In the dark.

Call!

Whew!Whew!!

A figure panted and panicked, fled north, plunging headlong into the woods of the city.

And the group of strong men in the troupe who were chasing him ran for a while, saw the woods, and looked at the weather, then stopped, and walked back scolding.

The figure didn't dare to stop, being chased by so many people, as long as he stopped, he would immediately break his leg, so he ran in a long way again, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and stopped.

He hunched over, looking tired, while his palms pressed against his knees and legs, gasping for breath.

He was still scolding: "Isn't it just a woman?

He gasped for a moment, cursed for a while, and his heartbeat calmed down slightly.

And in the process of running just now, he actually ran out of sweat.

Now the sweat is cold.

"Ahh Ahh

The sky was already dark, and I couldn't see where I was guarding when I stretched out my five fingers.

Only then did he realize that he had gone too deep, and that the terrible weather would make a strong man afraid, so he hurried out into the woods.

Da... Da Da...

"Ouch!"

He walked too fast, lunged forward, hit his foot again, and sat down on the ground, screaming in pain.

"Shhhh Ouch, shit, shit, why are your legs cramping again at this time?"

In the darkness, the wind blew one after another, and the trees made a hoarse sound, and the wind passed through the gaps in the trees like many women weeping faintly.

Looking around, it seemed that the shadows of many women were hanging from the treetops staring at him.

"This should be the shadow of the tree, get out of here quickly. ”

Panicking, he hurriedly got up and stumbled out holding on to the tree, seemingly unaware of the small bag he had brought down from where he had been sitting.

After walking a few steps, the rain clouds brewing in the sky finally began to rain.

Spring.

Silky as hair.

The figure was drenched again, and suddenly there was a sharp sound behind him, as if someone was roaring.

He was startled, and then he looked down on it, only to find that it was the sound of wrinkled wind, and then he patted his chest in shock, as if he was calm.

With this beat, his face suddenly changed.

Almost in a desperate tone, he shouted: "My wallet!!"

"What should I do? I remember it was still there..."

He was in a hurry.

After thinking for a while, he slapped his head suddenly, and said in annoyance: "I remembered, I must have just broken my foot and landed over there, it's really unlucky!"

He hesitated, gritted his teeth, and ran back to find his wallet.

The dark shadow stumbled in the rain.

Suddenly, he was unsteady on his feet and threw himself forward.

Syllable!!

The muddy water splattered, and he fell again.

"Ahhh

He was so frightened that he cried out, "Who? who?

He was so scared that his heart stopped.

He had managed to maintain his balance well, but he still fell, not because he tripped over something, but because something grabbed his ankle, which made him lose his balance and fall.

Ignoring the mud and water that covered his body, he half-propped himself up and looked around in fear.

But the surrounding black forest danced wildly, and it was impossible to imagine that this place was still in the Blue Dragon City.

The rain was pounding on the leaves, the wind was blowing like a ghost, and the creepy cries kept ringing...

He couldn't even hear himself talking to himself.

At this time, his eardrums were buzzing, and his heart was beating very fast, as if there was a thin membrane between him and this real rainy night, and all the sounds were far away, and his brain was buzzing, and he could even hear his own breathing.

He forced out a smile, "Zi Bu is weird, there will be no dirty things in this world, scare yourself, ha... Hah..."

His voice even trembled a little, for he had stumbled a second time, and had begun to crawl forward, reaching out and groping on the ground.

Syllable.

His palms seemed to grasp something.

Soft, it's cloth.

"Huh... Found it, found it..."

His words came to an abrupt halt, for he finally noticed something unusual.

He jerked his head up and looked up.

Where was the wallet, and in front of him stood a terrible white figure, leaning over his hair.

"Ahhhh

He let out a miserable cry.

The strange figure slowly, slowly overwhelmed down, full of horror and oppression.

With the cracking sound of bones, it was terrifying.

But strangely, the man who should have been frightened suddenly stopped screaming.

He looked up, his expression indifferent, twisted his neck, and showed a cruel smile of tyranny and cruelty.

Temperatures are rising fast...

"After so many deaths, Flegg has finally found you..."

Rumble!!

In the grove, the birds scattered.

Then everything returned to calm.

...

...

"Poof!"

The little junior sister had just washed her hair, walked under the eaves, and looked at the senior brother who passed by the door.

Disheveled, like a handsome soup chicken, with a lot of mud spots on her face and neck, she couldn't help but laugh out loud, and shouted from afar, "Hey, senior brother, why do you look like this?"

Xia Yuan smiled casually, "I'm going to see the rain scene, next time I'll take my junior sister to see it." ”

Little Sister: "Phew!"

Xia Yuan returned to his small courtyard.

He felt it for a moment, the peeping feeling he had felt when he was alone before was gone, and it was probably the one who had just been in the woods.

And this temptation basically confirmed some of his guesses.

- The reason why the hermit's divination is ineffective is because the other party is not a person, but a strange force and a god, and the strange force is not the ghost he thought before the crossing, and their formation is not some "curse and obsession", but "pollution", and in some cases, they can be destroyed, such as... The second form of his own tyrant.

- This time, the use of the tyrant did not affect his state of mind, perhaps because the other party was not human, and it was also without anyone noticing.

It seems that neither a hermit nor a tyrant has included "strange forces and chaos" in the category of state of mind consolidation.

Of course, this is only a preliminary conclusion.

In any case, it was a success.

By the way, this senior brother of the Wuxin Academy Palace is basically sure that his second junior brother is really a poisonous milk... He said that the blood ancestor inheritance would not explode, but the result was a vision, and he said that the strange power and chaos would never come, and the result came.

Xia Yuan thought about it, so he smiled, his nerves relaxed, and fatigue naturally came up.

"Yawn. ”

Dingding.

Boil water.

Invest in the [Heartless Kendo] secret medicine pack.

Bath.

Changed into a clean shirt.

The clothes were washed and dried by the master for herself, because she had just arrived in the school palace and had not yet gained a foothold, so she had not had time to hire a maid and servant, and she had always run to the Dragon King Temple in the past two days, so the master had served on her behalf and helped her wash her clothes.

Feeling the warm clothes of the sun, Xia Yuan felt warm in his heart.

I haven't practiced [Heartless Kendo] for a day today, so I should have practiced it quickly.

Unless there are special circumstances, a student needs to insist on practicing every day without interruption.

But Xia Yuan didn't start in a hurry, but went out again with an umbrella.

...

...

"Yuan'er, why don't you sleep so late?"

"Master, I suddenly had an understanding and wanted to take a look at the picture of the sword heart. ”

Zhu Zhenyue knew that Xia Yuan came back from the Dragon King Temple during the day, and maybe he got the guidance of that big man, so he had this inspiration, so he didn't say much, and directly threw out a key, "Go ahead, in the small attic by the lake on the side." ”

"Master Xie. ”

Xia Yuan took the key and turned around and left.

Zhu Zhenyue stroked his long beard, and his expression was a little decadent.

The wind and rain all came over, but as soon as I entered the capital, I found that the exercises that I had inherited for hundreds of years were so inferior, and almost all the disciples today were listless, and even some were secretly hesitating.

Zhu Zhenyue knew that those disciples felt that they had no future, so they wanted to talk to him about "quitting the school palace", but they just didn't make up their minds and muster up the courage for a while.

"The hearts of the people are scattered, what can I do... Hey!"

Zhu Zhenyue stood in front of the door, looking at the darkness and heavy rain outside the house, and the sound of raindrops splashing on the lake was pleasant.

He was obviously old and serious, but at this time he looked sad, and a few more gray hairs had grown.

...

Xia Yuan put away the oil-paper umbrella and placed it on the wooden railing of the cloister.

Unlock.

Push the door.

Light a brass lantern with twelve branches.

The attic suddenly lit up a lot.

His shadow was cast diagonally.

In the middle of the wooden dojo-style practice place, there is an ethereal and dusty white cloud ink drawing hanging on the wall at the end, and the four big characters "Sword Heart is Clean" are written on the side of the picture.

This is exactly the secret map of [Heartless Kendo], which belongs to the category of general outline.

Xia Yuan stared at the ethereal words.

After looking at it for a while, he reached into his arms and took out a piece of black jade.

The black jade is not big, only the size of a fingernail, but when it is grasped in the hand, it is like grasping an ice lump, and it is very cold.

"This should be the Yin Jade that Ning Bao said, right?

Xia Yuan muttered, and then slowly pressed the black jade towards the general outline of the visualization map of the "Heartless Sword Dao".