The night was late and there was silence.

The lights of thousands of homes are extinguished, and the ten-mile long street is silent.

The disciples in the courtyard had fallen asleep early, and only the stream under the pavilion was gurgling.

Outside the wing, two figures walked side by side, whispering, faster and faster. As fast as a gust of fresh breeze arose, along the bluestone path of Yuheng Temple, slowly blowing. Along the empty alley of Qixingli, the flowers and plants on both sides were blown to the East Gate Street...

On Dongmen Street,

A big purple bird six or seven feet tall was stopping in front of the main gate of the Seven Star Courtyard.

The feathers are purple and shiny, the sharp hook is like gold, and dozens of long tail feathers are dragged behind him. This purple bird, except for the color, is very similar to the blue bird of Peony.

With his head high and his eyes facing the sky, he is more proud than the blue bird.

"Did he say anything else?"

"No, I can't open my mouth. ”

At this moment, on the back of the bird, there are people standing.

No hair, a bright yellow robe, a string of black prayer beads. It was the monk who was upstairs in Yueyang, who didn't drink meat and wine and never spoke. Now, he's the same. Just quietly looked at the two people who walked out of the courtyard gate into a gust of wind...

"Your girl's baby shouldn't be able to open her mouth either, right?"

"If I can break it, I still need to come to you?"

"Brush~"

While the two were talking, they jumped on the back of the bird one after another, and without looking at the monk who seemed to be standing on the wood, they sat down on the spot. And the monk was the same, motionless, as if the two of them were two gusts of fresh breeze in their ears, indifferent.

"Let's go~"

"Whew..."

Lord Cao Ge patted the bird's back, and with a crisp whistle, the purple bird flapped its wings and soared into the sky.

A purple light pierced the night sky...

"When this is over, I will teach the boy a lesson myself. When the time comes, don't stop..."

"Did he mess with you?"

"No, he provoked my girl..."

"Eh, I didn't say you, you are nearly sixty years old, and you can't please your daughter-in-law, so don't beat the mandarin ducks. Young man, you want me to do it, what's in your way?"

"It's not that..."

"What's the matter?" Li Qingfeng asked curiously, turning his head.

The master of Cao Pavilion was not angry and pursed his lips: "My girl has only been with him for a day, and he has taken him to learn to throw off conspiracies..."

Pavilion Master Cao looked at the vast bushes in the distance, and then said in a deep voice: "Do you remember what my daughter said when we picked them up and left before?"

"Isn't that the village where they got into trouble? What's wrong with that?" Li Qingfeng said.

"Hehe... The problem here is big. Pavilion Master Cao smiled angrily.

"How big?" Li Qingfeng was puzzled.

"Hey..."

A smile was followed by a sigh.

"There are three problems..."

"First, the village is only more than ten miles away from the place where we picked up people, and they actually have to walk for three or four hours on this more than ten miles. Do you believe it?"

"Second, on that mountain, they killed almost all the masked disciples of the courtyard. Although they took care of the matter, no one else happened, and those masked people were either dead, and those who did not die must have fled. There are no witnesses, and there are a bunch of murder weapons left, who will believe them?

If there is no proof of death, it is unreasonable. They must be well aware of the doctrine and the consequences here. Therefore, the most important thing they should do is to keep this matter under wraps for the time being, so that we can clean it up and make a decision!

However, my daughter did not do this, but recklessly told the location of the village in front of everyone.

What is it for?

Isn't it because you want everyone to check, check, and find out that "they killed someone"...

This seems to be ignorant and fearless, but in fact, what she really wants to do is to cover up some more important things in a blind way!

Don't let us find out!"

“......”

"唲~"

The two chatted for a few short sentences, but they were not finished. A long howl broke through the sky, and the birdsong did not end. The purple bird, which was as fast as lightning, had already flown hundreds of miles and came to the deserted village forest where Xia Xun and Peony had experienced a night of horror...

The cool breeze is blowing, above the back of the bird, looking down from the sky, the bright light is shining.

Flashing, the person on the back of the bird, helpless...

"Tsk~ This trick is really ruthless..."

"Hmph, otherwise, how could I want to beat that kid?"

As expected, it wasn't quiet tonight, and it was even a bit lively.

"Papa~"

The purple bird flapped its wings and landed at the exit of the bush jungle.

At this moment, the edge of the field, which should be bare, is already full of all kinds of birds and beasts, and at a cursory glance, there are five or six hundred heads. Looking inside, the deserted village has become a pitch-black scorched earth, and there are one or two figures on the scorched earth, holding lanterns and torches, looking down for something.

They wore different clothes, so it was not difficult to distinguish between the house to which they belonged and the wealthy families.

"Da~"

"This muddy water was stirred up by the two of them to become like this bird, what else are we looking for..."Li Qingfeng took the lead in jumping off the bird's back, looked at the shadows dotted in the distance, and said helplessly.

"Da~" "Da~"

The other two then walked down.

Pavilion Master Cao turned his head to look at the monk and said with a smile: "It depends on the dumb master, what can he find for us." Haha..."

“......”

The monk did not reply, and not even a trace of change in his expression. He still folded his hands and looked peaceful, but he nodded towards the field path leading to the deserted village, and then passed the two of them and walked out alone.

Regarding the monk's style, Li Qingfeng and Cao Ge Master have long known the roots. So I didn't pay much attention to it, and followed it closely, that's it...

"What's the third point left?" Li Qingfeng asked as he walked through the wilderness.

"Heh... The third point is sharp. The Lord of the Cao Pavilion pulled the red cloak that was messy by the night wind, and said:

"Your kid has only been in Yueyang for half a year, maybe he is not familiar with you, and it is understandable that he kept things hidden. But my baby girl, but I grew up watching it. This time, she actually hid from me, even when my husband asked her, she refused to finish the story. Isn't that sharp, you say?"

Li Qingfeng pondered suspiciously, looked at the wilderness around him, and said, "Could it be that they have met here, and even the wise master can't do anything about it?"

Pavilion Master Cao nodded: "This is a possibility. However, there is another possibility. It's that the mysterious Lord of Incense is not an enemy at all, but his own person. At least, there is a certain friendship with them, and it is even likely to be a deep friendship. That's why they'd rather poke the basket and bury a piece of fish to help him out..."

"Mole..."Li Qingfeng was shocked. He is not stupid, the Lord of Cao Pavilion said this, and a very clear idea was already placed in front of him. Because, only for such a reason can the strange behavior of Xia Xun and Peony be justified.

"Whether it is a traitor or not, there will be a judgment in the future. But, as it stands, at least it won't be an enemy. ”

"Because, they weren't beaten to death..."

"Heh......"

Walking at night in the wilderness, the wind is getting higher, and it is not cold.

Tonight's deserted village is the opposite of last night. There is no corpse gas, no smell, only the popularity of Want Want.

As we get closer to the old site of the deserted village, the lights around us are brighter and there are more people. All of them buried their heads and few words, as if this was a heavy place with buried treasures, they looked meticulously and attentively...

Looking up, on the hill behind the deserted village.

The fire flickered and flickered, spreading all over the deep mountains, all the way to the top of the mountain. Hundreds of zhang down from the top of the mountain, the fire is the brightest, and the thin one is shining. In the dark night, it is like a golden snake coiling over the mountain, and the scales are reflecting the moonlight.

At this time, at the top of the mountain, the flattened dust field was even brighter. One hundred and ten torches illuminate a radius of one hundred and ten feet, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is like a white sun. The crowd is just like a night of temple fair trouble.

"Da Da Da..."

In the middle of the crowd.

A quaint abacus, palm in a dry palm, quickly flipped and flying. The surroundings were quiet, and no one dared to speak loudly.

Abacus,

It is the gentleman and wise man who is known as the "only old man".

He, at the moment, was in the same mood as everyone else, his anger was burning in sorrow, and his face was grim.

Because, on the way up the mountain, someone picked up a wooden ruler that was broken in half and handed it to him.

He is no stranger to this wooden ruler, and he is also familiar with the gentlemen's sect and disciples who accompany him. The ruler name "Jing Si" is the portable blade of one of the personal disciples of the only elder, and the ruler never leaves the body, and the ruler is in the person.

And now, the ruler is broken...

"The man must be dead..."

"Judging from the traces on the road, the eight disciples of your Junzi Sect and the other courtyards should have died on that path, this can't be wrong. A strong man with a golden fan looked at a slightly older scholar next to him and said.

Then, he shook his fan and pointed to the depleted vines on the ground: "Hundreds of green vines paved the way, and half of the mountain road collapsed, which buried tens of thousands of vine seeds, to say the least." I guess it's the apricot forest method of the girl who asked the sky... But..."

As he spoke, the speaker looked a little puzzled: "But why is it that the corpses are broken by the butterfly dance technique of our iron door, and what are they doing?"

“......”

Unable to bear the anger, everyone has actually been gloomy for a long time.

This short path of more than 100 zhang is full of mysteries and confusion, which really makes people unable to sort out their thoughts.

"You say..."

A woman with an iron hook took a few steps and came to the crowd and whispered, "Could it be, those two people are really, as rumored, they are here to be wild here." It turned out to be such a coincidence, someone broke it, and then ......"

As she spoke, she put the iron hook on the root of her neck, slashed into the void, and made a throat-slitting motion before continuing: "Annoyed and ashamed, kill people and kill people." ”

"Huh!"

"Quack!"

As soon as the words fell, a handful of cyan bamboo slips were sacrificed in vain, pointing directly at the woman who spoke, "If you talk nonsense again, don't blame me for bullying the small, and now I will tear you up!"

"Cut..."

The woman who was reprimanded didn't seem to be scared at all, but her eyes turned contemptuous, she curled one cheek, and gritted her teeth disdainfully: "It's really shameless... I don't know who's talking nonsense? People can say that the head of the stream is sinking with strychnine and winter feather grass, and the charcoal is burned with bamboo peach, aconite vine, and cow rope flower roots, which is a paralyzing and scattered recipe.

It's poisonous... Attack!"

The woman said the last two words in a slender manner, and without waiting for anyone to reply, she changed her tone and continued: "Besides, the wound in this corpse is a laceration in the front, and the iron injury is in the back, obviously the meat is killed by the vine first and then minced... Don't sue me, you can't even see this!"

"Since they were killed by Qingteng, isn't this the pair of dog men and women who did some ugly things and were discovered by others, and killed people in a fit of anger?"

"Mix... Tent..."

The sharp-toothed woman spoke quickly, and the big Confucian with the bamboo slip was so angry that she couldn't make a sound, and the bamboo slip she raised was about to attack.

The woman was not afraid, her eyes widened, and she looked at this great Confucian mockingly...

"Heh......"

"Brother Blue..."