Under a few ghostly lights, an old face covered in blood was reflected, it was an old man of sixty or seventy years old, and the furrows on his face were enough to show that he had tasted all the wind and frost in his life.

Such an old man should not have gone to this gloomy shrine in the middle of the night.

"I heard...... There are chivalrous warriors here, who are dedicated to avenging people......"

The old man, who was as weak as a candle in the wind, knelt down in front of the shrine with a thud, and tears flowed down his face, as if there was endless pain in his heart.

The night wind seemed to be harder than before, and the old man could barely lift his gray head, and he trembled as he lay on the potholed ground.

"Tell me your grievances. ”

Suddenly, a lantern flickered violently, and a ghostly sound drifted along with the wind.

This voice also reached Qiu Wuyi's ears in the distance, in order to show respect for his master, he had already reached an agreement with Xie Ning not to take a step forward until the incident was over.

"With the power of this voice, it is completely impossible for us to hear it. ”

Xie Ning kept her voice to a minimum.

"Nice, perhaps. ”

Qiu Wuyi nodded in response, and the two returned to silence.

The old man kneeling on the ground raised his head in shock and fear, looked left and right, and could not see half a figure.

"Speak up, your grievances. ”

The mysterious voice seemed to soften a little, but it was still impossible to tell which direction it was coming from, let alone whether it was a man or a woman, or even a human.

"Woo...... I, I was originally an outsider, and I heard that life here is like a fairy, so I sold my family property and came here......"

The sobbing old man spoke about his experience in fits and starts.

He was originally a farmer, and his hometown had a little industry, and he heard that Yongguo was all kinds of good, but it happened that he had no children, and his wife also died, so he spent all his family property to buy an official entry quota.

In fact, his life is indeed good, he has his own house, and he also has a monthly relief payment, and he lives a peaceful and stable life, not only living better than before, but even having savings every month, in his words, like a fairy.

There were seven or eight old people living with him in similar circumstances, and they did not ask for heavenly clothes, they came to support their old age, and they lived happily for more than a year.

But this small happiness was soon shattered, and there was a bully named Yuan Ah Da, who was trusted by the chief inspector of the inspection office in this jurisdiction, and found an errand to inspect, and without knowing what to do, he fell in love with this street, and began to use various methods to coerce the residents to move.

For the general public, Yuan Adea didn't dare to go too far, because he was somewhat powerful, so the vast majority of people couldn't stand the fright, so they applied to move, and even this Yuan Bada prepared the relocation place in advance, so he didn't make any trouble.

But for these old people, Yuan Ada's mind was crooked.

It also happened that the old people lived in a very remote place, so Yuan Adea took advantage of the late night to kill two of his subordinates, and in the end only this old man escaped hiding in the garbage heap.

At first, the old man wanted to report to the official, but he didn't expect the inspector to act first, and framed the old man as a murderer and wanted everywhere.

When the surviving old man was desperate, he suddenly heard several people "unintentionally" talking about the hidden hero who avenged others, so he came to the three forks in the road of hell.

Qiu Wuyi's face was buried deep in the cloak around his neck, and his scorching breath passed through his throat, scorching his lips as hot as fire.

Xie Ning didn't say a word, her frosty face was completely frozen, without any change in expression, and even her breathing was full of coldness.

Such things cannot be said to be accidental, but can even be said to be very normal, and they happen in every country, every city, and even every day.

But that doesn't mean people won't be angry because of it.

Qiu Wuyi wanted to know the answers given by these people.

"Hero...... I'm an old man, I can't live for a few days, but I'm not afraid of death, but my old brothers died unjustly...... cough cough cough ...... In the past few days, I have dreamed that my old brothers are crying around me every night, and I said let's just go over there to meet, and they said no, they want me to live well...... The life that was finally picked up...... No...... You can't just lose ......."

As he spoke, the old man's rickety body could no longer support the weight in his heart, and he fell to the ground crying, unable to get up for a long time.

Qiu Wuyi's nails had sunk deep into the flesh of his palms, and his wrists, which were effortless to swing the giant axe, shook involuntarily.

"Hero...... I've ...... There is nothing left...... Here are my last few dollars...... I beg you...... Please, you must kill these beasts for me......"

After crying for a while, the old man seemed to regain some energy, and took out a tattered cloth bag from his bosom, and the rough old hand opened the cloth bag preciously, held it up with both hands, and reverently placed it on the shrine.

There was only one gold coin in the cloth bag, and there were more than a dozen dirty silver coins, and even seven or eight copper plates that Qiu Wuyi hadn't even seen for a long time.

With such a small amount of money, if you want to buy a murderer, it is simply a fantasy.

There was no sound in the wind, and it seemed that the people over there were also hesitating, and the old man was stunned for a while, and two lines of old tears burst out of his eyes again.

"The money for buying a life is five copper plates, put it there, and take the rest of the money back to make a living." ”

The mysterious voice sounded just when the old man was disappointed, and Qiu Wuyi's eyes rose from the shadows, flashing with surprise.

"Hero...... I have survived to this day, and I have no intention of living...... Today, I heard your own promise, and I can die peacefully......"

The old man smiled and raised his head, the tears quickly dried up under the wind, and his body suddenly bent and fell in front of the shrine, and his chest quickly oozed red.

"The heart has penetrated, and an ordinary person can't be saved. ”

Xie Ning grabbed Qiu Wuyi, who was about to rush out, and indifferently glanced at the old man who plunged the dagger into his chest.

"But ......"

Qiu Wuyi's outstretched hand froze in the air, and Xie Ning's cold five fingers grabbed his wrist from the side.

"Don't want to face reality?"

"yes......"

Qiu Wuyi smiled bitterly, withdrew his outstretched right hand, and fell silent in disappointment.

"Guest, what I saw today, it seems that the guests can't deal with it calmly, my friend suggested that the two guests go back today to calm down, and after a few days, the two of them passed the preliminaries of the Heaven and Earth Fierce Fighting Conference, and we will naturally take the initiative to come to the door. ”

The mysterious voice did not change because of the old man's death, but it seemed to know everything about Qiu Wuyi and Xie Ning, and directly mentioned the matter of the Heaven and Earth Fierce Fighting Conference.

"I see, what a bother, take your leave. ”

Qiu Wuyi sighed, he didn't want to stay here for a moment, turned around and left.

"I'm sorry for you to say hello to me, although he may not care, but this is the duty of the junior. ”

Xie Ning said a meaningful word to the mysterious voice, and disappeared into the dawn with Qiu Wuyi's back.

The fork in the road of hell fell silent again, except for the old and stubborn corpse lying in front of the shrine, and above the shrine, exactly five copper plates in the cloth bag had disappeared.

The cold wind swept by, not blowing a single bit of dust, the clouds that shrouded the night sky flickered, and a bright moon hung high in the distant sky, sprinkling the light of ice cold enough to illuminate the road.

The four corners of the seemingly uninhabited abandoned house lit up tiny lights at the same time, and the dim light reflected the backs of five different postures.

"What do you mean by calling outsiders over this time?"

A large, long-haired man sat cross-legged on the cold ground and raised his head, his words full of suspicion.

"Those two people may be like a tiger at some point, and you shouldn't be so careful when you paint. ”

The slender shadow sitting on the chair with his feet crossed showed Xie Lan's true face, smiling as always, and a spoon on his fingertips kept spinning.

"Che, are you one of your peers again?"

The big man who was painting snorted, thinking that he understood what Xie Lan meant.

"The ones who want to be killed are--Yuan Adaa of Qixing Street, his thug Black Blind, Fox Ah Liu, Li Tiande, the deputy of the 38th Patrol Station, and Li Tiande's uncle, Inspector Li Wanxiao. ”

Under the dim flickering light, a girl holding a strange-shaped guqin lined up copper plates on the table, and the musician in the secluded tavern turned into a sharp blade in the middle of the night.

"Accepted. ”

The big man who was painting got up and grabbed a copper plate and threw it in his palm.

"Mine. ”

Xie Lan jumped up from the chair, picked up the spoon from his fingertips, scooped up the copper plate, pinched it, and disappeared in an instant.

"And me. ”

Out of the corner came a handsome young man with a small stature but strong muscles, with a dark complexion, who was the young man Ali who often went in and out of the tavern to curry favor with Ah Meng.

Ali picked up two copper plates and handed one to the last man who was still in the shadows.

Ah Meng picked up the last copper plate and put it in his arms.

"Cut, such a rich young master, killing people for a copper plate, this world should be over. ”

The big man who painted smirked sharply and shook his head.

"Yes, you can't buy anything for a single copper plate...... But the grievances and blood on it were so heavy that I couldn't straighten my waist. ”

The last shadow walked out of the darkness in style, as white as jade, and the five fingers that were never stained with the spring water held the rusty copper plate, and on the fingers were eight huge rings.

The bright caftan of exactly the same color as the peach blossom, and the exquisitely handsome and beautiful face, it is the generous and bold wealthy businessman Tianjiu.

"Hmph, I hate people like you who have read books. ”

The big man who painted stuffed the copper plate into his waist, kicked open the door, and walked away without looking back.

"Ali, let's go. ”

Tianjiu smiled goodbye to Ah Meng standing in the room, his long sleeves fluttering in the wind, and he walked away quickly with Ah Li in the moonlight, and the two shadows were like wolves hunting in the middle of the night, showing their hideous fangs.

The fangs are about to tear the throats of the wicked.