The bowl was shattered by a throwing knife about three inches long and one inch wide, and it was thin and sharp. After the flying knife smashed the medicine bowl, it did not hit the ground, but flew back into the knife man's hand.

The person who made the knife was Flying on the grass, and the weapon he relied on to become famous was the Ghost Head Knife. The ghost head knife is a child and mother knife, the mother knife is one foot and seven inches long, and the shape is as crude as a machete used by horse bandits.

The handle of the knife is carved with the carving of "Rakshasa eats ghosts", and the Rakshasa has a blue face and golden eyes, and a fierce expression. Rakshasa opened his big mouth was a flesh-red imp, and the body of the imp had been swallowed into his throat, leaving only his pale face and frightened head stuck in Rakshasa's mouth.

The sub-knife of this ghost head knife is hidden in the hilt, and the sub-knife is delicately shaped, without a handle, only a thin invisible black gold wire is connected to the mother knife.

It is rumored that the sword and the sword are hidden in the mother sword, the body of the mother sword, and the body of the sword, but in fact, if it is really built like that, it will greatly damage the tenacity of the mother sword and the mother sword. It is even possible that in a fight, the mother knife and the mother sword will break.

The exaggerated carving on the hilt of the Ghost Head Knife adds coldness to the knife bearer, adds intimidation to the slain, and also has the usefulness of hiding the sub-knife.

After getting this knife for many years, Grass Flying realized another meaning of this moment. Since then, all men are evil, and whoever is fierce can devour everything; It is also true that evil is infinitely evil, evil is eventually swallowed by evil, evil thoughts continue, and evil deeds do not stop.

After Cao Shangfei put away the knife, his gentle eyes as water spread over Young Master Xue and gathered on Young Grandma Xue. He held out his hand to her, though silent, but his intention to take her away was clear.

"I'm not leaving, as soon as I leave, Ah Chou will understand everything!

My son is smart and stubborn, how do you make him face those facts? Just let me die, as long as I die, no matter what grievances and hatreds will dissipate.

As long as I die, you will live well, Xue Lang will live well, and Ah Chou will live well. He will never again be ashamed in front of others because of the shame brought to him by his own mother. ”

Cao Shangfei shook his head and stubbornly stretched out his hand to Grandma Xue. Grandma Xue got up and took a few steps back, followed with her eyebrows on the grass, grabbed her hand tightly and pulled her out.

Young Master Xue only came back from his stunned at this time, and he stopped them: "Okay, fly on the grass, you still dare to pester her?" ”

The grass flew with a flip of his wrist, and the blade was horizontal Young Master Xue. Grandma Xue shouted eagerly: "Ah Fei, don't kill him!" Please...... In the final analysis, I owe him and the Xue family, so let me repay them with death. ”

Young Master Xue was so frightened that his legs were shaking, he had always been pampered, he didn't have the guts, but this didn't mean that he was willing to give in.

He stiffened his neck and said, "If you want to kill, you will kill, don't just scare people, don't dare to do it!" But let me tell you, even if I die, I won't let her go! She was born as a member of my Xue family, and she died as a ghost of my Xue family! ”

The grass flew away the knife, looked up to the sky and sighed a few times, and was about to leave. Outside the room, there were frightened shouts and terrible screams, and the three of them were stunned.

was stunned, and the old lady who delivered the medicine ran over crying in a panic: "Young master, young master...... Run, run......"

The old lady suddenly swallowed with a "grunt" sound in her throat, swallowed her last breath, and suddenly fell on the threshold. After she fell, she saw a large bloody hole on her back that pierced her chest, and blood splattered.

A man in black stood at the door, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood splashed on his face, and respectfully said to the grass Fei: "Flying boss, it's all solved." ”

Grandma Xue stared at the grass and flew up, her alienated gaze full of disdain. Cao Shangfei shook his head lightly, he wanted to tell something, but he didn't say anything, and there was only sadness like a lone wolf in his eyes.

Young Master Xue's eyes were dull, his body stiffened, and when he saw Young Grandma Xue rushing out of the house, he rushed out.

The moon shines brightly in the Mid-Autumn Festival, but under the moonlight is a hellish scene of corpses and a sea of blood. Young Master Xue ran wildly, calling for his father and mother, picking up a corpse to see, and when he saw that it was not, he went to help another corpse to see. He didn't shed tears, just a staccato hoarse whimper from his mouth.

Grandma Xue followed behind him, crying silently. It was as if she was alone and sad, and she didn't see the tragic scene at all. Walking under a big osmanthus tree, she even had the leisure to climb down the flower branches and smell the fragrance of the flowers. It's just that what comes from the nose is not a fragrant floral fragrance, but a bloody nose.

The gate and back door of the Xue family's old mansion were locked from the outside, and they couldn't escape if they wanted to. Not to mention that the old and weak women and children of the Xue family could not escape death, even those strong family members would definitely not be able to defeat well-trained killers.

Young Master Xue rummaged through a lot of corpses, but none of them were still alive. Young Master Xue and Young Grandma Xue were not killed, not because they shouldn't have been killed, but because they deliberately wanted them to see this tragic scene. Killing those who are red-eyed will only kill, and there is no distinction between those who should be killed and those who should not be killed.

Young Master Xue collapsed to the ground, his eyes scattered, and his mouth let out one dry howl after another. He forgot his sorrow and fear, but his chest was so choked that he couldn't help but howl.

Caoshang flew up to Grandma Xue, and when she saw him leaning over, she took a few steps back in disgust. They looked at each other, and there was too much love and hate in their eyes.

As they looked at each other, a man in black raised his knife and cut off Young Master Xue's head. The skull rolled to Grandma Xue's feet, and its gray eyes seemed to be staring straight at Grandma Xue.

Grass Fei raised his eyebrows angrily, and shouted at the black-clothed people: "Go, get out of here!" ”

The people in black all jumped out of the wall, leaving only Grandma Xue and the grass flying in the pile of corpses. Young Grandma Xue squatted down and half-knelt beside Young Master Xue's skull, and gently wiped the stains and blood stains on his face for him.

Cao Shangfei looked at her quietly, wanting to say nothing, but finally silently. There was helplessness and sadness in his deep eyes, she couldn't see it, and he didn't want her to see it. If she wants to hate him, hate it, as long as she and her son still have hope of living.

It was dark, and the sound of a knock on the door and an impatient shout came: "Open the door, open the door quickly!" What are you doing? Come and open the door for the little master! ”

Hearing this voice, there was a hint of freshness in Grandma Xue's empty eyes, and she stumbled towards the courtyard gate, shouting as she ran: "Hurry up!" Xue Bo, take Chou away! Hurry up......"

There was a shouting sound outside the door, as well as the sound of horses' hooves and wheels, and Grandma Xue thought they were gone, so she fell to the ground and smiled with relief.

She didn't know that Xue Chou only let the coachman Xue Bo and the scholar drive the carriage away, and he climbed the big tree by the wall and jumped into the courtyard from the tree.

Seeing her son suddenly jump into the hospital, Grandma Xue suddenly got up from the ground, blocked in front of her son, and shouted at the grass: "Let him go!" Please let him go......"

Cao Shangfei looked at Xue Chou, his pupils narrowed. He smiled at the angry and hateful young man and said, "Of course I will let you go." You are very good, you have never practiced martial arts, you have such vigorous skills and a calm bearing, you deserve to be ......"

Grandma Xue interrupted him with a hoarse scream, and reflexively blocked in front of him, because she saw Xue Chou pick up the broken knife, and the edge of the knife flew on the grass.

She knew that if Xue Chou started, the grass would not resist, and she couldn't let the tragedy of her father and son killing her father happen.

"Acho...... No, no, you can't kill him......"

Xue Chou glanced at his mother in disgust, and his tone was indifferent: "You get out of the way, if you protect that inhuman animal again, you are also my enemy!" ”

Grandma Xue burst into tears, reaching out to touch her son's face, but Xue Chou glanced at her coldly and turned her head sideways.

Grandma Xue lowered her hand in frustration, and a sad smile appeared on the corner ......of her mouth: "Ah Chou, my mother doesn't want you to get blood on your hands, and my mother will take revenge."

Taking advantage of her son's unpreparedness, she snatched the broken knife and swung it into the grass. It's just that she is delicate and weak, and she can't hold a knife steadily, and she only cuts a little skin when she swings the knife with all her might.

A strange smile squeezed out of the distorted face of the grass flying hair, and handed the hilt of the ghost head knife to her: "If you cut it down like this, when will you be able to cut me to death?" I can't stand the pain of the knife, so give me a good time! The Devil's Head Knife is extremely sharp, as long as you swipe the veins on the side of my neck, you can take revenge. ”

Grandma Xue threw away the broken knife and took the ghost head knife, she looked at the grass flying with a stupid gaze, and then looked at her son with a loving gaze. Then, he handed the ghost head knife to Xue Chou.

Xue Chou took the knife and asked angrily, "You can't do anything to him?" Okay, I'll do it! ”

Xue Chou raised his knife and stood up, and Grandma Xue slammed into the tip of the knife! Xue Chou was stunned for a moment, and his hand holding the knife loosened. Grandma Xue Shao held the handle of the knife herself, smiled at her son, and stabbed the knife into her heart.

Grandma Xue passed away with a smile, Xue Chou couldn't believe everything in front of him, he spread the knife with both hands, and his soul was lost.

The grass flew up, and Grandma Xue fell into his arms, and she still had the ghost head knife stuck in her chest. Grass Fei stroked her face, kissed her closed eyes, and pulled out the ghost head knife.

Cao Shangfei hugged Grandma Xue with one hand, and wiped the horizontal knife diagonally towards his neck with the other. I can't live together, but I hope to die together, and there are no regrets in death!

But at this moment, two black-clothed men swept over, knocked down the ghost head knife, kicked away Grandma Xue, and took away the grass and flew away.

The rising sun shines in the blood-soaked courtyard, the sun is warm but it can't illuminate the haze in the heart, and the sun is warm but can't warm the cold in the heart.

Xue Chou picked up the ghost head knife from next to his mother's corpse and resolutely walked out of the door, since then there is no rich young master Xue Chou, only a ruthless killer blood feud.

Hang Wuyi wanted to follow the figure of the blood feud to see what he experienced later, but there was only fog in front of her. Only then did she remember that everything she saw was just an illusion, and she wanted to tell Hu Xianxian about the illusions that came out of the remnants of these ghosts.

"Auntie, Cao Shangfei is the biological father of blood feud, I can't let him take revenge......" Hang Wu paused after saying half a sentence, she looked sideways and saw that it was not Hu Xianxian standing next to her, it was the old lady who delivered medicine!

The old grandmother's toothless mouth moved to complain: "Young grandmother, drink medicine...... Drink the medicine, you drink it quickly! If only you drank quickly, you would be dead before the grass flew in. If you die, so many of us don't have to die! ”

Hang Wuyi was so frightened that she kicked and beat around, but the old lady held her hand tightly, and she couldn't run away if she wanted to. In a hurry, she bit the old woman's arm fiercely, thinking that even if you are a ghost, I have to eat ghost meat!

The old lady's hand loosened slightly, and Hang Wuyi broke free violently and ran towards the gate of the old mansion.