Everyone was shocked and sat up straight, just like soldiers waiting for the general's lecture before the battle. Looking at the people sitting, He Long said lazily: "If you still regard me as your big brother, just listen to me. I will naturally keep you safe in tomorrow's battle." After a pause, he said: "We are still far from competing with the righteous, Du Jian". "Here." "Can you come up with tens of thousands of people?" "This...this..." Du Jian hesitated and couldn't answer. "There are tens of thousands of people in the Lianshan Sect of the righteous, not to mention the eight major sects of Shaolin, Bagua Sect, Dushan Sword Sect, Dragon and Tiger Hall, Juedao Sect, Zhujian Villa and Beast King Villa. How many people are there? Have you counted them?" "But they are all scheming against each other. There are no new grudges, but there are old hatreds. As long as..." Du Jian's voice has softened. Before he finished speaking, He Long interrupted him: "With a powerful enemy at hand, do you think they will reopen the old case? Do you think those people became the head because they were not smart enough? Have you forgotten the sword of Qiu Shumin from Dushan Sword Sect? What's more, there is Wang Tianyou in charge. What can you do?" He Long's sharp eyes stared at Du Jian. Under the moonlight, Du Jian buried his head on the table and stammered: "We are in the dark. Even if we can't destroy them, it will be difficult for them to find us." "Du Jian!" With a snap, the wooden table was slapped down an inch, startling Du Jian to raise his head. He Long stared at it word by word and said: "Are you going to listen to me or not!" Obviously, He Long's patience has run out. "I will listen to my elder brother." "That's good, swear an oath." "What oath?" "Don't you like to be clever? Why are you getting confused?" After swearing, Du Jian was sweating profusely. His thin body, like a firewood, looked even more shriveled at this time, like an old man who smoked opium, scattered on the table and chairs. He Long then began to look at the others: "You should also swear an oath that you are not allowed to get involved in the underworld and cause trouble within 20 years." Du Jian, who was scattered on the side, suddenly jumped up and said: "Why am I..." He Long interrupted him before he finished speaking: "You are the most disobedient among the brothers." Du Jian had to sit down slowly, but not like the sickly way he sat before... The next morning, before the rising sun appeared, a piece of silver light had already been cast into the window. Looking around, there was a crystal everywhere. It was originally a thin layer of frost and snow in the early morning of autumn, which was jubilant in the sun. Seeing this scene, I also felt that the weather seemed to be three points colder. There was still no fire in the house, and everyone was still sitting like stone statues, as if they were in meditation. Suddenly, Wang Huaiyou turned his head and looked at the beautiful morning light thrown in from the window, and smiled and said: "We can't go to this tough battle hungry, I'll go and get some game for everyone to taste." After that, he got up and opened the door, and the cold wind rushed in. "Ah!" Du Jian cried out strangely, "It's so cold, Lao Si, make a fire for everyone to warm up." Lao Si was Du Jian's eldest son. If it were any other day, the eight people would call each other this way. Wang Huaiyou was the fifth son, but he was the only cook among the eight. Du Jian was obviously in a bad mood. Although he was not very willing, he still responded and got up to go out with Wang Huaiyou. As he walked, he muttered, "You are so disrespectful. You don't even know how to call me Fourth Brother. Humph!" The cold wind blew in his face, and Du Jian's thin body suddenly trembled. He cursed inwardly, "This damn dog weather, you want to freeze me to death!" He closed the door casually and turned to walk towards the kitchen, shouting to Wang Huaiyou who was walking away, "Lao Wu, kill a few deer, I'm going to eat one alive!" "Okay!" Wang Huaiyou waved and smiled. The sun gradually rose, the cold wind warmed up a little, and the frost that had formed overnight had turned into dewdrops, slowly sliding and dripping from the yellow leaves, from the green pines, and from the rocks. Wang Huaiyou was in the kitchen, swaying the intoxicating aroma of meat, and the seven people were facing the warm fire in the house. This charming meat aroma was like an evil spirit that aroused the primitive desires of human beings, breaking in from the window cracks and door gaps, teasing the taste buds of several people. She Huai couldn't help swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and tried to He Long: "Brother, I'll go see how the fifth brother's dishes are." He Long opened his eyes, nodded slightly, and smiled: "Everyone is hungry, you can ask our chef how the meal is on behalf of everyone." As soon as he finished speaking, the door suddenly opened, and She Huai had disappeared on the spot. Not long after, She Huai and Wang Huaiyou had already brought in two large iron basins steaming with the aroma of meat. Wang Huaiyou smiled at everyone and said, "Brother San is so greedy that he secretly ate by himself. He will have to drink a cup of wine later." Regardless of whether anyone talked to him, he put down the iron basin and said, "I steamed the seven-fragrant rice and I'll bring it here." After that, he walked out again... After everyone finished eating and cleaning up, it was already three o'clock in the sun, and there was not much time left before the duel with the righteous way. After the eight people finished cleaning up, they estimated that this place was only ten miles away from Baidang Mountain, and they would arrive in less than half a minute with their footwork. So the eight people walked slowly and swayingly. The lazy sun cast a lazy light, as if the eight swaying people had become lazy. Although everyone walked lazily, they were not slow. It didn't take long before they saw the big flag erected at the foot of Baidang Mountain. In the lazy autumn day, it seemed that even the wind was too lazy to blow. The big flag was hanging in the air, and it was unclear what was written. It seemed that someone had already discovered the eight people. A group of people who were sitting under the temporary shed under the big flag and drinking tea rushed out from a group of people wearing tattered blue cloth, who seemed to be an outer sect disciple, and ran up the mountain. When the eight people approached, the dozen people huddled together like sheep seeing hungry wolves, and their trembling right hands had already touched their swords. Their eyes were full of fear. Seeing this scene, Du Jian couldn't help laughing and said, "Aren't these the little guys from the Sword Sect? Hey, is it so cold already? Dozens of grown men have to hug each other." Then he laughed, "Well, I think you guys are not warm enough hugging like this. You need a long rope to tie them together to keep warm." After saying that, he flew up and pulled the big flag.