The corridor is vaguely eerie, eerie and gloomy.

The people in the two coffins are gone, are there people hidden in the other coffins?

Yang Qing didn't dare to look at it, let alone think about it.

People are still in the corridor, danger is still on the side, and Wusheng doesn't seem to feel it.

He stared and poked at the paper figure behind the boss, and didn't say a word for a long time.

The soft wind blew, and the paper figure suddenly ran out.

The boss looked at Wusheng, then at everything inside, struggled to stand up, and suddenly fell down weakly, "What's the matter with me here?" ”

He couldn't believe it was true, and he didn't seem to know when these people would come in.

"They're all gone."

The boss nodded.

Without saying a word, he turned around and walked out.

Yang Qing took a deep breath and finally came out.

Wusheng suddenly turned around again, staring and poking at the boss who came out, "I will come to pick up the coffin at any time." ”

The boss nodded.

His cheeks were as pale as paper, and there was no trace of blood.

Wusheng walked to Chang'an Street, walked to the front of the Fortune Casino, and suddenly stopped, "Do you want to play?" ”

There are more people rushing to the market on the street, but they can't vaguely hide the screams of pig-killing ghosts in the gambling house, and it is gradually impossible to distinguish whether they are shouting loudly? Or is it small?

The three epiphysis in the big bowl jingled and rang, and a bunch of people rolled up their sleeves on the side, patted their thighs, and shouted desperately, "Four-five-six, four-five-six......." ”

"One-two-three, one-two-three......."

They won't come out until the purse is empty.

Yang Qing didn't expect Wusheng to be so good, so she actually took her to play a few times.

Wusheng slowly put her down, she jumped in happily, and then there was no one in to gamble.

Everyone stared at the silver ticket she had pressed, and the dealer stopped shaking it and looked at the person behind her.

Yang Qing didn't wait long, a middle-aged man with a dignified appearance and a jade tree in the wind greeted him, "If you don't mind, you can go inside and have a good time." ”

His hand is stretched out, already inviting.

Yang Qing smiled, but stared at Wusheng.

Wusheng nodded.

There was only one table in the room, and there were seven people.

The man smiled, "What are you two playing?" As long as it's gambling, it's all here. ”

He seemed to be afraid that others would not know that there was a complete range of gambling equipment here.

Yang Qing smiled and rolled up her sleeves, "Of course it's a epiphysis." ”

"Laughing in the wind." The man smiled, and someone behind him had already put the sea bowl and epiphysis on the table, "Please take a look at the God of Wealth." ”

Yang Qing couldn't help laughing, this God of Wealth name, there are actually people here who know.

Yingfeng stared at Yang Qing with a smile, "The two of them bet, regardless of the dealer, the one, two, three, and six leopards don't need to follow, how about the God of Wealth?" ”

Yang Qing nodded.

Windward smiled and smiled, "Please place a bet." ”

Yang Qing took out ten silver tickets and put them on the table, each of which was 10,000 taels.

Yingfeng smiled and stretched out his hand, "Please come first." ”

Yang Qing grabbed the epiphysis, rubbed it, blew it again, and threw it into the bowl.

This is a common problem of gamblers, and they all hope to use this method to make their luck better and win more.

The epiphysis jingle bell, and when it stopped, Yang Qing was no longer willing to gamble.

It's one, two, three.

Windward smiled and nodded, "Duomeng conceded." ”

Yang Qing smiled stupidly and slowly stood up.

Yingfeng smiled and stood up, "The God of Wealth is not interested?" ”

Yang Qing nodded, "Playing epiphysis, it's just a handful, and I'll leave when it's enjoyable." ”

Windward smiled bitterly.

Watching them leave, it seems that I can't figure out why gamblers only gamble.

Yang Qing suddenly pulled her cloak, "Do you know why I don't gamble?" ”

Silent without life.

At this time, Yingfeng Xiao chased after him, "If the God of Wealth is interested, he will often come to play, and the shop is welcome at any time." ”

Yang Qing nodded.

At this time, there were already many people gathered outside, full of smiles, and the owner of Xinglong Inn was at the front.

The person who owns more than a dozen semicolon inns is not a small person, and he has a little light on his face.

It was as if he had lost face now.

He walked up to Yang Qing sincerely, smiled and kowtowed.

"I sincerely invite the God of Wealth ......."

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Yang Qing really didn't want to listen to the words of these sour cultural people, and the sour ones disgusted and annoyed her.

Yahuan was already waiting inside, and when she saw Yang Qing coming, she was even more excited.

Daughter red and seven delicious side dishes have been placed on the table.

"Big sister doesn't want me anymore."

Yang Qing smiled and touched her head, "No, it's too late for big sister to like it." ”

Yahuan smiled and stopped talking, and poured a bowl of wine for Yang Qing.

Yang Qing didn't take a sip, she was already staring at Wusheng.

The painting was already hanging, and Wusheng stood far away, staring silently.

At this time, Yanxiong suddenly walked in.

He looked at Yang Qing with a smile, "Are you bothering the two of you?" ”

Yang Qing was silent, as if she was too lazy to be disturbed by him.

He walked over to the lifeless and stared at the painting, "Can the spear god see something?" ”

Speechless, he was still staring at the portrait.

When he walked towards the lifeless, he walked very lightly and steadily, and when he got close to the lifeless body, he suddenly stretched out his hand and waved.

Yan Xiong had already made a move, and more than a dozen cold lights suddenly shot at more than a dozen vital points on the lifeless body.

No one should have been able to get around at such a close distance.

Wusheng didn't hide, as if he didn't bother to hide.

The cloak fluttered suddenly, and the silver of the "jingle bell" had fallen to the ground.

Yang Qing was suddenly shocked.

Why did Yanxiong make a move? Did he come to arrest Wusheng?

Floating up like a light smoke, it suddenly fell to Yang Qing's side, and the smoke was gone.

The man was gone.

Yahuan stood stunned and silent, as if she was extremely panicked and afraid.

Wusheng suddenly stared at and poked her, and walked towards her step by step, "He's gone, why don't you leave?" ”

"Why should I go?"

Yang Qing was stunned, because the voice had changed, this was actually a man's voice, not Yahuan's voice.

"Drink if you don't leave."

Wusheng suddenly poured the wine in Yang Qing's hand towards this person.

The man suddenly swept up and floated out, and his light skills were no worse than the other.

Yang Qing was already gasping for breath, and she couldn't figure out what was going on.

Wusheng caressed his body, "They're fake. ”

Yang Qing nodded. "And who are they?"

Without saying a word, his eyes were already staring at the corner of the wall, and more than a dozen silver needles were already shining.

With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen silver needles suddenly floated up and floated out.

"Soul Breaker?"

"Yes, Demon Sect Soul Breaker Needle."

"What a vicious soul-breaking needle."

"The Soul Breaker Needle is not poisonous, but the talent is poisonous."

Yang Qing smiled bitterly, she walked towards Wusheng, "Is it a member of the Demon Sect?" ”

Silent without life.

The Soul Breaker Needle is a weapon of the Demon Sect, and the person who uses the Soul Breaker Needle is not necessarily.

Yang Qing stared at the wine and food, and sighed, "Such a good wine and food, just like that......." ”

Wusheng suddenly pulled her and walked downstairs.

Walking into the kitchen, there was nothing strange in the kitchen, there was no fire in the stove and there was no smoke on it.

There was no food on the table, the cutting board was clean, and a piece of peasant cloth was neatly folded and placed on the lid of the pot.

There is no trace of cooking here.

Yang Qing understood, those small dishes were not made here, and even her daughter Hong was not here.

She suddenly thought of something, "Isn't the owner of Xinglong Inn also ......." ”

Wusheng nodded, "It's fake." ”

The coffin in the firewood room was gone, and several people were tied up like pigs next to the firewood.

They were originally panicked and afraid, but when they saw Wusheng and Yang Qing coming in, they suddenly smiled.

Yang Qing quickly untied a guy's rope.

The guy nodded gratefully.

Yang Qing smiled, "It's safe, everything is fine." ”

The guy nodded, but didn't look up.

Wusheng didn't untie the boss's rope, and the boss seemed to be about to cry.

Yang Qing stared at Wusheng.

Why didn't he untie the rope from his boss? She couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, the guy suddenly smiled sadly, and suddenly there was an extra sharp knife in his hand, a sharp knife.

The sword light suddenly swung towards Yang Qing's chest, Yang Qing gritted his teeth, and suddenly twisted his body.

The blade actually floated away against Yang Qing's neck.

Yang Qing swept up and retreated.

The guy pounced on Wusheng, the knife "ding" to the ground, and the person suddenly fell.

Wusheng slowly retracted the tip of the gun.

The ropes on the boss's and the other guys were not untied, but were automatically untied.

Several people suddenly shot out like arrows, one rose and fell, and suddenly disappeared.

Yang Qing took a breath, "Who are they?" ”

Wusheng stared and poked at their distant backs, and didn't say a word for a long time.

The ground was barely cold, and the soil beside the well was loose.

"Are they from the Demon Cult?"

Silent without life.

Yang Qing suddenly clinged to the lifeless body, "You say a little, okay?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

He carried Yang Qing to the upper floor and faced the portrait.

Yang Qing stared at the portrait, "This is the true work of Yu Qingfeng?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

"Who is Fluttershy, and why did the Demon Cult go to worship her?"

Wusheng didn't answer this question directly, "Do you know that every generation of Demon Sect Masters must have a calamity. ”

Yang Qing didn't know.

"Before each new generation of sect leaders takes office, they must accept the Heavenly Tribulation."

"What is a catastrophe?"

"Eliminate martial arts cultivation, eliminate memory, and go down the mountain to experience the tribulation."

Yang Qing didn't understand.

"If they can't survive the catastrophe, they will never recover, and there will be no place to bury them."

Yang Qing shuddered, "Isn't this very dangerous?" ”

Wusheng nodded, "Yes, they are dangerous, and they will die if they are not careful." ”

"Then if they practice the superior mental method, do they also have a calamity?"

Wusheng nodded.

Yang Qing stared at the portrait, "Are you saying that Fluttershy is the master of this generation of Demon Cult?" ”

There is no life and no speech, as if he is unwilling to speak.

He suddenly turned around, looked at the window, and stared at Chang'an Avenue.

Yang Qing gritted her teeth, eager to pounce and bite him twice.

She had a lot of things to ask in her heart, why did these people chase and kill? Seems like it's always there?

Why did he go to the coffin shop? Why make a lot of coffins to order?

And the killers in the coffin, why do they know their whereabouts in time? This impossible thing has happened.

Everything about them seems to be stared at by a pair of invisible eyes, and no matter what they do, there is no escape.

Yang Qing was silent, and silently walked to the edge of Wusheng, "Are you going to help this painting survive the catastrophe?" ”

Silent without life.