On the return trip, the task was finally completed, and the team escorting the princess returned.

But just out of the volcano, the general Ouyang Qing disappeared.

That's not all, the old prime minister Yang Lin went to ask Bao Ziyun's advisor Heavenly Demon to ask, but unexpectedly, this Mr. Mask was also missing, and even the people around him were gone.

The Heavenly Demon is gone, but it is a trivial matter, and no one will pay attention to it.

However, Ouyang Qing is the emperor's hand-appointed marrying general, and if he returns this time, if he is missing, how can he explain it?

If the Yue's army besieged the princess, General Ouyang fought unyieldingly, and the horse leather shrouded him, the emperor should be emotional, and then give Ouyang Qing a reward, which can be regarded as fooling the past.

But Ouyang Qing's family came back from the battlefield in a dignified manner, and he also lived in northern Xinjiang for several days, in case he told the emperor so, and Ouyang Qing suddenly returned to Luoyang, wouldn't it be a big crime to bully the king?

If it is truthful, Ouyang Qing ran away by himself, and the emperor would not believe it even more - people desperately came back from the battlefield, but they didn't go back to Luoyang to receive the reward, and left first?

Ouyang Qing rescued the driver twice and injured once, and the emperor was seriously injured and almost died, he was quite favored by the emperor, and this time he disappeared for no reason, in case Long Yan was angry, not to mention whether the official hat could be worn steadily, I am afraid that even his head will not be stable.

Yang Lin was so annoyed that he didn't know what to do, he just hoped that Ouyang Qing would come back before the convoy returned to Luoyang.

Thinking of this, Yang Lin suddenly became furious and shouted: "Who is leading the team? Why are you walking so fast?

In the Luoyang Inn, a beautiful girl lives in a cheap hostel every day, and there is only a cripple in the house.

Seeing that girl is generous, and she is extremely beautiful, but there is no one to protect her, who does not have a crooked mind? These days, all kinds of people gathered here are talking about this beautiful woman.

The so-called lustful gall, there is silver, there are women, or a lot of silver, beautiful women, and finally Li Lingzhi is dizzy. A few little hooligans who were here discussed it, and decided to do it at night, took the silver, played with the woman, and if something really happened, then ran out of Luoyang to avoid the limelight. What's so scary?

Six people together, a total, very good, but most of the women are not small, it is better to find a few more people and be brave.

So, more than 20 people sneaked into the store at night.

As soon as these people heard that it was beneficial, of course they followed.

The proprietress was rocking behind the counter, and when she saw so many people sneaking into her shop, she didn't say anything, and went straight to the innermost room, knowing of course what they wanted to do.

Seeing that it was not a big deal, she climbed up curiously, and looked at it from a distance, wondering how much silver the woman had.

As soon as the blue-eyed girl came, no one patronized herself, and it was a pleasure to see her being toyed with.

Just as he was stretching his neck, suddenly the curtain at the door shook, and a person came in like a whirlwind.

The whole man was wrapped in brown clothes, like a lamppost, and I couldn't help but feel a chill down my spine when I saw it.

The proprietress was startled, but she saw that the man had somehow flickered and had reached the door of the crippled house.

A group of scoundrels were quietly assembling to enter the house, when they suddenly saw a brown-clothed man in front of them, and they were all startled.

The man's face was white and miserable, and he was dressed in brown, but the color of the night was not very different, and he looked like a man in two parts, and a ghost in eight parts.

He lowered his eyebrows and smiled strangely, "Do you want to enter this house?"

These scoundrels usually bully civilians, and no one resists, they have always been bold, and they were originally frightened by the dress of the man in brown, but when they saw that the man was thin and small, and he was alone, but on his side he was the number seven or eight people, and suddenly became bold.

One of the ruffians came out and shouted, "What birdman, go home to Lao Tzu, go back and drink your mother's milk, and then come back to meddle when you grow taller."

The man in brown wasn't angry, but just smiled and asked, "So, you're going in?"

The strong man scolded: "Your grandfather and I live here, what are you going to do。。。。。。? ......”

The rolling word was an open voice, and before the words were finished, the words came to an abrupt end.

I saw that one of his big heads was flipped twice by the blood in his neck cavity, rolled to the side, and the headless corpse shook itself twice, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

No one else could see how the man in brown made a move, and he didn't know when he had an extra short sword in his hand.

Before the scoundrels could react, they just touched the hot blood splashed on their faces, and their legs began to tremble.

The man in brown smiled, "I don't want to cause trouble, and I don't like to kill too much." But everyone in this room had to die. Since this man lives in this house, he must die. Who among you else lives here?"

How dare the scoundrels answer.

Although they have done a lot of petty theft, they don't have the courage to actually kill people and set fires. Seeing that this man was killing people like chopping vegetables, they were all frightened, and they shook their heads and said, "No, no, no...... We don't know him...... We don't live here......" Some of them were a little bolder, reacted, turned around and ran out of the store.

The proprietress sifted chaff on both legs and couldn't stand up again.

The man in black didn't look like he was protecting the people in the house, but like he was here to kill people.

The man was fierce and vicious, he killed people without blinking, and he cut off people's heads with a sword, and the more the proprietress thought about it, the more frightened she became, and she screamed, and the inn couldn't take care of it, so she ran out with the group of scoundrels.

The man in black sneered twice, kicked open the door, and walked in.

Lu Changfeng lost all his martial arts at this time, and he couldn't hear the sound outside, only vaguely knew that someone was making noise, and he didn't know why.

The man in black pushed open the door and stepped in step by step, and Lu Changfeng knew that a catastrophe was coming.

Seeing that the person was dressed strangely, Hu Miji screamed in surprise and quickly shrank into the corner. Lu Changfeng wanted to meet the enemy, but he didn't have any strength on his body, so he could only sigh secretly, blaming himself for burdening Hu Miji.

The man in black took two steps and sneered, "Lu Changfeng, do you still know me?"

Lu Changfeng raised his head suddenly, and said coldly: "Zhuo Ziheng?"

Zhuo Ziheng smiled and said, "I didn't expect it." Lu Changfeng, I said that you have killed countless people, so that you have been ruined and become a public enemy of martial arts, these days, I am worried all the time, worried about your pursuit and killing. Haha, but, I didn't expect it, I didn't wait for your pursuit, but it became me to kill you."

Lu Changfeng looked at Zhuo Ziheng indifferently, and his eyebrows were all cold.

He gave the Ou Yezi sword to Luo Bing, and he only had an ordinary green steel sword left. He held the sword in his hand, and there was no fear in his eyes.

Zhuo Ziheng saw that Lu Changfeng was not standing, and broke another arm, even more unscrupulous, cast his eyes on Hu Miji behind him, and smiled: "I heard that the girl is the first beauty in the world, and I saw it today, and it really deserves its reputation." ”

Hu Miji was frightened, and she was still a little calm, she calmed down and said with a smile: "Pass the award." People say that Mr. Zhuo Ziheng is an elegant person and a rare beautiful man, why is he murderous today?"

Zhuo Ziheng smiled: "Hu Miji, you are really bold, I am here to kill your lover today, you can still be so calm, I really admire it."

Hu Miji sighed and said quietly, "What can I do?" Although I have practiced a little bit of martial arts, I am all embroidered with fists and legs, and I can't even beat a strong man who can't punch and kick. Zhuo Gang Master, whether it is martial arts or character, you are first-class, why do you need to bully such a weak woman as me?"

Zhuo Ziheng sneered: "I'm not here to bully you. I'm here to kill Lu Changfeng. On that day, the road was long and majestic, and the world was invincible, and today, it is time for feng shui to turn to me. ”

Hu Miji said softly: "It's a pity that I'm just a weak woman. If he was like Chu Qiushui's sister Chu Qiuyu, who had otherworldly martial arts, he would not have fallen to this point today. After that, there is no road and a long wind, and I don't know how to live. ”

Zhuo Ziheng smiled: "I'm afraid you never thought about it." There are not a few people who have come to chase and kill you, but there is a big tree that is shady by the long wind, and you don't have to think about any trouble. ”

Hu Miji sighed, "When a big tree falls, I always have to find another big tree, right? I'm a woman after all." ”

Zhuo Ziheng's eyes suddenly sharpened: "You suddenly said this because you know that Lu Changfeng can't protect you anymore." ”

Hu Miji's soft voice is really no one can resist: "Lu Changfeng can't protect me, what about myself?"

Lu Changfeng raised his head and looked at Hu Miji, as if it was the first time he had seen her.

Then, his eyes were filled with indifference again, like a bodhisattva on a god statue, looking coldly at the passers-by under the god case, and like a beggar on the street, looking at the world in confusion.

He didn't say a word, as before, and there was nothing left in his world.

The two men quickly disappeared into the darkness. Lu Changfeng sat dumbfounded, not moving. I could still hear Hu Miji's coquettish laughter in my ears, and I didn't know if they were running errands outside the house, or if it was the echo in their heads. He raised his arm and tried to cover his ear, but only one hand.

For the first time, Lu Changfeng felt so helpless.

He slapped his head hard, but the past with Hu Miji kept coming back to him.

It was dawn, but in the eyes of Lu Changfeng, everything was still so gray.

Cold and windless.

Tonight, Chu Qiushui is going to have a battle with Luo Bing.

Mei Changqing was worried that Chu Qiushui would know the news and go to Luoyang to interfere with Luo Bing, and was determined to drag Chu Qiushui down. In a battle tonight, even if he can win, it is the best, even if he loses to Chu Qiushui, he will imprison Chu Qiushui.

Even if he really didn't know where to start, he would have to fight Chu Qiushui and make him exhausted and rest for a few days. Chu Qiushui didn't know where Luo Bing was, and by the time he found Luo Bing, he must have solved the Luoyang matter.

He asked for two large jars of wine, poured himself a drink, looked at the passers-by downstairs, and thought of Chu Qiuyan's mysterious disappearance, and his stomach was puzzled.

Now it is inferred that Ouyang Qing is the only one in the world who can make the Heavenly Demon Skill.

Ouyang Qing took away Mr. Gong Qi's martial arts, and also took Chu Qiuyan.

This is the only plausible explanation.

However, Mr. Gong Qi wanted to kill Chu Qiuyan and provoke the relationship between Luo Bing and Chu Qiushui, which made sense, since Ouyang Qing was a person from the Heavenly Demon, it was normal for him to have this idea and move, but why did he take Chu Qiuyan away? Mr. Gong Qi was a person trusted by the Heavenly Demon, but Ouyang Qing left him behind and let Chu Qiushui be imprisoned in another courtyard, which was not reasonable at all.

If it weren't for Ouyang Qing, or even if it wasn't for the Heavenly Demon, then there would be no reason to take Ouyang Qing away. What's more, in this world, who can still do the Heavenly Demon Skill? Dugu Linglong, or a member of the Demon Sect?

Luo Bing saw Dugu Linglong when he was a teenager, and he said that the personalities of the two people did not match, so they should not.

If it's a Demon Sect, it's even more impossible.

The Demon Sect Protector followed the Heavenly Demons, and if that person was a member of the Demon Sect, there was no reason why he would not recall these people and rebuild the Demon Sect.

The more he thought about it, the more strange it became, and he couldn't help but shake his head and pull his thoughts away. But as long as he was idle, Gongsun Zhi's voice and smile appeared in his mind.

He couldn't help but pick up the glass and drink it down.

Shake the wine jar, and only a small half of the second jar of wine remains. Mei Changqing wanted to order two more jars, but remembered that there was a big battle tonight and couldn't drink any more, so she dispelled this idea again. I was depressed, but no one told me, and I didn't even have alcohol, which was even more depressing.

Just as he was sighing, an old Taoist priest with fairy wind and bones came up in the restaurant. Looking at his appearance, he just needs to take a cloth banner that "breaks his life with one finger and reincarnates the gods", which is no different from a fortune teller on the roadside.

Originally, Mei Changqing was most disgusted with this kind of character who pretended to be a ghost, but that old man was a little familiar, and he couldn't help but feel cordial, and couldn't help but say: "Old layman, please come and sit."

The old Taoist priest glanced at him, then walked in front of him and sat down, and said with a smile: "Poor Dao is not used to being called an old boulder, you might as well call me an old Taoist." ”

Mei Changqing laughed and said, "I haven't heard of a fortune teller who doesn't like to be called a fairy." Do you want me to call you Bullnose?"

The old Taoist priest still smiled: "The name is just a code name, if the little brother likes it, it doesn't matter how he calls it." ”

Mei Changqing laughed, feeling that the more she listened to this voice, the more familiar she became, and she always felt that the person in front of her had seen it before, but she couldn't remember when she had seen it, so she said, "Old Taoist, where are you from?"

Lao Dao smiled and said, "The poor road came from the street. ”

Mei Changqing was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Where are you going?"

The old Taoist said: "After eating, naturally I have to go to the street." ”

Mei Changqing laughed and said, "You Taoist priest, talking is interesting, interesting" said and poured a glass of wine, handed it to him, and said, "Come, drink with me." ”

The old Taoist priest gently pushed away the wine glass and said, "Poor Dao never touches wine. ”

Mei Changqing's favor towards him suddenly decreased by nine points, and he frowned: "Lao Tzu hates people who don't drink the most. Well, since you are a Taoist priest, tell me fortunes, first see what I have in the past, and then calculate what I will do in the future. Good calculation, Lao Tzu will pay you ten taels of silver, if you don't calculate well, I will break your old leg"

The old Taoist priest smiled slightly, and was not angry, but just looked at Mei Changqing and said, "Little brother must have encountered something unpleasant recently. Today, you have one more important thing to do. ”

Mei Changqing scolded: "What kind of nonsense is this? This is also called fortune telling? Anyone can say that." ”

The old Taoist priest said: "The benefactor's sweetheart left, and the donor was betrayed by his friend. The benefactor also has to fight a duel with a person with good martial arts. Did Poor Dao guess right?"

Mei Changqing's face changed greatly, and she couldn't help but shout, "You...... How do you ......"

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard slightly, and said, "Do you believe me?

Mei Changqing took out ten taels of silver from his arms and said, "I was counted just now." These ten taels of silver, let you count me in the future. ”

The old Taoist priest suddenly laughed, pushed the silver over, and said, "Does the donor really believe it?"

Mei Changqing was stunned and said, "You ......"

The old Taoist priest said with a smile: "Life is unpredictable, how can you judge the blessings and misfortunes of people with one word? ”

Mei Changqing suddenly admired this old Taoist priest and said, "Please speak." ”

The old Taoist priest seemed to recall for a moment and said, "This is what my apprentice told me. ”

"It is said that once upon a time, there was a rich family with a lot of money. This Zhang Fuhu has everything, but he lacks a son to inherit his family property. Even, Zhang Fuhu didn't even have a brother, as long as he died, the Zhang family would be cut off.

For this reason, Zhang Fuhu went to the Buddha every day, went to the fortune teller every day, and took more than a dozen concubines at home, and his daughter gave birth to one after another, but he never gave birth to a son.

One day, he went to a fortune teller and asked how he could let someone in the Zhang family inherit the incense. The fortune teller told him that if he went to a temple outside the city to offer incense, he would get his wish, and there would definitely be a Zhang family's seed to inherit the incense. Zhang Fuhu did as he was told.

The temple was far away, and the rich man went there for a night before returning. Who knew that on this night, the rich man's concubine actually hooked up with the rich man's father, and the two actually had the same room.

After the rich man returned, the concubine was indeed pregnant with a child. was pregnant for ten months, and actually gave birth to a boy. The rich man suspected that the child was not his own, but after dripping blood and recognizing his relatives, he was not wrong at all. The rich man was pleasantly surprised and gave the fortune teller a large sum of money. ”

Mei Changqing was slightly stunned, and then laughed and said: "It's really good haha, it's really not wrong that Zhang Fuhu's son was born to his father, and he is indeed the Zhang family's species, he can inherit the incense of the Zhang family, and he can't even distinguish the blood from his relatives hahahaha", he laughed for a while, and couldn't stand up.

Lao Dao smiled slightly: "Life is illusory, judging people's fortunes and misfortunes with one word, and predicting people's future affairs, isn't it arrogant?"

Mei Changqing smiled and asked, "Since the old-timers are not fortune tellers, how can they guess my affairs?"

Lao Dao said lightly: "Seeing that your face is full of sadness, your heart is very depressed and sad, but the sorrow is mixed with anger, obviously betrayed by your friends." Seeing that you are full of pain, but you don't dare to drink more, you naturally have something to do later. ”

Mei Changqing frowned and said, "Just by my expression, can I guess these things?"

The old man stroked his beard and said, "No." If it were someone else, I wouldn't have guessed, but with one thing, I'm sure of my own speculation.

The divine light in your eyes is gathered, and your internal cultivation must be extremely profound, but your temples and face are no different from ordinary people, and you are not like those with advanced internal strength, and your qigong cultivation has reached the realm of returning to the basics. You have a knife on your table, you use a knife, you just sit casually, but you can draw the knife very conveniently as soon as you reach out. Looking at your posture, it seems that your whole body is flawed and defenseless, but as long as you raise your hand, you can protect the vital points of your whole body. In this way, it can be seen that you are a person with extraordinary attainments in both internal and external skills. So I can't guess that you're Mei Changqing?"

Mei Changqing suddenly became alert, and said in a deep voice: "What else?"

The old Taoist priest continued: "Since you are Mei Changqing, what other troubles can you have? It is already difficult to disturb you in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, unless it is for friends or lovers. If you don't dare to drink more, of course you're going to have to sit on a big deal soon. What big thing will Mei Changqing do? It is nothing more than a three-foot Qingfeng to take the head of the person. With your identity, you won't kill people, so you can only agree to compete with others. ”

Mei Changqing's face was like frost, and she suddenly stretched out her hand and pressed the veins of the old way. Lao Dao took the chopsticks and happened to pick up a green vegetable, but he was actually dodging Mei Changqing's grappler.

Mei Changqing was slightly surprised, but she was still a little in awe of this old Taoist priest in her heart, and she didn't want to turn her face around it, and said, "Senior, do you know martial arts?"

The old Taoist priest sighed: "How can you pass the time if you are alone and don't learn some martial arts?"

Mei Changqing looked at it intently, this Taoist priest didn't seem to be a martial arts master, but his bearing was indescribably calm, and he seemed to be very human, so he said: "Then ask the old Taoist priest to calculate a hexagram for me." ”

The old Taoist priest smiled: "Since the little brother insists, I will also give it a try." ”