If it weren't for the life-seeking needle in their bodies, Ah Qiu and Haotian would have already gone away.

Since the disappearance of Xiao Si. They thought that since they couldn't take revenge, it was better to leave.

Haotian said, no matter how big the Medicine King Valley is, it is not as big as the world, and the world is so big, there is always a place for us. There is always a way to kill the needle in the body.

But only by constantly being obedient and constantly killing people can there be a chance.

This is an opportunity to find the lost human skin masks, and they can change their lives.

This time's plan, on the surface, is to unite the Medicine King Valley and Shuzhou City, get rid of Master Zhiyong of Shaolin Temple and the Red Swordsman Wuya, and Haotian will take Nanzhen girl to Zhongyuan City to pretend to be Wuya to assassinate Wang Lu Huaishan. But the city lord has her own plans, and she has only one purpose, which is Lu Huaishan's apprentice Qingyang. That Qingyang has always been a thorn in the heart of the city lord, but in fact, for so many years, the city lord didn't want to kill him, but he couldn't kill him, or he couldn't kill him.

In addition to Qingyang's own martial arts are not weak, it seems that it is not simple to break into King Lu Huaishan.

And when she heard the conversation between Ah Chou and Hu Longfei mention the human skin mask, it was not only Hu Longfei who was moved, but also her hope.

But all this cannot be compared with the resurrection of Xiao Si.

However, Aqiu is no longer the person who is simple and needs to be taken care of, her heart may be cold, but the blood is still hot.

So she resisted the urge to hug Xiaosi, and her joy turned to calm. "If it's really you, why haven't you heard from you for so many years? In Haotian's hearts and me, you're dead. ”

"I'm sorry, Sister Qiu," Xiao Si sighed, "I have a hard time. If you will, I will tell you. ”

Ah Qiu looked at Xiao Si and nodded.

It's a long story.

If he hadn't met the mysterious man, he would have died.

That year, Hu Yingying did not kill him. He was thrown into a mass grave. The meridians of the whole body are broken, the martial arts are all wasted, and there is no other way but to wait for death.

The mass grave was surrounded by corpses, some of which had turned into white bones, some of which had rotted, and were full of corpse poison, which in turn nourished all kinds of poisons.

Xiao Si smiled bitterly, he didn't expect that he would kill people with poison, but in the end he would die on poison. I was unwilling, but I couldn't do anything else except look up to the sky and howl. But he was not reconciled.

After an unknown period of time, his consciousness was almost exhausted, when a man wearing a ghost mask appeared.

The man spotted him, looked at him for a long time, and then said, "Not dead yet, with sound limbs, and looking good." It's a pity to die. ”

With that, he grabbed him and flew to a cave. The man's light work was quick, faster than he had time to think. He couldn't resist, he was at his mercy. But he found that the man's arms were empty, and that all that was holding him was two sleeves.

In the end, because of this ghost-faced man, he survived.

On that day, the ghost-faced man asked Xiao Si, "Little friend, do you have any last wishes before I remove your arm and kill you?"

Xiao Si said: "If I can survive, I must raze the Valley of the Medicine King and Shuzhou City, and let Hu Yingying and Mengluo kneel down and apologize to my sister." ”

He almost uttered his last words, then closed his eyes and waited for the end of his life.

But the ghost-faced man sighed, as if he was interested, and he asked, "Do the Valley Lord of the Medicine King Valley and the City Lord of Shuzhou have a grudge against you? Why do you have to apologize to your sister?

Xiao Si was stunned, he didn't expect this ghost-faced monster to ask such a thing. But he knew that he was a waste, and that it would be useless to talk more, so he closed his eyes and said no more.

The ghost-faced man looked at him, his expression behind the mask, but he seemed to be looking forward to hearing him continue.

Xiao Si didn't move, and the ghost-faced man stood up and walked over slowly. The empty sleeves suddenly opened its mouth like a giant python and bit his neck fiercely.

"I've lived too long to hear something interesting, and you don't want to say it?" said the ghost-faced man unhurriedly, "I can make the dead speak, and it won't be difficult for me to listen to what you say." ”

The back of Xiao Si's neck suddenly hurt, as if he had been pricked by a needle, and his consciousness began to blur.

I just heard the ghost-faced man say, "Then it's no nonsense, I'll ask a question, and you can say a word." ”

Time seemed to have passed for a long time, so long that Xiao Si thought he was dead. When he opened his eyes, it was already night.

The night was like ink, and the ghost-faced man was quietly staring at the fire in a daze, not noticing that he had woken up.

He didn't remember what had just happened, and the last memory was when the ghost-faced man asked him, do you want revenge?

He couldn't remember how he answered. But what is certain is that this ghost-faced man is not an idle person. So he immediately shouted at the ghost-faced man: "Thank you seniors for not killing." The predecessors must be hidden masters, if they can help them escape this catastrophe, they will repay each other!"

Only then did the ghost-faced man realize that he had woken up, and then sneered: "Repay with your body? How can you repay yourself? What kind of revenge do I have against you, didn't you just read a condensing needle, what kind of five poisons are you, you have been cultivated by the Medicine King Valley and Shuzhou City for so many years, and you actually turned back because of this little thing? Do you have a backbone behind your brain?"

This ghost-faced man has a strange temper, and Xiao Si didn't know how to respond for a while, but then he endured the pain and wanted to stand up, but he forgot that he was already a waste.

"Don't move, you'll die!" the ghostface looked at him. "I don't want you to die, I've lived alone for so long and haven't died, it's really an old immortal hahaha!"

The ghost-faced man laughed as he spoke, only to hear him continue: "Since you and I are destined, I am an old immortal, you are a little immortal, forget your original name, call it a little immortal, talk to me more in this pile of dead people, and save me from being bored." ”

But Xiao Si didn't want to let go of this life-saving straw, so he stubbornly lay on the ground and kowtowed a few times: "Since the seniors didn't kill me, they gave me hope." I beg my predecessors to save me and help me take revenge! I am not reconciled if I don't take revenge!"

The ghost-faced man smiled: "Little immortal, little immortal, you see that you are a waste person when your meridians are broken, you see that I am a waste person without arms, how can I help you? Help you eat or help you dress? Or help you take off your arms like me? I want to take revenge, you are like this, it is a matter of living! I think too much!"

But Xiao Si still didn't give up, his whole body couldn't move, only his head continued to knock again and again, and the blood on his forehead stained the ground red.

"That's it, don't knock, it's boring to die. Let's sleep for a while, it's noisy. The ghost-faced man waved his sleeves, and Xiao Si lost consciousness again.

But he knew he had survived.

If you survive, there is hope.

Then came the long rebirth. The Ghostface would talk to him every day, and what he said was nothing more than about the dead.

There are many kinds of dead people, stabbed to death by swords, hacked to death by knives, shot to death by hidden weapons, poisoned to death, and so on.

He patiently listened to everything that seemed boring, and he gradually realized that there was always something in his words that he couldn't think of.

For example, if you want to kill someone, it's actually very troublesome, don't always think about winning with one hit.

If people are too hasty and confident in dealing with life and death, they are not far from death. So, killing is a skill.

The best thing to do with a sword is not to stab the heart, but to the lungs. The blood veins of the whole body are unified in the heart, and the heart qi is the basic driving force of blood circulation. The operation of blood in the body depends on the promotion and regulation of the lungs. The lungs are damaged, and the heart is blocked and he dies.

For example, if you use a knife, the best way is not to cut off the head. The human cervical vertebrae are particularly hard, and they can be cut if they can be cut. A real knife should be fast, preferably faster than a sword, so fast that it can be done in one go. A knife in the waist will stagnate his qi first, a knife in the face will destroy his consciousness, and the last move will be the artery, and blood loss will lead to death.

Another example is the use of hidden weapons, which do not have to cause death. Killing people with hidden weapons is a kind of indiscriminate means, killing people with hidden weapons is despised by the people of the rivers and lakes, but using hidden weapons to mess up the opponent's proportions, and then using swords, although it is troublesome, killing is in pleasure, and winning in means.

But these are not as good as using drugs, good masters of using drugs, killing people invisibly. Although it is not above board, it is in the hearts of the people. Everyone talks about poison and discoloration, don't kill people, kill hearts first.

The ghost-faced man took a fancy to Xiao Si, although his martial arts were exhausted, but he would definitely not forget the poisonous techniques he had learned.

He said to Xiao Si: "Since Hu Yingying's name is the poisonous tongue of the king of Hades, and all kinds of poisons are ineffective against him, then we prefer to find an effective poison to kill him, wouldn't it be happy." ”

Not only these, but the ghost-faced man heals Xiao Si Yungong every day. It's not so much about healing his wounds, it's better to teach him the art of acupoints.

There are 409 acupuncture points around the human body, and the ghost-faced man tells him them one by one, and from time to time he performs acupoint techniques on him, whether light or heavy, or the pain is unbearable, or the muscles and veins are relaxed. Over time, his body slowly recovered.

When he was fully recovered, the Ghostface said to him, "You can go, I can't teach you kung fu, I can only teach you this." You go to a person and tell him that a thousand hands are too difficult, and a few hands are still there. If he remembers his oath, let you be his hands. As for whether you will get revenge or not, it is all up to your creation. ”

After that, the Ghostface disappeared and was never seen again.

On this day, five years have passed since Xiao Si assassinated Hu Yingying.

After listening to Xiao Si's words, Ah Qiu couldn't help asking, "Who is the person the ghost-faced man wants you to find?"

Xiao Si didn't answer Ah Qiu's words directly, but asked, "Sister Qiu, have you ever heard of a thousand hands?"

Thousand Hands?Aqiu shook his head.

"For the Jianghu people, Thousand Hands is an organization that doesn't exist, but it really exists. Xiao Si continued: "The saying of a thousand hands comes from the Thousand-Handed and Thousand-Eyed Guanyin Bodhisattva, one of the three saints of Buddhism, and I will not go into detail about the specific statement. But there are a few of them in the Thousand Hands Organization. People like me are called no-nonsense people. Nothing to do, that is, to do nothing, to make a mistake out of nothing, to create right and wrong. Where there is a cause, there must be an effect, and I exist to create the cause of things, and as for the result, it will develop in the direction we need. ”

"There are two more, one is the watcher, who exists to discover, determine, and follow the goal, and the other is the listener, who exists to receive information and grasp the goal. The last one is called the Talker. You must listen to what he says, you must do what he decides, and you must give him the results. ”

Xiao Si walked towards Ah Qiu as he spoke, and he finally said: "Now the person who is talking about the thousand hands is also the person I was looking for at that time, which is Lu Huaishan, the king of Chuang. ”