This is a very quaint manor, covering a very wide area, and the houses in it are scattered and connected. It was supposed to be lively, but it seemed deserted, and no one was moving around in the Zhuangzi at this moment.

This Zhuangzi is called Weijiazhuang, which was originally the fiefdom of Sikong Wei Yong. But these days, many people have died in the Zhuangzi. No one can leave alive.

Ji Yanran looked at the stele in front of the village, this is a broken stele, and the section is very smooth and neat.

Fu Nian came close and felt for the break. This stele is made of green oka stone, and the texture is so hard that it is difficult to leave a mark even if you slash it with a sword. And now, it's neatly cut off.

Judging from the incision, it is definitely not what an ordinary sword can do, it should be a divine weapon, and it is also caused by a strong sword qi.

As soon as the two of them stepped into the village, they sensed the murderous aura wafting in the air. Every corner of the village is filled with panic and fear.

"Please also inform Wei Sikong that Xinling Jun knows about Weijiazhuang, and specially sent a little girl to investigate." Ji Yanran said to the empty Zhuangzi.

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard footsteps behind her. A group of people came out.

He surrounded them, his eyes on guard, spears and bows and arrows pointed at them.

After a while, an old man in a gorgeous costume walked over surrounded by a crowd of people. He was about sixty years old, with silver hair and eyes as sharp and deep as a falcon.

"It turned out to be Ji family, rude, rude!" Wei Yong apologized to the two. Then he said to the people in the village: "You guys should retreat first." ”

The guards in this group of villagers put away their weapons and retreated. Only the remaining henchmen and guards who escorted Wei Yong to Luoyang stood on both sides.

"Ji and this mound have worked hard, can you move to the mansion and let the old man drink a little?" Wei Yong politely invited.

Ji Yanran smiled slightly and said, "Since Wei Sikong is hospitable, then it is better for me to be respectful." ”

So, the three of them went to the depths of the Zhuangzi. Come to the back house hall and sit down, and the maidservant offers snacks.

After some talking, the two learned everything that had happened in Weijiazhuang during this period of time.

At night, if a ghost asks for his life, the people in the Zhuangzi will die, regardless of men, women, old and young. Those who fled in fear were not spared, and they were all killed instantly. Although staying in Zhuangzi still can't escape death, there is at least a glimmer of hope.

This is obviously revenge killing, and the killer deliberately creates a kind of panic that panics the people in the Zhuangzi and tortures everyone's psychological endurance.

The murderer must have a grudge against one or more of the people in the Zhuangzi, and this person is most likely Wei Yong.

"What kind of enemies does Wei Sikong have in his impression?" Ji Yanran asked.

Wei Yong frowned, thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "No! ”

When Wei Yong said this, his tone was very affirmative, but his eyes flashed with uneasiness, and the cruelty hidden in his eyes. Fu Nian had been observing Wei Yong, and naturally did not let go of the changes in his eyes.

………

In addition to Fu Nian Ji Yanran, there are also people who have come to this Zhuangzi, and they are also two people. One was dressed in white and his hair was tied in black.

"This Zhuangzi looks like a dead city on the surface...... "The white-clothed swordsman stared at the Zhuangzi Dao in front of him.

"In fact, there are many people who hide in the shadows." The black-clothed and white-haired cold-hearted man took over the conversation.

"The mountains and forests outside the village are full of murderous atmosphere, and the village is also full of dangers." The white-clothed swordsman continued.

"But they're not the same people."

"Two different groups of strangers, both hostile to two strangers." The white-clothed swordsman said.

The two of them walked towards the village. Suddenly, they stopped, for there was something in front of them, but it was a barrel. Immediately, the doors of the houses on both sides of the street were wide open, and several barrels rushed towards them.

There was a greasy smell from the barrels, a pungent stench.

"It's oil." The white-clothed swordsman said in a deep voice.

In an instant, all the Zhuang people who were ambushed in the shadows poured out, and the blazing rockets were already ready to be fired.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Sou! Sou! Sou!

A series of arrows flew out from all over the Zhuangzi and struck at the two of them. The rocket sliced through the sky and shot at the two of them with a scorching temperature.

The black-clad and white-haired swordsman kicked the barrel and kicked it into the air. The barrel flipped in mid-air, crashing into the incoming rocket. When the rocket touched the barrel, it exploded.

Suddenly, the sparks scurried and crackled. Smoke rises.

The sword in the black-clothed swordsman's hand was already unsheathed, it was a sword with tooth grooves on its body, and the blade of the sword was glowing with a faint coldness.

His figure was as fast as lightning, shuttling through the dense rain of arrows, and the tip of his sword was constantly stirring rockets. With a wave of his long sword, the sword qi was agitated, and the rows of rockets were cut off and fell to the ground.

Not a single arrow could hurt him in the slightest.

On the other side, everyone was attracted by the black-clothed swordsman. The white-clothed swordsman leaped to the rooftop. As soon as he pointed out, Zhuang Min, who was in ambush on the roof, suddenly felt that his body was stagnant, and he was actually caught in the acupoint and couldn't move.

The white-clothed swordsman slapped his palm, and the roof tiles shattered, sawdust flew sideways, and a gap cracked in the roof.

The white-clothed swordsman was light and jumped into the room along the crack. The villagers in the house did not expect that someone would be able to sneak in without hearing or seeing, and they were caught off guard.

Relaxed and freehand, a palm was slapped, and the villagers in the house were stunned and lay to the ground.

He continued to sweep towards the houses inside, and the villagers he encountered along the way were easily dealt with.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, as long as the leader of this gang is controlled, the rest of the things will be much easier.

He came to the main house. At this moment, an old man with gray hair sat on the main throne in the hall. There was a delicate woman and a gentle child sitting in the guest seat.

He drew his sword out of its sheath, and the cold light appeared, and the sword was sharp and fast.

The blade of the sword refers to the man of the Lord's throne.

But a figure appeared in front of him, and it was the child. His expression was very calm, as if he was not facing a sword blade, but a spring breeze.

The sword is three feet long, the right arm is dominant, and the spiral is diagonal. Slashing and stabbing, the sword posture is the arrow axis, the vertical crown plane, 55 degrees, external rotation and adduction, forward and backward movement, and the kinetic energy transfer efficiency is located in the front 1/4-1/3 of the semi-arc area of the sword body.

Fu Nian saw the weakness of the sword momentum at a glance, and the trajectory of the sword momentum that could occur was also simulated in his mind.

The sword finger condensed, and a sword qi came out of the body and hit the sword body.

The sword body trembled slightly, changing its original trajectory. The long sword in Fu Nian's hand struck out at the right time, and it was able to cross the neck of the white-clothed swordsman. Only one inch is missing, and he will surely die under this sword.

The white-clothed swordsman never thought that it would be over in a flash.

Fu Nian withdrew his sword and looked at the white-clothed swordsman.

"How offended, I don't know who your Excellency is? Maybe there is some misunderstanding here? Fu Nian said to the white-clothed swordsman.

With the sword just now, the other party had no killing intent.

At this time, the black-clothed and white-haired swordsman also walked into the hall, he did not act rashly, and the woman in purple gave him a feeling of extreme danger.

"In Xia Gai Nie, this is my junior brother Wei Zhuang." Seeing that the other party was not hostile, Gai Nie said to the boy in green clothes.

"Presumably, the two of you are also here for the strange bloody case in the village." Fu Nian said.

"It's an exam question." Wei Zhuang, who was dressed in black and had white hair, replied that the two of them could get into his eyes

"How do you know that you two are not assassins of the Qin State? Or is it not in the same league as the real murderer? Wei Yong said coldly.

These two men not only injured his people, but also destroyed the ambush he had set up, and he was dissatisfied. Besides, these two are still unfamiliar faces.

"These two young heroes have extraordinary bearing, and they are by no means ordinary people in the rivers and lakes.

Presumably, there must be a great origin, how could it be related to the Qin people and the murderer of Zhuang Min. Ji Yanran said at the right time.

These two people can have such kung fu at such an age, they must be some famous disciples.

"If the two young heroes were really murderers, the villagers outside the house would have already died. Thanks to the two young heroes for keeping their hands. ”

When Wei Zhuang heard Ji Yanran's words, the coldness on his face eased a little.

"My junior brother and I are disciples of Guigu. This is precisely to find out the cause of this strange bloody case. Gai Nie saw that the other party was polite, so he said truthfully.

According to legend, this Guigu faction was founded by a generation of strange people Wang Xu, because he lived in the Guigu of Yunmeng Mountain, called himself Mr. Guigu, and was called Guiguzi. It is also said that it got this name because of the four fleshy moles on its forehead, which became the image of ghosts. Legend has it that he is a scholar and has the wisdom of reaching the heavens and the earth.

His disciples Su Qin Zhang Yi and Sun Bin Pang Juan crisscrossed the seven countries, and there was a saying that the princes were angry and the princes were afraid, and they lived in peace and the world was extinguished.

"The common people are smeared, the world is burning, all the sons are hundreds, only I am the one. Presumably, the two of them are the ghost valleys of this generation. Ji Yanran said to the two.

"I think there are people here who understand, not all of them are fools." After Wei Zhuang finished speaking, he got up and left. His mind is very simple, he just wants to find out the truth of the matter and complete the exam questions this time.

"It turned out to be a Guiguzi apprentice, and this matter is too much work and less trouble." Wei Yong bowed to Gai Nie, but his attitude had undergone a 180-degree reversal, and he was respectful.

Although Gai Nie didn't like him to act like this, his nature was pure, and he didn't show the slightest.

Besides, the boy in Tsing Yi and the girl had good intentions towards them, and he took into account their thoughts.

"I was ordered by my master to come, and Gai Nie didn't dare to refuse." Gai Nie returned with a salute to Wei Yong.

These two people were born in the extremely mysterious ghost valley, but Fu Nian didn't expect it. Thinking of the legend of Guiguzi in later generations, he was a little curious in his heart.