Chapter 3 Look in the mirror and trace your eyebrows before you die

A group of seven people, trekking through mountains and rivers, walking together.

The partners gradually developed from hostile strangers to mutual sarcasm and ridicule during the journey, each of them has their own personality and hobbies, but they do not explore each other's details, because of taboos, but also because of respect.

When the journey is lonely, everyone often hears the big-hearted Kuang Shao's incomplete pentatonic and broken gong-like Henan minor tune. At that time, everyone would cover their ears in devastation and pain, and kneel down to beg Kuang Shao, who was singing happily, to stop howling, but Kuang Shao was still singing, as if no one was around.

Kuang Shao really likes to sing, but it's really hard to sing, and once he really recruited a wolf.

Blood Iris would occasionally pester Kuang Shao to learn to sing, and later when she tried to sing, Guo Duàn recruited two wolves.

The white and pure ethereal Jian likes to paint during the break, painting mountains, water, small bridges, thin horses, clouds and birds in the sky, and reflections on the roadside......

He also secretly painted a portrait of a woman, and Pippi's pretty appearance resembled a blood iris. When Kuang Shao made fun of his unrequited love, he was annoyed and angry and painted his face with a brush, and the blood iris smiled heartlessly, looking at the ethereal Jian stunned, forgetting the "pursuit" of Kuang Shao's fierce pursuit.

When Blood Iris is interested, she will also stick to the ethereal learning to paint, and her most important and only complete work is a small turtle painted on his forehead while her "little master" Ji Beiming was asleep.

- Actually, Blood Iris didn't know dào, Ji Beiming was always awake at that time, and the reason why he was sleeping was because he had been used to spoiling her for more than ten years.

There is also the dark-skinned, somewhat shy Mo Xiaohei, he likes to play the sword and chant poetry at night, the loneliness of listening to the sound of fingers, like the wind and sand lingering in the open field, has an irrepressible illusion, resentful and indignant, sad and melancholy, chanting the snow and moon wind flowers for three thousand miles.

Blood Iris came to Yang Mo Xiaohei to teach her to compose poems, and after teaching for a few days, Blood Iris improvised a poem: "I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that the wind will not support me." Brother Yaozhi climbed to the heights, and I was so fat that I couldn't climb. I don't see you every day, and you think I'm too fat. The children didn't know each other, and asked the fat man with a smile, who are you?" Mo Xiaohei vomited three liters of blood on the spot.

Hu Linger doesn't like to paint, she doesn't like to sing, she doesn't like to write poetry, she likes to look in the mirror, you see her ten times, she looks in the mirror nine times, and once the mirror looks at her, that is a very beautiful woman.

Ji Bei spends most of his time exploring, arming, investigating, and supervising, and when it was his turn to rest, he sharpened his knife and silently sharpened his knife.

Miss Shentu is the quietest, she always hides in the sedan chair and rarely comes out, and everyone doesn't think it's strange, because she was originally a shy little girl.

The most restless were Blood Iris, and her cat.

She simply regarded the escape as a fun and interesting trip.

Just now she took her cat, barefoot, revealing a pair of fair-skinned and charming slender legs to catch fish in the stream, which provoked a dry man on the bank of the stream to swallow saliva, and at this time he actually chased the flying catkins all over the mountain road.

Mo Xiaohei smiled slightly and looked at it shyly.

Since he set off, his heart has been full of that innocent and romantic irise.

For Mo Xiaohei, this is a trip he has been looking forward to for too long, there are mountains and rivers, wind and sand, swords and swords, poems and paintings, songs and laughter, and a beautiful iris flower......

Suddenly, Kuang Shao stopped singing, Miao Jian stopped painting, Mo Xiaohei stopped chanting, Hu Linger stopped looking in the mirror, and Ji Beiming stopped sharpening his knife-

Quiet.

There was a deathly silence on the mountain road.

The blood iris that chased the catkins out of Xu Yuan, was suddenly stunned by the sudden death silence, and looked back with some panic.

Ji Beiming felt a little disappointed in his heart, because he turned around and turned his gaze for help to Mo Xiaohei first.

Mo Xiaohei slowly beckoned to the blood iris, and said in a deep voice with a slight trembling: "Walk back slowly, girl, don't panic......"

Blood Iris responded obediently, walked slowly as he was told, and slowly returned-

Her slender legs only took three steps back, and the fourth step had just been taken, when the rain fell suddenly.

- Hidden Rain.

At this moment, Ji Beiming and the four "bodyguards" who picked it up all reacted extremely quickly.

The ethereal canvas is steep, covering the blood iris like a large umbrella.

Mo Xiaohei and Ji Wuming shot left and right, shooting into the darkness from the rain of hidden weapons.

"Protect Miss Shentu!" "Don't fall for Gongzi Ming's 'diverting the tiger from the mountain' plan!" Hu Ling'er and Kuang Shao were not idle, one was short and the other was rolling on the ground, and they had already rushed into Shen Tuhong's sedan one after another.

Then, there was a fierce shouting and fighting sound of "ping pong" in the car.

At this time, the sound of fighting and killing was heard in the darkness, one after another, like many powerful mountain beasts in the darkness, silently chasing each other and biting each other.

Ethereal Jian tightly protected the discolored blood iris behind him, and the body parts that the two touched, Ethereal felt a little warm and soft, and he lost his mind for a moment.

The attacker they were waiting for came back, and Ji Beiming felt lost again, and it was Mo Xiaohei who stepped forward with a worried blood iris, not himself.

"Xiao Hei, are you injured?!" the girl's exclamation made everyone feel a wound on Mo Xiaohei's torn sheepskin jacket.

Mo Xiaohei seemed to have lost his expression in pain: "Small injury, don't get in the way, it's the people from the 'Water Demon Faction', one of the four major gangs in the Northeast, there are at least forty people, and I killed and injured thirty-seven." ”

Ji Beiming's hand holding the knife behind his back trembled slightly, and in the dark, drops of blood dripped from his wrist into the dirt, and he said casually: "Three, one of them is a water demon." His words were still concise, and he didn't kill many people, but they were all masters.

The blood iris also had a wound that was deliberately concealed by the "little master" Ji Beiming, because Miss Shentu's cry attracted all the attention.

Two figures rose into the sky from the lady's car, a man and a woman. The difference is that Kuang Shao fell, while Hu Linger fell.

-- Fell heavily.

The first thing Blood Iris did was to rush over and go to see Miss Shentu.

The weak and small Shen Tuhong hid in the sedan chair, her face was pale, her tears had not dried, and when she saw the blood iris, she threw herself into her arms and cried with a "wow".

Seeing that the young lady was just frightened and her life was fine, the blood iris finally breathed a sigh of relief, hugged the young lady's weak body that was still trembling, and kept whispering comforting.

Everyone went to see Hu Ling'er, she was lying on the ground, the corners of her mouth were bloody, a huge palm print was printed on her chest, her corset was broken, and the spring was dewed.

It was rare for an ordinary person's palm to be so huge, and then all of them turned their eyes to Kuang Shao, who was standing opposite.

Kuang Shao was staring intently at his pair of giant palms, he was dressed in gold and golden, as if his palms were golden.

Hu Ling'er smiled bitterly and said, "Your true identity is the deputy commander of the palace guards......

Kuang Shao said with a dumb smile: "Thousand-faced fox, your 'Tsing Yi Lou' is doing everything possible to get Cai Jing's 'hand news' from Miss Shentu, just to use this to blackmail the 'power gang', bring down a tiger, and help up a wolf, which is not what the saints are willing to see today." ”

Hu Ling'er coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, and took out a mirror from her waist with difficulty.

Mirror!

What does a person who has been traumatized and who pulls out a mirror when he is dying?

"Lord Palm" Kuang Shao looked at it with a cold face, and saw Hu Ling'er facing the mirror, carefully tracing his eyebrows, one down, one down, one down......

I don't know how long it took, Hu Ling'er, who was lying on the ground, finally didn't move.

Blood Iris couldn't bear to ask, "Is she dead?"

Kuang Shao's answer was: "Maybe dead, maybe alive." ”

Mo Xiaohei asked: "To be dead is to be dead, to be alive is to be alive, what do you mean by that?"

Kuang Shao glanced at Mo Xiaohei unceremoniously: "This Hu Ling'er is nicknamed 'Thousand-faced Fox', and she is the owner of the 105th floor of the 'Tsing Yi Building', and she is good at disguise, and it is said that she has many doppelgangers and is varied.

As early as before, she had died twice, once five years ago, the one hundred and fifth floor she led was in an encounter with the tenth master of the 'Dafeng Hall' 'Xuanhu Hall' 'The Grass Doesn't Grow, the Chicken and the Dog Don't Stay' Tang Moon had an encounter in the 'Slippery Shield', she and her one hundred and seven Tsing Yi killers all died in Tang Yue's 'Smile Hidden Needle, Above the Moon' Under the secret weapon, Tang Moon never left a living mouth to kill, who would have thought that two months later, 'Tsing Yi Lou' had another 'Thousand-faced Fox' Hu Ling'er appeared on the rivers and lakes. ”

Miao Miao Jian took over the conversation and said: "Another time, Hu Ling'er failed to assassinate Cai Jing on the order of Chen Yuan, and was captured by the 'destroyer of the playboy' Gongzi Mingsheng who was guarding Cai Jing's side, Gongzi Ming was ruthless, lustful and murderous, and humiliated and tortured Hu Linger to death, and even the corpse was cruelly dismantled, which was witnessed by many people; ”

Blood Iris heard it, and said with some horror: "According to this, after a while, there will be a Hu Ling'er who will come to us for revenge and ask for his life......

Kuang Shao turned his gaze to Shen Tu Hong, who was hiding in the arms of the blood iris and sobbing, and said half-threatening and half-persuasively: "So, for the sake of safety, it is better for Miss Shentu to hand over Cai Jing's 'hand message' to our inner guards for safekeeping." ”

"No, I can't. Before Miss Shentu could express her position, Ji Bei's life had already been cut off.

Blood Iris then said: "Before we meet the four girls of the 'Liangcheng Inn', we will not hand over the evidence of the treacherous conspiracy to anyone, and we will not trust anyone, including you." As she spoke, her beautiful and mischievous eyes fluttered over Kuang Shao, who was full of golden light, Mo Xiaohei, who was smiling angrily, and Ethereal Jian, who was uncertain.