"Brother Ji Chu, you can sleep in this house. This is the small courtyard where Aunt Han lived, but she hasn't been back for many years. This place has always been cleaned, we don't have many rooms here, I have wronged you. Dongfang Yue turned on the lights in the room a little brighter, and said softly.

Ji Chu nodded, "Why are there so many copper bells hanging here?"

Dongfang Yue seemed to be stunned for a moment, a little distracted, and a moment of tranquil smile hung on his cheeks again, "The copper bell can ward off evil spirits, dispel evil, keep safe, and attract wealth." This is our custom here, Brother Ji Chu, don't you like bells?"

Ji Chu smiled, without words, through the light of the candle, he saw Dongfang Yue's skin like white snow eyebrows, a small round face with a small palm, inlaid with two small pearl-like dimples, laughed and flashed, and suddenly said sadly: "She is still a child, and her parents are not with her well." As she spoke, she couldn't help but cover her cloud temples with her right hand, and patted it gently, Dongfang Yue's little face turned red in an instant. Ji Chu looked at her like this, his heart was like rain in the blue lake, he plopped a few times, and moved his hand down slightly embarrassed.

After Dongfang Yue left, Ji Chu squinted his eyes and scanned the entire room, except for a simple set of tables, chairs, teapots, and a bed, there was almost nothing, it was not as cold as where the woman once lived, he held up the star-chasing sword, knocked on the gray bricks on the ground with the hilt of the sword, and knocked on the surrounding walls with his fingers, there were no secret rooms and mechanisms, he was a little disappointed in his heart, but he was a little secretly relieved.

The night was vegan, the breeze was blowing, and a pleasant wind chime sounded "Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell............

A string of small copper bells hung in the southwest corner of the room by the window, swaying in the breeze, Ji Chu approached gently, held up the bell with his hand, and carefully looked at it for a moment, it was a string of bronze bells, which was very different from the copper bells seen in the past, the hollow metal edge of the six edges had been soaked by the wind and dust of the years, and there were mottled rusts, and the upper plate of the copper bell was an irregular bronze hanger, and there were many iron air ducts suspended freely under the perimeter of the hanger, the time should be too long, covered with layers of rust, he took it closer, and saw that there seemed to be some words carved on each air duct, but the font was small and old, and it was no longer recognizableJi Chu was very curious, counted a total of eight wind cards, he couldn't help but be surprised, what kind of knife work can be carved on such a small wind card as a complete portrait.

The center of the pylons hangs a pendulum that can be struck into the duct. He took it farther away, gently let go of his hand, the wind chimes hung in the air, and the wind blew the pendulum to strike the air pipe, and the air pipe made a fragmentary sound, jingle bell, jingle bell. The bell rang from far to near, and it made people's hearts tighten, and the secret and low heartbeat sounded like the throbbing of the inner core of the layers of stamens slowly blooming, such a hook.

In the middle of the night, after the second watch, a rapid bell sounded, Ji Chu woke up suddenly, in the dark, he reached out and grabbed the star-chasing sword beside the bed, and stepped to the window in a few steps.

Before going to bed, he had left a gap in the window sash near the brass bell, and there was no wind tonight, so someone must have passed by the window with such a rapid bell movement. He didn't dare to leave the window for a single step, and stared at the courtyard through a crack in the window.

Suddenly, there were a few flashes outside the window, the shadows were full, as if there was a pull, after a while, three or two figures moved towards the direction of Ji Chu's door, Ji Chu's heart tightened, he gently approached the door, the hand holding the sword, slowly pulled the long sword out of half, and made a good defense, in the night of splashing ink, a faint white light came out of the scabbard.

"What are you doing?" In an instant, a woman's voice sounded, it was not Dongfang Yue, nor the two women I saw during the day, her voice was a little deep, firm and powerful.

Ji Chu's five fingers holding the long sword loosened slightly.

"Eji, we can't let this Han man leave, otherwise we will be in big trouble. ”

"No, he's Yue'er's friend, we can't do that. ”

The man was short of breath, and his voice couldn't help but be a little louder.

There was a moment of silence outside the door, Ji Chu elbowed off the wall behind the door, and his five fingers pressed again, gripping the hilt of the sword tightly.

"Once the Han people go back, if what they see in the village is introduced into the rivers and lakes, our enemies will take advantage of the situation, and we will definitely be in trouble. The man's voice was a little urgent.

After a moment of silence, the woman's voice sounded again, from far and near, and said in a low voice: "Use the falling grass and let him sleep well." After that, he took a few steps forward again, but after a while, the window sash in Ji Chu's room floated over with a trace of smoke.

Ji Chu covered his nose with his left hand and squatted down gently. At this time, a fine night breeze blew, and the copper bell hanging in the window rang, and before the cigarette was burned, the man at the head was quickly dragged out of the courtyard by the woman.

"There were two more people behind, a total of four people. Ji Chu said silently in his heart. Waiting for the footsteps outside the room to go away, Ji Chu walked to the window, gently pinched off the cigarette, and pushed it out.

In the second half of the night, Ji Chu held the long sword and sat on the ground, leaning on the side of the bed. He didn't dare close his eyes, nor did he dare to leave at this time. About an hour later, with a bang, the long sword fell to the ground, and Ji Chu suddenly woke up. A heart-rending woman's scream pierced the night sky, and then the wind chimes of the entire stockade swayed sharply, jingling bells, ringing for nine days. The voice trembled miserably, and every time it screamed, it was like a sharp knife wringing in the heart, and the heart was almost suffocated in distress. Ji Chu held the long sword in his hand and paced back and forth in the room a few times, but after all, he couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart and walked out in the dark.

Strangely enough, all the courtyards were empty, and not a single candle could be found in the houses except for the whispering of brass bells. Ji Chu followed the road he came, bypassed several small courtyards, and walked out of the village, less than three miles in the distance, circling around Mars, like a ghost fire.

Ji Chu's throat was dry, his Adam's apple moved, his left hand held the hilt of the sword, and with a stretch of his right hand, the crisp sound of the star-chasing sword coming out of the sheath slightly pierced the quiet night.

The closer I got to the light, the more nervous I became. Ticking, the stamina was a little cold, the left hand holding the scabbard was released and wrapped around the back of the neck, a touch, it seemed to be dew, he looked up at the sky, "It's not raining!" He spread his feet apart, bowed slightly, and stabbed diagonally with his sword, stabbing several times in a row, but he found nothing but the bloody breath wafting in the air.

He looked around, his upper body always maintained the best posture of defense, and said in a deep breath: "Who is here, pretending to be a ghost." He raised his voice and glared angrily.

There was a bang, and a burst of sparse dead leaves was blown off by the wind, but the surroundings were as silent as ever. Suddenly, his right ear moved, he turned around, his arms were tied in a circle, and from the bottom up, a sword stabbed up, and suddenly a black shadow seemed to be split in half, like duckweed, and like a ghost clothes, and floated past.

Ji Chu's head was covered with dense fine sweat, he calmed down, and said in his heart: "I'll see, which way of the little ghost is this, who is in charge here." ”

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, placing it on the top of the head, exerting force under his fingers, he had to pull out a sword flower, followed by the qi, the sword scabbard and the sword body were crossed from the top of the head, crackling, seventy percent of the internal force, turned into sword qi, and suddenly a faint spark flashed in front of her, a long-haired woman, green silk covered half of her face, and she couldn't see the complexion, only to see a pair of eyes that almost popped out, bloody eyes, staring at him desperately, Ji Chu was full of excitement, and immediately stabbed it, and stabbed it towards the woman's eyebrows, heart, and right shoulder.

The woman seemed to be crazy, but she was actually sober, only to see that her body was soft, dodging and dodging, Ji Chu's three moves all failed, and then with a slapped of her left palm, the woman suddenly disappeared, and when he put away his sword, he retreated, and looked at the firelight that was getting closer and closer, and she actually appeared ten zhang away.

Before Ji Chu could see clearly, the back of his head suddenly felt cold, he didn't care about anything else, his whole body turned obliquely, his right leg kicked out from the side and back, his body turned sharply, and he turned his body to the back with a move from south to north. The woman smiled evilly like a ghost, grabbed his right leg with both hands and pulled it, Ji Chu's left leg had to lie forward and half-kneel.

Ji Chu's wrist danced a few times quickly, holding all his strength, and swept the long sword on the ground, the woman pointed at the blade with two fingers, and the star-chasing sword was actually suppressed and couldn't move, Ji Chu was frightened, and the internal force of his left hand was lucky, and he slapped the ground, temporarily escaped, and before he could stand firmly, after the woman landed on the ground with a backflip, she turned a certain way, and the cold palm wind hit her eyes again.

Ji Chu turned around and avoided it, and swung his sword with his right hand to cut her armpit, but unexpectedly, the woman's figure was faster, and she slapped towards Ji Chu Tianlinggai when she withdrew her palm, Ji Chu knew that she was invincible, her head tilted, and after avoiding it, she turned from attack to defense, and met it with her left palm. The palms touched, and a yin and evil true qi made him feel cold, and he withdrew his palm suddenly, his left palm bent, and his bones ached.

Suddenly, the star of the torch flashed in his chest, and then quickly disappeared. It seemed that there was nothing, but there was a sudden pain in his chest, and when he looked down, a line of red blood flowed from his chest. Before he could raise his sword to fight back, the woman used her palm as a sword again, and attacked it, splitting, hooking, stabbing, and slashing, saying that it was a palm, but it was like a sword move, and the move was very powerful.

Ji Chu's back shoulder hurt, with a bang, the long sword came out of his hand and fell to the ground, and the acupoint on his left shoulder was pointed, and he couldn't move at all. The two were less than a foot apart, the woman just looked at him silently, and actually laughed to herself, Ji Chu was startled, the smile was distorted and terrifying, like a festering corpse maintaining the last posture before death. That kind of look is said to be angry, but it is like grief, it is said to be grief, but it is ecstasy, like madness. The moonlight sprinkled down with the woman's smile, and it was cold.

The ghostly fire in the distance turned into torches and moved quickly.

The woman cracked her eyes and chewed her teeth, like a madwoman, and opened her mouth to bite down on Ji Chu's neck.

Zi~Zi~ A few times, the woman is sucking his blood!

Ji Chumeng remembered Tianfumen's words of killing people and drinking meat and blood, and suddenly he was terrified, and the hairs on his body stood up coldly, and goosebumps of all sizes were dense.

"Mother, you let him go. Ji Chu turned his back to the progressive torch, but listening to this voice, it was Dongfang Yue.

The woman was stunned for a moment when she heard this crying roar, then her eyes were blurred, she tilted her head and tugged at her hair like a mayfly, and a sentence floated out of her throat: "I have to eat meat, and it won't hurt to eat meat." The voice was ghostly, sharp and piercing.

Dongfang Yue's eyes were red, and he beckoned: "Aha, Egeqi, let's do it." ”

After finishing speaking, about eight men and women immediately surrounded the two of them, and with a gesture, each showed their sword blades.

Although the woman is crazy, she is not stupid, she has seen the power of this array, her eyes are colorful, and her double ** is running, spinning in the air, and rising from the enclave. Eight people hurriedly shifted and chased closely, the woman flew like a shuttle, from bottom to top, eight people immediately held sixteen arms connected and held, urged the long sword with internal force, and threw it into the air, actually sealing the woman's retreat, and then the eight people turned around, turned into a sword formation, and stood in the eight positions of rest, life, injury, Du, Jing, death, shock, and opening, which is the gossip position, the woman jumped up in the air, and carried her palm out, Jing, death, Open three immediately jump attack, three swords in three directions around the body at the same time, the sword path is sharp, fast as electricity, the woman's internal strength urged the palm, the three were repulsed, back and flew back. Before she could do so, the three directions of Hugh, Sheng, and Du attacked again, and so on, the woman was already crazy, but at this moment, she couldn't tell where to attack next.

This formation is like there is no flaw, it is easy to advance and retreat when attacking, and it comes and goes like a tide when defending, it is extremely weird and powerful, Ji Chu has already been clicked on by Dongfang Yue at this time, and his eyes are staring at the formation a few zhang away and he doesn't dare to blink, he has never seen such a strange and powerful formation in his life, and he has no intuition at the moment when his chest muscles are in severe pain.

Dongfang Yue took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve, slowly separated the clothes on his chest, stuffed it in, and used his hand to point the air pockets around his chest to stop the bleeding.

At this time, the battle in the formation was hot, and I saw the woman take off her palm, and the long swords of the eight people rang out in unison, the tips of the swords gathered at one point, and the white light sword qi flashed out, and the woman was immediately shocked and flew down.

She wanted to jump out of the formation, and the eight people immediately quickly switched from eight directions, and the eight swords were placed on top of her head, and the sword qi was overwhelmed. One person and one sword may be invincible, but eight people and eight swords gather in a formation, and the sword energy is huge.

However, after a stick of incense, the woman was lit on the acupoint, and the silver chain locked her hands and feet, and walked towards the stockade.

Ji Chu's heart was agitated and excited, the power of this formation was so powerful that he was shocked, and he couldn't help but turn his head and wanted to ask Dongfang Yue for advice, but when he saw her head drooping and tears rippling, Ji Chu came back to his senses and said in his heart: "I really deserve to die, I actually forgot that this person in front of me was her mother." He jumped around a little patiently, and gently hugged her shoulder with one hand, but Dongfang Yue was touched at this time, turned around suddenly, pounced on Ji Chu and cried. Ji Chu was stunned, sighed, turned around, and finally wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly.