By the time the few people from the Li family rescue station returned to the inn, it was already dusk. The location of this inn is very remote, and you can't find this store if you are not a regular customer.

Bai Qin often walks this road when he goes out, so he often frequents here, and the guy in the store already recognizes him, and of course he also recognizes this guy. As soon as he entered, he came to the counter with familiarity, booked three rooms, and ordered food.

They all looked tired, but their eyes were bright, and they looked around the inn and felt that they were undoubtedly seated. Because of the small number of customers, the meals were served quickly.

The guy asked enthusiastically what else he needed, Bai Qin threw a tael of silver to him, telling him to feed the horse well, Qi Chuan asked him for bath water, and the girl's house was uncomfortable without grooming for a few days.

The dishes on the table have sharp pepper beef tenderloin, but the taste is definitely not as good as in the city, but it is a delicacy for Ji Yuan, who has not eaten oil and water for a few days, and he moved his chopsticks first.

There was also a plate of braised chicken on the table, Bai Qin knew that Qi Chuan liked to eat it, so he specially ordered it for her, but seeing that she didn't have much appetite, she only ate a few pieces, maybe it didn't taste right.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed. After three or four days, you will reach your destination.

They walked all the way to the southwest, getting farther and farther away from the Li family's sphere of influence, but getting closer and closer to the Gu clan's sphere of influence. They had to be careful, avoid crowded places and take small paths.

Suddenly there was a neighing of a horse outside the door, followed by a muffled sound of a heavy object hitting the ground. Ji Yuan and Bai Qin couldn't help but look at the door.

I saw a bloody man struggling to crawl in. His face was distorted, his lips were cracked and purple, his mouth was constantly overflowing with blood and blood blisters, his teeth were no longer visible, only a hollow, and his eyes were protruding and bloodshot, staring directly at Bai Qin.

Bai Qin couldn't see his nose, as if he had been punched and dented. He couldn't see his hands either, only two amputated limbs trembling in pools of blood. The man's legs were still there, but he couldn't stand up, and his knees were pierced.

Such a cruel method, Ji Yuan has seen it for the first time. The shopkeeper and the guy in the store are also people who have seen the big scene, and they are so frightened that they hide in the house at this time. The three of them were the only ones left in the lobby.

Ji Yuan looked back at Bai Qin, because this bloody man had been glaring at him.

At the same time, the inn was in a room with a certain number of days.

There is always no comfortable bed in the remote inn, and Lin Shuxun is lying on the hard and cold wooden bed, with his hands behind his head, looking at the ceiling.

It was a wooden house, some years old, and some of the beams and pillars were as black as carbon. Lin Shuxun looked at the other corner of the room, counted how many wooden stakes there were in total, and gradually fell asleep.

Suddenly, some dust fell from the top and landed on Lin Shuxun's pillow, knocking back all his sleepiness. Someone was walking on the roof! Lin Shuxun flew away, jumped out of the window, and went directly onto the roof.

At the end of the roof, Lin Shuxun saw a figure. The figure apparently saw him as well, and in a flash he descended from the roof. Lin Shuxun was stunned for a moment, then followed and chased out of Bailidi.

The figure suddenly stopped at a T-junction. Lin Shuxun saw the sword at his waist...... It's the badge of the Li clan!

The figure took off the masked scarf, revealing a young face, and when he saw Lin Shuxun clearly, his face couldn't help but change, and blurted out: "You are not Qi Yuan!"

"I'm not!" Lin Shuxun said coldly, keeping a distance of three feet from him. Obviously, he thought that the person he had drawn out would be the smiling tiger Qi Yuan.

"Wait...... Are you from the rescue station?" Di Ying looked at the young man in surprise, his face changed suddenly, and tears suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Your Excellency?" Lin Shuxun's tense nerves unconsciously relaxed slightly, someone with such eyes...... Friend or foe!

Then, the boy tells his own story about the past......

Di Ying scurried through the forest, and the trees around him quickly retreated.

Suddenly, a black light flashed, Di Ying snorted, and his figure froze. A patch of blood quickly oozed from her left shoulder, and a small jet-black steel cone was nailed to her shoulder.

Di Ying ignored the small cone, pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword, slowly retracted his left hand into his sleeve, his eyes swept around, and his body shot out like an arrow off the string.

A slender black-clothed masked man appeared behind Di Ying, carrying a canopy of jet-black knife light at Di Ying's back.

Di Ying turned around and drew his sword, the pale blue blade of the sword held the jet-black knife, the sword light reflected the man's pair of terrifying but very magnificent eyes, and his left hand swung out like lightning and hit the man's chest.

The man snorted and fell to the ground.

Di Ying returned the sword into the sheath and reached out to pull the man's face scarf. A strong wind struck, and Di Ying jumped backwards. A tall masked man in white appeared beside the man in black.

Di Ying's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his right hand rested on the hilt of the sword. The white-clothed man's bright eyes hurriedly glanced at Di Ying with a touch of surprise, leaned over and picked up the black-clothed man, lowered his voice and said:

"Something happened to the Li family, you have to find a way to save ......" After speaking, he turned around and left.

Min Min was shocked when he heard this, and hesitated a little to chase after him, but the man in white had already walked away. Di Ying was shocked in his heart, and secretly wondered: Who is the man in white? How can he have such a good light skill, and his body and eyes......

Di Ying's eyes appeared in front of the man in white, who were as bright as stars, and then the man in black had a pair of frightened eyes, and there was an inexplicable sense of acquaintance in his heart.

What did the man in white mean when he said that something had happened to the Li family? The sense of foreboding in Di Ying's heart became stronger and stronger.

He plucked the small cone and put it in his arms, tore off the corners of his robe and hastily bandaged the wound, and rushed towards the hut of the third master.

After the tea, Di Ying arrived in front of the hut and was about to knock on the door, but for some reason his heart was pounding, and his palms were sweating, he settled down, knocked on the door and called: "Three masters, three masters!"

There was no sound in the house, Di Ying waited for a while, there was still no movement in the house, his face changed slightly, he pushed the door in, his eyes were everywhere, and he blurted out an exclamation.

I saw the third master lying in a pool of blood, his face pale, his eyes closed, and the wound on his chest was gushing and bleeding.

Di Ying ran over and helped the third master up, seeing that the sword wound on his chest went straight to his back, and he couldn't live anymore, he couldn't help but shed tears.

The blood stains have not dried up, and it is obvious that the murderer has just left, but the master's life is in an instant, how can Di Ying give up the master, choked and shouted: "Third master, third master......"

The third master's body moved, slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of godless eyes turned a blind eye to Di Ying, and repeatedly called out the two words "Xi Yi" in a low voice.

Di Ying was stunned for a moment and asked, "Third Master, what did you say?" He lowered his head and put his ear to the third master's mouth. The third master's body shook suddenly, and he stopped moving.

Di Ying was shocked and shouted, "Third Master, Third Master!"

At this moment, the sound of clothes breaking through the air sounded outside the house, and dozens of people had surrounded the hut. Several people swept into the house, and where the breeze rose, a long sword was pressed against Di Ying's vest.

Di Ying raised his head as if he didn't realize it, saw the people in front of him clearly in his teary eyes, and cried out: "Third Master, Third Master has been murdered. ”

I only heard a cold snort from the person behind me, and said in a deep voice: "Di Ying, you don't have to be coy, you killed the teacher and betrayed the family, what else can you say?"

Di Ying's head "buzzed", and the blood in his whole body seemed to rush to his brain, "Huo" stood up and turned to face the man, and said loudly: "What did you say?"

When he stood up, he was cut by the sword on his back, and the blood oozed out, and the wound on his shoulder had been torn and ruptured at some point, and he was a large redden, but he was suddenly unconscious, staring at a middle-aged man in a white robe in front of him with a white face.

The man held a long sword against Di Ying's chest, and the tip of the sword was a little blood-red.

A middle-aged man in a green robe knelt beside the corpse of the third master, the expression on his face was sad and angry.

Near the door stood a black-robed man holding a short stick, staring at Di Ying with a handsome face.

Dozens of young people surrounded the house, including Ye Li, Ah Yue, and Gu Zhu.

The place where Ye Li stood was facing the gate, and because the middle-aged man with a long sword was in the way, she saw half of Di Ying's body, and the blood stains on her shoulders were shocking.

She was about to rush in, but was firmly held by Ah Yue beside her, Ye Li looked at Ah Yue, Ah Yue frowned and shook her head gently.

Gu Zhi took a step forward, approached the two of them, and said in a low voice, "We want to save her!" Ye Li bit his lip and nodded vigorously.

A man in white standing at the window glanced at Ye Li and the others, and then looked at the girl beside him, the girl was looking at Di Ying, her moon-white shirt trembled gently, and her tearful eyes were full of anxiety, worry, and regret.

......

And then he will take the initiative to find the Li family and his wife, he wants to know everything about the demon knife Xi Yin! He wants to find the reason why the third master died in vain!

At the same time, Father Li, who was missed, was drinking stuffy wine alone in the mass grave at the foot of the mountain to pay tribute to his old friend.

At night, the snow fell in the Biqing Mountains, the moon was hidden, the north wind was howling, and every household warmed up their quilts early and extinguished the candles.

Even the Nian'an Bridgehead, which is full of lights and shadows on weekdays, is sparsely populated, silent, and in the dim world, only the light snowflakes fall silently.

The lonely mountain trail, the vast snow mercilessly obscured the narrow bluestone steps. A thick layer of snow is unbearable to step on, but the night is cold and snowy, and the mountain trail, which is already rarely populated, is even quieter as if it does not exist in this world.

There is no light on the mountain, it is as dark as a huge ink plate, the cold wind is howling, blowing the shadows of the trees and shaking strangely, faintly, there is an out-of-tune voice fluttering: "It is dusk alone, and the wind and rain are ......."

An oil lamp that had been extinguished floated in a trance, and the snow on the steps was as white as jade, but there were a few shallow footprints left on the jade snow.

There was no one in the mountains, the wind was like a ghost crying, the oil lamp was fluttering and flickering, and was carried by a man who was trembling and staggering, and for some reason he went into the mountain late at night, and ...... Or the dark graveyard that walked towards the top of the hill.

I don't know how long he walked, and after singing the poem a few times, he finally stopped in front of an inconspicuous grave, and the oil lamp in his hand was almost exhausted.

He put the little light on the snow, and then slowly opened the package that had been brought up with him, and took out a jug of wine tremblingly, and poured it into the grave overgrown with weeds, and then sat down slowly cross-legged, and drank the pot with his head up, and said:

"I'm coming to see you again...... This wine ......" Li Jinghua smiled softly: "After so many years, our Li family ......"