Fengyunzhi becomes Qin Shuang

In the yellow sand and dust fog, the sun shines all over the ground.

The clear and pleasant silver bells sounded from a distance, jingling and jingling, breaking the dead silence of the desert.

A group of camels turned up the sandy ridge from the depression, and the leader who opened the way was the snowy and dark sky. After a long journey, his spirit was a little bit weak.

Qin Shuang from behind lowered his head, squinted his eyes slightly, holding the sword in one hand, while the other hand let go of the rein at some point, and slumped against the camel's back. Also move positions from time to time.After two days of hard work, the pure white clothes turned yellow, and a layer of dust could be shaken off with a movement of the long sleeves.

His temple hair was also a little messy, with a few strands of blue hair hanging down the side of his face. With his head lowered, the light shone on his face, and he could only see his sharper chin slightly.

I haven't met the post station for two days in a row. After crossing this sandy ridge, I can see the oasis after walking a short distance.After calculating the time, they will be able to reach the next resting place around midnight.

After dozens of days of traveling, everyone was a little tired.

Everyone's complexion is a little sallow, very listless.

Qin Shuang's left and right are "death prisoner and slaves", the first-class masters who can use swords in the world, and now belong to Guibu Jingyun.The ones who are fancy-dressed, well-dressed, coquettish, and playful are the "double slaves"; the ones who are serious and cold, and dressed like their dead fathers are "death prisoners", who move and stay still, hot and cold, attack and suffer, and penetrate Once you enter, you are happy like a fairy.According to the words of "Double Slaves": This is bestowed by the heavens, a kind of extreme perfection in intercourse, very good, very beautiful!

When Qin Shuang heard the words for the first time, she was quite shocked, but then laughed it off.

Followed by A Li and A Yuan, A Yuan has a solid foundation and is in good spirits, while A Li is a little dim-sighted, letting A Yuan lead him by the reins.Yang Zhen was at the back, staring at the back of Qin Shuang's head.

"Shuang Nu" passed the young master, gestured to his man, saw that he was ignored, then turned around and joked with A Li, "Hey, boy Li, your big brother Yuan hasn't fucked you for a few days, you're so lethargic ?”

In a word, the dozing person almost fell off the back of the camel, but it was thanks to A Yuan who stretched out his hand to hold him steady.

"Are you cheap or not, you, die."

"No." Shuangnu stared innocently with big eyes!

Ah Li was so angry that he rolled his eyes, knowing that he couldn't make sense with him.Cursing inwardly, this shameless thing always talks like shit, thinking back then he spread his hands in aggrieved way and said, "I didn't do it, what was that? Obviously it was."

The calm guy next to Yang Zhen was also shocked by these words, and since then, he walked away from him.

"You can go to bed tonight, I have to study it first." No one paid any attention to him, so the man curled his lips and took out the volume of erotic pictures of men and men, and posted it in the elegant official script "The End of Hundred Flowers" Wooden skills. Seeing Ling Shuang's practice when it's late—" He read a few words, concentrating on grinding, Qin Shuang couldn't help laughing in front of him, and tried not to laugh out. He was used to hearing these words these days, and he never thought of this group of boys To be so open, to flirt openly in front of him, is still unrestrained.

It's getting worse day by day.

He coughed lightly while moving, frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to rub his sleepy face, then stretched out his bony hand, adjusted his posture, and said with a hoarse smile: "Show me any good things!"

Everyone stared wide-eyed, and the young master's posture obviously had to be given. "Shuang Nu" struggled for a long time, but obediently handed it in, he laughed and said: "Young master, turn over gently, don't damage this treasure."

"Yeah." Qin Shuang glanced at him, slowly flipping through the pages.

The book cover is the upper layer of material, which is smooth and delicate, and feels like human skin.The cover is made of sapphire blue, and behind a vertical door covered with vines is a wooden window, with a peach blossom blooming coquettishly inserted horizontally.Qin Shuang was not interested in what the two men were doing. Lying across the desk was a man in pink with a color like peach blossoms and white as snow. The corners of his temple hair were stained with a touch of strange blue, and the corners of his narrowed eyes were pink Shi Yu. , with an expression like drowning, his left leg is tightly wrapped around the opponent's strong waist, and it hangs down on the edge of the table. At the ankle, a bright red blood line is secretly flowing.

A drop of blood fell, floating in the air strangely, before it landed.

The head of the man at the top is turned inward, and his face cannot be seen.

Qin Shuang flipped through a few pages, but the picture was really limited, so she simply closed it.

"Confiscated."

After speaking, put the things in your waist.

Shuangnu didn't want to, so he hurriedly said, "Master, I borrowed this."

"Oh!" He smiled, "Who did you borrow it from? I'll go and talk to him."

That kid spoke freely, without even thinking about it, "Our Master Yun." He wanted to see if you would dare to return it.

"Cloud?"

"Yes."

Qin Shuang frowned, very angry, "Destroy."

Then, without saying a word, he took out the wooden flute in his clothes and started to play. Halfway through, he rolled up the inside of his sleeves, wiped the flute lightly, and played again.

In the silent desert, apart from the sound of the wind blowing sand and stones, it is accompanied by the melodious sound of the flute jingling bells.

Qin Shuang's face was calm, unable to express any emotions.It's just that there was a worry between the brows.

Along the way, they visited many places.

Stopped at the post station, settled down, the post station was brand new inside and out, Qin Shuang threw an ingot of broken silver at the head of the hall, and asked the boy if anything new had happened in the past six months.

The boy stood aside and started spitting.

Although there are few people here, there are not a few people who travel from north to south and from east to west. Naturally, there are many strange things going on here.This man is a troublesome animal, and there are inevitably some troubles where there are people.

So, people are very troublesome!

"Brother, sit down and talk."

Putting his hand on his chin, Qin Shuang poured a bowl of tea for the man, leisurely, smiling, waiting to listen to the story. He likes to listen to stories, and whenever he gets there, he will find someone to tell him to relieve his boredom.By the way, I can also inquire about many things.

The young man looked at Qin Shuang and his party, and he was not easy to provoke, and he didn't dare to sit down. Looking at the eyes of the two slaves behind him, he was about to sit down, but then glanced at the death row prisoner, thinking that he should stand !The waist is straight, the chest is straight, and it is getting straighter.

Talking and talking, within half an hour, Qin Shuang also started to yawn in his heart. When he met a chatterbox, he talked too much nonsense.Ah Li couldn't hold back any longer, so he stood up and said dissatisfiedly: "Can you be more simple? Whoever stole who, just talk about it directly. Why do you want to start with the birth of a thief?"

When the boy asked him to yell, he was stunned and began to stammer: "Everyone says... say... teaching starts from childhood."

"you--"

"A Li, you go to bed!" He said to A Yuan, "You go too!"

Then he looked at the two slaves who were approaching him, and then said: "You two go too! Yang Zhen doesn't have to stay here anymore, Xue Antian stays here."

Then continue, and I heard the boy say: "That year..."

"What year?" Qin Shuang kept smiling, reminding her to explain clearly.

The boy was stunned, scratched his head, and said with a smile, "Like last winter." Then he beamed and told a true story.

Last winter, the north wind blew the ground, the grass was broken, the sky was covered with snow, and the road was all over the sky.

The vast sea of ​​sand is covered with ice and snow, the snow presses down on the winter clouds, thick and dense, and the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.That night, the snow fell so hard that it was not as dry as the wind fell on the sand, and there was a sense of desolation everywhere.

Just in this inn, a group of wanderers came, all of them armed with swords and swords, and they were vicious. As soon as they came in, they chopped down the wooden pillars in the hall. In a rage, they said to a man with disheveled hair: "You bloodthirsty man!" The devil, the massacre of life, today we will have blood revenge for the dead souls who died under the sect."

The man looks like a tiger, holding a cold long knife in his hand, full of savagery, he is biting the raw meat he brought with the wine in the shop, his face is bloody, he is really like a beast, the shop owner also Don't dare to let him go.

The man was dressed in tatters and thin, squatting on the bench. Opposite him sat quietly a boy about 8 years old. He was extremely well-behaved. Holding the white steamed bun and sipping it, she suddenly raised her head, her big watery eyes looked at the man across from him as if begging, and she clenched her fist tightly holding back the resoluteness between her brows.

He hasn't said a word since he came in, everyone just thinks he's dumb, and it's pitiful for him to have such a lunatic father!

The man glanced at the boy, and said calmly: "My knife will not drink blood tonight, you leave quickly, and spare your dog's life." Then he reached out and touched the boy's forehead, "Son, eat quickly." The bloody hand It ran across the child's shiny black hair, and a small drop of blood slid down a strand of hair. Under the dim light, it was extremely treacherous.Then he continued to pull the raw meat, except for that little noise, the shop was extremely quiet for a while.

Hearing the words, the boy was a little moved, and let out a soft "um" in his throat, and gradually became sad, and even shed tears.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the man slapped him with a slap, hitting him flying out of his body, hitting the wall heavily, red marks appeared on his little face, and his gray clothes were stained red by the smell of blood.I heard the man say angrily: "Why are you crying? Useless things, why don't you let me go?"

The boy immediately swallowed his tears, wiped his face, and lost the sadness just now, like a vigilant and sensitive little wolf, his eyes flashed.

His father's mad blood attack broke out again, his blood-red eyes were full of bloodthirsty light, his hands were trembling with excitement, if the knife knew the master's wishes well, it hummed unbearably loyally, When the man picked up the knife, he quickly got up and shouted to the people inside: "You run for your life." He didn't speak for several months, and at this moment, there was a dull pain deep in his throat.

He had never been able to stop that killing. His father went crazy, and even his life would be in danger.

The blade was sharp and cold, and it cut the middle of the person in half.Half of his head fell into the child's arms, his intestines and kidneys were full of blood, and his expression was no longer panicked like before, he held the half head guiltily, very calmly, looking at the corpses all over the floor, with a look of pity and helplessness , but he had no way to stop it.

In the past few years, this kind of picture has always accompanied him, even entered his dreams, but he still can't be numb, he has been trying to stop it, his father is getting more and more crazy, more and more ruthless, he thought They should live in the deep mountains and old forests, and never step into the rivers and lakes for the rest of their lives.

At that moment, he wished he could become stronger and bigger.That way, if he couldn't stop his father's killing, there was only one choice: kill his father.

For anyone, it is a relief.

That unknown sect was finally destroyed by that knife.In the end, the madman screamed up to the sky. In his blood-red eyes, there was unspeakable bitterness and helplessness, as if he was controlled by a devil. Looking at his son with a desolate and painful expression, he also scratched a bloody mark on his little shoulder lightly. Come out, covered in blood, finally couldn't bear it, regained a bit of reason, and ran out.

Those who fled ran away, those who died died, and in the end, someone set fire to the entire inn.

The boy struggled to drag the corpses to a mass grave not far away. In this chilling winter night, sweat was all over his face, and the sweat was mixed with blood, which smelled bad.In the end, he squatted down next to the dead body in a daze, and then buried the dead body.

I don't know what to think of, and I can't help wiping away tears.Over the years, he has almost forgotten everything that should be happy.

The small figure tapped its head lightly, and sighed softly: "Your sect is doing evil everywhere. My father saw it and caused trouble, but it didn't end up like this. I think my father has gone crazy, lost his humanity, and implicated you for no reason. Our lives are ultimately our fault! Unfortunately, Nie Feng is incompetent and unable to save your lives. Human misfortunes and blessings can only be determined by God, I think we owe you, and God will eventually let us pay back."

Just don't know when?

Then he got up and began to think about where to find that lunatic father next.In the past, the figure of the heroic and martial swordsman of the "King of the North Drinking Knife Sword Nie" became more and more blurred.

After walking for a short time, he suddenly noticed a bloodstain extending to the south end. This bloodstain was bit by bit, which seemed to be caused by blood dripping from King Nie who brought Xueyin with him.

The boy naturally didn't speak clearly, he naturally didn't know who the lunatic was, let alone the origin of the knife, he only called the lunatic a good boy.Qin Shuang propped his forehead with his hands, listening intently.

After the boy finished speaking, he waited aside with a smile on his face.

Qin Shuang remained silent.

When he came back to his senses, the man had been standing there for a long time. He took a sip of tea, opened his mouth lightly, and waved to the people behind him, "Reward me with some good things!" tiredness.

It was night, and he went to the mass grave in person, only bringing Xue Antian with him.

There is only one grave in the mass grave, which is surprisingly large and new in appearance. It is made of a wooden stele, and it is empty on the top. At first glance, there is nothing there. Qin Shuang has sharp eyes, holding a lantern to look closely, and sees a book written in blood on the lower left corner. Small print, "wind".

Qin Shuang looked at the word again and again, and the cute look of the cute child he saw for the first time, frowning at him in distress and blinking his big eyes echoed in his mind.

I don't know how the child is doing now!I have had people find out his situation early in the morning, but I have never been able to find out where they are, nor do I have time to find them.

The corpses had already rotted, Xue Antian arranged the corpses one by one, Qin Shuang covered his nose with a handkerchief, frowned and reached out to touch the wound, the wound was complete and smooth, he weighed the length and depth of the wound, squatted on the ground, silent for a long time.

"Master, isn't it?" Xue Antian naturally didn't understand these things like Qin Shuang.

"Yeah." Qin Shuang frowned, looking very distressed, and didn't want to speak.

In the dark night, he got up and looked to the south.

The next day, they continued to head south.

"Young master, what are we looking for this time?" Shuang Nu was refreshed and beaming with joy.

"Shatang fruit."

"Is it delicious?"

"I haven't eaten."

"... "

"... "

"Master, what are we doing out here this time?" A Li regretted coming out with the young master, the young master shouldn't have brought that annoying guy with him.

Qin Shuang also said directly, "Come and find someone."

"Nie Feng?"

Ah Li is not stupid, he guessed it early in the morning.

Qin Shuang smiled and neither answered nor refuted.

After the opening, Qin Shuang and Xue Antian walked in front, and the man handed over a bamboo tube.

Pull out the paper scroll inside, it contains all the events that will happen in the world in the near future, within a few days, three sub altar masters died; Bu Jingyun was ordered to go to Xuantian, take the "Xuantian" good sword, and send it to Wushuang City to form an alliance In return, Wushuang City returned the gift and ordered his son Duguming to send Wushuang City's beautiful boy "Muli" to the gang leader Xiongba, and wished the gang leader to conquer the world and be omnipotent.It was night, "Muli" refused to follow, and hit the wall, but fortunately he was fine.

Qin Shuang, who watched this passage, was furious, and a little cruelly thought that it would be fine if he didn't kill him. This discerning person saw that he was mocking his master and him.

Master doesn't like women, and he is beautiful, and no matter how cruel and ruthless Xiong Ba is, he feels pity and loves him too much.So now, there are rumors everywhere about their master-student relationship.

Tell me, are you angry?He and Master said so innocently.Fortunately, Master didn't mind listening to it, otherwise, I would have been really miserable.

Angrily tearing the note into pieces, I thought, I am lucky to have left, otherwise, I must be very ugly in the gang now.

A few days later, the group finally saw the grassland with herds of cattle and sheep.