Wei Qimu lay on Wei Zhi's back, and said with emotion in his heart, "Master Guan Xiu is waiting for me in Hanshan Temple, although he doesn't have much guidance, but he uses his sword to teach me compassion, and I don't understand his painstaking efforts, it's just ...... After all, I can't let go of an obsession in my heart. The obsession in Wei Qimu's heart couldn't tell whether it was emotional injury or anger. He didn't know if Master Guan Xiu was alive or dead, and he didn't know if Zhong Lixiu would catch up again - and Xia Wei!

After Wei Zhi carried Wei Qimu out of Hanshan Temple on his back, he ran all the way to the mountains and forests, and then slowed down. The forest was very dense, and the moonlight mixed with the snow was very quiet. And on the path between the woods, there were two groups of people standing against each other at this time.

One of the men were men with long swords, dusty wives, and Taoist robes, four black and three white, seven in all, and the other group were four graceful women dressed in light yellow clothes, who were no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, and at the age of their prime, they were carrying a pair of delicate bamboo chariots on their incense shoulders, and on the bamboo chariots sat a short old man dressed in brocade.

The old man had a strange appearance, although his body was less than five feet, but his head was as big as a bucket, although his beard was white, but his face was like a boy, he said: "This Suzhou is the place where my ancestor and I live, how can you people in the martial arts be allowed to spread wild here!"

As soon as these words came out, I only heard a man in a black Taoist robe from the other group say: "Hmph, the Salt Gang has been driven out of Dongting Mountain, and you, the ancestor of Baiyun, dare to show up in Suzhou!" This man is about forty years old, with thin eyebrows and narrow eyes, thin face and slight beard, which is unforgettable at a glance.

This five-foot old man is the famous Baiyun Ancestor. He lived on Baiyun Mountain all the year round, and was good at collecting yin and replenishing yang, so he raised many young and beautiful women for his pastime, so that he lived for seventy or eighty years, and his face and skin were still as tender as a child, so he called himself Baiyun Ancestor. There is a white cloud spring on the white cloud mountain, and its water is extremely sweet, which is his most beloved thing. The Baiyun Spring belonged to the official family, but it was taken by him as his own, not only used to make wine and make tea, but also used to moisturize the skin and enjoy the love of men and women.

The black-robed man said, and a white-robed man standing beside him also smiled and said, "Although the Salt Gang is gone, they can still take refuge in the Hundred Family Alliance, who is not a dog?" This man is only about thirty years old, with a handsome face, fluttering clothes, and a fairy wind and bones.

The two of them were arguing on the side, and the Baiyun Ancestor was not angry, but snorted coldly: "You say that the Ancestor is a lackey, isn't Xiao Xia also a lackey of Manichaeism?"

The black-robed man said angrily: "Xiao Xia is a lackey, what is the matter with the Qingcheng faction of me!"

Baiyun Old Ancestor didn't let go: "One mustard seed, isn't your Qingcheng faction a martial arts faction?

This person is none other than the mustard leader of the Qingcheng faction. He has hidden ingenuity in his hair, and is best at fighting big with a small one, and Taoism has a saying of "mustard seed Hongmeng", so the Taoist name is "a mustard seed".

A mustard seed had a thin face flushed at this moment, and scolded: "Baiyun Lao'er, you don't want to use your tongue, let's see the real chapter under our hands!" As soon as he spoke, he only heard the sound of "Qiang Qiang", and all seven of them pulled out the long sword on their backs and held it in their hands.

Martial arts and green forests have been incompatible since ancient times, although now the two families have lost their former style, but when they meet on this narrow road, naturally no one wants to fall into their own name.

Wei Zhi saw that the two gangs were about to fight, so he couldn't help but persuade: "Don't do it!"

Everyone suddenly saw someone interfering, and they were stunned, but it was obvious that he was a hairy boy and ignored it. The mustard seed glanced at it more, and when he saw the person on the kid's back, he couldn't help but wave his hand and shouted, "Wei Qimu?"

When everyone heard that it was Wei Qimu, they all stopped and looked at Wei Zhi's back: "Sure enough, it's him!"

When these dozen or so people saw that it was Wei Qimu, their hearts trembled slightly, and they couldn't help but take three points back, with a complicated expression on their faces, and there was a lot of fear mixed with anger. They all knew Wei Qimu, and naturally they also knew the murderous name of "Knife Slaughter".

A mustard seed was the most courageous, and when he saw everyone retreating, he immediately shouted: "Wei Qimu seems to be seriously injured, what are you afraid of him doing?"

When everyone heard this, they were all convinced, and they also saw the clue. When they saw that Wei Qimu's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and he was lying motionless on Wei Zhi's back, they couldn't help but feel at ease in their hearts.

Baiyun Old Ancestor said: "One mustard seed, let's put aside the grievances between us for the time being, how about working together to kill this Wei Qimu first?"

A mustard nodded, which was also what he thought in his heart. Wei Qimu is now a well-known figure in the rivers and lakes, and killing him is a great opportunity to make a name for himself.

A mustard seed's face suddenly sank, and he shouted: "Wei Qimu, in the past martial arts and green forest battle, you hurt my master, how should this account be calculated?"

The man in the white robe was not far behind: "And my Kongtong faction, today I, Nie Wushuang, will seek justice for my master!"

Baiyun Old Ancestor also said: "Wei Qimu killed my Green Forest Leader Lei Yuan, this revenge is not avenged, how can he be a human being?"

When Wei Zhisheng heard this, he secretly complained: "Wei Qimu, how many people have you offended, how can you meet the enemy wherever you go!"

Wei Qimu was not annoyed, but sighed in his heart. He has a lot of enemies recently, first involving Zhang Fengchen and others, blessings and misfortunes; then involving Master Guan Xiu, life and death are uncertain; now there are so many people in the rivers and lakes looking for him to take revenge, he is seriously injured, and he does not want to be involved in Wei Zhi's death, so he has a desire to survive in his heart, and said to Wei Zhi's death: "You let go of me and go by yourself, but just die." ”

Wei Zhisheng said loudly: "What are you talking about, after I Wei Zhi died and was the Marquis of Huaiyin, how could I be greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Wei Qimu said: "There is a situation of death and no life, why should you send an irrelevant person to die for nothing." ”

Wei Zhi hurriedly said: "Why is it irrelevant?" Xuan Zhenzi...... Besides, even if you die, you can't die at the hands of these villains!" The green mang in his hand lit up slightly, protecting Wei Qimu behind him.

Yimustard Seed and Baiyun Ancestor scoffed at the words of the two of them, and were about to make a move, when suddenly a voice came from all directions in the forest: "Yes, what's so difficult to die? It's hard to live." ”

When they heard the voice, they all looked into the forest, but the forest was dark and they found no movement. But this voice Wei Qimu is very familiar - Shen Chai!

Wei Zhisheng tried to ask, "This ...... Wouldn't it be your enemy?"

Wei Qimu's heart is like ashes, is it not suitable to travel today? Why did he even meet Shen Chai. Wei Qimu said: "Shen Chai, Wei is at your disposal, but please let this young man go." ”

When Yi Mustard Seed, Baiyun Lao Zu and others heard Shen Chai's name, their hearts were full of joy, and the murderous reputation of this "Killer Langjun" was by no means under the "knife slaughter". Everyone clenched their blades a little tighter, and fine sweat broke out on their hands and foreheads. Although there were more than a dozen of them, they didn't dare to make rash moves, just to see how Shen Chai acted.

Shen Chai still didn't show up, and there was another gloomy laugh in the forest: "Okay, I won't kill him." Before the words fell, a faint sound of breaking the air suddenly crossed the air.

This sound of breaking the sky naturally comes from the infamous "Soul Attracting Cone", this secret weapon has always come and gone without a trace, the movement is unprovoked, and it is also highly poisonous, which is very dangerous. Wei Qimu was seriously injured at the moment, so naturally he couldn't hear the sound of breaking the sky, but he felt that the "Silk Soul Attracting Cone" came out of his hand, and he couldn't help shouting: "Be careful!"

Wei Zhi didn't know why, and hurriedly took a step back. A mustard seed couldn't help but turn to one side, and the person behind him fell in response. However, in a moment, one person from Wulin and Lulin each fell, and between their eyebrows was a blood hole the size of a little finger.

A woman in a pale yellow dress fell, and the bamboo chariot was not very strong. Baiyun Ancestor hurriedly stepped down and exclaimed, "This is the 'Silk Soul Attracting Cone'!"

A mustard said angrily: "Shen Chai, we have no grievances with you, what are you doing!"

Shen Chai smiled in the forest again: "Does Shen still have a grudge or a grudge for killing someone?"

A mustard shouted: "You don't have to deceive people too much, I'm really afraid that you won't succeed in my Qingcheng faction!"

Shen chased and said: "I want to deceive people too much, what can you do to me?" hahaha...... This gloomy laughter was endless, and as the two of them fell silently, it was even more terrifying.

Nie Wushuang's liver and gall were broken, and he turned around and fled, but no matter how fast his body was, how could he be faster than the "Soul Attracting Cone"? Baiyun Ancestor and Yi Mustard knew that Shen was chasing and difficult to deal with, so they reluctantly made a move. One has all his hair open, and his palm is like a white cloud, and the other has his hair and armor, and his sword is blue. It's just that Shen Chai was hiding in the forest, and the two of them couldn't find Shen Chai's hiding place several times. Shen Chai avoided the real and the virtual, his body moved, and he only threw the "Silk Soul Cone" openly and secretly, but in a few blinks, he killed the others one by one, and finally only Baiyun Ancestor and a mustard seed were left, and they fled.

Shen Chai finally appeared, dressed in black, with gloomy eyebrows, no change from before.

The snow is white, and the moonlight is just right.

Wei Zhi's death was rare and did not dissuade Shen from chasing and killing, he worked hard all day, he couldn't hold it anymore, and fell asleep under the tree. Shen Chai got two wine jugs out of nowhere and handed one to Wei Qimu. Wei Qimu didn't refuse, and the two of them just faced a dozen corpses like this, leaning against the tree and drinking. In this lonely season, it is far better than Li Taibai's invitation to the moon.

"You're not going to kill me. ”

"There's no money to kill you, so why kill you. ”

Wei Qimu was skeptical. Shen Chai continued: "What's more, you are the same kind of person as me now, wouldn't it be more lonely to kill you?"

Wei Qimu did not refute. Shen chases and kills people for money, although he doesn't kill for money, but what's the difference?

Shen Chai swallowed another sip of wine, and suddenly said, "But there is a kind of person who I don't charge for killing without paying." ”

"What kind of person?"

"Rich and noble. ”

"Why?"

"Since ancient times, the rich and noble people have all been full of lust for profit and sin. The so-called: the rich businessmen are all scrapers, and the princes and nobles are nothing more than thieves who steal the country - none of them are clean. ”

Wei Qimu also swallowed a sip of wine and looked up at the crescent moon: "There are also good people among them?"

Shen Chai shook his head and said categorically: "You are wrong, good people don't have a rich life." ”

Wei Qimu was noncommittal, but asked, "In the Guandi Temple, who was the person who looked like you?"

This question has actually been haunting Wei Qimu's mind since he first met Shen Chai, but he didn't have the opportunity to ask it until today.

Shen Chai sighed deliberately and asked rhetorically, "If I say that he is the twin brother of my compatriot, do you believe him?"

Wei Qimu saw that his expression was gloomy, and it was difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, so he simply remained silent.

Shen Chai suddenly smiled and said, "Haha, if I have a brother, I don't know how many times I have died." A killer can never miss a shot only if he is cold-blooded and ruthless, without relatives and without reason. ”

Wei Qimu was still silent, but nodded lightly. Killers can't have relatives and reasons, and they can't have concerns.

Shen Chai said again: "Let me tell you the truth, the person who looks like me is actually a puppet made by me." ”

Wei Qimu wondered: "Is it a puppet technique? Why can't you see the silk threads?" And that person doesn't look much different from a living person. ”

Shen Chai smiled: "This is your loneliness." Everyone in the world knows about puppetry, but they don't know that this puppet technique is also divided into 'hand puppet' and 'heart puppet'. The so-called 'hand puppets' are naturally mostly silk puppets, and as for the 'heart puppets', ......"

Wei Qimu guessed: "Could it be that the living are for it?"

Shen Chai praised: "Yes, and this heart puppet technique can refine living people to look like me." After all these years, I only had that one. ”

Wei Qimu felt incredible, and suddenly smiled: "Don't you are also a puppet." ”

When Shen Chai heard this, his face suddenly turned pale, and he hurriedly swallowed a large sip of wine, and then he eased up. Wei Qimu was already drunk and hazy, so he naturally couldn't see it really.