The night was like ink, and in the thick fog of the woods, there was suddenly a faint spark that flickered and flickered.

It's not a light, it's a fire. I don't know if it's tea or medicine on the stove?

What is the box that shines in the dark? There is also a stunning woman sleeping inside, who is she?

Silent silence, the silence of the earth is like death, only a stream of green smoke on the incense is still dancing in the night, but even the dance of this green smoke also carries a kind of sad and terrifying death, as if the god of death itself is hovering in the evening sky, waiting for the soul!

The wind kept blowing, and Konoha kept whining in the wind.

A bitter and crisp fragrance wafted in the wind.

I don't know how long it took, but she raised her head tremblingly, she felt so cold, and her limbs became stiff, as if she was in an ice cellar.

"The girl is awake?" A deep voice sounded in Hua Yan's ears.

She didn't recognize the voice.

She tried to squirm, only to realize that her hands and feet were firmly bound by chains.

"Who are you? What do you want? Hua Yan asked coldly.

The man chuckled, "I thought with the girl's intelligence, I would have guessed." Looks like I'm overestimating you. ”

Painting Yan's heart froze, "Zijun Mountain? She blurted out as she recalled what had happened before she fell unconscious.

But this man's voice was completely different from before, like an old man who was close to the ancients.

"Looks like you still know a little bit, but isn't it too late?" Zijunshan pulled over a bamboo chair and sat by the fire, quietly looking at the painting face tied to the cross wooden frame.

It turned out that all this was a conspiracy of Zijun Mountain. He'd been looking out everything about painting for months. He knew that Huayan was seriously injured and urgently needed medicine to restore his internal strength, so he attracted her under the pretext of looking for three martial arts masters to enter the valley to learn martial arts.

The candidates for entering the valley were all carefully selected by him from among the competitors, and Guan Er naturally deliberately released the water, otherwise with his skills, I am afraid that he would not be able to get out of the Black Forest.

Zijun Mountain's purpose is to let Guan Er reveal the true identity of Huayan and test whether she has really lost her martial arts.

Unexpectedly, Yumian and Qingxu Dao long-distance ginseng came in, disrupting his layout.

In order to avoid him from getting into trouble in the future, Zijun Mountain deliberately arranged the room between the Qingxu Daoist and the jade face in one place, and at night, on the grounds of discussing the matter, poisoned the invisible, took the opportunity to kill him, and blamed the matter on the head of the jade face, killing two birds with one stone.

The last black shadow Jade Mian saw was Zijun Mountain.

Although Zijun Mountain was ruthless and had arranged all the plans, he didn't dare to do anything to Yumian. He knew the skills of Jade Face, and he was extremely smart and clever, fighting alone, he was not very sure.

In the end, he saw that he couldn't make a mistake, so he had to transfer Yumian away from Huayan on the grounds of investigating the murder. Arrange for him to leave the villa to hunt for the murderer.

and then deliberately revealed the clues of the identity of the painting to Guan Er.

Guan Er received the note in the room and wanted to verify it. If it weren't for the reminder of this note, he wouldn't have noticed that the blind girl had painted her face before.

Coincidentally, as soon as he arrived in the garden, he heard the conversation between Ziyi and Huayan, and found that Yumian was not here, so he started to kill.

Getting rid of a competitor makes it more likely that he will get spring water, and he has no scruples.

What he didn't expect was that Huayan had lost its internal strength, and Requiem was still so powerful.

However, after the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch, the painting finally fell into the hands of Zijun Mountain.

"What happened to you with the jade noodles?! Where is he?! Hua Yan asked angrily.

"He? I'm afraid he is still intoxicated in the gentle countryside at this time, and he doesn't know who Huayan is! Tell me, let me see, how much do you know? Zijun Shan sneered and curled up in the bamboo chair again.

Thinking back to what had happened in the past few days, Hua Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I didn't expect that we all became your pawns!" You've been keeping an eye on my situation, knowing that I'm seriously injured, and you've deliberately released the news. The so-called martial arts in the valley are all excuses, just to lure us here. From the Black Forest to this way, how much blood of heroes was spilled! They have nothing to do with you, but you shouldn't have harmed them! ”

Zijun Shan smiled lazily: "If you don't do this, how can it look realistic?"

"You spent all your effort to kill so many people, just because I had a jade flute engraved with the flower of the other side? It's ridiculous! Hua Yan said angrily.

Zijun Shan sat upright from his chair, "Do you know that the jade flute was originally something that has been passed down from generation to generation by my madman valley lord?!" It is no accident that it is engraved with the totem of the flower of the other side! Only the Valley Master of the Madman Valley deserves it! And it is in your hands, this is not a coincidence, but providence! You're the one who was re-chosen by the Flower of the Other Side! ”

Hua Yan raised his head in surprise, "So, when you see the pattern of the flower on the other side of the ancient book, you are convinced of the content of the book?" ”

"Do you know ancient books? Ziyi told you again. ”

Hua Yan remembered what Ziyi had asked her about Xiao, and although she had an answer in her heart, she still asked with hope: "Ziyi knew your plan from the beginning?" ”

Zijun Shan smiled meaninglessly, "My daughter has always been smart, even if I don't have to say anything, she can be clear. ”

It turns out that I am the most naïve person. Huayan sighed weakly.

The steam boiling over the fire makes people drowsy.

At the dinner that day, as well as in the back garden just now, Huayan smelled the same fragrance, which was the fragrance coming from the stove.

Zijun Shan felt that he had rested enough, and got up again to work. His movements were respectful and gentle, and he carefully stacked handfuls of dry firewood at the feet of the painter, and he did it so meticulously that each piece of firewood was placed neatly.

Hua Yan sensed from the voice what he was about to do, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"How long are you going to be obsessed?! Madame's death, is it in vain?! Hua Yan tried to distract him with dialogue.

Zijun Shan stopped his movements and said coldly: "You don't know anything, you are not qualified to talk about this!" ”

Hua Yan sneered, "Isn't all this you doing now just to bring me here and complete your murder plan?!" How many more kills do you have to kill before you give up?! ”

Zijun Shan put down the firewood in his hand and slowly got up, "I don't want to do this either, but I have to do it." It's just that you are the one who was chosen by the flower of the other side. Only by sacrificing you can I exchange it for my wife......" After speaking, he turned to look at the woman lying quietly in the crystal coffin, full of tenderness.

"Your wife? Isn't she already ......," said Hua Yan.

"Yes, she was burned to the ground. But after a lot of hard work, I was able to restore her body. But despite all my efforts, I could not bring her to her senses. There is only sacrifice...... Right! Only by letting you replace her can she be resurrected! ”

"Impossible! All this is just your wishful thinking! There are no legends at all, there will be no resurrection at all! You are so guilty that you cannot escape God's punishment! Hua Yan said angrily.

Zijun Shan looked at Hua Yan with a surprised look, and he retorted, "That's because you haven't seen the resurrection technique of the water god with your own eyes. That's it...... You don't understand ......."

Zi Junshan took out a dried flower from his arms, walked to the stove, lit the flower, closed his eyes and chanted words to the sky, and made a few strange sounds from time to time.

No one could hear what he was saying.

After chanting the mantra, he slowly came to Huayan's side, "No one will come to save you, accept your fate." ”

Faint sparks fell into the thick dead grass, instantly igniting a raging fire!

The journey was difficult, but I didn't expect to be able to escape death.

As soon as I thought of this, I was full of guns.

Huayan was no longer powerless to struggle, and let the fire gradually spread to her.

Perhaps death is the best destination. What could be more fascinating in this world than "death"?

The charm of death, is it a kind of forgetting? Yes.

How difficult it is to forget, and what can be completely forgotten except "death".

Not only is it forgotten, but it is gone, there is nothing. Life is gone, death is gone, happiness is gone, pain is gone.

What a relief, how utter!

Thinking of this, Hua Yan smiled. It was as if she had spotted a light in the darkness, and that light was guiding her to a certain place.

"Yan'er!"

Suddenly a man's face flashed in the light.

"Bright?! How are you? Surprised, she walked a few steps towards him, but there was no one to be seen.

"Yan'er! You wait for me! ”

Huayan looked around blankly, "Minglang, where are you?!" ”

There was a sharp sound of blades colliding, disturbing the sweet dream of painting Yan.

The light was gone, and there was still darkness around them.

The blazing fire burned her skin.

Jade Mian escaped the pursuit of Zijun Mountain, jumped to Huayan's side, cut off the iron chains on her body, and carried her away from the fire.

"Yan'er, how do you feel?" Jade Mian sat down on the ground and looked at her worriedly.

Huayan shook his head and was choked by the smoke and coughed.

At this moment, Zijun Mountain led a group of attendants to chase after him from behind.

His body is as fast as a swift wind, as light as a flying flotsam, and a long sword in his hand is as urgent as lightning.

The sword stabbed at the Jade-Faced Child's vest like lightning.

This sword is so fast, even if it is stabbed head-on, there are few people in the world who can dodge it, let alone attack from behind.

The jade-faced boy only felt a chill in his vest, and the sword wind was piercing, and it was too late to dodge again.

The tip of the sword had pierced into his back.

A sharp pain penetrated into Yumian's heart.

Every muscle in his body gave birth to a violent reaction, and his body immediately flew up, turning over in the air, and throwing out the silver fan in his hand with his backhand.

Zijun Mountain succeeded with one sword, and the second sword was about to be stabbed out, when he suddenly saw a flash of silver light, he was startled and retreated eight feet.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yumian immediately picked up the painting and ran towards the depths of the forest.

Hua Yan's hand touched the blood flowing from Yumian's back, and she trembled, "Are you injured?" ”

Yumian only cared about holding her all the way, and didn't care about the wounds on his body at all, in order to reassure her, he tried his best to speak calmly, "A little injury, I'm fine." ”

Hua Yan withdrew his trembling hand, feeling guilty in his heart.

The jade face performed a wonderful light skill, running hundreds of meters in one breath, without the slightest pause under his feet, and his eyes did not let go of the grass and trees everywhere

Suddenly, there was a sound of "bang-la-la", and it swept over with the wind, and Yu Mian was startled in his heart, but his eyes had already seen a soft sword flying straight over!