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The people introduced in it started five hundred years ago, or the chivalrous warriors who practiced chivalry, or the battles between ascetic monks and fierce demons, which were also mixed with some witty stories, Qin Yi unconsciously had a smile on his face, because some of the stories in it were driving, and he had the evidence.

There are no seeds, and they can't be there, after Qin Yi finished reading it, he smiled dumbly, and then gently put it back, and then Qin Yi felt that there should be a separate book: Interesting Facts about the Ebisu Muscadine Idol Group.

Very image, compared to the publication will certainly be very popular.

Qin Jingli felt a little sleepy, put down the book, lay on the bed, and fell asleep after a while, with the third uncle Qin Yi by his side, he felt that this place was the safest.

Qin Yi sighed silently, Qin Jingli was not him after all, the two were actually about the same age, but in Qin Yi's heart, Qin Jingli was really similar to his nephew, a teenager less than twenty years old, who had experienced such a bloody thing, his parents were killed, his relatives were killed, and if he were an ordinary person, he would have gone crazy a long time ago.

"Perhaps, I shouldn't be here. ”

Looking at Qin Jingli's slightly furrowed brows in his sleep, for a while, Qin Yi suddenly remembered such a voice in his mind.

Immediately, Qin Yi shook his head again, perhaps, this is a fixed number.

The starry sky in winter was not as bright as in summer, and only a faint ray of moonlight was left in the small window, Qin Yi closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.

Early in the morning, the inn became much less crowded, and some people left early.

The streets became lively, and the cries of small traders and vendors came and went.

There were ordinary people and monks, walking on the streets of Huatao Town, maybe when they saw something, they stopped, talked to each other, and then each got something.

To a certain extent, the monks and the common people maintained mutual friendship, bullying and killing of the common people also happened, but on the bustling streets, no one dared to be so blatant.

Moreover, the cultivation of monks is to go against the sky, and indiscriminately killing innocents will plant demons in their hearts, and at a certain stage, they will completely erupt, damaging the foundation, damaging the soul, and it is very likely that they will die, which is not what the monk wants.

Maybe it's because he stayed in that closed Xishan Village for too long, or maybe it's because of the soul from another world, relatively speaking, he prefers this kind of scene, but let him have the fairness of his previous life, Qin Yi can't do it, the butt decides the head, everything is so reasonable, no one can stop the trend of being in the world.

Da-da-da-da!

Suddenly, the sound of horses galloping came from the east side of the street, and Qin Yi's ears moved slightly, judging no less than ten horses.

The originally crowded scene on the street also changed immediately, the small merchants and vendors carried their burdens and retreated a foot or two away, and some ordinary people and monks who were originally standing in the center also moved to both sides.

Qin Yi didn't pull hatred, so he stayed in the middle of the road, and then let people bump into him, and come to Hexi for thirty years and Hedong for thirty years, so he also took Qin Jingli to the edge, more is better than less, but he was a little curious, what kind of people would these people be, it makes sense for ordinary people to do this, and those monks are like this, it is a little strange.

Soon, the sound of horses' hooves came to my ears clearly, and ten people appeared in view.

Tall horses, ten people sat at once, dressed in black armor, shining in the sun.

Unified costumes and weapons exude the momentum of battlefield drums.

"Pilot!"

When one of the first people pulled the rope, the galloping horse immediately stopped, and then the person next to him made the same action as the eight people behind him, and the galloping ten horses stopped in one breath.

"Have you ever seen this man?"

The man did not dismount, but took out a piece of paper from his bosom, on which was drawn a man, a woman with thin cheeks, long hair pulled up, and a hosta.

"I haven't seen it. ”

The few people who were watching by the man immediately shook their heads, their voices trembling a little, but it was because of the momentum on that person's body, which made them feel a little scared.

"What about you?"

The man turned his head again, his face still cold, and asked.

"I haven't seen it. ”

It was the monks who answered, and they naturally did not tremble like ordinary people, and they were more confident, but they did not say nothing.

Qin Yi and Qin Jingli stood behind the crowd and looked at them quietly.

The man frowned, then put the paper in his arms, turned his head, and said, "Zhang Cheng, Ma Du, Wang Min stay here, once you find that person, notify us, and the rest of you will follow me!"

With that, three of them stayed, and the rest followed him on their horses again, and with a flick of their whips, they disappeared from sight to the sound of horses galloping.

"You all listen to me, if I find out that there are bandits hidden among you, once we find out, the Diyufang will be your residence for the rest of your life!"

One of the people left behind was named Zhang Cheng, and he flicked his whip hard in the air and said sharply.

Some people hurriedly replied 'yes, yes, don't dare', and then the three of them divided into three directions and looked slowly.

The name of the Diyu Room is very good, but it is a place where prisoners are held, and few prisoners who enter the Diyu Room can come out alive.

Call!

After the three of them left, everyone present sighed, and their expressions were full of joy that they had escaped.

Qin Yi was a little curious, so he turned his head and asked a middle-aged man next to him, "Who are they?"

The man glanced at Qin Yi strangely, frowned, looked at the few people next to him, lowered his head, and said softly, "You are not from Huatao Town?"

Qin Yi nodded, the man showed an expression that was really like this, and then stretched out his head again, looked at the direction in which the three people disappeared, and found that he didn't see a figure, so he turned his head, put one hand to his mouth, and said softly: "This is the soldier of the General's Mansion in Huatao Town, and it is under General Qiu's hands, it is said that they are all monks with cultivation, and they are fierce...... Awesome!"

When he said the murderous word, he immediately closed his mouth and changed the word.

The corners of Qin Yi's mouth grinned slightly, and he smiled silently, and then continued to ask, "Is General Qiu very powerful?"

The man's eyes widened suddenly, and he hurriedly waved his hand: "I still have something to do, I'll go first." ”

There was fear in his eyes, as if he had seen some ghost, and he disappeared with a puff of smoke.

“............”

Qin Yi shook his head, but he had no intention of chasing.

"Third uncle, I'm afraid that General Qiu is a little prestigious!"

Qin Yi's question was not quiet, so the few people standing beside them also heard it, and left Qin Yi and Qin Jingli's side as if fleeing the plague, and ran away.

"I don't know, we're going to Blackbird Mountain, not to inquire about these things. ”

Qin Yi just casually asked, he was not interested in any general's mansion or General Qiu.

"If we don't wait for Feng Chunrong of the Scorching Sun Sect to go and take a look, if those horse thieves dare to make a move, then the strength of the other party may not be underestimated, if we don't dare to make a move, then we will not be hindered in the past. ”

Qin Jingli frowned slightly and said slowly.