"You're here for revenge?"

The girl with a hint of childishness in her eyebrows asked.

The voice is not as rough as the barbarians outside the Saiwai, but it is like a clear spring, which is particularly good.

Rao is Shen Yu couldn't help but look at her twice.

This kind of appearance is very different from the second terrifying killer in the Xi Wasteland.

Shen Yu retracted his gaze, looked at the woman who did not hide in the slightest, and asked, "When the guests come to the door, don't they bring them into the house to entertain?"

If you are familiar with Shen Yu's temperament, you will definitely be stunned at this moment.

If he had come to avenge the previous siege, then he would not need any words now, and he would have slashed through with a sword.

If not, he wouldn't be here at all, let alone ask such seemingly small talk.

It's just that the woman has never been in contact with Shen Yu, so she didn't show this kind of surprise, seeing that he really didn't mean to make a move, she was slightly silent for a while, said whatever you want, and walked into the village.

Shen Yu turned around and walked in with the girl in a posture of scrutiny.

The stockade was lined with countless simple wooden houses, and in the distance there were steep rocks, on which seven or eight children with wooden swords chased and played.

As the footsteps sounded, the villagers who had just entered the village and came and went looked at the outsider behind the girl with a slightly stunned gaze.

In this place, it is difficult to see such a clean and handsome young man, and at a glance he is a disciple of the family in the south of the Yangtze River in the Tang Empire.

The next moment, as if thinking of something, everyone's eyes lit up, and several swarthy and fat middle-aged women wrapped in cloth toveins stretched out their thumbs to the girl.

Shen Yu glanced at it and confirmed that they were all ordinary mortals, so he withdrew his gaze.

In the depths of the stockade, there is a simple two-story attic made of mud and wooden pillars.

An old man who was blind walked out tremblingly with a cane and said with a smile, "Mu'er, are you back?"

As soon as the words fell, the blind old man's face suddenly froze slightly, and he turned his head uncertainly and said, "Are you .....?"

Seeing that Shen Yu didn't mean to speak, the girl whispered, "He's a friend of mine."

The blind old man sighed, and a smile appeared on his face, "Since it's a friend of the curtain who is here, then please come in quickly, don't slack off."

Shen Yu followed the girl to the second floor of the attic, stood by the window, and looked out through the dilapidated window.

Not far away is a small dense forest, the top of the forest gently swaying along the breeze, cool and brisk, like a poetic green sea.

Desolate outside, this beautiful scenery is very rare.

The girl did not speak, but sat quietly on the wooden table in the corner.

On the left side of the table, a large dilapidated bowl was covered with several plates of side dishes, as well as a teapot.

Gently boiled a pot of tea.

After a while, the blind old man handed over the boiling tea, poured half a cup into the teacup, and said with a smile: "This is a clear spring tea brewed from the unique tea leaves in the mountains, and please don't be surprised."

Shen Yu sat on the table opposite and took a sip and said, "Many years ago, I liked this kind of bitter tea in the mountains."

The old man was blind, but he was often more transparent and bright than ordinary people, and said with a smile: "Mu'er learned a few tricks from the masters, so he will go out to travel a few times on weekdays, but I think it's just some three-legged cat kung fu, but if you offend the immortals, please bear with me."

In the old man's opinion, most of his granddaughters have caused some trouble, but a young girl is traveling, how big can the disaster be?

The girl sat aside, her eyebrows lowered, and she didn't react at all when she heard this, and her quiet appearance was like a well-behaved girl who had not left the cabinet.

"That's a big deal."

Hearing this, Shen Yu also shook his head, revealing a smile that was not shining.

If he hadn't personally experienced the fierceness and ruthlessness of the woman's attack not long ago, he would have really believed it.

It was a speed that could make Shen Yu, who was in the Divine Journey Realm, feel surprised

degree, how can it be described by the word three-legged cat.

It's just that it seems that the villagers here don't know the girl's true heel habits.

"The curtain has also grown up, if you have anything to talk about, I'll go down and get busy first."

After saying this, the old man stood up and walked down the attic with his crutches as he groped.

"It's a nice place, but they're all mortals."

When the old man walked downstairs, Shen Yu looked at the subtle ripples of the tea leaves soaked in the water and asked, "Why have you been living here all this time?"

The girl looked at Shen Yu, supported her chin with her right hand, and said calmly: "There are still a few villages nearby, if I am not there, they will rob the water source and women here, and soon the entire village will be completely destroyed, and it will be desolate outside, but it is not in the deep mountains of the Tang Dynasty."

Shen Yu thought about it and found that there were women and children all the way, so he stopped talking.

"What are you here for, to threaten me?"

The girl suddenly raised her head, her ink-like pupils staring at Shen Yu calmly and indifferently.

And it is precisely because the facial features are too stiff that even the questioning seems so wooden.

From beginning to end, she didn't ask Shen Yu why she found this place, because it was a meaningless thing.

And even if she found out that Shen Yu's body was seriously injured at the moment, she didn't have any idea of making a move.

Since he is here, it means that the more powerful being is not far away.

Then neither the murder nor the escape will be successful.

Killers never do anything that doesn't make any sense.

Since it won't succeed, it's fortunate that it has been quiet and silent.

What just made her puzzled was that even when she arrived at her house, she didn't find that Shen Yu had any other actions.

Shen Yu said calmly, "Who taught you the art of killing?"

The woman was silent for a moment, then replied, "A man whose identity I don't know looks like he is, but he should be very old."

"Why did he teach you this?" Shen Yu then asked.

"Because I said I wanted to live longer."

The curtain girl said indifferently, "He said that as long as he had the ability to kill more people, he could live here longer, so I learned this."

Shen Yu snorted, stood up and prepared to walk downstairs.

"What the hell do you want to do?" The girl frowned, revealing a puzzled expression.

"It's almost time, and I'm going back to the Dao Sect today."

Shen Yu turned his head and saw through the window a middle-aged Taoist in front of the dense forest appearing there.

"Hui Dao Sect?"

"Aren't you going to kill me?"

The girl tilted her head, her face full of bewilderment.

With the other party's temperament, he came all the way here just to ask a few words that are not salty or light?

"I asked for your situation for someone I once owed a favor to."

Shen Yu turned his head to look at her and said, "As for the relationship between you and me, you can't kill me, so there is no hatred."