01

Strange night, enough guests have arrived, tonight is a little bizarre.

Every time someone appeared, Li Qing's heart was shocked, strange people in the rivers and lakes, they more or less had some old grievances between them.

The vendettas in the rivers and lakes are always continuous, no matter how many years of grudges, there will always be a day when they meet.

Li Qing's mind originally wanted to see who was hiding in the coffin, but Gao Qian suddenly came out now and disrupted his thoughts.

Gao Qian is the big housekeeper of the 'Blood Clothes Gate' and the big shopkeeper of Yum Casino, although Li Qing didn't ask about many things carefully, he knew that this Uncle Gao was not a person who lost his temper easily.

So Li Qing suddenly changed his mind, no matter who was lying in the coffin, at least he wouldn't come out now.

Facing this Mr. Qu, Li Qing had some ideas, and he wanted to know the past of this person.

Gao Qian gritted his teeth, he seemed to be very hurt, the story that happened must have made him unforgettable, and he couldn't forget it.

"Is Mr. Li alive?" Gao Qian popped out a few words from between his teeth.

At this moment, I saw that Mr. Qu's face turned white instantly, and his dumb voice was like eating a big egg, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

Gao Qian said slowly: "I'll ask you for the last time, you'd better answer me seriously, is he alive?"

"What exactly do you want to know?" asked Mr. Qu in a hoarse voice.

"What you do, you should know, do you have to say it?" Gao Qian's words, Li Qing's heart was shocked, his matter must be a 'bloody door' matter.

"I've done so much in my life, and I need to tell you everything?" Mr. Qu still didn't answer Gao Qian's question, he stared at Gao Qian in front of him.

Gao Qian stared at him for a long time, without any expression on his face, and said coldly: "I've been looking for you for almost six years, since you're here today, you have to leave an explanation?"

Mr. Qu frowned and replied, "With your flying arrows, you want to keep me?"

"The man who can keep you is here tonight, and you don't want to try his sword?" Gao Qian said sharply.

Mr. Qu didn't speak in his mouth, he looked at Gao Qian carefully, his eyes moved to Li Qing who was standing, and looked at the sword in Li Qing's hand.

This is a sword that has been rumored in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and now it is in Li Qing's hand, and he slowly shook his head at this young man.

"I know that he has been to the Western Regions, killed the fast knife Shang Yuan, and the dead ghosts of the Tianshan Mountains, but I am not them. Mr. Qu said.

This person actually knew the story of the Western Regions, Li Qing decided that he must have hatred with the 'Bloody Clothes Gate', and the person slowly came to Gao Qian's face.

"Uncle Gao, is he?" Li Qing asked softly.

In Li Qing's eyes, Gao Qian is a kind elder, he uses his heart to protect himself who has grown up, and everything in the 'Bloody Clothes Gate'.

Gao Qian's frowning brows did not let go.

02

Men like to make friends, and getting together with friends and drinking is the happiest moment for a man.

Gao Qian had many friends, but his favorite one was the one who lived next to the ancient road, and this friend used to have a sword in his hand.

This seemingly ordinary sword, but it has always been famous in the rivers and lakes, and when it comes to the person of 'Soul Breaker Swordsman' Lu Feng, no one in the rivers and lakes has ever been willing to fight him.

But ten years ago, this famous swordsman disappeared without a trace, and some people said that he was dead, at the hands of a ghost killer.

It is also said that he went to the Valley of Ten Thousand Butterflies to find a mysterious lady, and in short, this swordsman never appeared in the rivers and lakes again.

There were only two people who knew everything about him, and Gao Qian was one of them, and he knew that his friend had now put down his sword and picked up the bow and arrow for hunting.

The friend's reason is very good, his children have grown up, and he needs a stable and peaceful home.

Home is a man's dream and a man's home.

One day in the depths of winter six years ago, the sky was gray and cloudy, and the snow was not very heavy.

Gao Qian remembered this old friend who could cook wine.

It was a good day to get together with old friends for warm wine, and on this day of the month, he would ride a fast horse to his friend's house for a drink.

In Gao Qian's memory, Lu Feng was a good friend who had to be seen every month, and at the same time, there was a young swordsman by his side, his name was Cui Si.

Cui Si is a swordsman who wanders the rivers and lakes, his knife is always in his hand, and every time Gao Qian arrives, he will sit cross-legged in the main room of Lu Feng's room.

Only at this moment, Cui Si's knife would be placed on the small table in front of him, and at this time, his hand would hold the warm wine, carefully listening to every conversation he had with Lu Feng.

The young Cui Si doesn't talk much, he always likes to laugh, and when he and Lu Feng are the happiest, he will keep laughing.

The fast horse had been on the road for a long time, and Gao Qian forgot about the snow-colored enchantment and rushed to Lu Feng's house.

Silence, deathly silence, no sound, only the kitchen chimney still smoking.

The courtyard gate of the small courtyard fell to the ground, and the wooden courtyard gate had been shattered in half, as if to tell Gao Qian, who had come, that something unusual had happened here not long ago.

Gao Qian jumped off the horse.

His gaze began to coalesce in an instant, and he saw the messy footprints on the snow, and there were many people here.

The man slowly walked into the ordinary small courtyard, staring at the snow in the small courtyard, the bright red blood stains melted in the snow, and began to fade very lightly.

Gao Qian's heart was pinched together, he didn't see Lu Feng's people, he didn't see Lu Feng's hospitable wife, and he didn't hear Cui Si's laughter.

If there is no winter wind blowing, this exclusive courtyard next to the ancient road will only give people a feeling of bleakness and depression.

Following the bloodstain Gao Qian came to the door of the room, the door was open, in this very cold winter, it felt the same to everyone, it was very abnormal here.

There was no one in the main house, the fire in the charcoal stove had been extinguished, but the temperature of the charcoal fire was still there, and the large iron basin placed on top had only a little water left, and the wine jar was still in the basin.

This is Lu Feng warming wine, he is waiting for a friend who has come from afar.

On the small table in the room, there were a few simple plates of wine and food, and the bacon was covered with a thin layer of ice, which may have been prepared by a friend.

He hadn't taken a bite yet.

In the past, every time I came here, I always laughed constantly, Cui Si's laughter came from time to time in the room, and occasionally there was a girl's bell-like idiotic laughter.

Now there's nothing here but a shivering cold.

Gao Qian glanced at the roof beam of the main house, where Lu Feng's sword was hung, this sword had been hanging here since the day he sealed the sword, but now the sword was gone.

Gao Qian frowned, forgot about the snow on the brocade robe, walked out of the door of the main house, and carefully looked at the blood stains and footprints on the ground.

There is a pair of footprints here that are new, the footprints are small, and they are the footprints left by a woman.

The snow did not cover the footprints, and Gao Qian's figure quickly flew up.

When a forest appeared in front of him, Gao Qian stopped, and the faint cry of a woman reached his ears.

This is the cry of Lu Feng's daughter, this girl has grown up.

Under an old elm tree without leaves, Gao Qian saw the weeping man.

Lying in the snow was his friend Lu Feng, his left hand was under the old elm tree, his fingers had become stiff in the cold winter, and on the snow next to his fingers, three words were written in bright red blood, Mr. Li!

Gao Qian only felt that his eyes were gradually darkening, and his friend's death broke his heart.

At the moment of entering the rivers and lakes, a person's life and death are only an instant, but when they really encounter it, no one is willing to accept this reality.

In the face of a friend who died suddenly, everyone suddenly remembers the good times they had with him.

These three words written in blood are the last words of my friend!

So Gao Qian found another friend, Cui Si.

He didn't ask Cui Si why he was late today, he just told him, and his friend only left these three words.

Three months later, when Cui Si, who was covered in wounds, reappeared, the knifeman who liked to wander put down the knife in his hand.

He only told Gao Qian that there were other people who went, and the weapons they used were very strange.

03

"This is Cui Siniang's story, I know. Li Qing's face began to be contained, this is a tragic story, at that time, he had not grown up.

"I saw that Lu Feng's right arm elbow bone was shattered with a special weapon, and now I understand what kind of weapon it is. Gao Qian looked at the cigarette stick in Mr. Qu's hand.

A swordsman's right hand is a sword, shattered bones, his sword will not be held in his hand, and his right hand has no fingers.

"The right hand without fingers should be Lao Meng's masterpiece, right?" Gao Qian looked at the big kitchen knife in Lao Meng's hand again.

This knife is rotating, and it can not only cut off the flesh on the large ribs, but also cut off the fingers of a person in an instant.

"Lu Daxia's sword is fast, and he only meets these two people?" Li Qing fantasized about this cruel picture.

"Lu Daxia's fatal wounds are not here, not only do he have traces of whipping on his body, but there are also many hidden weapon wounds on his chest. Gao Qian replied to Li Qing in a painful voice.

"The people here just happen to be on the right track, and that's what they did. Li Qing's face became cold.

The faces of the three people standing changed instantly.

"Cui Si is a person from the Bloody Clothes Gate? This kid has disappeared for a long time. Mr. Qu said viciously.

Li Qing said gloomily: "It wasn't before, but now he is." ”

After hearing this, Mr. Qu looked shocked, stared at Li Qing word by word and asked, "The little shopkeeper couple of Yuelai Inn should be them?"

"You got it right this time. Li Qing suddenly remembered that Heaven and Earth were shuangsha, and Cui Si was mentioned in their mouths not long ago.

Could it be that they took the opportunity to attack the Yuelai Inn? Li Qing was a little worried, after all, Cui Si was under the door of the Bloody Clothes Gate, and the people who should have come tonight had left the city.

There are only their husband and wife in the city, but Lonely is a person who likes to be alone, he will definitely not stay in the inn, Li Qing did not dare to imagine this terrible result.

"We were wrong again!" Mr. Qu glanced at Lin Mei'er and sighed deeply.

"Why is it wrong again?" Lin Meier's pretty eyebrows moved.

"The road is always narrow, and you will meet old acquaintances wherever you go. Mr. Qu looked at the cigarette stick in his hand, and the cigarette butts of this cigarette stick had been broken under Li Qing's sword.

However, Li Qing's sword was still in the scabbard, and the speed was so fast that it startled the people who were standing.