Money in the heavens

At noon, in the oasis where the temple where An Guoxie died was located, a shopkeeper frowned. Something was wrong. Uncle An Guo entered the temple last night and why he hasn't come out yet. As usual, he I'll come over and hang out for a while!

He waited for a few more hours, and saw that the sky was as dark as fire, and the ground in front of him was golden. It was already sunset, but An Guoxie hadn't come over to wander around yet. He became more and more anxious, and he vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

The waiter retreated into the store and left through the back door, but he had changed his clothes, wearing a white burqa and a white bun, looking like a typical Shake.

He walked very quickly through the town, bypassed the small lake, and arrived at the area where the palace was originally located. Then, he stepped into the temple where he watched An Guoxie enter last night.

As soon as he entered the temple, his heart sank rapidly. Even though a long time passed, the air was still filled with the faint smell of blood and an unexplainable and uncomfortable smell.

Using the light of the sunset, he searched for traces on the ground inch by inch. Suddenly, his eyes froze. There were faint dark black patches on the ground in front of the tattered statue.

Although it was obvious that someone had dealt with the traces, the splattered blood was hidden very deep. If the sunset light didn't happen to shine on this place at this time, making it look special, I wouldn't have noticed it at all.

The horse bandit who used his identity as a gangster stood stunned. Without checking, he could guess that this was Uncle Anguo's blood. He was probably no longer in this world. After all, if he killed someone else, why bother dealing with the traces? As long as he didn't kill the boss's relatives, the disciples favored by the ancestors, the direct descendants or important figures in the Xueshan Sect, Vajra Temple, Shura Temple, and Huanxi Temple, who could do anything to him?

Things have gotten serious... The horse bandit spy sighed deeply in his heart. This was no longer something he could handle!

One of the two most favored disciples of the ancestor, a master with all nine apertures opened and a well-known figure on the list, was killed so silently?

The murderer's strength is definitely far beyond his imagination!

He searched carefully for a while, but found no other clues. Not daring to delay, he quietly walked around the store and wrote a letter in detail about what he saw, heard and his guesses.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that the crying old man was dead. Although Luo Ju was an expert on location, he was not really strong in the field after all, and his influence was far less than that of the crying old man.

Once the news of the Crying Old Man's death spreads, I'm afraid not many people will be wary of horse bandits like them anymore, and even more people will join forces to deal with those who are related to the Crying Old Man in order to flatter and win over Xuan Bei.

At night, he jumped to the woods next to the small lake, pinched his lower lip, and whistled. After three long and two short seconds, a strange bird with a white top and black feathers flew out of the forest and landed happily on his shoulder. A pat on the head, extremely affectionate.

The horse bandit exchanged feelings with the strange bird for a while, fed it a few sticks of fresh meat, and then tied the letter to its feet and let it flap its wings and fly high into the sky.

The horse bandit stayed in place for a while, sighed softly, and quietly returned to the store.

The next day, he went to see the store selling goods as usual. In the evening, just as he was about to close the door under the instructions of the shopkeeper, a tall middle-aged man appeared in front of his eyes. He has short thick hair, a full beard, a black eyepatch over his left eye, and a long and narrow black saber on his waist.

"Boss." The horse bandit lowered his head and shouted respectfully, using the language of the Western Regions rather than the unwritten language of the Jin Dynasty on the trade route.

This person is Zeroju, one of the three horse bandits in the Hanhai, a disciple of the crying old man and a master of the exterior scene, nicknamed the "Evil Sword of the Hanhai".

Zeluoju's voice was hoarse and had a special magnetism. He also said in the language of the Western Regions: "Where is the temple?"

An Guoxie is a master of all nine apertures. He is one of the two most powerful people in the Crying Old Man lineage, besides Zeluo Ju and Yanshi. His death is of great importance, so after Zeluo Ju received the secret letter, he Came here in person.

The horse bandit didn't dare to say anything. He took a look at the shopkeeper and found that he didn't know anything about it. It seemed that there was no Zeluo Ju at the door of the shop. He suddenly sighed in his heart, it was indeed the evil sword of the Hanhai.

He quickly closed the shop door, left from the back, and entered the temple with Zeluoju.

Zeluoju looked at the hard-to-find blood stain on the ground and slowly took off his eye mask. His empty left eye suddenly lit up with a faint green light. There seemed to be fish-like things swimming around inside, and the temple suddenly became filled with excitement. There were echoes of the ghosts of injustice, and it became dark and sinister.

His left eye was gouged out by the crying old man, but as a blessing in disguise, he mastered an extremely difficult magic skill - "Netherworld Evil Eye", which is also one of the origins of the nickname of Evil Sword.

The green light became brighter and brighter, and the entire temple seemed to be reflected in a green light, which was eerie and terrifying. The horse bandit was trembling with fear.

Zeluoju watched for a while, then turned around and walked out of the temple, slowly came to the small lake, and then raised his hand, a strong wind blew up, and a whirlpool formed in the lake.

With a crash, the whirlpool expanded rapidly, erupted violently, white waves rose into the sky, and two stones were brought up.

A headless corpse and a broken head were tied to the stone.

The horse bandit took a closer look. Although the corpse's face had been bitten to pieces by fish in the lake, the iconic white hair clearly proved that he was An Guoxie and had indeed been killed!

"Well done, I've wanted to kill this bastard for a long time."

Zeluoju said in a calm voice:

"But no matter how hard it is to kill, we can only do it!"

His "Netherworld Evil Eye" could not identify scars, so he put on the eye mask again and squatted beside the body to examine it carefully.

"There are scars on the forehead and cheeks, but they were deliberately destroyed by someone, and they were bitten and swallowed by fish. It is impossible to confirm which martial arts caused them, and it is also impossible to confirm whether it was fatal..."

Zhe Luoju whispered to himself, and the horse bandit wisely did not respond.

"There are hidden weapon scars, and the body was poisoned. The heart was severely damaged, which should be one of the main causes of death. There are traces of poison gas in the meridians and signs that the internal energy dissipated before death..."

Zhe Luoju said half in contemplation and half in observation.

"The bones are completely softened, which should be caused by avoiding swords and knives. To allow the bastard to do this, either the strength completely suppressed him, or he came in a hurry and could not react in time... The Crazy Sand Divine Art has signs of reverse luck. Combined with the previous, it should be to fight against the influence of toxins and scattered power poison gas. If the strength can suppress him, there is no need to go through so much trouble..."

Zheluo Ju clapped his hands, stood up, and said to the horse bandit:

"The murderer's strength does not exceed six orifices. He is good at using poison and launching hidden weapons. He is patient and should be very good at swordsmanship. An Guoxie made a mistake and was not on guard. He was fumigated by the scattered power poison gas, and then attacked him when he was not prepared. The sword was a cover, and the unique hidden weapon was the fatal cause. However, judging from his deliberate destruction of the sword scars, he must have a unique skill in swordsmanship, which cannot be ignored."

"Boss, it should be that little monk. At his age, it is estimated that he has just opened his eyes. What should we do?"

The horse bandit asked.

"Don't underestimate him. I will pass down the order. All brothers in the vast sea will kill this thief together."

Zhe Luoju had to deal with many matters in the vast sea. He saw that the murderer was not as strong as he imagined. He killed An Guoxie by many tricks, so he did not think of chasing him personally.

But even so, one-third of the horse bandits in the vast sea searched and hunted him, surrounded and killed him, which was also a very terrifying thing!

Among these horse bandits, there are countless masters who have opened their minds. They are all desperate criminals. They are familiar with the terrain, gather people by roaring, and communicate with each other. If they are caught by a group of horse bandits, but cannot escape from the vast sea or hide their tracks in time, even masters with nine orifices may die here.

"Yes, boss."

The horse bandit did not dare to look directly into Ze Luoju's sharp right eye.

He did not care about the death of his disciples at all, and even wanted to kill An Guoxie himself. It can be seen how cruel Ze Luoju's temperament is.

Liushaji, Meng Qi in a white Confucian robe and Gu Changqing, who looked like a weak scholar, returned on horseback, like two scholars who had traveled far away.

"Finally we are here." Gu Changqing sighed.

On the way, he took the wrong path several times and arrived at Liushaji a day later than expected.

Meng Qi's mouth twitched. This guy seemed a little unreliable. Would it be self-inflicted to rely on him to go to the depths of the vast sea to find his junior brother?

"Well, we are finally here." Meng Qi no longer used the words of a high monk.

Hearing Meng Qi's answer, Gu Changqing said awkwardly and embarrassedly: "I am relatively inexperienced. It's not that I don't know the terrain well enough. Look, didn't we finally arrive at Liushaji?"

"Yes." Meng Qi nodded to take care of his face.

Poplar trees of various shapes and forms stood by the road. Liushaji seemed to have gotten rid of the influence of the battle between Xuanbei and the crying old man that day, and regained a lot of popularity.

Meng Qi and Gu Changqing walked into the "Hanhai No. 1" together. The first thing they saw was the counter, and they saw Qu Jiuniang, who looked beautiful and mature, but had an abnormally bad personality.

Qu Jiuniang ignored them and lay on the counter, looking lazy and attractive. Many customers swallowed their saliva, but dared not look at them more.

"Shopkeeper, I want to inquire about some news." Meng Qi wore a gauze hat to cover the fact that he had no hair.

"No news." Qu Jiuniang said straightforwardly, not wanting to talk more. This is a place to eat and stay, not a place to inquire about news!

Meng Qi once again had the urge to teach her a lesson. It was too bad, but thinking that she might be a master of outdoor scenes, he still held back his anger and took out an emerald: "Shopkeeper, I am willing to pay a high price."

As soon as she saw this emerald of obviously extraordinary quality, Qu Jiuniang's eyes suddenly lit up, and the whole person suddenly became energetic, becoming more and more charming.

"Take it out earlier, it's easier to talk with money!" Qu Jiuniang said angrily.

This was the first time she looked at Meng Qi straight in the eye after coming in. As soon as she finished speaking, her face changed slightly. She carefully looked at Meng Qi from head to toe, looking at his eyes, his ears, his skin, his hands, the dark red ring knife hanging on his waist and the long sword wrapped in a pale gold scabbard. Meng Qi was uneasy. What on earth was she looking at?

Qu Jiuniang thought to herself:

"As expected of a little monk who can be recommended by that evildoer, his strength has improved so quickly, and it seems that he escaped from An Guoxie's hands!"

Her evaluation of Meng Qi was improved again.

Then, Qu Jiuniang's face recovered, and she said indifferently: "Since you want to find out the news, go to the room to avoid being heard."

Meng Qi had no objection to this. The news he inquired about might expose his identity. There were probably horse bandits and spies here.

Qu Jiuniang walked out of the counter and went upstairs first. She had a slender waist and a graceful back. She walked slowly and gracefully, like a willow in the wind. Meng Qi and Gu Changqing hurriedly followed her.

Some guests whispered and laughed: "When did you have to go to the room to get information? I remember Jiuniang never had such a rule?"

"So Jiu Niang likes this kind of pretty boy, who eats everything and is the most nourishing, hehe." They laughed obscenely.

Qu Jiu Niang's eyebrows were raised when she heard this, and she picked up the wooden basin that the waiter was using to wipe the table and splashed it over: "Go nourish your mother!"

The guests who were talking were soaked like drowned rats, with strands of hair stuck to their faces, and their clothes were soaked and stuck to their bodies, looking extremely embarrassed, and the food and wine in front of them were naturally soaked.

Shameful waste... Meng Qi had to take into account the rules of the opposite side in Changhua Temple, and he had to maintain the image of a high monk in front of Duan Xiangfei and others. He had not eaten meat properly for two months. He only occasionally sneaked out at night to catch some wild animals and barbecue them by himself. Due to the incomplete seasoning and poor cooking skills, the taste was really unsatisfactory.

After returning, he and Gu Changqing rushed to Hanhai, relying on dry food to fill their stomachs, and they didn't know the taste of meat. Therefore, after entering the "Hanhai No. 1", the fragrant smell of meat made him drool.

Qu Jiuniang took a look at the wine and food that were soaked in a mess, and snorted: "If you want to eat, eat, if not, get out."

After that, she went upstairs without looking back.

Meng Qi reluctantly withdrew his gaze, told himself that he would be able to eat later, and quickly followed Jiuniang.

Those guests were also businessmen who traveled to Hanhai all the time. They were considered familiar customers of Hanhai No. 1. At this time, they looked at each other as if they were not surprised, and laughed.

"Haha, I just like Jiuniang to be so spicy!"

"That's right, those girls don't taste like Jiuniang, alas, it's a pity that it wasn't her foot washing water just now."

Hearing this, Meng Qi couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat for them. If he continued to say so, he might see their bodies in Hanhai tonight.

Qu Jiuniang pretended not to hear anything, pushed open a guest room and walked in, sat on the bedside, watched Meng Qi and Gu Changqing carefully close the door, and then said with a smile:

"You are so brave, you dare to return to Liushaji after being ordered to kill by Zeluoju. To tell you the truth, there are five horse bandits and spies among the guests below, two of whom are Zeluoju's subordinates."

Meng Qi did not expect that he could hide it from Qu Jiuniang who had met him face to face without being disguised at a professional level. After all, she was also rumored to be in the outer scene: "I came back specially to find out which direction my junior brother left? Where did my master fight with the crying old man?"

Qu Jiuniang's expression was cold, her eyes were rolling, and she was about to get drunk. Of course, her target was not Meng Qi, but the emerald in Meng Qi's hand: "One question, one gem."

I'll go and grab it! Meng Qi cursed, but still took out a blood-red gem and a emerald green gem: "Three questions."

Who said this is a monopoly business! Going down to inquire will only expose your whereabouts!

Qu Jiuniang looked at the three gems without blinking: "The last place they fought was 'Bo Mi', which is a dangerous place in the vast sea and a place where evil people gather. The little monk went due west, and he should be chasing them..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fragrant wind filled his nose and refreshed his heart and lungs. Meng Qi's eyes blurred, and all three gems in his hand fell into Qu Jiuniang's hands.

"There is still one question I haven't asked." Meng Qi tried hard to fight for his rights.

Qu Jiuniang played with the gems in her hand with a dazed look, and said impatiently: "Ask quickly."

"What is the evil knife hunting order? Where is my master now?" Meng Qi asked with concern.

Qu Jiuniang raised her head suddenly, with an expression that said, "Don't bully me because I'm not good at divination":

"These are two questions."

Ahem, Meng Qi coughed, took out a piece of jade, and threw it to Qu Jiuniang. There were only a few jewels left from An Guoxie.

Qu Jiuniang's black and white eyes sparkled, she looked at the jadeite intently, and waved to catch it. Such eyes, combined with her mature and beautiful appearance and figure, if used on a man, Meng Qi doubted that few could resist it.

"After the death of the crying old man, Xuanbei seemed to be following your tracks, but seemed to be led away by an unknown existence, heading deep into the Western Regions!"

Qu Jiuniang put away the gem with satisfaction and continued:

"The Evil Knife Hunting Order is a symbol of Ze Luoju's dominance over the vast sea, used to deal with important enemies that are not worth his time. Once the Evil Knife Hunting Order is issued, the horse bandits and lone bandits who surrender to him on the vast sea will chase this person like crazy, because Ze Luoju will meet his reasonable request." (End of this chapter)