Twenty-eight miles of shop, the traffic between Zhejiang and Fujian, Xianxia Ridge must pass through the place. It was supposed to be a prosperous town, but when Zhao Kai and the others entered the town, they found that it was not dark yet, but there was no one in the town.

One of the nuns said, "The customs of Fujian are so strange, everyone goes to bed so early. ”

At this time, Mrs. Dingjing didn't think too much, only to see her say, "Let's go find an inn to stay in first." "The Hengshan faction and the nunnery in Wulin all over the country are communicating with each other, but there is no nunnery in the twenty-eight mile shop, so you can't go to the place order, so you have to find an inn to stay.

It is extremely inconvenient for nuns to invest in the shop, and the world is quite taboo about nuns, thinking that it is unlucky to see them, and they often cause more idleness, but fortunately, the female disciples of Yiheng Mountain have been used to it, and they never care. But after walking around the street for a long time, I saw that all the shops were on the door panels. Twenty-eight miles of shops are not big, not small, there are one or two hundred shops, but at a glance, it is a dead town. The sunset was not over, and it was as late as night on the twenty-eight mile shop street. It's silent, eerie, and terrifying.

Everyone turned a corner on the street and saw a white cloth sign in front of an inn, with the four big characters "Xian'an Inn" written on it, but the door was closed, and there was no sound at all. A lay disciple of the Hengshan sect immediately stepped forward and knocked on the door, and whenever there was anything to deal with along the way, she always went out, so that others would not refuse when they saw the nun. The female disciple knocked on the door a few times, stopped for a moment, knocked a few more times, and after a long time, no one answered the door, so she opened her mouth and shouted, "Uncle shopkeeper, please open the door." "Her voice is clear, and she is a person who practices martial arts, and her voice can reach far away, so she should hear it from several courtyards. However, no one in the inn agreed, and the situation was obviously very abrupt and strange.

A female disciple stepped forward, listened to the door panel, and the store was silent, turned her head and said, "Uncle Shi, there is no one in the store." ”

Master Dingjing faintly felt that something was wrong, seeing that the store was very new, and the door panels were also very clean, it was by no means a sign that he was out of business, and said: "Let's see, there should be more than one inn in this town. ”

Walking through dozens of storefronts, there is another "Nan'an Inn". This one, like the previous one, still has no one to answer. The lay disciple said, "Senior Sister Yihe, let's go in and take a look." Yihe said, "Okay!" The two of them just jumped over the wall.

Yihe shouted, "Is there anyone in the store?" Hearing no answer, the two drew their swords out of their sheaths, walked side by side into the living room, and then looked at the back kitchen, stables, and guest rooms, and found that there was no one. But there was no dust on the table and chairs, and even the tea in a teapot on the table was still slightly warm.

Jardine opened the door and let Mrs. Dingjing and the others come in and explained the situation. Everyone was amazed. Master Dingjing said: "You are a team of seven people, go to all parts of the town to have a look, and inquire about the reason. The seven were not to be separated, and the whistle was to be sounded as soon as there was a trace of the enemy. The disciples agreed, and they went out quickly. Above the guest hall, only Dingjing Shitai was left. At first, the footsteps of the disciples were heard, but then they fell silent. In this twenty-eight mile shop, it is so quiet that people only feel creepy, a huge town, the voices of people are silent, and even the sound of chickens and dogs barking can not be heard, which is really unusual. At this time, Master Dingjing suddenly became worried: "Could it be that the Demon Sect has laid a poisonous trap?" The female disciples don't have much experience in the rivers and lakes, so don't fall for tricks and catch the Demon Sect in one go. When she walked to the door, she saw a figure shaking in the northeast corner, and a few people jumped into the house in the west, all of them were disciples of this sect, and she was a little settled in her heart. After a while, all the disciples reported in droves, and they all said that there was no one in the town.

Zhao Kai didn't bother to take care of their nuns at this time, I don't know when he was already lying on an eaves, looking at the sun that was setting at this time, he took a sip of wine, and said softly: "Zuo Lengchan, I, Zhao Kai, are back again, let's take these disciples of yours today." ”

The sky finally darkened completely, but Zhao Kai's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and his toes fell gently from the roof to the street, and he threw the wine jug into the air casually.

The Songshan faction really began to use tricks to lure the enemy deep and break them down as in the original book.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a woman's voice shouting from the northeast corner of the street: "Help, help!" In the silence, the sharp voice was particularly poignant.

Zhao Kai smiled slightly, this kind of trick to deceive a three-year-old child is also to deceive Dingjing's idiot. In fact, to be honest, the reason why Hengshan suffered such a serious loss in the battle in the original book was that Dingjing's incompetent leader had to bear a large part of the responsibility.

Zhao Kai followed the voice and walked to the northeast corner of the street, where more than a dozen black-clothed people had already drawn their blades and were waiting solemnly, just waiting for the nuns of the Hengshan faction to arrive and hack them to death. However, when they saw that the person who came was a young man in Tsing Yi, they were all stunned, but they quickly reacted again.

It doesn't matter who he comes, cut it first!

More than a dozen bright blades slashed towards Zhao Kai's body in an instant, but Zhao Kai didn't even bother to look at it.

In the darkness of the night, only the roar of a dragon could be heard, which resounded throughout the town, and in a short time it disappeared completely, along with the miserable woman's cry.

Zhao Kai didn't bother to look at the dozen or so corpses that fell to the ground, and just stepped past them. Zhao Kai looked at the girl who was huddled in the corner and shivering at this time, and thought that the scream just now must have been made by this little girl. The disciples of the Songshan faction caught a little girl from a twenty-eight mile shop here as bait, and then lured the disciples of the Hengshan faction to come over in batches and break them all.

Zhao Kai glanced at the girl and left.

"There will be a group of nuns here later, you can follow them, they will take care of you."

The voice was still floating in the air, but the person had already gone away, and the little girl also stopped sobbing, looking at Zhao Kai's distant sound and shadow, her eyes lit up.

After a while, sure enough, a group of female disciples of Hengshan rushed to this alley, and when they looked at the black-clothed corpses all over the ground, they were surprised, and hurriedly took the little girl hiding in the corner back to the inn.

"What did Yi say to you, when you rushed over, there were already more than a dozen corpses of people in black lying on the ground?" Ding Jing wondered.

"That's right, uncle, by the way, little girl, tell me about the specific situation at that time." Yihe said to the little girl beside him.

"The bad guys killed all the people in our town, grabbed me and made me scream there about bringing some nuns. But then a big brother in blue clothes came and knocked them all down. Suddenly shocked, the little girl said not very clearly, but everyone present understood, Ding Jing was even more cold sweat on his forehead at this time, if there was no young man in Tsing Yi who appeared out of thin air, I am afraid that the team of Hengshan disciples he sent would already be in a different place.

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