The night is like a thick inkstone, so deep that it can't be dissolved, and the dim candlelight casts on the street, and no one is slowly walking long, only the cold wind constantly blows the curtains of the restaurant. www.biquge.info There is no sound of people rubbing shoulders without the sound of people rubbing shoulders, occasionally splashing a few drops of water, which is very clear in the lonely street, except for a brightly lit restaurant on the street, the lively restaurant, the noise of people.

"Hey, have you heard? Several more people died in Moonfall Village, what a bad luck! ”

"It's not, but this Yueluo village chief is really cowardly, leaving his wife and son and running away alone, but as a result, who would have thought that this person died of a sudden illness in the middle of the road."

"Bah, I think, he deserves it, abandoning his wife and children is hateful. However, Yuejun Village Chief's wife Lin Jingyin is really pitiful, she lost her husband and had to support his son alone. ”

Hidden in a table in the corner, a gray-clothed girl listened to everyone's words quietly, her delicate face was expressionless, she looked very indifferent, and kept drinking.

Moonfall Village? The matter of dead people is too strange, and there is nothing wrong with checking it. Beiqin's slender eyes showed a hint of aura, and he raised his head and drank a glass of wine, then threw down the broken silver and left.

It's been a year and a half since he left that strange cave, Beiqin has passed through the mechanism in that cave, and after a year of training, he has already penetrated the cave, trapped in that cave for a year, and then found two dilapidated exercises there.

Looking at the dilapidated "Shura Pupil" and "Phantom Strike Technique", Beiqin hesitated for a long time, whether this exercise, which he had never heard of in his previous life, should he take this opportunity to take advantage of having sufficient aura to practice. After four or five months of dying exploration, she was really trapped in the plank road and was in a dilemma, so she practiced this anti-heaven exercise.

Now, this Shura Hitomi and the Illusion Strike Technique have not been talked about for many years, but they are still a little gained. Shura Hitomi, as the name suggests, kills people who have been bloodied from the Shura Field of the underworld, and the thick evil aura on his body makes people fall into the cold battlefield of death, on the verge of collapse. Therefore, in the battle method, it is very easy to gain the upper hand in the face of monks whose cultivation is higher than their own.

Shura Hitomi relied on evil qi to suppress divine consciousness and win with mental ability, while the Phantom Strike Book relied on speed as a pillar and transformed countless ontologies at the speed of the wind. And the higher the cultivation, the more significant the ability. With her current cultivation against Beiyue, it is enough to kill her, but she has been here for so long, and she can't do without Beiyue's figure, which is really suspicious.

Now, by chance, she has learned the superior exercises, but she is still worried about Beiyue's threat to her, she did not fall from the spirit ship with Beiyue in her previous life, so all this is impossible to detect. Everything that cannot be detected is everything that is full of too many variables, and all this has to be guarded against.

Therefore, Beiqin plans to look for Beiyue after dealing with the affairs of Yueluo Village, and only when she finds her can she feel at ease, it is better to be under her nose and monitor than to know where to go, otherwise all this will make people feel uneasy. Beiqin Qingxiu's face floated a trace of ruthlessness, and he walked alone on the street with a sword thinking about the future, stopped thinking, and looked up to see it.

In the dim moonlight, three words were written in vermilion on a boulder: Moonfall Village. Beiqin looked at the vermilion stone tablet and couldn't help frowning, and had a premonition in his heart that the incident in Yueluo Village would be difficult to solve.

However, she Beiqin has never been a greedy person who is afraid of death, and her sword intent is destined that she will never be able to retreat, and she still has powerful enemies such as Gu Beiying and Beiyue, and the Yueluo Village incident cannot be a reason for her to retreat. In the face of adversity, the more dangerous it is, the greater the progress.

Beiqin held the sword, looked at the stones in the dark night, and felt vaguely uneasy in his heart, slowly got on the road, shook his head from time to time, and said with a smile: "It seems that I still drank too much wine."

It was very quiet all around the road, and the doors and windows of the surrounding houses were closed, which looked very strange. How could Moonfall Village be so quiet? Just a few people died to the point where they couldn't be so closed-minded, or did these villagers know the inside story?

Beiqin thought about it carefully, and remembered what the few people in the restaurant said about Lin Jingyin, the wife of the village chief of Luoxue, maybe she knew better. Beiqin returned to the head of the village, and generally speaking, the village chief's home is at the head of the village.

Beiqin knocked on the door of the house, which looked slightly more stable than the surrounding houses, and knocked for a long time before a low and cold voice came from the door: "Who?" ”

"A passer-by traveler in Xianai wants to stay here because it is too late, can the owner of the house make it convenient?" Ni Mantian was afraid of disturbing the people in the room, so he softened his voice and asked patiently.

There was the sound of running away, and in the middle of the night, there was another sound of footsteps, a "crunch", and the door was opened, and it was a woman and a slightly thin boy of twelve or thirteen years old. Beiqin looked at the two of them and guessed that the voice just now was the young man in front of him, and this woman should be Lin Jingyin, the wife of the village chief.

"Come in, please." Lin Shiyin spoke in a low voice, and now behind the young man, he looked at the gray-clothed woman standing at the door with a sword on his sad forehead with a defensive expression.

"Thank you." Beiqin said with a slight bow, and followed the two into the door.

"The humble house is ugly, and I hope the guests don't mind." Lin Muyin's voice was always very low, very low and hoarse, as if it was deliberate.

Lin Muyin took Beiqin into the room, prepared some food and invited Beiqin to sit down, and then sat down with the young man. Beiqin smiled and took the chopsticks handed by Lin Jingyin, and the corner of his eye never left the young man.

The young man on the side has always lowered his head, wearing a washed white cloth coat, his skin is probably a little pale because he has not seen the sun all year round, and his waist-length hair is messily pulled up with a black headband, and he does not see his appearance clearly.

"In Xiabeiqin, I'm bothering today." Ni Mantian carefully observed Lin Baguio's expression.

"No obstacle, don't disturb, the folk woman Lin is silent, this is my son, Gu Zeyu." Lin Jingyin still said in a low voice, never looking up at Beiqin or her son. Hearing this, the young man finally raised his head, revealing a gentle and handsome face.

"Dare to ask Madame, why are the houses in Yueluo Village closed during the day? And at night, there is no one to see" Beiqin put down the chopsticks in his hand lightly, looked at the two and asked tentatively.

"This ......" Lin Muyin was sewing the clothes in her hand by the candle flame, and when she heard Beiqin's inquiry, her expression was slightly painful, and she sighed in a blink of an eye: "It's a long story......"

"I ...... We...... I'm afraid I have offended the gods from other places to the foot of the moonfall village......" Lin Jingyin said bitterly, his expression looked trance in the dim candlelight, a little afraid, recalling something painful.