Sword Mountain, a certain hall of the ancestral longevity hall.

An ever-bright lamp emitted a quiet light, and the faces reflected by the light were not good-looking, and they seemed to have a bad complexion, hanging their heads and frowning and bowing their heads.

"It is basically certain that Yan Yici's death was the work of that Xiao Jian, and the murder weapon was the Luo Qing sword. ”

But the Yan family doesn't believe it, Yan Yici is the hope of the Yan family in the future, in this way, it is equivalent to cutting off the incense of the Yan family, and it is terrible that after Yan Yici died, the Yan family simply verbally informed Jian Shan, and insisted that Yan Yici died under the sword of Luo Qing in Jianshan, and there was no formal negotiation, which coincided with the scene that day without the presence of the Yan family, unless someone can come out to testify, then Luo Qingjian was snatched by Xiao Jiansheng, and this person must have enough prestige. ”

"Who can testify?"

"There should be no problem with Yu Zhenren in the South China Sea, he was present at the time, but unfortunately, Yu Zhenren has returned to the South China Sea, and he can't seek the truth for a while, but there is still one person, if he is willing to come forward, he should be able to convince the Yan family. ”

"Who?"

"Elder Ma Xingkong, in fact, it is most suitable for his old man to come forward. ”

"Difficult! After the trip to Mafu Sword Mountain, Elder Ma has already left Sword Mountain, as for where he went, I'm afraid no one knows, this matter can't be delayed, and it needs to be solved as soon as possible, otherwise once the Yan family is blamed, Sword Mountain will not feel good. ”

There are many people talking, but in the end they couldn't come up with a foolproof plan, Huo Qingcheng hammered a few cases, and said in a low voice: "I have to say, Xiao Jiansheng's trick of borrowing a knife to kill people is very clever, this time Yan Yici had an accident, not only pulled Jianshan in, but the Ma family was also the target of suspicion, but the Yan family didn't dare to do anything about the Ma family, this tone can only be sprinkled on the head of Jianshan, admire!"

Just when everyone was about to disperse, a person hurriedly walked in, and immediately stuffed a paper scroll into Huo Qingcheng's hand, Huo Qingcheng hurriedly opened it, took a few careful looks, raised his eyebrows, and said with a faint smile: "Who will this swordsman be, he can slaughter half of Qinhuang Ancient Town overnight, his strength should not be weak, although the people in Qinhuang Ancient Town should be damned, but so many people died at once, it will inevitably cause a sensation in the entire rivers and lakes." ”

Huo Qingcheng laughed intriguingly a few times, making everyone present a little confused, and then, Huo Qingcheng looked at the person who delivered the letter and asked in a low voice: "Has this matter ever been a bit eyebrow-raising?"

The person who sent the letter hesitated for a moment and said: "They were all injured by the knife, there are two key points, first, the murderous knife is not owned by the current people, and secondly, the knife carries a kind of desolation consciousness, so the seniors implore the mountain master to go to the fast knife gate, maybe you can find a breakthrough in them." ”

Huo Qingcheng immediately got up and said in surprise: "How do you say it?"

The messenger of the letter sputtered, "According to the wounds, those people should have been dead for at least a thousand years. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was amazed, if this person could not be trusted, how could he dare to believe it, it was simply a big joke in the world.

This night, Huo Qingcheng was anxious.

He stayed up all night, he was thinking about whether to go to Kuaidaomen, he hadn't moved for decades, because Su Jianning's matter and Kuaidaomen had been unpleasant, and it was a question of whether people would receive him.

It was almost early in the morning, Huo Qingcheng remembered the incident of Qin Huang Ancient Town again, and vaguely felt that this matter was a little unusual, he had never heard of such a strange thing, what kind of swordsman should have this kind of killing ability.

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At noon, Huo Qingcheng received an urgent letter again, the letter was from someone in the Fengtian Dynasty, the general meaning was that he only glanced at it a few times, and had already decided to go to Kuaidaomen even if he sold this kind of old face.

Fast knife door, not only the knife is fast, but also the past swordsmen in the world have to respect a grandfather, back then can be on an equal footing with Jianshan, naturally there are people in the door, there are also knives, if you can invite the knife, maybe you can solve many mysteries.

......

Just when the people of Jianshan wanted to find Ma Xingkong, he was in a place where no one could find it, there were no people here, and there were even few plants and trees, and the earth had already been cut off by the wind knife, revealing the bright red and blood-like soil inside.

In the middle of the red soil, there was a small shack that could only protect itself from the wind and rain, and there was nothing in the small shack, only waste paper all over the floor, which was stained with a little ink stain, and a pen with undried ink hung on the wall of the shack.

A few feet away from the shack, Ma Xingkong, who was wearing a cloak, was sitting on the ground, his face was covered with dust, and the corners of his mouth and eyes were the same, it seemed that he could only see a pair of slightly tired eyes, his eyes were staring at a few books on the ground, a total of three, these books seemed to be like a pile of waste paper, but looking at Ma Xingkong's serious eyes, it was definitely not ordinary waste paper, they were the most precious waste paper in the world, the Nine Days Testament.

It seems that he has been sitting here for a long time, Ma Xingkong looks a little rickety, about noon, the sun is shining warmly, Ma Xingkong seems to have been stimulated, suddenly raised his head, scolded at the high sky, and then raised his hands high, as if to welcome something to come down, after a few breaths, something really came, it was a ball of white light from the sky, the white light piled up on his hands like a cloud, more and more, looking like a ball of cotton.

When there was enough cotton, Ma Xingkong said something, and then, the cotton turned into silk, and the wisps flowed into the three books underground, and after a while, as if injecting life into the three books, the pages of the books unfolded automatically.

What's even more bizarre is that every time the page is unfolded, the words inside jump out, and the virtual and the real overlap in one place, and it is difficult to distinguish which book belongs to each other, and it seems that after a long time, all three books are turned from beginning to end, and all the words in them are revealed.

At this moment, Ma Xingkong raised his head, looked at the tens of thousands of characters suspended above his head, and shouted, "Kerong!"

Then, the dense characters began to collide with each other, and in the end, each character became like a sharp knife, fighting each other and cutting each other......

The sun was setting lazily, and Ma Xingkong became more and more tired, he tore his pale hair vigorously, and repeatedly recited in his mouth: "Why doesn't it work, why doesn't it work, it must be that little slut who did something from it, the old man wants her to look good, and the old man wants the horse to be good-looking......"

The staccato sound was swallowed up by the night wind.

......

In the same wild, with the sky as the quilt and the earth as the bed, a very narrow river, there are two people, a man and a woman, in the grass, each pillow on a narrow river pebble, four feet quietly in the slowly flowing water, occasionally naughty little fish have come over and peck a few times on the toe of the toe, the two are very close, but they can't see each other, and there is a dog's tail grass a few feet high in between.

I don't know if it's comfortable to lie like this

It was very pleasant, they had not moved for a long time, the sun was gradually blocked by the mountain to the west, the light began to fall, and the earth began to be quiet.

At this moment, the woman gently touched the man with her toes and whispered, "Hey, I'm hungry." ”

The man ignored it, and continued to close his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, the woman clamped the man's toes between her toes and whispered, "Hey, I'm really hungry, I don't believe it, my stomach is rumbling." ”

The man still didn't pay attention.

The woman turned over and got up, quietly broke a piece of green grass, itched on the man's neck and open chest, the man finally opened his eyes tiredly, looked at the woman, and asked, "You said that Ma Xingkong will take a long time to complete the fusion of the basic suicide note?"

The woman said unhappily: "I solved the stomach problem first, and I am talking about other things, this girl is now hungry and can't think, do you understand?"

The man smiled faintly: "After answering this question, I will help you solve the problem of hunger immediately." ”

The woman thought for a moment and said, "Maybe he will never be able to fuse?"

The man was surprised, "Why?"

The woman glared and said, "This is already the second question. ”

The man laughed, "Sure that's the last question for tonight." ”

The woman sighed, and then said suspiciously, "Because the few books he has seen are not comprehensive?"

The man seemed to be very interested in this question, stood up with a smile, and asked, "How is it not comprehensive, but let's talk about it." ”

The woman sneered, suddenly got up and detoured behind the man, taking advantage of the man's scratching ears and cheeks, she pushed from behind him, and the man fell into the river in embarrassment.

Originally, the night was very quiet, but the sound of rushing water broke the silence.

I don't know how long it took for the man to get out of the water in embarrassment, spit out a few mouthfuls of earthy river water, and then whispered: "Tonight, I must kill the city, only then can the two wills be completely fused." ”

The man was so excited that he forgot the resentful eyes of the woman next to him.

The woman was very angry, but seeing the man's excited appearance, he seemed to be infected, smiled with relief, and whispered, "Wring out the clothes first, be careful of catching a cold." ”

Only then did the man realize that he was already soaked, so he hummed casually, and dragged the heavy clothes to the tall grass not far away, quickly took off the clothes on his body, quickly wrung out the water traces on them, and then quickly put them back on.

The woman turned her back to the man, listening to the rustling sound, and for some reason, her face turned red.

When night came, a bonfire was lit by the river, the man looked at the jumping flame very seriously, and then carefully turned the grilled fish on the branch between his hands, while the woman held her chin with her hand and stared at the man's meticulous side face.

The first fish was grilled, steaming with a hot fragrance, the man handed the grilled fish to the woman's mouth, the woman came back to her senses, took a long breath, and said with a proud smile before moving her mouth: "Once, when there was no one in the middle of the night, this girl sneaked into the ninth floor of the arsenal, and then touched the basic suicide note...... So it's very difficult, very difficult, to say that Ma Xingkong wants to integrate. ”