The pond is as dark as an abyss, reflecting the sparkling stars.

Occasionally, a fish jumps out of the water and makes a "plucking" sound. Circles rippled out, shaking the reeds on the shore, click, click, click......

Insects chirp and fireflies dot.

A black shadow fluttered and flickered, and with a flick, it was close to the distance, straight towards the broken courtyard.

Sun Xuan stared at it with wide eyes, snorted coldly, and reached out to hold down an iron ruler on the table.

As a puppet, I don't know how much the corpse has been dissected, so how can I be afraid of ghosts?

The ruler was made of hard pig iron, one foot long, half an inch wide, weighing a pound, and with fine scales. Although it is a tool for measuring the scene, it can also be used as a weapon at critical moments. If a foot is slapped heavily, it will definitely cause human bones to break tendons.

He was originally a martial artist at the fifth layer of Qi Gathering, but after his old age and decay, he fell to the fourth layer. But he is not deaf, his eyes are not dazzled, and two or three strong men can't get close at all. Otherwise, where would you dare to live alone in the wilderness.

The black shadow paused in front of the fence door, and then with a "whoosh", he moved directly to the wine table without moving his shoulders or legs.

Call......

The wind extinguishes the oil lamp.

Sun Xuan's face changed suddenly, and he instinctively grabbed the iron ruler, then slowly let go, stood up, bowed his head, bent over and clenched his fists, and said respectfully:

"Little old man sees adult."

The other party was like a lightning flash, but his heart was steady.

I am sure that I have been cautious for decades, even if I have offended some people, it is not like arresting thieves and chasing murderers, and it is inevitable to fight and form a blood feud. Since the guest is so strong, he can't touch it at all, except for the stranger fifteen years ago.

Seeing Sun Xuan's frightened look, Xintianyou understood that the so-called "Door Guest" was pure nonsense, and this guy didn't find himself at all before.

First, you have to confirm your identity.

The young man's cold voice rang out.

"You're Sun Xuan?"

The old man shuddered when he heard this, couldn't help but look up, and replied:

"Exactly."

Xintianyou's heart was filled with a trace of doubt.

Sun Xuan's reaction was too strange.

The body trembled involuntarily, indicating that he was surprised. However, he hesitated to answer, and his face showed joy again. From surprise to suspicion to joy, three completely different emotions emerged in a short period of time.

Human camouflage cannot control the lower nerves, nor can it hide all kinds of nerve reflexes. When the corners of a person's mouth are raised and their eyes become smaller, they are really laughing. Just grinning, but the muscles around the eyes do not contract, which is a smirk.

Sun Shuan is really laughing.

An unknown guest came in the dark night, and you should be nervous, what is there to be happy about?

That smile is obviously a conditioned reflex, which is cultivated by acquired stimulation. That is, his own questioning established a temporary neural connection with him, triggering the command to ambush.

For example, in the case of "looking at plums to quench their thirst", soldiers must know that plums are sour and can only drool after hearing or seeing them. Another example is "talking about the tiger's color change", you must know how powerful the tiger is, and even almost been eaten, so you will change your face as soon as you talk about it.

The question is simple and no other information is attached, could it be that the voice as a carrier plays a role in inducing?

Has he ever heard his own voice?

These momentary feelings and analytical reasoning flashed in his mind, and Xintianyou was too lazy to analyze the deep-seated reasons, so he went straight to the point.

"Fifteen years ago, you served as the head of the Qiyun County City?"

"Yes."

Sun Xuan's waist bowed lower, and his arms that maintained a fist-hugging posture trembled slightly. I don't know if it's scared or excited.

Xintianyou watched coldly and continued to interrogate.

"Fifteen years ago, in the early summer of the sheep intestine valley, did a tragedy happen?"

As soon as this sentence came out, the old man's reaction was unexpected. Lowered his arm, straightened his waist and took a long breath, and said slowly:

"Please forgive the adult, the villain has nothing to say."

Xin Tianyou sneered and said:

"If you don't say it, you'll die."

Sun Xuan laughed and said:

"Life is rare in seventy years, and the old man is forty in his sixties this year, which is enough. Even if the adults use their family to coerce, it doesn't work, they don't know anything. ”

The old man's tough attitude did not anger Xintianyou. Instead, his eyes lit up, and he felt that there was a play.

The family doesn't know, which means he knows.

The teenager accentuated his tone.

"Let me ask again, fifteen years ago in the early summer of the sheep intestine valley, was there a tragedy that killed more than 20 people?"

Sun Xuan was silent.

Seeing that the other party still did not answer, Xintianyou's palm slowly raised.

The old man's realm is not high, but he is extremely stubborn, as if he has been hinted at by some ideas. Hypnosis is too draining, so let him try neuralgia first.

Sun Xuan hurriedly took three steps back, subconsciously stretched out his palm to block the front, and stammered:

"Please...... Please calm your anger. It is not difficult for the villain to speak, but he must first promise to something, otherwise he will not be able to talk about it. ”

Xintianyou laughed and laughed.

Damn, just now it was like a piece of hob meat, and the oil and salt didn't enter, and when he saw that he was going to be tortured, he begged for mercy, and his face changed too quickly. It is impossible to talk about death, and it is not impossible to talk about death, which proves that there is external coercion in it.

"Say, what's the matter?"

"The villain is brave and wants to see the dignity of the adult."

Xintianyou reacted immediately.

Sun Xuan quickly raised his head after hearing the first question, wanting to see the speaker's appearance clearly, as evidence for his judgment of the voice. But the oil lamp went out, and it was not as close as it was.

"Okay."

It doesn't matter if you believe in the sky.

The sparrow is clenched in the palm of your hand, and you are afraid that it will fly?

Sun Xuan took off the "angry wind" lantern from the eaves, slowly leaned in front of Xintianyou, took it and looked at it, looked at it, and muttered to himself.

"That's right...... He is a heroic and extraordinary young immortal master, sixteen or seventeen years old......"

Xintianyou remained silent.

It turned out that Sun Xuan's conditioned reflex was based on the age revealed by his voice, which happened to be the time between the bloody case and the present.

The old man coughed twice, hung the lantern back slowly, re-lit the oil lamp, and waved his hand diligently:

"Please sit down and drink a glass of thin wine......"

Xintianyou had already noticed that there was an extra chair next to the wine table, but as the oil lamp was lit again, he noticed that there was an extra pair of dishes and chopsticks on the table, and a full wine glass.

It seems that "Visitors from the Door" is not nonsense, Sun Xuan is indeed waiting for someone. Just now he changed the name of "adult" to "little immortal master", which shows that his mentality is relaxed, and he has the taste of relying on the old and selling the old.

"Well, I don't believe it. Little Immortal Master, Sun has been waiting for you for fifteen years and eight months......"

I'll it!

Xintianyou almost jumped up, sneering in his heart.

Let go of your mother's spring and autumn fart!

If you have reached this level of unpredictability, you can compete with the Master Messenger to brag and exchange experiences! One saw fifteen years later, and the other saw the imminent destruction of the sun......

He sat down as he was told, but he didn't hold a wine glass or chopsticks.

It's not that I dislike it, but I think that these foods come from a pair of hands that are rummaging with corpses all day long, and I am unappetizing. Even in the age of high technology, morticians are a less popular profession.

Sun Xuan knew that he did not advise drinking. I drank myself a glass first, and said slowly:

The little immortal master just asked if there was a tragedy in the Sheep Intestine Valley in the early summer fifteen years ago. Sun really doesn't know about this matter......"

After going around for a long time, dare to trick me?

Xintianyou couldn't hold back any longer, his face was gloomy, and his hand slammed into it.

Click......

The hard fir corners were cut off.

The incision is as smooth as a knife, and it glows with a cold white light under the dim oil lamp.