Weird show

※one※

The fingertips of the female ghost's left hand rested on the phrase "The fragrance is not extinguished, and the people will not come", she concentrated for a long time, got up and walked to the backyard.

Qin Songfeng led Ji Shuliu to jump off the beam and chased him out. He asked Ji Shuliu to hide aside first, and waited for her on the only way for the female ghost to use his lightness kung fu.When the female ghost reached a distance of less than two feet from him, he emerged from behind the tree, and without waiting for the female ghost to make any move, he cupped his fists and said, "Miss, I dare you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the female ghost took two big strides forward, lowered her body quickly, protected the vitals of her upper body with her left hand, and pierced Qin Songfeng's abdomen viciously with her right hand.

Qin Songfeng's eyes lit up.At first glance, the female ghost's skill has never been taught by a good teacher. It is purely a wild way that has been practiced in thousands of street fights. It is fierce and fierce. A jerky, but quite spiritual move.

Although there are many street thugs who walk wildly, this is the first time I have seen Qin Songfeng with such good aptitude. The only strange thing is that this person is clearly agile, and his strength is already great for a woman, but he is so thin that he seems to have a serious illness. The days of serious illness are numbered.

Qin Songfeng didn't dare to receive her move with his bare hands, the soft sword came out of its sheath, and swiped against the female ghost's wrist, blocking her first murderous move, but didn't stop her immediately, but retreated slowly.Short knives and soft swords kept intersecting, and the female ghost pressed on step by step. Qin Songfeng quickly retreated through a moon gate and entered the backyard.The female ghost didn't seem to have any experience in fighting against masters, so she couldn't see Qin Songfeng's intention to give in. She used short knives and killer moves one after another, with an unending fierceness in her brows, like a vengeful ghost.

Ji Shuliu stared at the two from a distance, knowing that Qin Songfeng would not be able to win for a long time, not only because he was worried about seriously injuring her, but also to find out the bottom line of her sword skills.

When I first met Qin Songfeng, I felt that he was sincere and humble, with the strength of a master but without the airs of a master, and he was a friend worth making; if I knew him for a long time, I felt that he might have debuted too early, and all the edges and corners of his body were covered. Grinded, and always scruples about the ruler behind the door, sometimes too sophisticated, hardly like a young man.

But only friends who have a good relationship with him can feel that his mind is actually quite simple. He is obsessed with swordsmanship wholeheartedly. Whether he is modest or sophisticated, it is some kind of "strategy". Let others hinder him from practicing sword.

For example, now, he seems to be so attracted by the female ghost's short knife skills that he has forgotten what he is here for.

Ji Shuliu unconsciously showed a clear smile, picked up a stone and threw it into the distance.The slight movement finally awakened Qin Songfeng, and he suddenly revealed a half-truth and half-false flaw.

The dagger turned in the female ghost's hand and turned into an anti-hand grip.She took a step back, bent her right elbow, crossed her forearm across her chest, and with the tip of the knife facing outward, she slammed at Qin Songfeng.

Qin Songfeng came out backwards, just avoiding the sharp edge of the dagger, his figure was light and light, and he was even more ghost-like than a female ghost.However, he retreated out of place, and had already reached the corner between a long corridor and a wall in the backyard. There was no room to dodge, and his back lightly bumped against the wall.

The female ghost's eyes were full of murderous intent, she stepped on the ground hard, and rushed forward again, Qin Songfeng suddenly tapped her toes and stood up from the ground.

The female ghost probably has never seen a real light kung fu master, she instinctively raised her neck, her eyes couldn't catch up with his figure, until the wind brought by the condescending sword hit her back, she let out a low roar, turned around block.Qin Songfeng's soft sword flicked, and landed with force, cutting towards her leg. Her left foot and right foot staggered each other and fell to the ground. It seemed that she finally realized that she was not Qin Songfeng's opponent. Her eyes kept rolling, looking at the surrounding terrain, intending to escape.

But she had already been forced into that corner by Qin Songfeng.

She seemed to want to climb over the railing outside the corridor, but Ji Shuliu also rushed over, standing in the shadow of the corridor and staring at her thoughtfully.

Qin Songfeng lowered his head and said to her: "We don't have any malicious intentions. One of our cousins ​​disappeared near here 13 years ago. Today, I passed by your place. I heard that something big happened here just 13 years ago, so I came in to have a look. I want to offend the girl. May I ask the girl if she knows what happened here?"

The female ghost didn't seem to hear, and she refused to even make eye contact with him.

Qin Songfeng frowned slightly, not sure how to talk to this strange woman.Ji Shuliu took over the conversation naturally: "Girl, did you copy the poems in the room over there? Your handwriting is beautiful."

The female ghost finally heard.She replied: "Yes, so you all have to die with me."

This sentence should have contained deep-seated hatred, but her delicate face remained unmoved, and her tone was low and flat, as if this was a sentence from the underworld, which was business-like and could not be changed.

So she got the wrong person?Ji Shuliu was paying attention to her movements to prevent her from violently hurting others, while thinking quickly about how to dispel her suspicions.Just when he and Qin Songfeng's guard gradually relaxed, the female ghost's head suddenly hit the wooden railing outside the corridor.

Although the moonlight on July [-] is bright, it is not sunlight after all, and cannot illuminate the details in the corners. Just now, Qin Songfeng and Ji Shuliu didn't notice that a few wooden bars on the railing were loose, and they were barely stuffed in there after being padded.

The female ghost knocked away these wooden bars, and her thin body pierced to the other side of the railing, stabbing Ji Shuliu straight, still in the lower abdomen.

Stabbing the lower abdomen with a short knife is indeed a very useful killing move for people with weak heads.

Ji Shuliu squinted his eyes and drew his sword instantly, attacking the enemy will save him.But the female ghost didn't dodge, and aimed at Ji Shuliu's sword tip with the posture of dying together!

The point of the sword pierced her skin, but she still didn't make any movements to protect herself.

Ji Shuliu suddenly felt something was wrong, and immediately withdrew his sword and dodged to the side. He recognized that this was a move commonly used by desperate assassins. Although the postures and names were slightly different in different sects, they were all the same at heart, and he was seriously injured. Melee attack, and then wait for the opportunity to die together.

The short knife is also a handy weapon that assassins like to use.So she's an assassin?

However, once this move fails, the follow-up will be weak and the loopholes will be huge.Ji Shuliu turned around and drew out the sword. The point of the sword hit the female ghost's right wrist, stabbing the tendon in her hand, and she retreated as soon as she touched it. It didn't directly cripple her hand, but caused her to fall to the ground with the dagger in severe pain.

Ji Shuliu took the opportunity to say: "Your murderous intent won't come out for nothing, obviously you have admitted the wrong person. Who is your enemy?"

The female ghost listened but did not hear.She clutched her right wrist in pain, knelt down, picked up a section of the wooden railing that had just been knocked off with her left hand without warning, and slammed it fiercely at Ji Shuliu's ribs. The strike was so fast that Ji Shuliu couldn't hide open.

There was a muffled bang under his ribs, and Ji Shuliu was so painful that he could hardly bend over, but he was no longer an ignorant boy who would be in danger when he was in danger. Before Qin Songfeng came to support him, he grabbed the other end of the wooden railing and half followed the woman The direction of the ghost's arm force increased.She held it too tightly just now, leaving no room for retreat. There was no time to withdraw her strength, and her shoulder dislocated immediately.

Only then did Ji Shuliu cover the wound, and kicked her in the ribs as if in revenge. When she really couldn't resist, he barely suppressed his trembling voice and said: "You are a man."

The "female ghost" finally raised her head to look at him.

Under the dim moonlight, the outline of these eyes was delicate, but the whites of the eyes were bloodshot, turning blood red, just like the monster in the painting; there was no anger or fear in the eyes, but indifference.

"Your eyesight is better than the last idiot." The voice of the "female ghost" changed into a hoarse male voice.

Qin Songfeng was reminded by Ji Shuliu, looking carefully at the figure of the man, he also found that he was indeed a man who was so thin that he was not far from a woman.But he really couldn't figure out how Ji Shuliu, who had no experience, could see the truth earlier than himself, and his eyes showed doubts.

Ji Shuliu explained slowly: "I don't know who the idiot you are talking about, I only know that you admitted that you copied all the poems in the room. The tone of those poems is obviously mourning the deceased wife."

Hearing the word "dead wife", the eyes of the "female ghost" seemed to be touched, but it disappeared instantly, and said plainly: "You are only half right. I am not a man, I am a male ghost."

Qin Songfeng jumped into the corridor, seeing the male ghost's left arm drooping weakly, his forehead was covered with sweat, he tentatively said: "Your shoulder is dislocated, I can help you fix it."

"There's no need to do that."

Qin Songfeng stayed where he was, and continued: "You haven't turned 30 yet, 13 years ago, you should have been very young."

The male ghost remained expressionless: "Don't use stereotypes, I deserved to die 13 years ago, but I didn't expect it to be delayed until today." After speaking, he raised the short knife with his injured right hand, with the blade facing inward, and wiped it on his neck without hesitation. .

Ji and Qin drew their swords at the same time, one on the left and the other on the right to prevent him from committing suicide.The male ghost swung his dagger, parried two swords, his thin body pierced through the gap in the railing, his right hand snapped his left shoulder joint back to its original position, he groaned in pain, and jumped over the wall to escape.

Qin Songfeng pulled Ji Shuliu with his left hand, crossed the wall lightly, and clung to the male ghost, no matter how familiar the male ghost was with the surrounding terrain and scurrying among the trees, he still couldn't get rid of the two figures behind him.They stayed away from Su's house, and even further away from Huaishu Village, and ran to a mountain road overgrown with wild grass. On one side of the mountain road was a dark dense forest, and on the other side was a low cliff several feet high.

The male ghost managed to raise his breath and said, "How did that idiot die, do you know?"

Qin Songfeng said: "We don't even know who you are talking about."

The male ghost said: "That idiot, when he died, screamed like a ghost, he screamed like a ghost, and later turned into a ghost, dead ghost, idiot..."

Ji and Qin didn't know why he suddenly became speechless. They saw his figure folded and jumped off the low cliff, but Qin Songfeng didn't have time to hold him back.

There was no sound of heavy objects falling to the ground from the bottom of the cliff, but the sound of water splashing.

It was only then that Qin Songfeng noticed the slight sound of the river below the cliff. It turned out that the male ghost's disorderly speech was just because he was worried that Qin Songfeng would hear the sound of water flowing under the cliff and was on guard.

Qin Songfeng's water skills are not bad, but it's too dangerous to jump into the water to find an unknown person in the dark night, and it's not worth a try. He said angrily, "Forget it."

Ji Shuliu looked around and said blankly, "Can you still find your way back?"

Qin Songfeng sighed: "Don't worry, I'm not you."

※two※

When the two returned to the vicinity of Hero Town, it was already late at night, and they had nowhere to stay, so they slept outside the town, lying on a flat and soft ground to rest.

Ji Shuliu turned his back, unbuttoned his clothes, and wanted to feel if his ribs were injured where he was hit by the wooden railing, but the skin around the injury was already swollen, and it hurt badly even if he touched it even slightly. I just gave up, took out a bottle of ointment and applied it on the skin, and massaged it very carefully, not daring to use it with any strength.

Qin Songfeng said: "How can you knead like this? It's useless if it's too light, it's a waste of medicine." So he pulled him over and put him on his lap, moved his hand away, and first carefully touched the ribs to make sure they were not broken. He massaged the swelling for him.

Ji Shu was in a cold sweat from the pain, but his lust remained unchanged. He raised his arms awkwardly around Qin Songfeng's slender and flexible waist, and said in a trembling voice, "I know you are the most diligent. You don't need to tell your husband, but you have to grab it." work."

Qin Songfeng was too lazy to argue with him, ignored his own advantage, and asked instead: "How do you know that ghost belongs to a man? Just because of those few poems?"

Ji Shuliu said: "Actually, there are not only hidden things in the poems, but also hidden things in the words. His handwriting is very problematic when you look carefully. Every time, the first few words are the most like the handwriting of a young girl, and the last few words are just like the handwriting of a young girl." He is not so delicate, which means that he is imitating, maybe he is imitating his dead wife. It is said that all the people in the Su residence 'fighted' to death were men except for the very old Mrs. Su. Could it be that his dead wife was dug in the backyard? A girl who came out? But why does he pretend to be a female ghost to scare people there? And he also uses a short knife, just like the people of the Su family."

Qin Songfeng said: "Even if he is 30 years old now, he was only seventeen 13 years ago... It's true that a newlywed teenager in his teens is the time when the most important thing is the relationship between husband and wife. If his wife is really gone, he will be so sad It's inevitable."

Ji Shuliu put on a face and put on a face: "You didn't know me when you were more than ten years old, why, now you don't value the relationship between husband and wife?"

Qin Songfeng's hand on his ribs suddenly became stronger: "Don't compare us! It's unlucky."

Ji Shuliu flinched in pain, hurriedly withdrew his arms around his waist, grabbed his wrists with both hands and moved them aside, gritted his teeth and speculated, "But, why did we just go into Su's house to visit after 13 years?" As soon as he probed, he didn't hesitate to regard us as enemies, could it be that not only are his enemies not dead, but they have conflicts with him recently?"

"Don't think about it now. We know too little now, and guess too much, so we tend to be preconceived. Tomorrow morning, go to Hero Town to check the clues that Mrs. Song said, and then we can talk about it." Qin Songfeng looked down at Ji Shuliu, " You go to sleep, I'll just watch over at night."

Ji Shuliu pressed his ribs and stood up cautiously, resting on the package he carried with him.Qin Songfeng saw that after he closed his eyes, his brows were still frowning.It was obviously just a trivial injury, but he also looked like he couldn't stand the pain.

No way, who made this person less painful than normal people under the influence of that strange potion.Qin Songfeng seriously reflected for a moment, and felt that he should be careful to protect his wife in the future, so as not to make any mistakes.

At the same time, Ji Shuliu was thinking contentedly, "My wife is really considerate."