The night was deep, the sky was cloudy, and there was not a trace of starlight and moonlight. Guiyun Mountain in Jingzhou is shrouded in darkness, silent and mysterious, and the shadowy trees on the mountain seem to turn into endless demons and monsters, revealing a frightening atmosphere.

Halfway up the mountainside, inside a long-abandoned ruined temple, there was a ball of fire, like a shining lamp, which looked extra dazzling against the background of darkness.

Facing away from the temple door, a young scholar with a face like a crown of jade, a slender figure, sitting cross-legged next to the fire, crossed legs, put a five-string guqin, the difference is that the base of this guqin is actually a piece of exquisite white jade carving, shining under the firelight, the strings are not tendons and non-silk, at first glance it looks like a transparent gel, look carefully, among the five strings, there are red, white, green, Xuan, yellow five-color streamers, from time to time from the depths of the strings. [Search for the latest updates; The scholar held down Guqin Yue Mountain with one hand, and placed it between the dragon pond and the phoenix swamp with the other hand, his eyes were lowered, as if he was sleeping, but his waist was upright like a flagpole.

Opposite the scholar, sat a little girl about ten years old, very cute, with a pair of big black and clear eyes, as if showing innocence that had not been polluted by the world.

The temple was badly damaged, and it was windy on all sides, and a strong mountain wind blew through it, and the shadow of the fire swayed, and a podge of firewood ashes rushed towards the little girl.

The young scholar opened his eyes suddenly, exhaled and shouted, "Points!"

The ashes of the firewood were like the elves that gave birth to wisdom, and with the shouts of the scholars, they suddenly separated, missed the position of the little girl, and fell to the ground.

The little girl who was bored suddenly became excited, and applauded vigorously: "Brother Yi, you are so amazing." ”

A trace of warmth flashed in the scholar's eyes, and he said softly, "Is it cold?"

The little girl shook her head like a rattle, and said crisply, "It's not cold!"

At that time, it was already April, and it was already summer, but for Jingzhou, the weather was still a little cold, especially at night in the mountains, it was more obvious, this little girl was short-dressed, and her arms and legs were exposed, just like she was born in a poor family, and she was still wearing old clothes from a few years ago.

The scholar looked at the little girl lovingly, stood up, the guqin on his lap followed his upright, played gently, was gently wrapped by his right hand, held in his arms, walked over slowly, took off the shirt and draped it on the little girl: "Wait for Ming'er We will go into the city and buy you a suitable dress." ”

The little girl's head shook even more, her little hand grabbed the corner of the scholar's clothes, and her eyes were full of worry: "No, we can't enter the city, there are many bad people in the city." Jing'er is not afraid of the cold, really, Brother Yi, don't worry. ”

Two strange laughter suddenly sounded at the entrance of the temple, one was like a night owl, extremely ugly, and the other sounded very obscene, quite a bit of a harlequin who played the dog's leg in the drama deliberately pretended to be a treacherous laugh.

Immediately afterwards, a lewd voice said: "I can't imagine that Yi Shaoxia's hobbies are the same as a certain family, and we happen to be close to each other." ”

The scholar's face sank, he had already heard the identity of the person, the night owl's voice was Luo Yi, the soul hooker, and the obscene voice was the Wutong Sect Left Protector Shu Zicheng, the former was ruthless and brutal, killing people and goods from the rest of the world, but he was a thief who had been rampant in Jingzhou for many years, and the latter believed in evil gods, **shameless, and liked ** young girls the most, notorious in the rivers and lakes, these two people were behind themselves, and they were thrown off by themselves several times in succession, and they still caught up now.

The little girl didn't understand Shu Zicheng's obscene words, and asked curiously, "Brother Yi, what hobbies do you have in common with that person outside?"

The scholar had a gloomy face and shouted in a low voice: "That man is talking nonsense, don't pay attention to him!"

The little girl heard the scholar's anger and said timidly, "Oh. ”

Uncle Zicheng was very happy to hear it, let out a lewd laugh again, and strode into the door of the broken temple: "Little sister, your brother Yi won't explain to you, come and uncle will explain to you, hehe." ”

The scholar raised his eyebrows: "You are looking for death!" As soon as the figure was displayed, he had stopped in front of the little girl, put the strings on his left hand, and was ready to go.

At this moment, the roof of the broken temple hall cracked a big hole, tiles fell like raindrops, and a black shadow smashed at the little girl with the sound of whirring wind.

The scholar attacked Shu Zicheng, took a step back slightly, leaned back, and faced the hammer-wielding man who fell from the sky, shouting: "Get out!"

The scholar waved his left arm, and with a long groan, countless invisible true qi erupted from the white jade guqin, shattering the tiles in the sky, and the big man who jumped from the roof was shocked, where could he care about killing the little girl?

Just listening to the sneering sound, Dahan's double hammers were covered with round holes half a foot deep, and the true qi that was not stopped by the double hammers directly penetrated Dahan's body, shooting dozens of bloody arrows from behind him.

The big man screamed, fell from the air, the double hammer was out of his hand, covered in blood, and he couldn't stand up again, but he didn't die on the spot, his eyes were full of fear and glanced at the young scholar, and he struggled to crawl towards the outside of the temple.

Uncle Cheng laughed fiercely, and was about to move, when another person walked in from the door of the main hall, and slapped his palm on the heavenly spirit cover of the big man: "Waste!"

The big man was hit by this palm, his skull shattered, and he was angry on the spot.

The scholar protected the little girl behind him, frowned, and said, "Although you are not the same as Li Jiazhuang, this time you have the same purpose, why did you kill him?"

It was Luo Yi who killed the big man, and when he heard this, he laughed strangely: "Li Guangde, this waste, is useless to live! And your subordinates are merciful, he will not be grateful, and you still don't thank me for helping you solve the trouble?" haha!"

The scholar said lightly: "Li Guangde is a registered disciple of the silent master of the Burning Lamp Ancient Temple, he died a tragic death, it is impossible for the Burning Lamp Ancient Temple to sit idly by, are you planning to blame me?"

Luo Yi sneered: "What? No, do you still think that you are a jade gentleman who is admired by everyone? Now you are the scum of the rivers and lakes, the public enemy of martial arts, and the rat crossing the street that everyone shouts and beats, which is more stinky than Lao Tzu's reputation! If the words of the two of us are said at the same time, who do you think others will believe?"

There was a bitterness in the scholar's heart, Luo Yi's words were not unreasonable, since he got into trouble this time, all the reputation he had worked hard to accumulate in the past few years was in vain, not to mention his enemies or people who had nothing to do with him, even people who had received his favors in the past, friends who had made friends with him, all drew a line with himself, and even participated in the encirclement and suppression of himself.

The little girl behind the scholar grabbed the hem of his clothes and whispered, "I'm sorry." ”

Hearing this, the scholar's mood suddenly improved, endless pride surged in his chest, he turned around and touched the little girl's head, and laughed: "Little fool, how many times do you want to say this sentence?"

Luo Yi and Uncle Zicheng were overjoyed when they saw this, glanced at each other, and flew up at the same time.

Luo Yi kicked his feet on the ground, his body rose into the air, and his right palm stretched out, shaped like an eagle's claw, and grabbed the scholar's head.

Shu Zicheng twisted his body, turned into a whirlwind, blew towards the scholar, and when he came to the scholar's back about a zhang, the whirlwind was like a group of snakes dancing wildly, flying out countless arms, faster than lightning, hitting the scholar's vest.

The two of them moved so quickly that the little girl saw them move, and before she could call out to be careful, their attack was already close to the scholar's body.

The scholar didn't look back, and said calmly: "The pearl of rice grains also shines." The left hand was still pressed on the little girl's head, and with a slight flick of the right arm, a white light unfolded, forming a light behind him.

Luo Yi's iron claws grasped the light building, only to hear the gurgling sound, all five fingers were broken, and he screamed in pain, turned over and retreated to the same place, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Shu Zicheng's palm shadow hit the light building, crackling like a shower, and he was never able to take a step forward, and finally the whirlwind returned the same way, revealing Shu Zicheng's face flushed.

The scholar turned his head and said in a deep voice: "Li Guangde is just deceived by others, and everyone is the same, I don't have the same knowledge as him, you two are full of evil, and you dare to run to death, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." ”

Luo Yi and Shu Zicheng heard it in their ears, secretly exclaimed that it was not good, and without thinking, they split into two ways and fled with their backs.

The scholar snorted coldly, raised his left hand, and two silver rays as thin as gossamer flew out, and he heard Luo and Uncle each scream, and fell to the ground, motionless.

After the scholar killed Luo Yi and Shu Zicheng, his face did not turn clear, but became even more gloomy: "Brother Zeng also came to hunt me down?"

"Alas!" A sigh came from the night wind, and a handsome young man in brocade with a long sword on his back appeared at the door of the main hall: "Brother Yi, why are you suffering?"

The scholar also sighed: "Brother Zeng, why are you suffering? This matter has nothing to do with you at all, I don't want to do anything with you, why don't you let it go?"

The young man in brocade stood opposite the scholar and said, "Why do I want to do it with you? Why do the brothers Wang, Lei, Zhou, and Jian want to do it with you?" As he spoke, his emotions became agitated, and his voice became louder and louder: "But why do you ignore persuasion and insist on going your own way? Do you know what you are doing?"

The scholar pursed his lips: "Entrusted by people, loyal to people." ”

The young man in brocade said angrily: "Bullshit! Could it be that someone asked you to kill people, set fires, and kidnap you?!"

The scholar said unwaveringly: "My friend entrusted me to take care of a little girl before he died. ”

"Girl?" the brocade-clothed boy looked up to the sky and snorted, pointing at the scholar and scolding: "You pig brain! Have you ever seen a girl who grows a year old one day? This is obviously a demon!"

The scholar said: "I haven't seen it before, but now I do." ”

The young man in brocade was stunned when he heard this, and then roared angrily: "Do you want to be angry with me? Don't you know that she is the reincarnation of a witch?! Even if you don't believe me, those evil demons, and the disciples of the Demon Sect, can it be that Master Wu, Ziyuan Zhenren, Long Daxia, and the White Alliance Master will also lie to you?! Why are you so stupid?!"

The scholar said: "What if she is the reincarnation of a witch? She is her, the witch is a witch, the cause and effect of the previous life is the previous life, and the present life is the main cause, not involved in the past." ”

The brocade-clothed young man said angrily: "You said it lightly! Do you know that the witch was reincarnated seven times, creating eight bloody storms that swept the rivers and lakes, and almost all the sects and sects were involved at that time, and every sect and family that has been inherited for more than three hundred years has someone who died at the hands of the witch! This time, no matter what, we must strangle this witch who has harmed for thousands of years and has committed heinous crimes when she was young, and we can't let her grow up!"

The scholar was still unmoved: "Then do you know why the witch evolved into a murderous demon in her eight lives?"

The brocade-clothed boy was stunned for a moment: "I don't know, and I don't want to know." I only know the fact that every time the witch appears, she has caused a catastrophe in the rivers and lakes without exception. ”

The scholar said, "You don't know, but I know. So, I don't agree with precautionary killing, you are forcing her to go to the previous reincarnation. Brother Zeng, the two of us met once, lived and died together several times, you should know my personality, I will not condone a demon, but I will not kill an innocent person in vain. ”

The young man in brocade said: "I don't need you to kill, you get out of the way, I'll kill you." ”

The scholar shook his head, slowly but resolutely.

The eyes of the young man in brocade clothes became colder and colder, and he stared at the scholar and said word by word: "Get out of the way!"

The scholar sighed secretly in his heart, and involuntarily felt a sense of loneliness, and shouted: "Acquaintances are all over the world, and the white head is like a new friend!"

The brocade-clothed young man said angrily: "You yourself are stubborn, but you blame us for not understanding you?!" The long sword came out of its sheath, and a cold light slashed through the void, piercing the scholar's throat.

The scholar didn't dare to hold it up, and with a slight wave of his left arm, he pushed the little girl behind him three feet away, and then the white jade guqin turned, dancing a round of white swaying brilliance, and greeted the general.

The young man in brocade knew that the white jade guqin was extremely hard and not suitable for hard fighting, so he immediately changed his moves when he saw this, and his figure moved, like a ghost, as if he was incarnated into tens of millions, wandering around the main hall, and everywhere he went, a sword light pierced out.

For a while, the sword light that filled the hall shuttled, stabbing at the scholar and the little girl from all directions.

The scholar danced the white jade qin impenetrable to protect himself and the little girl, but the young man in brocade was getting faster and faster, and the sword light was getting faster and faster, stabbing the guqin clanging, like a pearl falling on a jade plate, and the scholar was distracted to take care of the little girl, not only afraid that the sword light would stab her, but also afraid that his true anger would hurt her, and the passive parry between his hands and feet gradually seemed a little weak and tired to deal with.

The young man in brocade used to learn from scholars, and was always beaten to the point that he had no power to fight back, this time he pressed the other party and beat him, his heart was very refreshing, and he couldn't help but kill, and he let out a long roar, and even the person with the sword turned into a white rainbow, and he came and went in the main hall of the broken temple, and the sword qi was agitated, and the pillars, doors and windows that had fallen into disrepair were shaken.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the scholar was about to change his tricks to force the opponent back, when he suddenly stepped over, and the temple hall, which had long been dilapidated and broken, had been drummed and cut by the sword qi for so long, and the pillars were broken one after another, and finally overwhelmed and collapsed as a whole.

The scholar looked at the rubbles falling from the sky, roared angrily, and danced the white jade qin with both hands, forming a white cloud, shrouded over the heads of himself and the little girl.

The brocade-clothed boy saw the bargain in the chaos, his eyes were sharp, and his feet were kicked, and arrows shot at the little girl.