Juvenile Tour [Jian San Yang Hua Tibetan Tang Dynasty]

[-]. Praying mantis catches cicada

"The subordinate is not feeling well, so I will take my leave first."

After Pei Taiyue said this, she pulled Chu Loufeng away without looking at Tang Ruhui again.Walking all the way to the outside of the Xiaonan Building, the smell of alcohol rushed to my head after being blown by the late autumn night wind.

"Hey, be careful—"

Seeing that Pei Taiyue staggered and nearly fell, Chu Loufeng rushed over to support him, angry and distressed: "You can't drink so much, what kind of hero are you?"

"How can you let...they bully you..."

Pei Taiyue murmured, leaning softly against him.Chu Loufeng reached out to support his waist, but he didn't expect that the other party would put all his weight on him, his feet were crooked, and he couldn't walk at all.

Sighing deeply, Chu Loufeng squatted down: "Come up, I'll carry you back."

Pei Taiyue gave a "hmm" and obediently jumped on his back.All disciples of Wanhua are scattered, and Chu Loufeng is no exception.Now, in order to carry him on his back, she pulled her long black hair on her chest.Pei Taiyue was lying on his back, but her hands were restless, a lock of hair was wrapped around her fingertips, and she poked his neck with the tip of her hair from time to time.

Chu Loufeng was very itchy from his hair, but he had no free hands, so he could only grit his teeth and bear it: "Pei Daochang, Pei Daochang, when people are drunk, they are full of courage. How come you have turned into a child again?" ?”

"……Well?"

Pei Taiyue was innocent, and Chu Loufeng had no choice but to walk back step by step behind his back.It was very late now, and most of the people who watched the lanterns and the moon on the street had dispersed, leaving only the confetti left over from the fireworks all over the floor, but the full moon above the head seemed even brighter.

Pei Taiyue looked up at the sky and whispered: "The moon is so big, it looks like a cake."

Chu Loufeng almost spit out when he heard it, and teased him with a smile: "Then do you want to eat?"

"want."

Pei Taiyue answered honestly, but when she lowered her head, she saw Chu Loufeng's white and small ear tips exposed in the dark hair, and she bit it without knowing what to think.Chu Loufeng was unprepared, and suddenly said "Hey".Pei Taiyue sucked the tip of his ear, and used her teeth to grind back and forth carefully, completely unaware of her current actions, it was simply a blatant temptation.

Chu Loufeng took a deep breath to calm his beating heartbeat.Behind him, the man drank too much wine, his body was as hot as a charcoal brazier, pressing tightly against himself.

"I kind of know why you don't drink alcohol anymore... It's fine if you drink too little, why is the wine so bad..."

He muttered incessantly, carrying that dishonest person on his back, and returned home slowly, only feeling that the road under his feet seemed as long as a lifetime.

A month passed like a white horse. To everyone's surprise, Qin Si's offensive went very smoothly. The Valley of the Wicked was in full swing. Not only did he regain the Golden Gate Pass, but he also captured Qingyunwu. Advantages on the road.After this action, the previous rumors were naturally self-defeating, which really made Tang Ruhui unexpected.

As for the other side, there were several murders in Gusu City.As before, the murderer did not leave any traces, all of them were killed in one blow, and the bloody "Chen" was carved on the body with a sharp weapon.

The wings of death finally enveloped the heads of the group of martial arts people who came to hunt for treasure, and the treasure that had been silent for 19 years seemed to exude a gloomy and cold atmosphere.Some people killed each other because of suspicion, and some people left the city because of fear... However, more people chose to stay. After all, people always have a little luck before disaster befalls them. , I feel that I am not the one who should be unlucky.

The night was dark, starless and moonless.

This is a small inn in Gusu City, which has been around for many years.Here, a room only costs [-] copper coins a night, and the floor is made of straw beds, which can sleep as many people as you want.There are a few clumsy paintings hanging on the dirty wall, the paper has turned yellow, and the corners are rolled up, revealing the wall behind which was blackened by oily smoke.

"Accidents have happened to four of the five families. Even the people who went to investigate the Chen family's ancestral grave a few days ago have also suffered accidents. It was obviously the idea of ​​the 'Ghost Hand' back then. Why should we now Carry?!"

Under the dim light, several people sat in a circle on the couch, and one of them said in a hoarse voice that there was a big black spot under his eye socket, obviously he hadn't slept well for several days.

"Lao Liu, calm down," a man who looked like a leader sitting across from him comforted, "We checked the corpses of the 130 members of the Chen family back then, and we never missed a single one. Now This is nothing more than someone pretending to be a ghost, until October [-]th, we will find out in the secret passage—"

"If you want to go, you can go by yourself!" The so-called "Old Six" suddenly got up, "The few of us managed to escape from death the night before, so why don't I go through this muddy water!"

"you!"

The leader choked with anger, while the rest of the people in the room looked at each other, apparently not knowing how to persuade them.He only heard Lao Liu snort coldly, walked aside, rummaged to find his luggage, put it on his shoulders, strode to the door, pulled open the dilapidated wooden door in front of him, and suddenly came to the door. Take a breath.

——The killer they had been hiding for three days was suddenly behind the door!

There was a slight numbness in the abdomen, followed by heat.Lao Liu lowered his head dumbly, only to see a long knife pierced deeply into his lower abdomen, and then he screamed in pain.The black-clothed and masked killer turned his wrist slightly, kicked his body to the side, and drew out his long knife, being sprayed all over his face by warm blood.

He indifferently wiped the blood from his eyelashes with the back of his hand, stepped on his dead body, and walked into the house.

"It's you...it's you!"

The leader exclaimed, but the other party didn't seem to hear it, and just walked in front of them step by step, every step seemed to be stepping on the apex of people's hearts.Finally, someone couldn't help but yelled, raised his knife and flew towards it!

"Ah."

He smiled lightly.

The sound of the blade piercing the wind was like playing a string, or tearing a thin piece of paper.The knife was really fast and ruthless, but an incredible thing happened at the moment when he smiled lowly. There was a slight ripple in the air in front of him, and the black-clothed killer actually--disappeared out of thin air!

The long knife cut through the air, and went straight through where the man was standing.At the same time, the surrounding scenery also changed.Several people looked around in a daze, where is there a bed, where is an inn?I saw a spacious house with a four-fold landscape and stone screen in the middle, two rows of tables and chairs in front, and hibiscus stone bricks on the floor—it was clearly in the Chen family mansion 19 years ago!

Even if someone screamed, they all recognized where they were at this time, and they couldn't help but fight.Only the leader remained calm and said, "Don't panic, this is just Changgemen's illusion!"

Several people stood back to back, and each could hear the heavy and muddy nervous panting in the other's throat.The black-clothed killer disappeared without a trace, and the surroundings were as quiet as death, like a huge and gorgeous tomb.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost here?"

The leader asked in a deep voice.

No one answered.

He slowly drew out his sword, only to find that his right hand was trembling uncontrollably.Unknown opponents and unknown dangers, the leader lowered his head, took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, but suddenly saw the blade reflecting his eyes——

This was the most common reflection, but it turned out to be unusual at this moment.The leader couldn't help being attracted by those eyes that were so familiar, he suddenly felt that they didn't belong to him.

He shook his head, trying to get rid of this stupid idea, but only saw a sly smile in those eyes, and they blinked suddenly.

Tremendous horror welled up in his heart, and the leader involuntarily threw the long sword far away, and staggered back a few steps—but there was no one around him, and those companions who were also terrified had disappeared at some point No, he was the only one left in the empty hall.

"There are a few more here! Brothers, be careful not to let them go"

He heard "my own" voice, which was familiar yet unfamiliar.But at this moment, his throat was clearly trembling, so how could he say such a fierce and arrogant sentence?

The leader only felt that his feet were nailed to the ground, and he watched helplessly as the "self" came out from the blade, bowed to pick up the hilt, with a familiar yet strange smile on his face.

"Don't...don't come here!"

Fear filled his limbs and bones, the leader had a splitting headache, turned and ran.

The Chen family's mansion is like a huge labyrinth. He stumbles open the doors and walks through the corridors... This is clearly the chase 19 years ago, but this time, the murderer under the sword... The prey became himself!

The footsteps behind him and the low smile were getting closer and closer, and the moment the sword blade pierced the back of his heart, the leader suddenly realized that it was not a reflection at all, it was his greed, and he created it with his own hands 19 years ago. Murder and blood debt!

"Miexin Wuming Formation!"

He roared out with the last of his courage and strength, and the magnificent decorations around him collapsed.The landscape and screens weathered and collapsed, the tables and chairs quickly became obsolete and decayed, and the bricks all over the floor burst into cracks. The whole mansion instantly became a gloomy dilapidated house, as if in this short moment, it experienced a cycle of life and death.

——If a Bodhisattva wishes to attain the Pure Land, he should purify his heart.Its heart is not pure, worry and fear are clustered, that is hell.

The leader fell powerlessly to the ground, it turned out that he was still staying in that dilapidated inn.On the walls scorched black by oily smoke, there are clumsy landscape paintings, and in the middle of the room is a Datong shop made of straw.The corpses of his companions were also lying beside him in disorder, and the ground was covered with scarlet and sticky blood.

And his sword was still in his hand, and what was stuck in his heart was clearly a long knife.

The masked killer in black stood beside him, his eyes were as black as a deep pool, and he couldn't see any expression.

"You... in the end..."

His vision gradually darkened, and at the last moment of his life, the leader saw the man take out a half-foot-long knife from his arms and carve the word "Chen" on the chest of a corpse. hook.

After doing all this, the masked man in black let out a long breath, as if he finally relaxed.He wiped the blood off the knife with the corner of the dead man's clothes, and just now he opened the door and was about to leave - at this moment, a strong wind suddenly hit his face!

He suddenly leaned back to dodge, a row of hidden weapons swept past the tip of his nose, wiped a hole in his mask, and smashed the window paper behind him.At this moment, the opponent has already jumped in, with an unknown weapon in his hand, waving a dazzling silver light in front of him, only forcing him to the corner.

The man in black didn't panic, he stepped forward against the sharp edge, and with a wrong step, he saw a gap and walked around the man's back, raised his long knife, and slashed at his face mercilessly!

"Zheng!"

The visitor turned around at the last moment, and it turned out that his weapon was just a folding fan. At this moment, ten fan bones formed a bundle, supporting his long knife.

"Pinghu Duanyue? What is your relationship with Hidden Sword Villa?"

The author has something to say: