The white clothes of the mountains and rivers are still as old as before

A few people flew over the walls, leaped over Yueyang City, and finally found the few people who had just fought with their lives in a remote, dilapidated courtyard.

Bai Yi frowned, looked at the dead body on the ground, and heard Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu chasing after him.

"Hahaha, I said, why is there no movement? It turns out that the song is about to die together." Wen Kexing's words were very casual and extremely cold.

Zhou Zishu approached, saw the faces of the two people clearly, and recognized their identities.

"Single-eyed Jiang Che, Li Heng, the gale swordsman."

"These two can be regarded as famous people, why did they die so funny." Wen Kexing smiled gloatingly, with an innocent and cruel expression.

Looking at Wen Kexing like this, Bai Yi was very puzzled, but most of them were doubts.He also squatted down to see the death of the two people clearly.

One was slapped to death with a palm, and the other was pierced by an arrow.The white clothes pulled out a piece from the palm of one of them—Liu Lijia?

"As the saying goes, the prosperity of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. When will these stupid people understand? Even if it is a huge bargain, if you have a life to earn, you have to live to enjoy it."

Bai Yi handed the familiar piece of glazed armor to Zhou Zishu. Zhou Zishu looked around, his heart pounding. Hearing Wen Kexing's mocking mockery, he suddenly got up, clutching the piece of glazed armor, and approached him. in front of you.

"Is this the piece that Fang didn't know, stole from you?"

"Almost." Wen Kexing didn't care, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

"What is almost?"

"Ah Xu, you are so smart, think again?"

Zhou Zishu is such a smart person, he figured it out in an instant, whether it is the piece that Fang Buzhi stole or the piece in his hand, it must be a fake, all fake, As for where these fakes and fakes come from, isn't it the ghost of this person in front of him?

Not wanting to waste any time with them, he got up and left. When he followed the two people just now, he also saw several incidents of murder and robbery in the city. It must have been a dispute over the fake Liulijia, so he wanted to go and see.

Bai Yi thought about what he thought, and had already gone everywhere before him.

Wen Kexing didn't stop Bai Yi, but Zhou Zishu, and asked very puzzled: "Axu, what's wrong with you? What did Lao Bai do? You are waiting for me."

"What's the matter? Old Wen, don't you really think there's something wrong?" What happened tonight was so sudden that Zhou Zishu didn't even know that he really knew about Wen Kexing?Why does Wen Kexing do such a thing that hurts others and does not benefit oneself?

Wen Kexing didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

"What's wrong? Anyway, these mediocre people are doing their own thing. I just added a handful of firewood."

Zhou Zishu just felt that he couldn't see through the person in front of him.

"Old Wen, I used to think that you were pretending to be crazy, but I didn't expect you to be really crazy."

It's really like a lunatic, regardless of the consequences, stirring up the wind and rain in the world.He watched with great interest the fights, the bloodshed, the so-called dog-eat-dog scene.

Zhou Zishu left without turning his head, leaving Wen Kexing in a daze, looking at his resolute back, a little at a loss, a little dazed, and even a little bit wronged.

……Crazy?

When Zhou Zishu found the white clothes, he already had two or three pieces of identical glazed armor in his hands. Obviously, these were made by Wen Kexing on purpose to attract people to compete and kill each other.

"Those people are all dead, they all died because of this fake Liulijia." Bai Yi searched everywhere, and all he saw was the dead body after the net was broken and the Liulijia that was tightly held by them before death.

Three identical pieces of glazed armor were spread out in his palms, Zhou Zishu didn't know what to say, what was he going to do?Why did he do this?

"What is Old Wen going to do, and why is he doing it?" Zhou Zishu blurted out the question, and Bai Yi didn't know how to answer him.

These Jianghu affairs have nothing to do with him, whether these people live or die, and the white clothes don't care, but he saw Zhou Zishu's furrowed eyebrows and the complicated expression of staring at the glazed armor in his palm, so he just said a word of persuasion.

"What purpose does he do? It doesn't matter, and the affairs of Jianghu have nothing to do with us. What are you struggling with?"

"He's setting himself on fire and binding himself!" Zhou Zishu couldn't help but say.

"It is impossible for Wen Kexing to do anything for no reason. This careful thought and step by step must have made a perfect plan. Besides, they died because of fighting for this so-called Liulijia. It is their own fault. As the saying goes Greed is not enough, since they dare to touch the hot potato, they have to be prepared to pay the price, when have you been so... indecisive?"

Self-inflicted?indecisive?

Zhou Zishu raised his head in a daze, as if he had just seen clearly what kind of person Bai Yi was at this moment.

No, maybe this is the real white robe, and this is the sword spirit that kills and drinks blood.

It's his—the sword in white.

Bai Yi seemed to see through the blankness in his heart, and chuckled lightly: "Okay, stop looking at me with that expression, as if I'm a heinous villain, let's not worry about these mundane things, It's getting late, if you don't want to see Wen Kexing again, let's find another inn to rest, don't you think so?" As he said that, he stilled his eyes, and there was some kindness and innocence on that solemn face. Come.

Zhou Zishu also heard his words, took a deep breath, suppressed the unnaturalness and doubts in his heart, and followed the lead of the white clothes to find an inn to rest.

So when Wen Kexing knocked on the door of Zhou Zishu's room the next day, all he saw was people going to the empty building.

Zhou Zishu tossed and turned all night last night, and was not very energetic in the morning.

"Okay, okay, the sky is big, the earth is big, what's bothering you, and you can think about it after this breakfast, okay?" Sitting opposite him, Bai Yi sat across from him, watching Zhou Zishu grabbing the breakfast one bite at a time, with a full stomach Concerned, no appetite, naturally persuaded a sentence.

After he finished speaking, he called the waiter in the shop to order another basket of fried rice. The porridge and side dishes on the table were really bland.

Zhou Zishu raised his head and glanced at him, and said something unclear: "Sheng Jian? Aren't you not interested in eating?"

Bai Yi chuckled: "Don't you like it? I'll eat two more bites with you."

Zhou Zishu was noncommittal, hummed softly, and agreed to him.

The two of them had a hearty meal with porridge, side dishes and a basket of oily and fragrant pan-fries. Zhou Zishu ate two extra mouthfuls as they were accompanied.

He was full of wine and food, and just about to pay the bill, he saw a few people from the rivers and lakes walking outside the store. Their chat content caught Zhou Zishu's attention.

"What do you think the beggar gang wants to do by besieging Anji's four sages in a ruined temple outside the city?"

"You don't even know that, Anji Sixian got Liulijia!"

"What? Liulijia? Why is it in the hands of Anji Sixian?"

"Who knows? Maybe Liulijia, whose hands it falls into now?"

"Shall we go and have a look? Maybe we can find a bargain."

"Getting cheap? You are not afraid of getting angry. Who are the beggars? They are a group of flies that penetrate every corner. Let's avoid messing with them..."

Zhou Zishu could no longer listen to what was said later, he suddenly got up and hurried out of the city.

Bai Yi was still a little confused, so when he wanted to get up and chase him, he was stopped by the shop waiter, who hadn't paid the bill yet after eating.

After Bai Yi hurriedly paid the bill in embarrassment, when he found Zhou Zishu, he saw him and Wen Kexing squatting beside a half-dug pit, and there were four old corpses lying neatly on it.

"You say that the world's self-destruction is their own fault. I won't argue with you for the time being, but these Anji four sages are really not bad people. Now they are suffering from unreasonable disasters and died together. Wen Kexing, are you happy? Do you feel happy? Is this what you want?"

Bai Yi stopped not far from them, looking at the scene in front of him, his mood was quite complicated.

Wen Kexing was stunned by his questioning, his expression was astonished, he seemed to be crying but not smiling, he opened and closed his lips, and murmured: "Bad guy?" As he spoke, he shook off Zhou Zishu's hand that was holding his broken sword.Excitedly speaking, he shouted loudly: "Yes, they are not considered bad people, but Chief Zhou, do you dare to say that all the people you have killed in your life are bad people?!"

At this moment, the air was frozen, and Zhou Zishu's inner pain was pierced by this interrogation, and he was stunned, his eyelids trembled slightly, and the complexity in his eyes returned to silence, which hurt Wen Kexing.

Zhou Zishu's lips trembled slightly, and he only uttered a sentence: "Okay... very good..."

After Wen Kexing realized that his words were indiscriminate, he looked dodged, and wanted to explain a few words, he...he didn't mean that, but Zhou Zishu had already turned and left, and his back was resolutely embarrassed.

"Axu!!!" Wen Kexing grabbed Zhou Zishu's hand and lost his hand. He saw the white clothes standing not far away, and said like a child who made a mistake: "Old Bai... I, I am not I meant this, I really didn’t mean it...I said the wrong thing, I didn’t mean it..." The more he said, the more wronged he became, the more helpless he became, as he talked, he stood up and chased Zhou Zishu just ran away.

Bai Yi took a deep breath, feeling extremely tired all of a sudden, neither of these two people was relieved, seeing them running away one after another, and looking at the half-dug grave on the ground and the corpse lying on the side, his Emotions are also very complicated.

Bai Yi led Wen Kexing to dig half of the grave, dug it deep and big, picked up the cold body of Anji Sixian and buried it alive, muttering while filling the soil.

"You are also stupid. Isn't it good to live and take care of yourselves in the fairyland of the bamboo forest? How can you get involved in right and wrong, and you will end up in a foreign country, and you will die together. You don't have the ability to protect yourself, but you have to bear the loyalty." I think you all know the reason why you are guilty of carrying a biscuit, but you just buried yourself here for that noble kindness! Is it worth it?" The white clothes added good soil, and a tomb was erected, and a tall bluestone was found Standing in front of the grave.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if it's worth it or not. The four of you will be companions on the road to Huangquan, reminding each other that in the next life...don't come to the rivers and lakes again." After finishing speaking, Bai Yi wrote the last stroke of the epitaph, got up and left .

The author has something to say:

I'm tired of saying this old man.I didn’t know why it was so useless before. After all, it’s not easy to hire old actors. Why is the script so short? Later, I realized that these old men were all snatched from other crews. I’m really poor and arrogant. .

In addition, if the young couple quarrels, they will quarrel, and the grave will not be dug halfway, and the bamboo shoots will be taken!