Brother, this showman

He Huaqiu stood in the yard for a long time, so long that he didn't even notice when the nightingale in the mountain came back to sleep.It wasn't until the breeze in his sleeves came into his arms that he realized that Dongfang had turned pale.

He Huaqiu didn't feel sleepy at all, he raised his foot and wanted to talk to Fang Yi, but he didn't know what else to say.

His feet were as heavy as lead, and he moved step by step to the door with difficulty. He reached out to knock on the door, but there was a muffled sound, and he pushed the door open without thinking about anything else.

Fang Yi was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, his face was full of painful expressions, one hand was tightly covering his chest, and he was moaning in pain.

He Huaqiu picked him up and put him back on the bed, checked his pulse, but found nothing unusual, so he was a little surprised.

Fang Yi suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were empty, he pushed He Huaqiu away, rolled to the inner side of the bed, curled up into a ball like a hedgehog, clenched his hands into fists, and kept beating on the bed board.

He Huaqiu suddenly caught the flashing light green light on his chest.His expression froze, his two fingers were pressed together against his wrist, and he twisted the formula in his mouth. A burst of white light flowed along his meridians throughout his body, and finally stopped at his chest.

He Huaqiu's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes were fixed on the nine-petaled lotus-shaped thing on his chest, which was greedily sucking the black air in the blood, and the color of the petals gradually became darker as it inhaled.

It's Kunlun Yuying!

He Huaqiu's eyes froze, how could such a wicked thing be in Fang Yi's body?

Kunlun Yuying has grown a little, and the first petals are about to bloom.

He Huaqiu calmed down his miscellaneous thoughts, without thinking too much, cut a wound on Fang Yi's chest, then scratched his own wrist, put the bloody wrist against his chest, lit a spell with his fingertips, and a golden light instantly into his body.

Fang Yi raised his neck in pain, clutching the bamboo mat under his body tightly with his hands, and there were dense beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it'll be fine soon, it'll be fine soon." He Huaqiu's body and lips trembled slightly, not knowing whether it was comforting him or herself.

After nearly half an hour, the golden light wrapped around Kunlun Yuying came out from Fang Yi's chest, and then slid into his body along his wrist with a whoosh sound.

He Huaqiu was already exhausted, his back was dripping with sweat, and his clothes were drenched against his back, but now he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, so he just lay down on Fang Yi's body and fell asleep.

There was a light sound from the window lattice, and a section of the worn window screen fell off, covering the shallow footprints by the wall.

When He Huaqiu woke up, Fang Yi was not in the house, and because he was worried that Kunlun Yuying would leave some sequelae in his body, he hurried to find him.

But he went around the village and even searched in the crevices of the rocks, but he couldn't find Fang Yi, and even Gu Ren was missing.

He Huaqiu couldn't help worrying that Gu Ren would take him to do something bad again.

"Yo? Is Daoist He looking for our second master?"

Niu Erliang walked and drank a jar of wine, hiccupped loudly, his cheeks flushed, he walked crookedly, and squinted his eyes at He Huaqiu.

He Huaqiu stopped, smiled at Niu Erliang, watched him take another sip, and couldn't help reminding: "Drinking too much alcohol will hurt your body, so you have to be more restrained."

"It's Daoist He who is more particular about it." Niu Erliang waved his hands indifferently, leaned on a haystack, grinned, and laughed drunkenly, "It's the second master's birthday today, I'm so happy! Yesterday, I was discussing with my brothers how to live for the second leader! I prepared a bunch of things, and I wanted the second leader to choose carefully, but in the end, I was dragged by the first leader to the back mountain to see the scenery."

"Hey, what a pity, it's a step too early to be the head of the family." Niu Erliang plucked his hair irritably until it turned into a messy chicken coop. Yes, I don’t give my brothers a chance to show off.”

"Fang Yi's birthday today?" He Huaqiu asked in surprise.

Niu Erliang nodded, his feet were weak, and he couldn't even stand steadily, so he simply leaned back and lay on the haystack, slurred his speech, and even sang: "Today, the second leader is eighteen. ~Hey hey! The second head is so chic~ hey yo hey! Girls and boys love him~ all love him!"

He Huaqiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, stepped forward to help him down, helped him back into his room, then leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Niu Er, I'll go down the mountain to pick out birthday presents for your second head's family, I guess I won't be back by noon After dinner, you can talk to him later."

"It's easy to say." Niu Erliang blushed and nodded repeatedly, hugging the pillow in his arms, his eyes blurred, "He Daochang, bring some orange candy, Erdang likes to eat it."

"By the way, there's money here." Niu Erliang turned over and lifted the mat, revealing a stack of bank notes neatly folded on the bed.

If I guessed correctly, the money should have been snatched from Yao Ping'an.

He Huaqiu's eyes darkened slightly, she shook her head and refused, "No need, I have money."

He Huaqiu went down the mountain, walked around half of Tianquan City, finally picked out something suitable, put it in his arms carefully, and finally went around to the west of the city to buy orange candies.

Because Yao Ping'an had contacts with many sects of cultivating immortals, many sects came to Tianquan one after another after Yao's family died tragically for no reason.Whether it's for fame or for personal friendship, they all use the slogan of bringing the murderer behind the scenes to justice.

He Huaqiuguang had already met monks from seven or eight sects when he was buying orange candy, and made up his mind that he would take Fang Yi away no matter what.

"Huh? Isn't this He Huaqiu and Daoist Priest?"

A young man in a black robe stared at He Huaqiu for a while, then shouted excitedly, and other people stepped forward after hearing the words.

"It's really Daoist He!"

"He Daoist, are you also here for the case of the Yao family?"

"This case is really devoid of conscience. Yao Ping'an and his son were disemboweled alive, and the bones were chopped off one by one and stuck in the ground."

……

Unexpectedly, He Huaqiu was stopped for a while, and everyone started chatting with him enthusiastically, they were all juniors, he didn't want to save face of these people, so he had to stop and chat with them.

A bonfire was lit in the Qianhe village, and the flames soared into the sky, forcing the sunset that refused to leave a little bit back.

Niu Erliang took the lead in booing, pulling Fang Yi around the campfire, twisting his arms and legs.

Fang Yi turned around and said he was tired, took the bowl full of wine from Gu Ren's hand, raised his head and drank it, the wine overflowing from the corner of his mouth slid down his slender neck and into his clothes, shining brightly under the light of the fire .

Fang Yi wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, and glanced at the gate from the corner of his eye. The candles in the two newly replaced lanterns were burning brightly, and even the stones under his feet could be seen more clearly than usual.

"He won't come back." Gu Ren peeled off the peanut in his hand, blew off the wrapped skin, and slowly put it in his mouth, "He is different from us."

"Niu Er said him." Fang Yi lowered his eyes, rubbed his fingertips back and forth on the edge of the bowl, and the firelight portrayed his expression a little unrealistically.

"Okay, then let's wait slowly and see what gift he will bring you." Gu Ren sneered, and continued to peel the peanuts on the plate, grabbing a handful from time to time and throwing them into Fang Yi's arms.

"Gu Ren." Fang Yi picked up a peanut and threw it into the fire, then turned his head to look at him, his gaze was brighter than the campfire, "I want to go outside and have a look."

Gu Ren's hand stopped, and the peanut in his palm fell to the ground immediately, covered in dust and rolled into the crevices of the rocks.

"Go to Jiande." Fang Yi continued.

"With He Huaqiu?" Gu Ren came back to his senses, looked at him with a half-smile, stood up and patted the peanut crumbs on his body, "He really moved you."

"Isn't it okay to stay here with me?" Gu Ren looked at him outside, with a helpless smile on his lips, and a bit of sullenness in his eyes, such Gu Ren looked very strange.

"No." Fang Yi shook his head, "I'll go alone, no."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a loud noise outside, and the ground trembled.

The little man who guarded the gate ran over desperately, clutching his forehead. Blood had already flowed into his eyes, and bright red flowers bloomed in his eyes.

The little man stopped, panting, and said in a panic: "The boss is not good, there are many people outside! They say they want to avenge Yao Ping'an!"

The originally solid door was ruthlessly overturned to the ground, lying motionless on the ground like a dead fish.

Excited voices sounded one after another.

"Is it here?"

"It should be, what Daoist He said is indeed right!"

"What are you talking about, hurry up!"

A group of well-trained people with sharp swords rushed in, kicked up the sand and rocks under their feet, and flew all over the sky, emitting their own crystals with the firelight.

"He, Hua, Qiu!" Gu Ren yelled these three words through gritted teeth, kicked away the chair under him, and pulled out the long knife behind him.Pulling over Fang Yi, he turned his head and made him look at the fallen people one by one, "Did you hear clearly? Did you see clearly? Do you still want to go with him now?"

The blood on Fang Yi's face suddenly faded, and he watched the brothers who died under the knife one by one, without even a chance to cry out in pain, the ground was stained red with blood.His throat seemed to be tightly grasped by a hand, and the pain was so severe that it was difficult to even breathe.

Gu Ren threw away his hand angrily, grabbed the knife and rushed into the crowd, raised the knife and slashed at the shoulder of a monk, kicked Niu Erliang who was lying on the ground away, "Go away!"

Gu Ren raised his knife and went all the way to the outside of the village, his whole body was filled with murderous aura, his scarlet eyes seemed to have sucked blood, and he was as seductive as a ghost.

Gu Ren turned his head to look at the situation inside, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and waved his hand lightly, a transparent barrier tightly covered the inside like an upside-down pot.

"Gu Ren!" He Huaqiu hurried over, seeing the situation inside, furious, drew out his sword, and pointed the blade at his neck, "What did you do?!"

Leaning on the fence, Gu Ren glanced casually at He Huaqiu, seeing his frantic look, felt more at ease, and smiled softly: "What did you say, what did He Huaqiu do?"

"What do you mean?" He Huaqiu was displeased.

"You, He Huaqiu, want to punish rape and eradicate evil, so you brought a large number of monks to clear the stockade." Gu Ren shrugged, leaning forward slightly while holding the handle of the knife, blinked, and pointed behind him, pretending to be sorry , "Hey, look, we have another brother who died, all thanks to Daoist He."

"Nonsense!" He Huaqiu yelled angrily, threw out his saber, filled his palm with spiritual power, poured it into the sword, and stabbed straight in.

However, at the next moment, Jianfeng turned around and fell heavily to the ground like a rabbit being strangled by the throat. He was lifeless, his spiritual power was slackened, and the light suddenly disappeared.

"How could this happen?!" He Huaqiu fell to the ground in shock, looked at the enchantment at the door and rippling like water, looked at Gu Ren suddenly, met his playful eyes, "You are not human!"

"Okay, why are you cursing?" Gu Ren clicked his tongue and frowned in dissatisfaction.

"You are a ghost."