Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning - Chapter 1103: 435: Recovery
Capítulo 1103: Chapter 435: Recovery
Slanting wind and fine rain washed over every corner of Gupiao Island.
Streams trickled across the ground, resembling a spiderweb.
The faint color of blood spread throughout the entire Gupiao Island…
The people disembarking from the ship, whether it was Su Mo’s group or those who had survived from Longmu Island, all wore somber expressions.
Xiao Ning and his sister’s faces were pale as they looked around, subconsciously moving forward.
But Su Mo held them back by their shoulders:
“Stay behind.”
After saying that, he was the first to step into Gupiao Island.
The other Jianghu members said nothing more, with Su Mo leading the way, they naturally followed closely.
They marched from the pier into the town.
The closer they got, the more intense the blood color became.
When they reached the town, they witnessed that all the buildings had their doors and windows tightly shut.
The streets were devoid of any people.
Blood flowed from the threshold of every household, driven by the rain, it converged on the streets, then dispersed everywhere.
From among the crowd, someone stepped out; it was Little Boxer Xia Qiuliang.
He reached out and pushed open a door, seeing a corpse lying near the entrance of the hall.
Further inside, there was a second body at the inner door.
The man was outside, the woman inside.
“Judging by their attire, they were likely resting when it happened.
“The man heard a noise and wanted to check, but as soon as the door opened, he was killed.
“The woman came out from the inner room and was also killed…”
Despite Xia Qiuliang recounting this, his face became increasingly grim:
“They were ordinary people!”
At this point, he suddenly thought of something and abruptly rushed inside the house.
The crowd stood quietly at the door waiting for just a few breaths before Xia Qiuliang emerged from inside.
In his arms was a child of about five or six.
The child’s face was pale, all color drained, not spared from this disaster.
Xia Qiuliang looked around, his eyes vaguely tinged with red:
“This child… curled up in the wardrobe, stabbed by a sword from outside the cabinet…
“So hateful!
“Even such a small child was not spared.
“Who on earth would commit such a dastardly act!?”
“It’s utterly outrageous!”
“Slaughtering defenseless people, it’s despicable in Jianghu!”
“Hero Su, what do you think we should do about this?”
In the conversation, someone asked Su Mo.
Su Mo sighed.
At this point, any discussion of dealing with it is premature; we don’t even know who they are, what can be dealt with?
He gently exhaled, saying in a deep voice:
“Everyone, after a long night of travel, we thought we might rest briefly upon reaching Gupiao Island.
“It seems now, rest is impossible.
“Please go from house to house to see if there are any survivors on this Gupiao Island.”
“Understood.”
The crowd said little more, clasping their hands in respect and obeyed dutifully, then employed Qinggong, dispersing to various places.
Su Mo did not stay idle, pulling Yang Xiaoyun by the hand, they followed closely behind Xiao Ning and his sister, proceeding along the street.
Soon they arrived at the inn where he had previously stayed.
Casually opening the door, he saw the innkeeper dead in front of a table, blood spilled from his chest onto the floor.
They bypassed this place, continuing towards Xiao Ning and his sister’s home.
The siblings did not live within the town, but with some scattered families outside the town.
The bloodstains here were spotty at best.
But along the way, no one was spared.
Xiao Ning walked along, his face extremely pale:
“Uncle Zhou, Uncle Li, Brother Da Li…
“They’re all gone.
“What…what’s happened here?”
Su Mo gently shook his head, about to speak, but suddenly looked at a house not far away, asking:
“What place is that?”
“That’s Aunt Wang Er’s home.”
Xiao Ning had just responded when he felt a breeze passing by, and Su Mo was nowhere to be found, leaving only a voice:
“Lady, take care of the children.”
And he himself was already in Aunt Wang Er’s courtyard.
The courtyard gate was open, but the house door was closed.
With a single palm swipe, Su Mo flung the door open, immediately hearing a voice from inside:
“Close it, close it, this old man can’t withstand this cold wind.”
“…”
Su Mo was speechless for a moment, just now he heard a noise, and thought the murderer hadn’t left.
As it turns out, Elder Du unbeknownst to him, had snuck here.
He saw a corpulent woman’s body lying on a table, while Elder Du held a chicken leg, examining the corpse.
After glancing back at Su Mo, he said:
“Come in if you want or go out if you want, don’t just stand there, you’re letting the wind in.”
Su Mo beckoned to Yang Xiaoyun.
Only then did Yang Xiaoyun approach with the two children, also stunned at the sight of Elder Du:
“Elder, how come you’re here?”
“…Upon arriving on this island, it felt strangely familiar.
“Somehow, I ended up here.
“This old man seems to have lived here for a few days?”
As Elder Du spoke, his brows furrowed slightly, as if his head throbbed faintly.
But he quickly shook his head lightly:
“What kind of person could be so cruel?”
“Elder, have you ever heard of… well, never mind, it’s nothing.”
Su Mo initially wanted to ask the old man about the Qixue Sword, but halfway through, he remembered the old man had already lost all memory, even if he knew something in the past, he probably couldn’t recall it now.
