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In the darkness, figures once again floated across the eaves towards an attic in the far east.

I saw a phantom shadow flickering in the void, as fast as a meteor catching the moon......

At this time, in an attic in the corner of Huangjiabao, a sallow old woman was beating the wooden fish on the incense table, with an old face but silently reciting the Buddha's name.

On the altar in front, a Buddha statue more than half a zhang tall stands solemnly, but it does not lose the compassion of the Buddha. On the incense burner of ancient sè incense on the platform under the Buddha statue, three long incense sticks on a handful of incense sticks have been burned off, and the hazy aroma wafts between the attics.

The dim yellow light peeks through the window, but it is inconspicuous in the moonlight, almost like other pavilions.

Suddenly, a figure floated down from the rooftop. He reached out and pulled away the roof tiles and looked inside. In the darkness, you can't see the figure's expression, but you can hear a slight exhalation.

Just as the figure was pondering, the old woman's voice sounded leisurely, clearly echoing between the attic and the small courtyard: "Since you are here, come in!"

Hearing this, the figure was shocked, and the tiles almost fell. Immediately afterward, I saw that the figure was about to jump down as soon as his feet moved.

At this time, the door of the small courtyard creaked open, and a fat white-haired old man slowly walked in, it was Huang Yan.

Huang Yan yawned slightly and walked into the small courtyard, pushed open the door of the wing room and walked up to the three-story attic. He walked to the Buddha statue, bowed slightly, looked at the old lady, and said with a slight bitterness: "Haha, Xiaorou, I haven't seen you for a few days, my tone doesn't need to be heavy here, it's a husband and wife!"

"The two of us have nothing to say, what are you doing here? Aren't you here to have fun with the old woman?" the old woman's eyes opened slightly, then closed them again, and continued to beat the wooden fish.

"Come and see you, by the way, I want to tell you something!" Huang Yan's fat face trembled, and he said with a sly smile: "In the past few days, two teenagers, a man and a woman, have come to the fort. The man's name is Ye Yu, and the woman's name is Ye Qiao, both of whom are about ten years old. ”

Huang Yan stared at the old woman, and saw that the old woman didn't react much and was not dissatisfied, and continued: "I heard Xiao Yan say that Ye Yu's martial arts are extremely high, I suspect that he is a master or several masters. ”

Huang Yan sat down on a wooden chair and continued: "According to Xiao Yan's description, Weifu thinks that this person should have used the 'Qingying Wuxiang Sword Technique', as for who taught it, you should be able to guess, right?"

"Ji Wuwu, just say whatever you want, right?" the old woman moved slightly, but still said indifferently.

"It's nothing, the husband just thinks that this son may be trained by Ji Wufu. You also know that Yougu and my Huang family have a vendetta against killing women. Today, this son has come to my Huang family, and the husband will definitely not let this person go. Huang Yan looked at the old woman god Limang, couldn't help but be overjoyed, and continued: "Of course, this son's martial arts are extremely high, and his husband is not completely sure that he can take it down. If Xiao Rou is willing to make a move together, it will be easy to do. I believe that with the strength of the two of us, this son will surely die. ”

"You're pretty good at it, if you have anything else to say, just say it?" the old woman snorted coldly and said contemptuously.

"Who do you think of me Huang Yan? The husband just thinks that this son is strange, and if we don't make a move, we will be killed as soon as we make a move, otherwise there will be endless troubles. A trace of weirdness flashed on Huang Yanfei's face, and he replied awkwardly and sincerely.

"That's all?" said the old woman in a deep voice.

Huang Yan lowered his head and groaned for a long time, as if he was a little depressed, and sighed. "You also know what kind of place the Misty Valley is, right? Several of the people in it are all first-class masters of martial arts. If we openly kill this son, we will inevitably invite the revenge of the Misty Valley. ”

Huang Yan spread his hands a little helplessly, turned to stare at the Buddha statue, and said: "When my daughter was killed by them, I was originally going to take revenge, but what my husband was worried about was that he still couldn't compete with the current strength in the fort. Of course, if Xiao Rou is willing to hand over what Yan'er delivered to you back then, I believe our chances of winning will be greater. ”

Hearing this, the old woman suddenly became slight. She stared at Huang Yan closely, her eyes full of hatred, and she smiled shamefully: "In the end, you still don't give up on that thing." Back then, you just threw Yan'er out and ignored it because of this thing, and now you still don't change your mind. I've told you many times that that thing wasn't in the old woman. Even if the old woman has to hand back her child with her own hands, you will die of this heart. ”

"Being a husband is also for our Huang family to be able to occupy a place in the martial arts, and now the Huang family is already in the peep of the hazy valley, so it is important to solve this crisis first. Huang Yan shook his head helplessly, as if he had aged a lot.

"Don't pretend in front of the old woman! You don't have to, just kill the old woman, and then smash all the temples, and maybe you can find some clues." The old woman exhaled deeply, turned her head and closed her eyes and knocked on the wooden fish, but she didn't pay attention to Huang Yan anymore.

Huang Yan smiled awkwardly and started to walk outside the house. Suddenly, he looked back again and reminded, "That kid is looking for something in the castle, probably looking for that thing, you have to put it away yourself." ”

Huang Yan pushed open the courtyard door and walked away, but such a fat body walked like a fly.

The old woman suddenly swept in the direction where Huang Yan left with resentment, and said fiercely: "If it weren't for Xiao Yan, why would the old woman stay here and do it......?"

On the roof of the building, the black figure frowned, but he didn't expect his identity to make Huang Yan guess as much as five or six times. There are also some clues about the cause of his mother's death, and he can't help muttering. This black shadow is sè revenge night rain.

Qiu Yeyu lay quietly on the roof, looking at the old woman beating the wooden fish below, and spontaneously became stunned for a while.

A quarter of an hour passed slowly......

Just as the black sè figure was surging in his heart, the old woman's clear voice came from his ears again: "Little friend, Huang Yan should have gone far." You've been out there for a long time, so come in and let the old woman see you. ”

Qiu Yeyu was frightened, but he was not afraid. I thought that I didn't need to be like this in front of my grandmother, although the other party didn't know my true identity yet.

Qiu Yeyu's figure flickered, swirling in mid-air, and a strange reversal entered through the window, his movements were elegant and neat, almost without a trace of redundancy.

When the old woman saw the skills of the young man in front of her, she couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and said sideways: "It's really rare to have this skill at a young age! If the old woman didn't guess wrong, this light skill should be from the Qingfeng monk, right?"

"Do you know my godfather?" Qiu Yeyu glanced around and asked rhetorically.

As he spoke, he took a few steps closer to the old woman, but he didn't dare to walk directly to his side. In his consciousness, the old woman gave him a feeling of extreme danger, and there seemed to be a chill coming from him.

"Since you are from the secluded valley, the old woman said that she can't leave you in Huangjiabao, it's a pity at a young age. After speaking, the old woman knocked the stick in her hand and flew out, and without warning, she directly attacked the heart of Qiu Yeyu.

And the old woman stood up and turned around, and the Buddhist beads in her hand floated out, floating in the void, there were as many as twelve.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, and Qiu Yeyu, who suddenly felt that the danger was coming, was slightly on one side of his body, and knocked on the stick to pass by. At the same time, Qiu Yeyu flew backwards with his feet, and there were phantoms.

"Brush ...... Brush ......" twelve Buddha beads hovered and flew out, and there were sparks flying across the void, and at a glance you knew that it was not an extraordinary thing.

Qiu Yeyu was shocked and hurriedly flew up again, but the space in the house was really limited, so he saw a few of him spinning up through the roof tiles and falling lightly on the corner of the roof.

A dull thud came from below, as if something was bursting. In the hole pierced by Qiu Yeyu, a little light was slightly revealed.

Qiu Yeyu was sad for a while.

When the light had passed, he floated lightly again, and floated in again through the window he had flown into. However, the wooden windows that had been closed had been shattered.

Qiu Yeyu stared at the old woman intently, and her heart was full of pain. There seems to be a lot to say, but I don't know how to say it.

"Sure enough, it's a person from the valley, and the 'Seven Spiral Steps with the Wind' have actually been practiced to the seventh turn, so you must be a descendant of the valley?" the old woman looked at Qiu Yeyu with wide eyes, and emphasized with conviction.

Qiu Yeyu watched the old woman's almost crazy actions, and her bitter mood gradually became cold. It's hard to find that little bit of family affection, and I'm almost disheartened.

However, it was still difficult for him to really give up, thinking that it was all because he didn't have time to identify himself. In a hurry, he hurriedly explained: "Although the younger generation is a disciple of Yougu, he is not a descendant, at most he is a descendant. And ......"

"Whatever you say, the old woman must kill you. Now that the old woman can't leave this place, she can only take your life to relieve the old woman's resentment. The old woman looked at Qiu Yeyu's slightly emaciated face and thin body with resentment, and said with murderous intent.

As she spoke, the old woman flew towards Qiu Yeyu with five fingers and claws, and a tyrannical murderous aura spread faintly, and her martial arts were not weak.

Qiu Yeyu felt a pain in his heart, and his steps rose again, and his body shook strangely to avoid the old woman's unbeatable blow. He didn't make a move to resist anything, just blindly dodged.

The old woman was slightly stunned, and the claw shadow grabbed back, and she was about to disemboweh Qiu Yeyu if she grabbed it.

Qiu Yeyu's body swirled, and he was able to avoid the belly attack, but he was still grabbed and took away a piece of clothes the size of a palm.

In the broken area, blood slowly spilled from the four scratches. What's even more bizarre is that a few wisps of faint gray sè at the scratch gradually thickened.