a strong Qi Hai Realm aura rose from their bodies. They looked coldly at the masked people who had spread to various places in the city and killed anyone they saw.

"Rebirth Sect? There are five Qi Hai Realm masters on the top of the city alone!"

The man who had originally thought about doing his part for his official position immediately changed his mind after seeing this, and now thought about how to escape from the city.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the roof under him immediately broke, and a masked man who had silently touched him at some point came to slash at him with a wide-faced heavy sword in his hand, and his fluttering robe sleeves swayed a large area of ​​​​strong wind. Killing!

Similar fights were everywhere in Chunhui City at this time.

South city wall, top of the tower.

Sun Chen and Lu Yang, the leader of Yunzhou of Senluo Society, stood on it, looking at the miserable situation in the city.

Sun Chen said with a slightly excited look: "Uncle, this... is this the grand scene you told me that even the capital can't see? As far as I know, our Senluo Society has a special relationship with the court. Uncle has known about today's events for a long time. Could it be that Uncle has also planned this? This... is a massacre!"

"Yes, massacre, what's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"Captain, this is a massacre! And it's colluding with the Rebirth Sect!" Sun Chen changed the name to express his shock and anger.

"Rebirth Sect? Wearing a white mask is the Rebirth Sect? Is this the extent of your view of the problem?"

Lu Yang's expression was still calm. The scene in front of him completely moved him, and even his voice was still as calm as ever.

Sun Chen used to think Lu Yang's voice was gentle, but now he only felt that he was ruthless and cold.