The next day, he still had to cross the long street with Qin Xiao's horse, and saw that the word measuring stall was still there, and an elderly warlock shouted calmly, measuring words and divinations, or writing letters on his behalf. There is no trace of Master Xiao.

Could it be that he had seen it wrong a few days ago? Just as he was puzzled, he saw the martial artists who had opened the way shouting in a rough voice: "Get out of the way!" The warlock seemed to be frightened and stumbled to his feet, but the table overturned, the inkstone rolled to the middle of the road, and the black ink splashed and stained all the way. The whole team stopped because of this. The brigade blocked the road, making the already lively streets like boiling oil for a while.

Master Xiao wouldn't send a ranger to deliberately approach him or Qin Xiao in full view of everyone, right?

The warlock slowly packed up his things, so slow that the warriors wanted to kick him a few times.

Under the loud movement, Qin Xiao frowned, dismounted and approached, and everyone followed. Qin Xiao stopped the anger of the martial artists: "The matter of falling into the house is small, give some silver to appease, the city is a big incident, and it is a sin to accidentally injure passers-by." ”

The warriors helped to sprinkle and sweep up in a proper manner. The warlock's hippie smile was good: "Sure enough, Qin Ye is reasonable, and he is worthy of the high wind and bright festival." Why don't you count a hexagram for a small one for free?"

Qin Xiao looked him up and down, frowned, and didn't say anything.

Lin Liguo's eyes were sharp, and he interjected: "What is so much nonsense? New here? It wasn't you a few days ago." ”

The warlock replied cheekily: "The brothers are walking the rivers and lakes together, so we are not allowed to change shifts and take a vacation? ”

"How do you tell a fortune?"

"Face to face and hand to measure words, everything goes!"

"If you know how to tell fortunes, you will not be concerned about disturbing the chariots and horses today. Lin Liguo crossed his arms and glanced at Xie Junhe leisurely, "Count this black-clothed and black-faced person as a hexagram!"

The warlock was quite embarrassed, moved to Xie Junhe, stared at his face sideways and vertically, and shook his head as he looked: "If you talk about this appearance, it's hard to say, it's hard to say." ”

"If it's hard to say, you have to say it!" Qin Xiao suddenly fanned the flames on the side.

The warlock sold Guan Zi: "Since ancient times, the word is contrary to the ear, but mortals love to hear what is good, if it is wrong......"

"But it doesn't hurt to say it!"

The warlock counted them one by one: "The cheekbones are high, and the face is as angular as a knife, which is already a great murder." If the eyebrows are strong, then they are unkind, the brothers are separated, the eyes are like torches, the heart is burning, the obsession is too heavy, the lips are dark purple, the lips are thin and blessed, it must be lonely, there is no sign of hard work, the nose is dry and thin, and it is clear that the signs of life and death are wandering......"

"Shut up!" Jun He was furious and punched him head-on. Unexpectedly, he made a precise block on the opposite side, and then he actually countered with his fists and feet, and he was invincible for a while! He secretly groped out the opponent's martial arts path - resisting with strength, which was clearly different from the lightness of the Feather Sword Sect. There was a gloomy aura in his eyes-how could a person from the Feather Chasing Sword Sect really dare to ask for his life? Such a person was not a member of the Feather Chasing Sword Sect, so where did Xiao Peng go?

When he was entangled in close quarters, the cheeky warlock whispered in his ear: "My own people, the shack ...... in the middle of the night."

This voice was so light that only Xie Junhe could hear it.

Qin Xiao persuaded: "It doesn't hurt Junhe to let him take a step. ”

The two of them each withdrew a punch, each took a step back, and scored two points in an instant.

Lin Liguo laughed: "I am short-lived, why blame others for what he says!"

Jun He calmed down and thought about it carefully, Master Xiao has always acted cautiously, hiding in the crowd is his strength, stopping cars on the street to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, which is not like what he did. Looking at the warlock's eyes again, there must be a plan, Lin Liguo has repeatedly instigated trouble, which is really suspicious.

Jun He sneered and glanced at Lin Liguo, since you are acting at me, I will show you, and then said to the warlock: "Who can't look at it? I also know a thing or two: look at this person's bones, and clearly distinguish people who practice martial arts!"

When the words fell, the face on the other side was embarrassed, and the light of the Hidden Blade suddenly lit up, and it approached Jun He with an uproar, as light as a bat's wing, soft as a snake's kiss. Xie Junhe was not relentless, leaning back to avoid the edge is a kick in the chest.

"Wait!" Lin Liguo's voice did not fall, and the remnant sword had already sealed his throat.

The warlock's eyes widened and he opened his mouth to speak, but he hissed in his throat, blood gushing. It was so fast that everyone didn't have time to see it clearly, but he gasped and watched everything happen, and he fell to the ground and rolled a few times before moving.

"You speak slowly. Jun and sneered coldly.

Lin Liguo was so frightened that his lips turned purple and his face was like ashes. Qin Xiao was furious: "Where is the assassin?"

Jun He slipped up: "He whispered to me just now about his own people, could it be from the Feather Sword Sect?"

"Do you know?"

"Raw faces. ”

Lin Liguo asked angrily: "Why don't you leave a living mouth, so that you can touch the melon along the vine?"

"Have you ever seen the Blood Ghost Hall shoot to keep him alive? Once the sword shows mercy, so that he has a chance to take advantage of it, hurt Qin Ye, and take your dog's head to compensate?

Lin Liguo's face was blue for a while, and purple for a while. He stared at Xie Junhe, his half-squinted eyes were shining with green light, and his cheeks were agitated for a long time, like a puffer fish that was full of breath, but he couldn't say anything. Leng Buding was swept by Qin Xiao, and his legs trembled unconsciously.

Qin Xiao's anger did not subside, and he ordered loudly: "There must be a party, immediately martial law, and search for suspicious people." Go home!"

The blood-stained street was suddenly shrouded in dead air. Wait for a thunderstorm to wash everything away with a bang.

In the iron pavilion of Wangjiangtai at night, Xie Junhe saw Qin Shi appear outside the corridor for the first time in a few days, and naturally smelled the wine jar in his hand. When he saw Qin Shi, he knew that the night owls had all withdrawn.

Qin Shi pushed the door into the house, put on two large wine bowls, lined up all kinds of side dishes, and personally filled him with wine: "I am here to apologize on behalf of my father." Wronged Xie Daxia. Lin Liguo had nothing to say. ”

"He can't even say it! He is embarrassed to say in front of Qin Ye that he has set up such a bad situation to test me?" Jun He continued to put on an angry appearance and drank with his head down.

This was beyond Qin Shi's expectations: "Lin Liguobu's game, is it impossible, isn't it the killer of the Feather Chasing Sword Sect?"

Jun He was not convinced, and he couldn't say it too clearly, so he only said: "My personal enmity with him is clear to the Qin family. God knows what else he's going to do to trick me!"

Qin Shi laughed silently, knowing that he was speechless: "The corpse of the warlock is in the city, and Qin Ye ordered the corpse to be exposed for three days to see if anyone dares to claim it, so as to find out the same party." But only two days later, the body disappeared into the long street, leaving no trace. Such a good light skill, some people say that it is the feather sword faction secretly attacking. He seemed to tell Jun He this on purpose, just to see his reaction.

Jun He disdainfully stuffed his mouth full of cakes: "The thief shouted to catch the thief, and the night owl laid a net from heaven and earth, no matter how good the light skill is, can he still make a trick?" If Qin Xiao knew that he dared to send someone to assassinate him, the tiger would pluck the feathers on his head, and he would not have plucked his dog's head!"

"No wonder he has gone mad, and has come to me several times in a row, intending to speak to my father, pretending to remove the night stalker and secretly check on your actions. However, his father resolutely did not see him these days, which made him anxious. My father said that if he didn't find out the accomplices behind the scenes, he would want his head. ”

"I'll wait for Qin Ye to pick off his head!" Jun He was still puffing up, treating the roast chicken on the table as if it was a forest fruit, twisting his neck and breaking off the chicken leg to gnaw.

"Alright, don't be unforgiving. Qin Shi refused to watch him enact again. "Anyway, Shopkeeper Lin told me that this stall was set up there by the people of the Feather Sword Sect. Since you have killed the killer, you must know that you have been transferred. So where is the original Ranger?"

"You'll have to ask the night stalker. Jun and hippie replied with a smile on his face, and while breaking the other chicken leg, he handed it to Qin Shi. "There's something I really need your help with. ”

Qin Shi was not used to such a vulgar appearance, so he just drank to himself: "If it is Chu Xuehai's business, there is no need to say much, no one dares to touch her." No one wants to offend the Qi and Chu families at the same time, and Wangjiangtai - Tianqiao has already written to me, just in case, so when the traces of the night owl were just found nearby, Zijun cried to his father, and everything was solved. Tian Qiao's kid looked stunned, and the big things were never ambiguous. ”

Jun He let out a sigh of relief, toasted Qin Shi, and by the way, gnawed the uneaten chicken thighs, and then burped: "Happy!"

Qin Shi looked at him meaningfully: "The Long River Alliance, whether others take it seriously or not, I, Qin Shi, are serious." If you need help, just ask. ”

"There's something I really need help with: my bones hurt after being here for so many days. It's time for Lao Tzu to move his muscles!Qin Dashao shouldn't mind!" Xie Junhe stretched.

Qin Shi was really a little scared: "Where are you going?"

"In the yard, don't make trouble for you!" the voice fell, and the person was already outside the door.

However, when Qin Shi took a slow sip of wine and left the table to look around, how could there be a shadow of Xie Junhe in the courtyard? Qin Shi couldn't help but sigh: his heart was hard to die. Although the night owl's repeated toss is an empty plan, it is not unreasonable.

The sheng song in Huayue Building is still the same, as if the blood on the street has nothing to do with it. Junhe went straight into the store, walking through the noisy lobby to the box on the second floor that he was familiar with. The people in the first shop didn't seem to care about him so much - it was a daily routine for the Blood Ghost Hall Master to come and go here.

A drinker with a coarse cloth in the aisle suddenly got up, and collided with Xie Junhe lightly, spilling a few drops from the wine bowl. The drinker gave him a drunken hand on the shoulder, smiled, and tugged before leaving his seat. Jun He waved his hand dissatisfiedly, but his palm touched something. Surprised, the drinker had already swayed to the account counter.

Junhe went straight upstairs. In a no-man's land, I lit the oil lamp, only to see that there was an extra wax pill in my hand. As soon as Junhe's palm exerted force, he crushed the wax pill, and an extremely thin note was rolled into thin strips and hidden in between. Unfolded, in addition to the familiar vermilion seal, there are only six words: Zhongyuan, Changhe, and ghost hunting.

Jun He suddenly: This is the real news from Chu Tao! A little strength gradually ignited in his heart—he finally knew what to do.

Jun He pushed the window and looked away, only to see that on the long street, the shadow was blowing alone.