Stop standing there with stiff hands, staring blankly ahead.

All the people who had eaten in the restaurant before walked down and stood behind him.

"Don't ......"

Long Aotian wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

After such a long period of contact, Long Aotian naturally knew why he was so stunned.

No one else can help him with this kind of thing, so he can only get out on his own.

Long Aotian didn't finish his words, but Gao Liangfeng did.

"These two guards are from the Liu family!"

When he said this, Gao Liangfeng's face was gloomy, and his expression was a little annoyed.

These words immediately made everyone feel uncomfortable.

Just now at the wine table, you were still talking for your Gao Liangfeng, and now you are going to be angry because your new master's family is dead?

In order to flatter the new master, he was so anxious to draw a line with everyone.

I can't say that this is wrong, after all, from his standpoint, there is nothing wrong with doing so.

But no matter what, there is a bit of ingratitude in it.

"What, can't wait to start biting?" Long Aotian was very unkind to him and said sarcastically.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Don't you understand what I mean? Are you willing to be a dog for others, are you still afraid that others will not be able to say it? Long Aotian sarcastically sarcastically sneered in a strange way, and every word accurately stabbed Gao Liangfeng's sore spot.

Gao Liangfeng finally couldn't help it, he stared at Long Aotian deadly, gritted his teeth, and burst out word by word from between his teeth: "Do you want to die?" ”

"Do you really think I'm afraid you won't make it?"

Long Aotian narrowed his eyes, raised his hands, raised his right foot, and made a martial posture.

Gao Liangfeng's method of pipa bones is indeed mysteriously tight, but he is not a good character.

Seeing that the atmosphere was already tense, everyone had no intention of persuading each other, but had some thoughts of watching the excitement in it.

But in the end, the two left the place suddenly because they didn't fight, because the protagonist who caused the fight was eliminated.

He looked lost when he left, but he used light skills and walked unusually fast.

Seeing that he was gone, Long Aotian didn't have the heart to make a move with Gao Liangfeng, so he quickly put away his posture and chased after him.

Gao Liangfeng had no intention of making a move, but now that Long Aotian is gone, how could he take the initiative to provoke?

After taking a deep look at everyone present, Gao Liangfeng suddenly laughed: "Look down on me, right?" Let's see, maybe in the future, you will be like me? ”

Such an attitude angered everyone, and just as everyone wanted to reason with him, Gao Liangfeng had already snorted coldly and left here.

The other three were gone, and the remaining three had nowhere to go, so they had to go their separate ways.

The former Turning River Gang is just scattered.

The joy at the banquet is just an illusion, and after the glass is empty, what is left is the truth.

There is never a banquet in the world, and the happiness of friendship will always be fleeting, and what can be left for you to savor is only loneliness and haste.

......

Long Aotian did not catch up.

When he left, he used light skills, and Long Aotian couldn't even touch his shadow.

Holding his knees and panting with his mouth open, Long Aotian made up his mind in his heart that he must practice light skills well in the future.

Did that kid eat Xuanmai, and he ran so fast?

Speaking of which, he hadn't eaten anything like it in a long time.

I have to ask Xuanmai to settle the advertising fee when I go back.

I don't know where I'm going.

He just let his legs guide him in unknown directions.

He was in a very chaotic mood now, and Fang Cai's brutal killing method did not make his mood relax in any way, but only aggravated his confusion.

There seemed to be two voices shouting in my heart.

A voice is constantly reiterating the meaning of life, mentioning the golden rule that his mother told him in Chengguang Village over and over again.

"Never humble, never cowardly, never cruel."

Clearly, the eradication had broken his promise.

And the other voice is constantly persuading and putting an end to it.

He thinks that this manslaughter was just an accident, and that he did it to protect the child.

He also felt that the two men were killing people wantonly, and their behavior was no different from that of bandits.

If you have to use the so-called golden rules as shackles to bind yourself, then the third uncle also said that all bandits in the world are people who can be killed.

Since they are all killable people, even if their own methods are cruel, they are not taboo.

His words sounded so plausible that he was almost convinced.

This makes it even more painful to put an end to it.

Because he has begun to realize that he is also a person who is easily persuaded by himself, and he can easily forgive his mistakes.

It turns out that I am essentially no different from those who disregard life.

What happens if you don't get drunk? Will I feel more guilty or will I forgive myself?

It turns out that I am also a vacant horseman.

The most painful stage of life is to accept your ordinariness and understand that you are not different.

Helpless? Helpless.

Should it? Should.

With a confused mind, the end ended up in front of an alley.

If his memory was correct, the kid should have entered a similar alley.

If you're not mistaken, this is the Dark Alley.

There is nothing to do left and right, and there is nowhere to go, so don't plan to go in and have a walk.

Anyway, they were going to come and explore the place.

Seventy-one was called out from the genitals, and seventy-one came out with a worried look on his face.

She also felt that there was something wrong with the state of elimination, and after she came out, she specially asked: "Could it be that the poison left by the plague has not been cleaned?" ”

Stop shook his head.

Although he didn't know what was wrong with his body, he also had a guess.

It must have nothing to do with the plague.

What's more, before coming out, Sha Sheng specially checked himself.

He can even eliminate the plague, and it is certainly impossible not to detect the poison left by the plague.

Reluctantly comforted Seventy-One, and put an end to walking into the dark alley.

The Dark Alley may sound like it's the size of only one alley, but in fact, the overall area of the Dark Alley is quite large.

The dark alley itself is connected by countless intricate paths and dark passages, and the entire dark alley is like a winding python entrenched in the red willow slope.

Because of his secrecy and complexity, the Dark Alley became a place of residence for all the strange people.

Among these people are homeless people, wanted criminals, rebels, and some mountain spirits.

Some of them are cruel, some are murderous, some are fierce, some are insidious....

It is for these reasons that the dark alley has naturally become an underground black market in the entire Hongliupo.

Whatever the major forces don't want to be discovered by outsiders will be traded here.

Stepping into the dark alley, it doesn't feel like it's even getting dark.

He looked up, and there was nothing to shade the sun.

But this dark feeling is real.

"What's wrong?"

Seventy-One asked.

"Do you feel like the sun is getting darker?"

Seventy-One shook his head.

"That's probably my delusion." Putting an end to a reluctant smile, he continued to walk forward.

The alley narrows from the sides to the middle, until it can only pass through one person.

After crossing a long passage, he bent down again and leaned over a low pass.

This pass is small, but it blocks the possibility of those who are superior from entering here.

Gentlemen, you won't bend over.

After passing through the pass, he suddenly felt that a lot of eyes were cast on him at once.

For the sake of safety, the effect of the Transformation Pill was canceled when entering the dark alley, and the original appearance was restored.

That is, the image of the masked soul of life and death.

Most people's eyes were stopped after a moment of contact and then left, it was not strange that there were life and death spirits on Hongliupo, they didn't need to pay attention.

Only one gaze stayed on the body of the eliminated one more for a while, and waited for a while before leaving.

Putting on a keen eye for the uniqueness of this gaze.

He looked up and saw his master who had caught his gaze.

It is a small monk holding a rosary and sitting cross-legged on the ground.

The little monk was very young, his face was red, and he knew at a glance that he was a man who had grown up in the desert.

In front of him lay a small red cloth with a few large coins on it.

Leaning against the wall behind him was a banner that was not too big or small. The banner is black on a white background, and there are four big characters written on it - exorcism and fate.

It is not difficult to see from the monk's stall and the banner behind him that this monk should be a fortune teller who walks the streets and alleys.

This is a rare thing, because the people who usually do this are some old Taoist priests or scholars who look more gentle, wearing square scarves, wearing Confucian robes, carrying a folding fan, pinching their hands, chanting words, and dancing with their eyebrows.

It is very rare for a monk to come out to do this business.

The unique stall coupled with the monk's strange gaze at him just now made him interested in the somewhat mysterious monk in front of him.

He had a hunch in his heart that this monk must know something.

There is nothing different about himself, so the rest of his gaze just now should not be interested in himself.

What he is really interested in should be his appearance.

That is, the spirit of life and death.

Judging from the performance of other people, it seems that the people of Hongliupo and even the entire Western Regions are not surprised by the existence of life and death spirits, and even accustomed to them.

With his physiognomy, he must be a native of the Western Regions, and since this is the case, it can only show that the spirit of life and death has a more important meaning to him.

He knew the spirits of life and death, or at least had seen other spirits of life and death.

And those of his colleagues happened to be missing in Hongliupo.

So put an end to the conclusion that this monk must know something.

This information is likely to be related to the abyss hidden in the Red Willow Slope.