The white-robed old fox watched Zhong Yusheng push Old Lady Tang and disappear at the end of the street.

"This man of the Zhong family is a strange person, and he was recognized as a difficult person twenty years ago. Liu Chanqi's eyes condensed slightly, and he shook his head: "I carried Su Hongyue's red coffin today, and he turned around and left, how afraid of death should he be?"

Yi Xiao looked at the red coffin in front of him, and didn't see anything unique.

The white-robed old fox smiled and pulled back the topic: "Su Hongyue is the daughter of the Su family, no matter how weak the dragon blood in her body is, she is also a descendant of the Su family, and they all say that the old dragon king has hidden the means in the core bloodline of the first generation of the Su family, the means of the great grandmaster, who knows what kind of terrifying killing weapon it should be?"

The man in Nantang's posthumous costume pushed Mrs. Tang away.

Under the big red moon, the man in white robe walked forward slowly, and the young man in black carried the coffin again.

"Little Weihou. The white-robed old fox silently stopped, and he stood in front of the huge mansion.

"You still owe me an arrow. ”

The white-robed sloppy man silently stretched his bow and arrows, and his index finger, middle finger and thumb were weak.

It's an arrow of nothingness.

Slowly pulling the bow, air ripples spread between the arms of the white-robed man.

He closed one eye, as if waiting for a man's voice.

Yi Xiao opened the eyes of the Enlightened Lotus and said cleanly: "Forward, thirteen zhang." ”

The white-robed old fox nodded.

Loose fingers.

In an instant, the void roared, a faint silver line swept by, and the bronze door of the huge mansion collapsed open, and the non-existent arrow cut through the thorns and thorns all the way, tearing everything apart.

A streak of blood erupted from under the great red moon.

The white-robed old fox slowly opened the closed eye, waved his hand and shook off the white robe.

He said expressionlessly: "Su Hongyue is pregnant with dragon blood, no matter how thin it is, it is also dragon blood. Cui Fuhou said that she had tuberculosis, which is simply nonsense. ”

But he paused: "But she is sick. In the past thirteen years, it has always been Shu Feng, who regards Su Hongyue as her biological mother. As for Shu Feng's departure from the pavilion, he went to the Hou Mansion of Zuo Thirteen, or where he went, I don't care. ”

The white-robed old fox looked up and slightly confirmed the time.

"The reason why I want to liquidate and finally go to the Thirteenth Marquis Mansion is to give Shu Feng enough time. He said slowly: "Finally, give a reason, a sufficient reason, to convince me, and preferably her own reason." ”

"As for now, there are still several Hou Mansions. The white-robed old fox said lightly: "We walked one by one, and there was nothing to do on the road, let me tell you the story of Su Hongyue." ”

The white-robed old fox stepped into the messy Xiaowei Hou Mansion, and then silently glanced around the extremely luxurious Hou Mansion, the man who was shot through the chest by an arrow opened his eyes wide and did not bat at death.

"Su Hongyue is the daughter of the Su family. I am a guest of the Buddha Gate of Forgotten Mountain. ”

The white-robed old fox closed his eyes for Xiao Weihou, and the big red lotus bloomed delicately on the face of the dead man, vividly.

"The last years of the Eight-National Calendar. The daughter of the Su family ran away from home, and Shen Hongying and I went out to go down the mountain to practice. ”

The white-robed old fox slowly stepped out of the Little Weihou Mansion.

"What are the rivers and lakes? That is, you can never imagine what kind of people you will meet in the next second, and what kind of people you will become in the rivers and lakes. He walked all the way and narrowed his eyes: "I went down the mountain with Shen Hongying to practice, and as a Buddhist guest, I walked the rivers and lakes, I never encountered strong winds and waves, and I didn't make a great reputation like my senior brother." ”

"At that time, I didn't cultivate Donkey Kong physique, Shen Hongying's Buddha bones had not yet been discovered, and Su Hongyue was an eldest lady who ran away from home and had nothing. There are still many people, everyone sees each other in the rivers and lakes, but they can't forget each other in the rivers and lakes. Liu Chanqi said lightly: "In this turbulent river and lake, we are all small people. In the wrestling between the eight major countries, we have no way to intervene, and it is not easy to compromise and survive in a difficult situation. ”

"Because the rivers and lakes are so big, many people's names will be forgotten. The white-robed old fox stopped in another huge mansion.

Hu Nanhou.

"It's as if after today, Su Hongyue's name will be completely erased and taken to the tomb of Zizhulin. ”

"It's like after ten breaths, Hu Nanhou will no longer exist in the land of Luoyang, and he won't even prepare a coffin for him. ”

"My former friends, whatever they did in their lifetimes, inevitably died in the end. Liu Chanqi silently took a posture of opening his bow left and right, and said softly: "For example, ......"

He suddenly opened his mouth and read out a person's name: "Qin Xiutu." ”

Yi Xiao had never heard of this person.

The white-robed old fox said expressionlessly: "After the dawn rises, the Marquis of Tiandu, the Marquis of Xiaowei, the Marquis of Hunan, they are all the same as the names I just pronounced. ”

"It's all little people who have been left behind in the corner by history. ”

Raise your hand in an instant to pull the strings.

Roar.

The Hou Mansion collapsed in an instant, and the flying stones cracked.

"Next. ”

The white-robed old fox laughed at himself: "The strength is a little great, next time control it." ”

Yi Xiao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at the devastated Hu Nanhou Mansion, lifted the coffin, and silently followed the white-robed old fox's unhurried and slow steps.

The white-robed man gave these feudal figures time to flee for their lives with great grace, but without exception, no matter how these people escaped, they would inevitably die.

He stopped, took his bow and dropped his arrows.

Then shoot through the sky, and spurt thin blood under the great red moon.

It's a human life.

Zhong Tiandao. ”

"Wei Haoran. ”

The white-robed old fox read out the names of the two people again: "Many of them are unknowns, they were and will be in the future, and they will not leave their names after death because I am bloody in Luoyang today." ”

"They're all my former companions. Liu Chanqi said softly: "When I knew him, my cultivation was not high, and when they died, it was not high." ”

He finally stopped in front of a marquis' house.

The bronze gate is not closed, but is wide open.

The white-robed old fox silently glanced at the open door, where a man with a crown and a broad belt sat there.

"Wan Jinhou. ”

The white-robed old fox raised his hand, he silently pulled the strings, and then let go.

Wan Jinhou's mansion did not appear to be collapsed by an arrow, the arrow moved up one centimeter in front of the arrow, and finally only brought the plaque on the mansion, shaking down a piece of rubble.

And Wan Jinhou, who had a calm and immovable temperament and was as steady as Mount Tai, just sat silently, and he didn't look up to look at the door plaque that was shot through his head.

Yi Xiao squinted her eyes and saw four tablets standing in front of this man's case.

Under the analysis of Wu Lian's pupil, the four wooden tablets were engraved with four names.

From old to new.

Qin Xiutu. Zhong Tiandao. Wei Haoran. Su Hongyue.

"It doesn't matter if you're deliberately acting for me, or if you're a pedantic good guy at heart. The white-robed old fox said lightly: "I have to say that you are the smartest of them all, and you won." I'm not going to kill you. Not for anything else, just because you remember their names. ”

Wan Jinhou laughed at himself: "Maybe I am the stupidest person, if I were a little smarter, I should try to kill you with an arrow at the head of Luoyang City, because I can see that you are only one arrow away." ”

The white-robed old fox did not admit it or deny it.

He just silently collected his bow and left the Wanjin Hou Mansion.

This man's back was a little lonely.

"You see the names of these four men. ”

Liu Chanqi suddenly stopped and said, "These used to be my friends in the rivers and lakes. ”

But they were all dead. ”

"Su Hongyue is the last, and if she dies, it means that my rivers and lakes are also dead. ”

The white-robed old fox suddenly laughed: "I am an old man, and the rivers and lakes will always be wonderful, but this river and lake no longer belong to me." ”

"Buddhism does not create evil, so I have always kept the account of Luoyang City and am unwilling to settle it. He said softly: "But after tonight, if I don't go crazy, I'll be really old." So those people must die, they must die. ”

"I can't remember how many years ago. ”

The scruffy man in the white robe raised his head and looked at the big red moon in the sky above his head.

"I said that one day, let the big red lotus bloom on this land. ”

He slowly turned around and looked directly at Yi Xiao.

"If I'm old, I don't have the courage, and I don't dare to take responsibility, then it's up to you to do it, okay?"

Yi Xiao's eyes widened as she watched the white-robed old fox's palm slowly rise.

Then he pinched his palm, and the pain of the big red lotus brand carved on the surface of the skin little by little, and the stinging pain spread in the bottom of his heart.

"Red Lotus Hua hand. ”

The white-robed old fox said hoarsely: "This palm print is left to you, that girl has the intention of the six Bodhisattvas of Buddhism, and she is greedy and chews more, so she doesn't need this hand." But after tonight, you will make countless enemies in Luoyang, and only by killing all the way can you survive to the end. ”

He suddenly smiled and said, "The Su family pressed the treasure on you, and I also pressed the treasure on you." Old Lady Tang and the Zhong family's Lafayette are unskilled, they can't see your more shining side than those demons, so they will always be losers. ”

"This big red lotus palm pattern wants to drink blood. The white-robed old fox suddenly pulled his face down, and said gloomily: "So you have to kill people, kill people to raise your spirits, and kill people to practice." The Buddha said that saving a person's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, but killing a person who should be killed is also accumulating merit. ”

"With this red lotus palm pattern, you are holding the lifeblood of Luoyang, and three hundred big red lotus flowers are planted in the ground of Luoyang, which can be detonated with a snap of your fingers. The white-robed old fox narrowed his eyes and said, "This is a forbidden method that I have prepared for thirteen years, and if I create this level of killing, there will be no room for reversal." ”

After saying these words, the white-robed old fox slowly stood up.

He took the coffin and muttered.

"We are all old people. ”

"People die and the rivers and lakes rest. ”

The sloppy man in the white robe lifted the red coffin, his voice was a little desolate, and he gently hummed an ancient tune that he couldn't hear clearly.

Yi Xiao suddenly felt like a world away.

The scruffy man in the white robe carrying the red coffin.

That lonely figure under the big red moon.

And the voice that once shot like a sharp arrow into the bottom of my heart.

That old tune:

Qishui soup soup, there is the dragon king who crossed the river:

The vicissitudes of the rivers and lakes, who are ups and downs and desolate;

Beiliang Silver City is windy and snowy, and the sword mound is hidden in the world;

Looking at the Spring and Autumn Eight Kingdoms, the beacon fire and wolf smoke are prosperous in the world, and the corpse is wrapped in the battlefield, only Qiliang of the Northern Wei Dynasty is left;

Hob knife rivers and lakes, pointing to life and death, wine and sword, poetry madness, children and daughters, eternal and unchanged;

laughing at the three teachings of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism are nothing but dust relics;

Laughing at the ancient and modern heroes is just a pinch of loess;

laugh at the rivers and lakes that visitors are cheaper than ants;

laughing at the beauty of the white-haired general twilight;

Have you ever seen that the Emperor of Heaven shoots the unicorn, the bright moon goes out of the Guanxia, and a reed crosses the Qi River?

Have you ever thought that the sun will fly to the heavens, the sea will become a mulberry field, and the emperor will be killed with a sword?

Woohoo desolate, I don't see the sword aura of the poems of a hundred years ago;

Woohoo desolate, who can be drunk and lying on the battlefield;

Woohoo desolate, all paid to the float!