big master, big liar

"Song Xuan!"

Song Xuan couldn't help his eyelids twitch when he heard that sound.Looking up, it was Wu Si who was in charge of delivering meals to them these days.

In fact, it was also a coincidence that in order to let Song and Xuan go out without anyone noticing, the two heads of the cottage gave Wu Si, who was in charge of guarding the firewood room, a holiday, saying that he would not be on duty tonight.

But he didn't think that Wu Si had a rare free time, so he went down the mountain to drink and gamble. He didn't go back to the village until he was in the sky this month.

Don't want to bump into Song Xuan and Ji Yunxi.

Only Wu Si asked: "You... why are you here?"

Song Xuan yelled inwardly that it was not good, but he said with a smile on his face: "The master thinks that we are useless and useless, so he drove the two of us down the mountain."

Then Wu Si drank some wine and spoke with a bit of a tongue, but his eyes were suspicious: "Didn't the master want to make a sworn oath with you?"

Song Xuandao: "I still have my old lady at the foot of the mountain, so it's not difficult for me to be the head of the family."

"Really?" Then Wu Si couldn't turn his head around for a while, but he believed him.

Song Xuan smiled sweetly: "How can I deceive you, I will come to see you for a drink and listen to music in the future."

"Okay, okay." Wu Si was happy now, patted Song Xuan on the shoulder, walked past him unsteadily, and said. "I'll go back to the village first, and we'll go listen to music in the future."

Wu Sihuang walked past these two, Song Xuan was slightly relieved.

But he didn't want to, this Wu Si didn't take two steps, suddenly he came back to his memory and paused: "That's not right!"

As soon as Wu Sigang turned his head, a cold light suddenly flashed under the night sky.

Song Xuan turned his head and bumped into the moment Wu Si's throat was cut.

At that moment, blood gushed out like spring water, splashing half of Ji Yunxi's face red.

That pale, delicate face.

Wu Si's throat was cut and he couldn't make a sound. He only stared at the two of them, pointing at Song Xuan and Song Xuan. He didn't know whether it was shock or anger, and fell on his back with a "plop".

Song Xuan's eyes widened, and he hurried forward, only to see that Wu Si had already accumulated a pool of blood under his body, his body was twitching continuously, and he gradually passed away.

He raised his head and saw blood dripping from the dagger in Ji Yunxi's hand.

The movement of the knife just now seemed too violent for him, and even his breath was a little disordered, so he just randomly pulled up the corner of his robe to wipe the dagger.

It's just that his eyes were cold, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, which made his blood-stained face look extremely dangerous and strange under the moonlight.

"You..." Song Xuan never imagined that Ji Yunxi, who looked like a sick boy, would violently kill people, and was speechless for a while.

He didn't even know that Ji Yunxi had hidden such a dagger on his body, and had such an ability to easily take people's lives.

Ji Yunxi slowly wiped off the blood on his face, his eyes were as cold as the moonlight: "Song Xuan, have you counted the bloody disaster today?"

Song Xuan opened his mouth, and the shock receded, followed by puzzlement and anger: "He doesn't know anything, we just fooled around, why do you kill him!"

I don't know if it was because I was too nervous just now, or if the original blood was not wiped clean, but Ji Yunxi's cheeks were flushed strangely: "It's just to avoid long nights and dreams."

Who knows if there is a signal on Wu Si that can notify the mountain?Or urge the two of them to go back and confront each other?

If you miss this night, who knows what will happen.

Ji Yunxi thought that he would rather kill by mistake than let him go.

The coolness in Song Xuan's heart came out again, and he blurted out: "Why are you afraid of having long nights and dreams? Why don't you kill me as well, the young masters have long suspected that I was sent by others to harm you!"

With a flash of silver light, Ji Yunxi actually compared the dagger to Song Xuan's neck.

Song Xuan was cold all over, he only knew that these powerful people were ruthless and ruthless towards each other, but he didn't want even a 16-year-old boy to be so cruel, to take a person's life with just a single disagreement, and now he has to be included killed.

But he didn't want Ji Yunxi to pat his chin lightly with the saber blade, as if flirting, and narrowed his eyes with a smile: "If it was a few days ago, I'm afraid that my saber would really go down, how can I be willing now? "

"Song Xuan, you are my savior." Ji Yunxi withdrew the dagger, but her tone was brisk.

This was the happiest Ji Yunxi Song Xuan had seen in the past few days.

Maybe the former Ji Yunxi was too quiet and soft, so that Song Xuan forgot that when we first met, Ji Yunxi was such a sharp person.

This man was clearly a wolf, but he had a soft fur like a sheep.

The two looked at each other in the wilderness, Song Xuan looked at him coldly, without that lazy and laughing look, but Ji Yunxi looked calm, as if nothing had happened just now.

Song Xuan squatted down without saying a word, and closed his eyes for Wu Si.

He dragged the man into the bushes again, and didn't have time to bury him, so he only found a shade under a tree.

Seeing that his throat had been cut and his body was covered in blood, Song Xuan was very miserable. After all, he couldn't bear it a bit, so he put a robe he had on his body.

This made him look a little tidier.

That outer robe was worn by Song Xuan when he was taken captive to the mountain, with a clump of gladioli embroidered on the cuffs, which is quite decent.

Ji Yunxi silently watched him change Wu Si's clothes, whether it was a compliment or a sarcasm: "You are such a good person, you are dead, so what does it matter if you don't clean up?"

Song Xuan ignored it, and found some plants and leaves to cover the corpse, and took out a piece of rebirth talisman carved from Anshen wood from his bosom, and burned it in front of the corpse.

His talismans were all copied from old books that are old-fashioned or not known to be true or not, most of them are used in deception.But now that time is running short and the incident happened so suddenly, he doesn't know how to deal with this corpse, so he can only tidy it up like this, and he only hopes that the talisman he learned indiscriminately is really useful.

Seeing that he didn't pick on him, Ji Yunxi couldn't help but say, "Song Xuan..."

Song Xuan gave him a cold look, and left on his own.

The second half of his words were swallowed back in his stomach.

Song Xuan usually has a lazy and gentle appearance, and seldom has such a frosty look.

The first time Ji Yunxi saw Song Xuan like this, he froze for a moment, not knowing what it was like.

Ji Yunxi followed him for a while, but felt more and more strenuous as he walked. When he looked up, he suddenly found that Song Xuan was getting farther and farther away from him.Only then did he realize in a daze that before Song Xuan had been taking care of his leg injury, he deliberately slowed down his pace, but now that Song Xuan didn't care, he couldn't keep up.

"Song Xuan..." Ji Yunxi called softly again, as if she had been soft a few days ago.

Song Xuan was too far away, he didn't seem to hear the sound.

He looked at Song Xuan's getting smaller and smaller back in front of him, and then looked down at his empty wrist. For some reason, he suddenly remembered the scene in the woods earlier, when Song Xuan was holding his wrist and shuttled through the woods.

The spot of moonlight, the sound of the wind in the distance, and Song Xuan's white and jade-like nape.

Then he thought of that cold look just now.

This scene repeatedly overlapped and distorted in front of him, and he felt cold at one moment, and hot at another, which caused him a headache.

He heard his own heartbeat, throbbing, with severe pain, gradually eroding all his consciousness.

At some point, these images turned into a vast expanse of white moonlight, covering his eyes.

"thump"

Song Xuan suddenly heard the footsteps behind him stop, but instead there was the sound of something heavy falling on the grass.His footsteps paused, but there was silence behind him.

No one called him.

Song Xuan didn't look back, but just raised his leg without saying a word.

Who knows what kind of demon he is again?

Previously, he had pretended to be a sick and weak boy, and actually concealed him from him, but he didn't expect that he was actually a murderer inside.

Now thinking of the way he cut Wu Si's throat neatly, Song Xuan only felt chills.

It's not that he hasn't seen dead people, and it's not that he hasn't seen bad people, it's just that he treats human life like nothing—how could he not feel chilled?

Although he was not a good person, he only wanted the money of the rich and never harmed anyone's life.

Song Xuan walked forward step by step, and the limping footsteps that followed from the mountain until now never sounded again.

He pursed his lips.

That's good, he doesn't have to worry about being exposed for his bluffing and deceit, or that he will be smeared on his neck someday.

No matter what happened to him behind, whether it was a real fall or a fake, it had nothing to do with him in the end.

That's it.

That's it.

Song Xuan's footsteps stopped.