"Ah, don't kill me!"

"Hero, spare your life!"

"Run, this murderous demon who doesn't blink!"

At the junction of Yuzhou and Jizhou, on the Heifeng Gang, there is a notorious bandit den. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The fierce and powerful bandits of the green forest are fleeing with their heads in all directions at the moment, and behind them is a burly man in black with a long sword in charge.

The three-foot long sword was still dripping with hot blood, and beside him, there were all corpses that had been sealed by a sword, and the figures were crowded, shrinking into inches, and in the blink of an eye, several more people died under his sword.

"Brush

brush

brush

The sword light flashed, and Dou Da's head fell to the ground, and there was still a trace of horror in his eyes.

Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, not that they will not be rewarded, but the time has not yet come.

"Bang dang!"

When the last figure fell, the black figure stopped its figure, and the long sword in his hand was put into the sheath, which was Yan Chixia, who had left Qingzhou and traveled around.

"Goo-dong!"

After taking out the gourd on his waist and pouring a sip of green wine, he went down the mountain, and behind him, the fire broke out, and the corpses turned into ashes in the flames, and the souls went to hell.

He burned too many such cottages, and he killed too many bandits like this, and his heart was numb.

In the troubled times, virtue has been lost, most of humanity has been wiped out, the wicked people who can't be killed, the world that can't be saved, and the demons that can't be extinguished.

He has seen and heard too much, he has seen too much, and there are countless killings in his hands, and he has beheaded people and demons on his sword, just to have a clear conscience.

The world has become muddy

There is no distinction between good and evil

But ask for a clear conscience

Swing the world with a sword

The rough singing from near and far, lingering in the air, for a long time, a faint murderous aura permeated, and the frightened beasts in the mountains fled in all directions.

After he got off Heifenggang, he didn't stop, and continued to follow the path while it was still early, heading towards the central part of Yuzhou.

Hanging a three-foot sword on the left, hanging a wine jug on the right, wearing a linen robe, stepping on samurai boots, facing the spring rain and the spring breeze.

Yuzhou is thousands of miles wide, the folk customs are quite strong, he came along the way, the road met countless strongmen, none of the big evildoers escaped, all died under the sword, the little evildoers, punished them, let them reform themselves.

It took him about half a month to cross half of Yuzhou, stop and go, and it was a different taste.

On this day, the warm sun is rising, the sun is shining, the cold air in the mountains and forests begins to fade slowly, and a breeze blows, and a few wisps of cold air are biting.

Yan Chixia walked on this narrow official road, he was naturally not bothered by this kind of cold and heat, and he stepped out in one step, which was three zhang away, just a few breaths of time, and then disappeared at the foot of the mountain.

"Guobei County!"

After turning around the hills, he finally saw a boundary monument, on which were written in three big characters crookedly, surrounded by wild grass more than one person high, and obviously no one had been here for a long time.

Behind the boundary monument, there is a one-zhang wide path, lined with towering trees, blocking the sun's rays, which is particularly eerie and terrifying.

He didn't hesitate, he stepped directly on the dark path and walked towards Guobei County, where he knew.

When he was still serving as the chief catcher in the seven northern provinces, he heard Han Li mention it, and at that time, Guobei County was a very rich place, even if Yuzhou was famous, but he came all the way, but it was a deserted road, and he didn't even see a passerby, which couldn't help but make Yan Chixia feel a little doubtful in her heart.

After walking along the path for two hours, the sun was already hanging straight in the sky, and he finally stepped out of the barren mountain, and a small city came into view.

desolate

This is his first feeling of Guobei County, the wind and sand flying in the sky, turning into a yellow canopy over the city.

It's March season, and it's supposed to be the time when everything is reviving and full of vitality, but the city is a dead silence, with yellow sand everywhere you look, and there's no trace of green in sight.

"It's weird!"

He sighed lightly in his mouth, and then did not stop, and flew up, like a flying swallow in the sky, straight for a hundred feet, and after a few breaths, he landed steadily at the gate of the city.

A few listless soldiers were guarding there, but they were frightened by Yan Chixia's sudden appearance and fled, shouting "The monster is coming!", and then disappeared without a trace.

"Phew, bad luck, what the hell is this place!"

The wind and sand are also howling in the city, and the people who blow can't open their eyes, and there are few pedestrians on the streets, and they all look hurried.

"Hey, this brother, may I ask ......" Before Yan Chixia finished speaking, the man ran away, leaving only a sentence of neurosis.

Then he found a few more people, but they were all the same, all looking at him with the kind of foolish eyes, but after half a day, no news was asked.

"Is that how people treat their guests here?" he muttered to himself, dejected.

In the end, I found a dilapidated inn in the northwest corner.

"Bang Bang Bang"

"Anyone?"

He was about to break the gates before he called them.

"Is there anything wrong with you?" asked a figure whispering as she winced as the door opened.

"Of course it's a hotel, otherwise what else can you do?" Yan Chixia almost roared, the long sword on her waist swayed, making a crisp sound, and in line with his burly figure and that rough face, the man was directly startled, and hurriedly opened the door to welcome him in.

"Guest officer, this is the first time you have come to Guobei County, right?" asked the shopkeeper cautiously.

Yan Chixia put down her chopsticks before she spoke: "It's the first time I've come, but I remember that Guobei County wasn't what it is now!"

"What the hell is going on?" he asked curiously.

The shopkeeper's face was sad, as if he remembered something, and he continued to speak: "Back then, our Guobei County was famous in Yuzhou, and at that time, the Han family in the county seat was even more famous, and it was extremely rich, but I don't know what the reason was, the Han Mansion moved out of the county a few years ago, and since then Guobei County has begun to decline. ”

"But even if it declines, it won't become like this, right?" Yan Chixia interjected.

"That's because we've got a youkai here!" shopkeeper's eyes were full of fear.

"On the first day when the Han family moved away, Lanruo Temple turned into a ruin, and none of the thousands of monks remained, so there was the courage to run up to see it, it was a miserable one, and even the mountain opened a huge crack!"

"Which Han Mansion head you are talking about is called Han Li?"

"yes, how do you know?" asked the shopkeeper curiously.

Yan Chixia smiled and said, "Listen to what others say!"

"Where's the youkai you're talking about?"

"In Lanruo Temple, let me tell you, in the past few years, I don't know how many people have died there, and it is said that there are female ghosts with hooked souls!"

"Have you ever seen a female ghost?"

The shopkeeper shook his head.

"Where is Lanruo Temple?" Yan Chixia took out a piece of broken silver from her bosom and threw it to the shopkeeper, then walked out of the inn and rushed in the direction of Lanruo Temple.

Only the confused shopkeeper was left behind, staring blankly at the silver in his hand, and only came back to his senses after half a ring.

"Alas, another one to die!"

。。。。。。。。

Different from the yellow sand in Guobei County, the closer you get to Lanruo Temple, the taller and denser the trees here are, covering the sky and the sun, completely covering the ground.

Moreover, the feeling here is gloomy, a cold that penetrates deep into the soul, in the dense forest, corpses can be seen everywhere, there are people, there are all kinds of fierce beasts, and even in broad daylight, you can hear many terrible beast roars, which makes people's scalp numb.

But how could these scare Yan Chixia, he had seen anything more terrifying than this, and stepped directly into the dense forest, walking slowly towards the top of the mountain along the faintly visible stone slabs.

Half a pillar of incense is not enough, a dilapidated ancient temple appears in front of you, the broken temple wall, the collapsed temple and those broken Buddha statues, you can vaguely see the previous prosperity.

The whole ruins occupy a very wide area, almost half a mountain, some places still leave some buildings, on the far right of the gate, a three-foot-high deserted tablet is engraved with the two big characters of "Lan Ruo", there is an obvious break on the top, which is directly cut off by a force.

There is no doubt that this is Lanruo Temple.