Meng Qi's appearance is fierce and powerful, but when choosing his target, he is extremely cautious. He basically targets horses in the prime of their lives, seeking to kill them with one knife or sword, so that others dare not have any thoughts of resistance.

  Chasing after them, the bandits completely dispersed, and with the fire spreading, the entire Xialing camp was thrown into chaos, and even some bandits who didn't know what was happening fled in panic, adding to the confusion.

  Some of them fled back to their homes, hastily packing up their belongings and leaving the mountain. Some directly rushed out of the camp gate, hastily departing. A small number were setting fires everywhere, looting the camp's valuables, with a rather rogue-like demeanor...

  The camp was suddenly filled with wailing and howling, flames shooting up to the sky, as if it were a Buddhist hell.

  Meng Qi killed one of the horse bandits and slowly stopped chasing, letting them escape. At this point, unless Ze Luo returned, no one could calm the situation down. With his current physical strength, it was a pipe dream to think about killing all or most of them.

  But in a moment, the whole camp became empty and deserted, with several hundred bandits scattered all over the mountains.

  Meng Qi carried the blood-stained sword, letting out a long whistle to signal that his younger brother could come over, while heading back to Kang Zhi's courtyard. He didn't have the energy or desire to plunder the other bandits' wealth, but he still had to "inherit" the "legacy" of the two seven-aperture experts - these three courtyards were the starting point for their dispersal, and with Meng Qi, the fierce god, behind them, no bandit dared to turn back and loot.

  "Senior brother, with your strength alone you will surely trample the evil ridge and make your name known far and wide." Zhen Hui burst out from the corner, his face full of excitement. He had always been very interested in this kind of Jianghu affair.

  Meng Qi looked at his little junior brother, who was covered in soot from the smoke, and burst out laughing: "It's not just me, it's clearly us three. Little junior brother, you're going to make a name for yourself too."

  "Really?" Zhen Hui became more and more excited. As for becoming famous, he didn't have any other thoughts, he just thought it was fun.

  "Of course, you set fire and disturb the camp, are great merits." Meng Qi was not stingy with his praise.

  Zhen Hui nodded happily and said distractedly: "I don't know what nickname I'll have, Shixiong, I heard them call you 'Lei Dao Evil Monk'?"

  "Haha." Meng Qi replied with a stiff expression, which was ten million eight thousand miles away from his ideal. Shouldn't he have a nickname like "Broken Thunder Knife" or "Red Dust Monk" that sounds very grand?

  As they spoke, the two returned to the front of Kang Zhi's courtyard and saw Gu Changqing's facial muscles twisted in a glare at Kang Zhi, wildly venting the hatred in his heart.

  "Are you back?" He seemed still a bit dazed as he turned his head.

  Meng Qi nodded slightly: "The bandits have been driven away by me, and before the news spreads, the Evil Ridge camp is safe. Do what you want to do, I'll go find some spoils of war."

  He knew Gu Changqing wanted to torment Kang Zhi, and this sentiment was understandable.

  Gu Changqing nodded heavily and turned to Kang Zhi Dao: "I know you have several children in the back room, I want you to experience the pain of being powerless as your loved ones die before your eyes!"

  He seemed to be explaining his actions and added a sentence: "Eliminate evil thoroughly..."

  His face was illuminated by the flames, with shadows lingering, light and darkness intertwined, like a vengeful evil spirit from hell, exuding an inexplicable resentment and ferocity.

  Woo woo woo, Kangzhiya hole was sealed, can only make a similar "woo" sound.

  Meng Qi was taken aback, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

  "Brother Gu..." Zhen Hui's face changed, just about to speak, but was covered by Meng Qi's hand, and directly dragged out of the yard. Then he closed the courtyard door, leaving inside for Gu Changqing.

  "Senior brother, revenge begets revenge, and indiscriminate killing of the innocent will lead to a lifetime of sin. You'll suffer torment in the eighteen layers of hell!" Zhen Hui was very serious, he looked more like a monk than Meng Qi did.

  Meng Qi's face turned gloomy, and he sighed: "I know, but just now I asked myself, if my whole family was killed by someone, what should I do?"

  "Senior brother, what would you do?" Zhen Hui's attention was diverted in an instant.

  Meng Qi gritted his teeth and said with a twisted face: "Kill his whole family."

  Zhen Hui opened her eyes, unable to understand the power of hatred.

  Meng Qi patted his shoulder: "Alright, little brother, let Qing handle it himself. Only by taking revenge with his own hands and according to his own wishes can he be freed from this. Of course, we'll have to advise him well later, so that he won't be blinded by such a notion."

  "Uh-huh." Zhen Hui turned around sympathetically, and the night wind brought a rolling heat wave.

  Meng Qi dragged two corpses away, then squatted down and started searching.

  As it was a midnight emergency, the two masters of the Seven Apertures had nothing else on them except for the gemstone rings and jade pendants that people from Western Regions loved to wear, as well as that saber which seemed to be forged from Cold Iron.

  Just touching it makes one feel icy cold to the bone, and its brilliance is matched only by that of the Ice Palace Sword.

  Meng Qi took down the Red Day Town Evil Knife and hung it at his waist, then put the Horse-Slaying Knife on his back and walked towards the side courtyard.

  In the room of the seven-aperture expert who wielded the Horse-Slaying Sword, Meng Qi found three bags of precious stones, some gold ingots and silver fragments, as well as a handwritten secret manual.

  "What's this 'Frost Wind Knife Method'?" Meng Qi casually flipped through it and found that it was a knife method derived from the external style knife technique by that seven-aperture expert. He had collected many knife methods and combined them with the changes of the external style knife technique, spending ten years to finally create his own knife method. It wasn't bad during the aperture-opening period, so he decided to write it into a secret manual for future generations, also leaving behind a name for himself.

  Meng Qi felt both satisfied and regretful. He was satisfied that he had made up for his own shortcomings in the art of knife throwing, but he was also regretful because the true transmission of the external scene knife technique had not been passed down through written records. Moreover, the seven aperture expert's manual on knife techniques, which he had collected, had either been taken away by someone or destroyed in a great fire after he had mastered it.

  As he flipped through it, a black fur suddenly fell out of the secret book. Meng Qi picked it up and saw that it was covered with dense symbols, but he had no idea what they meant.

  He furrowed his brow and flipped through other papers in the room, finally figuring out what this thing was.

  That master of the seven orifices originally mistakenly entered a mysterious mausoleum, obtained the true meaning transmission of "ice and snow piercing bone" and this piece of fur, but afterwards had no chance to enter again, and couldn't figure out what meaning the symbol on this piece of fur carried, could only sandwich it in the secret book, waiting for the future to have an opportunity to investigate again.

  Meng Qi revealed a smile, and put away the secret book wrapped in fur. For others, it might take a coincidence to "crack" the secret of the fur, but for himself, there was no need for such trouble. Next time the reincarnation task starts, he can just go to the Lord of the Six Paths' Reincarnation to have it appraised.

  "Little brother, yours." Meng Qi generously tossed a bag of gems, a bag of gold ingots and silver coins to Zhen Hui. He was cultivating the Finger of Blooming Flowers and couldn't divide his attention; the secret manual was useless to him.

  Zhen Hui had an experience of being penniless and understood the importance of material possessions, so she happily accepted them and urged Meng Qi to move on to the next house.

  Suddenly, the low sobbing sound pierced into the ears of both people.

  "Ghost!" Zhen Hui let out a startled cry, the Buddhist beads in her hand emitting a faint crystal glow, peaceful and serene.

  He was excited and afraid, half hiding behind Meng Qi's back, staring at the compartment where the sound came from.

  Meng Qi's mouth twitched slightly. With the Jieyu Buddha Bead protecting your body, what is there to fear when facing evil spirits and malevolent ghosts?

  As he turned his idea around, he grasped the Red Sun Town's evil knife, and the evil spirit was also an evil object!

  After listening carefully, Meng Qi let out a breath and glared at Zhen Hui with annoyance, what nonsense!

  He pushed open the door and stepped into the room, seeing a thinly dressed woman huddled on the bed, shivering and sobbing softly.

  "No, no, don't kill me! I'm not a bandit, I was kidnapped... Waaah!" She cried out in fear.

  Meng Qi saw that she had no martial arts skills and also knew that when Ma's bandits robbed, they would take women with them. He knew what she said was true, so he put his hands together and said: "Amitabha Buddha, I am here to save you."

  "Save us?" She looked up to see two young monks standing at the gate, although they were covered in blood and their robes were tattered, they still looked quite handsome.

  "Amitabha Buddha, I am a monk of Shaolin Temple." Meng Qi replied in a warm and gentle voice.

  The monk's identity had an added effect, and upon hearing the commotion outside subside, the woman suddenly burst into tears, wailing uncontrollably.

  "Girl, don't cry. The fire is spreading, let's quickly pack up and leave Evil Ridge with me." Meng Qi reminded, and from her presence, it could be seen that many women had been kidnapped in the camp, they must be rescued from the sea of flames.

  If such a thing hadn't happened, Meng Qi wouldn't have paid much attention to it. But since he encountered it, he couldn't ignore it. Nothing else, just that his heart couldn't bear it.

  The girl hastily got up, and bowed: "This humble woman is from the Great Jin, came to the Western Regions to visit relatives, but was kidnapped by horse bandits, and became someone's concubine. Thank you two masters for rescuing me."

  She was overcome with grief, her reputation ruined, and it would be difficult for her to live a normal life from then on.

  She was beautiful and elegant, no wonder she was chosen by the seven aperture masters...... Meng Qi sighed and said: "Miss, don't worry about other things, find some valuables to take with you, after returning to Da Jin, only contact your immediate family members, and tell outsiders that you are a new widow."

  "Hmm!" The woman nodded heavily, her face set in determination. No matter what the future held, at least it was better than being in a bandit's lair.

  Meng Qi secretly dropped the golden ingot, silver coins and a bag of gems, walked out to the center of the camp, gathered his strength, and shouted loudly: "Shaolin's true determination will trample down the evil ridge, please come out and meet with all the innocent people."

  The sound was loud and far-reaching. After three cries, women came out one after another, and the courtyard was filled with their mournful voices, rising and falling in a sorrowful cadence.

  Meng Qi let the girl from just now be the leader, organizing these poor women to go to another one of the Seven Apertures Expert's residences to search for wealth, and to other intact dwellings to scavenge for wealth, and then divide it evenly, as a means for them to survive in the future.

  But Meng Qi himself only found three books of enlightenment and five secret books of aura accumulation - the famous Seven Apertures Master was good at eagle claws, without collecting any sharp weapons.

  The girls were full of energy, and at the height of their enthusiasm, Gu Changqing walked out of the courtyard gate, his body covered in bloodstains, his face calm with a hint of relief.

  "Thank you for your help." He bowed deeply.

  Meng Qi helped him up: "The great revenge has been avenged, and now you must live a good life, don't disappoint Uncle's expectations."

  "Hmm, I will become a true hero! Eliminate all evil!" Gu Changqing nodded slightly, his eyes regained their luster. This was not only his own wish, but also the hope of his parents, so he persisted even more.

  It would be great if there wasn't the second half of that sentence. Meng Qi secretly sighed: "Chang Qing, the vast ocean is dangerous, follow me back to Da Jin, and become a foreign scenery again, then come back to destroy Ze Luo's gang."

  "My mother was from a big family in Shanxi, and I originally had to escort the memorial tablet to my maternal grandfather's house." Gu Changqing said calmly.

  Bandits fed his family's corpses to wolves, he had no way to find them to bury.

  "Alright, if there's any trouble later on, just look for me." Meng Qi nodded and said magnificently, "One arrow to pierce the clouds, a thousand horses and ten thousand soldiers will come to meet you!"