Thinking about the vibrant world next door, the beautiful scenery is unique, and more importantly, the small sapling that grows on the top of the slope can occasionally grow a new sprout for yourself to taste, even if you can't eat it, it is also a great pleasure to lie next to it and smell the refreshing fragrance to sleep. In comparison, this world of death is lackluster in terms of scenery, and the wind and rain that carry all kinds of negative emotions are even more disgusting, the most important thing is that the stinky and dry bone throne not only does not give protection money, but also speaks ugly, and the little sword spirit rarely rests here on weekdays. If it weren't for the evil spirits, and the chance to see that those five evil spirits could really be nourished by this water and soil, my heart became curious, so I was willing to stay in this ghost place for so long.

It was also the little sword spirit who saw that the leader of the resentful spirits was wearing black armor and looked majestic and majestic, so he suddenly had the heart to organize these five resentful spirits into a patrol team, but in fact, there was nothing to patrol in this deserted world of knowing the sea. It's just that the little sword spirit has always wanted the wind to be windy, and he wants the rain to get the rain, how can he ever lose his hand and lose his face, but he is even more obsessed when he can't ask for it.

Jiang Li looked at the little flying sword and proudly stopped in mid-air, commanding the five resentful spirits to the east and Huer to the west, so busy that he couldn't help but stroke his forehead and shame, thinking about such a small thing as sitting on the throne of dry bones and reciting a few incantations, why not hold the sword against his head.

However, Xiao Feijian's methods can be regarded as making Jiang out of his eyes. Just by sitting on the throne and reciting a few awkward words, you can leave your own mark on those "little sword spirit guards" by the will of this dead world, and then you can instruct these resentful spirits to do some simple actions in the sea of consciousness. The squad leader who had just been sealed by his own dog-like appearance was even more enlightened by the world, and he was able to understand some simple commands, and he could really patrol alone with four white fat fog blobs as the little sword spirit thought, which looked really weird and funny.

Although I don't know what kind of impact this one black group and four white groups will have on the new world in the sea of knowledge, for better or worse. However, Jiang Li also felt that although these two adjacent worlds had their own magic, they were too silent and silent, and there was not even a living thing.

Besides, it's good if Aunt Xiaojian Ling likes it.

The little flying sword, which finally turned a little crooked in the air, stopped weakly on Jiang Li's shoulder. All the conceivable queues had been drilled, and looking at the resentful spirit queue that was lined up in a crooked and diagonal line towards the depths of the swamp, the "general" who had just been enshrined by Jiang Li muttered dissatisfiedly, "There are only five small soldiers, and they can't even play a formation, it's too enjoyable." ”

The dignified general, needless to say, thousands of troops, even if the pro-guard team is full of scenes, it can't be only five numbers.

"So what can I do. How many puffs can you take on Luzhi? ”

The little sword spirit was full of disdain, it was quiet on Jiang Li's shoulder for a while, and then it seemed to have made up its mind, and said quietly, "Those methods for refining resentful spirits, I happen to know a few high-level ......."

Jiang Li was dumbfounded, he couldn't be more aware of the audacity of this little sword spirit, but he didn't expect it to be so lawless. This kind of evil art is guided by the blood of the living as a sacrifice, supplemented by the poisonous method of extracting the soul and refining the soul, and the process is extremely cruel and tyrannical. God knows where the little sword spirit moved from, Jiang Li hurriedly shook his head like a rattle, no matter how the little sword spirit lured, coaxed, coerced and coerced, he just shook his head and resisted death.

Xiao Jianling also felt that he was at a loss, and after humming for a while, he stopped talking, and seeing that Jiang Li was about to leave, he hurriedly flew in front of him to stop him, and gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to stab Lu Zhi's sword, this request is not too much." ”

The body of that thin sword contained more resentful power than the wound remained, let alone ten times and a hundred times. The little sword spirit can manifest five fog clouds by calculating the power of the resentful spirits left behind in the wound, and if he eats and wipes the thin sword, he may be able to pull out a team of 100 people. Although there is still a lot of distance from the expectations of the "general", at least there is a small climate, isn't it?

What's more, it's about eliminating demons and defending the road, and it's revenge, so it's not too much to ask for it in public and private.

Seeing that Jiang Li nodded happily and agreed with great certainty, the little sword spirit smiled happily and floated to sleep on the other side with satisfaction.

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The attack on the little young master of the city lord's family has undoubtedly become the most eye-catching news in the entire Nanshao City this month. In recent years, the law and order in Nanshao City has always been good, and there are rarely such bad cases, how could those people have thought that someone would be so bold and intend to kill and commit murder in broad daylight, and the target is still the only son of the city lord.

The bounty notice was posted at a very fast speed, and the public security system that Nan Shao had not experienced the test of a major case for a long time was running extremely efficiently, and through the movements that came out of the visit of the arresting officials to collect evidence, the people in the city knew that the gang of murderers had been living in the inn on the street for a while, and judging from the portraits of the city lord's family of three and the architectural layout drawings that were searched in the room, it really looked like an assassination that had been carefully prepared and planned for a long time.

The people of Nanshao talked a lot, and they couldn't figure out what kind of deep hatred they had with the city lord, so that this master of martial arts chose to attack a child who was not yet an adult.

This is quite disgraceful. Although the people of Nanshao advocate bravery, they pay attention to the joy of your punch and my kick, this kind of indiscriminate assassination is despised, not to mention that it is still to the women and children, and it is the big girl ring of the city lord's mansion who is particularly fond of the old and young masters in the streets and alleys, and I heard that she is still lying on the bed and her life and death are uncertain. In the past few miles, whether it is a street wine shop or a neighborhood, gossip talks about anger, and even the most rugged man could not say foul language in the past, it doesn't sound so unbearable now.

If you can't help yourself, you can't even scold a few words to get angry?

Among them, the loudest and most brutal and explicit wording, especially the innkeeper who hid the assassin. Seeing that this business was immediately reduced by a few points, a few old women who were used to sitting downstairs in the past also quietly moved the place, listening to the broken mouths with guns and sticks in the air, the little old man's eyes were red, thinking that at this time he should not be in a hurry to show his attitude, even if the crime was not on his head, the saliva of the entire Nanshao City had to soak his own shop.

Jiang Li looked at the drooling boss in front of him, looked at the drawings on the table, quietly took two steps back, raised his eyebrows and praised, "This guy is good at painting, this Liao Liao has a few strokes, but it clearly outlines the appearance of Li Xinglin's moral gentleman." ”

The rooms are simply furnished, except for two wooden beds against the wall, tables and stools by the window, and a pine wardrobe, there is no more furniture in the room. The two of them rummaged through the whole room, and found nothing but the drawings on the table and a few ordinary changes of clothes.

Yu Haoxinyan, who was lying on the ground trying to find some clues under the bed, raised his head, glanced at it from a distance, and saw that the portraits were really detailed and vivid, and couldn't help laughing, "It's a pity that I painted the skin of the tiger, and Lao Li's bad stomach was not painted." ”

The innkeeper didn't know what the identities of the two teenagers holding the fast capture token were, and when they heard the two of them joking with the portrait of the city lord, not only did they not dare to talk, but even the previous deliberate scolding of the street had died down, but they just stood aside with carelessness, wiping their heads full of sweat. Seeing Jiang Li turn his head to look, he hurriedly squeezed out a flattering smile and stepped forward and said, "This little official, everything is here, after the official who inspected the scene yesterday left, the little old man locked the room according to his instructions, and never even put a fly in it." ”

Jiang Li rolled up those sketches one by one, put them in his personal package, turned around and patted the innkeeper's shoulder, and said with a look of approval, "Good job, the city lord asked me to tell you that this matter is not yours, there are some gossips, don't take it to heart." ”

When Xiao Lao'er heard this, his lips trembled a few times, thinking about the grievances suffered by the neighbors during the day, and he was grateful that the city lord could still take care of the worries of such a small person as himself when his family was assassinated, and he was about to cry. At this time, seeing that the two officials were about to turn the door, as if they suddenly remembered something, they hurriedly shouted, "There is one thing that the little old man feels a little strange, and he just thought about it, thinking that he still wants the two little officials to know." ”

"A few days ago, the little old man went upstairs to give them wine and food, and heard the voice of another person in the room, listening to the accent like the Northern Qi desert grassland area, not to hide the two officials said, the little old man went south and north with the caravan when he was young, and also stayed in the Northern Qi for a period of time, and many caravans have made transactions, including the Mobei grassland. This Mobei accent is quite distinctive, not paying attention to the words at all, and there are a lot of tongue pronunciations, which are very weird, so you can listen to it once and you will not forget it. ”

Just waited for the little old man to knock on the door and enter, only the two of them sat around the table, but the man with a Mobei accent didn't know where he went. I'm not afraid of official jokes, each industry has its own rules, although the little old man thinks it's strange, it's not easy to ask too much. The innkeeper looked cautiously at the two young men who turned their heads, and said with a bitter face, "If I had known that they wanted to murder the city lord, even if the little old man risked his life, he would have to find a way to find out." ”

"Qi people?" Yu Haoxin frowned, thinking that Nanshao is located in the southernmost part of the Tang Dynasty, neither a trade hub nor a transportation artery, and there are very few Qi people coming and going here. If what the innkeeper said is true, there is still a figure of Qi people in this assassination incident, but I am afraid that the reason is not so simple. But Li Xinglin is only a small city lord in the southern corner of the Tang Dynasty, and he can't even make a small wave in the chess game of the war between the two countries, even if he has won a little reputation in the literary circles of the two countries with his own moral articles, but where is there anything worthy of everyone's attention, and he has to spend a lot of time to kill it quickly?

The two looked at each other, each puzzled.

Fortunately, I also knew some clues on this trip, and when I went back, I had to carefully check the registered population and customs clearance records, and then see if there was any unexpected discovery.