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The King of the North Ridges the wind and went up the North Ridge Slope. When he encountered a heavy rain, he had to find a place to shelter from the rain. He thought that it would be difficult to walk in the snow. An Yisheng and the others would not force their way out of the North in the rain. They would probably turn back into the North City hid.

After all, the most dangerous places are the safest.

So the suspicious King of the North made a wrong guess this time. An Yisheng and Bu Qinghe successfully crossed the North Ridge Slope and arrived at Taohua Town a few days later.

Peach Blossom Town is still dull and lively, and the largest inn is full of people.

Bu Qinghe became the jade pendant on his waist, exchanged some silver taels, and the two stayed in the inn.

Unexpectedly, the waiter at the inn still remembered An Yisheng, and greeted An Yisheng warmly and thoughtfully. He added tea and poured water, and he didn't feel that they were downcast. wind and dust.

The two ordered some food and sat down in the hall, their rain-drenched hair was dried again and stuck tightly to their faces, their clothes were all torn and out of shape, they looked like two stinky beggars.But that's okay, it's a deception.

But it seems useless, after all, even a waiter in the shop can recognize it at a glance.

The waiter mysteriously took a package and said: "Master, the master who was with you last time came back and saw that you were not there, so he left and forgot to bring everything."

An Yisheng was about to take it and have a look, when there was a bustle at the door, a group of lamas in colorful clothes came in and sat at tables around them.

The waiter in the shop was taken aback, but he still showed his professionalism. He greeted the person with a smile on his face, and asked the person who looked the most glamorous: "Is it better to stay in the shop as a guest officer, and pour tea for each person in turn."

Everyone was silent, as if they didn't hear, maybe they didn't understand.

At this time, a person next to him whispered to the waiter in the official dialect of the Central Plains, the two whispered a few words, the waiter yelled, and soon the food was served, all vegetarian dishes.

The waiter came back after finishing his work. An Yisheng told the lamas in the shop that he had already looked at the things. They were all ordinary clothes. Shunfeng probably didn’t want them, so he wrapped the parcel and put it aside, just because the two of them were missing something. clothing.

An Yisheng was a little panicked when he saw the waiter in the shop, and at the same time, he saw that the lamas around him had weird makeup, each of them was like a colorful rooster, and the big Buddha who didn't want to save all sentient beings was more like a group of demon monks.Then he asked, "What's the history of those people?"

The waiter waved his hand and said softly, "Don't ask, be careful not to get into trouble."

Bu Qinghe was also surprised and stared at the Lama for a while.The table looks more dignified, with dark red, dark and yellow half of the body, I don't know if it is cassock or monk's clothes. On the table is a round incense burner, which is densely carved with Buddhist scriptures and paintings. This kind of black jade is made of iron, with a flowing color, and it looks very valuable.

Bu Qinghe couldn't help watching for a while, and all the lamas on the opposite side glared at him.

Shop waiter: "My lord, don't look at it, I just took a look at it just now, and the man said that this thing will suck people's souls, and if you look at it too much, you will die."

An Yisheng: "Fanbang's demonic words are not enough to be believed."

A person behind said: "If the benefactor doesn't believe it, the old monk is the one who takes people's souls."

Such an arrogant mouthpiece, An Yisheng was about to stand up and reply, but was held down by Bu Qinghe: "Don't make trouble."

The waiter smoothed things over and said, "Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings."

At night, the two of them finished their bath and changed into Shunfeng's clothes, which fit just fine.

Bu Qinghe: "I saw three thumbs pinned to the waist of a demon monk, and one of them looked familiar."

An Yisheng: "The clerk said they were just here to do something, but now that the work is done, they are leaving before nightfall. Don't think too much about it."

Bu Qinghe couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it, and the two fell asleep.

On the second day, the two left the inn, passed through the peach blossom forest, and went straight to Caiyunxuan.

At this time, the peach blossoms have withered, the peach trees have not yet grown, and the peach trees are in full bloom.The field of vision in the woods is suddenly opened, and the clear spring can be seen from a distance, and Caiyunxuan can be seen after a few sections of the road.

At this time, Caiyunxuan has no color at all, and the roof tiles are decadent.Before he got close, he could smell blood from afar. Entering the hall, it was obvious that he had passed through the Shura battlefield.

Wherever An Yisheng and Bu Qinghe went, they didn't meet a single victim, almost all of them were pierced through the chest by a sharp knife and killed with one move.

This is too miserable, there is no one to collect the corpse.

An Yisheng never imagined that Caiyunxuan would end up in such a situation. He was able to loot Caiyunxuan and loot it so thoroughly. Who on earth has such a great ability?

Thinking of Bu Qingya, Bu Qinghe couldn't help worrying about her safety, and couldn't help but look over every corpse to check.Finding that it was not, he breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart, and frowned, repeating this.

An Yisheng saw Bingqing, Xueyue and other familiar faces, but never saw the four beauties of Caiyunxuan and Bu Qingya.

The two of them looked hastily, they didn't search the house, but ran to the Cliff of Regret, where Chen Yu Zhou's might be able to escape.

There is a cave in Huixin Cliff, and there are deep and shallow puddles everywhere, the puddles are full of larvae, and there are still water droplets dripping from the cave roof, Zhou's mother and daughter are leaning on the stone wall, their faces are calm as if they have fallen asleep.

"Aunt Zhou?"

No one answered.

"Qingya?"

Bu Qinghe asked tentatively, but still no one answered.So he tentatively pushed Bu Qingya with his hands, but the mother and daughter fell down together, obviously dead.

Bu Qinghe knelt in front of Zhou's mother and daughter, crying bitterly.

Who is so cruel, Mrs. Zhou left Caiyunxuan to be a concubine of the Bu family for more than 20 years, if there is a grudge, it will only be [-] years.But as for Bu Qingya, Bu Qinghe knew that this younger sister had always been timid and fearful, and kept to her duty, who on earth would not let even a little girl go.

The matter is still in Caiyunxuan, Caiyunxuan has always been unafraid of the powerful, and the king of Nan'an and the Northern Realm can't do anything to them.

Bu Qinghe knelt for a long time before An Yisheng lifted him up. In just a few days, the younger sisters all left them. From then on, they were truly lonely.

An Yisheng: "You have to find the old lady Bai first."

Bu Qinghe wiped away his tears, it is true that now is not the time to be sad.

But when he heard about the old woman in white, he immediately remembered that she often wore a green finger ring on her old and withered finger, which was exactly the same as the one on the waist of the demon monk that day.

"I know who it is, the demon monk that day was the one who killed Caiyunxuan." Bu Qinghe said.

An Yisheng basically understood it, but he still didn't know the reason.He took Bu Qinghe to move out the bodies of Zhou's mother and daughter, and put them together with the other sisters in Caiyunxuan in the hall where the old lady Bai often met.

Others are estimated to be more or less ominous.

Although there are many houses in Caiyunxuan, they are neatly arranged, especially after a fight, the doors and windows are damaged, and the walls are covered with blood, and one can see the inside at a glance.

The two patrolled for a week, dragged out the few corpses in the room and put them outside until they reached the closed pharmacy in the backyard.

There was a sudden movement in front of him. An Yisheng looked for the sound and saw two blood-stained crawl marks. He followed the crawl marks and saw a person hiding behind a pile of rotten logs. His legs were exposed.

"Who!"

An Yisheng asked, but no one answered, the person in front of him was motionless, and he didn't know if he was alive or dead.

The man was pretending to be a dead body, and Bu Qinghe went up to the pile of rotten wood to reveal a skinny man with his eyes closed, still pretending to be dead.

The flower picker lost consciousness long after his leg was broken. He thought that if he hid it well, he would not be discovered. He only pretended to be dead when he heard the question. Now that he was pulled out of the rotten wood, he could only continue to pretend to be dead.

Bu Qinghe obviously didn't recognize who the person in front of him was, but An Yisheng could tell from his thin face that he was the flower picker at that time, Yi Sheng, the apprentice of the old prostitute.

An Yisheng only thought he was dead, and went forward to drag the corpse. He didn't know what the corpse touched, maybe it was cut by a piece of wood, and the flower picker let out a "hiss" in unbearable pain.

An Yisheng immediately stopped, patted his face lightly, and said, "Get up if you're not dead."

The flower picker finally opened his eyes and saw the two of them. If he met a savior, his eyes instantly burst into fireworks and were filled with tears.

It looked like he hadn't touched a drop of water for several days.

Bu Qinghe found some tea, and woke up the flower pickers. An Yisheng gathered all the corpses they could find, and set them all on fire.

The Yasha Poisonous Dragon Whip on Bu Qingya's body was not taken away, An Yisheng simply took it back for his own use, which was regarded as returning it to the original owner.

After the flower picker woke up, he saw the tea next to him and said in horror, "Will you give me that damned peach blossom honey brew?"

Bu Qinghe didn't know about peach blossom honey brewing, but An Yisheng knew very well that this stuff is very common in Cai Yun Xuan, and it's specially used for charm and aphrodisiac.

The flower pickers complained endlessly. In Caiyunxuan these days, Xueyue tormented him in different ways, including the heavenly peach blossom honey brew.The flower picking thief Sichun was puzzled, and he didn't die of blood, but most of them didn't/lifted.

Bu Qinghe asked him coldly: "What happened?"

The good impression the flower picker had just established on Bu Qinghe was wiped out for a moment. When he and An Hongdou pretended to be harmonious as a family in Anfu, the distant cousin had an inexplicable hostility towards his fake cousin, and the flower picker never understood.Seeing their brows and eyes full of affection now, the words and words between you and me seem to have a tacit understanding, and the two of them even wear the same clothes, so it can't help but make people think about it.

Sure enough, there is adultery!

The flower picker hesitated for a while, An Yisheng thought that Bu Qinghe had frightened him, so he said softly, "What happened here, where is the old lady Bai?"

Only then did the flower picker come to his senses. Seeing that An Yisheng's high mountain flower was stepped on by others, and he didn't know whether it was above or below, he instantly felt that it was difficult for him to be the name of the flower picker.

Said: "I just remember that someone came to ask me the key to lightness kung fu. Hey, to be honest, Xue Yue's mother-in-law can't come here anymore. Bingqing comes to me every day to ask for martial arts. You must know that it is my master's famous stunt. Although he He has already been hammered to death by Cui Qinyao, but he can be regarded as enjoying the wealth of the world, and the people who have been raped by him can form a Peach Blossom Town, and this life is not in vain..."

"Get to the point!" Bu Qinghe rarely had such a harsh tone.

The flower picker was interrupted, so he thought for a while, and then said: "That day after Bingqing left, there was the sound of fighting outside, I looked through the crack of the door, and saw a group of monks in colorful clothes killing, mumbling what to say. I can't understand either, I vaguely heard Bingqing crying and calling out 'Suzerain'."

"Those colorful demon monks' martial arts seem to be specialized in defeating Caiyunxuan. No matter how skilled the Caiyun girl is, she can't hold out one or two moves in front of them. I think the momentum is wrong, so I climbed out immediately. Although my legs are useless, the master's lightness kung fu is much more flexible. Change, there is no method, it is all up to oneself to comprehend, and they will not believe me if I tell them."

"I did it backwards, using my hands as my feet, I ran up to the roof, and found a place to hide. Hey, it was a move I was planning to escape, but it was used in advance."

"What happened next?" An Yisheng asked.

There was a trace of fear in the flower picker's eyes, and he looked at the raging fire from the corpse not far away, and said: "After the person died, I saw them burn the old white woman, and put the ashes into a black incense burner... ..."

An Yisheng and Bu Qinghe looked at each other, and at the same time, the incense burner in the hands of the demon monk rang.

The flower picker stopped talking, and the three of them were silent for a while. The fire not far away was crackling and crackling, and there seemed to be the sound of someone crying in their ears, chopping and rustling, making the scalp numb and the back feel chilly.

The three of them faced the raging fire, added more firewood, and bowed a few times.