The leader is being killed every day

Baihua, Queyue, Fengyin, Yexue, and Xingmeng, the five major occult families, each keep the fragments of the underground palace information map, and only when all the fragments are collected can the next clue be found.Nearly 200 years have passed, these occult families lived with ordinary people, and now it is impossible to know where they are and who will hold the fragments.

Before in the Muxue Fengyu Building, Ji Wuxiu had heard Feng Miao and Chen Ran talking about some pictures, and the recent "hustle and bustle" in the world must have something to do with this matter, so Chen Ran's death is not related to this. Nothing to do.

But that's none of my business, I've already died once, and I don't want to be involved in these disputes, maybe go up the mountain of swords and go down into the sea of ​​fire!

Ji Wuxiu was lying on the bed, rolling around like crazy, making himself a mess.

However, I didn’t have a chance to go to brothels in my previous life, but in this life, hehehehe, besides, the scent is still lingering in Ji Wuxiu’s mind, getting stronger and stronger, Ji Wuxiu thought, if this is the case, then I will reluctantly go and see it .

It's not night yet, the brothel's business is very bleak, and it's not convenient to go in and check, so Ji Wuxiu doesn't plan to go now.

Putting on the mask, he strolled out again.

The last time I went to see a folding fan with Mu Hanqing, after looking at it for a long time, Mu Hanqing didn't buy one, nor was he satisfied with it.Ji Wuxiu was a little interested in his folding fan, after all, it was put together with martial arts secret books, and it was absolutely extraordinary. The last time Mu Hanqing was there, Ji Wuxiu didn't take it out, just let it stick in his waist , This time he went straight to the folding fan shop.

When the shopkeeper saw someone coming, he hurriedly greeted him, and said with a smile: "Young master, what kind of folding fan do you want? Although my shop is not big, I have everything you need. I definitely have what you want."

Ji Wuxiu pulled out his fan from his waist, handed it to the shopkeeper, and said, "I'm not here to buy a fan, I want you to take a look at it for me, how about this fan?"

Hearing that Ji Wuxiu didn't come to buy a fan, the shopkeeper's face collapsed, and he didn't accept the fan Ji Wuxiu gave him, and said angrily, "I'm not a pawn shop, I want to pawn something, don't go to my shop." Come."

Ji Wuxiu smiled, took out a piece of broken silver, and put it in the shopkeeper's hand.

"Help from the shopkeeper, you are an expert, I am a layman and I don't understand."

After receiving the money, the shopkeeper's expression softened a little, he took the fan, and opened it casually.

The shopkeeper stared at the fan carefully for a while, then turned his back, his eyeballs turned around as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

Ji Wuxiu didn't urge him, and waited for the shopkeeper to speak.

The shopkeeper Yang Yang held the folding fan in his hand and said slowly: "This fan of yours is not a valuable thing, and this one is also a bit worn out. It is not even as good as a normal folding fan. It is useless to hold it by yourself. Why don't you exchange it with me?" , your fan bone is still good, I can still repair it, just take it as a thank you for this piece of silver." As he said, he threw away the piece of silver that Ji Wuxiu gave him just now, which seemed to be quite a disadvantage.

"The shopkeeper doesn't know anything. This fan was a gift from an old friend. It can't be exchanged." Ji Wuxiu took the fan with one hand, as if he had expected that the shopkeeper would not return it easily, so he used the other hand to get the fan. snatch.

Some people don't want to exchange a broken fan for a good one.

Of course Ji Wuxiu wouldn't want it. It's not a ghost who is willing to do such a loss-making business for a businessman who trades the new one for the old one.Besides, he could tell that although the folding fan looked ordinary and shabby, it was by no means a cheap commodity.

"My lord, listen to me. In fact, this folding fan has another secret, please come with me." After speaking, the shopkeeper led Ji Wuxiu to the inner courtyard.

Ji Wuxiu is not stupid and sweet, he became wary as soon as he heard it.Maybe the former Ji Wuxiu had encountered too many dangers, and he would instinctively feel the danger when he encountered danger. Now Ji Wuxiu also has an inexplicable sense of crisis.

Halfway through, Ji Wuxiu stopped. It was broad daylight, but the courtyard was very gloomy.Seeing Ji Wuxiu stop, the shopkeeper didn't leave, just stood there, smiled and approached Ji Wuxiu.

Instinctively retreating, a pointed object hit her back.

"Little brother, do you know there is a sentence?" As if knowing that Ji Wuxiu would not answer, the shopkeeper continued.But just as the shopkeeper opened his mouth, he heard Ji Wuxiu say: "Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me perish, right!"

This unquestionable tone made the shopkeeper choke, and Ji Wuxiu also felt that something behind his back pressed harder.

The shopkeeper slapped Ji Wuxiu, and said speechlessly: "What is right? I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go! So, if you fall into our hands today, don't even think about getting out alive."

"I don't know why, what happened to me will kill me." Ji Wuxiu quietly moved forward, and the things behind him also moved forward.

The shopkeeper opened the folding fan, waved it in front of Ji Wuxiu's eyes, and said with a sinister smile, "Because of this."

The folding fan was retracted, and it was slapped in the palm of the shopkeeper.

"But you don't need to know too much, you just need to know that you are the only person I have seen holding this fan in the past few months, so the master said, you have to die." The shopkeeper rushed to Ji Wuxiu Nodded, but Ji Wuxiu knew that this was not to himself, but to the people behind him.

Ji Wuxiu understands this meaning, this is going to end him, I'll go, I've only been here for a few days and I'm going to die again!

Although he was rather pessimistic, Ji Wuxiu still rushed forward to the shopkeeper, fought hard, and turned the shopkeeper over to block the stabbing sword. The swordsman seemed to have good skills, so he immediately stopped his hand, Ji Wuxiu saw the opportunity Pushing away the shopkeeper, trying to run out the door.

However, Ji Wuxiu, who had no martial arts, was still not as fast as the swordsman. Seeing that his neck was about to be cut by the sword, his feet didn't have time to stop, and he slammed into the sword.Ji Wuxiu's heart was in his throat.

"Oops" came the painful cry of the shopkeeper falling to the ground. Before Ji Wuxiu realized what was going on, he was hugged around the waist and moved backwards. The sword edge followed closely. Passing by at an indistinct speed.

What brushed past was Broken Blade, the sword that was supposed to cut the throat was cut off by another sword that appeared suddenly.

Ji Wuxiu didn't know who was hugging him, but in the next second, the swordsman's throat was cut and blood splattered everywhere.When Ji Wuxiu saw it, he turned his head in a panic, and buried his face in the chest of the person behind him.However, it was still a second late, and the blood splashed on his face.

Warm, with a fishy smell, on the face, slowly getting cold.

This is the second time Ji Wuxiu saw a living being disappear before his eyes.

Death is too easy, but survival is hard work.

The author has something to say: I remember when I was in high school, I felt that life was boring and I always wanted to die. I had a master who studied poetry. He always said that life is impermanent. Live well, and something unexpected may happen in the next second.

I felt the same way about that statement at the time, and I still think about it often.So it may be too difficult, be careful and meticulous, but there are always times when we don't live so seriously, thinking of those who had a good time but fell early.Really, life is too fragile, and time cannot afford to be wasted.

At the end of this chapter, I wrote about life and death. Thinking of these, I felt a little bit emotional, wishing life to be fresh and years not to be embarrassed.