It's horse-turned!

It's still a dead horse!

Barre's heart sank suddenly, and he stood in the stream, distracted. The slanting sun was like a bloody remnant, the water was sparkling, and the corpse seemed to be flickering with countless dazzling blood-colored spots.

In a trance, he heard the noise of the clansmen getting louder and louder, spreading out like a wave of despair and horror, drowning him and the stockade.

"Get out of the way!" Zhi You dragged the hem of his long robe and rushed to the corpse in a trembling manner. "This is, this is ......" His legs and feet were weak, and he fell to his knees with a heart-rending wail, "God damn it, which turtle son is this to provoke the catastrophe!"

Barre's body shook and suddenly came to his senses: "Which one was the first to find the body? and when?"

Several women hurriedly stepped forward: "It was just after the sun was setting, we were washing dishes by the stream, and suddenly there was a 'Peng' sound upstream, and we saw the corpse being washed by the water. "It fell from the sky!" "It was like someone threw it into a stream." ”

"Lord Wuwu, you have to think quickly!" Zhi Yu trembled and grabbed Barre's shoulder, "If Ma Hua finds the door......

Barre's face changed slightly, and the warm sunset shone on his body, only making him feel as cold as a blade. He looked around to the right and left, and the frightened expressions of his people were all there. He wanted to appease them a few words, but he felt that his face was hot and unspeakably ashamed.

He's an ambitious Barre! not a frightened rabbit!

An unwilling anger sudden. Barre shook his head sharply, lifted his leg, and stomped on Mahua's head.

"What about finding the door? This is Bailing Mountain! It is the clan land of our Wu clan! It is the territory that our ancestors exchanged their lives for!" Barry's fierce gaze was like a knife, slowly scraping over the clansmen, and gradually calmed down in all directions.

"If you want us to die, we will die first!" Barre clenched his fists in a vinegar bowl, and roared like thunder, rolling through the air.

Fear, on the contrary, stirred up the wildness in his blood!

In Barre's body, a violent turbidity suddenly rushed straight to the dantian, and the blood gushed out, driving thousands of bundles of muscles to expand and contract on their own, and the green tendons of his arms and legs burst out one by one, like an electric snake dancing wildly.

Barry felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, this was a sign that the bottleneck of the Thunder Witch Refining Body Quartet Heaven was loosening and was about to break through!

At this moment, he was refreshed and in a hearty mood, and his whole body seemed to spread infinitely to heaven and earth, giving birth to a mysterious and mysterious spiritual understanding.

Heaven and earth are clearly distinguished, turbidity and two qi, and cultivation is divided into martial arts and arts. Turbidity gas evolves into the earth's mother, which is tangible and incorporeal, and pure qi derives from emptiness, which is qualitative and intangible. The martial arts run turbidity, and the martial arts exhale clear qi. And no matter the martial arts or the arts, if you want to cultivate to the advanced realm, you will eventually involve the mysterious spiritual realm.

Just now, Barre's heart was agitated, and his fighting spirit was full of intent, and he inadvertently aroused the mysterious sense between the spirit and the exercises. Martial arts are taking advantage of the trend. He had a hunch that as long as he could get through this difficulty, his Thunder Witch Refining Body Quartet Heaven would definitely be able to be reborn and enter the ranks of real masters.

"A few of you, go and seal the stockade first. From now on, everyone will honestly guard the stockade for me. If you don't speak, you won't be allowed to go outside! Go to the wolf, he knows what to do. You troops, do a good job of searching the stockade, and you must go from house to house! And you, divided into 12 groups, will patrol the stockade every other hour. The rest of the people dispersed first, and if they noticed that something was wrong, they immediately blew the horns!" Barre was full of fighting spirit, constantly giving orders, and the mood of the people became more and more stable. Many men spontaneously picked up sharp knives, spears, and steel forks and probed everywhere. Not to be outdone, the women and children led their hounds and went from house to house.

Zhi You didn't make a sound again, only lowered his hair and was stunned, and his rickety figure was cast on the water by the sunset, trembling and trembling, as if intermittent.

Ma Hua's death has nothing to do with this old thing. Barre glanced at Zhiyou, if Ma Hua killed him, the whole clan would have to be buried with him, and Zhiyou would not be stupid enough to kill himself.

"Lord Wuwu, this is a major matter related to the life and death of the entire clan. I will bathe in incense and do a good divination. After a long time, Zhi You raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Barry stared at Zhiyou for a while, and said, "If you let me find out which turtle son is making trouble, I will definitely burst his eggs!"

Zhi You coughed a few times, confessed his guilt to Prince Qiao, and walked away.

"This Ma Hua was covered with knife wounds all over his body, many of which were added on purpose, and they were also smashed to cover up the martial arts of the person who shot it.

"He had strangulation marks on his wrists. ”

"It may be that they first killed Ma Hua outside, then brought the corpse into the stockade, tied it to a bamboo pole or rattan in the distance, and then ejected the corpse like a bow and arrow, and finally fell into the stream. ”

"Probably coming from that direction. ”

Zhi You faintly heard the conversation between Barre and Wang Ziqiao behind him, and a sad and sarcastic smile oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Barre was too young after all. It's like a fierce bison calf, even if it hits a wolf, it refuses to admit defeat and fights with its horns.

But this top, a fight, but even the last chance to escape is gone.

Zhi You looked at the clansmen who were on guard back and forth, and sneered and disappeared in the twilight. The most important thing to do now is not to investigate and prevent, but to decisively abandon the village, let the clansmen bring enough money and food, and disperse and flee.

Even if Barecher finds out the truth, what can he do? Will the brutal Mahua let the Wu clan go because of this? Most of the people who killed Mahua wanted to introduce Mahua into the village and kill people with a knife!

A sense of schadenfreude welled up in his heart. Barre loves power too much, loves competition too much, and is destined to die a good death. Could it be that he thought that when Ma Hua killed, Wang Ziqiao would help the village to make a move?

No, it won't. The eyes of the alchemist looking at people seemed gentle and pure, but in fact, there was an unreachable indifference in his bones. It can be seen every quiet night divination and stargazing at the sky.

The kind of indifference that belongs to the starry sky alone.

Turning the hillside, surrounded by huge rocks to the east, is the residence of the former witch priests.

The terrain here is high, the people are sparse, dozens of piles of mountains and rocks along the way are saggy, scattered and distributed, it seems to be chaotic, and it seems to follow some peculiar law. Zhi Yu still remembers the scene when the last old witch priest took his little hand and walked through here for the first time.

"Baby, this is no ordinary pile of rubble. The old witch priest told him that this was the "Eight Arrays" laid by the patriarch Zhi Dangdang eight hundred years ago, which could not only trap and kill strong enemies, but also sacrifice to the heavens and pray, containing the core mystery of the Forbidden Spell Formation system.

It's a pity that the operation technique of the Eight Array Diagram has long been lost. Strange to say, since the migration to the wilderness, the forbidden spells of the past generations of witch festivals have become less and less. When it comes to this term, I don't know much about it.

"Do you know what's the most important thing in the world?" the old witch priest stood alone surrounded by a pile of rubble, and the evening breeze ruffled the sparse white hair between his temples, especially dim in the gloomy twilight.

Of course, I don't know. At that time, he was still a lively melon baby, and he always thought that the days were too slow, and he couldn't wait to grow into a tall man in one day.

"It's a legacy!" the old witch priest sighed silently, touching the top of his head.

Zhiyou stretched out his hand and slowly rubbed an angular piece of mountain rock.

- What is the most important thing in the world?

Without the Zhu You Forbidden Spell, this place is nothing more than a pile of cold rocks. The human body, which has lost its life, is nothing more than a pile of rocky bones.

Zhi Yu sighed silently, and in the blink of an eye, there were more gray hairs on his temples than the old witch priest. He quickened his pace and walked into the bamboo building behind the stone pile.

The stilted building of the witch festival is slightly different from that of the clansmen, it is taller and more spacious, and there is a small attic on top of it, which is used to place pills, ancient scriptures and some precious sacrificial utensils.

In the corner of the attic, there was a hexagonal copper wire birdcage, in which squatted a few birds with pure green coats, crooked thick necks, and red eyes like blood drops looked at Zhi Yu coldly.

Zhiyou took out the pen, dipped it in the potion, and wrote a piece of paper as thin as a cicada's wings. The potion is colorless and odorless, does not appear on paper, and only when it is baked with fire will the handwriting be revealed. He folded the paper into a piece the size of a fingernail, stuffed it into an empty hazelnut shell, opened the birdcage, and grabbed a bird out. The bird did not struggle, but took the initiative to open its sharp beak, swallow the hazelnut shell in one gulp, and lay it in a bulging sac.

Zhi Yu pushed the attic window open a line and looked out cautiously. There was no one around, and the sunset faded its colors, sinking into the dark depths behind the mountains.

- The most important thing in the world is your own life! Zhiyu let go of his hand and laughed like a cry.

Like a sharp arrow, the bird soared into the air.

A small black dot flew through the lens, disappeared in a flash, and was never seen again.

Shin Zhikari withdrew his gaze from the sky and slowly lowered the barrel of the mirror, the subtle changes in expression on his face were overshadowed by the night.

The lens tube is wrapped in gold leaf, delicately engraved with silver filigree, shaped like a bamboo tube, one large and one small, respectively inlaid with thin crystal lenses. Its official name is called "Rui Guan", also known as "clairvoyant mirror", and you can see the scenery in the distance. The merchant from the Great Jin Dynasty boasted that this wise pipe came from Momen, one of the six demon gates of Yunhuang, and how many merry nobles rushed to buy it, so that they could peep at the beauty out of the bath.

Holding on to the window railing, Zhi Hunt really saw a faint red light between the bamboo leaves of the grandmother of the building, and the sound of footsteps coming in and out. The clansmen lit torches and patrolled around the stockade, and wisps of flame flew into the night sky from time to time.

Zhi Hunt really covered the curtain, threw down the clairvoyant mirror, and the mirror tube pressed the hundred flowers brocade carpet "Gu Lulu" and rolled to the peacock mica screen, and a large number of strange and ingenious playthings shimmered in the dark.

Eight treasures turn the heart of the wine bottle, colorful pitching pot, two-color jade agate chess, colorful water copper wind chimes, Jiaowei paulownia wood yaoqin, pastel spring palace porcelain figurines...... It is all the most luxurious and popular things in the Jinchu area, and Zhi Hunt Zhen almost spent all the savings left by his father before he exchanged them from the merchants. He stretched out his hand, turned out a gold-sprinkled smoker, lit it with white jade sandalwood, and pale blue smoke rose up.

Shikari Shinkimono lay down, his head resting on a stack of silk calligraphy and paintings, his eyelids drooping slightly, and he inhaled deeply. The rich and delicate sandalwood enters the heart and spleen, the qi and blood move a little bit, the meridians are smooth, the spirit is soothed, and the whole person slowly relaxes.

The room was quiet and dark, except for the red incense.

Zhi Jia really stared at the incense head for a long time, until this red light continued to amplify in his eyes, as huge as a wheel, and even the light and darkness of the fire rose and fell again and again.

He stood up, suddenly reached out his hand, and there was an extra white jade sandalwood in his palm. Lighting the incense head, Zhijia Zhen's wrist flicked slightly, and the sandalwood suddenly stabbed out, hitting the sandalwood inserted in the smoker.

The movement of this straight stab is not fast at all, and it has no power. But from the shaking of the wrist, to the shoulder sending, to the arm stretching into a straight line, a series of cohesive movements are like flowing springs through the rocks, swaying nature, there is an indescribable sense of dexterity.

The two red incense heads approached and collided precisely!

The two sandalwood sticks trembled in unison, and Zhi Zhenzhen returned his shoulders, shrank his elbows, and closed his arms, and the slender white jade sandalwood withdrew and stabbed out again.

In the darkness, the two red lights were silent, meeting again and again, and never staggered.

It's not a martial art, and it's not a spell, it's just the most common aimed stab. But whether it is eyesight, control, concentration or physical coordination, it has been exerted to the point of near-perfection.

More than half an hour later, the two red lights went out at the same time.

"Ding-" Zhi Hunt Zhen casually took the Jiaowei paulownia wood qin, crossed his knees, and hooked a series of jade beads like a plate.

"You're here. He didn't look up, but said calmly.