Yuzhou City, Jishitang.

At this time, Jishitang has become a mourning hall, and it is pitch black, and the heavy coffin is placed in the center.

During the day, many people in Yuzhou City came to pay respects.

At night, Han Wenxin was the only one left to keep the spirit.

At this moment, he was dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, leaning against the coffin.

The little black boy hadn't seen Tan Yun for two days, and he was in peace, and at this moment he seemed to know something, and let out a whining sound, with a bit of sadness in his voice.

"Han Zhutou, what should I do with this medicine box?" Niu Fu walked in and asked, "I see that Dr. Xiao An never leaves something." ”

"Since Brother An is gone, let's put all these things in the coffin." Han Wenxin sighed with his eyes closed.

"That's all it can be."

After Niu Fu finished speaking, he then put the medicine box into the coffin.

After a brief tidying up, Niu Fu left the mourning hall.

Han Wenxin touched the little black boy lying on the ground, and said softly: "Brother An, Brother An, we have known each other for a few years, but I didn't expect you to suddenly die........"

In the past few days, he has been constantly searching for the news of An Jing's violent death that day, trying to find some clues from it, but no matter how bad it is, there is no clue.

As the surname Bai on the street said, An Jing suddenly collapsed, and then he completely lost his breath and died without warning.

"Is it poisoning?"

Han Wenxin frowned, then shook his head.

An Jingnai is a doctor, there are very few people who can poison him, and he must be a master of poisoning in the rivers and lakes, if so, why bother?

"Woohoo!"

The little black boy suddenly shouted excitedly beside him, and kept barking around An Jing's coffin.

"Little Black Boy, what are you going to do?"

Han Wenxin grabbed the little black boy.

But the little black boy kept surrounding the coffin, ignoring Han Wenxin at all.

"Hey, this dog is crazy."

When Han Wenxin saw this, his heart suddenly became even more sad, "Brother An, don't worry, I will definitely investigate this matter clearly." ”

The moonlight was cold, with a hint of coolness.

Not far from Jishitang, a figure squatted on the cornice.

This person is not an outsider, it is the Demon Sect Protector Shui Zhongyue.

"Tan Protector is also gone......"

Shui Zhongyue is a high-level of the Demon Sect Human Sect, so he naturally knows some things about Tan Yun and Zhao Qingmei's stay in this Jishi Hall.

In the past few days, the divine doctor of Yuzhou City suddenly died violently, and it has been spread widely, and Shui Zhongyue has personally squatted in Jishitang for two days.

The news had already passed through the unique channels of the Human Sect to the Sect Leader Li Fuzhou and the Sect Leader of the Dongluo Guan Demon Sect.

The information transmission within Dayan is faster, but out of Dayan, the information spreads more slowly, so Shui Zhongyue can only wait for Li Fuzhou's order now.

But what surprised him was how Tan Yun could have disappeared?

With the cultivation of Tanyun Erpin, he can be regarded as a good hand in this river and lake, who can kill without knowing the ghost, and destroy the corpse?

"Fuck it!"

Shui Zhongyue thought of something, and her eyes were slightly red.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

At that moment, a figure floated by.

Then he said in a low voice: "Protector, the spies in Linjiang City have news, as if they have found the figure of Tan Protector, but she has no local secret connection."

"What!?"

Shui Zhongyue's heart was shocked, and then a trace of doubt appeared.

Tan Yun went to Linjiang City alone, but he didn't contact the human sect spies, why is this?

.......

The fourteenth year of Xingping, February 21.

Don't: marry, sacrifice, pray for blessings, ask for heirs.

Appropriate: digging wells, burial, planting, traveling.

Outside the city of Yuzhou, on the North Mountain.

On a mound of graves, yellow coins fluttered in the wind.

Han Wenxin knelt in front of the grave, with a little sadness in his expression.

The little black boy was also lying on the ground, whimpering and shouting.

"Brother An!"

Han Wenxin looked at the mound of graves and said seriously: "Don't worry, I will definitely cultivate diligently in the future, and I will definitely find out the truth about your death." ”

As he spoke, Han Wenxin picked up the flask and poured it down.

Thinking that there would be no one to drink with him in the future and brag, Han Wenxin couldn't help wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He swore in his heart that he would find the person behind the killing of An Jing and avenge An Jing.

"Hey."

Han Wenxin sat on the grave, chattering, and somehow remembered the first time the two met.

"When I first saw you, I knew that you were not an ordinary person, but you looked even more jade than me, chic and uninhibited, it seems that you are a jealous talent."

"Brother An, after you leave, there is one less confidant in this world."

"There are thousands of people in this world, who can understand me?"

"On these three temple mountains, the food is good, there is no fucking woman, and they still call me to quit sex every day."

"Buddha, Buddha, if Brother An can really come back to life, I swear by Han Wenxin, I will quit sex for this."

.......

Han Wenxin sat beside the grave, drank and poured, and said everything.

After a long time, the wine in the pot had been drunk, and Han Wenxin was also a little upset.

"Brother An, let's go, I'll come to see you more when I have time in the future."

Han Wenxin took a deep breath, tidied up his clothes, and then looked at the little black boy on the side, "You just go back to Sanmiao Mountain with me, you are the dog left by Brother An, from now on I will treat it as my own, if I have a bite to eat, you will have a bite to eat, and I will definitely not treat you badly." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and prepared to pick up the little black boy.

"Wow!" "Wow!"

The little black boy saw Han Wenxin's palm stretched out, and hurriedly ran into the distance.

"Little thing, don't you want to go?"

When Han Wenxin saw this, his expression was a little sad, "Hey, forget it, it's up to you." ”

Han Wenxin sighed heavily, and then strode into the distance.

The little black boy found a comfortable place and continued to lie down beside the grave, as if looking at the peaceful scene under the grave.

.........

Yujing Road, Tianmen City.

When I arrived at Tianmen City, I was not far from Yujing City.

Rifle Inn.

"Mr. Li, you really don't want to enter this Jade Capital City?" Zhou Xianming packed up his salute and asked.

"I still have some old friends to visit, so I don't rush in." Li Fuzhou said with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll enter this jade capital first." Zhou Xianming hugged his fists.

This period of time together made Zhou Xianming feel a little more emotional about Li Fuzhou, who was also a teacher and friend, and naturally parted a little more reluctant at this moment.

"Go ahead, you have to pay attention to it when you get to Yujing City."

Li Fuzhou's expression also became a little serious.

He is very clear about Zhou Xianming, talented and ambitious, as long as such a person is outstanding, he can't hide it, and the same person will cause constant turmoil.

"I see."

Zhou Xianming is no longer stunned.

He has traveled all over the world, and this time he is also sure in his heart, and now the situation in Dayan is chaotic, and he needs to designate Qiankun.

And he is confident that he is such a person, or that he wants to be such a person.

The two glanced at each other, and Zhou Xianming bowed before leaving.

Parting is for a better reunion next.

Looking at the back of Zhou Xianming's departure, Li Fuzhou was also very emotional in his heart, originally he wanted to recruit this Zhou Xianming, but later found that the revenge in Zhou Xianming's heart was so deep that it was difficult to achieve it with the current foundation of the Demon Sect.

Zhou Xianming has thousands of ravines in his heart, the infinite universe, which is really like when he was young.

Bump it.

Just hit the south wall and you'll know.

Even though Zhou Xianming's back disappeared, Li Fuzhou still looked at the direction that was far away, as if he was looking at Zhou Xianming, and as if he was looking at Yujing City.

At this moment, a figure hurriedly walked over.

"Sect Master, Jiangnan Province is urgent."

This person is the shopkeeper of the Rifle Inn, and he is also the secret agent of the Human Sect.

"Say it quickly."

Li Fuzhou raised his eyebrows and asked.

The shopkeeper of the Laifu Inn hurriedly said: "Jiangnan Province Yuzhou City Water Protector is urgent, Jishitang Doctor An Jing suddenly died violently, the cause of death is unknown, is being investigated, and Tan Protector is also missing, and then appeared in Linjiang City, it seems to be coming to Yujing City." ”

"What!?"

When Li Fuzhou heard the news, he was immediately stunned.

An Jing is dead!?

Tanyun ran away!?

Who is Anjing?

He is the forbidden body of the Demon Sect Leader Zhao Qingmei.

These two pieces of news were undoubtedly like a bolt from the blue, and Rao is Li Fuzhou was deeply determined, and he couldn't help but look strange for a while.

Li Fuzhou took a deep breath and said, "Tan Yun is in Linjiang City now?" You send her a message through the master of the Human Sect and ask her to rush to Tianmen City, go now. ”

"Yes."

The shopkeeper of the Rifle Inn hurriedly replied when he heard this, and then hurriedly walked down.

Li Fuzhou began to think quickly.

An Jing died violently!?

The little doctor has a long qi in his body, his face is ruddy and shiny, and he walks steadily on weekdays, obviously in good health.

How could he have died violently?!

If there was really something abnormal, it was impossible for Zhao Qingmei not to find out, and she should have been cured a long time ago.

And why did Tan Yun leave Jishitang, he didn't even send a secret letter to himself.

Someone must be going to kill this little doctor, and this person should still be a member of the Demon Sect, Tan Yun didn't dare to use the human sect spies to send a secret letter because he was afraid.......

"Could it be Jiang Renyi!?"

Li Fuzhou shook his head and said, "Jiang Renyi shouldn't be so stupid. ”

Zhao Qingmei has reached the realm of the grandmaster, and she has not killed Jiang Renyi yet, which can be regarded as leaving room for each other, and at this moment, Jiang Renyi touched her reverse scales, which is undoubtedly self-defeating.

"Could it be Duanmu Xinghua?"

Duanmu Xinghua is the master of the Heavenly Sect, and he is also the most powerful person in the Demon Sect except for Zhao Qingmei, and he has the most elite and powerful masters of the Demon Sect under his command.

But what exactly is her motive?

When Zhao Qingmei sat on the position of the leader of the Demon Sect, she was the most powerful supporter, it was impossible not to know Zhao Qingmei's temperament, and if she really killed An Jing, it was a little unlikely.

Li Fuzhou frowned, and began to think quickly, he knew that Tan Yun must know something.

"The little doctor......

Thinking that An Jing died like this, Li Fuzhou couldn't help but let out a long breath, feeling a little sorry in his heart.

Long ago, Li Fuzhou vaguely expected this situation.

After all, Zhao Qingmei is the master of the Demon Sect, and her husband is an ordinary doctor.

Zhao Qingmei has to resist all the pressure alone, An Jing will definitely become Zhao Qingmei's constraint in the future, become a weakness for her, and the Demon Sect may also be affected.

This weakness is just too deadly!

After all, in Li Fuzhou's view, Zhao Qingmei and An Jing seem to be like people from two different worlds.

However, the little lady is still very good, and both her vision and heart are excellent, just like a piece of jade, but no one found it, and it became a stubborn stone after being exposed to the wind and sun.

"How similar this scene is........"

An Jing's death reminded him of that woman, and Li Fuzhou's face was a little more stunned.

Different people, but the same result.

"Leader ......."

Li Fuzhou thought of Zhao Qingmei's appearance when he knew the news, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh in his heart.

He did not plan to spread this matter to Dongluo Guan through the secret letter of the human sect's spies, but personally wrote a letter to Zhao Qingmei, although the time would be later, in his opinion, this matter was likely to cause violent turmoil in the Demon Sect.

........

East Luo Guan, East Luo Tower.

A beautiful, elegant pavilion in the middle of it.

Zhao Qingmei leaned on the beauty couch, her eyebrows were tightly locked, and her palms kept playing with the paper figure in her hand.

"What's the matter, husband, I haven't responded to me for two days."

Zhao Qingmei bit her lip, a little nervous and anxious in her heart.

In the past, as long as she fiddled with this paper man, An Jing responded to her quickly, even when she was very busy, she would take a time, but she had not responded to herself since yesterday, which was somewhat abnormal.

"Could it be that the paper figure is damaged?"

Zhao Qingmei touched the paper figure, "Or say.... No, there must be no other possibilities. ”

This paper figure is very easy to break, and coupled with An Jing's careless temperament, maybe it's really possible.

"The Heaven Turning Seal is connected to my bloodline, and there is nothing unusual at the moment, which means that he should not be in danger of life......."

But she still had some unease in her heart.

"Qiu Rong!"

Zhao Qingmei shouted.

"The subordinates are here!"

The next moment, Yu Qiurong's voice sounded outside the door.

In the Demon Sect, Tan Yun is not Zhao Qingmei's personal maid, and the relationship between the two is not very close

Zhao Qingmei's real personal maid is Yu Qiurong, and Yu Qiurong is also the person who was promoted by Zhao Qingmei in addition to the first seat of Xuanwu.

Zhao Qingmei said lightly: "You go and check the information of Jishitang in Yuzhou City, you have to be fast, the sooner the better." ”

When Yu Qiurong heard this, he was a little reluctant in his heart, but he still said, "I know." ”

In her opinion, people like Zhao Qingmei will definitely achieve supreme hegemony in the future, no man can match her, and a mediocre doctor in Yuzhou City is naturally even less worthy.

But since Yu Qiurong saw Zhao Qingmei's mind last time, he knew that Zhao Qingmei was moved by true feelings, so he didn't dare to do anything about it at the moment.

Yu Qiurong walked out of the boudoir and said in a low voice: "Since the sect leader wants to raise the harem, why not let the little doctor be a male pet?" ”

.........

The night was getting darker, and the sky was dark.

Yuzhou City, Beishan.

Lightning and thunder thundered in the sky, and the wind howled.

Soon it began to rain, and the rain became heavier and heavier, so that the north mountain was in a fog.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The thunder in the sky was like a dragon, making a deafening sound.

It has been a long time since the city of Yuzhou has seen such a downpour.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a bolt of lightning slashed down like a sharp sword, as if it had smashed on the pile of graves.

"Tom!"

Then, in the midst of the rainstorm, a cracking sound sounded, and the mound exploded.

The broken coffin and dirt were sprinkled on both sides, and soon melted into the rain.

At that moment, a palm came out of the coffin.

"Bang!"

The palm of his hand slammed into the ground, and then a delicate face emerged.

The heavy rain slanted down, as if completely submerging the figure.

This person is not an outsider, it is An Jing.

"Hahaha!"

An Jing raised his head and laughed, the relentless rain running down his cheeks.

His laughter was complicated, three parts anger, three parts rejoicing.

He's not dead!

Jiang Shang's palm really broke his heart, logically speaking, he was certain to die, but because his Guigu Mental Method had reached Erxuan, he had already cultivated the paper figure substitution technique, and he could come back to life again.

Suddenly, he felt a heat in his chest.

"Huh?"

An Jing put his palm on his chest, and then took it.

It was the last seal that Zhao Qingmei left for him, and at this moment, a hot red light was being released under the seal, and the font on the seal surface gradually became clear.

"Turning the Seal?"

An Jing looked at the word, frowned, looked at it carefully, and didn't find anything unusual, this time he put away the sky-turning seal.

The rain was pouring down, as if it was about to drown him again.

"My Word ......"

Thinking of Jiang Ye's last words, An Jing's eyes were very calm, but he could see a trace of thunder from that calm.

Weakness is the original sin.

Jiang Ye is not wrong, in this cruel world, it is a sin for you to be weak and urinate.

As a rabbit, you should accept being preyed upon by tigers.

In Jiang Ye's eyes, he is just an ant in his palm, which can be destroyed with his hands.

An Jing didn't say anything, just put the most ruthless words in his heart.

"An Jing is dead........

An Jing took a deep breath, then jumped out with his palms on the ground and glanced around.

He was very familiar with this place, it was the North Mountain outside the city of Yuzhou.

Suddenly, something seemed to be beating in his arms.

"Paper Man!?"

An Jing stretched out his hand and put it on his chest and took out a paper figure, "Qingmei, I may not know that I am dead." ”

Thinking of this, he hurriedly responded.

But in the next moment, the paper figure began to twitch again.

An Jing couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Madam, you wait for me first." ”

Now is not the time to respond.

An Jing carefully put away the paper figure, ready to restore the coffin and grave soil, so that Jiang Ye could really feel at ease.

"Huh?"

In the coffin, he saw his medicine box.

"Although An Jing is dead, the ghost swordsman is still alive."

An Jing chuckled, then put away the medicine box for later use, and completely restored it in the style of the grave.

After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief, his body straightened, and he ran quickly towards the Qinghe Wharf.

While running wildly, he fiddled with the paper figure, "I haven't heard from me for the past few days, Madame must be in a hurry." ”

The paper man kept twitching, and An Jing couldn't help but feel warm when he saw this

With someone who cares so much about me and cares about himself, how could I be willing to die?

After a quarter of an hour, An Jing carefully put away the paper figure.

"Whoa!"

In the Qinghe wharf, a huge snake head appeared, and An Jing jumped onto the body of the thousand-year-old black snake, manipulating the thousand-year-old black snake to run along the river towards Yuzhou City.

Another huge benefit of the thousand-year-old black snake being made into a living puppet is that all the qi in the body has disappeared, and even the top masters in the world will not be able to discover its qi.

Walking along the river towards the city, the city is dark and silent, and there are only a few painting boats with red lanterns hanging on the river.

The thousand-year-old black snake is suspended at the bottom of the river, like a ghost walking in the night.

An Jing stood in the middle of the Yuzhou River and saw the Jishitang in front of him at a glance.

At this moment, the candle flame of Jishitang was extinguished, and the gate and side doors were closed.

Only the little black boy was lying at the door, sleeping, as if sensing An Jing's return, he screamed twice and looked around.

And An Jing stood on the head of the thousand-year-old black dragon, looked at Jishitang quietly, and finally sighed heavily.

........

In the city of Yuzhou.

In a dilapidated inn, the rain is pouring down.

In the middle of the room, an old man was closing his eyes and recuperating.

This person is the old man.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he opened his eyes suddenly, and then pinched his fingers.

"Appeared? My Guigu faction's paper figure substitution technique is really interesting. ”

The Guigu faction's paper figure substitution technique requires the cultivation of the Guigu mental method to the realm of Erxuan, and there are very few people in the world who understand this Guigu mental method, and even fewer people who have cultivated to Erxuan.

"It should be the ghost swordsman that my junior brother said, it's really unusual, he actually cultivated to the Erxuan realm so quickly."

In the Erxuan realm, it can already be regarded as cultivating the Guigu Mental Method to the point of entering the hall, and generally people with good qualifications need to practice hard work decades ago.

Reaching out to the old man's palm, the sword on the table appeared in his palm.

Telekinesis!

The next moment, Old Man Xiang's body disappeared into the hotel.

.........

Hoki Temple, squatter house.

Han Wenxin was sleeping on the squatter bed, and he hadn't had a good rest for days.

"Brother Han!"

At this moment, a dark shadow fell into the room, and then gently patted Han Wenxin's face.

The person who came was An Jing.

"Xiaohuan, I can't do it......"

Han Wenxin grunted and said in a daze.

"How can a man say no?"

"Smack!"

An Jing slapped Han Wenxin's cheek fiercely.

Han Wenxin sat up suddenly, then looked at An Jing and said, "Brother An, you let me sleep again." ”

As he spoke, Han Wenxin was about to fall on the bed and continue to sleep, but the next moment he sat up abruptly with horror on his face.

"You..... You ......"

Isn't An Jing dead?

Could it be that this is a ghost in front of you?

Or did An Jing give him a dream?

"Don't you know me?" An Jing said with a smile.

Seeing An Jing's smile, Han Wenxin was even more frightened, and tears flowed down instantly: "Brother An, I'm sorry for you, when I drank with you before, I secretly mixed water, and I also said bad things about you to Xiaohuan, saying that you were weak and short-sighted, and even used your name to do some bad things....... My conscience has been eaten by dogs, and I, Han Wenxin, am sorry for you..... Woo woo, you're all a ghost, and you're still thinking about me. ”

An Jing's face sank and said, "What bad things have you done?" ”

"I wrote a letter to Miss Cao in your handwriting and asked her to enjoy the flowers together, but she didn't come."

Han Wenxin said while crying: "Brother An, I know that you died a miserable death, if you tell me who killed you, I will definitely help you take revenge, you can go to reincarnation with peace of mind, don't be a lonely ghost in the world." ”

"!"

An Jingyi slapped Han Wenxin's bare bare egg, "Lao Tzu is still alive and well." ”

Han Wenxin felt a pain in the back of his head, and he was stunned when he heard An Jing's words.

"Really?"

"Nature is true."

Han Wenxin cautiously touched An Jing's hand, "Oops, this hand is really hot." ”

"You're really not dead!?"

Han Wenxin pinched his thigh, felt a pain, and looked at An Jing in front of him with a stunned face.

An Jing didn't even die!?

What the hell is going on!?

An Jing said angrily: "Brother Han, I won't mention the bad things you did in the past." ”

"Fart, that's all my nonsense."

Han Wenxin's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he said angrily: "Brother An, what the hell is going on?" Lao Tzu guarded your spirit for three days in vain. ”

An Jing took a deep breath and said, "This matter is a long story, I will make a long story short, I offended a master, and I can only fake my death for the time being." ”

Han Wenxin said arrogantly: "Just say it, I'll help you settle it." ”

"Let's not talk about it yet."

An Jing thought for a while, and asked in a condensed voice, "How is Tan Yun?" ”

Han Wenxin said honestly: "She is missing, I have been looking for her for three days." ”

"Missing?"

An Jing frowned, but there was a chill in his heart.

He remembered very well that when he was about to step into Jishitang, it was Tan Yun who asked him to run quickly, could it be that Jiang Ye killed people and killed him?

"yes, somehow it's gone." Han Wenxin nodded.

During this time, he mobilized all his connections to find Tan Yun's whereabouts, but how could he find Tan Yun with his network?

"I see."

An Jing took a deep breath, "I can't stay in this Yuzhou City, I plan to go to Qingmei first, if I miss her and I on the way, you can help me stop her and send me a message." ”

Han Wenxin's heart trembled after hearing this, and he nodded slightly; "But how do I contact you?"

An Jing has never said who he has offended, but Han Wenxin knows that this must not be a simple person.

Because when Wang He and Wang Zhiping's uncle and nephew were embarrassed, he didn't even frown.

"There's a paper figure here."

An Jing took out two paper figures, handed one of them to Han Wenxin, and said, "There is a paper figure here, you can contact me, as long as you move his right hand, I will know immediately." ”

"Oh?"

When Han Wenxin saw this paper figure, his eyes suddenly lit up, "This is a good thing, is there a bigger one?" ”

"What are you going to do?"

An Jing raised his eyebrows.

Han Wenxin played with it and said with a smile: "I plan to invite the best painter in Yuzhou City to .........."

When An Jing heard this, he immediately knew what Han Wenxin was thinking, "I advise you to be careful, this paper figure is broken, and our contact will be broken." ”

This paper figure is easy to break, and Han Wenxin, this kid, likes to play with flowers.....

Han Wenxin's face also became a little serious, and said, "Brother An, don't worry, when are you going to come back?" ”

"I don't know, let's find Qingmei first, as for the fact that I'm still alive, you can't tell anyone."

An Jing's voice sank, and he secretly said in his heart: When I kill Jiang Ye and find out the person behind him, I will come back.

"Brother An, you really still learn martial arts."

Han Wenxin thought of something, and said with relief: "I said a long time ago, there is no use for reading, and there is no use for studying medicine, so we have to cultivate martial arts......"

"By the way, what realm are you in now? It's not to the sixth grade, you have to be careful if you go out like this. ”

An Jing took a deep breath and said, "Brother Han, take good care of yourself, don't forget what I told you." ”

After speaking, An Jing's body turned over to the window.

"!"

Han Wenxin still wanted to say a few more words to An Jing, but An Jing had already disappeared, "What, the sweet dream that disturbed me just left, and I didn't say a drink before leaving, it's really not interesting." ”

Muttered, Han Wenxin seemed to think of something, and then hurriedly knelt down.

"The Buddha is above, I said before that as long as Brother An can come back to life, I will quit sex, what I said is false, please don't take it to heart."