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Luo Xingyun naturally heard the speeches of the people around him, but he had nothing to do with the cults, and the deaths and injuries of righteous masters had nothing to do with him, so he had no interest in paying attention to these things.

However, when he raised his eyes, he unexpectedly found a glimmer of light in the eyes of the mysterious fake scholar sitting opposite him, and he immediately became interested, and said, "Brother Li, have you ever heard of that cult?" ?”

"Well... I heard something from the elders at home. The members of this cult are not from the Central Plains, but a tribe from the Northwestern Yi people. Their real name is the Qigu Clan. After they invaded the Central Plains and acted arrogantly, causing countless deaths and injuries to the people, they were called that. Cult."

Luo Xingyun saw that this person was speaking frankly, and couldn't help but secretly cursed cheekily in his heart. As expected, he didn't like oil and salt, so he avoided the topic: "Then I don't know where Brother Li is going to go next?"

"I'm just taking advantage of my youth to come out to the rivers and lakes for a while, and go wherever I go." To put it bluntly, it's traveling around the mountains and rivers, doing nothing, and the sleeves are leaking. dangling.

Luo Xingyun chuckled when he heard the words: "Brother Li has really made a lot of trouble, and even got into trouble with assassins." The implication is: Are you sure you didn't come out to run for your life?

However, Li Wanshu raised the corners of his lips and smiled meaningfully: "Who told me that there is nothing good about me but that I am too kind. I can't see someone in a dangerous situation. I didn't expect to do a good thing and cause a whole lot of trouble."

Luo Xingyun glanced at the shameless scholar, and automatically filtered his words, without passing a single word into his head.

"Huh? Why is there a piece of paper in the sky?!"

"what is this?"

The turmoil outside quickly attracted the attention of everyone in the inn. Everyone walked out of the inn door to watch the excitement. All of a sudden, they saw the sky full of papers flying in the air like the first snow in the capital, and falling down in a big way.

Luo Xingyun stood outside the door and looked around, reached out and pinched a piece of paper, only to find some words written on it, but what was written on it made him frown.

Our church is about to hold the Dragon Banquet of the Eight Corpses. We are waiting for the good and the evil to come to Mingjiang Zuo Luofan Villa on the seventh day of June. The missing elders of each faction will also gather.

Below it is a bloody flower seal.

Cult?

Luo Xingyun subconsciously looked at Li Wanshu who was also reading the note, and saw that guy's eyes seemed to be glued to the paper, but there was no flaw in the expression on his face, he was extremely calm without surprise or doubt.

This person's reaction was extremely strange, could it be someone from a cult?

"Could it be that this cult is full of food and has nothing to do, so why do they suddenly hold a feast of eight corpses and dragons? They also set the venue for the banquet in the Central Plains, so they have a lot of confidence." Li Wanshu suddenly came together and said, There was still a faint smile on his face: "I don't know what brother Yun thinks about this matter?"

"It's none of your business, hang it high. This is a pit, I'm not interested in knocking myself stupid and jumping into it. Why, it seems that Brother Li is eager to try." Luo Xingyun raised his eyebrows.

"Don't dare, dare not, I am very timid and definitely dare not jump down alone, but sometimes people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes..." Li Wanshu's last sentence seemed to sigh and helplessness, his dark eyes The middle is also obscure and elusive.

The night is deep.

After the sound of the third watch, the bustling county town also fell into a deep sleep. There were few people walking around on the street, and a cat or two came out for a walk from time to time.But this silence didn't last long, a middle-aged man in white suddenly appeared staggeringly, and he was panting continuously, the blood on his chest was more glaring against the white clothes, behind him was a black man The man in clothes chased after him so that he had to quicken his pace.

It's not that the man in white is unaware of his situation, seeing that he can't escape, he turned around and fought desperately.The result was predictable, the middle-aged man had serious injuries on his body, coupled with the fact that he was oozing blood while beating him, he was exhausted after a hundred or so rounds.And when he was in a trance, the man in black took the opportunity to slap the sword in the middle-aged man's hand, and the sword flashed, and the long sword shot directly towards the second floor of the inn not far away.

The long sword directly penetrated the paper window of one of the guest rooms on the second floor of the inn, and then nailed it hard to the beam of the guest room.

Luo Xingyun suddenly opened his eyes, in the darkness, since his eyes had already adapted to the environment, he could see everything in the room clearly.He first frowned, but then looked at the beams above his head in a daze, and his heartbeat, which had been slightly racing due to dreaming, also calmed down.

He once again dreamed of the small bamboo forest, the house in the small bamboo forest and the mother who was waiting hard.This dream appeared suddenly two years ago, and has haunted him from time to time. The small bamboo forest has also become the target he is looking for, but after searching for it for the past few years, there is still no clue.

After his mind cleared up, he glanced around again with some doubts, and fixed his eyes on the beam reflecting the bright sword light, a long sword was still trembling slightly due to the remaining power.

Luo Xingyun turned over and sat up, listening to the faint sound of fighting coming from downstairs outside the window, he couldn't help being speechless.

What kind of fights are you playing on the street when you don't sleep well in the middle of the night?

After secretly complaining about the person who disturbed his sleep, he moved lightly and walked towards the window. He quietly put his head close to the hole pierced by the long sword, and saw two people who were having a good fight downstairs. people.

The man in white was at a disadvantage, and his unsteady footsteps must have been injured.The man in night clothes is holding a big sword, so this long sword belongs to the man in white.

Luo Xingyun judged the result after two glances, the man in white will definitely lose.However, after seeing too many fights and killings, he lost interest after a few glances. He was about to turn around and leave, but he didn't want the man in white to turn around and rush towards his direction after a few rounds.

Luo Xingyun paused, turned his head slightly and glanced at the long sword inserted firmly on the beam in his room, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Really... how can you cause trouble while lying down?

He began to think about whether he should find a half fairy to tell his fortune for himself in the near future, to see if Yintang was black and his lips were white.

As he expected, the man in white jumped up to the second floor of the inn, opened the window and jumped in. Luo Xingyun had no choice but to step sideways and hide himself in the darkness. Before he could figure out what was going on with these two people He wouldn't show up before.

The man in white held the wound on his chest and pulled out the long sword on the beam. After the sword was in his hand, his offensive became more powerful, but Luo Xingyun, who was hiding at the side, thought it was a flashback, that is, the man in white wanted to raise his braids. up.

"That...young hero over there! Please help me next time!!" Almost unexpectedly, when the man in white realized that he really couldn't hold on, he suddenly slammed in the direction of Luo Xingyun With a roar, the man in black who was fighting with him was startled.

Luo Xingyun stood there with his hands behind his back expressionless, not wanting to make a sound.

He doesn't have the virtues of a great good person, let alone the heart of a young hero who draws his sword to help when he sees injustice. He only wants to live the life of ordinary people. Why do people keep dragging him into the grievances and grievances of these rivers and lakes?

Looking at the outfits of the hunted person and the hunted person, they probably wouldn't be lonely, so he didn't want to interfere.

"Young hero!...Cough!" The man in white saw Luo Xingyun not moving, thinking that the other party was afraid of death, he yelled again.It doesn't matter who that person is, as long as he is willing to intervene for a while, he just yelled out a mouthful of blood and coughed up abruptly.

Luo Xingyun sighed softly, but still pulled out the sword beside him with his backhand.He secretly sighed that he was unlucky while looking at the man in white: If it was a girl, he would recognize it, but this is a rough man who can't be more rough... No, he is a rough middle-aged man.

The next moment the sword light flickered, and the cold light directly hit the eyes of the man in black, but he blinked quickly and then barely blocked the stabbing sword with the big knife in his hand. The strength of the long sword shocked him. The weapon almost dropped.

After Luo Xingyun's suppression, the white-clothed man took aim at the right time and started a swift attack on the black-clothed man. Of course, the former didn't use all his strength.Together, the two pushed the man in black to the corner. Luo Xingyun held a sword flower in his right hand and was about to give the unlucky guy a final blow when the accident suddenly happened.

"Knock knock!" There was a light knock on the door, and the three people in the room were all stunned.

"Cough...Brother Yun? Did something happen?" Outside the door, Li Wanshu's voice sounded hesitant.

The three people in the room stood still strangely, but looked at each other.Suddenly, a dark light flashed across Luo Xingyun's eyes: "Brother Li! Come in quickly, something big is going to happen!" He said loudly, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his left hand did not know what to do but grabbed the sword backhand The man in black staggered and ran towards the gate, but the gate was just opened at this moment.

Besides, Li Wanshu, who was always outside the door, was actually a vigilant master who came out of his room to check around as soon as he heard the slight sound of fighting.

He heard three breathing sounds in Luo Xingyun's room. He thought a lot, but what he probably never imagined was that as soon as he opened the door, a glaring big knife would strike at his face. The chill was about to penetrate into his chest Under the skin.

"Kang Dang!" So subconsciously, he drew out his weapon and held the big knife.

The man in black panicked when he saw that the blow was blocked so easily. Three-on-one would definitely kill him, so he resolutely chose to run away.Luo Xingyun could have stretched out his hand to stop people, but this bastard was looking at Li Wanshu in surprise and enjoyment, and suddenly forgot his business and let the man in black run away.

"Pfft!" The candles in the room were relit, and the yellow light filled the room.

Seeing Luo Xingyun looking at him with a smile on his face, Li Wanshu couldn't help chuckling: "Brother Yun, you're staying up late at night to invite an assassin to play, it's really a leisurely way."

Luo Xingyun was very happy to see that someone had suffered a dark loss, and immediately looked at Li Wanshu's weapon, a little surprised.Since ancient times, swords and daggers have been the main weapons, and there are relatively few guns. The most rare ones are literati tools such as flutes, and fans are even less used. Now the weapon in the hands of this nerd is actually an elegant fan? Let him not be surprised.

"Brother Li's weapon is this fan? It's rare."

"Exactly, this is a broken bone fan, a must-have tool for literati." Li Wanshu said while shaking the fan in his hand.

"Ahem! Thank you both for your help...Pfft!" The white-clothed man finally caught the attention of the two of them, but after saying a word softly, he spit out a mouthful of blood and took a few breaths before barely recovering.

"Brother, don't worry! Speak slowly!" Li Wanshu suddenly looked like a gentleman and squatted aside, helping the man in white with concern.

"I...I am the elder of the Fuling Sect. The cult is rampant today...cough cough! I don't want to be targeted..." The man in white spoke more and more slowly, his eyes began to slacken. It is hard to save life: "I am very happy that I can not die in the cult...under the sword, you two...you must tell the leader of the martial arts...then...the Eight Corpses Touring the Dragon Banquet is..."

"What is it?" Luo Xingyun frowned seeing that he was out of breath, and tilted his head to listen carefully.

"...It's a trap...a ​​trap..." After finishing speaking, the man in white seemed to have completed some task, and slowly closed his eyes, dying.

Luo Xingyun sighed softly, although the world wasn't completely peaceful, at least it looked like it was prosperous, this cult would only be reconciled if it ran into the Central Plains and turned the world upside down.

Li Wanshu stood up and swayed around the house for a few times, then said, "What should we do with this corpse?"

"What else can I do? Find a place to bury it, is it possible that you still let him sleep under your bed overnight? Of course, if Brother Li wants to, I have no objection." Luo Xingyun raised his eyebrows.

Li Wanshu raised his eyes to look at Luo Xingyun, because the surroundings were relatively dark, he couldn't see Luo Xingyun's crooked mouth and nose, the man only had a pair of light-colored eyes reflecting the moonlight with a hint of cunning and agility. hook people.

Although Li Wanshu himself couldn't explain why he used the term seductive to describe a man.

"Then let's do it quickly, because it's not easy to be discovered by the night." Li Wanshu saw Luo Xingyun and took a few steps back as soon as he finished speaking. He folded his arms and watched, and couldn't help asking, "You What are you doing?"

"En." Luo Xingyun slowly put on a serious face, "Time is running out, hurry up and move."

"..." Li Wanshu immediately understood that this guy wanted to be lazy.

In the end, it was Li Wanshu who carried the corpse like a sack and walked away, complaining long-windedly all the way how it affected his image as a scholar, while the other person followed without the slightest guilt.

They didn't go far before they found a small hill in the suburbs and buried him.Looking at the bulging hill, Luo Xingyun inexplicably felt that something was missing, so he found a piece of wood and cut it into a shape with a sword and stuck it on it, finally it looked like a grave mound.

"Come on, a glass of dirty wine, and don't look back." Luo Xingyun took out the small jug beside him and took a sip by himself, then sprinkled it around the edge of the grave, his posture was so chic and chic.

Li Wanshu looked at it with great interest: "Unexpectedly, brother Yun is quite loyal to this righteous person."

"I don't care about what is right or wrong. It's a pity that a life was lost just because it was involved in Jianghu. I can't say that I am loyal." Luo Xingyun shook the only two drinks left in his hand: "I can only say... .It looks pathetic."

This is the case in this Jianghu, entangled with grievances and resentments throughout his life, and finally died without being able to climb out of this big pit, and he was still thinking about the so-called good and evil that have not yet decided the winner.

However, on the road to Huangquan, how sad is defeat and how happy is victory?They all turn into ashes and go with the wind.

As his voice fell, there was silence all around, and no one knew who let out a sigh.