kill the fox

Shen Keqing frowned and carried Ning Ci back from Jiang Linxian, threw one hand into the hot spring water, rinsed it skillfully, fished it out, and threw it back on the bed.

This man talks a lot. In one night, he vaguely heard Xiaozhoushan five times, Maorong five times, and Junior Sister fifty times...

"Junior Sister, leave the socks here, I'll wash them."

……

I really want to punch him to death.

"Because you drank at an improper time and put my safety at risk, so I will punish you..."

Ning Ci was listening, but he stopped talking.

"What?" Ning Ci put on his clothes, sat on the stool and combed his hair without looking back.

"Punish you with one month's salary."

"Oh." Although Ning Ci felt that his reason was a bit far-fetched, he would be fined if he was fined, since he was not short of money anyway.

"Are you rich?" Shen Keqing looked at the back, the light came in from the carved wooden window, even the floating dust in the air glowed and danced slowly.

Ning Ci still didn't look back: "Yes, Jiang Linxian took me to earn a lot yesterday."

After waiting for a while, Shen Keqing still hadn't answered, Ning Ci turned his head and saw that he was sitting but lying back on the bed, his face could not be seen clearly from this angle.

After Ning Ci combed his hair, Shen Keqing finally answered, and asked casually, "What did he take you for?"

Ning Ci: "The gatekeeper is also a kind of bodyguard."

Shen Keqing: "Oh, it seems that you are very free."

Ning Ci felt that Shen Keqing was a little envious of his leisure time, so he comforted him: "Those who are able work harder, you see, you are in charge of Xuanquanzhi, and those who are incompetent can't do it..."

"..."

Ning Ci felt that he was quite good at talking, but Shen Keqing stopped talking, maybe he was too moved to speak, thinking about how he has been in a high position for so many years, maybe no one has told him that he has worked hard ...Why does the more I think about it, the more I feel that he is a bit miserable?

Although Shen Keqing is back, she is still fine, listening to books and watching operas to tease birds every day. In order to get close, Ning Ci has a good eye for serving tea, pouring water and beating his legs to accompany him to eat and drink... Ning Ci thought, could there be no prostitutes who are out of control? ?Why is he so idle every day?What did he do the other day?Also, how to persuade him to take him to Xiaozhoushan?

Jiang Linxian seized a gap, and while Shen Keqing was away, approached Ning Ci with a dark face, and slapped him on the back: "Mo Shengge, I beg you, oh no, I beg you, don't mention my name in front of Shen Keqing. Thanks."

Just as Ning Ci was about to answer, Jiang Linxian left in a flash. He looked back, oh, Shen Keqing is here.

"I'm going out to deal with something." Shen Keqing seemed to be still deliberating, and Ning Ci was used to him talking to himself as an equal, so he asked, "What's the matter?" After asking, he felt that he had talked too much, and his employer had to deal with What do you need to tell your bodyguard?But it's not right, he was the one who started the conversation first, and he has already said it.

Shen Keqing didn't know that he had thought so much, so he just said: "There are monsters making trouble, do you want to go?"

"Go." Of course, if he doesn't go, how can he protect him?

Shen Keqing has accumulated power in Xuanquan for many years, and there is no monster who does not have a brain and dares to provoke troubles in Xuanquan. Now they are going to Hexiang Village, which is [-] miles away from Xuanquan, a small village with a sparse population. Most people make a living by farming, which is not as prosperous as Xuanquanzhi.

At a glance, Ning Ci saw that there were all low thatched huts connected together like squirming mice. The wooden door of a room facing them was half open, and the word "福" on the door had faded long ago. It turned into a stale orange, and a corner of the word was lost, and the remaining part flapped against the rusty wooden door in the wind.

Here decadent, backward, desolate.

Not only that, looking in from the half-open door, black liquid spread from the stove to the door, the blood had dried up, and the stench floating in the air was disgusting.

Ning Ci checked several farmers one by one, and they were all in the same situation, except that there were large black bloodstains, but no corpses.

"Does this always happen in villages like this?"

Shen Keqing: "Well, because they couldn't afford Taoist priests, and it was too late when the news reached me, the death here should have been three days ago."

As he was speaking, Ning Ci bent down and picked up a hairpin from the messy ground. It was made of copper with a childish little swallow on it. It must be that a little girl died.

Demons do not discriminate between young and old.

Ning Ci clenched the hairpin tightly: "The blood is getting fresher and fresher, let's go a few steps forward, maybe there are still people alive."

The two of them walked forward for hundreds of meters, when they suddenly heard a crackling sound, sandwiched in the whistling wind, it sounded so weird that ordinary people would feel terrified when they heard it.Ning Ci listened carefully for a while, and was about to lock a room when Shen Keqing patted him on the shoulder and pointed to a room: "Here."

The two walked to the door softly, the sound became louder, like the sound of breaking a bone, or gnawing on something, the two pushed the door open, and Ning Ci stepped in front of Shen Keqing and entered the room.

Turn around the stove, come to the back room, click, click, click...

click, click, click...

"Heh." Ning Ci was advancing cautiously, when a sneer came from behind him.

Ning Ci broke out in a cold sweat instantly, turned his head and punched Shen Keqing: "What are you laughing at!"

The clicking sound stopped abruptly.

Now it was difficult not to startle the snake, so Ning Ci simply broke in, kicked the door open with a snap, and rushed in.

Shen Keqing smiled, stood with her hands behind her back, and followed leisurely behind.

A little girl of seven or eight years old, with a round face, neat head curtains, watery eyes blinking, and a brass longevity lock on her neck, the little girl smiled sweetly, the longevity lock The silver bell on it also tinkled and laughed.

This would have been a very lovable little girl if she hadn't held a human calf in her hands.

Blood mixed with saliva flowed out of her mouth, she didn't panic when she saw Ning Ci, she smiled and continued to gnaw the flesh on her hands, her eyes were clearly clean, but her hands were already dripping with blood.

Shen Keqing walked in from the outside.

Ning Ci originally thought she was a vicious monster, but she didn't expect it to be such a little girl. Seeing her thin wrists, no flesh on her body, she was skinny and skinny, she should feel distressed, but she was gnawing on her face without changing her expression. Devouring human flesh, Ning Ci picked up the human leg with the tip of his sword and asked forcefully, "Where did you get the thing in your hand?!"

With a sound of "Wow", the little girl cried out, tears falling out one by one, her hands were still holding the human leg, as if she had lost something important, and it hadn't faded away when she cried Ning Ci's heart throbbed with pain from crying, so she quickly put away her sword and wanted to go up and pat the little girl on the back. Keqing Shen wanted to stop her, but before she could say anything, Ning Ci I have already gone up to wipe the bloody saliva of this little girl.

"Don't cry, don't cry... okay, okay..."

Ning Ci patted the little girl's back, waved the hairpin she just picked up in front of her eyes, and inserted it into her hair. The little girl cried a little less. After Ning Ci wiped her hands, she reached out and pulled the hairpin out of her hair. He took it off his hair, stroked the little swallow on it, stopped crying, and stared at Ning Ci with tears in his eyes, staring blankly, without saying anything.

Ning Ci: "Do you like this little swallow?"

The little girl nodded.

Ning Ci: "Then can you tell me, where did the... in your hand come from?" It's over.

The little girl looked up at him for a while, as if she was deliberating, and said in a crunchy voice, "My father gave it to me." The tone was very firm, as if it was right and justified.

Ning Ci: "Where's your father?"

The little girl looked at him with big eyes, and said in a childish voice: "There is not enough food, he went out to look for something to eat."

Shen Keqing retreated first, and Ning Ci heard a scream as soon as he ran to the door, and the two ran to find the source of the sound.

Apparently they were late.

On the ground, the corpse of a weasel was spread out in a pool of blood. The blood was still steaming from its body. Several talismans were scattered on the ground, also soaked in blood.

Ning Ci: "A demon? Can a weasel also become a demon?"

Shen Keqing nodded: "It seems that there are other people in charge of this matter."

Ning Ci: "And just like us, he just came here not long ago."

Ning Ci squatted down and took a closer look at the talisman on the ground. The painting on it was very familiar: "He is still a Taoist priest from Hengqing Mountain." After speaking, he raised his head suddenly: "That child!"

They came out in a hurry, what would that little girl do?She was so hungry, maybe she would pick up the human legs on the ground and continue to eat, but what would be the first reaction of a Taoist priest seeing a monster that eats human flesh?

He might go straight up and kill him.

Shen Keqing: "Go back and take that child away. I'll go ahead and see if there are other monsters making trouble."

Ning Ci nodded and immediately ran back.

Five or six steps away from the little girl's house, I suddenly saw a white-clothed Taoist coming out of the alley, and when I turned around, I saw Ning Ci.

Ning Ci stepped forward and saluted: "Master Taoist."

The man returned a salute and asked, "Are you also here to get rid of demons?"

Ning Ci nodded: "I'm going down to Hengqing Mountain Mo Shengge."

The Taoist in white smiled: "Brother."

Ning Ci: "I heard a scream just now, did you kill that weasel demon?"

The Taoist in white was a little proud: "Not bad."

The two walked while talking, and happened to arrive at the house where the little girl was. Ning Ci walked in, and the little girl was still eating, and the hands Ning Ci had just wiped clean were dirty again.

Just when he was about to go up to pull her, a sharp sword rushed up, Ning Ci was startled, and drew his sword to block it.

The little girl was almost killed, and when she saw this, her hands trembled, she wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, her body shook like a sieve.

"Brother, what is this for?!" The Taoist in white felt a little embarrassed when he saw that his sword was easily blocked.

Ning Ci: "Master Daoist, she has never killed anyone, and you see, she is a hybrid of a human and a demon, and has inherited a human physique. She has no strength, and is usually prone to premature death. It is not easy to live to this age."

Before the words were finished, he seemed to feel that he had the ability not to listen to Ning Ci's words, and stabbed forward with a sword. This time, the tip of the sword was not aimed at the little girl, but to attack Ning Ci's vital points everywhere.

Ning Ci saw that talking was useless, so it would be good to have a sparring session. He kept the white-clothed Taoist's sword out of the door, and the two fought outside the door.

Talking about sparring is quite boring. He knew the tricks of this Taoist before he entered Wanjuan Pavilion. He only defends and does not attack. I hope this Taoist can understand and stop by himself.

However, the fact is the opposite. This Taoist beat more and more fiercely, and the more he beat, the angrier he became, as if he couldn't accept such a big gap. Why did a sect come out with the same hard work, and ended up with such a big difference?

Ning Ci was pretending at the beginning, but he didn't stop, and he kept doing these few moves. After a long time, no one would get impatient, but if someone wants to fight you, you can't avoid it of.Ning Ci could have blocked it with his eyes closed long ago, but he did not do so because he was concerned about his teacher's affection. He just evolved from being serious at the beginning to being careless.

The change in the pattern is only in an instant.

Ning Ci thought that the leader was about to stop, so he slowed down the speed of the counterattack. The point of the sword that pierced through the air did not hit him, but turned in a different direction, passed by his side, and pointed directly at the little boy at the door. girl.

"Daddy!" the little girl screamed in horror.

For a moment, I can't think about the pros and cons, and all emotions are magnified at high speed.

Seeing that what he was most worried about was about to happen, Ning Ci had no time to think, so he stretched his arm forward.

Blood gushed out from the little girl's heart and the priest's white robe at the same time,

Those dazed eyes lost their luster, and the tears that had been daring to cry finally fell down along with the blood.

The white clothed Taoist's wrist was pierced by Duan Nian, blood was flowing, and he was still holding the sword that pierced the little girl's heart.

Time stood still for a moment.

The Taoist in white was the first to come back to his senses, and pushed his hand forward, and the sword pierced the little girl's body a little deeper. Victorious, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

The little girl couldn't cry, she just stared at Ning Ci persistently with a pair of big eyes, and the desperation began to spread to every inch of her body, and she gradually became like this village, withered, miserable, like a shrunken bird. A dead mouse with feet on its feet.

The little brass swallow stuck in her dull hair was still flying.

Ning Ci withdrew his broken thoughts and could not be saved.

He looked at the Taoist and felt a chill in his heart.

"You pretend to be a disciple of Hengqing Mountain."

The white-clothed Taoist stared at the words: "Exactly, this is what I want to say to you! You crippled one of my arms! For a man-eating monster! From now on! From now on ! I can no longer hold a sword with this hand! I have been practicing hard for more than ten years! But you have ruined me!"

Ning Ci looked at him.

The Taoist in white was taken aback.

"Why do you keep such a scum?" Shen Keqing came back, with the Kuilong pattern on his clothes fierce.

He knew what was going on just by looking at the scene.

"You can't kill." As if in agreement, Ning Ci turned his head, and Shen Keqing walked up to him, Ning Ci felt a cold and prey exuding from him.

"I don't need you, I'll help you." After Shen Keqing finished speaking, before Ning Ci could answer, a palm had already struck out with a sharp palm wind. open.

The Taoist in white turned his anger into panic, his face was ashen, and he ran away trembling.

Ning Ci hugged the little girl up. At this time, she had died, and her body was getting cold little by little.

Some souls are like that, and die before they wake up.

Shen Keqing: "I searched on the other side of the village, but there is no blood. Most of the people fled."

Ning Ci's voice was a bit heavy: "Is it because of the famine? Such a thing happened."

Shen Keqing nodded.

Great hunger, people cannibalize each other, monsters and people are no different in the final analysis, they all look the same when they are in a hurry.

The two buried the bones beside the road until sunset.

Ning Ci looked at the bloody setting sun, and sprinkled the last handful of soil on the last grave: "Just now, thank you very much."

Shen Keqing stood by the tomb against the light: "Thank me for what? Didn't you kill that Taoist priest?"

Ning Ci looked at him, Shen Keqing's face was blurred, but the Kuilong pattern on his clothes was still fierce: "Thank you for respecting my choice just now, thank you for thinking about me."

Shen Keqing smiled: "Do you know that your reputation will soon be ruined?"

Ning Ci: "I know, and I know that what you want from the beginning is for me to save his life under your hands. You want him to use this to thank me, so that the merits and demerits can be offset, and the anger of his arm being crippled by me can be calmed down." But how could this person be willing?

Shen Keqing smiled: "If you are not here, I will really kill him."

Ning Ci finally breathed a sigh of relief: "No wonder your monsters in Xuanquanzhi were confident when they saw the Taoist... Oh, that night, Yuan Ye, you dragged me to the Moon Order Wall, I thought they were really afraid of me, It was only later that I realized that they were afraid of you."

Why is this happening? They are alienating you and using an excuse of fear, which is actually a kind of exclusion.

They are afraid of you, slander you, and alienate you, but they don't know that there will be people cannibalizing in places other than Xuanquanzhi. Is this their intention...or did you do it on purpose?

Shen Keqing turned her back: "Let's go, go home."