When—

The knife in the palm of his hand was broken.

There seems to be a non-existent string in the human heart that has broken at the same time.

"Ah!!h

Chu Tianba let out a loud shout, the corners of his eyes were torn, and then red tears flowed.

The moonlight spilled down like salt.

And the initiator of all this is faintly standing firm, and the knife in his hand is like the moon in the sky emitting the light of day.

The long knife of Hongxia broke, and half of the blade fell into the white moonlight, and the Hongxia on it gradually dissipated, like a drop of blood scattered into a pool of clear water.

Its owner is long dead, and now the knife has come to an end.

Nan Er looked down at the half of the knife, he still remembered that when he first saw this knife, his brother held the knife in both hands, with indescribable pride and tenderness in his eyes, and when he saw it again, it was already hanging on the waist of a chivalrous woman in a strong suit.

After that, the chivalrous girl became her most feared sister-in-law, and the red light long knife never left her waist.

Back then, the heroic woman pinched her cheek and laughed at him, saying that she was about to marry at a young age.

It seems like yesterday.

He thought to himself, but the knife in his hand did not stop.

Tread, step, step.

The footsteps are relaxed and leisurely, but each step on the bluestone slab makes a sound of tapping on the heart.

Chu Tianba was half-kneeling on the ground, he trembled and heard the footsteps approaching him little by little, his mind was blank, and the broken half of the knife body in his hand reminded himself all the time how vulnerable his so-called strength was in front of this person.

"Rao ......"

Even the words begging for mercy were blocked in his throat by an inexplicable force, and he couldn't say half a word no matter how he struggled.

The moonlight fell on him.

It's not snow, but it's colder than the midwinter snow.

Airplanes!

The knife slashed through the air, trembling slightly and letting out a chirp.

It was as if another moon had been born on the ground, and the cold sword light mixed with the white moonlight, filling the entire courtyard, and there was no more darkness.

"Spare my ......"

Chu Tianba's eyes narrowed in the soft and non-dazzling white light, and he squirmed his throat hard, but he couldn't say more.

His heart struggled wildly, he wanted to escape, he wanted to stand up and fight back, he wanted to say even something pleading for his life.

Not really.

I desperately wanted to struggle, but my whole body felt like someone had taken all the strength out of me, and only the bones were left to support my body from falling.

Why, why?

There was a cold and piercing feeling on his skin, Chu Tianba knew that it was the feeling before he was about to be cut by a sharp blade, he had experienced it many times in his life, but none of them could be stronger than this feeling.

The cold sweat on Chu Tianba's forehead couldn't stop coming out, and then slowly swept across his cheeks and smashed on the bluestone slab in front of him with a click.

In fact, he knew why he was so unbearable, why he couldn't move even a finger no matter how hard he struggled.

Because he was afraid.

Yes, the feeling of powerlessness in his body came from the fear gushing out of his heart, although he didn't want to admit it, but the depths of his consciousness instinctively showed the greatest surrender.

This is like in the wild mountains and forests, when the prey beasts see the overlord of the mountain and forest that they absolutely cannot provoke, they will show the greatest surrender because of fear and desire for life, they often prostrate on the ground and bow their heads to show submission, or simply expose their softest belly to the other party to show submission.

"Rao...... Destiny ......"

He stumbled, almost unable to make out two words, and his upper and lower teeth chattered with each other.

Chu Tianba wanted to ask for mercy, but he found that he couldn't think of a single word begging for mercy, and words such as money and beautiful women, which were often used to deceive others, did not appear in his mind at all.

"Chu Tianba."

The man's voice was familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

The long sword that shone like the moon was raised high, forcing all the stars and moons in the sky to retreat.

"Rao ......"

Chu Tianba shook his throat, desperately trying to open his mouth, and the corners of his widening eyes couldn't stop leaving tears mixed with blood.

He doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to die!

"Rao ......"

Swish!

The three-foot moonlight fell, like a white silk floating in the air.

"Uh......"

Chu Tianba just felt the skin on his legs cool, and then fell to the hard ground like weightlessness.

Both legs are neatly broken from the knees.

Whether it was skin, flesh or bones, they were all cut like a smooth mirror, and Chu Tianba could even clearly see that the flesh and blood at the fracture were wriggling, and not a drop of blood spilled out.

It was as if the legs were still working normally, without feeling like they were separated from their torso.

Chu Tianba only felt a numbness in his legs, and even when he saw that his legs had left his torso, he couldn't feel the pain.

Yes......

When he opened his mouth, he didn't even have the strength to shout, and no sound could be squeezed out of his throat.

Swish!

The three-foot moonlight turned again in the air.

Click, with the sound of something hitting the ground, Chu Tianba felt that his arms had also left him, and he was now like Nangong No. 1 who almost died in his hands back then, his limbs were cut off.

"Ah......h

He tried hard for a long time, but he could only let out an inhuman roar from his throat, not knowing whether it was a final angry scolding or a pitiful begging for mercy.

Airplanes!

The knife of the Nangong family fell, and the person who slaughtered Nangong was killed.

Syllable!

It was the sound of a human head hitting the ground.

When Chu Tianba's eyes were in mid-air, he finally saw the face of the man who wielded the knife and took his life.

The bewitching peach blossom on the face.

The eyebrows, the face, the pursed lips, the moonlight knife.

Before he died, a name appeared in Chu Tianba's mind, a name that was very familiar to him but had become unfamiliar.

Nangong ...... First.

The eldest son of the Nangong family, the man who didn't know martial arts but killed several killers, the madman who was cut off and tortured by the Sima family.

He's back, he's not crazy, he's here to kill me after all.

Moonshine doesn't change.

More than ten years ago, it shone on the blood flowing from Nangong's family, and no matter how it struggled or roared, it fell silent in the moonlight.

More than ten years later, it was sprinkled into the blood dripping from Chu Tianba, and even remorse or fear dissipated in the moonlight.

The moonlight does not change, but the person who shines on the moonlight does.

"Hahaha......"

The man carried a knife and giggled in the moonlight.

The pink and white peach blossoms on his cheeks shook gently, with three points of pity in the demon, and the black demonic aura slowly dispersed with the man's laughter.

"Help...... Help me! ”

"Murdered!"

"You white-eyed wolves ......"

I don't know why, but the shouts of some people echoed in my ears, and the voices ranged from angry scolding and begging for mercy, as well as crying and screaming.

Illusory spirits rose from the ground, their faces were hideous, blood-red tears flowed from their pupils, some held their severed heads, some held their severed half of their bodies, and some covered their severed stomachs......

They stared at the smirking man in the moonlight.

The black demonic energy gradually enveloped them, and dissipated little by little under the black mist, until in the end only two red tears remained.

"Hahahahaha......"

The man laughed, and those red tears flew down his body, dyeing the black night suit a thick red.

He looked up, and his eyes were full of blood in the moonlight.

Airplanes!

The knife sounded, but it was also like the last struggle.

The black demonic aura mixed with red tears slowly climbed up the indestructible backline knife, covering the snow-white and bright blade.

The moonlight in the courtyard disappeared, and the crescent moon in the sky hid behind a dark cloud that happened to drift in and obscured her face.

The stars dimmed, like a listless man preparing to go home.

The black demonic aura was like tentacles, centering on the courtyard where the man was, and weaving a huge spider web that enveloped the entire courtyard around.

Those Sima family and Chu family killers who were still wielding sharp blades to kill each other were stuck by those black demonic qi, like insects that had fallen into a spider's web.

The more I struggled, the more I was tightly bound.

"Ahh

"Haunted!"

"Help! Hurry up, save me! ”

How can a prey that falls on a spider's web still allow you to escape?

The black demonic aura entwined, devouring all those people into it, like a hungry monster swallowing all the prey it could catch into its stomach.

"Hahahahaha......"

I don't know how long it has been, but I know that there is no living person in this mansion now.

There is not a single living person left.

All that was left was the creepy laughter that echoed throughout the courtyard.

……

When the day dawns, it is time for the drunk to wake up.

Xia Zhicicada opened his eyes from the boat and looked at the dazzling sun hanging high in the sky.

The sun is warm, and it gives a feeling of warmth even in late autumn. A lazy sleepiness rose silently, and he rolled over, ready to go back to sleep.

Meow~

A cat meow, and then she felt a fluffy and warm mass squeezing into her chest, and she raised her paw with a ball of flesh and slapped it on Xia Zhicicada's cheek.

Meow~

Got up.

That's probably what she meant.

Xia Zhician lazily opened one eye and looked at the black cat in front of him, who patted him again and again with his paws, as if there was something to urge him to do.

I had to sit up.

After Xia Zhicicada moved, the black cat wagged its tail and jumped lightly, landing on the plank next to the boat, taking a standard cat step.

"Well, what's wrong?"

Xia Zhicicada looked sideways and glanced at the boat where the black cat was, only to see a line of small characters carved on the outside of the plank of the boat with sharp scratches.

"The treasure fell into the water."

Well? What do you mean......

Xia Zhician smiled, he remembered the story of carving a boat to ask for a sword. The story probably tells of a man who crossed the river in a boat, accidentally dropped his sword into the river, and then carved a mark on the boat where the sword fell into the water, trying to salvage the sword after the boat reached the shore.

People at the time said that this person was really pedantic and ridiculous.

Treasure? Did any treasure fall into the water?

Xia Zhician touched his chin, and he speculated that this line of writing should be engraved by the female snake demon. Then he took out his sleeve robe on his left and right, and his face gradually became solemn.

Most of the stuff in the sleeve robe was there, except for the one missing.

Wine gourd.

The wine gourd that Yan Chixia refined back then that could hold three mountains and five seas is gone.

"Bad ......"

If that thing is lost, when I go back to the mountain, I won't be beaten by the master's butt to bloom, it's a treasure passed down from the ancestor.

Alas, everything has a certainty.

Xia Zhician glanced at the black cat squatting on the side of the boat and wagging its tail, and the latter meowed at him in confusion.

"It's all because of me, it's because of what I've done that I have shaken in my heart that all this happened......"

Xia Zhician knew why such a seemingly impossible thing happened, he stretched out his hand and paddled lightly on the lake water a few times, the icy lake water made him sober up a lot.

Meow~

The black cat shook its body and tilted its head as if to ask Xia Zhicicada what to do next?

The latter just smiled indifferently.

With a thought, he used his sword qi to urge the boat under his feet to come to the shore.

Something strange?

Today is supposed to be the first day of the River God Festival, even if Xia Zhicicada is not familiar with the local customs, he thinks it should be a very lively day, but now it is ......

Not a single one.

Xia Zhician looked at the shore, but he didn't even see a painting boat that almost filled the shore last night.

He shook his head in a strange way, and then walked towards the Jiangcheng Post House where he temporarily lived, and was shocked by the scene in front of him as soon as he walked into the main street of Jiangcheng.

The red silk lanterns that have not had time to be withdrawn are mixed with white silk mourning flags.

Hmmm-

A white thing floated in the wind, and it landed right at Xia Zhicicada's feet.

He leaned over and picked it up.

It was a white paper coin with a circle on the outside and a square on the inside.

Immediately followed by the sound of mourning and music, a person wearing linen and filial piety appeared in Xia Zhiciao's field of vision holding a black coffin.

What made his scalp tingle.

The coffin was not one, nor two or three, but ......

Blocked an entire street.