"The famous ghost is flying and hunting, succumbing to the cold house, what are you doing?"

Ghost Flying Catcher took a deep breath of the warmer air in the room, and a hideous scar on the side of his face half the width of a palm was slightly red from the temperature. He rubbed his stiff fingers and said, "Please ask Mo Lao to revive this guy." ”

Although he said that he wanted to save people, his tone was very indifferent, and he did not care about the injured at all.

Mo Cang got up and walked to the injured man's side, first to make sure that he was still breathing, and then to feel his faint pulse. Mo Cang raised his head and glanced at Ghost Sorrow Flying Catcher, who also looked at him calmly. Mo Cang shook his head and unfastened the wounded's clothes, revealing his full body of bruises, stabs, scratches, and burns.

"What did you do?"

"My hands are heavier, or I wouldn't have come looking for you. ”

"In that case, why save him again. ”

"I still have something to ask. ”

"Accumulate some yin virtue. Mo Cang picked up the wounded man and put a pill into his mouth, "Your anger is too heavy. ”

"It's not good to deal with these dangerous guys. Ghost Flying Catcher grinned, revealing his white teeth.

"You know that you are the biggest danger. ”

Ghost Flying Catcher's eyes sank, and he didn't say anything more. Mo Cang concentrated on treating the wounded, and the boy watched carefully. The chalet was quiet, as usual.

On the cliff, the she-rock sheep leads her cubs skillfully and carefully between life and death, trying to descend to the bottom of the river valley. Their hooves were designed by the Creator to enable them to survive on the steepest cliffs, able to grasp the narrowest crevices in the rock and find the most suitable foothold. They are the most successful climbers other than the flying lizards.

Suddenly, the she-rock sheep stopped. The lamb was behind it, poked its head out, and looked at its mother suspiciously. The she-rock sheep stiffened on all fours, staring at the cold mist in front of her, not daring to move. All things have spirits, and although her vision is obscured by the cold fog, her mother's intuition still makes her feel dangerous. There, I'm afraid, there is something 10,000 times more terrifying than a carnivore.

After a moment's hesitation, the she-rock sheep left with the child. The mother animal with her cubs is more alert and cautious than usual. She would rather take a detour than take another half step forward. Even for months to come, she would try to avoid this place.

With the departure of the rock sheep, the cliff fell silent again, and the thin air seemed to swallow all life.

In the thick cold mist, the frost, little by little, condensed in the ······

On the ghost mask!

Silence seems to dilute time. I don't know how long it took, Mo Cang laid the patient flat on the ground and slowly got up. Seeing this, Ghost Sorrow Fei Catcher asked, "How, Mo Lao?"

"You can't die, but the sequelae are inevitable. In the future, if these injuries occur, they are likely to kill him. ”

"It's not my concern, as long as it doesn't interfere with his thinking and speaking now. ”

"That's fine, but I still have to advise you not to be too murderous. ”

"Don't bother. If it's okay, I'm going to say goodbye. "Ghost Fly Catcher picked up the man.

"Come here, I have something to explain. ”

The ghost flew to Mo Cang. Just as he was waiting for Mo Cang to speak, Mo Cang suddenly slapped his palm on his left chest. Wisps of black qi formed a strange spell mark in his palm, like a viper baring its fangs.

With the strength of the ghost sorrow flying catch, Mo Cang is by no means his opponent. But firstly, he never expected that Mo Cang would make a sneak attack, he was defenseless, and he had calculated unintentionally, and Mo Cang had the first hand; second, Mo Cang was a doctor, and the ghost chou Fei Capture did not know the depth of his strength, so he was already underestimated by the enemy; third, when Mo Cang sneak attacked, the ghost chou Fei Capture still carried a man of 100 catties in his hand. In a fit of rage, Ghost Sorrow tried his best to dodge, but Mo Cang slapped his palm on his left shoulder.

The black qi instantly invaded the body of the ghost sorrow flying catcher, and after Mo Cang's sneak attack, he immediately pulled the boy back to the door. Ghost Sorrow Feiyu felt the aura that appeared outside the wooden house, his eyes sank, he pulled the shirt on his chest, and looked down at his left shoulder that had been hit by Mo Cang just now. I saw a viper-shaped curse imprinted on his skin, and the black qi was like a maggot that eats bones, piercing straight into the depths of the soul of the Ghost Sorrow, devouring his power.

"Mo Cang!" "Ghost Sorrow Flying Catcher stared at Mo Cang, gritting his teeth.

"I'm sorry, but it's a pity that you've killed people all your life, and you can't avoid this ending in the end. Mo Cang's face was as usual, and he looked directly into the eyes of the ghostly flying catcher, and his eyes did not evade.

"The world's first holy doctor?" "Ghost Sorrow Feizhu sneered, "Sure enough, this world is, the evil of the underworld and the fake of the white way." Aren't you afraid that these deeds will be shaken out and people will see your face clearly?"

"Rest assured, no one else will know. A voice sounded from behind Mo Cang, and the wooden door quietly opened.

Five figures rushed in, blocking between Mo Cang and Ghost Sorrow. The first person, wearing a black ghost mask and a black bodysuit, is a charmer. The four people behind him all looked different, but they all had a gray curse mark on their foreheads, their skin was dry, and their eyes were lifeless.

"It's been a long time, Candle. Ghost Sorrow frowned and sneered.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of the door opening sounded behind him. Ghost Chou Fei turned around and saw a tall charm general standing in front of the door, carrying a heavy knife that was a man tall behind him.

"I didn't expect you, Yan. Ghost Chou Fei Hunt turned his head, looked through the candle and his corpse puppet, and looked at Mo Cang, "I have a lot of enemies, but I didn't expect it to be the charm department." ”

"The old man and Shan Huaiyan have been cooperating for a long time. ”

"Oh, I see. In this way, Mo Cang, the world's first holy doctor who claims to be the world's first saint who is a pot to help the world, has actually been a lackey of the empire. Ghost Flying Catcher laughed mockingly.

Mo Cang's face fell, and he shot back: "You're talking about yourself." ”

After speaking, Mo Cang patted Candle's shoulder and said, "I'll leave it to you, children can't watch bloody scenes." Then he took the boy and left.

"Master ······" The boy tugged at Mo Cang's sleeve, timidly and worriedly looked at the ghost flying catcher, and stopped talking.

"It's fine. Mo Cang touched the boy's little head, "That guy is a bad guy." ”

The boy hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said "yes".

Mo Lao stayed. As soon as Mo Cang opened the door, he was stopped by the ghost flying catcher.

He turned around, only to see Ghost Sorrow Fei Hunting and laughing: "You, in the end, you will inevitably end this ending." ”

There was no despair or anger on his face, and he smiled happily and naturally, as if he was attending a gathering of old friends and sending heartfelt blessings. It was precisely because of this that a chill rose in Mo Cang's heart for no reason.

"Hmph!" Mo Cang slammed the door and left.

After the master and apprentice left, the three were silent for a long time. Including the unconscious wounded, the small wooden house was crowded with eight men, making it look extremely crowded. If it was the silver spear that the ghost was flying to capture or the heavy knife of Yan, just if it was raised flat, it could directly pierce the throat of the other party.

However, no one did it.

Time flows slowly on the blade.

"Don't come unharmed, brake. Finally, after some time, Candle was the first to speak.

"It's been a long time since I've had that name. Ghost Flying Catcher stretched, not caring about the threat of the two charmers.

"I've been curious all these years, why did you betray the charm at that time?"

"Betrayal? non-existent. Ghost Flying Catcher laughed, "I thought that the charm would be able to kill happily before joining you." As a result, you are nothing more than a bunch of dogs raised by Emperor Xiling. What bullshit is about the overall situation, I just want to kill people, what is the name of that troublesome envoy? Whatever, since he is blocking me, I have no choice but to kill him and the target. To put it bluntly, I've never thought of the Charm Department as an organization. It's nothing more than a tool for me to kill, and it can provide me with the most vicious targets. ”

"I thought we were good partners. ”

"Oh? And if it's really a partner, why are you here? The two of you, and the curse of Mo Cang, really give me face. ”

"You can't be too careful. ”

"Hahaha! Then I should have directly asked Mo Cang to poison me just now, why send you two to die?"

"Candle!" Yan, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, "······ Do it. ”

"Hey. Several throwing knives slid into Candle's hand, and the corpse golem stepped forward to block him behind him, "Brake, be careful." ”

"Don't tell me to stop. Ghost Sorrow Flying Capture held the silver spear in his hand, and the bloodshot painted a dragon pattern on the body of the gun, "I have a new name over the years, Yao Bin." ”

"I will engrave it on your tablet. ”

After a moment of silence, the wooden house suddenly burst into pieces of wood, followed by the plank road.

The knife has no sheath, and the long blade crosses the sad wind. The wind is sad, the flying blades are like wisps, and the corpses are endless.

Under the frost moon, the bloody night tribulation, the valley collapses and the stone cracks and the sky is extended. The sky is extended, the thunder is roaring, and the dragon is roaring.

At dawn the next day, two men walked out of the valley out of the Frost Mountain.

In the valley behind them, the rocky beach was littered with dry corpses. The stream gurgled and the knives got stuck in the cracks of the pebbles, and the clear stream washed away the blood on the blades. There is a huge knife mark on the cliff, and the terrifying power of the knife wind last night can be vaguely seen.

One was unkempt, dusty, unconscious, and was being carried by another on his shoulder.

The other was covered in blood, his clothes were tattered, and he was armed with a silver spear.

A terrifying knife grazed his eye.

······

Xiangyuan, a small country in the mountains west of Xiling.

There is no place to return to the wine sobering, and the narrow stone path is like a home.

The wind in Nanshan is still cold in March, and there is a beautiful woman in the peach blossom rain.

The petals fall with the drizzle, swirling in the air and gently falling to the ground, as if kissing the fragrant earth. Suddenly, a bloodstained boot stepped on, stomped it under his feet, and departed. Only the remnants of the flowers were left, buried in the mud mixed with blood and water.

Deep in the peach forest, in the hedge yard, a boy dances a gun in the rain. In his hand was a wooden spear that was even taller than him, with a cross blade, which was a little less dexterous than an ordinary spear, but a little more resolute. Although the boy is small, he is very skilled in marksmanship, and he is only a little immature.

A woman stood under the eaves, looked worriedly at the small figure in the rain, sighed, and returned to the house.

"Yao Shen. Not long after the woman entered the house, a man's voice came from outside the courtyard.

The boy stopped, looking up. I saw Yao Bin standing under a peach tree, looking at him with a slight smile, covered in blood and covered in bruises. He had a new stab wound on his forehead, which had not yet healed, and blood was running down his cheeks under the rain of the rain.

"Dad!" Yao Shen responded in surprise, carrying a wooden gun, climbing over the fence and running in front of Yao Bin.

Seeing Yao Shen come to him, Yao Bin put away his smile and turned into his usual indifferent expression again. Yao Shen looked at Yao Bin, the initial surprise slowly subsided, and some timidity welled up in his eyes. For this father who has been away all the year round, he has always been a little strange and fearful in his heart, and of course, there is admiration.

The father and son were relatively speechless, and the cold rain hit them. I didn't feel it when I danced the gun before, but now that it stopped, Yao Shen suddenly felt a little cold. He shuddered and looked at his father with a slight pleading. But Yao Bin didn't react, his eyes were cold, and he looked directly at his son. Yao Shen shrank his head, lowered his head, and after a while, looked up at Yao Bin again. Yao Bin was still looking at him, his gaze still cold. This time, he didn't avoid Yao Bin's gaze, and the two looked at each other in the rain, like two wolves in the wasteland.

Gradually, Yao Shen's eyes also became cold, just like Yao Bin, or, just like himself.

"That's right, it's like my son. Looking at his cold eyes, Yao Bin smiled, "Come, follow me." ”

"Huh?" Yao Shen said in surprise, "Then, I'll go tell my mother?"

"No, just follow me. Yao Bin shook his head and led Yao Shen to the depths of the peach forest.

"Oh. ”

After the two left, the woman walked out with a paper umbrella and a roll of warm towels, and looked around, but could not find the boy.

"Yao Shen, how do you think your marksmanship has been practiced?" On the way, Yao Bin suddenly asked.

"I'm seventy or eighty. Yao Shen scratched his head, hesitated and replied.

It doesn't seem like you're saying it, but it doesn't hurt to say it. Yao Bin looked down at Yao Shen.

"Well, okay. I think I'll do it all. It's just that Long Mingjian still needs to practice more. ”

"Yes, you have indeed practiced this set of marksmanship, and it is much better than I did back then. ”

"Thank you, Dad. ”

"Thank you, I'm not praising you. Yao Bin chuckled, "If I want, even if I don't use Long Mingjian, it's easy to kill you." ”

"Of course, Daddy is the strongest. ”

"Don't be presumptuous. Although you are still young, with your current marksmanship and Long Mingjian, killing an ordinary person is as simple as killing a dog. ”

"This ······"

"Why? I don't like to hear me talk about 'murder' all the time, isn't it? Perhaps, it was a mistake to keep you by your mother's side, and your own original ferocity was about to be worn away by your mother's weakness. In this kind of troubled times, men need to be fierce, like wolves, like eagles, in order to kill some order. ”

"Hmm. Yao Shen nodded slowly but profoundly, and clenched the wooden gun in his hand.

"Hehe, good son, I really didn't misunderstand you. Yao Bin looked at Yao Shen's reaction and nodded with satisfaction, "Do you want to see the bloody world outside?" next time I'll take you with me, so that you can have a good feel for what a real hero is." ”

"Yes, of course I want to go. ”

"Then you're going to get past today. ”

With that, the two came to an open field. A man was tied to a tree across from them, his eyes full of hatred staring at Yao Bin.

"Come on. Yao Bin handed the dragon spear into the hands of Yao Shen, who was at a loss, "No matter how strong it is, a wolf can only grow up if it has tasted blood." Trust me, you'll love the taste. ”