Before dawn, the county town of Guobei was already busy.

Catchers, officials, and soldiers were hurrying back and forth, some were patrolling with weapons, some were turning over and riding horses and galloping away, and some were holding ink-stained notices and pasting them on the bulletin boards next to the city gates.

Through the heart-to-ear discussions of the neighbors, many people already know the news that the county prison was broken by bandits last night and forcibly robbed the murderer Liu Yidao.

It is said that this Liu Yidao was still a famous head catcher before, but behind his back, he was a thief who killed people without calculation.

And I heard that it is specifically to harm women.

This news spread rapidly like a plague, and the more it spread, the more exaggerated it became, and it didn't take long for most of the people in the county to spread the rumors that the disappearance of Lanruo Temple before was done by this bearded headhunter.

……

That morning, my grandmother also got the news.

At this time, she was in the underground nest of the mountain behind Lanruo Temple, and on the ground was the body of the big locust tree that could shade one side.

She sat on a throne formed by the rhizomes of the coiled dragons, and listened to the report of the imp lurking in the county town of Guobei with a serious face.

Many people always think that all demons, ghosts, evil spirits, and demons just hide in the mountains and don't ask about the world, but in fact, this is not the case.

As long as they are not secluded cultivation, they must be inextricably linked with human society, and at the same time, they also form a food chain relationship with the strong and weak in human beings.

For example, for example, wherever Bei Ye goes, the ghosts on that side must have channels to get the news and hide early.

After all, no one wants to be crunchy with a chicken flavor.

Getting back to the point, after grandma got the news that Yan Chixia killed someone under the pseudonym Liu Yidao, and then escaped from prison, she laughed heartily three times, and habitually shouted Xiaoqing, only to remember that this capable goddaughter had disappeared.

Her heart suddenly caught fire and she smashed the teacup in her hand.

As an old monster entrenched on one side, although she can't get much benefit compared to other big demons because the wood demon technique is not good at attacking, after all, the thousand-year-old heritage is there, and no one dares to underestimate it.

The reason why the power has always been able to maintain only a few miles around Lanruo Temple, and it has to form an alliance with the old demon of Montenegro to resist the encroachment of other demon and ghost forces, mainly because although there are more than 100 ghosts and wild demons under Grandma, they are all weak and overwhelmed.

finally selected Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing's two goddaughters and taught them the art of picking yang, hoping that they could become their right-hand men after a hundred years of hard work.

As a result, one was killed by the thief Liu.

The other is stubborn, although she was born with a fox, but she has never been willing to practice the art of collecting the sun by herself, so she was simply sold by her to the old demon of Montenegro.

"Xiao Qian!" Grandma cried out as she gritted her teeth.

A little demon came in, lay on the ground and trembled in return: "Grandma, Sister Xiaoqian didn't go back to the house last night, and now I don't know where." ”

In addition to grandma, these little demons and ghosts, even including Xiao Qian, are unable to walk in the sun because of their strength, and they can only hide underground during the day and cannot move.

Grandma was angry, and with a wave of her hand, a rattan whip appeared in the void and whipped straight to the little demon on the ground.

After three whips before stopping, the little demon had already appeared in the original form of a gopher, squeaking and screaming in pain.

"Tell me that all the demons should go out after nightfall tonight, and find me where the fugitive is hiding. I'm going to go and get Xiaoqian's slut back in person now! ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Grandma's face suddenly changed, and she disappeared with a cold snort.

On the ground, a bearded man was smirking, holding the big sword in his hand with both hands, and carved a few swords at the dry trunk of the big locust tree in front of him.

After carving for a while, he shook his head as if he was dissatisfied, drew a few circles, and slowly carved with a sword.

Suddenly, a branch of the tree was pumping rapidly.

Yan Chixia jumped sideways and calmly let go, her body seemed to be a little smarter than a few days ago.

"Yan Chixia! What are you doing! The locust tree shook and let out a roar.

Yan Chixia didn't stop, dodging the attacks of a few branches and vines, and replied with a laugh: "You old tree is stingy, I just looked at your thick trunk and wanted to engrave a message, but now I was interrupted by you before I finished carving." Also, now I don't need the name Yan Chixia, and I will be called Liu Yidao in the future. ”

I saw a line of words engraved crookedly on the trunk of the tree, Yan Chi (painted in a circle, altered) willow a knife to this one.

"Liu Yidao! When you first came here, I consulted with you kindly, and we went our separate ways, and the well water did not interfere with the river water, and you refused to pretend to be righteous at that time. The branches of the locust tree swayed, and the leaves kept falling, "As a result, I didn't offend you, but you deceived me three or four times, not only harmed my daughter, but also dared to come to me to provoke!" ”

After all, it was under the tree, and several vines attacked from several directions at the same time, and Yan Chixia was still swept into the air without noticing.

However, he was not in a hurry, reciting the Diamond Sutra, and the sword box that had never been opened behind him automatically opened.

A golden ancient sword flew into the sky, and then fell rapidly.

The vines were cut open like pieces of paper.

Yan Chixia took the sword with her backhand, and forced back the branches around her with a few more knives, and pressed the golden ancient sword against the trunk of the locust tree.

"Okay, everything still has to be strong. Now it's clear that you can't kill me. Yan Chixia was still relaxed, "And I, I also know that you have cultivated for thousands of years, and the underground roots have long been unknown where to spread, even if the trunk body of your tree is damaged, at most it will seriously hurt you, and if you want to completely destroy it, you can't." ”

The branches and vines that were constantly dancing all stopped, and Grandma was silent for a while before she slowly asked, "What do you want?" ”

"Let's talk."

"Just talking?"

"Just talk!"

……

Just as the fugitive, an old demon, seemed to be discussing some ulterior PY deal, there were also two people in another place in the forest who were talking secretly.

In a room on the first floor of Lanruo Temple, all the windows were closed, and the places where the air and light leaked were even hastily stared at with wooden boards, and only a red candle brought some flickering light.

Next to the candle, Qi Zihuan was holding a knife and carving a puppet.

Nie Xiaoqian sat beside him, her head on her knees, her eyes fixed, not knowing what she was thinking.

After a while, Qi Zihuan stopped what he was doing, raised the puppet to his mouth, and blew it gently.

Sawdust flies, and the appearance of the puppet shows the whole picture.

Well, the joints and other places still apply Marie. Xiao's technique, and the emphasis is on the puppet's convex and curvy, curvaceous and obviously a woman.

What's even more rare is that Qi Zihuan carved his facial features this time, if you look closely, he is six or seven points similar to Xiaoqian.

"Alright, come on."

Qi Zihuan held the puppet in front of him and looked at it carefully, as if he was very satisfied.

Nie Xiaoqian disappeared.

The puppet moved.

A small wooden hand was inserted near the artery on the left side of Qi Zihuan's neck.

Grip tightly, pull.

Blood is like a fountain, washing the delicate little puppet into blood.

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