The rivers and lakes are mixed, there are countless capable people, there are also strange people, there are the most mediocre people, there are many dead people, and there are strange people; For example, the character is strange, the behavior is incomprehensible, and it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil; or strange martial arts, strange weapons; Or strange-looking, vicious and ugly.

The first few are good to say, the character is hidden, the martial arts are hidden, this is invisible, maybe you have to die if you see it, and this looks strange, it is obviously a person, but he just pretends to be a person who is not a ghost.

It's as if they think that the louder they speak, the more afraid they will be, and the uglier they will be, the more they will be afraid; But Su Qing still thinks that the voice is just a voice, and the appearance is just a look, you can't do practical things, and you can't change anything, is it possible that you can yell before you die, or paint a vermilion face, and others can spare you?

Su Qing really felt a little funny, he raised his hand to cover his eyes, glanced at the red sun that was about to fall in the west, and then looked at the nine strange people.

These nine people, Su Qing doesn't know how martial arts are, but ugliness is certain, not only ugly, but also ugly walking posture; The shoulders do not move, the legs do not bend, the body seems to have been pointed by someone, step by step, as if the joints are long, the flesh and blood are congealed, and the limbs become wood, the more you look at it, the more strange it becomes, like a zombie dug out of the soil after ten days and a half months.

It's ugly.

Look at their appearances again, all of them are expressionless, don't say what they look like, but whoever stiffens their facial features, stares at their eyes, doesn't cry or laugh, just like a clay sculpture in the temple, it is absolutely impossible to see where to go.

The nine of them were all red-haired in sackcloth, with yellowed and blackened hemp shoes on their feet, and a wrist-like gold ring hanging from their left ear, which shone with the red light of the setting sun when they swayed, and their fiery red hair was as unkempt as artemisia grass, and their roots were erected like halberds, and then draped over their shoulders.

They were tall and young, old and young, walking on the half-buried stone slabs, with the sound of sand rolling under their feet.

They walked slowly through the long street, it was really like a ghost, and the street was still lively, and it would immediately calm down, and the children would stop crying, the adults would stop laughing, the chickens would stop crowing, and even the dogs would stop barking, and the only thing left on the street would be "stinging...... Thorn ......"

The sound of the soles of the shoes dragging the floor is also uncomfortable to listen to, just like grinding teeth.

The guy in the teahouse was cleaning up the scraps of the teapot on the ground, so he simply pouted his ass and went under the table, poked his head out from time to time to peek, and then lay down like a thief.

"Guest officer, you better stay away!"

Seeing that Su Qing was still drinking tea over there, eating candied fruit, the guy couldn't help but remind in a trembling voice.

"Poof!"

But when he laughed, the frightened guy almost peed his pants, and then shrank under the table violently, trembling all over.

The people in the teahouse who were staring at Su Qing before were all crawling and hiding far away, for fear of being affected and harming the pond fish.

If you just look at the other party's appearance when you walk the rivers and lakes, you have to retreat by three points, so when someone pulls out the knife, do you have to retreat another seven points? Then just stay at home.

What's more, Su Qing couldn't help but look at the appearance of these people, these people had lion noses and wide mouths, pouting teeth, thick eyebrows and fierce eyes, not only dressed strangely, but their faces were even more ugly, but they still had stiff faces, as if otherwise, others would not know that they were wicked people, and they were still walking very slowly.

His laughter was small, but it was a little loud at this moment, because he was the only one who dared to speak out, and he was the only one who could laugh.

In an instant, the eighteen eyes, big or small, positive or crooked, all looked at them, but one thing was the same, the fierce light was exposed, and the coldness was calm.

When they saw Su Qing's face, their coldness became heavier, and the fierce light was even worse.

Anyone in this world can become vicious, as long as he has tried what is called jealousy, and most people, the most jealous, is that others have what they don't have.

That face.

It was really a good-looking face, like a jade statue carved from white jade by a craftsman, and the skill of the devil's axe and axe created a beauty that surpassed the common people, the clear flesh and blood flashed dazzling in the red light of the sunset, and the two eyes were like black amber, and they were fascinated.

A smile and a smile seem to be able to make a person's soul,

They were even more jealous, and they only felt that God was really unfair, and all the benefits were given to others.

The man at the front, and in the middle, asked, "What are you laughing at?" ”

The man was majestic, with his chest half open, his red hair hanging down on his shoulders like a lion's mane, his nose and eyes, and a gold ring on his earlobe.

Su Qing swallowed the tea, pursed her thin lips, tilted her head, twisted her eyebrows and wondered: "My mouth grows on my face, I want to laugh and cry, do I have to tell you why?" What's more, people like to laugh, is it possible that I still have to cry? ”

The red-haired man said coldly: "I asked, you have to say!" ”

"Huh!" Su Qing really found it interesting, and said softly: "You dare to ask the powerful people why?" ”

When the red-haired man heard this, he seemed to think about it in his heart, and then looked carefully at the man in front of him, and then he said, "Cut off his tongue, gouge out his eyes, and cut his face a few more times!" ”

Then, the remaining eight people walked towards the "Fengyun Inn" at the end of the long street, leaving only a lean red-haired man.

Eight red-haired strangers in linen walked to the door of the inn, stopped, and the leader took off the gold ring on his ear, and with a wave of his hand, there was a muffled sound of "bell", and the wrist-sized gold ring was embedded horizontally into the stone wall of the inn.

Sparks splashed and sank into most of them.

The second person pulled up a bunch of red hair on his shoulder with his left hand, and with a slight cut of his left palm, the edge of his palm was like a knife, and he actually cut off a strand and tied it to a gold ring, and did all this, they turned their heads to look back at the teahouse, and looked at their brothers, thinking that they were waiting for him.

"Lao Jiu!"

But it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you look at it, the eight people's faces suddenly turn pale, their expressions change wildly, their stiff and wooden faces are no longer expressionless, it seems that they are still pretending, and they have become suspicious, frightened, and frightened.

Because when they turned to look, their brother had no eyes and no tongue, covered his face, knelt on the ground, blood dripping from between his fingers, fortunately he was not dead, but he was whimpering and wailing in pain, like a knife stuck in his throat, and he couldn't scream.

In addition to all this, they also saw a silver light like a spirit snake fleeting, too fast, only curled up in front of Lao Jiu, his eyes were blind, his tongue was rotten, and his face was spent.

Suddenly the eight men stopped moving one step at a time, and they had roared wildly and swept over, like eight red-haired lions.

While running, seven people had untied the golden ring on their ears, held it in the palm of their hand, and by the momentum of rushing forward, one of them twisted his waist and turned around under his feet, and the golden ring in his hand had been thrown over by the force of his turn, turning into a golden light, causing a piercing buzz in the wind and dust, and hitting Su Qing's head.

Su Qing ate the snack, didn't look at it, turned the back of his hand and raised his left hand, and inadvertently flicked towards the air on the left.

"Smack!"

A golden ring, like a bird with broken wings, landed straight out of the window, and then in the cold of the eight strange people, their eyes were completely torn apart, and they were broken into several pieces.

The eight people who were still running wildly a few moments ago suddenly did not move, as if they had really become clay sculptures, and their expressions were very strange, leaving only the blind man to howl lowly.

Until Su Qing waved his hand.

Eight people dragged the blind man like a pardon to the other end, their red hair flying like flames in the wind, and soon the nine men had disappeared into the vast twilight.

But it didn't take long for someone to come in the distance.

"Drive!"

The sound of horses' hooves, rumbling like a shower, rolled up the billowing smoke dragon.

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