"Hey, our boss is talking to you, old immortal, do you hear?" Among the five men, a big man with scorched hair jumped out, raised his eyebrows obliquely, and put the knife on the neck of the pharmacist, "Stand up for Lao Tzu!"

Pharmacist Feng opened his eyes unhurriedly, leaned on wooden crutches, and with Wu Yan's support, he stood up tremblingly, coughed a few times, covered his mouth and said: "The old man is one of the walking men who are passing by, what are the heroes doing?"

Wu Yan held the arm of the pharmacist with a pale face, and looked at several big men timidly.

Several big men were a little nervous, but when they saw the appearance of the two of them, the big man who began to ask questions laughed strangely and said to the rest of the men: "Damn, I thought I had touched a stubble, but I didn't expect it to be two sheep." Ge Lao Er, talk nonsense with them, and see if there are any yellow goods. Send them on their way when they're done. ”

Wu Yan was confused by what they said, but he understood the last sentence of sending them on the road, and thought that he was going to let them go, his face was relieved, and he looked at the pharmacist Feng. The pharmacist glanced at the man who spoke, and when he saw the man holding the knife on his neck, he reached out and grabbed the burden on his back, and his body slightly moved to the side, avoiding the man.

Ge Lao Er was stunned for a moment, and while he was stunned, the pharmacist Feng patted Wu Yan on the shoulder, pushed forward, and said, "You have been playing in the big house for a month, so let's try a few of them." ”

Wu Yan was stunned for a moment, he still thought that he was secretly hiding in the house to practice Fengyun Step and Fengyun Sword Technique, but the pharmacist didn't know it, he didn't expect the pharmacist to know.

In the past three or four months, Wu Yan has been constantly practicing Fengyun swordsmanship and Fengyun steps, and he has made a small gain, but he has never had the opportunity to fight with others, and he doesn't know what level he is. He really wanted to find someone to try, but he didn't expect that there was an opportunity in front of him now.

Wu Yan no longer hesitated, took out the jet-black sheath short dagger given to him by the pharmacist a few days ago from his arms, pulled out the dagger sheath, held the dagger in his right hand, took a wrong step forward, and his body disappeared in place strangely.

At this time, Pharmacist Feng also moved slightly, out of the range of the second big knife control of the elder Ge, and appeared a few steps away strangely, looking indifferently at the five big men in front of him.

"Oh no! Big guy be careful, damn, this time I lost my eyes, and I really met a stubble!" The man had just time to shout this sentence, and suddenly felt a pain in his wrist, and screamed, and the big knife in his hand fell to the ground, and blood shot out along his wrist.

Wu Yan's figure flashed beside the screaming big man and disappeared again. The other four big men, seeing their own boss take a picture, they were discarded before they even saw the shadow of the enemy, and they lost their weapons, where did they still have the courage to stay.

Several people hurriedly shouted: "The wind is tight, huh, huh!" while scattering and fleeing, one by one trying to escape.

The big man who was the first to be hit didn't care about the pain in his wrist and the big knife that fell to the ground at this time, covered the wound with the other hand, and also ran away.

The yellow-haired man Ge Lao Er, who had just escaped three steps away, also screamed, his wrist was marked with blood, and his weapon fell to the ground. He didn't care about anything else, and ran to the east of the road without looking back.

Wu Yan's body appeared strangely beside the pharmacist sealant, holding a bloodstained dagger in his hand, his face was a little excited and a little dazed, and said, "Master, I scared them all away." ”

The pharmacist pouted, did not speak, and also took a wrong step forward, and his body disappeared in place strangely. Wu Yan's face changed greatly, and he only heard five screams of different lengths, which came from different directions one after another, and when he heard it in his ears, it was extremely terrifying and miserable.

After a while, the pharmacist went and returned. The five corpses were thrown by him on the ground in front of Wu Yan one after another.

"Dig a big hole there. The pharmacist kicked a big knife at Wu Yan, pointed to the open space next to the five corpses, and did not explain why he was allowed to do so.

Wu Yan's face was pale, his eyes were wandering, and he didn't seem to dare to look at those corpses. He covered his mouth, resisted the feeling of vomiting and nausea, and began to dig a hole in the clearing.

The pharmacist unscrewed the old gourd on the wooden crutch, then picked up a knife on the ground at random, and slashed a few times at each corpse.

Wu Yan finally didn't hold back, and vomited at the pit he had just dug, until there was nothing left in his stomach to vomit, he covered his chest, knelt next to the big pit, and looked at the pharmacist Shi Wei blankly.

The pharmacist sealed the mouth of the gourd with an expressionless face and aimed at the five corpses and trembled. Some fine yellow powder was scattered from the mouth of the gourd on the blood that flowed from the wounds of the five corpses.

As soon as the powder touched the blood on the wound, yellow smoke began to rise. At the same time, a very pungent and fishy smell was emitted along with the yellow smoke. Those corpses, strangely visible to the naked eye, turned into patches of pus. Where the pus flowed, the clothes and flesh that had not yet rotted were also simmering and turning into pus.

Wu Yan's face turned even paler, and his body involuntarily retreated. He desperately covered his mouth, nose and chest with his hands.

After a while, the pus seeped into the dirt, leaving no trace. The five bodies had completely disappeared, as if they had never been there. There was a very heavy and strange smell floating in the air, which gradually dissipated when the wind blew.

With an expressionless face, the pharmacist threw the five knives scattered on the ground and some things that had not melted into the pit that Wu Yan had dug just now, and then cautiously kicked the floating soil next to him to bury the pit. It wasn't until there was no longer a trace of suspicion that he patted the dirt off his hands and stood up.

"Let's go. The pharmacist stuffed the old gourd, hung it on the wooden crutch again, and walked along the road to the west without hurrying.

Wu Yan stood up and hurriedly followed.

The two of them hurried one after the other. Along the way, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was very dull.

After walking for more than ten miles, Wu Yan's pale cheeks gradually regained a trace of blood. He opened his mouth to ask something, but in the end he didn't ask anything.

"The rivers and lakes are sinister, and you will slowly understand it later. Those five people are all from the Broken Knife Hall. What they said just now was all charlatan. 'Stubble' refers to Lian Jiazi, 'Yang Gu' refers to ordinary people, 'Yellow Goods' refers to money, 'Sending people on the road' is to kill people and destroy corpses, and 'the wind is tight' is the meaning of everyone running away. Jianghu is a place where people eat people and don't spit out bones. If you don't have a little bit of awareness and vigilance, you may not know how you died, and what is even more sad is that sometimes you don't even know who died in your hands. Pharmacist Feng seemed to be talking to himself, and as if he was talking to Wu Yan, muttering as he walked.

Wu Yan looked up in the four fields, the sky was blue, and white clouds were floating in the air. The earth was pale and yellow, overgrown with green weeds. This beautiful river and lake he longed for before, but when he turned around, he saw the bloody cruelty.