Jiuqu City, known as the outer city of the Great Yan Sect.

According to their own plans, the rulers of the Great Yan Sect relied on their abundant financial resources to pave the white jade floor tiles, and used mysterious spells to build regular and neat castles, and the streets were as straight as cutting.

At the end of the day, the drum beats three times, and the teleportation array opens.

During the daily unitary hour, the drum beats eight times and the teleportation array closes.

There are 108 squares in Jiuqu City, the most taxable is Pingkangfang on Qinglou Street, the most prosperous is Jingmingfang with restaurants everywhere, and the least visited is Changmingfang in the south.

The ground of the white jade stone was broken at Changmingfang, leaving traces of potholes after excavation, and the muddy ground became more and more broken.

The moment you step into the door, the light behind you is dim and far away, there are only a few lanterns lit sporadically in the field of vision, the randomly built pavilion houses are crooked and crowded on the side of the road, there are few pedestrians on the street, and occasionally passing by a few is in a hurry.

Changmingfang is like the yin side of Jiuqu City, a slum for immortal cultivators.

You Xiaowu held his breath slightly, the mottled aura made him a little uncomfortable, and when he wanted to seal a part of the spirit hole, he happened to meet the warning gaze of Heguang.

"Don't want to die?"

He rubbed his head and smiled, and opened. "I'll just try, senior sister, don't be angry." He looked away and squinted at an inn with the word "Yu" written on the lantern on the beam.

"Senior sister, there are still rooms in that inn."

Approaching the Lantern Festival, the inns in Jiuqu City were full, and they were forced to stay in Willow Lane, Flower Street, a few days ago. Although the red sleeves are not cheap for one night, You Xiaowu still doesn't want to live in Mo Changgeng's house.

He felt that the man had bad intentions.

But what kind of ill intentions it is, You Xiaowu can't tell clearly.

Kazuko looked in the direction of his finger, and it was a slightly dilapidated inn, with spider webs on the beams, and it was not unacceptable. It's just that the lantern at the door is red on a black background.

"Don't you think that lantern is different from the rest of the world?"

You Xiaowu blinked, it seemed to be a little different, the red background on the outside was gold.

"Red letters on a black background, the residents are at their own risk." Heguang kicked him, "As far as your cultivation is concerned, close your eyes tonight, and Ming'er will be reincarnated directly." ”

You Xiaowu's face was a little ugly, and he stuck behind He Guang and stopped talking.

He Guang looked at the map given by Mo Changgeng and wanted to take a shortcut through an alley. Three meters away from the entrance of the alley, He Guang stopped coldly and stopped You Xiaowu, who was about to enter the alley.

You Xiaowu looked at her suspiciously, the dark clouds gradually covered the full moon, the light on her face dimmed, the gentle warm white turned into Sensen's cold white, and her face was solemn.

The crow on the heavy eaves screamed miserably and fled far away. The spider under the eaves split in half and fell into the dirt with the broken webs.

A black-robed man walked out of the shadows of the alley, he stood three steps away, and looked at the two of them fixedly, "Huh? Buddha cultivation? ”

His tone was suspicious, and his hooded head tilted slightly, revealing long, thin lips with cold studs embedded in the corners of his lips.

Heguang protected You Xiaowu behind him, nodded at him, and prepared to bypass him into the alley.

He suddenly chuckled, looking a little oozing in the quiet place.

"Chicken?"

This is a black word in the cult world, which means that there are people who want to kill.

He Guang wanted to turn around and leave, but when he heard this, he stopped and said, "The same Jindan, how to eat chicken?" ”

The man raised his hand without saying a word, and the five fingers were sewn with red threads at the first interphalangeal and metacarpal joints, and when the hood was lifted, the little finger twisted in an abnormal circle.

When the hood is taken off, a yin and yang head is revealed, the left sideburns are shoveled, and the rest of the hair hangs into a ponytail, leaving only a few strands of hair that hang down half-covered on the right side of the face.

Heguang's eyes widened slightly, the current evil cultivation is so trendy?

You Xiaowu behind him took a deep breath, and Heguang felt bad in his heart, so he quickly pulled him into his arms and covered his mouth tightly.

Doubts flashed in the man's eyes, and then he said in a long voice, "What do you think? ”

Kazumitsu looked at his two hands, ten fingers longer than ordinary people, and they were sewn with red threads, and they were puppeteers.

Puppeteers are extremely rare, and in a single fight, Kazuko is confident that he can defeat him. As for assassination, I am afraid that he will succeed without God knowing.

Approaching the Lantern Festival, there are only a lot more people pouring into Jiuqu City, and he won't just come to enjoy the lanterns.

"How much does a chicken cost?"

The puppeteer seemed to be pleased by her words, and the corners of her lips were hooked, and the lip nails were a little broken. His voice was cold and sticky, like a viper twisting and turning, "One thousand without a crown on his head, eight thousand with a crown." You can choose the method, raw meat, stir-fry, boiled, fried. ”

His eyes swirled around the corners of Kazumi's clothes, and he added, "But you have to add money." ”

Wearing a crown on the top of the head refers to the golden pill, and no crown refers to the golden pill. Practice refers to the method of killing, which can be carried out at the request of the employer.

Seeing that she didn't react, as if thinking of something, the puppeteer's face turned dark, and he said coldly: "Eggs are also sold, and the price is calculated according to the variety of eggs, and you can't choose a method." ”

Oh no.

This time Heguang was really surprised, and the one in the infancy period was also dry, it seems that the strength of the puppeteer is not simple.

He Guang hugged him and said quite sincerely: "The poor nun has not made enemies with anyone recently, so there is no need to bother Daoyou. Why don't you leave a name, he is poor and has entanglements with people, and then he will bother Taoist friends. ”

"Huh."

The puppeteer twisted his little knuckles, and under You Xiaowu's frightened gaze, he turned back and forth, clicking.

"I annoy you decent disciples the most, if you refuse, you refuse, and you pretend to go around in a big circle. Leave a name? So that you can catch me by name in the future? ”

Kazuko didn't have the slightest embarrassment of being poked, she smiled shallowly, not admitting or denying it.

Gradually, a gust of wind blew from the direction of the puppeteer, rolling up the dust on the ground and rustling the corners of his clothes.

The puppeteer's fingers touch the corners of her lips, and the thin lips with red lines set off the blood color are vivid.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you, my name is Remnant Finger, if you have the ability, come and catch it."

After saying that, he put on his hood and walked into the inn with red letters on a black background.

You Xiaowu in his arms raised his head and asked blankly, "Don't you catch it?" ”

Kazumitsu narrowed his eyes and looked at him like a fool, "You're going?" ”

You Xiaowu shook his head violently, joking, he was afraid that he would be killed if he didn't make a move.

Kazumitsu looked at the inn, and there were three rooms on the second floor.

It's so quiet that it doesn't look like an inn where people live, but like a morgue full of dead people. The black bucket arch is carved with a black eagle with wings, and the eaves are missing a corner.

A lamp was lit in one room, and a dark shadow in a robe cast on the window.

The lights illuminated the cobwebs under the eaves, and a long-haired cobwebs caught the moth, crawling over step by step to suck it, when suddenly its body split in two. The moth shuddered, fluttering and about to flee, falling into the same fate as the spider.

The lights went out again.

He Guang took one last look and left with You Xiaowu. They walked through the alley, to the end of the path, and stopped in front of a two-entry courtyard.

Before I even entered the door, my eyes were drawn to the people on the beams of the house.

Mo Changgeng changed into a tight-fitting Xuan robe, and his neckline was wide open, revealing his sturdy chest. He sat on a beam of the house, one foot bent and the other hanging down, and pure linen sandals hanging from his feet.

In the middle of the moon, he pointed to the full moon above his head, and his tone was quite resentful, "It's time for the child, I'll start waiting after work." ”

Kazumi smiled and threw a pot of wine, "Fanlou's wine, is it enough for you to dissipate your anger?" ”

Mo Changgeng tore open the seal, sniffed it, his eyebrows and eyes were bent, and he said meaningfully: "It's a pity that there is no beauty who dances to the moon." ”

He Guang carried You Xiaowu's back collar, flew up to the eaves, and took out a lamp. Mo Changgeng raised his eyes, and his eyebrows pressed down, puzzled.

She held the lamp aloft aloft and the light of the lamp grew louder and louder, passing over the clear light of the moon. The light passed through Mo Changgeng, casting a long and slender shadow on the ground.

And the light pinched, a gust of wind caressed the flames back and forth, and the shadows on the ground danced, like a frightened dragon, like a wandering Hong.

"Isn't that there?"

Mo Changgeng arched his back and laughed lowly, the laughter became louder and louder, and the shadows on the ground danced more and more wildly.

He raised his hand to cover his face, and his hoarse tone was full of pleasure and helplessness, "Thank you for your love." ”

Mo Changgeng's house is an old-fashioned courtyard house with only one floor. The walls are mottled with white paint, the corners are covered with cobwebs and fallen leaves, and the owner is not even bothered to clean it, so it is conceivable that the guest rooms will not be much clean.

The courtyard is very large, with two iron stakes for martial arts training, and a pile of scrap iron for practicing in the corner. There are two bamboos planted in front of the main house, and the bamboos are covered with large and small sword marks.

You Xiaowu stepped forward curiously, took a pose, and tried to slap the iron man stake, but before he could wail, his whole arm turned back.

Mo Changgeng sighed, grabbed the iron rod that was about to attack You Xiaowu, and then raised his arm and pumped towards the wooden stake, and the bell and the sparks flashed out. It's not like the sound of a human body and a piece of iron colliding, it's like the sound of pieces of iron hitting each other.

He Guang held You Xiaowu's hand, didn't say hello, ignored his wail, and directly twisted his arm.

"The martial arts training props of the Transformation Period are also something you can touch?"

Mo Changgeng leaned on the iron man pile, stood in a very attractive posture, and hooked his fingers towards Heguang, "Do you want to try?" ”

He Guang thought for a moment, if he twisted his hand like You Xiaowu, it would be a shame. Mo Changgeng looked at it so directly, if he refused, wouldn't it seem that he was very unplanted.

So, she drove You Xiaowu into the house to sleep, at least she couldn't lose face in front of her junior brother.

Heguang held his breath quietly, launched the Vajra Immortal Skill, and slapped his palm at the iron man pile.

Day.

The old lady's hand.

Kazumi gasped coldly, gritted his teeth to suppress the painful cry that came to his mouth, and pressed it down. Pretend that nothing happened and put your hands behind your back. She turned her head and happened to face Mo Changgeng who was covering his mouth and laughing.

Gan.

His eyes slid as he looked at her hand behind her back, and tugged at the corners of his mouth, "It's broken." ”

She had a calm face and spit out two words, "It's okay." ”

With her hands behind her back, she was about to twist her fingers when he grabbed her arms.

He pulled her hand in front of him and twisted it deftly. His fingers, with the calluses left over from years of sword practice, slid across her palms, with a warm and seductive touch, like a feather stirring in the bottom of her heart.

The night is dark and the wind is high, and the lonely men and widows are lonely.

Kazumitsu's expression was a little unnatural, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but was hooked by his little finger.

Mo Changgeng hooked her with his little finger and pulled her closer, and his other hand touched her right sideburn.

The distance between the two people was extremely close, and when Kazuko raised his head, it was a well-textured chest, a raised Adam's apple, and deep eyebrows. Finally, there were two black and bright moves, filled with a layer of mist, suppressing the bloody aura of the body.

The clear glow of the full moon sprinkled in the courtyard and sprinkled on the two of them.