The wind rises at dawn, the waning moon will set, and the stars are slanted.

The chirping of the sparrowhawk pierced the last trace of silence in the night in the mountains, but the celebration of the young year today could not hear the slightest anger.

Qing Xiaonian dug a big pit in the mountain behind the Qingshui Taoist Temple overnight, and how sad a heart is, the pit is as deep as the pit, and buried the Chiba Taoist people in it.

This grave was dug by Qing Xiaonian at his insistence, Liu Chengfeng and Jiang Liu'er were just standing by and watching, but Qing Xiaonian was already gray and covered in mud at this time.

Until the pit is filled, although the deceased is so big, Ke Qing Xiaonian still feels guilty when he looks at this tomb, all this should not be like this, the old man still shouldn't kill so many people, and it's just for this invisible fame and fortune.

Qing Xiaonian was a little disappointed, but after all, he died.

There is no monument in the tomb, it is true that so many people should not be erected, a bad person, he must die quietly, and there are many graves in these years by upholding justice.

It can be said that one misstep becomes a thousand hatreds.

Now there is only one clear water Taoist temple left in the cold mountain, which is exchanged for thousands of lives.

The sky was hazy and cloudy.

Qing Xiaonian glanced at Liu Chengfeng meaningfully, and then turned to leave.

Jiang Liu'er followed, and said in a deep voice, "Where are we going now?"

Qing Xiaonian didn't reply, but his face was gloomy, and Jiang Liu'er was no longer bored.

Soon after coming down the mountain, the rain came as scheduled, dense as sorrow.

The two of them also did not hold umbrellas, nor did they have umbrellas. Braving the slanting wind and drizzle, the road was full of mud, and I stepped into the Butterfly Valley and came to a small courtyard in the valley.

Liu Wu is still sitting in the glazed tile pavilion with her back, but this dress is no longer showy, today the seat is dressed like snow-white, her hair is scattered at will, listening to the rain alone, thoughtful.

Qing Xiaonian no longer had any intention of appreciating it, walked up to the small pavilion, did not take a seat, just glanced at Liu Wu, but this time his expression was stunned.

Compared with yesterday, the willow in front of her is like a different person, this "well-mannered" face is less heavily makeup and light makeup, and the previous willow eyebrows have also been erased, but a layer of sword eyebrows has been painted. The whole person is a little less charming, and there is a faint heroic spirit between the eyebrows, which is really natural to carve, but it really looks like a humble gentleman.

A good-looking person looks good no matter how he dresses up.

But this time Qing Xiaonian didn't lose his mind like last time, and soon he said coldly: "Why are you helping the Chiba Dao people drag me?"

Liu Wu didn't seem to have the intention of concealing it, she blurted out: "He said that he would help me kill Wu Qingfeng, so I naturally want to help with this." ”

There was no expression on her face, and her tone was cold, but it was a woman's voice after all.

Qing Xiaonian covered his face with frost and said: "Do you know that because you helped him with this, he took the opportunity to slaughter all the people in the mountain, and now the blood of the entire Shuhan Mountain is flowing into a river, and it won't take long for the blood of nearly a thousand people in the Thunder Dao Sect and the Kaishan Pavilion to flow into your Butterfly Valley along this dense drizzle!"

After hearing this, Liu Wu's face suddenly changed in horror, and she muttered: "This.... How is that possible...."

Qing Xiaonian said: "If you don't believe it, you can see it yourself." ”

Seeing that Liu Wu was silent, Qing Xiaonian said again: "You are aiding the abuse!"

Liu Wu said coldly: "I didn't know that he was going to kill someone, he just asked me to drag you down." ”

This time, it was Qing Xiaonian's turn to be silent, looking at Liu Wu's appearance as if she was telling a lie, complaining that those who didn't know were not guilty.

Liu Wu said: "What about others?"

Qing Xiaonian said: "It's dead." ”

Liu Wu said: "You killed him?"

Qing Xiaonian shook his head and said, "I didn't kill it." ”

Liu Wu lost her mind and muttered, "Then who else in this world will help me kill Wu Qingfeng." ”

Qing Xiaonian scolded unreasonable, he wanted to leave, but he was puzzled, so he asked, "Why did you kill Wu Qingfeng?"

Liu Wu said ruthlessly: "He should die!"

Qing Xiaonian said: "Why should you die?"

Liu Wu said: "Shouldn't you die if you take people's love?"

Jiang Liu'er was very surprised when she heard this: "Wu Qingfeng, Sword Immortal, Winning People's Love, Still a Woman, What's the Situation..."

Liu Wu pouted, not wanting to answer this question, she still looked stubborn, and said, "Can you help me kill Wu Qingfeng?"

Qing Xiaonian didn't want to entangle with this unreasonable woman anymore, but he flicked his sleeves and swept out like a swallow.

Seeing this, Jiang Liu'er had no choice but to follow.

The two turned back to the Qingshui Taoist Temple, and Qing Xiaonian wanted to take another look, even if it was just a mound.

When I entered the backyard, I found Liu Chengfeng, who was also covered in mud and gray-faced, sitting at the door in a daze.

He didn't dig the pit, but he had the same stolen goods on his body as Qing Xiaonian, and he wasn't like this before Qing Xiaonian left.

Seeing Qing Xiaonian, he was a little surprised, his panicked look flashed, and he said calmly: "Why are you back again?"

Qing Xiaonian said: "I want to come back and take another look." ”

Liu Chengfeng said: "There's nothing to look at, everyone is already dead." ”

Qing Xiaonian's brows furrowed after hearing this, Jiang Liu'er was a little angry after hearing it, he didn't think that the Chiba Daoist had just died, but Liu Chengfeng's attitude was like two people, and the world was cold.

Qing Xiaonian stopped talking, turned around and left, Liu Chengfeng naturally had some intention of driving people away, and Qing Xiaonian was too lazy to talk to him, but what he said was right, what else is there to look at in the dead.

In this way, the two of them shuttled through the mud roads and forests with thousands of strands of constant drizzle.

Qing Xiaonian didn't say a word from beginning to end, Jiang Liu'er didn't ask much, he felt that Qing Xiaonian's mood was as dim as this rainy weather, Jiang Liu'er knew that he was a person who never liked to get drenched in the rain, but this day was in the rain.

......

In the vast twilight, the rivers were hot by a touch of bewitching crimson on the horizon, and the golden river was brilliant.

The rain had stopped, the clouds had dispersed, and the sun was setting all over the sky, and it was dusk. The rain has left a trace, and everything is happy.

The fragrance of wood leaves drifts across the river into Huaiyin Villa by the wind.

In such a comfortable dusk, Qi Ruling moved a simple and elegant rattan chair, and the whole person sat lazily on it, facing the sunset, his eyes narrowed, as if he was asleep, very peaceful, the glow was sprinkled warmly on his resolute face, and the whole person was extremely relaxed and comfortable.

It is estimated that no one understands the four words "leisure and leisure" more thoroughly than in this big river and lake.

But he didn't seem to be asleep again, a pair of rough and powerful hands were resting on the armrests, and his fingers rose and fell rhythmically.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps coming from outside the door, and it was still two people, although it was very light, but he also heard it clearly.

He already knew who it was, so he looked up and saw that he might not have paid much attention to someone else.

It didn't matter what he saw, he couldn't help but laugh.

The man in front of him was drenched, his eyes were blank, his hair was unkempt, and the clothes sewn with good clothes were stained with mud, and even condensed on them when the wind blew, and the whole person looked like a mouse that had just flowed through the mud, extremely sloppy.

Although the latter is better than him, it is not much better.

The two people who came in one after the other were Qing Xiaonian and Jiang Liu'er.

Qi Ruling just wanted to open his mouth to tease, because this was the first time he saw Qing Xiaonian would be so sloppy. But before he could open his mouth, Qing Xiaonian spoke first.

"Second master.... Geezer... He's dead..."

At this time, Qing Xiaonian's eyes were already red, and his voice was a little trembling, and when he looked closely, there were a few tears rolling in his eyes.

Originally, Qing Xiaonian didn't plan to do this, but as soon as he entered Huaiyin Villa and saw Qi Ruling, his emotions instantly burst out of control like a flood, and in the face of Qi Ruling, he was now like a bitter child.

This is also something Qi Ruling has never seen before.

Qi Ruling was stunned, the expression on his face instantly froze, and said, "Which old man?"

Qing Xiaonian said: "That old man in the Qingshui Taoist Temple. ”

Qi Ruling frowned, and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"

Qing Xiaonian suddenly stopped talking, because he didn't know how to talk about it, even if the person was dead, he still wanted to leave a good impression on the world.

Jiang Liu'er's emotions unconsciously began to get excited, and he said in a trembling voice: "Chiba Dao people, he... Killed a lot of people.. Then he was also killed. ”

Qi Ruling realized the seriousness of the situation and knew that this matter could not be explained in a few words, so he hurriedly beckoned the boy to lead the two into the house to sort out.

The evening breeze was not in a hurry, Qi Ruling stood in the courtyard and sighed, this river and lake are still chaotic.