Li Rumo was happy in his heart, patted Jia Xue on the shoulder and said, "Brother Jia, don't worry, as long as I, Li Rumo, can do a great job in my life, I will never forget you, Brother Jia." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Let's finish drinking, I'll let you see that mysterious holy relic, big brother." ”

He saw that Brother Jia Xue was trying to make compromises for himself, and he was moved in his heart, he didn't know whether the holy relics he had hidden were true or false, and he just needed the help of masters like Mr. Niu and Jia Xue to crack the mystery and release his skills. He occasionally remembered in his mind how the two bandits who had just been sent were all black-haired, and they killed their father and mother decades ago. But when he was drunk, how could he think so much? At this moment, a man in shabby clothes sat down at the table opposite, his long black hair covered his face, and he could not see his beauty or ugliness, nor his age, but he had nothing in front of him except a large bowl.

The long-haired man looked in the direction of Li Rumo, and seemed to unintentionally slowly unfold a silk scroll in his hand, which was also a painting, somewhat similar to what he saw in Mr. Niu's house, only to see a shirtless monk on the painting, smiling, one hand straight, one hand holding a dagger, and a vulture eagle behind him, staring at this person tightly.

Li Rumo was shocked, he didn't know what this painting meant, so he didn't make a sound at the moment and watched it quietly. Because the long-haired man was sitting behind Jia Xue, and his movements were very light, Li Rumo pretended to be drunk and hazy, and secretly watched, because Jia Xue didn't notice that there was someone behind him.

Immediately afterwards, the long-haired man unfolded a second painting, in which the monk cut off the flesh from his arm and sent it to the eagle's mouth, which hesitated to swallow the meat; In the third painting, the monk walks forward while cutting off his own flesh, and the eagle follows the old monk while swallowing the meat; In the fourth painting, the eagle is standing in a cage, and the old monk outside is smiling and begins to cut the eagle's flesh with a knife.

Li Rumo was secretly surprised in his heart, he didn't know what the long-haired man was, but he vaguely felt that this monk tempted the eagle with his own flesh and blood, and finally tricked the eagle into the cage, and his heart suddenly moved. At this time, the long-haired man unfolded another picture, and it turned out that a person was standing beside the white cloth in a daze, looking at the picture on the white cloth, and next to him stood another person, with a wicked smile on his face and a sharp blade. Behind the white cloth, there is a Taoist priest who is holding up the cut figures, flowers and birds, so that the people on the front of the white cloth can see the shadows reflected by the paper figures and paper flowers.

Seeing this, Li Rumo's heart suddenly lit up, it turned out that the old monk in the canvas wanted to catch the eagle, so he pretended to be very good to it, even if he was willing to cut the meat on his body, but once he lured the eagle into the cage, he showed his cruel face. In the end, this Taoist priest is using a few paper figures and paper beasts to confuse the people standing in front of the white cloth, what do they want to do? His mind suddenly swirled, could it be that the long-haired man was implying that he was being deceived? It occurred to him that there was an elaborate trap waiting for him to jump on. Thinking of this, Li Rumo was shocked into a cold sweat. Suddenly, he faintly smelled a strange fragrance between his nose, this fragrance was sultry, and it seemed to be absent, Li Rumo felt familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had smelled it. But he suddenly felt the scent open a gap in the chaotic trap, allowing light to let in.

He pretended to be drunk and hazy, crawled on the table and babbled nonsense, thinking about this strange fragrance over and over again in his mind, the gap gradually widened, and a flash of inspiration came to his mind, how could it be her? How could it be her?

Thinking of this, his mind was like being hit by a thunderbolt, and he was much more sober, this strange smell is only found on the maid Hong'er of Qian Hanlin Mansion, he smelled it once in the lobby of the Xi'an Prefect's Mansion, and he can never forget it, because this fragrance is so special, the strange thing is that how can he vaguely smell it from Jia Xue?

In fact, the fragrance that Li Rumo smelled just now was very subtle, ordinary people, including Jia Xue, would never be able to smell it, maybe it was fate, Li Rumo was originally very powerful, although he was trapped in the Black Water Prison, the pipa bone was pierced, he suffered many extraskin injuries, and the strange tricks on the sheepskin booklet could not be used, but his true qi was abundant, and his ear and nose skills were far better than ordinary people; Second, he lived alone in the depths of the dungeon for a long time, and was very sensitive to the slightest smell outside, especially the fragrance of women; The third is that when he first passed the hall, he was very close to Rui'er, and the smell of musk deer and non-musk deer haunted and unforgettable, and he dreamed of her almost every night. Also, what's wrong with the two black-haired heads of those two father-killers?

Thinking of this, Li Rumo suddenly felt extremely frightened, and seemed to have an answer, but this answer was too terrible and weird, no matter how he dared to face it, he just comforted himself: "Don't think nonsense, Brother Jia treats me like this, how can I be suspicious and suspect him of framing myself for no reason?" But this strange fragrance made him unable to deceive himself, he trembled all over, his heart was pounding, and he felt that there was an invisible giant net that covered him invisibly but firmly, but who was the specific person who opened the net, it was Brother Jia? But I couldn't believe it. Li Rumo's heart was in turmoil: "If it is said that Brother Jia designed to frame him, what is he for, for the holy thing?" However, before he was caught in the Heishui Prison, he had never exposed his martial arts background, nor had he ever told others about the holy relics, how could Brother Jia know that he had holy relics at that time? He remembered that one day, when he was robbing a merchant in the north of the city, he encountered two dart masters who resisted with all their might, so he used the Nine Styles of Refining the Moon to kill them. ”

Jia Xue still kept toasting to herself, Li Rumo simply made a plan, crawled on the table and pretended to be drunk, he drank more than ordinary people, but he was tortured in the underworld for several months, his body was extremely weak, and suddenly countless mysteries were tormenting him, he was haggard, but he was really drunk and unconscious.

Jia Xue asked several times about the sacrifice of holy relics, but Li Rumo did not reply, and finally the drunk Li Rumo was sent back to the cell by Jia Xue. Jia Xue has been asking about the holy relics for a long time, but Li Rumo didn't say a word, so Jia Xue left in a huff.

Lying on the cold bed, Li Rumo gradually woke up, his mind was chaotic, and there was a ghost flickering, twists and turns, he seemed to explode, he held his breath, and recited the parchment booklet martial arts method silently several times before he calmed down slightly.

He thought about what happened in the past few days again and went through it carefully, could it be that he was too careful to blame Brother Jia? Maybe some precious and rare flowers planted near the land during the day have this peculiar fragrance, or maybe you have deceived yourself with your nose.

He grabbed a broken bowl on the ground, there was still a little cold water in it, he drank it all in one gulp, but the things in the last few days were extremely weird, even the famous old Mr. Niu worked for Brother Jia, it looked normal, but he felt unusual.

He carefully checked the door, and he suddenly felt terrified, the murderer was very close to him, he had been hiding by his side, he knew everything about his every move, maybe one day, the mysterious murderer suddenly pierced his heart with a sharp blade. Cold blood, cold wind, cold hands, cold heart.

At this moment, he heard a calm and soft voice next to him whisper: "Master Li Shi, I have lived in the Heishui Prison for more than half a year, and I have taken a trip to the Netherworld. Li Rumo looked back, and by the dim starlight outside, the person who spoke was the long-haired man he met in the restaurant during the day, wearing a dirty and torn robe, standing beside him. Li Rumo was extremely shocked in his heart, he didn't even know when this person entered his prison cell. But listening to the words in this person's mouth, he didn't seem to be hostile to himself, and he also drew to remind himself, Li Rumo's face was full of surprise, and he didn't know how to answer. The long-haired man looked solemn, and said in a flat tone: "Master Li, you have added a new line of yin virtue under your eyebrows, which would have been blessed with longevity, but the strange thing is that the murderous aura of the lines suddenly became stronger and stronger, and if it goes on like this, it is the appearance of a broken head and the appearance of destroying the door, I don't know if the donor is being led to a road of no return?" ”

Li Rumo thought to himself that the long-haired man was determined to be a master of the world, if he wanted to harm himself, he would have died many times, so he immediately bowed down and hugged his fists and said: "In Xia, Li Rumo's original life was as cheap as a pig and a dog, but he was a little bastard who did not enter the rivers and lakes, he was originally ignorant and undemanding, who knew that half a year ago, he was suddenly thrown into the black water prison, whether he died or lived, as far as I am concerned, it is something that cannot be mastered, I Li Rumo accepted my fate, I don't know what my predecessors are referring to?" ”

The long-haired man said slowly: "The supernatural thing is extremely vain, but the human heart is sinister and there are defiled holy things. The donor is murderous, but he is afraid that he will not be able to escape the fate of the catastrophe, and he will enter the eighteenth layer of hell after death. ”

Li Rumo said: "What can I do with the eighteenth layer of hell?"

The long-haired man sighed slightly, and said slowly: "The donor has been in hell for many days, and has seen countless unjust souls leaving the world, hell is not empty, and there are many tribulations in the world. ”

Li Rumo remembered that he suffered when he was young, because the day was not open, the wicked were unscrupulous, since he was deeply affected, how could he harm more weak people, he was only favored by the girl in white, and he also vowed to treat the world well, and immediately Shuangqi knelt down and said: "Senior, I, Li Rumo, do not want to be used by bad people, so that Xi'an City suffers the catastrophe of broken void." I also hope that the seniors will guide me. ”

The long-haired man smiled slightly, and said softly: "This is very good, and it is not in vain that the holy relics protect the people." By the way, I have some pills here that can treat some symptoms such as sword wounds, internal and external deficiency, poisoning and ecstasy, if you can trust it, you might as well give it a try! After saying this, the long-haired man chuckled several times, and before the laughter fell, the person suddenly disappeared.

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