"You ...... It's a bit of a nonsense. ”

Drunken Dust took a sip of tea, with some doubt in his eyes.

Poinsettia plum put a piece of fish in the bowl, and the plum blossom pendant behind it was shining.

"It doesn't matter. He chewed and said, "I have a plan, you can rest assured." ”

Drunken Dust nodded, not asking any more questions.

............

"How to ......" Fu Yunge was shocked when he saw the terrifying scene in front of him.

Seeing this, Dongfang Shiming couldn't help but take two steps back, and cold sweat slid down his cheeks.

I saw that in the cabin, in front of the two of them, there were more than a dozen tragically dead corpses lying horizontally!

The smell of blood permeated every corner of the cabin, red blood splattered everywhere, and a short knife was nailed to one of the wooden beams, and the blood on the knife had solidified, looking terrifying.

The black cave hut was extremely dimly lit, and the sand and dust were filled in the faint beams of light, and the silence was terrifying.

The depressive atmosphere made both of them uncomfortable, so they turned and retreated outside the door, where they solemnly faced the tragic situation in the room, and each pondered.

"Wait a minute. Suddenly, Fu Yunge noticed something, "You see, they all have black bandanas wrapped around their heads. ”

Hearing this, Dongfang Shiming immediately squinted and found that this was indeed the case. And the deceased was very stout, obviously not the people of Buyuanfang.

"Are these ......," Dongfang Shiming guessed slowly, "those murderers who set fire to the murder a few days ago?"

As soon as he said it, he instantly recalled Lao Aotou's strange appearance last night, and suddenly seemed to make sense.

After the murder of Bu Yuanfang, there must have been a mysterious master who came to do the right thing for the sky. The man found their camp, the cabin, and killed the villains.

Judging from the situation on the scene and the mood of the old leader, this person basically crushed the battle situation. Except for the old leader who escaped by chance, the rest of the evil party were all killed in the cabin.

Fu Yunge and Dongfang Shiming's ideas are basically the same, and it is estimated that the facts are not far from this speculation.

However, looking at the number of big men buried here, and counting the old men who escaped in embarrassment, it is not unusual for someone to have such strength, and he may be on par with Drunken Dust.

"It's not impossible, it's just that we don't know enough. ”

Dongfang Shiming pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said to Fu Yunge.

Fu Yunge nodded. Little did he know that his understanding of power was far from sufficient.

For example, the battle between Kowufu and the Drunken Dust Country was already far beyond his comprehension. So now in the face of this situation, although he is curious, it is not unbelievable.

"This ...... Then let's go back first?" Fu Yunge asked hesitantly.

He had expected a fierce battle today, but when he saw such an unexpected scene, he didn't know what to do for a while.

Dongfang Shiming squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then nodded hesitantly.

At present, there is no point in the two of them staying here, it is better to go back to Drunken Dust Township to discuss and let them make up their minds.

"Well, let's go. ”

............

It was already evening when the two returned to Chaoyun Street, and after dinner, they rushed back to their house in Zuichen Township.

The door was not locked, but when the two entered the house, they found that there were only two of them, and there was no trace of Drunken Dust.

"What about the seniors of Drunken Dust Township?" Fu Yunge looked around, but there was still no trace of Drunken Dust Township, which couldn't help but be a little strange.

Kou Wufu was lying on the table playing with melon seeds boringly, and Tsukisenchen was picking up the fire fold from the house to light the candles. Hearing Fu Yunge ask, he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "I don't know...... Ahem, I heard that I met an old friend and will be back later tonight. ”

"Old friend?" Fu Yunge was curious.

Dongfang Shiming also turned his head curiously, wanting to listen to Yue Shenchen continue.

However, before Yue Shenchen could reply, the sound of conversation had already come from outside the courtyard:

"Of the three taverns, the second one is acceptable, and the rest are just mediocre diets, with nothing remarkable about it. ”

Another familiar voice snorted:

"You haven't had enough fun, but my purse has bottomed out. ”

The four people in the room all heard that it was Drunken Dust and his "old friend" who had returned, and turned their heads to look at it together.

Listening to the conversation between the two, they seemed to be going to taste the food of Chaoyun Street, but I don't know if Zuichen Township gave up a day to accompany an old friend, whether it means that he has an eyebrow about Buyuanfang.

In the night, the dim figures of the two men paced in through the door.

And when he saw the figure beside Drunken Dust Township, Fu Yunge's pupils shrank suddenly.

That figure is too similar, it's just the back of the hurried departure I met that day!

Since it was evening, the vague figures of the two coincided coincidentally in Fu Yunge's mind. But Fu Yunge couldn't believe it, and looked at it carefully, and finally came to a conclusion.

There can't be anything wrong, it must be him!Fu Yunge thought secretly, and at the same time raised his vigilance.

As he thought so, the two of them opened the door and walked into the house.

"Your home is still the same. Poinsettia Mei's eyes swept around, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

Drunken Dust pulled a Mazar and sat down, not answering his evaluation.

Kou Wufu, who was lying on the table, suddenly glanced at the sword bag behind Poinsettia Plum, his expression was stunned, and he suddenly straightened up. Seeing that his expression was different, Yue Shenchen quietly leaned over, wanting to hear what he had discovered.

Kouwufu pointed to the plum blossom pendant with shock written all over his face.

Unexpectedly, Yue Shenchen was also shocked when he saw it, and then coughed: "Ahem...... Ahem, that, that......"

Poinsettia turned her head and looked at Tsukisenchen and Kou Wufu, who had appeared strange.

"You...... Ahem, you're the ...... Yipin ......"

Tsukisenchen tried to say the name of the person in front of him. However, the old illness recurred, and his throat seemed to be filled with sand, and he was so uncomfortable that he coughed violently, and he couldn't speak clearly.

Poinsettia listened to him, and seemed to know herself before.

He didn't want to continue to listen to Yue Shenchen's cough, so he simply said in his place: "Poinsettia plum? Not necessarily. There are many and miscellaneous visitors to Chaoyun Street, how do you know that he is the one with plum blossoms on the sword bag?"

"This ......" Kou Wufu was stunned for a moment, thinking that what he said also made sense.

"No, you are. Yue Shenchen swallowed two breaths, and his symptoms eased slightly.

Poinsettia Mei was intrigued, waiting for him to give evidence.

Yue Shenchen exhaled slightly, raised his head and asked affirmatively: "Your sword, is it a three-foot-three-inch eight-petal red plum pattern sword?"

His question rang out loud, and Drunken Dust couldn't help but smile, his eyes quietly drifting to Poinsettia Plum.

Poinsettia Mei was a little surprised, and he couldn't help but smile: "What you said is indeed true." I'm a poinsettia, but how do you know me and my sword?"

Yue Shenchen laughed, although he was a little sickly weak, but he was still very proud.

Knowing that he must have lost his breath again, Kouwufu said for him, "That was many years ago......

"At that time, he and I were still young and didn't understand the rules, and the two of us roamed the rivers and lakes all day long, offending many people. That time he fell for the thief's trick, and when he saw that we were about to burp, you fell from the sky and beat them away in three or two strokes, saving our lives. ”

"Oh......" Poinsettia tried to recall, but seemed to be a little unclear.

"And why do you know his sword so well?" asked Drunken Dusty from the side.

"At that time...... When Eun Gong was fighting away the bandits, he said to them...... His three-foot, three-inch, eight-petal red plum sword, there is no second one in the world. that if they seek revenge, they should look for his sword, and not indiscriminately wound the innocent. ”

Drunken Dust Township let out a light "ha", and there was a lot of banter in the eyes of Poinsettia Plum.

Poinsettia Mei grinned awkwardly after listening to him.

"Now that they have been enlightened by the Vientiane Altar and are bent on reform, you did a great deed back then. Drunken Dust Township said with a smile.

"Really?" Poinsettia nodded in approval, "That's good." ”

While several people were talking, Fu Yunge listened carefully on the side. When he heard the "Vientiane Altar" just now, he couldn't help but be suspicious again, and his heart was flooded.

Drunken Dust Township glanced at Fu Yunge and the two of them next to him, and looked at them slightly.

Then, he said leisurely, "You have not come back all night, and you are tired, and you seem to have gained something." ”

Dongfang Shiming and Fu Yunge nodded, and then told everyone their experiences in detail.

During this period, Poinsettia Mei's expression changed from time to time, and Drunken Dust Township glanced at him from time to time, with a smile in his eyes.

When the two finished speaking, Kou Wufu first slapped the table and shouted, and Yue Shenchen's expression was also full of surprise that could not be concealed.

Drunken Dust and Poinsettia Plum did not speak, but they both hid a hint of a smile, as if they had foretold the news.

"It's not a pity to die, these dog thieves!" exclaimed Kouwufu.

"That's true, but I think it's worth paying attention to who started it. Dongfang Shiming hung his head and said.

Yue Shenchen's personality is also cautious and careful, so he agrees with Dongfang Shiming's views.

Fu Yunge didn't say anything, he thought of the passerby he bumped into that evening again.

Regardless of height, voice, or physique, it is very similar to the poinsettia plum in front of him.

Coupled with the coincidence of time, he could almost conclude in his heart that Poinsettia Plum was that master!

But why is he reluctant to admit it?

Thinking about it, Fu Yunge slowly cast his gaze on Poinsettia Mei's face.

But when he just wanted to see what Poinsettia Mei's current attitude was, he was unexpectedly surprised. The sharp eyes were also quietly staring at him.