On the side of the day, the white belly of the fish was revealed, and the Xiaojian Villa began to operate again and again, but the owner of the village, Qin Yiyang, was about to have a big birthday, and the village was more festive than before. The guests of the www.biquge.info Pavilion were greeting, bustling, the gangs from all over the world, the long-lost long-awaited, the long-awaited long-awaited. In normal times, Qin Yuan would be happy to join this excitement, but now, he feels that this excitement is unbearable for him, and he just wants to find a quiet place to sit, or sink his head into the cold water to make his thinking stagnate, but all this is his wishful thinking. As the young owner of Xiaojian Villa, how could he stay out of such a big happy event, so he could only force himself to smile and arrange various affairs of the villagers.

Once he accepted being busy, even if he was forced, it made Qin Yuan have no time to touch his previous troubles, but it made his heart a lot clearer. However, since his father-in-law instructed him to act as an agent for Zhuangzhong's affairs, Qin Yuan has not seen him for two days. In the early morning of this day, Qin Yuan got up a little early, thinking that he would go to say goodbye to his father-in-law first. The father-in-law lived in a small courtyard in the southeast of the villa, and it was necessary to pass through an arch to enter and exit the courtyard. Qin Yuan pressed the hilt of his sword on alert, and quickly scanned the surroundings of the courtyard, and found that in the northeast corner of the courtyard, there seemed to be something lying in wait, curled up in a ball. Qin Yuan drew his sword in his hand, walked closer, and gently touched the thing. Maybe it was because the sword in Qin Yuan's hand was too sharp, or maybe it was because the skin of the thing was "blown and broken", and a pile of thick and sticky liquid flowed out of the wound, like an open rice bag, followed by a foul smell that had been rotten for a long time. Qin Yuan hurriedly held his breath and retreated, but he still inhaled a little, and suddenly felt that his throat and eyes were salty, his consciousness was in a trance, and his internal organs were burning. Frightened, Qin Yuan hurriedly held his breath, cut off a small piece of clothing, covered his mouth and nose, and rushed into his father-in-law's room without hesitation, leaning against the door of the house, tearing off the placket covering his face, and breathing heavily.

"Yuan'er, why are you so embarrassed?" Hearing the movement outside, Qin Yiyang walked out, and suddenly saw Qin Yuan panting with disgust on his face, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly,

"Father-in-law... Outside... Outside..."Qin Yuan couldn't figure out what he saw just now, and he was incoherent for a while.

"Why are you so flustered, it doesn't look like it!" Qin Yiyang frowned and opened the door.

"Father-in-law, be careful!, the smell is poisonous!" Qin Yuan reminded loudly behind him.

Qin Yiyang snorted and walked in the courtyard, seemingly unaware of the diffuse "poisonous gas". He looked around the courtyard, spotted the monster as well, and stepped forward in surprise. Qin Yuan covered his mouth and nose with the placket of his torn clothes again, and followed behind his father-in-law, seeing that his father-in-law had nothing to do, he only said that his internal cultivation was already difficult to invade, but he didn't dare to try it anyway. Qin Yiyang came to the front of the object and carefully inspected it, the small opening that Qin Yuan had drawn with his sword just now had been sealed by the outflow of something, but the stench had not diminished in the slightest.

"Yuan'er, stand back!" Qin Yiyang turned around and waved his hand at Qin Yuan, signaling not to approach.

When he turned around, the blue qi on his face suddenly appeared, his right arm moved slightly, the object had been flipped to the ground, his left hand was flat, and the form of the object changed from curled up to stretched. In this way, Qin Yuan behind him could also see clearly, in fact, this was not a monster originally, but a person! What kind of destruction can torture a person like this? This person has withered like rotten wood above the waist, like a layer of rough paper on top of the bones, his face has become a skeleton, there are only two holes left in his eyes, but below the waist is like a newly filled fat intestine, a little touch, seven meat and eight vegetables will gush out, and it will stink, no wonder Qin Yuan fled from the desert under the touch just now. At this moment, Qin Yuan's surprise when he first saw it was really far from his current disgust, so much so that he couldn't stop retching.

"Yuan'er, hand over the sword!" Qin Yiyang commanded. Qin Yuan was already speechless, his hands trembled and he untied the sword at his waist and sent the hilt over. Qin Yiyang stretched out his right hand, and it seemed that he just squeezed it lightly on the hilt of the sword, and then withdrew his hand again, but then there was a humming sound in the air due to the violent shaking of the metal. Then the two parietal bones of the man's skull on the ground were placed on both sides, and the bones were as new as new, and there were no signs of chiseling.

"Fengyun Electric Sword!" Qin Yuan blurted out, as if he had suddenly regained his spirit, his eyes were blazing, and he was full of worship for his father-in-law. This move is the fifth move of the thirteen strokes of the Xiao Sword, the main part of the sword is three inches up, paying attention to fast, steady, accurate, and tough, just now Qin Yiyang made a move, and with a slight change, the skull of the person was cut off instantly.

is the so-called: between the electric light and flint, the sword whistling lightly, there is a sound slowly, and the sound of the sheath is not endless.

As a result, the skull of the man who had died was now in the sun, and amazingly, it was empty, without a drop of brain marrow.

"Could it be him..."Qin Yiyang tightened his eyebrows, and before he could think about it, a person appeared in his mind.

"Father, what you said were..."

"Yuan'er, a long time ago, my father had a close friend, who was like a brother, but later he was obsessed with the martial arts of the evil sect, so that he went mad and broke with me!" Referring to the past, Qin Yiyang was saddened, pointed to the body on the ground and said: "The tricks in this person's body are quite similar to the kung fu he practiced at that time. But he has long since disappeared, and it is rumored that this person is no longer alive!"

"Who is that person?" Qin Yuan asked curiously,

"This person's surname is Ji, his name is Bloody Heart, and he is nicknamed Thousands of Miles of Lonely Soul!" Qin Yiyang said faintly.

"Is it him!?" Qin Yuan gasped and pointed to the zombie on the ground, "Could it be that what this person is in is the one who smells and changes color in the rivers and lakes?"

"My father also guessed like this, if this is the case, I am afraid that there will be another bloody storm in the martial arts!" Qin Yiyang said worriedly.

"Father-in-law doesn't have to mind, I want my Xiaojian Mountain Villa to be famous, and I am still afraid of a demon?!" Although he witnessed the tragic situation, Qin Yuan was still fearless.

"That's true!" Qin Yiyang's mouth was gently reconciled, and his figure had spread out in all corners of the courtyard. When he returned to Qin Yuan, Qin Yiyang already had a few more things in his hand. Qin Yuan took it and looked at it, and it turned out to be a few broken pieces of porcelain and a wisp of rags. Qin Yuan fiddled with it a little, and formed a broken figure of the four porcelain pieces, which seemed to be a circle, and the cyan handwriting on the "circle" was faintly recognizable, one was the serious word "Su", and the other upper part was already mutilated, and only a "wood" character appeared.

"Su Mu..."Qin Yuan muttered a few times, and suddenly patted his head,

"Father-in-law, the cups, saucers and bowls in the village all have the word 'Xiao Qin' at the bottom! Could it be that this person..."Qin Yuan said, his eyes fell on the wisp of broken cloth, his fingers twisted a few times, and speculated: "This seems to be the color of the clothes in the dining room!"

"Since this is the case, this matter will be explained to you, and you must find out!" Qin Yiyang commanded.

"Yes, but how is this person settled?" Qin Yuan asked, pointing to the man on the ground.

"I'll hand it over to my father here, there have been a lot of people in the village recently, and we must not leak the news!" Qin Yiyang admonished.

"The child understands!" Qin Yuan clenched his fists to receive the order, and the afterglow swept over the poor man, mixed with a little embarrassment, and after a little thought, he walked towards the location of the dining room.