On the 4th of February, the sun hanging in the west seemed to set very slowly down the mountain. Yun Zhao played with his little girl in Chen's blacksmith shop for a long time, thinking about the hour in his heart, and looked west every once in a while.

She was in a hurry to go home, but she couldn't help but want to delay for a while, as if it was delaying until it was dark, and when she went back, Senior Brother Xiaoqi and Master couldn't see the shame and embarrassment on her face.

When the last glimmer of light disappeared on the horizon, she couldn't help jumping up, carrying an oiled paper bag containing oily chicken legs and osmanthus crisp, and said goodbye to Chen's blacksmith family, and ran happily to Changxi Mountain.

She had a complicated heart, on the one hand, she was worried that Senior Brother Xiaoqi had helped her get angry, imagining that the annoying Zhang Jing was deflated, and she was almost humming a song with happiness...... There are also those little radish heads, they have seen them eating deflated, and the majesty of the senior sister doesn't know where to throw it now!

The little girl was now full of "heavy" thoughts, and she didn't notice that the silence around her was different from the past.

Today's Chang Xishan is like an extraordinarily silent old man, quietly embracing and devouring everything, whether it is the joy and melancholy in the bright place, or the treacherous hidden in the dark place, for this bottomless whirlpool, it is just a grain of ordinary sand and stones.

"I'm back!"

Tongjiang County.

The intercity Linjiang Pavilion is brightly lit and full of guests.

Xiao Er was so busy that he couldn't touch the ground, and just gave the fast officials who were not satisfied with the speed of serving the food politely smiled, and he didn't have time to wipe his sweat, and then took the pot of "Drunken Huachun" and ran to the second floor, and when he was about to get to the door of the private room where he ordered wine, he walked two steps slowly to adjust his breath, and said hello with a bright voice while knocking on the door.

"Hey, guest, the drunken spring you want is hot for you!"

When the door was opened, a cold wind poured into the window of the door in the house, which made Xiao Er's head cold.

"If you want me to say, this first cup has to be honored by our Songyuan Dao Chief!"

The man smiled greasy and flatteringly, took the drunken flower spring from the tray of Xiao Er, and waved his hand to signal Xiao Er to step back, the folds on his face were piled together, and he was rolling his sleeves to help the black bearded man's wine glass to be full.

There are not too many nice words.

Tang Miao couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, his face showed a little pride, and he saluted in the direction of Taiqing Mountain with a wine glass, "This trip can be regarded as living up to the high expectations of real people!"

"Our two brothers will first wish the Dao Elder a great success! It's just that at that time, Qingcheng's celebration wine will still ask you for another glass!"

Tang Miao was happy, laughing and agreeing.

"After this sword is found, don't you have to return it to them that little broken sect?" Zhang Jing has always felt uncomfortable in his heart, and he only hated that he didn't kill the white-clothed "cripple", so he lightly poured a basin of cold water on the heads of the three people.

As soon as these words came out, the laughter on the table came to an abrupt end. Tang Miao's drinking hand paused for a moment, glanced at the two county officials and soldiers with different expressions on the opposite side, and sneered a few times, "I think anyone dares to ask the Taiqing faction for something." ”

The color of cruelty is revealed.

The officers and soldiers by the window laughed a few times, got up and closed the window facing Tongjiang, it was really fucking cold.

......

It was quiet in Zuotianmen, and it was clear that it was time to eat, but the smoke in the kitchen in the back mountain did not float.

"I'm back, Master?"

There was no one in the master's room, so she turned around and walked to the seventh brother in the back mountain, wondering in her heart, "Should they all be waiting in the hall to criticize me", and then quickly shook her head and dispelled this terrible thought.

It was getting darker a lot, and the disciple who sprinkled the sweep was lazy and didn't light the lantern in time today, and a few pieces of rubble almost tripped her. A gust of wind blew, and the new leaves of the treetops swayed and bumped together, as if something hidden in the shadows had come around them, and they were talking about the intruder.

- To be discovered, to be discovered.

Yun Zhao was frightened by his own brain and got goosebumps on his back, and at this moment, the fox in his arms suddenly screamed, and it broke away from Yun Zhao's arms violently, the hair on its whole body exploded like a hedgehog, whimpering and revealing its canine teeth, and its red eyes kept turning to look around.

"Xiao Jiu?" Yun Zhao was a little scared, and wanted to reach out to appease the little fox on the ground.

I heard Xiao Jiu scream more sharply and shortly, and his four claws uneasily shook the sand on the ground, and suddenly rushed into the darkness like an arrow from the string.

Yun Zhao called a few more to no avail, panicking in her heart, when the night wind blew, she suddenly smelled a few strange smells.

There is a faint, vague smell of rust, mixed with a hint of fishy odor.

She turned her head slowly and looked into the darkness to the left, where the outline of a small mountain house faintly appeared......

It was Yun Ke and the house of the two little disciples.

Driven by some psychology, Yun Zhao walked towards the room.

In the silence, her heart beat like thunder. I don't know why she was so flustered and scared, she just hoped that the master and disciples were hiding and trying to scare herself, but the more she went there, the stronger the strange smell became.

The night wind blew the branches more violently.

She stood in front of Yun Ke's door, the lock fell to the ground, and she reached out and pushed open the painted door...... So a strong fishy smell, which seemed to have a little heat, hit her face head-on.

Vomit –

Her internal organs were so smoked that her internal organs were boiling, as if every internal organ had been poured into this fishy smell, so that the internal organs scrambled to escape from her body, forcing her to crouch on the ground and vomit violently.

After vomiting the contents of his stomach, but the retching sound continued, and finally he couldn't vomit anything and stopped, Yun Zhao began to cry again, his nose and tears were blurry.

She seemed to realize something, she broke down and cried with her back to the door, trembling with fear, as if there was a man-eating monster in the door, she neither dared to enter nor escape, she could only cry cowardly like this, the six gods had no master.

Division...... Sister......

Masters......

When Yun Zhao heard the voice, he quickly jumped up and wiped his tears, turned around and pushed open the door and ran in, "Who?!

She felt that the room was in a mess, and she could not see clearly, so she felt for the candle next to the cupboard, and the flint was struck three times before it was struck.

By the light of the fire, she could see the mess in the house......

The "thing" she kicked just now and felt messy was the body of a little junior brother - the child's clothes were soaked red with blood, his eyes were wide open and he was looking at the door, and his little hands had become stiff on the ground, as if he was trying to crawl out.

This junior brother Yun Zhao knows, and he always likes to rush behind Yun Zhao, wiping his nose and asking her for a look at the Qingshuang Sword.

Yun Zhao had a broken string in her head, she looked at the little junior brother on the ground, and wanted to vomit again, her brain became a paste, the blood in the room steamed her whole body, she cried again, and her mouth intermittently didn't know what she was reading, and she couldn't even say a word.

"Division...... Sister ......"

Yun was lying in the corner of the bunk, the blood on his body stained the mattress under him in the shape of a bloody man, he called "senior sister" weakly, but his eyes were out of focus staring at the roof.

"The clouds are ...... Yun Ke, what are you doing...... Why are you, why are you......" She wept bitterly as she slowly avoided the blood stains on the ground and the corpses and walked in the direction of Yun Qi, reading meaningless questions in her mouth, all why, why, why......

Don't know who I'm asking.

She walked over to Yun Qi and choked up at the face that didn't have much anger left. This year's winter is extremely cold, there is no incense in the mountain gate, and everyone has no money to buy new clothes for the winter.

At this time, his face was pale, and the two pieces of chilblains were like the red rouge on the face of a rag doll.

If it was in the past, Yun Zhao would have made fun of him......

This junior brother, who likes to go against her the most on weekdays and is the most prone to crying, just stared at the roof blankly at this time, and did not shed a single tear.

"Yun Ke, what's going on?what's going on our mountain?" Yun Zhao suppressed his cry, grabbing Yun Ke's hand, not daring to disturb him loudly, for fear that he would lose his breath at some point, just like the little junior disciples on the ground.

Yun's mouth opened and opened, and a tear came down from the corner of his eye, "I don't seem to be able to see anymore...... Masters. ”

"No, it's not that serious, you're just secretly ...... in the house" Yun Zhao burst into tears, like a thorn in his throat, and couldn't say the rest of the words.

"Fortunately, you're not ......here," the corners of his mouth couldn't stop cursing downward, and he finally looked like a child, with fear and sadness on his face.

His fingers moved, and then asked Yun Zhao to take the burden next to his hand, and Yun Zhao opened it, it was the fake "Green Frost Sword" that was broken apart.

Yun Zhao couldn't help but hug it again and cried.

"Senior Sister Yun Zhao, you shouldn't have lost this sword...... If anyone cherishes me like this, give me a sword...... I must carry it with me every day, eat and sleep, and carry it all with me. He suddenly lost his head and muttered something in a daze, but the light point of his eyes became smaller and smaller.

Aren't you afraid of death?

No.

He was afraid, but he lay here, crying and crying, shouting and shouting, and gradually his eyes became blind, and his voice became hoarse.

He touched Senior Sister Yun Zhao's Qingshuang Sword, and suddenly his body had some strength again. When the day dawns, he will also ask the master for a sword, which must be as beautiful as Senior Sister Yunzhao's sword.

I wonder if Master will agree......

I don't know if the younger brother in my father's letter the year before last looks a little like him?

"Yun Ke! Yun Ke! Don't sleep!" Yun Zhao was so frightened that he cried, helpless to watch his junior brother gradually lose his breath, and wanted to carry him up, but his hands and feet were numb, and it was good to be able to support her to walk by herself.

"Master, Senior Brother Xiaoqi...... Yes, you wait for me, I'll go find Master and Senior Brother Xiaoqi!"

She stumbled out, kicking a lot of "things" along the way, cold and cold. She didn't dare to look down, but there was a belief in her heart, which guided her to run towards the house of Master and Senior Brother Yun Qi.

It sat at the door of the gaze, and when it saw Yun Zhao, the fluffy white velvet tail wagged, and then hung down on the ground again.

Yun Zhao rushed in.

Then the faith in my heart fell apart like a boulder thrown from a high altitude.

All dead, she had an answer in her heart.

The gentle little brother seemed to have just dozed off, lying on the cool ground without a trace of movement. His face was stained with a little blood, he looked better than usual, his meticulously combed hair was messy, and his eyes were tightly closed, as if he was very stingy to look at this little junior sister he loved very much.

I must be mad at her.

Yun Zhao took out the still warm osmanthus cake from his arms, put it next to Yun Qi, and carefully wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, tears falling on his face.

She carefully moved the person to the bed, sniffed, and turned to walk towards the master's room.

There was a sudden thumping sound, and she was so frightened that she hid against the wall.

"Old horseman, I can't ask anything. With a chilling, flesh-and-bone sound, a round thing was kicked out.

Yun Zhao hid behind a broken vat, watched the thing spin around a few times, and finally stopped at her.

She clutched her mouth and her eyes blurred.

It was the head of the Master.

"This one smells the heaviest, and that little scumbag must have been here. A shrill voice sounded, and Yun Zhao could see his appearance clearly in the moonlight. He has gray fur all over his body, a face that is not human or a fox, strange and terrifying, and he is still wearing human clothes, but two tails are showing behind him.

"It's a pity that more than a hundred people have been killed, and they still can't find anything, I guess these useless mortals don't have the ability to hide the nine tails, maybe it's the lowly breed who is playing with us~" A woman also walked out, followed by three figures.

Hide...... Nine-tails?

"Woo-" was Xiao Jiu's voice, a few rooms away.

"It's it, chase!" So those figures rushed up to the roof, and followed Xiao Jiu's voice without hesitation.

Yun Zhao's mind was in a mess, she was stunned, she couldn't hear the voices of a few monsters before she dared to stand up, staggered to the house, a room of Uncle Shi's corpse, she found Yun Yan, hugged him and cried loudly.

She called him, Master, Master.

The stingy ghost who loves her the most and loves her the most did not answer.

Why?!" she cried.

It's just that he lives on this mountain as he does his duty, and he has never done anything harmful.

She howled, the last bit of hope in her heart was shattered, and she didn't care if she would be discovered by those fox demons, she just cried, hoping that someone would come to save her, save Master, save Senior Brother Xiaoqi and Yun Qi, and save everyone in Zuotianmen.

Who's going to save everyone, who's going to save me?

She knelt on the ground and cried and begged for a long time, begging all the immortals she knew, from the Jade Emperor to the Queen Mother of the Western Heavens.

O gods and Buddhas of the heavens, none of them responded.

The streams and trees on Changxi Mountain also heard it, and they listened to the girl's weeping and blood pleading, and everything was silent.

- Looking at the world, only on the slope of an unknown hill thousands of miles away, a piece of turf moved slightly.