The sages once said that if people live in the world, if they have no foresight, they will have near-term worries.

Zhen Yue doesn't know what the true meaning of these words is, but according to her understanding, life is in the world, and troubles are always around.

She thought it made sense, so she wrote it down.

For example, her current situation has become extremely embarrassing.

Since the little shepherd Mu Qingshan accepted Jizhou, he began to vigorously suppress the power of Sen Luo Hall in Jizhou, and Sen Luo did not seem to be willing to fight hard with this little prince, so he chose to gradually shrink his power underground, and some necessary things began to hire some supernumerary people to participate in a lot of money, Zhen Yue and the four people under her happened to be the lucky ones.

The term "lucky" is appropriate.

Although Zhen Yue has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, he knew very little about Senluo Hall before that. I only know that it seems to be an organization with both killers and intelligence agencies, doing things fairly, the underworld and the white way are quite connected, and the price offered by the other party is very expensive, so Zhen Yue took over the deal and used it as a dark line to contact various businessmen in Dazhou and entrust them with the goods.

Sen Luo Hall is also as rumored, very fair, as long as things are done properly, the money that should be given is never a lot, Zhen Yue, who has been in Dazhou for several years, is naturally very satisfied with today's life.

But the days went on until a few days ago.

Jianghu, to put it nicely, naturally there are those young people fighting swords and white horses riding the wind told by Mr. Storyteller.

But aside from these, Zhen Yue, who has been in the mix for many years, also knows very well that the depths of the rivers and lakes are more filthy and filthy than those above the court, and she probably doesn't care about the business of Senluo Palace, how can she manage it.

It's just that a few years ago, an old couple who had helped him suddenly came with the news that their young son was lost, and the old woman was so distressed that she didn't swallow a breath and died. Zhen Yue went back to the funeral, and after learning what happened, he was determined to help the old couple find their young son, and this investigation found out that Sen Luodian was not just a killer and a seller of intelligence.

In addition to these accidents, it seems that they are also engaged in the wanton buying of young children, and nine out of ten cases of young children stolen every year in Jizhou are closely related to it.

Zhen Yue took Hu Ma and the four of them along the way to lift the rudder of the Senluo Hall located on the border of Jizhou, and brought back the children stolen by the old man, but he also offended the Senluo Hall and was chased and killed all the way.

At this moment, they met the lord in the carriage, who not only dispersed the wolf-like killers of the Sen Luo Palace, but also promised to let them take him out of Great Zhou and go to Great Xia, so that they could pay them a few rich entanglements, enough to allow them to start their lives again in Great Xia with a new identity. But the other party's request was very strange, to find a caravan that had been used as cover, and it had to be the caravan he had designated, so there was a matter of crossing the Antler Plains with Boss Gan.

Now that person made a request not to detour, and the price offered made Zhen Yue unable to refuse no matter what, she faintly realized that something was wrong, but she clearly knew the ability of Senluo Palace, and finally chose to remain silent and accept this dangerous deal.

......

"What about you, what do you want?" After the man said this, his eyes fell on Xu Han on the side.

I don't know if it was because the person in the carriage attached great importance to Xu Han that surprised everyone, or because they wanted to know what kind of answer Xu Han would give, in short, at that time, everyone's eyes fell straight on Xu Han.

I saw that the young man with a black cat always standing on his shoulder lowered his head at that time, and he was silent and thought for a long time before he raised his head again and asked, "Are you from Senluo Palace?"

"Hmm. The man did not hesitate much, and quickly answered the boy's question.

It's just that Zhen Yue and the others on the side heard this, and they were inevitably stunned again. They were already being chased and killed by the Senluo Palace, but they didn't want to help them get rid of the people who were chasing and killing them.

Xu Han was not surprised when he got the answer he already knew, so he raised his head again and said, "I want a message." ”

"What news. The man in the carriage asked.

"Seven years ago, in Qingzhou Shangyun City, whether a teenager who entered the Gu Forest was dead or alive!"

"You even know about Gu Lin. The tone of the man in the carriage finally changed slightly, but he quickly suppressed the strange color and asked again, "Name." ”

"Liu Sheng. ”

Xu Hanyan said that this question has always existed in his mind, such as the life and death of the people in the Gu Forest are mostly recorded in the Senluo Palace, of course, there are also a small number of people who escaped the surveillance of the person in charge because of the rampant monsters in the Gu Forest, and left a record of unknown life and death, but in a sense, such a record is equivalent to death.

Xu Han was not reconciled to this, especially after finding Liu Xiao and Liu Mo, the idea of finding out Liu Sheng's life and death became stronger and stronger. And this person in front of him is obviously the best opportunity, since he can avoid the pursuit of Zhen Yue and the others, then it means that his position in the Senluo Hall must not be low, and he may have the ability to organize a thorough investigation of Gu Lin.

It's just that what Xu Han didn't expect was that the man who had always been calm before, after hearing the word Liu Sheng, the look in his eyes suddenly froze, and he seemed to be quite shocked.

"What's your name. It wasn't until more than ten breaths later that the man asked again.

"Xu Han. Xu Han replied truthfully, Ghost Bodhi had erased all the information about him from the Senluo Hall before, and at this moment he was naturally not afraid to tell his identity truthfully.

"Xu Han..."The man muttered the name, but the hand hidden in the shadow of the carriage involuntarily stroked the dagger engraved with the word Han in the cuff, and after a long time, he said: "You will get the answer you want." ”

......

Great Zhou, the land of Qingzhou.

In the dark and ghostly Gu forest.

Gu Lin was cast a secret method by the power, and it was difficult for ordinary people to perceive his existence, and the center of Gu Lin was filled with demonic energy, a behemoth's corpse was lying in it, his flesh and blood had long been rotten, but the purple demonic energy was still gushing out from his white bones, which was the nutrient of Gu Lin, and it was also the root cause of the endless emergence of monsters in this Gu forest.

And above the head of this behemoth, it is also the place where the demonic energy around it is the thickest.

A little monk with red lips and white teeth was sitting cross-legged.

His brow furrowed, and a large bead of sweat lay on his forehead, as if he was fighting to the death against some invisible enemy.

A figure wrapped in darkness suddenly appeared beside the little monk, and he looked at him silently for a long time, and there was no half of the wave in his cold eyes.

"You still can't do it. The dark shadow sighed and said.

The little monk's eyes slowly opened, and his eyes surged with a rich pitch blackness, and in the depths of this pitch blackness, there was a faint white glow struggling desperately in the boundless darkness, like a warrior in a dead situation, stubbornly resisting, and never dying.

"Why?" the little monk asked, looking at the man, his face a little confused, but the beads of sweat on his forehead did not subside, but intensified.

"Someone has planted a good thought in your heart that you are not his opponent, or that you yourself do not want it. The shadow whispered.

"But if I can't, I'll die, right?" asked the little monk again.

"Hmm. The dark shadow's tone was low, with an indescribable vicissitudes of life.

"But I don't want her to die. The little monk said again.

"Then let me help you. The shadow said, and the eyes that were hidden in the shadows suddenly glowed with scarlet blood.

"Help me, how?"

"Do you believe in Buddhism?" asked the Shadow.

The little monk subconsciously wanted to nod, but when he thought of the indifferent eyes of the people in Liujia Village, he suddenly hesitated.

So, he replied truthfully, "I don't know..."

"The old monk said that good is rewarded with good and evil is rewarded with evil, but I can't see good retribution, only evil retribution..."

"The old monk also said that as long as you put down the butcher's knife, you can become a Buddha on the ground, so if the wicked person puts down the knife and becomes a Buddha, then what about the good people who die in his hands..."

The little monk muttered to himself, the more he spoke, the more confused his eyes became, he couldn't understand this truth, but this truth seemed to be inserted into his mind by life, lingering, and every time he thought about it, he would feel a splitting headache.

The black shadow looked at the little monk in front of him, and a hint of strange color flashed in his cold eyes.

It was a gaze of contempt and pity, complicated to the extreme.

"It's simple. ”

"When there's a point where your faith doesn't make you better, then..."

As the black shadow spoke, a hand suddenly stretched out and gently pressed on the top of the little monk's head, and a rich black qi suddenly poured out of his hand and poured into the little monk's body like a tide.

His voice was also muffled at that time, with a bewitching smell, like a ghostly cappella in the mountains at night, fascinating, but secretly murderous.

He said, "Well, kill it." ”

After saying this, the black qi in his hand suddenly surged, and the little monk's body shook at that time, and the qi around his body suddenly became weird.

And the only remaining wisp of white light in his eyes shone stubbornly a few times under the tumbling black gas, and finally returned to calm in unwillingness.

At that moment, the little monk's eyes became completely black, like a pair of empty black holes, and anything it looked at could not escape the fate of being devoured.

Then he let out a long, terrible howl, like a vicious beast.

And the dense demonic energy in the Gu Forest also poured into his body from his eyes like a tide at that time, and the momentum around him became majestic at that moment, becoming majestic, and becoming invincible.

The dark shadow watched everything, and the blood in his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"Yes, exactly. ”

"This is what you are..."

"Dongjun, you can't suppress him after all!!"