At this time, the fire was also shining at the entrance of Nanjie, and there was a large group of people holding torches, standing under a wooden stake, and the leader was actually Aunt Hua of Hualou.

Behind her stood a line of swordsmen, and she looked up at the stake with relish, as if there was something rare on it.

With the torches in the hands of these people, everyone in the Gu Lin Inn also saw the things on the stake clearly, and they all looked strange. There was a hideous, deadly head on it, and it was indeed the black tiger of the horse thief leader!

"Ho ho ho, the seventh sister is here! Your little flute stick has done a big thing tonight!" Aunt Hua covered her mouth and smiled at Lin Qigu, "He came to my flower building, not only gave the black tiger a head, but also wiped the neck of the old man in the peach casting house, it's really ...... Heroes are boys!"

"You said that it was killed by the small flute stick, it was killed by the small flute stick, who knows if it was you who ......" Su Da shouted loudly, but as soon as he said half of it, he saw the lame three stretched out his hand to stop him, and didn't let him talk any more.

Lame San and Lin Qigu glanced at each other, and both of them showed a trace of solemnity on their faces, and they could see that Aunt Hua was telling the truth.

Master Tao is seventy or eighty, so naturally he will not go to Hualou to find the second spring. He got together with the horse thief leader Black Tiger, and they were both killed by White Cliff, which already explains a lot of things.

Su Da and Su Er can't see through it, with the experience of Lin Qigu and Lame Three, how can they not understand!

In fact, they went out in night clothes tonight, just to collect the body of Monk Huikong, and by the way, they also wanted to slaughter the black tiger.

The monk's head originally placed on the stake was taken by them, but the monk's body was thrown by those gangsters somewhere. It took them most of the night to find it on the outskirts of Shiyangji, and when they came back, they didn't have time to trouble the black tiger again.

Now that I think about it, the incident with Monk Huikong was just an excuse for the Black Tiger, and their real goal was Gu Lin Inn!

If there is no such thing as Huikong today, I will find other excuses tomorrow.

Originally, I thought that Xiao Lengbang was in trouble and needed them to come forward to settle it, but now it seems that the fool is blocking the gun for the inn!

The frowning brows that the lame three had been frowning finally loosened, straightened his back and stepped forward, lifting the hem of the night clothes, revealing a short knife with a style somewhat similar to the White Cliff Bone Chopping Knife at his waist.

"Aunt Hua, may you tell me where my little flute is?"

"Third Master is polite, Xiaohua is in front of you, but you can't afford to be an aunt!" Aunt Hua looked at the short knife on the lame third waist with some fear, took a step back, hid her body behind the group of swordsmen, and said with a chuckle.

"I don't know where Xiao Leng Bang is, and I don't plan to look for him, anyway, he's not in my flower building! Hehe, this kind of little hero, I admire it tightly! If the old lady is twenty years younger, it is definitely right and wrong for him not to marry!"

After Aunt Hua finished speaking, there was silence in the field. At this time, Hualou also knew that Baiya's murder was not instigated by Lin Qigu.

Thinking about this, whether it was Gu Lin Inn or everyone in Hualou, there was a trace of weirdness and embarrassment on their faces. used to be treated as a small rod for mentally handicapped children, but this time it really shook everyone.

It's like a person who always calls others a fool, and finally finds out that he is the fool!

"Giggles~~" Lin Qigu looked at the head of the black tiger, suddenly laughed and rolled back and forth, her eyes were a little confused, and she turned her head to the lame third and said, "Third master, we have been blind all these years, and we keep a dragon in a fish tank as a loach, and we are still complacent......"

"Seven sisters......" The lame three smiled bitterly, but they didn't know how to comfort Lin Qigu.

He understands Lin Qigu's feelings, because he himself feels the same way now. He didn't know when the fool had come to his senses, but it was clear that the boy hadn't told them what he meant.

Now it seems that they treat the fool as a relative, but the fool only treats them as a benefactor. Killing the black tiger and burning the inn, the fool dissociated himself from the Gu Lin Inn, and would rather block the disaster for everyone in the inn than let everyone bear it together.

Although it was a heroic and chivalrous trip, it also cut off his family relationship with everyone in the inn, how could it not make Lin Qigu extremely sad.

"Third master, the inn is burning, I'm going to take Xiaoxin to Tianshan, let's say goodbye!" Lin Qigu laughed for a long time, finally sighed, and turned around and left a little lonely.

The lame man looked at the back of Lin Qigu and opened his mouth, but he never spoke. Finally, he waved his hand to the Su brothers, shook his head and walked towards the outside of the Shiyang Market.

"Lord, will you just let these two go?" asked a swordsman in a soft voice to Aunt Hua.

"Hehe, then what do you want!" Aunt Hua looked up at the head of the black tiger and said with a chuckle, "Old Man Tao is dead, Gu Lin Inn is gone, and we are the only ones left here, isn't it good?"

......

Three days later, three miles away from the pass in the north of Liangzhou City, an unkempt young man slowly walked from the desert towards the city gate.

In just three days and three nights, the image of White Cliff has changed greatly. Originally, he was only unkempt when he was at the inn, but now he has deep sunken cheeks, yellow face and thin muscles, and lack of food and clothing along the way, worrying that he will be greatly consumed.

In the past three days, for fear of being chased by horse thieves, Baiya has been walking day and night. The Gobi Desert was difficult to discern his direction, so he could only follow the trails left by the caravan, and once he went in the wrong direction.

The only good news was that the wound on the back of his left hand had been scarred, and the broken bone was still his own, leaving an unsightly purple-brown spot.

Monk Huikong didn't lie to him, the little King Kong Pill did have a miraculous effect on external injuries, but it was only one pill a night, and now it happened to be finished.

Maybe it's the relationship between the little King Kong Dan, or maybe it's because Baiya has a time of taking away the boy surnamed Bai. The wound on his left hand gradually made him feel a trace of pain, and the pain nerves of this body were recovering, and he was no longer the painless iron man.

In the past few days, Bai Ya's mind has been a little trance-like. Although the whole process of the incident is clear and clear, he still doesn't understand how he could go from an otaku to suddenly become an iron-blooded tough guy who has the guts to kill three murderers in a row.

In the end, Bai Ya came to a conclusion that made him feel unbelievable, the memory of the boy surnamed Bai in his mind was probably not as he thought, it was just a memory material, and it also profoundly affected him.

Maybe he himself has the chivalrous spirit of the ancients, but when he slashed the gangster to death for Xiaoxin, it is difficult to say whether there is a personal emotional color mixed with the young man surnamed Bai.

Maybe he was aroused by Huikong's death, but it is hard to imagine that an otaku who was cultivated in the era of peace would go to Hualou to kill two people in a row, and finally burned down the Gu Lin Inn.

However, it was he who did all this anyway, not the boy surnamed Bai. No matter how much that memory affected him, Bai Ya felt that he had willingly abandoned the weakness that belonged to the otaku in the past.

"Maybe surviving in this cruel world is not as difficult as I thought!" White Cliff climbed a dirt slope and looked up at the city wall exposed by the horizon in the distance.

"Little Stick!" Just as Bai Ya was looking at the Liangzhou Pass, a familiar shout came from behind him, and he was so startled that he almost fell off the dirt slope.

Bai Ya looked back and found that Su Da and Su Er were walking towards him from a hundred meters away, and behind them was the lame third who was staring at him with a gloomy face.

Bai Ya was full of excitement, and subconsciously wanted to turn his head and run away. However, as soon as he moved his legs, he came back to his senses, and the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a stiff smile that was more ugly than crying, where could he outrun the Su brothers and the lame three.

The Su brothers looked at Bai Ya's legs and necks spinning, with a stiff and stupid look, and they all wanted to laugh a little in their hearts.

However, remembering that this kid had deceived everyone for so long, and had burned down the Gu Lin Inn that they had regarded as their home, forcing away Lin Qigu and Xiaoxin, he was suddenly full of anger and his mood was extremely complicated.

The three of them came to stand in front of the white cliff for more than ten meters, the lame three habitually tilted their heads, and looked at him with their eyes in the corner of their eyes.

"The boy surnamed Bai, Old Man Mo entrusted you to me back then, but he didn't say that you had such deep scheming. How long has it been since I opened my mind, and I actually let Xiao Lao'er and the seventh sister look away. ”

Bai Ya was silent, he really didn't know what to say. Could it be that the little flute stick you know has long been hung up, and my body has been taken away by me.

"Hey, I don't blame you for not wanting to speak. But you also take the little old man and the seventh sister too lightly! Do you think that if you burn down the inn, you will be able to get yourself out of the inn, and those horse thieves will stop jumping at us?"

As he spoke, he felt that his heart was on fire, and he stomped on the tip of his right foot fiercely, and actually inserted it into the rock surface under his feet.

"I've been messing around with my seven sisters in the Gobi Desert for more than ten years, do we still need your little doll to help us carry the grievances of the rivers and lakes?" "Cripple San roared at Bai Ya, "You bastard, if you want to get out, get out of here, don't come back in the future." ”

After the lame three finished speaking, he shook his hand and threw two things. Bai Ya took a look and found that it was a piece of animal skin covered with handwriting and a milky white bead, and the first two small seals of the animal skin were marked with the word "ghost feet".

"The monk's body has been burned, this is his relic! Remember, walk the rivers and lakes in the future, don't embarrass Gu Lin Inn!" the lame shouted three times, turned around and left after shouting, and never looked back at Baiya.

Su Da and Su Er looked at each other, arched their hands towards the white cliff from a distance, and turned away as well.

Bai Ya looked at the animal skins and relics in his hand blankly, and unconsciously burst into tears. Looking at the three black shadows that gradually disappeared into the wind and sand in the distance, they knelt down and solemnly kowtowed.

He felt so embarrassed and clichéd, but he, a big otaku from modern times, only felt choked in his throat at this time, and only in this way could he express the complex emotions in his heart.

......

"Boss, why doesn't the master take the fool with him! He's still so young, can he do it alone?" Su Er looked at Hei San in front of him, and quietly pushed Su Da beside him.

"Hehe, have you forgotten the Buddhist scriptures we saw in the fool's room? Those things must have been entrusted to him by the monk. There are some things he has to do with his own hands, and we can't help. ”

Su Da sighed and explained softly to his brother, "However, don't worry, the fool has been in Shiyangji for so many years, as long as he is not really stupid, he knows how to drive away disasters and avoid disasters." What's more, the master has already given him the ghost foot skill, and with his boning knife technique, he should have the power to protect himself. ”

"What about Seventh Aunt and Xiaoxin, won't they come with us?" Su Er frowned and said with some reluctance.

"Stinky boy, I'm not very old, why is I so mother-in-law, it's not as hard as that fluted stick!" came Hei San's laughing and scolding voice from the front, "The seventh sister is different from me, a lone thief, she is a disciple of the Tianshan Mountains." ”

Back then, her senior brother ignored her infatuation and married a daughter of a family. In a fit of anger, she ran to Shiyangji, where birds don't, to open a store, just because she didn't want others to find her. ”

Hei San sighed and recalled, "Now that it's been more than ten years, it's time for her anger to disappear." If she hadn't been reluctant to let us and the inn go, she would have gone back a long time ago!"

"Speaking of which, the fire of the fool is also burning at the right time, the seventh sister is different from me, an old thing who has been half-cut into the ground, she should not waste her youth in this ruthless and unrighteous desert. ”

Hei San shook his head with a wry smile, "I'm also old, and I'm in love with the place! If it had been changed back then, which round of fools set fire, I would have burned down the inn and forced her to go back! Besides, Xiaoxin is also old enough to learn martial arts, so I just happened to go back to Tianshan with her." ”

"That'...... Master, where are the three of us going now?" Su Er asked with some curiosity.

"Your martial arts foundation has been laid, you can go to the immortal gate you talked about before!" Hei San looked at the Su brothers and smiled, "There is an old guy who still owes the old man a favor, don't let go of this old face, and I want to give you a good future!"

"Master, we'd rather follow you......" Su Da muttered in a low voice.

"Fart, what are you doing with me an old man, looking for a coffin board?" Hei San looked up at the sky and sighed lightly, "What's more, the old man also has some things to do with his own hands, and he can't wait for death to be brought to the grave!"