Suddenly, a gust of night breeze blew, swaying the hollow fence that had just been repaired, the white thatch that was tied together by strings, and the pale white sleeves fluttering.

I saw that under the stars and on the floating grass, there was a white dress.

It is Wang Manxiu, who holds the head of the ring, standing on a dirt slope in front of the village fence and in front of a rock, raising his eyebrows slightly, concentrating on the moon, and the green silk is lightly raised.

The seer saw that his clothes were white and spotless...... I think this is because the blood stains and different colors of the past have gone with the strange breath, and I don't know which land they have fallen on, so that they can return him to the cleanliness of the past, and goodbye his face is pale and bloodless...... I think it's because of the flow of breath, taking away the dirt on his clothes and taking away a bit of the spirit in his body, which makes him look so haggard at the moment.

It was so haggard that when the bright and hazy moonlight fell silently on his face, it was as if he could already glimpse the craggy bones under his skin.

But Wang Manxiu didn't care about this.

He just tilted his head slightly, like the moonlight shining on his face, and let his clear gaze look at the half moon hanging high in the sky.

Tonight, the moon sets.

It is October 18 of the Gregorian calendar of the Great Dream, and it is also the September 23 of the old calendar of the real dragon.

It is seventy-four days before the big and small Xuanwu on New Year's Day next year.

Seventy-four days.

Say long is not long, say short is not short.

For a trip to the Western Regions and a climb to the condensing forest, it is long.

For learning a style of Qimen and knocking a sword royal court, it is short.

...... It's too short.

It's too short, really.

"Knock!"

Suddenly, there was a loud tremor and exploded in front of Bai Yi's body.

Not thunder, not wind, not torrential rain.

It was Wang Manxiu who suddenly drew his knife out of the sheath, bent down and slashed at the rock in front of him.

Shi Jian, the knife is sharper.

There was a tremor, and then a flash of golden light, and several sinuous cracks leaped over the gray rock, like a spider's web.

The knife is sharp, and the stone is stronger.

In the end, it was just a two-inch-deep ravine, and it failed to cut it in two and split it in two.

But the two-inch-deep ravine was enough to inlay the ring-headed knife in it.

However, three moments later, Wang Manxiu closed his eyes and took a light breath, let go of his right hand holding the knife, threw away the pitch-black scabbard in his left palm, and slowly straightened up.

Then, he lifted his fingers to puff the hair that hung down in front of him, and raised his eyes again to gaze at the sky.

The moonlight is bright, the stars are shining, and the night sky is intersecting.

His arms were sore, his chest and abdomen were bore, and his expression was dull.

In the past three weeks, Wang Manxiu realized it for the first time.

If he's just him, then what exactly is he...... How fragile.

Although no one has personally said about his current realm, no one has said that he is now just a twenty-man enemy...... There is no Wanxiang, no Qin Yugu, no Yin Shao, and no Lingyue.

But paper can't hold the fire after all.

During these three weeks, Wang Manxiu was vaguely aware of the Qimen realm that he thought was only slowing down because he was seriously injured, and he thought that he could get back the Qimen realm in time...... They were all gone, and they were far away from him early.

He's only a twenty-man enemy.

If it is placed in the ordinary Qimen house, it can be regarded as a twenty-person enemy who can be seen in the past.

If one wants to climb the condensation forest again, he is undoubtedly a twenty-man enemy who is talking about a dream.

One......

"Enough!"

It's the voice of the white cloth himself.

I saw him suddenly frown and close his eyes, suddenly flicked his sleeves and turned back, turned his back to Mingyue, and said sharply, "Such a complaining thing is not my character...... Wang Manxiu, don't think about it anymore!"

He was talking to himself.

"Wang Manxiu, Wang Manxiu, you still have seventy-four days...... Seventy-four days! Not seven days! Not four days! And a full seventy-four days!"

I saw him clenching his teeth and holding his hands behind his back, like a bookkeeper who was calculating the account books in a restaurant, and recited in pieces while calculating, "Learn six knocks in seventy-four days, then as long as you learn one knock in nine days, you can come in time, you can have time......

Then, as if he didn't know who he was arguing with, Bai Yi suddenly flicked his sleeves again, turned back to Mingyue, closed his eyes and said angrily, "What is wishful thinking? Wishful thinking? Yes, that's right, this [Knocking on the King's Court] is indeed a first-class Qimen, the most excellent Qimen, and it usually takes three or five years to practice before you can learn some fur Qimen......

"But I already know the first knock, don't I?!But the second knock is exactly the same as the first knock in terms of technique, isn't it?!I just don't know the meaning of the word 'clear light sword'...... If only I could know the meaning of those three words, I would ...... I'm sure I'll be able to learn this second knock!"

As he spoke, Wang Manxiu turned sideways again, took a step forward to float the grass, then put his left palm behind his back, clenched his right hand tightly in front of his chest, lowered his head and said urgently, "Learn this second knock, and then learn the third knock and the fourth knock...... It won't be late, it won't be late! I will definitely be able to learn it before the big and small Xuanwu, and I will definitely be able to catch up with Miss Yan to be ...... Was-"

"Poof-"

It was a laugh.

A strange laugh suddenly caught in my ears.

Come to think of it, the owner of this laughing voice is not Wang Manxiu, who is full of words at this time-he probably hasn't learned ventriloquism.

"What people!"

Wang Manxiu waved his sleeves and turned around in an instant, and a pair of bright eyes immediately looked at the place where the voice came from.

I saw that under the moonlight, five feet away, among the floating grass and trees that were three feet high, five majestic figures slowly climbed up, lined up, and looked towards him.

Bai Yi was stunned, his eyebrows slightly raised, and he was stunned by what he saw—not because he suddenly saw five strong men appear a few feet behind him...... It's just that the dressing of these five strong men is really shocking.

The third of the five, the big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, wore a rounded horned helmet with a broken horn on his head, a pair of iron nail shoulder pads on his shoulders, a silver carved heart guard on his chest, a tiger skin skirt with a ring around his waist, and a pair of animal skin boots on his feet—and he had no other clothes on him except these five things that were really not considered 'clothes'.

And the four men around the big man are all dressed similarly, that is, they don't have the horn helmet on the big man's head, and the heart goggles on their chests have been replaced with brass and bronze, which is obviously less majestic in comparison.

But in any case, this kind of dress is too impactful for the young Wang Manxiu.

Although he was young, he went to the military and lived in Yonghua, and then came to the Western Regions...... But he had never seen such a rough and unclothed dress.

He is well-informed, but he has really never seen this meeting.

And before Wang Manxiu came back to his senses, the strong man with horns in the head suddenly tilted his head slightly, and looked at the man on his left side with unkind eyebrows - it was he who laughed out loud when everyone was hiding in the floating grass just now.

Seeing that the strong man with horns looked at him with a good face, the man hurriedly raised his arm obediently, smiled twice, and said softly, "Boss, this can't be blamed on me, is it? This little brother is so funny, he doesn't sleep here in the middle of the night and talks to himself...... Hey, I'm afraid he's not out of his mind, right? Boss, he's not going to be a madman, is he? If he's crazy, how are we going to ...... with the cave master?"

"Okay, you don't talk about it, don't talk about it. ”

The horned man waved his hand impatiently, interrupting the man's voice. The man smiled and stopped talking.

Then he saw the strong man with horns turn around, took two steps towards the white clothes, and hugged his fists with a 'snap', as if saluting and threatening, and said in a deep voice, "Little brother, have you ever seen Lao Tzu's wild boar?"

Lao Tzu's is still a wild boar.

Wang Manxiu was slightly stunned when he heard this, came back to his senses, thought for a while, and suddenly understood what the strong man with horns was talking about.

It's no wonder, he still wondered how such a fierce beast with teeth and claws managed to get to the outer circle of the cloister...... It seems that the mystery has been revealed.

But although Wang Manxiu already had an answer in his heart, he still took a light breath first, waved his sleeves and made a series at the strong man with horns, and asked with a polite smile, "Dare to ask Your Excellency what the beast you have seen looks like?"

The five strong men were each slightly stunned, probably not expecting that the person in front of them would be so polite and calm.

They looked at each other, and the strong man with the horns took another step forward, and replied in a deep voice, "Little brother, Lao Tzu's wild boar, brown and yellow, with bulging front shoulders, a large dark black mane on its back, and a pair of good fangs on its mouth, it is a fierce and hideous beast...... Little brother, have you ever seen—"

"Yes. ”

It was Bai Yi who opened his mouth without hesitation.

Then, he stepped forward to meet the strong man with horns, smiling and brushing his sleeves.

"I also roasted it and ate it. ”

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