From Xiaoxiang, go to Huainan, to Qilu.

It's been a smooth ride.

Shen Qiu and his brother tried their best to keep it mysterious and not want to be noticed by others, but the problem was that their mystery seemed to be a little too high-profile.

The Black King's trap horse has many benefits.

It doesn't get tired.

Even if Xiao Tie did not activate the steam engine of Na Ai Dacha with the holy flame, and charged it with a winch and clockwork, it could still run and walk without stopping.

Twelve hours of continuous running shortened the journey time.

It is exceptionally sturdy.

Because it was a prototype, Ai Dacha used the same design method as Tiangang Jia to make it.

The outer layer is armored, the middle layer is thick leather, and the inner layer is stainless steel.

Even if it is affected by the battle and is damaged, it can be repaired quickly.

With some fur methods that Shen Qiu learned from doing chores around Ai Dacha, it can also be easily repaired.

Finally, it won't be afraid.

And because of its heavy body, it has enough destructive power when it gallops, and the structure is extremely strong, allowing it to make a sprint stop that flesh and blood can't do.

Especially when Xiao Tie rode it into battle, this three-meter-tall trap beast turned into a crazy little tank.

In the violent collision, there is almost no enemy.

But there are many advantages.

The disadvantages are also obvious.

As I said before, it's too high-profile.

Don't talk about the charlatans.

Even the Northern Korean troops stationed on the border between the Central Plains and Huainan could easily spot it.

But this doesn't seem to be a problem.

After all, Shen Qiu is famous, and a little self-aware Jianghu guest will not take the initiative to come to give people away.

The northern army set up an ambush, but after being defeated by Xiao Tie alone, he also calmed down.

The rest of the way, no one bothered.

It's just a low-key secret, it's already difficult to do, and when they stepped into the land of Qilu, the news of the demon Shen Qiu's coming and going to Qilu had already spread in advance on this land.

Yinlou, who hated this group of people so much, tried to form an ambush in secret.

But the people in the rivers and lakes who were very keen on "eradicating rape and eliminating evil" in the past reacted very indifferently this time.

In addition to the happy Penglai ghosts, there were only a few responders. To paraphrase? That is? Times have changed.

The sharpness of the fangs of the left demon has made people smell and change? It's chilling to watch.

After the evil spread all over the rivers and lakes? Everyone scolded and couldn't wait to die with it? But when it's time to start fighting, charlatans? But collectively silenced and searched.

No one is stupid.

That troubled the rivers and lakes? The perverse demon is now in his wings, and his means are very powerful.

Very reliable gossip said that Shen Qiu had reached the realm of the half-step heavenly list.

If you want to restrain him, you have to be a senior in the rivers and lakes like the Demon Sword He Lichuan Daxia? Or the master of the heavenly list comes forward.

They're these cattle.

Just wave the flag and shout on the sidelines.

Jinling's Evil Punishment Conference? The soul-snatching tragedy in the land of Xiaoxiang is already a clear lesson.

Those who don't believe in evil and jump the most happily in the rivers and lakes have their heads smashed by Shen Qiu.

When the rest of the people talked about this left-handed demon, their words were too elegant and easy-going.

In a word? It is impossible to send to death.

Only verbal scolding, and stay away from this? In order to walk the rivers and lakes safely.

Besides.

Digging for treasure, isn't it fragrant?

Why bother with a tendon of the head iron? Hit that demon in the hand?

Can't afford to mess with.

Can't we hide?

In such a bad situation.

Walking all the way to Qinglong Mountain, let Shen Qiu, who was originally looking forward to a big job? Very disappointed.

The roadblocks were silent.

Along the way? There are still green forest cottages and small sects? Offer to give gifts for peace.

This is outrageous!

What about the good and the evil that are not compatible?

Shen Qiu accepted the gift, quite excited.

In the carriage that kept moving forward, he leaned on the coffin of Qiu Buping, and said to Xiao Tie, who was riding on the Black King in front of him:

"Move the mountain, you go and inquire, among these forces that sent gifts, pick a few unclean ones, and arrange them in the past few days."

"Huh?"

Xiao Tie asked in a puzzled tone:

"Big brother, haven't you already received a gift? Isn't that a good way to do that? ”

Shen Qiu squinted his eyes and sank into a dream.

In the moment when the flow of time slows down in vain.

He couldn't lift his spirits and said:

"It's me Shen Qiu who received their gifts, what does it have to do with your hatred of the mountain? Besides, your third uncle has been suppressing bandits, why is there still a green forest in Qilu?

Go help him. ”

In the next moment, the dream unfolded, and Shen Qiu fell into a gloomy place.

This is a newly opened fantasy area.

There was nothing but darkness. There are only a few hundred remnants of the ghostly spirits.

With a pale flickering light, flying around in the darkness.

Seeing Shen Qiu coming over to this yellow spring scene. The noisy screaming remnants fell silent.

One by one, like the most docile servants, they landed in front of Shen Qiu.

Listening to the sect master's words, although these souls are all incomplete and weak, there is a huge gap between them and the complete soul.

But there is spiritual warmth, and there is no dust to teach the method of spiritual cultivation.

In the ten times the time of the dream, they have all cultivated into a crippled soul, and as long as there is an aura remaining, it will not be wiped out.

"As the saying goes, raise soldiers for a thousand days, and use soldiers for a while."

Shen Qiu was also polite.

He flicked his fingers and said straight to the point:

"This sect master now wants to choose seven right-hand men, return to the mortal world, and drive for me, I need six men and one woman, so I will fight and choose the strongest seven.

Don't waste time.

Let's get practiced. ”

The remnant souls who had been living in this Huangquan dream for many years and hated each other were shaken up when they heard that they could return to reality.

The ghostly glow of light turned into a figure.

There was no need for Shen Qiu's arrangement, they were caught and killed one by one, and the big brawl started immediately.

Shen Qiupan sat in the dark void.

While operating the true qi of Lethe, the innocence qi of the future is constantly compressed and purified.

Transformed into a more condensed innate Qi, while watching with interest, watching the souls below fight.

can be thrown into this Yellow Springs dream.

They are all from Jinling and Xiaoxiang, carefully selected.

A ruthless villain like the Tibetan woman Zhuoma has long been thrown into the dream refining aura.

The rest of these are a little flawed, but barely decent.

In Shen Qiu's words.

It's just that there is still salvation.

The Lechuan Sect is not a garbage can, and Shen Qiu does not accept everyone.

He looked at the hundreds of remnant souls in front of him, and thought in his heart.

These gods and souls are the hole cards he used to deal with the old ghosts of Penglai.

Shen Qiu didn't have that much time to persuade these masters to help.

You have to cast it.

Whether you like it or not, tie up the chariot first.

Anyway, Penglai is really extinct in the world, everyone has no good fruit to eat, although it is quite evil to draw people's souls, but to fight poison with poison.

It Penglai uses.

I'm Lethe...

Just don't use it?

That night, in the burning green forest cottage, the black-armored swordsman dragged his sword and strode out of the ironic hall of righteousness, which was strummed with corpses and mostly collapsed.

It is not difficult to destroy this cottage in the troubled township.

There are not many masters here, and Xiao Tie feels that he hasn't even finished warming up.

"Smack"

A bloody hand grabbed Xiao Tie's cold iron boots.

He looked back, and in the light of the fire, a bandit with a bloody face was staring at him with a distorted face.

"You, you don't preach morality! Obviously, obviously accepted me and waited..."

"Friends."

At the sound of the collision of the armor pieces, Xiao Tie squatted down.

Grab the bloody hand and pull it apart little by little.

He said in a hoarse voice:

"You are a bandit in the green forest, and you are moralizing with me and these leftist demons, isn't it appropriate?

Besides, it was Shen Qiu who received the gift, and it was Shen Qiu who coexisted peacefully with you, what does it have to do with me?

Qiu is very busy tonight, and he will go to the field in a while.

Say a few words and wait for death with peace of mind.

Don't send it.

I'm leaving. ”

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A few days later, early in the morning.

The strange trap beast, dragging a calm and atmospheric carriage, stepped on the mountain road of Qinglong Mountain.

It's still the original scenery, but it's no longer human.

The traces of right and wrong have long disappeared on this mountain.

In its place, there was a semi-permanent military camp.

This is the base camp of the Qilu bandit army, so that the good men of the green forest have a long history of Qilu bandits, and the ghost scholar Wu Shifeng sits here all the year round.

However, in order to respond to the surprise attack launched by Weihou on Yanjing, most of the bandit army in the past is now stationed in Heze, and what remains in Qinglong Mountain is only a reserve army.

The number of people is not large, just over a thousand people.

But the army is extraordinary, and the leaders are all former leaders of the non-village, and now they are also mixed with the miscellaneous officers of some guerrilla generals.

transformed into a military attache of the imperial court.

Xiao Tie rode on the saddle of the Black Throne, he had a ghostly face on his face, and he couldn't see the expression, but the upgraded Tiangang armor became thicker and more hideous, matching with the trap beast under his crotch.

Make him look like a butcher in the Yellow Springs.

And not like a warrior in the world.

He didn't look at the bandit soldiers and soldiers displayed on both sides of the mountain road, among which those old soldiers and school officers, many of them were people from the right and wrong village, and they were displayed here today to welcome the return of the enemy to his roots.

One by one, they have mixed emotions in their hearts.

But no one dared to step forward to stop the return of the king of Qinglong Mountain.

They feel guilty.

Just like Wu Shifeng waiting at the end of the mountain road.

They are traitors.

It's the mountain, the traitor of the land.

To this day, they are still not forgiven by the remnants of the village led by the elder of the Heluo Gang, Lang Mutou.

"Get out of the way!"

When the Black King came to the end of the mountain road with the rhythmic clicking sound of the mechanism creation, Xiao Tie saw Wu Shifeng who was also wearing a mask in front of him from the ghost's eyes.

He said in a dumb voice:

"Don't stop my father from coming home, and don't stain my father's eyes!"

"I..."

Wu Shifeng wanted to say something, but after a few breaths, he still silently moved out of the way, and the black king continued to move forward with the carriage, and this scene was seen by the soldiers of the bandit army.

Some were indignant.

What is it like to be in a village.

They don't know.

But the long history of suppressing bandits led them across Qilu to exterminate bandits.

What is done is a truly good deed for the benefit of the country and the people.

The leader of Wu treated the soldiers leniently, the rewards and punishments were clear, and the bandits were invincible in the past few years, and the reputation of the people in the land of Qilu was extremely high.

Everyone is convinced of such heroes.

How can you see him being so humiliated now?

But before the impulsive soldiers could act, they were appeased by the old soldiers.

I don't know what's going on, so I'm naturally angry.

But if you know the story that happened in this mountain a few years ago, you will know that this scene today is the right thing to do.

"Come on."

When Wu Shifeng hesitated whether to follow, the black carriage passed by him, the door curtain opened, and a hand with black fist gloves stretched out from it.

It's like an invitation.

Shen Qiu's voice came.

Wu Shifeng hesitated, then jumped into the carriage, and heard Shen Qiu in the carriage say softly:

"Three masters, don't care."

"After all, moving mountains is a young man's nature, and it is about his father, and it is inevitable that there will be some pimples in his heart, but the owner of the enemy village really did not blame you that day, and you also came to send him back to his roots, and the owner of the enemy village also agreed in his heart.

After all, I brothers.

The bond is hard to break. ”

Hearing Shen Qiu's words, Wu Shifeng's expression did not change much.

But the melancholy in my heart became more and more intense.

Shen Qiu spoke, Xiao Tie had a knot in his heart, but he no longer stopped the ghost scholar from accompanying him.

The Black King stopped outside the military tent.

Xiao Tie carried his father's coffin alone and went to the back mountain.

Shen Qiu and Wu Shifeng followed.

When they bring back the mountain.

At the front of those various graves, next to the tomb of the second master Liu Junshan, a grave has been dug and a stone tablet has been dug.

There is nothing written on the stele, it is purely a commemoration.

"I dug it with my own hands last night."

Wu Shifeng stood aside.

Seeing Xiao Tie put his father's coffin into the tomb, he carried his hands behind his back and said to Shen Qiu beside him:

"Knowing that the soul of the big boss returned, my heart was very happy, one day and one night, I flew back from Heze to this place, and the second brother was very lonely here.

Now that the eldest brother has returned, all the brothers have knowledge.

The anger and resentment in my heart may also subside. ”

Shen Qiu did not respond.

He just quietly watched as Xiao Tie pulled out his shovel and laid dirt on the tomb one by one.

After a few breaths, he suddenly spoke:

"Three masters, you may not know that since a thousand years ago, there has been no reincarnation of Huangquan in this world, and after the death of all beings, the soul will escape between heaven and earth.

What reincarnation is is actually a false statement.

It's just that some souls have no worries, and they dissipate quickly.

If there is still aura, these people who are concerned will turn into ghosts and spirits, hovering in the world, unwilling to leave. ”

Shen Qiu looked at the graves all over the mountains.

Lying here are all the heroes and heroes who died in the 14 years of the village.

He stretched out his hand and placed it on Wu Shifeng's shoulder.

"Don't think about it too much, go ahead, hand a bowl of wine to the deceased, and wash the dust for the big boss who has returned from a long trip."

A gust of mountain wind blew, blowing Wu Shifeng's robe.

Revealing his half-burned skin.

Xiao Tie stood in front of the tombstone, watching Wu Shifeng hold the wine bowl in his hand, drinking half of it himself, pouring the remaining half of the wine in front of the tombstone, and holding the tombstone, crying.

Shen Qiu glanced at the sword jade hanging on his wrist, and then at the ghost scholar who knelt down.

A smile curled into his mouth.

Turn around and walk away.

"He has never left you, and your brothers have never left, and if you have regrets in your life, you don't have to wait until after death to tell your brothers.

Let's look forward to the day when we will see each other again, and wait with hope.

That day will definitely come, and it shouldn't be too far away. ”