The last touch of crimson on the horizon finally disappeared inexplicably, the twilight was heavy, it seemed that the candlelight was getting brighter and brighter, the atmosphere in the room was still quiet, like a static painting, whether it was a person or a scene, they were all motionless, Xiao Cong stood with his hands and looked out of the window, Yin Nuo sat at the table with his head half-bowed and didn't know what he was thinking, the candle flame was fixed, the candlelight was bright, like a real mist, wrapping everything in the room together, so that it never fell apart.

Outside the window is a neon color, the crowd is noisy, the materialism is rampant, the prosperous night is performing, the streets and alleys are not detailed, there are drunken and dreaming of the walking dead under the lamp, there are ghosts and ghosts that are about to move in the shadow, all kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes and gods gather in this place that is neither big nor small, in this ordinary night, a good show is staged after heavy makeup, and it continues all night.

There are too many plays to be detailed, so I won't go into details, but let's just look at the twist that happened on North Street.

Walking out of the inn, Hongxiang put on the long-brimmed hat on the gray cloak and blended into the bustling flow of people, walked along the long North Street, watched the roadside shops light up one after another in the morning or evening, watched the moon rise higher and higher and cast strange silhouettes on the ground, passed through alleys, turned alleys, and finally came to a tall mansion, without stopping, pushing the door in.

The courtyard is brightly lit, crowded, in the huge courtyard, sitting around the table, wearing a short jacket and a long skirt of the maid come and go, or present all kinds of delicacies on the table, or pour the fairy dew elixir into the cup, or into the arms to offer Jiaojiao, or half push and half on, and some have been directly into the body, at this time the look is confused, is the immortal wants to die and does not know what the world is, the people sitting in front of the table are all men, black and white, beautiful and ugly, tall, short, fat and thin, strange costumes, swords, halberds are attached, the demeanor is different, lewd laughter, jiao moaning, wine order, the sound of pushing the cup and changing the lamp are mixed together and connected, it sounds noisy, and harsh。

Hongxiang's footsteps in the courtyard still did not pause at all, and he walked straight to an empty seat, sat down as if no one was around, just sat quietly like this, neither picking up cups, nor moving chopsticks, and even the two hands hidden in the wrapping robe were not stretched out, like a ghost that existed in another overlapping world, which seemed incompatible with the indulgent carnival around him.

Hongxiang's silent arrival didn't seem to attract much attention, except for the rough-faced man sitting on the main seat and a few others who seemed to look at this side intentionally or unintentionally, others should still do something, a coquettish servant girl bowed her head to pour wine for it by the way with a huge chest rubbed hard on Hongxiang's head, after pouring the wine and turned to leave, he didn't forget to rub Hongxiang's arm twice with his plump and straight buttocks, but Hongxiang was unmoved by this, like a sculpture without even the slightest reaction, I think these handmaidens should have been trained——It seems that the big mind and no brain, but in fact, the mind is exquisite, and the person who sees people and things, so since the woman who seduced by pouring wine tried to no avail, there has been no woman who has nothing to do to Hongxiang's side to show off coquettishness, and is raised in a large family to entertain guests

It's not good to eat outside, and if you don't do it well, you can't go around, and if you put it in a place like the Valley of Forgotten Life, I'm afraid that you can't ask for life and death.

A feast lasted until the beginning of the hour, everyone was full of wine and food, and had fun, one by one, full of energy, eyes shining, but the courtyard seemed to be a little colder than before, a young woman in the memory, not long ago was still a pink beauty, but now it has become a pink skeleton, deep sunken eye sockets, skin wrapped in bones, it looks the same, not to mention what ring fat swallow thin has its own merits, I don't know if they have thought that they would end up like this when they scratched their heads and made gestures, splashing lewdness and flattery.

The rough-faced man on the main seat finally stood up, stretched out his arms and shook his sleeves, and then folded his hands and bowed to everyone present, without saying much, just said lightly:

"Tonight, I'm here for you. ”

After finishing speaking, he straightened up, and glanced at Hongxiang as if intentionally or unintentionally.

Of course, Hongxiang's expression is still cold, so he doesn't have to look at him at all!

The rough-faced man always had a smile on his face, and there was a faint sense of calmness diffusing out, which was extremely inconsistent with his rugged appearance, as for Hongxiang's identity, he must have already thought of it, and even the meaning of Hongxiang's coming here was clear, after all, things were clear- The demon knife Yin Nuo didn't arrive, but he just sent a cheap servant under his hand, and it was okay to send a cheap servant, but this cheap servant didn't give him a good look, and it didn't matter if someone instructed him because of his nature, what mattered was the attitude that Yin Nuo showed in this matter, this cynicism, compared with before, was really a bit worse,

The rest of the people got up one after another, with a better attitude to return the salute casually, and the attitude was almost ignored, and even turned a blind eye and sneered, Hongxiang followed behind this group of "strange people" who raised troops and left, and went out unhurriedly.

A group of more than a dozen people out of the courtyard gate along the wide bluestone slab road has been walking forward, at the end of the bluestone slab road is a large open space, it seems to be a wasteland, think it should have been to the edge of the valley of forgetfulness, the moon is dark and the wind is high, when the murder is over, the person is killed and left here, all save the effort of collecting the corpse, and I don't know how the cat who came out of it to steal the fish found such a good place for himself.

Hongxiang followed the person in front of him to stand at the edge of the clearing, looked around, and already had a little plan in his heart, this place has an empty field of vision, and there are few obstacles, but because it is at night, if it can be well arranged, it can also make a good ambush, he has been by his side for three years, Xiao Cong's miscellaneous things, when he has nothing to do, he will talk to him about it in general, and he will be more or less familiar with it, but Xiao Cong is such a talented man who comes out of Tiandaoxuan, even if he talks about it casually, how can he talk about it as usual, not to mention, Xiao Cong still picked up the essence and said to him, this subtle knowledge is not ordinary。

None of the people looked at anyone, and they didn't move, so they stalemate for a moment, and finally a big man with a mace in his hand was the first to walk forward, chose a position to ambush, and the rest began to move forward one after another.

Before leaving, he carefully looked at the ambush position of each candidate, all of them were the best points, the light and dark have a clear division of labor, I didn't expect this group of rabble to have such a tacit sense of understanding, and such a good brain, just this arrangement, not to mention the early stage of the heavenly realm, even if it is a big bottleneck in the heavenly realm, it is guaranteed that he will have no return to the end of the hate!

He walked to a place used to surprise the surprise and sat down quietly, this is a good position, in this ambush people, basically a killer existence, but in such a good ambush is not because Hongxiang thinks too highly of himself, but in the remaining position, this is the best one, speaking of which there is a little bit of involuntary feeling, originally such a point should be the first to come, first served, but a group of more than 20 people did not come here to ambush, Hongxiang does not believe that those people have not seen the benefits of this position of nonsense, in his opinion, this is obviously reserved for him, because in this group of people, he is the best one, This had to make him look at the monks in the Valley of Forgotten Life again, because when he followed Xiao Cong outside, he had already seen too many fights caused by selfishness and self-interest to protect himself, but in this Valley of Forgotten Life, which is known as an outlaw, it is rare to see it in working together to do what they are good at, and it is even more rare to see it tacitly for the sake of the overall situation, people outside say that all the people living in the Valley of Forgotten Life are all beasts that eat people and do not spit out bones, but now he knows that these are the people who live well, because they know how to maximize their strength, and they know what their ultimate purpose is, compared to those rat-eyed people outside, they live a much wiser life!

The atmosphere fell into a deeper silence for a while, and only the sound of the wind blowing gently from time to time was left in my ears, and the four fields were empty, and there was no human figure, just a deep layer of shallow black, like a still tide.

The hunters, who hide in the darkness and are silent, wait, waiting for the prey to enter the trap, waiting for the violent leap to the ground, trying to kill with one blow.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Magic Book for Respect" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~