Qian Branding went out the next day and found a little girl in the yard, not tall, not very old, holding a broom skillfully cleaning the yard.

The little girl was working, and Yun Chu, who was digging under the pear tree, was also doing things, and the two were talking and laughing, and they got along very well.

Qian got up early, but he didn't go out, he listened to all directions, and he knew what was happening outside without going out.

The little girl is the daughter of Aunt Ying next door, and she was brought over by Aunt Ying early in the morning, saying that she was helping them cook, do housework or something·····

The little girl's crisp Brother Chu, it is not difficult to imagine that acquaintances always have endless words to say when they meet.

The soil around the pear tree has been loosened, Yun Chu half-squatted, holding the hoe hand in the crook of his leg, saw the Qianzhi in front of the door, and said with a smile: "Come out, there is food in the kitchen, you go and get it yourself." ”

A thousand brands shook their heads, a little surprised.

Dressed in cloth clothes, holding a hoe in his hand, the ground under the tree is fluffy, and the young master is turning the soil to do labor?

However, Qian Hao had to admit that the current young master was the easiest time he had ever seen, letting go of the shackles of Tianyun and being as peaceful as an ordinary child.

"Xiaoya, this is your brother Qianzhu, he will live with us during this time."

Xiaoya looked at Qianyan with an expressionless face, and suddenly had a feeling that her heart was blocked, and she didn't dare to breathe loudly.

He is Brother Chu's friend? Looks so fierce.

The little girl shouted "Brother Qianzhu", came to Yunchu with a broom, covered her head and didn't speak.

Chi Yan didn't care, he washed his face with water, and then went to the pot house.

Yun Chu got up and was about to go to the river to wash his hands, glanced at the pot house, thought about it, turned to Xiaoya and said, "Xiaoya, don't look at him coldly and don't speak, in fact, he is an excellent person, I will not be there in the future, don't be afraid of him, get along with him well." You know! ”

Xiaoya is only twelve years old, and people who are good to her feel close, such as Yun Chu, everyone in the family is very grateful to him, not only because he saved his brother, but also gave money to help his father open a restaurant, but the small scale is the hope of the family.

Brother Chu was so kind to her family that he didn't even want anything in return, the only request was to let them help take care of his small courtyard.

Therefore, she will listen to whatever Brother Chu says, Xiaoya followed out of the courtyard gate, nodded, and said crisply: "Xiaoya will definitely take care of Brother Qianzhu, but where is Brother Chu going?" ”

Yun Chu washed the dirt off the hoe, stared at the fragmentary reflections in the ripples, and said, "Well, I may go out for a few days." ”

If that person doesn't show up, he can not go.

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Night, endless darkness, the stars and moon that illuminate the night also seem obscure and unclear on such a night, and the shadows of the trees in front of the flowers that are usually admired are now as eerie and terrifying as the evil ghosts beckoning to him.

This fear occupies his whole body and mind, there is nowhere to escape, nowhere to escape, there is nowhere to escape, fear is pervasive and occupies every day of his life, he knows that it will be his turn next, but he doesn't know when that person will do it?

He hadn't slept well since he received the blood-stained token, and he fainted with fright the moment he saw the token, but his trembling reason pulled back his fainting consciousness, because he couldn't be scared to death, let alone commit suicide, and he hadn't seen the person who was going to kill him.

The last person who died under this token killed himself, but even if he died, he still changed everything, but it caused disaster to the whole family, because the killer who gave him the token could not find him, but killed all his family, and no one survived!

Only half a year after the tragedy, he had not yet recovered from the terrible shock, but the command sign had pierced the three-foot-high wall at the head of the bed without him noticing.

The person who wanted to kill him knew the situation of the mansion well, even if there were guards outside, he could still come and go freely, and it would be easy to take his life when he entered his room as if he were in no man's land.

However, the man did not kill him, but left only this token, which made him live in fear all day long, more fearful than death.

There have been two bloody cases in a row this year, and the death toll has reached 100 people, and several of them are important ministers of the imperial court.

Most of the deceased were killed by a sword, and only a few were pierced through the chest with a sharp weapon, and a horrific bloody hole pierced through the front and back of the chest.

The murderer is supposed to be the same person.

There was no blood at the scene, and the smell of blood permeated the entire imperial capital, how many people were terrified when they saw the death of the bloody hole that crushed the five internal organs!

And at the scene of these two crimes, they found the same token, a dark red token soaked in blood, and the word 'wind cloud' was profound on the front and back!

The wind rises, the world changes!

How many people have been terrified by a mysterious organization that has risen in recent years?

But what he cares about is not its mystery, but the sacrificial killing methods it uses. In my memory, it was a long-lost royal family that used to punish traitors.

What does it mean to reappear now?

Is the murderer for revenge? No, that race is long gone......

Wrong! Cloudy eyes looked at Feng Yun Ling in horror, and they had a descendant alive......

The old man's body shook a few times weakly, holding on to the table and barely falling down, he was frightened by the speculation in his mind.

No! No! No! How could it be him? What does that look like...... How could it be him!

Night, silently.

The guards in the courtyard fell equally silently.

The door opened, and a cold wind poured in, so cold that his teeth chattered.

The trembling body walked out, but he was so shaky that he fell down after just two steps, and his body no longer felt any pain, he got up and held on to the wall and continued to walk, and the short way out suddenly became longer, as if it would never end.

Finally, he came out anyway.

The night breeze in the courtyard was circulating, and there was no superfluous movement quietly, and the guards stationed in the courtyard fell to the ground and did not know whether they were alive or dead.

In the middle of the courtyard, a tall black figure stood quietly, unable to see his face, his whole person shrouded in a black cloak, and a black sword hilt was exposed on his back.

Overcoming the fear in his heart as best he could, he asked, "Who are you?" ”

"The one who took your life." A cold voice, without any ups and downs.

His fate was on the verge of death, but he gradually calmed down.

"I'm not afraid of death, I just want to die blindly, tell me, who are you?"

This time, no one answered him.

"Zhao Deming."

Zhao Deming is his name, and he was also the name of a famous general in Yu State, he would not have thought that he would die in this way when he was half a horse.

This person's movements were too fast, and the sound of the sword was coming, Zhao Deming only felt that his chest was filled with cold air, his eyes were still rolling, and his brain could still think.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, but no blood was coming out of the black hole on his chest......

His cloudy eyes gradually covered with a layer of white mist, and he reached out to grab the man, but he fell forward without any strength, and his body was weak.

The moment he closed his eyes, he saw the eyes under the cloak, bright and cold, but lifeless, as deep as a pool of stagnant water.

Zhao Deming's last sentence, "I know who you are...... Please...... Let them go. ”

What if you know who he is? Dead people never tell secrets.

Who did you put it? Your family? Or is it just like you, the same damn people?

The corners of the black clothes brushed the old man's gray face, and the residual wind rolled up the dust, and the dust fell away as a sparse shadow.

Night, return to peace.

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Two days later.

In the small courtyard at the end of Rong Lane, a small table was placed in the courtyard, and Yun Chu was teaching Xiaoya to write, when there was a sudden knock on the door.

Qianzhi has nothing to do, chopping wood and fetching water, and easily completing the work assigned by the young master, this will only be him looking at the two people who are writing on the side.

Hearing a knock on the door, he got up and came to the front of the courtyard, and opened the door to see a young man dressed as a scholar.

"Hello, I'm looking for Gongzi Yunchu."

Qian Xuan turned around, and Yun Chu was already walking towards this side.

"I am."

"The master asked the little one to tell you a word, 'If you don't believe in your words, you don't know what you can do'." How can you repent of what you promised me?

After the young man finished speaking, he took out a bamboo scroll from his sleeve, handed it to Yun Chu, and said, "The master said that if the son encounters difficulties on this trip, you can find him according to the address above." ”

Yun Chu took the bamboo roll, the young man hugged his fists and saluted, ready to leave, Yun Chu stopped him, looked at his puzzled gaze, and said: "You also help me bring a message to your master, tell him that it is foolish to know that he can't do it!" ”

When he reacted, the door was already closed in front of him.