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The autumn wind is swaying, and a few half-withered fallen leaves are floating in the wind. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe scattered moonlight shines down and is reflected on the stone steps of the Reclining Buddha Temple in Ganzhou, which looks mysterious and desolate. There was a dead body lying next to the stone table in front of the court: a green shirt and cloth shoes, a white face and a long beard, this person was stabbed in the back, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Under the dilapidated porch of the temple stood two men in black. Looking at the male corpse in the courtyard, one of the Humpty Dumpty men sighed and said, "If you kill him, you are bound to get into trouble?" Si Wencheng is a civil official in charge of the treasury and silver, his official position is not high but his position is important, and he died violently in the wilderness for no reason, and the capital may send someone to investigate this matter...... "Another tall man stood in the shadow of the pillar, tall and thin, the moon shadow was mottled and the light was dim, and he couldn't see his face clearly, this person rubbed his palms, breathed a little urgently, and said: "Si Wencheng has discovered our secret - I promised to give him 10,000 taels of silver to shut him up." I don't want this old ghost to have a weak personality, but his temper is strong, not only do he not accept the silver ticket, but he also has to accuse his boss, and in my eagerness, I have to coax him so far, and the result is ......"

The short and fat man shook his head and sighed, "You are too reckless. Not only will this not help, but it may also expose ourselves, and our business has just begun, and the slightest mistake in the whole plan will be in vain?"

The tall man was startled and lost his voice and said, "Master, what should I do then?"

Humpty Dumpty smiled and pondered for a moment: "It's okay, let me think about it, maybe there can be a way to solve it." It is said that Yin Liufang, the imperial historian, and Fang Qinyu, the squire of the military department, visited the area of Ganzhou for a private visit to investigate the defection of the barracks, and if a handle falls into their hands, it will be a big trouble......" The tall man nodded and said, "I must be careful." The short and fat man smiled again, looked at the moon with his hands, and sighed faintly: "The moonlight is good tonight." If it weren't for a dead man lying next to him, who had lost his interest, maybe we could have composed a few poems? Don't you know, in the early years, I also studied hard in the cold window, longed for the imperial examination to become famous, chanted the wind and the moon, and even became obsessed with poetry writing......"

The tall man glanced at the dead body in the courtyard, panicking in his heart, he didn't fully understand what the other party said, he just blindly arched and nodded, and responded: "Yes, master, you are right." ”

Daredevil

The city is home to a killer who is called the Night Demon.

The "Night Demon" always appears in the middle of the night, covered in a black scarf, carrying a strange sword, and stealing people's lives. Like a sudden spring rain, it comes and goes, without a trace. No one knows its real name, where it came from, what it looks like, and everyone who knows it is dead.

Yun Poyue is bent on finding the "Night Demon" and fighting him to the death.

A year ago, the clouds broke through the moon from a distant countryside. When he was seventeen years old, he had not yet seen the bustle of the city, and in his vision, all that was clear was the dead trees and glaciers of the countryside, wild birds and goats, a dusty road, endless mountains and lone wolves in the mountains. Yun Poyue lost her father very early and lived with her widowed mother. The mother and son are cultivating a few acres of thin fields, barely able to make ends meet, and the mother hopes that he will leave the house and go out to break through, maybe the son can save a few dollars so that he can come back to ask for a wife?

So Yun Poyue came to the city with a luggage roll, and was introduced to work in a timber mill to earn money. He and a dozen ragged men carried wood for six dollars a day, and if they could support it, they could earn another three more if they continued to work at night. But each person must come up with two dollars a day to honor the boss, otherwise he will work with the foreman to make things difficult for you and make you roll up and get out. Three hundred and sixty lines, there is a boss in the line, the boss does not work, he reaches out for money from above, and even spits in people's faces when he is unhappy, and no one dares to express resistance.

Yun Poyue did it for thirteen days, and when the foreman with a mouth full of yellow teeth and a pair of fish-eyes yelled at him, he couldn't help but stand up and throw a punch - the foreman was bleeding from his mouth and spit out two teeth, and Yun Poyue was also beaten by his men, and his work career was over.

Yun Poyue began to drift around. He walked down the street with a cabbage-colored face and tangled hair, no different from a beggar on the street. There was a lot of food on the street: steamed buns, fried cakes, and oranges and bananas with the aroma of red apples, tormenting his depleted stomach. Yun Poyue walked forward with his head bored, and accidentally bumped into a woman.

The woman was dressed in a glamorous outfit, with yellow hair and blue eyeshadow, a thin waist with augmented breasts, and two large gold rings hanging from her ears. The woman took a step back and scolded, "Hey, poor boy, how do you walk? Yun Poyue didn't feel angry in her heart, clenched her fists and asked, "Who are you scolding?" The woman was not afraid, she took a step closer, straightened her chest and said: "What's the matter, you still want to beat people, and the stinky one who wants to eat steps on other people's feet and play hooligan?"

Yun Poyue gritted her teeth and said, "You ****." ”

The woman was like a mad dancer with her hands piercing, scratching Yun Poyue: "You dare to scold me, you stinky rascal, shameless ......" Yun Poyue retreated again and again.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a long robe not far away called loudly: "Qinghong, do you still want to buy a bracelet and necklace, master, I don't have time to accompany you? The woman immediately smiled and said in a coquettish voice, "Okay, okay, here we are." She turned her head to face Yun Poyue, smiled, and said sharply: "Hillbilly, you have the ability to find the 'Night Demon', and the government has offered a reward for the criminals who are arrested, a full thousand taels of silver." Take him, famous, rich, and beautiful for two days?But I see that you don't have these two moments, and you want your food all your life, right?"

The city is lit up at night, pedestrians are crowded, and the streets and alleys are crowded with people visiting the night market.

The famous place of Ganzhou City is Wanhualou. Especially at night, there are so many women in heavy makeup and delicate clothes under the lights, who twist and pinch and pose to attract men who are full of alcohol and spend a lot of money.

In the exquisite private room of Wanhualou, the candle shadow flickered, reflecting the bodies of a pair of **** on the bed. The woman's waist is slender and sharp, needless to say, the man's skin is smooth and the flesh is even, and it is actually well maintained. The man lay on his back on the bed, and the woman bent over and got up, undressed, and wiped his sweat with a silk scarf. She gasped and whispered slightly: "Fang Gongzi, you are young, you are famous in the world, you actually know Fengyue Kung Fu very well?" Fang surnamed Gongzi squinted slightly, and said with a smile: "Qinghong, what are the methods of this son? Qinghong was naked: "It's all up to Fang Gongzi's appreciation." Fang Gongzi got up and dressed, and after the tie was finished, he turned around and threw down a piece of silver: "If you are rewarded, take it to buy new clothes." Qinghong sat on the bed, surrounded by the brocade quilt to expose the white flesh on her chest, and stored it with a smile. Fang Gongzi said goodbye and walked out of Wanhua Building.

The night outside the building was dim, there were no stars or moons in the sky, and there was no light in all directions. There are a few street lamps lit in the distance, flickering on and off, and they look like ghosts at a glance. Fang Gongzi walked forward and walked into the darkness, he turned the alley, and a mysterious man in black in front of him suddenly came into view.

The man in black was slender, covered with a black scarf, and carrying a simple sword behind him, he intervened and stood as steady as Mount Tai: "Are you Fang Qinyu?" Fang Gongzi stopped and replied: "Yes." Who are you, what are you looking for me? Are you the legendary murderous 'Night Demon'? The man in black said leisurely: "You don't need to know too much, you just need to know one thing: someone told you to die." Tomorrow you won't see the rising sun?" Fang Qinyu said, "Is my head very valuable?" It seems that Si Wencheng must have been killed by you as well. I don't understand, with your skills, why do you want to kill a petty official in charge of the treasury?" The man in black grinned: "Si Wencheng was not killed by me, believe it or not." Do you want to know the secret, so you have to ask Master Si in person?" Fang Qinyu said calmly: "'Night Demon', you insist on killing me, do what you want, do it-"

The man in black drew his sword from its sheath, flicked it and said, "Shame on the collar." Sword Ruolong Yin slashed into the wind, and the blade went straight to Fang Qin Yu's neck. Fang Qinyu was stunned, the "Night Demon" seemed to be an ordinary sword, but it contained the most complicated moves: eight swords in one style, covering all aspects, the sword light was like a snowflake, and the eight directions of the front and back, left and right, up and down, completely blocked the opponent's retreat. At this moment, don't talk about Fang Qinyu and his noble son, even if he is a well-informed master, he will not be able to escape this fierce and powerful sword!

A sword was slashed, with a loud bang, and the two swords struck each other and sparks splashed everywhere. A sword from top to bottom to meet the attack of the "Night Demon". In front of Fang Qinyu, a young man in a green coat with arrow sleeves suddenly appeared, his long hair fluttering, and his eyes calm. The "Night Demon" flipped in the air, his body turned sharply, and the sword and long sword in both hands slashed down in the air, and the sword aura within ten zhang was overwhelming! The branches shook the hunting wind, and the leaves suddenly grabbed up, and spun rapidly in the night sky, and then the pieces shattered like rain...... The boy retreated and blood-stained sleeves. "Night Demon" misses a blow, takes advantage of the momentum to soar and glide for several feet, ghostly and hidden in the night, and disappears.

The young man in Tsing Yi turned around and asked your son, "Lord Fang, it doesn't matter to you. Fang Qinyu shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay, you're injured?" The young man pursed his lips and smiled, and replied: "It's okay, cut a little skin." Fang Shilang, are you okay all the way?"

Lord Fang's eyes were stunned, and he asked in surprise, "Who are you, how do you know my identity?"

The young man in Tsing Yi pressed his sword and said: "Recently, the Tatars have collected 200,000 troops, and their activities are frequent, and they obviously have the intention of attacking! The Holy Lord has secretly ordered the general troops of the two prefectures of Shaanxi and Liang to lead their troops westward and garrison Ganzhou. The army has not moved the grain and grass first, and hundreds of thousands of stone grain and grass and millions of taels of silver have been transported in advance and included in the state warehouse, although this is a top-secret news, but as the squire of the military department, Lord Fang Qin Yufang, I am afraid you will not know ......"

Fang Qinyu was even more surprised, and asked repeatedly: "You even know about such a top-secret military aircraft?" The young man waved his hand and said calmly: "Yushi Yin Liufang was ordered to inspect Liangzhou, and when he heard that Lord Fang parted ways, he sneaked into this place, and knew that there must be something strange - he was afraid that the adult's journey would be dangerous, so he specially ordered me to secretly follow and protect the safety of the adult?" Fang Qinyu didn't believe it, and asked: "Now that the fog is in the fog and there is no distinction between friend and foe, how can I trust you?"

The young man took out a letter from his bosom and presented it with both hands: "Yin Yushi's handwritten letter, stamped with a stamp, you are officials in the same dynasty, Lord Fang, you shouldn't know Yin Liufang's handwriting, right?" Fang Qinyu took the letterhead and hurriedly glanced at it, and his doubts suddenly disappeared: "Sure enough, it's Brother Yin's pen - oh, it turns out that you are the famous 'little man' An Jie on the rivers and lakes?" The young man replied calmly: "I am An Jie." ”

Assassination

A huge secret room, twenty-two stout tallow candles, reflected the light through the room.

The chamber was spacious, but the furnishings were simple: a large stone table, a stone chair covered with brocade, a stack of books and inkstones, and nothing else.

The man in black stood in the middle, and behind the stone table sat a short and fat middle-aged man. The middle-aged man's skin was fair and delicate, his chin was smooth, his hair was combed in a bun, and he was wearing a light silk robe. The complexion is ruddy and shiny. The man in black apologized: "I missed." The chubby middle-aged man smiled, not surprised at all: "I know." ”

The man in black was stunned for a moment: "You know?" The middle-aged man flicked his hand and said, "There is nothing strange about this, if it weren't for An Jie, Fang Qinyu would have become a ......ghost under your sword at this moment" The man in black asked earnestly: "Master, I can try again." The middle-aged man's eyes were gloomy and he denied: "No need." With An Jie here, you won't succeed easily?" The man in black looked a little impatient, clenched his fists and said: "I have stabbed his arm, I want to compete with him again, and the winner ...... a showdown" The middle-aged man once again categorically denied: "No." Remember my words, you are the 'Night Fiendric' and the killer, and killing is your purpose. The man in black asked impatiently, "Am I no match for An Jie?"

The middle-aged man said, "No, your kung fu and An Jie are not all the way." The man in black frowned: "I don't understand what you mean?" The middle-aged man rubbed his fat palm, straightened his waist and said: "Your advantage is that you are fast, with eight swords, like a rush, that is to say, others only use one move, but they have died eight times under your hands?" The man in black asked: "What about An Jie?......" The middle-aged man sighed: "You don't understand my words...... I want you to be productive and make you a talent. I don't want you to be just a reckless person who gambles desperately to win or lose, you're a killer or a 'night demon'......"

The man in black muttered to himself, "Am I the 'Night Demon'?" but I've been looking for the 'Night Demon', and I want to kill him with my own hands......

The middle-aged man's eyes were cold, and the light in the depths of his pupils flickered, condensing into two points of thin ice. "You've lost your cool, and if you don't adjust in time, you're probably coming to an end as a killer," he said, "I'm not the Night Demon ......" the man in black insisted, "I'm not the Night Demon." The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and comforted him: "Yes, you are not. A year ago you came to the city from the countryside, and you almost starved to death by running into walls, and you searched for the 'Daredevil' in search of the 'Daredevil' in order to get a few silver bounties......"

The night is dark, and the long sword is in the air. The man in black removed his face towel, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he pondered: "Didn't I find the 'Night Demon'......" Under the light, he saw that he was a thin and pale youth.

The middle-aged man was noncommittal: "With your skills, what if you find it? His eyes softened and showed a loving attitude: "You found the 'Night Demon' to fight with him, he stabbed you and tried to take your life, and I saved you." You were covered in blood...... and the young man admitted: "Yes, I have lost my memory and forgotten many things. Later, I became a 'Night Demon' myself!" The middle-aged man looked calm and said in a resolute tone: "I said, the name doesn't matter. What matters is the way one lives in the world—"

The young man's gaze wandered: "Is it ......?"

The middle-aged man raised his voice and continued: "A year ago, you worked hard and sacrificed your life, but for a reward of 1,000 taels of silver, now your money is enough to spend half your life, and all this is your own earnings, isn't it? In the future, even if you don't become a killer, you can still invest in something else, and live a rich life without worrying about food and clothing -- after all, it is easier to make money than to make money from people? You want to be a famous swordsman, you want to get ahead, you want to have success and win the respect of others, all this is inseparable from money. With just 20,000 taels of silver to dredge up, you can put on the red robe of a dignified four-rank official without ten years of cold windows? With another 30,000 taels, you can also be a general who supervises the troops and horses on the side of the town, showing off your might, and look, how powerful is money......

The young man's face flushed, he raised his head, and said in a resolute tone: "I want to succeed, I want this city to remember me, I want my name to spread among the people." I want to build a big and bright house in my hometown for my wife to ask for a beautiful daughter-in-law, and then invite the villagers to celebrate for three days...... I don't want prostitutes to look down on me, I don't want to be a 'night demon' who doesn't see the light of day. I'm going to be myself again: the clouds break through the moon......"

Fang Qinyu patronized Wanhualou again, and An Jie walked with him to visit Wanhualou's popular sister Liu Qinghong.

Lord Fang and Liu Qinghong had a one-night relationship and lingering affection, and later he met the killer "Night Demon" outside the building, and if it weren't for An Jie's rescue, he almost lost his life. Wouldn't he change his mind and be willing to take another risk?

Fang Qinyu was looking for Liu Qinghong this time, but he was not retelling the old feelings. Previously, he and An Jie had gone to the state office, met with the prefect Ye Zhilong, and inspected the body of Si Wencheng parked in the coroner's room, and looked through the examination items in detail. He said: "Si Wencheng is fifty-three years old, thin and weak, and has no other diseases. The cause of death was that someone stabbed the heart blood vessels with a knife, resulting in massive bleeding from internal organs and died, according to rumors, the deceased had a crush on Liu Qinghong, a famous prostitute in Wanhualou, and always went to her for the night a few days a month, and Liu did not think he was old. For a while, Si Wencheng even wanted to redeem her and take her as a concubine, but it was only because of Mrs. Po's strong opposition that it was considered a resignation......"

An Jie responded: "Hmm, yes." "Leave with a pretense. Fang Qinyu asked himself: "Si Wencheng is just a petty official, he was stabbed to death in a deserted temple in the middle of the night, this matter is a little strange?" He paced a few steps in the room and said, "I suspected that the 'Night Demon' assassinated Si Wencheng before, but now it seems that this conclusion is not valid?"

An Jie nodded and admitted: "I have fought with the "Night Demon", his blade is a long black sword with a wide and strange form, the wound of the deceased is narrow, there are almost no marks, it should be a thin and sharp short knife......"

Fang Qin Yu pondered and said, "Look, is it possible that he changed his blade to kill people and deliberately disturb our vision?" An Jie shook his head lightly and said, "Impossible, warriors generally don't give up their weapons easily. Besides, have you noticed, my lord, this knife was stabbed from behind, although the wound was not big, but it caused a lot of bleeding from internal organs, and he died of blood loss. Even though the 'Night Demon' is a killer, if he kills people in such a ruthless way, I'm afraid you won't even believe it?......"

Fang Qinyu smiled and said, "An Shaoxia, what else did you see, tell me?"

An Jie hurriedly excused himself: "Lord Fang is good at this, he is an expert, he already knows it in his chest, why be modest?" Fang Qinyu waved his hand and said bluntly: "An Jie, I really don't understand the affairs of the rivers and lakes, so don't you be polite?" An Jie frowned slightly and said: "Si Wencheng died suddenly in the wilderness, needless to say, he was frightened, but what I don't understand is why there seems to be a lot of resentment and anger in his eyes......

Fang Qinyu was silent.

An Jie suddenly raised his head and said in a firm tone: "All this may show that the murderer is a person that Si Wencheng is familiar with? Si completely believed in him and was defenseless, and that person took advantage of him to turn around or go around his back and secretly murder him!"

Fang Qinyu asked himself: "Who is that person......

Anjie replied: "A person he has always been in contact with and trusts. Fang Qinyu's eyebrows were raised, and he laughed at himself: "It can't be Liu Qinghong, right?" An Jie looked at him directly: "......What do you say" Fang Qinyu's face changed, and his expression was a little unnatural: "I've only seen her once." Si Wencheng was fascinated by Liu Qinghong and wanted to redeem her, and the relationship between the two was naturally close. Or maybe you can't redeem yourself and take risks and kill people to vent your anger?" An Jie asked: "My lord once had a friendship with Liu Qinghong, do you think she is the kind of woman who is vicious and ruthless?"

Fang Qinyu glanced at An Jie, his face was slightly red: "An Shaoxia made fun of it." The two of them have a close relationship with each other, and it has been several years, Si Wencheng died mysteriously, and it is reasonable to speculate that Liu Qinghong should have some inside information that others don't understand......"

An Jie affirmed: "Lord Fang's words are reasonable. ”

The two decided to visit Wanhualou again. It's daytime, the cars are like flowing water, the sound of the city is disturbing, and when the city wakes up, Wanhualou has entered a sweet dreamland. When most people come home after a hard day's work, enjoy dinner and prepare to rest, the red lights of this small building are hung high, and the songs and laughter are sent to usher in the beginning of its busiest work.

An Jie Fang Qin Yu walked into Wanhua Building. After a busy night, most of the sisters slept, and although the turtle slave sitting in the hall was brightly dressed, his expression looked wilted and listless. Fang Qinyu went straight to the lobby and named Liu Qinghong.

The turtle slave rubbed her sleepy eyes and replied, "Liu Qinghong, she's going home...... Is it okay to change to a sister?" Fang Qinyu couldn't help but be stunned: "Going home?" Fang Qinyu asked, "Why did Liu Qinghong go home?"

The turtle slave was impatient: "Who knows......? Who's going to ask her?"

An Jie accosted on the side: "Where is Liu Qinghong's house?" The turtle slave became more and more angry, so he said to him left and right: "I am not a person in the public gate, if you want to check the household registration, it is best to go to the yamen......" An Jie was not angry, threw down a piece of silver, and said: "Let's make a bet, what's the matter, a few words in a place name, and drink wine in exchange for two taels of silver-I guess you must not be able to remember?" The turtle slave's eyes immediately flashed a light that was more brilliant than silver: "That's the case, don't be busy letting me think about it-what's it called, it's quite tongue--talking, oh Guangning Garden, yes, it's Guangning Garden." Go out of the west city gate and walk forward, about sixty or seventy miles, and see a village hidden by green poplars and willows...... "An Jie pushed the silver and said, "You win, the silver belongs to you." The turtle slave smiled with joy.

An Jie called Fang Qinyu, and the two left Wanhualou together.

Drama wars

A year ago, Yun Poyue met Yang Yue unexpectedly when he was looking for the 'Night Demon'.

At that time, he was seriously injured and dying, Yang Yue fell from the sky, and his whole body was hidden in the dark like a black possession with vast magical powers, sucking him firmly. Yang Yue persuaded: "Young man, why do you do such a dangerous and hard thing. 'Daredevil' is just a symbol, anyone can try it? You are still young, there are many opportunities, the key is whether you can grasp it?"

Yun Poyue struggled to raise her head, gasping and said, "I, I don't want prostitutes to look down on me......" Yang Yue came out of the dark shadow, smiled and said, "So you need me, child?" Yun Poyue raised his face and looked at him, he saw a short, fat, ruddy middle-aged man, with a smile on his face, kind and kind, like a fairy in a New Year's painting who was leisurely wandering around the world.

Yang Yue stretched out his hand and called in a low voice: "Listen to me, good boy, your life will be very rich......" Yun Poyue hesitated for a moment, and finally raised her hand, Yang Yue's smile became even more cute: "That's right." Yun Poyue finally held his hand. Yang Yue's hands were soft and hot, but they were steady.

Fang Qinyu and An Jie rode two fast horses, drove for a few hours, and arrived at Liu Qinghong's hometown at dusk. Quang Ninh Yuan is not a large village, it has only about 30 households, scattered under the hills. They dismounted at the entrance of the village and asked a farmer in a short coat and a hoe for directions. The farmer said, "You keep facing forward, and the alley facing the street turns diagonally into the second house to the east." ”

The two said goodbye and followed the guidance of the peasants to find the Liu family, a simple farmhouse with mud walls of the wood gate, and gourd seedlings winding on the gatehouse. An Jie pushed open the door and called a few times that no one spoke, and they walked into the courtyard one after the other. There is a well in the garden where a few tufts of vegetables are grown. The two came to the door and were about to knock, An Jie suddenly retreated, drawing his sword to protect Fang Qinyu.

Lord Fang followed his gaze, and saw a pool of red blood slowly leaking out of the door.

An Jie kicked the door open, and a corpse fell out with the door. Bloody and pungent, the scene in the house is like a slaughterhouse!

Fang Qinyu was stunned, and said eagerly: "An Shaoxia, are we late?" An Jie said with a sword: "Maybe ......" The two entered the inner room and found Liu Qinghong's body. She was lying on the ground, her features twisted in horror, and a blue cloth bag was thrown at her feet. Fang Qinyu glanced at it hurriedly and asked in surprise: "The blood is still hot, could it be that the murderer just killed someone...... An Jie clenched the hilt of the sword and suddenly raised his head: "He hasn't left yet-" The sword flashed with cold light as he spoke, and the human sword was one, stabbing directly at the invisible man in black on the roof beam!

The figure in black swept away, broke through the window and flew away, and An Jie chased and killed with the sword light. The sword body was paired, and the two were completely separated. The remnant sun is infinitely poignant. The man in black turned his back to the sunset, and the bleak afterglow of the black-clothed black sword fell on him, reflecting a straight and dazzling black silhouette!

An Jie sighed: "It's you again, 'Night Demon'." You like to kill people so much, does it make you happy to kill people?......"

The man in black also gasped: "Maybe, but I prefer a good return?"

An Jie asked rhetorically: "You like money? When you were engaged in this profession, did you ever think that one day a sword would pierce your chest...... "The man in black did not move." An Jie continued: "The hunter becomes the prey, and the killer will also be killed?"

The man in black said, "What the hell are you trying to say......"

An Jie said word by word in a resolute tone: "Put down the blood-stained sword and regain your morality and ......conscience" The man in black laughed: "An Jie, I heard that you can make a sword, I didn't expect to ......talk nonsense" An Jie said: "You are wrong, in the face of a cold-blooded killer like you, I have lost patience to preach......"

The man in black retorted with a grim face: "You are also wrong, you think I stayed because I wanted to listen to your boring nonsense?"

An Jie held a sword in his hand, and his long hair flew. Everything suddenly became still, and even the air seemed to freeze.

The sword is unsheathed, and the sword flies into the air. The sword light flashed in the air with brilliant brilliance, interspersed with colorful colors, like a meteor shower. The two swords clanged, and the whirling dance conjured up two beautiful streamers and poignant streamers, and the wind and rain came suddenly, and the demon was deadly!

At this moment, suddenly a puff of silver filaments rose from the ground, across the two of them, like the white chrysanthemum in autumn like the brilliant fire tree and silver flower on the first night, and the heaven and earth suddenly lit up! The remnant sun shines in the evening, is life already coming to an end? With a loud bang, the sword flower blooms with golden light, extending and expanding in a circle, and every time the sword flower spits out a silver filament, it is washed open a dazzling gap.

The silver is gone, but the "Night Demon" takes the opportunity to escape.

It has been three watches in the night of singing. On the night of the state office, there was a lamp burning on the table, and two people sat opposite the lamp, and a blood-stained blue cloth bag was placed on the table.

Fang Qinyu leaned back in the chair, rubbed his temples, and let out a long breath: "Liu Qinghong is dead again, it seems that our clues are completely broken...... An Jie thought and said: "That's not necessarily." I'm thinking, what is the purpose of that mysterious killer 'Night Demon', he ran so far to kill a Qinglou woman?......" Fang Qinyu said tentatively: "Or, he has a grudge against Liu Qinghong......"

An Jie asked rhetorically: "Then why didn't he do it in the city, he had to run to the remote countryside...... Fang Qinyu thought for a while: "Maybe there are many people in the city and it is easy to be exposed?" An Jie frowned, not completely convinced: "As you said, the 'Night Demon' is afraid of revealing his identity and sneaking into the countryside to commit crimes, and after killing people, he should go away, why do you want to stay and watch and fight with us?"

Fang Qinyu thought for a while and said, "Maybe what he's looking for, isn't it just that he didn't have time to escape after killing someone, and we just happened to intercept him?" An Jie stared at the blue cloth bag and muttered to himself: "What is the 'Night Demon' looking for?" Liu Qinghong is a fireworks, Si Wencheng is a weak civil official, and he was both murdered and corpsed on the street, what is it for......" Fang Qinyu said: "Since Liu Qinghong Si Wencheng is very affectionate, the possibility of love killing seems to be ruled out." So who was this Siwen City killed, and what did he do when he went to a ruined temple in the middle of the night...... Everything seems to be veiled, hazy and mysterious......"

An Jie opened the blue cloth bag and didn't speak for a long time: the blue cloth bag was wrapped in a few strings of money, beaded jewelry and five-ingot silver, and the two of them looked at it several times, but they couldn't see anything abnormal. An Jie laughed at himself and said: "Liu Qinghong is in the dust, and it is not unusual to save a few private money and take it home to honor her father and mother-the killer stares at her, is it the person who takes a fancy to her or a few ingots of silver?" Fang Qinyu's eyes wandered, he picked up a silver ingot, held it up in front of him and said: "Although money is a ghost chasing life, a few taels of silver, I think that the 'Night Demon' will not be in danger for it......" Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and his essence burned: "Oh, God lives up, Liu Qinghong's soul blesses...... An Xiaoxia, I think I discovered a great secret from the silver!"

An Jie stepped forward to look at Fang Qinyu, and asked puzzledly: "What do you mean by ......" Fang Qinyu quickly grabbed the silver in the cloth bag, looked through them one by one, and said happily: "You don't know, the bottom of each ingot of silver is marked with the casting year, two of which are old silver that were cast five years ago last year, and only this one is the latest casting of the Foundry Department of the Ministry of Industry——"

An Jie was puzzled: "I really don't understand......"

Fang Qinyu put down the silver and said in a low voice: "You have a good relationship with Yushi Yin Liufang and have won his trust, so it doesn't hurt to tell you: recently, because the Tatar division was on the border, he was eager to try, and the Holy Lord secretly ordered the general army of Shaanxi Liang to cover the army to the west and drink from Maganzhou in case of emergency. Is it a trivial matter for the army to requisition hundreds of thousands, grain, grass, baggage, and equipment? The 800-mile expedited transfer of the military headquarters has not yet been completed for a whole month. In addition, by the grace of God, 3 million taels of silver were allocated to expand the military salary, and the Ministry of Industry received the order to transfer the newly minted silver to the border pass and included it in the state government treasury. The imperial court immediately issued an edict: Officials at all levels are prohibited from misappropriation, and those who violate the prohibition will not be pardoned......"

An Jie was shocked when he heard this: "As you said, this batch of silver has not yet been circulated in the ......market except for military salaries," Fang Qinyu replied: "That's right." An Jie's eyes were full of confusion, and he asked: "This is a serious problem? First of all, there is a doubt, how can Liu Qinghong have the newly minted silver of the imperial court in his hands, could it be that Si Wencheng used his power to steal from himself? Second, as the official in charge of the treasury, Si Wencheng understands the laws and regulations, and the crime of stealing military salaries is unforgivable, why does he dare to defy the law? Third, Si Wencheng stole the silver taels from the treasury, how much he stole and did he have any comrades, and through what channels did they steal and why did the silver finally fall into Liu Qinghong's hands? Fourth, is there any connection between Si Wencheng's death and this matter? ”

Fang Qinyu slammed his palm on the table, he aimed at the silver ingot, and said, "I don't know. But I have a hunch that there may be a big hidden conspiracy behind this little ingot of silver?"

Black fog

Fang Qinyu personally came to see Ye Zhilong, the prefect of Ganzhou. Ye Zhifu has a beautiful figure, a jade face and long hair, and he is no more than forty years old, but he has outstanding political achievements; he is a graceful and suave person. In the state city, many literati and scholars have been recruited, and two poems have been engraved with a stroke of ink.

Fang Qinyu was quite envious, and he said to An Jie: "Governor Ye's Mansion is full of wind and moon, and the five ladies in the inner house are all young and beautiful, and they are like immortals!" An Jie's eyes were calm, and he sighed lightly: "Yes, of course that's good." However, what I find difficult to understand is that Ye Zhilong is a fourth-grade civil official of the prefect's mansion, and his annual salary is no more than 10,000 taels, and he has drunk alcohol, engraved manuscripts, and married so many confidants, how much does it cost in a year?" Fang Qinyu said with a smile: "As an official, there is always a way to make money?" An Shaoxia, are you hinting at ......something?"

Anjie said: "No, I'm just a little curious. ”

Fang Qinyu came to see Ye Zhilong and asked the magistrate who was in control of the party about the situation.

He entered the official office and asked Ye Zhifu: "Lord Ye, I want to ask, Si Wencheng, as the official in charge of the silver, can he enter and leave the treasury at will?" Ye Zhilong called people to offer tea, and he also sat down, before he replied: "Lord Hui, this is not the case......

Fang Qinyu was a little surprised: "What are you going to say?"

Ye Zhilong gave up his hand and said in detail: "The silver treasury is an important place in the state, and it is specially designed with two iron gates, and Si Wencheng is in charge of the door key. However, the second iron gate is equipped with a special digital code, and the formula is only known to the official, even if ordinary people are lucky enough to enter the first door, it is useless without the formula......" Fang Qinyu asked in surprise: "It's so complicated?" Ye Zhilong said: "The facts are ...... like this" Fang Qinyu asked: "So even if a person has the intention of stealing, it is difficult to put it into action, right?" Ye Zhilong was shocked when he heard this: "How can you say this?" My lord, is there a mistake in the treasury silver?"

Fang Qinyu replied: "I don't know yet, but it's almost certain that there is a problem with the treasury silver, and Governor Ye has a heavy position, didn't he even notice it?"

Ye Zhilong was a little flustered, and said honestly: "I really don't know anything about my humble position......

Fang Qinyu said: "Don't talk about it first. The situation is about to erupt, the top priority is to ensure the logistics supply of the army in a timely manner, and there must be no problems with the food and salary, please organize manpower to check the treasury in time and report it to me at any time. In addition, I can write a letter to General Su, the commander of the barracks, to quickly transfer 200 elite soldiers, take shifts, and guard the treasury of the state government, and there can be no more mistakes......"

Ye Zhilong's forehead was sweating, and he promised again and again: "I will do it." ”

Fang Qinyu returned to the inn, An Jie had been waiting for a long time, and when he came back, he came back and said: "There was a girl in Wanhualou looking for us just now, her name is Yanhong, and she is familiar with Liu Qinghong...... Fang Qinyu asked: "Where is she?" An Jie replied: "I have left her at the inn, waiting for you to come back......" Fang Qinyu said: "Call her." ”

Yan Hong entered the house and gave a salute to stand next to him. She was weak and windy, with a few spots on the bridge of her nose and thin, dry lips.

Fang Qinyu glanced at her and asked, "You are Yanhong?" Yanhong lowered her head and said, "Yes." Fang Qinyu then asked: "Are you very familiar with Liu Qinghong?" Yanhong replied: "Sort of, we get close to each other and talk closely, sometimes the guests are wild, she helps me persuade and suffers for me, they are all hard-working people...... Fang Qinyu avoided gossip and went straight to the point: "Liu Qinghong was killed, do you know?"

With tears in her eyes, she choked and said, "I heard about it." ”

Fang Qinyu asked: "Then you must know if Liu Qinghong has any enemies......

Yanhong shook her head and said: "Back to the adult, as long as the guest pays, the prostitute girl has to force a smile, meet and laugh, and then don't think about it, it is not necessarily ...... when it comes to making enemies."

Fang Qinyu said: "Then why did Liu Qinghong cause the murder?"

Yanhong raised her eyes and looked at Fang Qinyu, then lowered her head and hesitated: "I guess that eighty percent has something to do with the death of Lord Si Wencheng......

Fang Qinyu was shocked in his heart, but his face was calm: "How do you know?" Yanhong hesitated for a while, and finally made up her mind to say: "Si Wencheng came to Wanhualou to find Liu Qinghong before he died, and when he met me at the staircase to greet him, Si Da's face was ugly, and he looked preoccupied, I was a little curious, although Si Wencheng was older, he was easy-going, had no shelf, and was willing to spend money on the sisters of Wanhualou, unlike those street hooligans who took advantage and bullied people...... I followed him to the outside of Liu Qinghong's house, and hid outside the window to eavesdrop......"

An Jie interjected and asked, "Eavesdropping?" Yan Hong stopped talking, her cheeks flushed. Fang Qinyu is accustomed to walking in the Qinglou, knowing that the prostitute is ushered in and sent to the night and night, he never attaches importance to men and women, and it is common for him to eavesdrop on his sister and prostitute ***;

Fang Qinyu coughed: "Say, what did you hear?" Yanhong glanced at it and continued: "Si Wencheng seems to have handed over a thing to Qinghong...... Fang Qinyu asked: "Something, what is it?" Yanhong said: "I didn't hear clearly. Master Si's voice was hoarse and his tone was anxious, and he told Liu Qinghong that if he had an accident, he would try to transfer it to the imperial court. ”

An Jie asked, "Could it be a letter or something like ......?"

Yanhong turned her head sideways and replied, "I don't know, the two of them muttered a few words, and Si Wencheng left in a hurry." Later, I heard that he was killed in the Reclining Buddha Temple in Xishan?" Fang Qinyu said to himself: "This is strange. An Jie asked again: "After Si Wencheng died, did Liu Qinghong say anything to you?" Yanhong thought about it carefully and said, "She seems to be very scared, she is absent-minded about everything, and secretly went back to her hometown early the next morning." Fang Qinyu waved his hand to Yanhong and said, "You go back first, don't talk nonsense with others, come to see us at any time if you think of any useful clues......

Bright Red bowed and withdrew.

Fang Qinyu faced An Jie with a worried expression: "The case is complicated and more complicated. You say, will this woman lie?" An Jie said with certainty: "No, she doesn't need to get angry, isn't she?" Fang Qinyu said: "If everything she said is true, then, it is certain that Si Wencheng did give something to Liu Qinghong before he died, this is very important, it is related to a series of murders, and finding this thing may be the key to unlocking the secret?"

An Jie said: "Liu Qinghong's package only contains beaded flowers and a few ingots of silver, it is clear at a glance, could it be that she buried the important physical evidence?" Fang Qinyu shook his head: "This is not in line with the psychology of ordinary people, do you think, if something is important to you, do you carry it with you day and night, or do you easily bury it and let it leave you?" An Jie nodded and admitted: "I think it's true." ”

Fang Qinyu's eyes lit up, and then said: "Let's assume again, Scenario one, Si Wencheng discovered an amazing secret, this incident brought disaster to him at the same time, in a hurry, he entrusted the secret to Liu Qinghong, who he trusted; Scenario three, the reason why the murderer couldn't get away was probably because he hadn't gotten what he wanted, and since he didn't get it, then this thing should be where it belongs......"

An Jie stroked his forehead and said, "What the hell is it, where is it hidden? Your analysis has made my head wood-" Fang Qinyu smiled and said, "Then let's just put it down, drink a few glasses of wine, and relax." In the afternoon, I will go to Ye Zhifu's house to check it, write a letter, and ask you to rush to the Ganzhou barracks and hand it over to Captain Su in person. ”

An Jie clenched his fists and said, "If you have something, just tell me." ”

After the two separated, An Jie returned to his room, he closed the door, scooped a basin of water to wash his hair and face, and rushed to the Ganzhou barracks in the afternoon. An Jie untied the twist, bent down and immersed himself in bathing, and suddenly felt a cool air coming from behind, he jumped away quickly, and flipped the long sword in his hand-

I saw a man in black sitting firmly at the head of the bed, with a black scarf and a masked hand pillar and a long sword, steady as a mountain, and his eyes like a torch. An Jie didn't notice fine sweat on his forehead. The man in black slowly raised his hand to take off the silk scarf covering his face: he had a jade face with eyebrows, a slight beard and square lips, and his complexion was moist and faintly seemed to have purple light flowing. An Jie suddenly shouted: "It's you, I know you're supposed to come." ”

Break the ice

Fang Qinyu led the messenger to the state office.

Ye Zhilong's crown belt was neatly greeted at the door, and Fang Qinyu asked directly: "Lord Ye, I don't know how the treasury's salary and silver inventory are checked?" Ye Zhilong smiled and replied respectfully: "Lord Hui Shilang, since I received the order, I have gathered sixteen capable cangcao from the state government, stepped up the inventory and registration, and I believe that there will be results soon." Fang Qinyu was satisfied, and praised: "Governor Ye is diligent in political affairs, vigorous and resolute, I will be the boss." ”

Ye Zhilong bowed down and said, "My lord Miao praise, Ye Mou should fulfill his duties to repay the court." ”

Fang Qinyu said: "This is the best. I have ordered An Jie to go to the Ganzhou barracks, and hundreds of elite soldiers will come to escort him soon, so Lord Ye is relieved. ”

Ye Zhilong smiled and said, "Everything depends on the arrangement of the adults. I heard that Lord Fang was attacked by gangsters the day before yesterday, and now An Shaoxia is not here, for the sake of safety, I suggest that my lord live in the state office, and I can take care of it?"

Fang Qinyu disagreed and said, "It's not necessary, tonight I made an appointment to meet the bright red girl of Wanhualou." This person is familiar with Liu Qinghong and has a close relationship, and it is said that she has some important evidence. This person is very important, and may become our helper in solving the case......" Ye Zhilong smiled and said: "Oh, that's the case, so I will arrange a few strong officers to go to the ...... together" Fang Qinyu applauded: "Or Governor Ye is thoughtful-"

The autumn wind is blowing and the night is coming. Autumn nights are cold.

Yanhong gently covered the door, turned around and walked to the bed, pulled over the pillow and leaned, waiting for the arrival of Lord Fang Qinyu, the squire of the military department. The moonlight in the courtyard was hazy, and the night breeze swayed gently through the branches and leaves. This place is no longer Wanhualou, but a small side courtyard under the drum tower in the west of the city. In the afternoon, someone from the yamen said that Lord Fang thought that Wanhualou was noisy and not suitable for conversation, so he ordered someone to transfer her here, and when Fang Qinyu finished handling official business, he would come to meet.

The drum outside the alley played three watches, but Fang Qinyu still didn't come. Bright Red lay down on the futon at the head of the bed, faintly sleepy. Her eyes were misty, and the tip of her nose smelled a wisp of fragrant and fragrant aroma, faint and old, and she only felt that she had returned to the wilderness of her hometown for a while. Spring has arrived, the apricot blossoms are brilliant, the pear blossoms are in full bloom, the butterflies and bees are flying all over the sky, and the fragrance is fragrant for ten miles...... Bright red fell asleep.

The door was quietly pushed open. Outside the door, a tall man walked softly, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping woman. Bright red turned sideways and dreamed inward. The visitor approached the bed, pulled out a sharp knife with his backhand, looked at it, and resolutely raised the knife and stabbed the back of the person on the bed.

Someone asked in a loud voice: "Yes, yes, did you murder Si Wencheng like this?" The assassin was startled, and the knife in his hand fell and fell back again and again, and the room was brightly lit. The person on the bed turned over and sat up, trimming his eyebrows and jade face, with a slight beard and square lips, dressed in women's clothes, and it was clearly a man about thirty years old!

The assassin retreated from the corner of the house and was covered by a wide cloak, and the messenger stepped forward and ripped off the black cloak from his head: "It's time for you to take off your disguise, murderer?"

The barrier was removed, and on the chair sat the waiter Fang Qin Yu.

Ye Zhilong glared at the middle-aged man with a jade face, his eyes were vicious: "Yushi Yin Liufang, you also come to join in the fun?" Yin Liufang smiled: "Lord Ye has a good memory, he actually knows Yin?" Of course I want to come here because of the trouble here, what, don't you welcome me?" Fang Qinyu took a step forward and asked Ye Zhilong: "Everyone is here, what else do you have to say in Ye Zhifu?" Ye Zhilong was not afraid, and stepped forward and said: "Ye is planted in your hands, if you want to kill it, you will ...... it" Yin Liufang asked: " Do you think that if you are willing to be a scapegoat, your master will protect you?" Ye Zhilong did not change his words, and his tone was very hard: "All the guilt is borne by Ye Mou, don't climb others." ”

Fang Qinyu smiled coldly: "Governor Ye, you have taken such a big crime on yourself, I'm afraid it's not enough to qualify?" Ye Zhilong was stunned: "What are you going to say?" Fang Qinyu said leisurely: "Ye Zhilong, do you think we don't know anything......"

Ye Zhilong sneered: "Do you know what you said?"

Fang Qinyu went straight to the point and said: "Okay, since you don't give up, let's start with the case of Si Wencheng's murder -- Si Wencheng, a silver official, was stabbed to death in the Reclining Buddha Temple in Xishan in Ganzhou late at night for no reason, is it really suspicious? At first, I heard that he had a good relationship with Liu Qinghong of Wanhualou and wanted to redeem her, and I suspected that there was a possibility of love murder in this case. But as time went by, the case took a turn for the worse, and many unexpected changes occurred: the mysterious assassin outside the Wanhua Building, Liu Qinghong's bloody deserted village, and the description of the bright red girl made everything like a cloud for five miles and it was difficult to see the true meaning......" Fang Qinyu glanced at Ye Zhilong, and then said: "Fortunately, Si Wencheng finally left an important piece of physical evidence, so that all the crimes were revealed...... Si Wencheng handed over this thing to Liu Qinghong, and this poor woman was killed because of it! Because you know that if this thing is made public, it will inevitably lead to the revelation of the whole conspiracy, so he sent a killer to assassinate the official, followed Liu Qinghong to Guangning Garden and killed her family. An Xiaoxia and I arrived in time to scare away the 'Night Demon' so that he could not take away the incriminating evidence, but we were stupid, and we couldn't solve the mystery in the face of important physical evidence, and almost caused Si Wencheng Liu Qinghong to die in Jiuquan in vain......"

Fang Qinyu said that, he took out a silver ingot from his bosom and threw it on the table, but it was the newly minted silver ingot in Liu Qinghong's package that had not yet been circulated on the market. The messenger stepped forward and drew his knife and slashed it in half. I saw that the outside was wrapped in a thin layer of silver foil, and the inside was a black lead!

Fake silver, it turns out that this newly minted silver is fake?

Ye Zhilong sighed.

Fang Qinyu understated it and revealed the mystery: "The secret is that the three million taels of silver that were newly added to the treasury recently, some people had the audacity to use shoddy silver ingots filled with lead to exchange for military silver. This secret was learned by Wen Cheng, the head of the silver lawsuit. You may have wooed him, but Si Wencheng's temper is stubborn and refuses to cooperate with you and others, and you are afraid that the secret will be leaked, so you want to trick him into going to the Xishan Deserted Temple and stabbing him to death. Then, in order to extinguish the mouth, he repeated the old trick and killed the insider, Liu Qinghong...... Am I right......"

Ye Zhilong gritted his teeth and said, "What if you know, you can't recover the lost silver?" Yin Liufang interjected: "You are overconfident, Ye Zhilong." Let me tell you, at present, we have a large amount of evidence, we have completely cracked the mystery, and we have mobilized elite troops to smash the lair of criminals, do you believe it or not?" Ye Zhilong smiled contemptuously and did not answer.

Yin Liufang said: "Indeed, how delicate the counterfeiting of silver is, it cannot be done by a skilled craftsman. I remember that many years ago, there was such a capable man in the rivers and lakes, who was proficient in the carving of various hidden weapons and the production of famous paintings and fakes, and his name was 'Variety'. After his death, he had no son, and his daughter was his only heir. A few days ago, by chance, I arrested a manufacturing technician on the streets of Ganzhou, drunk and self-proclaimed to be the son-in-law of the strange people of the rivers and lakes, he confessed that he was controlled by others to study fake silver ingots, there was no freedom, so he drank all day long and waited for an opportunity to escape, I was suspicious, rushed here to understand the situation, and designed with Lord Fang Qinyu to deliberately inform you of the bright red clues, leading you to the bait, you really couldn't wait to hear the news, and personally operated it, but you didn't know that you fell into our trap and entered the urn yourself? What else do you have to say......

Ye Zhilong did not admit defeat: "Since he has been bound, he is willing to die." ”

Yin Liufang shouted: "Tell you, the person who pulled you into the water is not a good person, he is a thief who committed crimes in nine provinces, and he has committed many treacherous and treacherous crimes. After the Hexi 'treasure theft case', he disappeared and disappeared into the city. Unexpectedly, this person would go under the pseudonym Yang Yue, hide in the business world, and start the idea of paying a million taels of silver at the border gates, which can be said to be a self-inflicted crime, and it can be said that he cannot live? Now that the officers and soldiers have surrounded him, Yang Yue can hardly fly......

Ye Zhilong was silent, and suddenly said: "Yang Yue's martial arts are unfathomable, and the masters under his command are like clouds, do you want to dream about him......" Yin Liufang looked at him and asked with a smile: "I heard that Yang Yue has a powerful killer?" Ye Zhilong replied: "A country boy, very capable of fighting, and has never ......been defeated since his debut" Yin Liufang said: "I tell you, he will definitely be defeated this time, do you believe it?" Ye Zhilong said: "I don't believe it." Yin Liufang asked, "Why are you so confident?" Ye Zhilong explained: "Because his sword is fast, fast as lightning, and his attack is not as fast as his......;

Yin Liufang was calm and explained: "Do you know, the reason why it is difficult to win in a battle with this person who calls himself 'Night Demon' is not because of the merits of martial arts, but because there are too many thoughts during the battle, for example, Xiaoxia An Jie always wants to be foolproof in both offense and defense, and he invisibly loses his advantage." And the opponent is domineering, domineering and domineering, and he uses his own inferiority to resist the strength of others, what will be the outcome?" Ye Zhilong said suspiciously: "I don't understand. Yin Liufang said: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, as long as An Jie understands." "Drink and order the messenger to escort him down.

An Jie stepped into the secret room with a sword, the room was wide and empty, and many butter candles were lit in all directions. At the back of the huge stone table sat a man with thin cheeks and a slight paleness. It is the man in black who has fought with An Jie several times-

"Night Demon" breaks through the moon.

Yun Poyue stared at him: "You're here, I've been waiting for you for a long time......"

An Jie stopped and said mockingly, "Yes." Yang Yue ran away, leaving you as a scapegoat, don't you feel sad?" Yun Poyue was unmoved, and sneered: "Wrong, Yang Yue is not that kind of person." He gave me a new life, a new life, and he was my benefactor. An Jie asked, "Benefactor?" Yun Poyue replied: "Benefactor." An Jie asked, "Don't you think he's been using you?" Yun Poyue smiled faintly: "There's nothing wrong with using it." Who lives in the world and is not used by others -- the key is how much use you have?"

An Jie asked: "This is the reason why you keep killing people?" Yun Poyue said coldly: "This world is crowded, there is too much garbage, and it is a good thing to eliminate some useless people in my opinion......" An Jie asked sharply: "Who do you think you have the right to judge the life and death of others?"

Yun Poyue came out of the sword, a black sword, a pure black sword: "I am God's executor, I control the punishment of killing, and the sword in my hand is the verdict." An Jie couldn't help asking: "Who should decide your life and death?" Yun Poyue said quietly: "My life is ...... by heaven"

An Jie sighed: "It's time for it to end." ”

Yun Poyue stood up and replied, "This day will come sooner or later. "Come on, my sword body is black, proud of the heavens and the earth, and black represents death." ”

Anjie stood still.

Yun Poyun returned to the sword, and asked puzzledly: "Why don't you draw the sword?" An Jie's face was kind: "The sword is in the heart, Cihang Pudu ......" Yun Poyue roared and said: "When death is coming, you dare to talk nonsense...... A sword stabbed out, and the waves crashed on the shore! The air flow in the room condensed in an instant, and the sword qi cleansed the smoke and dust in the ground, spinning and galloping like a wild horse, and the sword flowers flashed like day, and a sword struck out with the momentum of wind and thunder. The blade of the sword pierced through the chest like a swimming dragon, and blood splattered.

The two stood facing each other and stared at each other, scarring their muscles and bones.

Yun Poyue shook her head, threw away her sword and said with a wry smile: "An Jie, I am defeated." An Jie's face was silent, implying sadness: "This ending is not good, I don't want it, the sword is a murder weapon to kill people and see blood, it's not fun." It is not the glory of a chivalrous man to move the sword easily. Yun Poyue stabbed the ground with a sword, looked down at the long sword passing through his chest, and let out a sigh, he pulled out a stack of silver tickets with his blood-stained hand, and said: "I'm not a 'night demon', I'm Yun Poyue, I want to build a big and bright house for the old lady in the countryside?" An Jie said: "I can't promise you, because I can't do it." I can only say, buy a good coffin and bury you......" Yun Poyue smiled bitterly, and the blood flowed like a river: "It's okay like this, it's okay......" The voice became softer and softer, and the thin mosquito chirp finally disappeared.

An Jie put his sword back into its sheath and resolutely left the darkness. He approached the door, slowly opened the door, and pushed open the iron door of the secret room: the sunlight poured in at once, the distant mountains were green, the autumn trees were frosty, and the geese squeaked and squawled across the sky. The earth is incomparably vast, warm and bright in all directions, and life is still lovely after all, so why not cherish it? An Jie stared into the distance and saw that sorrow came from afar, and the clouds flew in the distance. (To be continued.) )