It's not the right choice.

Takimiao didn't want to get entangled with them - it wasn't difficult to kill or outrun the two girls, but he clearly underestimated their abilities. He felt a panic in his heart, a familiar feeling that accompanied an irrepressible force. There was some swelling and pain on the side of the shoulder blade, like something was walking under the skin and about to break out of the cocoon.

Then, something sharper, sharper, is still stirring in the body.

Sister Yun noticed something strange and wanted to change the melody to another song.

"Two girls, slow down."

Stopping in front of the embarrassed Takimiao, Jiyuejun mentioned Huangquan Ling. The Yun sisters' hands were pressed on the strings, and the rhythm faded in an instant. They looked at each other for a moment, saw who was coming, but hesitated for a moment before plucking the strings again.

This time it was an extremely harsh sound, and it made one wonder how they managed to play this effect with the gonghou lute. Even Jiyue-kun covered his ears so that the stinging pain would be relieved.

The girls really don't give face, and they dare to do even the six impermanences, Jiyuejun thought secretly.

He had heard from Shanhai that the two of them had received a reward from Miss Zhu Tong before they made a move on Takimiao. But knowing his identity, he still didn't mean to stop...... Those who dare to ignore even the six impermanent dissuasions will only have one kind of organization on the rivers and lakes.

"You're from the Left Gate?"

It was soon getting dark, and the clouds in the west were a brilliant red. Tomorrow will be another good day.

It's a quiet alley. People are on the noisy streets, one after another, they start to collect their stalls and go home, and some people who do evening business have just come over with their belongings and are slowly sorting things out. It's so quiet that no one looks at this remote, dimming corner.

The intricate stone-brick alleys of Wule City are a feature left over from the old times. After the paving of new, more spacious avenues, they gradually faded into oblivion. Only playful children and animals like to walk here, but adults always warn them that these places are too dangerous, and that they should go to the bright and wide roads, or they will be captured by youkai hiding in the shadows.

Today, there is not necessarily a youkai here, but there is a man dressed in black who walks by silently.

No one noticed him, except ...... The woman in the distance.

The woman was on a high and distant top floor. Below was the laughter of the crowd, but she was alone, staring at her target walking in the shadows, and slowly pulled the bow rope.

For the six realms of impermanence, it is still a privilege to kill a few demons and a few people without having to bear the punishment.

She raised her birch bow slightly, deflecting the arrow as her target moved slowly. There was no wind today, and the sun's rays gave her time to adjust a little, making it a good time to hunt.

If he disappears.

As long as he disappears.

"You can't kill him."

Ye Yuejun was shocked, but her hands did not tremble in the slightest, perhaps it was years of experience that made her form a body memory of holding the bow smoothly. It wasn't that she didn't feel that someone was coming, but the faint aura was ignored by her as an illusion. She was too focused, and the aura of the comer was well hidden, even if she was completely unaware, it was not impossible.

But she was aware of it, but chose to ignore it. This made Ye Yuejun very dissatisfied with herself.

But she was even more dissatisfied with the comer.

"You can't kill him." Immortal Moon Jun continued.

Ye Yuejun's hands didn't move in the slightest, and his eyes didn't look at him. She said lightly:

"Do I need to ask you for advice on what I killed? Or do you think I'm regressing? ”

"Oh, I didn't mean that," Immortal Moon Jun waved his hand again and again, taking a step closer, "I just hope that your target is not him." Otherwise, I'll be very troubled. ”

This time, Ye Yuejun looked at him. She turned her head, the bow and arrow in her hand still steady, unshaken. Immortal Moon's tone was familiar to her, and it wasn't the first time she'd heard something like that in the past few hundred years. It's like a ...... A child who gets a new toy, or a hunter who discovers new prey.

It's a bit of both, probably.

"You mean, I'm not allowed to make a move on the surname Tang?"

"Well, you can try it."

"When did you like to hang out with humans? Or is it just ...... as before?"

"It's the same, but it's not the same," Immortal Moon Jun cocked his finger, "he was more ...... Especially, more useful, and much more interesting. Don't you find it interesting? Human beings struggle with what they cling to, and I am moved by the scene. ”

"Hmph," Ye Yuejun mocked, "and only you will find it interesting." ”

"You're going to find it interesting, too...... Ah, I mean, you in the past. Now you don't mean anything at all. Give up a long life and become a lowly and weak species like humans. Well...... Not really, you did get a much longer, almost endless amount of time, so giving up the demon bones and casting a mortal body is just talking, that's your purpose? ”

It's getting a lot darker. If you don't aim at the target again, I'm afraid you will miss the last light of the day. But at this time, Ye Yuejun's bow and arrow moved very smoothly, aiming straight at the owner of the noise. On the horizontal plane, the weapon in her hand did not even fluctuate in the slightest. She only twisted her upper body, still standing like a rock from the waist down. Her expression was too.

"It's really incredible. You've got your wish, but ...... Are you human? ”

Ye Yuejun suddenly smiled.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ye Yuejun's arms suddenly turned over, and he pulled out his bow with lightning speed and released arrows. That direction didn't belong to the Immortal Moon Monarch, but the previous target, but in the time that this conversation was delayed, she had calculated the distance that the target had walked, as if her eyes had been staring. This arrow, like an arrow always pointing at that person, was precise to the millimeter, and the force was definitely enough to pierce a granite stone wall.

She didn't have to look to know that the arrow would hit its target, if nothing else.

Of course, the accident happened right in front of her. Immortal Moon Jun disappeared in front of her almost instantly, and in an instant, she turned into a pinch of red flames, chasing the bursting arrows. The living fire was entangled with the arrow, winding around its left and right. In the distance, a flaming fire arrow could be seen galloping, and a crimson trail cut a hideous crack in the dark sky, and the crack was still spreading wildly.

In an instant, the horizontal knife was unsheathed, adding a moment of cold light to the dim night. Immediately afterward, a huge flame exploded at the side of the sword-wielder, like thunder, like a torrent, like a mountain shaking the ground.

"Don't be nervous."

The wanton black hair and flames were intertwined, shaking him so much that he couldn't open his eyes. He frowned in displeasure, and when the fire dissipated, he clearly saw that the left hand of the Immortal Moon Monarch, who was standing side by side with him, was tightly clutching a flaming wooden arrow. The hot fire blackened the wooden arrows and tail feathers, turning into a handful of toner that slipped from his fingers.

The tip of the arrow had sunk into his sideburns, and he carefully pulled it out and flicked it aside.

“…… Who? Tang He turned around and asked.

The archers in the distance had drawn three arrows from their quivers, turned them sideways, and rested them on the strings.

"And."

It was still happening in a moment's time—the remnants of the bowstring had not yet subsided, and three sharp arrows rained down from the sky. The two reacted almost instinctively, and were not hurt in the slightest. Immortal Moon Jun turned his face sideways in an instant, and his long hair was thrown aside from his shoulders. When Tang He looked at his turned face, his mouth was in the center of the arrow; The other arrow was still caught by him with one hand, and there was no suspense.

The last arrow pierced deep into the wall behind Tang He, and it didn't stir up the slightest ripple like entering the water. But from the tail end, the arrow was clearly split in two by a thunderous blade.

The Immortal Moon Monarch exerted a slight force, his sharp teeth like knives clenched the hard wooden branch, and the arrow in his hand and mouth were broken in two at the same time. Four broken arrows fell to the ground, and he didn't look at them again.

"It's a long story, it's an old acquaintance."

Tang He put the knife back into its sheath and sneered: "There are many friends, and the road is as difficult as it is." ”

"Well, let's do each other," Immortal Moon Jun spat out the sawdust in his mouth, "I have no enemies, but my friends hate me to the core." ”

After this conversation, Ye Yuejun's bowstring was still trembling slightly.

She put her bow back on her back and left the high ground. The result of the failure was what she expected, and she didn't really want to get rid of the onmyoji who was in the way. There are many ways to let him settle down, but she didn't expect that this will never include Hongxuan's long night...... Some kind of "preference".

Things are getting more and more troublesome.

She was first on her way to Fangchun Temple, where an old friend of hers was located. Not surprisingly, her partner should have been there waiting for her.

Tang He just went to a remote area for a meal. That area is the farthest away from the yamen, and the closest to gossip.

Without Hanying Tower, many good people gathered in this place. People underestimate it here, saying that there are rumors that the Takifu case in Cangyu City next door was done by a monster, so the yamen couldn't close the case and couldn't catch anyone. There is also some gossip that it is not a monster, but a rare half-monster.

The fat powder shop in the depths of Flower Alley that has not been open for 10,000 years, the proprietress came back at some point and said that it would be in business for a while. Anyone who understands knows that she is buying the blood of a half-demon at a high price. As for the identity of the murderer in Nataki Mansion, it is also the news she released.

But it sounded like nothing he needed. He already knew most of the content, and a lot of it was heard from Miss Zhu Tong's mouth. He still has a lot of money on hand, and he is not short of this money, and it is a waste of time and energy to hunt down an unpopular and maybe weak half-demon. He needed more other, valuable information.

For example, Ten Thousand Ghosts.

Humans don't know much about the Ten Thousand Ghosts, and when he heard the news from here, he didn't really have much hope, just stopping by for dinner. Compared to the gossip that is well known, there is no sound about this matter. If you want to really inquire about it, it's more cost-effective to ask the youkai - after all, it's the memories of the dead youkai. The impact is no less than saying that the book of life and death of the Yama Demon has been thrown into the world, and whoever finds it will be able to cross out his name like the stone monkey.

However, the words on the Ten Thousand Ghost Chronicles cannot be easily changed, and those blood inks will cause immeasurable consequences. This doesn't seem to have anything to do with Tang He, as long as the Immortal Moon Monarch will make it. But the problem is that he can't accumulate the so-called "hope" on others little by little. The more you add, the more you will hurt once you overturn.

In other words – he doesn't play uncertain games, even if the mistake is one in 10,000.