In the temple, there are many Jiang Hu people who pretend to be ordinary people, intending to attack Xie Guanhe.

But if the enemy doesn't move, they'd better keep silent and watch the changes.

The ashes and smoke from the incense burners in the temple are mixed with damp water vapor, and the cheap scent is even more pungent.

The clay statues watch the world quietly, without hatred, love, sorrow or joy.

The torrential rain outside the house was like the Milky Way pouring down, and the desolate sound of the wind and rain dotted the false tranquility in the temple.

After half a stick of incense, the flamboyant and phoenix dance that shook his heart once again appeared in Chi Si's palm.

Qi Ji wrote in his hand: Lost smoke.Hold your breath.

Someone unknowingly covered up the drug in the smell of bamboo and fireworks.

People around them inhaled the smoke and fell down one after another.

Chi Si felt a weight on his shoulder, and it was Qi Ji who fell asleep and leaned his head on his shoulder.

My whole body froze suddenly, my beating heart almost stopped, and I even forgot how to breathe.

As the smoke intensified, he also lied down on the ground limply, choosing a posture that would make the person pressing on him more comfortable.

As the people in the temple fell into a coma, the evil spirits hiding under the cowardly appearance tore off the false disguise.

The old man Wang showed a fierce look, and he lifted the thin cloth covering the wheelbarrow, revealing the poisoned weapon hidden under it, which was gleaming with faint light.

Several of his accomplices took the weapons and slowly approached Xie Guanhe who was lying on the ground.

A cold light flashed across the raised blade, and then fell with the speed of lightning along with the white blade.

The clay statue looks at life and death indifferently, without joy, sorrow or thought.

With a crisp clang, the sharp knife pierced the thin wooden floor, and the fainted Xie Guanhe was no longer where he was.

The assailant was startled, but before he recovered, a gust of red blood gushed out, and hot air sprayed on the place where the target should have been.

Slightly dilated pupils absent minded and dim.The last thing he saw before he died was the point of the sword piercing through his body.

Xie Guanhe jumped up, chasing the wind and electricity with the swift momentum, with a flash of sharp silver light and cold light, he cut down the enemy who planned to assassinate him under the sword in one breath.

Then with a movement of footsteps, he turned around like the wind and snow, and pierced another enemy with another sword.

The rest of the attackers were shocked, and they all raised their knives to chop at him.

Unexpectedly, before the step was taken, a gust of sinister wind swept through his throat, and a fine red scar appeared on his neck impressively, drawing a shocking desolation.

Qi Ji appeared behind them, with his jet-black short sword facing the sun and the moon, and under the watchful eyes of the god statue, he was merciful and crisp. (*)

The two were already excellent in martial arts, but they pretended to fall to the ground and pretended to be unconscious. Taking advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness and mental calculation, they killed all the enemies who tried to sneak up on them within a moment.

The speed is so fast that even Chi Si can't make a move in the future.

The false tranquility instantly turned into real silence.

The people in the temple fell all over the place in disorder, half of them were dead in a peaceful sleep, and half of them were alive in a coma.

"What should we do now?" The three looked at each other for a moment.

"Let them sleep again. The rain hasn't stopped anyway." Xie Guanhe glanced at his junior brother and Wen Jing who were lying on the ground.

"It's just..." He frowned again and looked at the corpses.

"It's a little troublesome to deal with." Qi Ji's brows were slightly curved, and there was a ruthless and indifferent smile in his warm and elegant eyes.

Ordinary people who were innocently involved would easily have nightmares when they woke up and saw the dead bodies.

Chi Si had just had time to make a move in the future, and he didn't use any strength. Seeing the embarrassment on their faces at this moment, he couldn't help but want to show off his unique skill of destroying corpses and eradicating traces.

"How about I draw a formation to get these things away?"

Qi Ji froze: "Is there such a formation?"

Chi Si raised his eyebrows and acted recklessly, "I am omnipotent."

Qi Ji jokingly said: "Wouldn't it be convenient to kill people and steal goods. But the fourth child..."

You Ya's eyelids were slightly heavy, and the hidden sharpness flashed by, exuding an irresistible domineering force: "Have you forgotten what I said?"

If it is not necessary, don't mention the formation again.

If you accidentally let other people know, maybe it will lead to disaster again.

Chi Si thought in his heart that it doesn't matter, he has nothing to worry about being so powerful.

But looking at Zang Feng Yinrui's faint anger, his heart seemed to be pulled hard by something, the apex of his heart throbbed suddenly, and he contracted an unknown disease again, and he forgot what to say.

Taking advantage of the light rain, the three of them dragged several corpses into the grass behind the temple, letting them melt into the soil and rot together with the vegetation.

A young hero who roams the rivers and lakes, the shadow of a sword frightens Hong Hong, and when he encounters an opponent on the road, he will kill or bury him.

An hour later, the people who had been intoxicated by the incense woke up one after another.

Xie Guanbai rubbed his sleepy eyes, but couldn't remember when he fell asleep.

In a trance, it seems to have a dream, but after waking up, I don't remember anything, I just feel empty in my heart, as if I have forgotten a very important thing.

Wen Jing is also awake.

The mixed smell that hadn't dissipated in the air and the bloodstains left on the ground made her instantly understand what happened in the temple.

She immediately turned to Xie Guanhe, seeing that his face was unharmed as usual, she calmed down while cursing herself for being careless.

Fortunately, nothing happened, otherwise she would have to bear the blame.

She wanted to ask about the specific situation, how he escaped, but there are so many people here that it is not the place to talk about it in detail.

Some people felt that something was wrong in the temple, but no one answered their doubts.

The mountain rain gradually stopped, and the clouds broke and the sky was blue.

The people who hid from the rain in the temple set foot on their respective paths again.The clouds roll and the clouds relax, and the fate gathers and the fate disperses.

The four-person team had two more people traveling together, and entered an inn at dusk to end today's itinerary.

Chi Si got up on the second day, after tidying up, went down to the inn lobby, saw Qi Ji, Xie Guanhe, and the new acquaintance Wei Bin, the three of them sat at a square table with their heads down and their eyes down, their expressions so obedient as to be pitiful.

Chi Si was startled: What's the matter?

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