At dusk, in a familiar courtyard in the West Village, there was a person standing.

The lonely figure dragged a shadow in the setting sun, but he was not lonely, nor was he a shadow, he was a strange swordsman, and he wore a purple satin cloak.

He looked at the courtyard with a deep gaze, a sword in his hand, a noble sword, and his eyes returned to the willows of the courtyard.

The door of the courtyard was quietly pushed open, and a person entered, this person was Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan walked quickly into the courtyard, which was the backyard of the blacksmith shop in the West Village.

"Li Qing has left Guzhou City, and he has a girl with him," Zhang Fan said.

"Is the girl Ning'er?" asked the standing man.

"It's Miss Ning'er, she seems to be familiar with Li Qing now," Zhang Fan added. He wanted to see the man's face, but all the man gave him was his back.

"Those who should come will definitely come, let him carry this reputation, he is Li Qing, he should bear this responsibility," the words of the standing man showed a hint of murderous intent.

"Okay, it will be done!" Zhang Fan's gaze began to condense.

"Xiao Tear Blood is a man, you find Xiao Tear Blood first, you must see his body with your own eyes," the person standing seemed to be very concerned about Xiao Tear Blood's life and death, and his voice carried concern for Xiao Tear Blood.

"Yes, we have been looking for it, it was the shadow who took him away that day, and now the shadow has no sword in his hand, he is not a qualified swordsman," Zhang Fan felt sorry for the shadow.

"It's time for Li Qing to arrive. After the man who was standing said this, the figure flew towards the willow tree, and the purple cloak was spread, and in the twilight, it resembled a bat, and the bat was a ghost.

Li Qing's horse is not fast, he doesn't like to ride a horse, he likes the feeling of being a carriage, but Li Qing can only ride a horse now.

When she left the inn, Ning Er shyly withdrew his hand, Ning Er's face was pink, but Ning Er knew that this was a good way to leave the inn, and she didn't blame Li Qing.

Li Qing wanted to go to the sensible Ah Chen, but at the door of Yum Casino, he saw many strange people, and they all looked at every guest who came in and out with voyeuristic eyes.

Everyone in Guzhou City knows that Li Qing is the young master of this gambling house, but only a few people know that he is still the young master of the bloody clothes gate.

Today's reality is different at all, Li Qing understands that he has caused trouble, Nishimura himself has told everyone that he is the young master of the Bloody Clothes Gate, and he also let go of Yang Chun, who hurt Xiao Tears, and now Li Qing does not know where Xiao Tears went.

Li Qing found that these people's costumes were not ordinary people, they were selling Jiangnan's special fruits, but their shouting was not Jiangnan's accent, their accent was similar to Xiao's tears, Li Qing concluded that they were from Dayang Mountain, and they were disciples of the 'Ghost Gate'.

There is only one reason for these strange performances, the disciples of the 'Ghost Gate' are looking for him, and they have heard the rumor in the rivers and lakes, this rumor is that Li Qing of the 'Bloody Clothes Gate' colluded with Yang Chun of the 'Ghost Village' to kill Xiao Tear Blood of the 'Ghost Gate' together.

Li Qing let go of Yang Chun's secret, only he understood it in his heart, he didn't have a chance to explain, the misunderstandings in the rivers and lakes were all a contest between knives and swords, and Li Qing could only let Ning'er return to the inn and bring two horses.

The horse is a fast horse, and Ning Er rode a horse that she brought from the Western Regions, but Li Qing's horse was an old horse, and it seemed that it was not willing to walk so far to the West Village.

Ning'er, who was in a hurry, had beaten it at least twenty times with her own whip, but the old horse still shook its head and was unwilling to run hard.

"Damn the old horse, it will grind," Ning'er muttered when she saw the old horse's attitude.

"We should let it go home on its own, it's actually a good horse," Li Qing persuaded Ning'er a few words.

Ning'er, whose personality has changed greatly, is not urging Li Qing, she patiently lets Lao Ma wander by herself, although she doesn't understand Li Qing's words, but she listens to Li Qing's words very much now.

At dusk, Li Qing, who was in a hurry, finally saw Xicun, the old horse was pulling its horse's head, not caring about Ning'er's temper at all, it was tired and panting.

Ning'er's fast horse is fast, she has already arrived at the entrance of the village first, the blacksmith shop at the entrance of the village, the sound of striking iron attracts Ning'er, and it is a guy who strikes iron.

This guy used a very large kitchen knife to cut a Pu knife, and every time the kitchen knife was hit, a knife mark would be left on the Pu knife.

But the man's kitchen knife is still intact, his eyes are looking at the kitchen knife in his hand, the simple knife in his hand is like a piece of wood to be repaired, and the man is repairing its unevenness.

Li Qing's old horse finally shook in front of Ning Er as if walking, and the old horse's head shook a few times, as if telling Li Qing that its task had been completed, and the way down should be completed by Li Qing himself.

Li Qing looked at this guy who was striking iron, his face was very unfamiliar, this guy was in Xicun, he had never seen it before.

This blacksmith shop is Zhang Fan's shop, here Li Qing saw Zhang Fan kill the flying sword messenger with one hand, but the guy who struck the iron was not this person.

There was no fire in the furnace of the blacksmith shop, Li Qing guessed that this shop should not have made iron today, but the guy who struck iron still opened his mouth, "Master Keguan, don't you make a kitchen knife?"

"I want to give my old horse a horseshoe," Mr. Li said.

"Such a lazy old horse, you still give it a pair of horseshoes?" Ning'er was a little reluctant, she nagged.

"We can't afford to make man's kitchen knife," Li Qing turned his head to look at Ning Er.

"How many taels of silver is a kitchen knife worth?" Ning Er didn't seem to understand, she hadn't bought a kitchen knife, but she had visited a shop where the iron was struck.

"Man, how much is your kitchen knife worth?" Li Qing suddenly raised his voice and said to the man.

"My kitchen knife is very cheap, and this one in my hand only needs a hundred thousand taels of silver tickets," the man who struck the iron put down the Pu knife in his hand, and he raised his head.

"You are robbing!" Ning Er's temper had already risen, her face had begun to turn cold, she had seen horse bandits who liked to rob in the Western Regions.

But she had never seen such a horse bandit, this was simply a kidnapping, Ning Er's hand touched her waist, her sword had killed many horse bandits who did not know the height of the sky.

"He's not here to rob, his asking price is not high," Li Qing rode on the old horse, and suddenly smiled, he smiled very happily at the guy.

When the guy who struck the iron saw the happy Li Qing, his face became even more strange, and the guy's eyes stared straight at Li Qing, and he walked out.

Only Ning Er, who was about to blink, really didn't understand why Li Qing in front of her was smiling so happily at this moment?

"This should be the value of a head," Li Qing stopped laughing, he looked at the guy who walked out of the blacksmith shop, and he stopped the buddy's footsteps with a word.

"How do you know?" the guy asked.

"The head is on my shoulder, of course I know," Li Qing looked at the guy, and there was a sneer on the guy's face.

"Your head?" Ning'er asked.

"Yes, now I know that my head is very valuable, and now it is worth 100,000 taels of silver tickets," Li Qing said.

"You want my head now?" Li Qing asked the man again.

"Because it's valuable," the guy looked at Li Qing, he felt that this guy had a lot of words, but every word seemed to be useless.

"You've been waiting for a long time, but do you know why I'm coming so slowly?" Li Qing asked rhetorically.

"Why?" the guy was a little stunned, but he still wanted to hear Li Qing's explanation.

"You have forgotten a truth, the old horse knows the way, today I want to know where the home of this fast horse is?" Li Qing rubbed his nose.

"How do you know that this horse's home is in Xicun?" Ning Er asked curiously, she seemed to understand a little, it was not that the old horse was unwilling to run, but that Li Qing controlled its speed.

"Because I'm Li Qing, I saw the mark of this horse, and there was a mark on its buttocks," Li Qing's words, the corners of the guy's mouth moved.

Each blacksmith has its own mark, and each gang's horse farm has its own mark, which is a man's habit and the mark of a gang.

There is a 'skeleton' symbol on the buttocks of this old horse, and Li Qing has seen it when he got on the horse, and the horse with special marks must know secrets that others don't know.

This is an old horse, it has been to many places, but it will not forget its home, it has been going back and forth between Xicun and Guzhou City all year round, out of Guzhou City, it must know the way home.

"What does that mean?" the guy asked with a sneer.

"I was thinking of Nishimura, and when I saw this old horse that knew how to go home, I changed my mind, and I wanted to know where it would take me?" Li Qing said.

"What does that mean?" said the man's voice, still cold.

"It just so happens that I'm not a stupid person, this is a small home of the 'ghost gate' in Guzhou, and the reason is very simple," Li Qing said.

"What does that mean?" the man's voice began to look cold.

"To illustrate a simple truth, it's not that Xiao Tear wants my head, it's that you betrayed Xiao Tear Blood," Li Qing looked into his man's eyes as he spoke.

Ning Er's eyes widened suddenly, this sentence was so outrageous that she couldn't think of the mystery at all.

"It's just your guess, can an old horse prove it?" the man couldn't help but ask.

"Guzhou is the territory of 'ghosts', an old horse with the 'ghost gate' logo on his buttocks, and he can come and go so familiarly, which shows that the small family of 'ghost gate' no longer exists. Li Qing looked at the guy and said.

"You've suddenly become very smart. The man's face began to condense.

Xiao Tear Blood is a fool, he thinks he has prepared a trap for others, but in fact he has already walked into someone else's trap. Li Qing finally finished explaining his reasons.

Ning Er saw that ten men in Tsing Yi poured out of the blacksmith shop at this moment, they were wearing masks, and the masks were painted with strange patterns, they had set up an ambush here, and they had been waiting for Li Qing's arrival.

Ning Er's hand drew her sword, and she understood that she and Li Qing had entered someone else's trap, and the target in this trap was Li Qing. The air in the West Village at dusk was full of murderous aura.

"Are you sure I'm your target?" Li Qing asked suddenly.

"You're Li Qing, you have a valuable head, and you're our target," the guy smirked.

So this guy heard the most angry words in his life.