The rooster does not roll with the traffic, and the dog barks passionately.

The red sun is born in the world, and the cold pearl falls on a journey.

Mornings in the mountain village are a quiet that is shattered in the midst of a tumult, with roosters crowing and dogs barking. Industrious dogs run around, as if telling their owners that they are working hard. As soon as the red sun came out, shining on the dew drops of the leaves, it shone red and flashed. The dew drops fall on the land, moistening everything here, and people live in such a land, which has always been so quiet and peaceful.

After a day and a night of pranayama and recuperation, Huang Gui seemed to be much better, his face was a little more bloody, and his whole mental state was much better. Huang Gui has always been anxious, he wants to get better faster, and he can walk alone early in the morning, so he stretches his arms against the rising sun.

Pei Feng is also in a good mood, such a scenery is something that anyone will be intoxicated by, let alone a woman who already likes tranquility. Pei Feng greedily sucked in the fresh air, at this moment she forgot all the dangers, the scenery was too pleasant.

Huang Shan was boiling medicine while guarding the stove, and at the same time reading a book, the sun bathed in his body, reflecting a thin shadow.

Hu Yimai looked through the window, looking at everything in front of him, with a smile on his face. However, at this time, what he wiped on his hand was a long sword with cold light. Then he unscrewed the crutches again, hiding the long sword he had just wiped in the crutches, and there was a depth in his eyes, with a murderous intent that was very contrary to the scenery.

Everything was still so peaceful, but the sound of birds fluttering and screaming broke the silence. Hu Yimai hurriedly stood at the door with a cane in his hand, and the birds were startled, there must be uninvited guests. Pei Feng and Huang Gui are both people who have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and they also smelled danger coming from this startled bird, and the two hurriedly ran to Hu Yimai's side, fully alert.

"Hahahaha, it seems that Jiang is still old and spicy! After all, he is a Jianghu person, so he doesn't have to pretend to be a farmer." There was a loud laugh in the woods, and at the same time a strong wind blew, causing the trees to sway from side to side and the leaves to fly.

Hu Yimai straightened up and whispered to Huang Gui: "Don't fight today, your body has not recovered, you must protect yourself." If something happens to me, you must take the mountain with you, get out of here, and I will hand it over to you. ”

Pei Feng Huang Gui was about to speak, Hu Yimai shouted loudly: "I haven't seen you for seventeen years, Mr. Lu is still so arrogant, congratulations to Mr. Lu for taking his skills to the next level." ”

"Hahahaha, yes, I haven't seen you for seventeen years, Mr. Hu can still hear that it is down, it seems that Mr. Hu must have missed it very much in the past seventeen years. I'm afraid it's because I miss the lack of food, so I can't sleep. Hahahaha, if that's the case, then Lu would like to thank Mr. Hu for his concern, it's hard work!" Where the voice came, a white figure stood in the open space five or six zhang away from Hu Yimai like an arrow from the string. I saw that the person who came was dressed in white, dressed as a scholar, but his face was full of flesh, and his eyes were full of murderous aura; he had a long sword on his back and a folding fan in his hand, like a relict and independent master; his temples were mixed with a few strands of gray hair, but the hair around his body was dense and dark.

"Mr. Lu, I haven't seen you for seventeen years, but your demeanor is still the same. The nickname of Hell Confucianism is indeed worthy of its name, the old camel is old, and he is about to die, and he can see the old face again before he dies, and he will die without regrets. Hu Yimai did not admit defeat in the aura at all, and still straightened his waist, even if he was carrying a camel on his back, he was still domineering.

"Mr. Lu, presumably today is here to settle the seventeen-year old account between you and me, in this case, it has nothing to do with these dolls! Please Mr. Lu don't embarrass these dolls, the account between you and me, I think it's good to settle it today." I was also waiting for Mr. Lu to arrive, and sure enough, you did not disappoint the old camel, and it was a day earlier than the old camel expected. Hu Yimai held his crutches in his arms, pretending to look at the person in front of him, who was known as the Confucian of Hell.

"Hahahaha" Lu Shuwen burst into laughter again, and the laughter was harsh, making everyone feel uncomfortable. Lu Shuwen waved his hand and said, "Mr. Hu, do you look at my outfit, don't look like the white-clothed Xiushi seventeen years ago? That is, my first brother? That's right, don't be surprised, for seventeen years, I have been thinking about today's scene all the time." I have always kept my brother's clothes before his death, just to be able to wear them today, and seek justice from Mr. Hu. As for the others, I'm not interested. ”

Hu Yimai breathed a sigh of relief, but then became nervous, because after he saw Lu Shuwen's wave, Qiu Lie, Yao Guangxiao, Yuan Rong, and Yuan Heng who appeared in the forest, and the appearance of these dozens of people made Hu Yimai's heart hang again, and it seemed that it was difficult to escape today.

Hu Yimai sighed and said, "Mr. Lu, what happened seventeen years ago was really unintentional by the old camel. Brother Ling was attacked by a heavy palm, and when he sent me here, his heart was broken, and the gods couldn't save him. Time also, life also, Mr. Lu did not look for the person who made the palm, but came to find me is not, which makes the old camel really puzzled. ”

Lu Shuwen walked dangling, his eyes shining and staring at Hu Yimai, his eyes made people shudder, Lu Shuwen laughed and said: "Others don't know, but I know that the rivers and lakes call you a ghost doctor, the so-called ghost doctor, it's not that your art has really become a ghost god, but that you have a trick, that is, let the patient become a ghost first, and then revive him into a human, right? Of course, the doctor is not 100% able to save people, so after the first brother went, I gave the first brother's body to many friends on the rivers and lakes to check. What those friends told me was that the first brother did not die of that damn palm, but the finger that Mr. Hu gave to the first brother in the process of treatment. Don't you feel ashamed that healers kill people? It's none of my business for you to kill others, but you killed my brother, so do you think you can hide from the world and escape from the sea?"

Hu Yimai squinted his eyes and smoked his cigarette stick. Every time I take a puff, I suck it into my lungs and spit it out slowly, like the last puff of smoke.

Hu Yimai spit out the last puff of cigarette, and said with a strange smile: "Well, since you can't hide it, then the old camel might as well say it directly, Brother Ling did die at my hands." Brother Ling is known as a white-clothed showman, but his style is not a showman, and Lu Luowu, who has committed adultery and plunder, should not everyone kill him as soon as possible? The old camel did not kill him for himself, but for the sake of the girls from good families who had been ruined by him. Mr. Lu wants to avenge your brother, so come ahead. After saying that, he started the stance.

Lu Shuwen smiled and said, "Okay, it's okay, it's good to admit it, it's good to admit it, so that you can also be a real ghost doctor with peace of mind." After speaking, his body shook, and the shaking folding fan slashed down in the air.

This split, the momentum is like a rainbow, and it is infused with Lu Shuwen's decades of skills, because Lu Shuwen wants to finish his work in one move, so the shot is a killing move.

Of course, Hu Yimai knew Lu Shuwen's thoughts, he didn't dare to take this trick hard, but turned his body around, unloading most of his strength, and at the same time, he took a crutch horizontally, and Erlang carried the mountain with one move, carrying Yu Wei. Even so, the aftermath of this move still forced him back several steps. Although Hu Yimai is a martial arts senior, what he relies on is not peerless martial arts, but peerless medicine. Even though he has a specialization in martial arts, he can only be regarded as a second-rate master in the rivers and lakes after all. This Lu Shuwen is a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, and in the Qilin Society, I am afraid that the martial arts cultivation is far above Yuan Heng and Fang Xiaoru, second only to Ma Sanbao. Therefore, after a few moves, Hu Yimai gradually only had the power to parry and not the power to fight back.

However, Hu Yimai is not useless, what Lu Shuwen is afraid of is the poisonous skills of Hu Yimai. Hu Yimai more than ten years ago can be regarded as a man with a Confucian face, and he was also handsome and graceful when he was young. Now that he is so ugly and carrying a hunchback, it must be caused by even the poisonous skills, and there is Yuan Heng as an example, Lu Shuwen does not dare to be careless, and the folding fan is ready to open at any time to block the visible poison.

Hu Yimai guessed that Lu Shuwen must be afraid of the poisonous skills in his hands, so he also pretended to use poison from time to time, and every time Lu Shuwen dodged, he found that there was no so-called poison. This time, Lu Shuwen couldn't help but be annoyed, he sneered while urging the moves: "It turns out that this is the real cultivation of the ghost doctor, but it is a thing to make children happy, I still overestimate you, it's really my shame." ”

Hu Yimai was not angry, but sneered: "Is it? In that case, why don't you try your best to take my head? With your skills, I was not your opponent seventeen years ago, and today, seventeen years later, I am afraid that I will not be able to stop you from trying your best to make five moves." Don't miss the opportunity and don't come again!" After speaking, he opened his mouth and shouted that he wanted to use poison, and at the same time took a few steps back, raised his hands, and a stream of green gas came out of his two sleeves at the same time, rushing towards Lu Shuwen.

Lu Shuwen thought that this was another false trick at first, and was about to rush forward, when he suddenly found the poisonous gas in Hu Yimai's sleeve, and his heart was shocked. However, Lu Shuwen is Lu Shuwen after all, and just when the poisonous gas rolled in, Lu Shuwen folded his fan and waved, and a powerful wave of gas blew the poisonous gas. The poisonous gas stained the nearby trees, and the leaves immediately turned yellow and fell one after another.

Lu Shuwen was secretly lucky in his heart, but there was a move in his hand, and at the same time, the folding fan that was opened was horizontal, and several small silver needles broke out of the air in the fan bones. Hu Yimai dodged one by one, and he could avoid the two silver needles, but he couldn't avoid the remaining silver needles. With a scream, Hu Yimai fell to the ground in pain. Lu Shuwen followed him like a shadow, and his body hit Hu Yimai's chest heavily with his palms like a ghost. Hu Yimai vomited blood from his mouth and fell to the ground, already out of breath.