Dozens of miles away from the outer city of Qizhou, Yan Ting and Mu Jinghong were sitting in a small steamed bun shop on the side of the road eating vegetarian steamed buns.

Mu Jinghong's mouth was full of mouthfuls, and he still grabbed a few in his hand, like a starving ghost, Yan Ting looked around while eating, Qizhou and Luoyang were adjacent to each other, but they were extremely deserted, he couldn't help but ask the boss who was sitting idly on the side: "It's the time of spring, why haven't you seen a person on the road?" ”

The owner of the bun shop said: "Guest officer, your words are superfluous, we don't have any guests in this poor country no matter what time of the year, and it's the first time that we have business so early today." ”

Mu Jinghong swallowed the bun in his mouth with some effort, and pouted at the side room next to the bun shop, and said with a smile: "You mean we are the first business today?" Why do I think you're still hiding people in this house? ”

The owner of the steamed bun shop smiled: "The house is my mother-in-law, and I have to sleep until three o'clock in the morning every day before waking up, and I won't hide it from you, the bun stuffing you eat is all closed last month." ”

Mu Jinghong couldn't help laughing, of course he knew that there was a woman sleeping in the house, the two of them had already investigated when they first came, and as soon as the boss finished speaking, he heard a woman's roar from inside the house: "What are you fooling about!" How can you say everything! Then the small door was pushed open, and the plainly dressed proprietress yawned and walked out of the door, catching a glimpse of Mu Jinghong's appearance and a little blush on her face, and hurriedly smiled at the two: "Don't listen to that dead ghost's nonsense, the two guest officers don't listen to that dead ghost's nonsense, our bun filling is fresh." ”

Mu Jinghong waved his hand to say that it was okay, it was rare to be able to eat hot on this mountain trail, the proprietress wiped the table casually, came to Mu Jinghong's side and asked, "Then again, the two guest officers are going to Qizhou?" ”

Mu Jinghong nodded, and the proprietress was surprised again and again: "It's really strange, I saw people going out a few days ago, and I didn't see anyone coming back, and I wondered if the city was empty." ”

Yan Ting asked: "Does the proprietress know which way to go to Qizhou here?" ”

The proprietress thought for a while and said: "There are two roads to Qizhou from here, the main road is wide and easy to walk, but it takes a few more miles, if you are in a hurry, you have to take the mountain road, there is a trail on the mountain but no one has walked it for a long time." ”

Yan Ting thanked the proprietress and Mu Jinghong winked at her and asked, "I wonder if you have any wine in this bun shop?" ”

The proprietress smiled: "Of course, I went to the market a few days ago to bring back a few jars, but it is more expensive than ordinary wine." ”

This place is remote, and the goods come and go inconveniently, Mu Jinghong can also understand: "The wine money is easy to say, please ask the proprietress to serve us an altar." ”

The proprietress threw a wink in a charming way, went back to the house to get the wine, Yan Ting looked at Mu Jinghong with some surprise, and asked: "I remember that you are very picky about wine, you will never drink wine without a vintage, how can you drink ordinary wine now?" ”

Mu Jinghong smiled: "People always change, now I can not only drink ordinary wine, but also wear your tattered robe." ”

"Smack!"

Suddenly there was a sound of the wine jar breaking in the house, Yan Ting and Mu Jinghong got up at the same time, and rushed into the house quickly, the proprietress who was still joking with the two of them was actually cut off and fell to the ground neatly at this moment, and her body still maintained the posture before her death, standing in place with her arms in her arms.

At the same time, the exclamation of the owner of the shop outside the house sounded, Mu Jinghong broke out of the window, and then heard him call urgently: "Yan Ting, come quickly!" ”

Yan Ting rushed out of the door without the slightest hesitation, only to see Mu Jinghong sitting on the ground holding the boss of the bun shop, one hand pressed on the boss's neck, and blood oozed from his fingers.

The boss's face was red in Mu Jinghong's arms, he tried to pant like a cow and a horse, his eyes were almost popping out, Mu Jinghong pressed the wound on the boss's neck tightly, and asked loudly, "What did you see?" What kind of person is it? ”

Yan Ting hurriedly came, and before he could speak, the boss began to tremble violently, and his feet kicked outward, Mu Jinghong couldn't hold him down, and made the last gasp, and his head tilted and he lost his life.

Mu Jinghong's face was gloomy, he removed his hand from the boss's neck, an extremely slender wound kept splashing blood, Yan Ting glanced at it, and said, "It's a sword wound." ”

Mu Jinghong sighed, and said in a calm voice: "That's why I hate people who use swords." ”

Yan Ting looked around, he hoped to find a clue from the neighborhood, and there was a little impatience in his heart, Mu Jinghong stared at Yan Ting's face, paused, and sighed: "You should know in your heart that he must be here." ”

In the pool, the mandarin ducks fly, and the white pheasants fly in the spring evening.

Chen Baixian, Yan Ting once regarded him as his own brother, but now the two are swordsmen and soldiers.

He walked quickly through the mountains and forests, and he didn't even dare to look back, because he knew how dangerous what he had just done, and he also knew that Yan Ting would not be cruel to him, because Yan Ting was a person who valued affection and righteousness, but Mu Jinghong was different.

He didn't have a deep relationship with Mu Jinghong, and he also knew how fast Mu Jinghong was.

He was originally a dark walker in the night, but he just couldn't help but make a move, as long as he saw Yan Ting again, the jealousy in his heart would burn and extinguish his reason, he must die of Yan Ting, and he must die of Yan Ting in his hands.

He already regretted it a little, because Yan Ting must have known that he was coming.

Mu Jinghong looked at the depths of the mountains and forests, but did not move, but asked Yan Ting: "If I chase now, I will definitely be able to catch up." ”

Yan Ting shook his head and said, "He just wants you to chase after him, I can't let you go alone." ”

Without staying long, the two of them carried the body of the owner of the steamed bun shop into the house and burned it down, and the two hurried to Qizhou, where they chose to take the path and climb over the mountains in front of them.

Mu Jinghong deliberately kept a short distance from Yan Ting, and the two did not rest along the way, and finally rushed to the outer city of Qizhou before dark.

Now is the time to rest, there are only a few ordinary passers-by on the street, the two of them finally found a tea stall that is about to close the stall, Yan Ting took out the only remaining silver to let the owner of the tea stall promise to leave later.

"Don't sit too long, it's not peaceful in the city these days."

The owner of the tea stall was an old man who was nearly seventy years old, and he skillfully made two cups of tea for the two, and when he saw the sunset, he couldn't help urging the two: "Drink this cup of tea and leave quickly, maybe you will meet a strange person when it's late." ”

Yan Ting and Mu Jinghong glanced at each other and asked, "What kind of weird person are you talking about?" ”

"A bear man carrying a big knife and wearing a human head chain, I closed the stall late the day before yesterday, and he happened to pass by here and glared at me, and his soul scared him half away."

Yan Ting took the tea in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, then drank it in one gulp, and smiled at the old man: "There are such strange people in the world, I really want to see it with my own eyes." ”

The old man was cleaning up the other tea houses, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but turn around and scold: "You owe a mouth, you can't talk nonsense, if you really meet ......"

The old man kept his mouth shut halfway through speaking, because he saw that the strange man was already sitting opposite Yan Ting and the others, and was slowly wiping the gold-ringed broadsword in his hand with a woman's clothes.

The blood stains on the knife seemed to have just been splashed, because the blade was lightly wiped by the strange man, revealing its original ancient appearance.

Mu Jinghong's eyelids drooped and he didn't look at Wang Tuzi, he took the teacup and drank it, his lips carefully aftertasted it, and then turned his head to the old man and smiled: "Fragrant and fragrant, I have drunk the fragrance of my teeth and cheeks, good tea!" Can you pour some more for me? ”

The old man froze in place and did not move, because his body was out of control because he was too afraid, and he was unable to move an inch, Mu Jinghong got up and walked to the old man with a smile, stretched out his hand to take the Mazha in the old man's hand, and smiled at the old man: "It's really not early, why don't you go home first, how about we show you the stall here?" ”

A gentle evening breeze blew, and the bloody smell of the wind made the old man shiver, and he turned around and ran, but because of his age, he seemed to run slower than ordinary people.

Knowing that the old man's figure had completely disappeared into the distance, Mu Jinghong turned around unhurriedly and said to Butcher Wang, who was still wiping the big knife: "You really want to finish cooking just now." ”

Butcher Wang nodded and said, "Not bad." ”

Mu Jinghong smiled: "I don't know what you have done, why don't you bring it up and let me and Yan Ting taste it?" ”

Butcher Wang looked at Yan Ting and said, "You don't know how to eat the dishes I make, and you can't get used to eating them." ”

Mu Jinghong took out a new teacup, made a cup of tea for Butcher Wang, and then said to him calmly: "Then you shouldn't sit here, let alone show us the knife you just cooked." ”

Butcher Wang always stared at Yan Ting, and Yan Ting also looked at him, but he felt some special meaning from the way he looked at himself.

Butcher Wang stared at it for a long time before he opened his mouth and asked Yan Ting, "You are not curious that I will suddenly appear, do you already know that I will come?" ”

Yan Ting nodded: "I just didn't expect you to be the only one." ”

Butcher Wang smiled, sighed again, put the big knife in front of Yan Ting, and asked, "Do you already know who else is here?" ”

Yan Ting said: "Not bad. ”

"Then you know I have to make a move."

"I know."

"Then there is no need to say more."