"Poof"

Feet in cloth boots, stepping into the mud.

Splash muddy water.

Put the best blue robe, stained with stains.

This mountain road is not easy to walk.

There was also heavy rain pouring down.

You can't light a torch in the night, but you can't light the road.

It's rare to choose this kind of weather to travel.

But the man with the umbrella and the sword on his back did not stop.

He didn't care about the mud under his feet and kept going.

Behind him, there were more than a dozen warriors with the same solemn faces, wearing robes and carrying swords.

They marched in the night rain.

Silent very.

"Boom"

The low sound of thunder exploded in the sky.

A flash of light lit up in the heavy rain, illuminating the group of figures traveling alone.

cast their shadows in muddy water.

Rad's elder.

But the light and shadow flickered, and then fell into darkness again.

In front of them, in the cold night rain, their destination could already be seen.

A fishing village under the mountain.

It's not unusual.

But in the rain of the night, the lightning flashed all the time.

Let the shadow shrouded in the fishing village, there is an ominous aura entangled.

It's like a magic city, standing in front of everyone.

At this time, ten days have passed since the Xiaoxiang ceremony.

But the land of Xiaoxiang has not quieted down.

On the contrary, it became more and more treacherous, as if there was a sudden storm.

In just ten days, the entire Xiaoxiang martial arts was involved.

And the source of the storm.

It's in this penniless village in front of you.

"Senior brother, be careful."

A sword-wielding woman said to Dongfang Ce, who was holding an umbrella in front of her.

The latter nodded.

They walked half a pillar of incense, and then they walked in this muddy water, before they came to the deserted village.

Despite the mental preparation.

But what you see, what you see.

It still makes the knights who rushed here feel cold when they look at it.

Outside the village, groups of people felt as if they had lost their souls.

Lying or sitting, gathered outside the fence at the head of the village.

All of them were dull-faced, weak, and their faces were as white as paper.

Just stay there.

It's like this cold rain, hitting the body, and I don't feel anything.

It's lifeless.

It's like the walking dead.

"Brother? Brother! ”

Dongfang Ce squatted down and handed the umbrella to the junior disciples beside him.

He looked at the person in front of him with a solemn face.

The man was in his thirties and wore a black suit.

He threw a knife in his hand and stuck it in the muddy water.

There was no divine light in a pair of eyes, no matter how Dongfang Ce called.

It was as if he couldn't hear it.

"Smack"

Dongfang Ce slapped the man in the cheek.

This blow seemed to wake him up from his wandering dreams.

He turned his head blankly and looked at the young knight in front of him with unfocused eyes.

"What the hell is going on here?"

Dongfang Ce looked around and asked.

Outside the village alone, there are no less than 100 people who have lost their souls like this man.

The village was even more crowded with people.

Only in the small courtyard of the ancestral hall in the village, no one dared to approach.

In the past ten days, I heard strange things and the people from the rivers and lakes who rushed here were like mud cows entering the sea.

Once it comes, there is no life.

It's like a black hole, engulfed no less than three or four hundred people.

There are also more than a dozen Xiaoxiang land, known as the famous masters of the rivers and lakes.

It seems to be a loss here.

But Dongfang Ce rushed to check and found it.

No one died, which made him feel reassured.

But what happened?

His inquiry drew a strange low laugh from the man in front of him.

The man bowed his head and said in a dumb voice:

"I'm waiting to lose."

"Huh?"

Dongfang Ce asked in surprise:

"What lost?"

"Lost!"

The man suddenly burst out, grabbing Dongfang Ce's wrist with both hands.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted like madness:

"I'm waiting to lose!

The soul is not there, and it is taken away by the demon.

If you lose once, you want to win back.

But you can only lose more and more!

That's not people! ”

"That's not people! That's a demon! That's the devil! ”

"Hahaha, I've already lost.

It's your own fault, there's no way to save it, hahahaha. ”

This man said things upside down, and in the end, it was as if he was sick.

The sound of a gloomy laugh, like a night owl, came far away in the night rain.

made the junior brothers and sisters behind Dongfang Ce all get goosebumps.

The man jumped up, threw his boots away, and tread barefoot in the muddy water.

He laughed maniacally and staggered out.

I fell a few times, but I didn't stop.

It seems like he wants to escape from here.

The farther away the better.

"Senior brother."

The disciples of the Pure Yang Sect will have a hairy heart.

They stood in the midst of the walking dead and heard the man's strange cries.

It's like stepping into a ghost.

One by one, they drew their long swords and looked around vigilantly.

Someone asked Dongfang Ce.

The latter stood up and looked at the village.

"Senior brother, you..."

Seeing Dongfang Ce carrying the Xuan Snake Sword and walking towards the village, everyone wanted to stop him, but Dongfang Ce waved his hand to stop him.

He had made up his mind to go into the village to have a look.

Things are so weird here.

He had to see it with his own eyes to learn the truth.

That's what they're here too.

Dongfang Ce entered the village.

The others kept watch outside the village, lest any one stray into it.

Rain.

It's getting bigger.

Dongfang Ce held an umbrella and walked into the village.

He looked around, at the thunder of lightning that kept ringing in the sky.

He could see that all around the village were crowded with people as they were outside the village.

They are all Jianghu people.

All of them were embarrassed and weak.

But the ones in the village are better than those outside the village.

They seem to have some sanity, unoverwhelmed by the horrors.

Some gods chattered, standing in the rain and boxing and practicing swords.

Others knelt on the ground and muttered words in their mouths.

Keep kneeling towards the ancestral hall.

The closer they got to the ancestral hall, the clearer their minds became.

When Dongfang Ce came to the ancestral hall, he could still see some people standing in the heavy rain.

Shouting towards the ancestral hall, his tone was pathetic.

As desired, as prayed.

In the night rain, shadows and shadows.

I can't see the scene clearly from a foot away.

The people in front of me were shouting and dancing wildly in the rain, like a cult scene.

"Please, be gracious!"

"Give it back to us, give it back to us! Please! ”

"Let me fight again!"

"I can win! This time, I can win! ”

Those people shouted some words that Dongfang Ce didn't understand.

He held an umbrella and could tell the crowd.

saw those heroes and heroines who were quite famous in Xiaoxiang, and they were also mixed in the crowd.

Let the raindrops wet your clothes.

They are all embarrassed, and there is no trace of master demeanor.

Dongfang Ce, who watched this scene, was cold all over, and the sword in his hand became tighter and tighter.

But it also made him even more suspicious.

What the hell is it?

Causing these people to be so crazy?

Dongfang Ce stretched out his hand and pushed the person in front of him away.

Walk forward and wait a few steps.

He also saw two women, half-clad and rolling in the rain with several people.

looked crazy, but in front of everyone, he did that reluctantly thing.

Like mad beasts, look at their demeanor.

It's as if in despair, completely lost consciousness.

This...

Dongfang Ce's face was even more ugly.

These people are shouting and screaming.

But no one dared to get five feet close to the courtyard.

It's as if there is an invisible line that draws out the forbidden land.

Wait for Dongfang Ce to walk within five feet of the small courtyard.

All the shouts.

At this moment, it stopped abruptly.

From that crazy chaos, it suddenly became extremely quiet.

All that remained was the ticking of the night rain on the eaves of the ground.

And the roaring gasps of the few men who had joined together like beasts.

This change shocked Dongfang Ce.

He looked back and saw a group of people behind him, standing in the rain, like stone sculptures.

They all looked at him with straight eyes.

There was strange joy in the eyes, but there was also pity.

There are also some jealousy curses.

It's like...

It's like looking at a new sacrifice that is about to be thrown into the mouth of a monster.

It was crushed by the bite of the monster again.

"Hahahaha, let's fight, let's fight.

If you win, I will thank you and be a cow and a horse for you. ”

A woman lying on the ground, ignoring the body of the man behind her.

The originally pretty face was full of deep madness.

She gasped for breath and screamed:

"If you lose, you will fall into this Soul Eater Jedi, just like us."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, little handsome man.

Win or lose, the old lady will 'treat' you well.

Hahaha. ”

That shrill scream was not so much a "blessing".

It's not so much a curse.

The reflection of Dongfang Ce's heart was cold.

But having reached this point, he did not want to retreat.

Stretching out his hand and pushing, the door of the small courtyard in front of him was pushed open.

Seeing him walk into the hospital, the crowd behind him suddenly let out a burst of manic cheers.

The crazy women also seemed to be louder.

It's like cheering.

But in the yard, it's quiet.

When the courtyard gate is closed, a wall separates it like two worlds.

Keep all those despair and madness out of the hospital.

Dongfang Ce raised his head.

On the steps of the small ancestral hall in front of me, there is a square table.

On top is a fragrant sake.

There was a familiar person, sitting at the square table, holding a flask, pouring himself a drink.

He was the only one here, in the center of this city surrounded by hundreds of walking dead.

There was only that man.

White shirt and black robe, with broken hair.

He has a well-repaired mustache.

With black fists in both hands, and under his left arm, there is a dangling sword jade.

Other than that, there is no long body.

He seemed to be slightly drunk.

In this ghost in the world, his eyes couldn't be opened.

Nor do they look at people.

It's like a drunken fairy, raising a wine glass and drinking it all.

When he put down his glass, he sighed.

"Hmm, there's a new person coming?

I hope you can last a little longer.

In the past ten days, Shen has been very bored.

I'm really hungry for worthy opponents. ”

"Brother Shen, you..."

Dongfang Ce, who was holding an umbrella, was stunned.

Although someone has long guessed.

In the past ten days, the mysterious disappearance of the people in the rivers and lakes in Xiaoxiang is related to the demon Shen Qiu.

But there is no one who can go back to the people who have come here.

So no one can confirm this rumor.

Looking at it now, Dongfang Ce found out.

The rumors turned out to be true.

The tragedy of this fishing village, the ghosts in the world, was really caused by Shen Qiu.

This call seemed to wake Shen Qiu up from his drunkenness.

He opened his eyes and glanced down the hall.

Just as a flash of thunder flashed across the sky.

In the heavy rain, the figure of Dongfang Ce was illuminated.

"Well, it's the East."

Shen Qiu laughed and stood up.

He said to Dongfang Ce very enthusiastically:

"Come on, come on, this table of banquets, Shen alone is not interesting at all.

It just so happened that a friend was here, so he was drunk with Shen. ”

"Those people in the village..."

Dongfang Ce had just started when he was interrupted by Shen Qiu.

"Today, old friends get together, don't talk about these troubled things, only talk about friends.

Come, drink this glass of wine first, warm up. ”

Shen Qiu picked up the wine jug and poured a glass into the wine glass.

But Dongfang Ce did not move.

He asked:

"Brother Shen, what's wrong with those people outside the village?"

Shen Qiu's action of pouring wine stopped.

He looked up, and his tone became a little colder.

Say:

"Friends, good day, do you have to say this? What a disappointment.

Dongfang, don't ask more, come and sit. ”

"Nope."

Dongfang Ce held an umbrella and said:

"Wine can be drunk at any time.

Tell me first, what exactly did you do? ”

"Ugh."

Shen Qiu sighed, he was stunned.

"It seems that in Dongfang's heart, Shen's friend is not as good as those stinky fish and shrimp outside.

That's it, today's good mood is completely gone.

If you really want to know, then I'll tell you.

Shen.

Played a game with them. ”

Shen Qiu grinned, he stroked the sword jade, and said to Dongfang Ce:

"Those people are very ignorant.

always uses self-imagination to define people like Shen.

They called Shen a demon of the left way.

I just want to equate it with the murderer of the Demon Cult.

But no.

No, Oriental.

You Jianghu people are very shallow-eyed.

I've never seen a real demon outsider.

What did Shen do?

Very simple. ”

Shen Qiu stood up straight, his tone as cold as ice.

He said:

Shen showed them the real purgatory on earth.

And they freaked out.

You've seen it along the way.

The poor worms crushed by despair.

Self-righteous arrogance.

Jealousy from the bottom of my heart.

Anger when taken away.

In times of despair, the laziness of hoping for salvation from others.

The endless greed for the secret treasure martial arts, the stupidity created.

If the craving is like gluttony.

There is also the unbridled explosion of lust after being crushed.

Indulge in fun like a beast.

Trying to dispel fear with pleasure.

You can see it clearly, the East.

Everyone knows that there is a yellow spring in the world, but they have never seen it.

Therefore, Shen opened the door of Huangquan for them.

Let them take a good look. ”

He flicked his fingers, and the glass full of fine wine flew like an arrow.

fell into the hands of Dongfang Ce, and the wine did not leak.

He said:

"It's a little hopeful, if you lose once, you won't play.

A truly wise man is unlikely to set foot here.

I can come here.

Either hopelessly stupid.

Either it's a hero like you who wants to save people.

Orient, for your sake.

I advise you. ”

Shen Qiu stood in the heavy rain with his hands behind his back, and said softly:

"Just as, nothing happened.

Just take it and see nothing.

Drink the glass and turn away.

This place is ghostly, and it is not a clean person like you who should come.

Wait for a left-handed demon like Shen to have enough.

I'll give them a way to go. ”

In the midst of heavy rain.

Inside the ancestral hall.

Under Shen Qiu's gaze, Dongfang Ce looked at the wine glass in his hand.

A bolt of lightning streaked across the night sky, illuminating a glimmer of darkness.

Let Dongfang Ce see his own eyes from the rippling wine glass.

"Smack"

Wine is sprinkled on the floor.

The white jade wine glass shattered.

The oil-paper umbrella also slipped from his hand and was falling in the heavy rain.

Raindrops run along the umbrella surface and converge into small streams.

The mellow wine is also washed into the cold night rain.

"Wow"

The serpent is unsheathed.

The cold light blooms in the night.

Dongfang Ce looked at Shen Qiu above, and said:

"Let them go, Brother Shen, I know you're not such a wicked person!

Why do you do such evil deeds? ”

"East..."

Shen Qiu held his hands behind his shoulders and looked at the seven-cut swordsman standing with a sword in front of him.

On a cold, rainy night, he whispered:

"You don't understand why I'm doing this.

You're standing in front of me with so much courage, and you're as stupid as those stinky fish and shrimp.

Do you really know what kind of person I am?

You want to play this game too, right?

I see in your righteous eyes a desire to try.

You think you're going to win.

You're not afraid of a challenge.

But you're really no different from them.

Look at the way you hold your sword.

Probably indulged in force. ”

Shen Qiu buckled Jian Yu.

He said:

"Well, then come and save them.

also saved Shen...

A living demon who has come too far. ”