Famous in the Jianghu [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

Mu Bai was a little dazed, he didn't like to use his brain, but he wasn't brainless.

Normally, Ye Cenqiu had no intention of hiding it, so he also guessed that the young master Yu he had been calling was the leader of the Western Demon Cult.

Judging from the relationship during this period of time, he thought that the landlord and Mr. Yu should have a good relationship.

At least for so many years, he has never seen other people get so close to the landlord.

Looking hesitantly at the letter in his hand again, Mu Bai hesitated for a moment, but carefully folded the letter and put it away.

Forget it, just listen to the landlord.

In the early morning of the second day, Mu Bai set off early, and without Mu Bai, there would naturally be someone else to deliver meals to Ye Cenqiu on a regular basis.

Bai Xue, Samuume.

Ye Cenqiu was sitting by the window, and the wind would blow a few flakes of snow into the room from time to time.

It's already the third day since Mu Bai left, but Yu Luocha hasn't come yet.

Ye Cenqiu lowered his eyes and quietly modulated the sandalwood in his hand.

He reads a lot of books, and he happened to read an incense-making book yesterday and became interested.

In traditional Chinese medicine, incense is used to heal illnesses and maintain health, and Linglu by his side is good at this.

However, he has just started to make incense, and it is impossible to make incense by himself all at once.

Ye Cenqiu carefully followed the instructions in the book, and put in the corresponding spices that had already been ground into powder.

Stir well.

After everything was done, he carefully put the incense into the incense burner, pressed out an auspicious cloud pattern with tools, and lit it.

When the lid is closed, misty smoke emerges from the hollow pattern, and then gradually gathers on the top to form a white incense line.

Green smoke curls up, and the tip of the nose is sandalwood mixed with a hint of herbal aroma.

Looking at the solid incense sticks in front of him, Ye Cenqiu gently put down the tools for making incense in his hand.

It was a success.

A good incense is that the smoke goes up and condenses together.

"Cen Qiu..." Yu Luocha pushed the door open and entered.

"Want to go to the border with me?" Ye Cenqiu interrupted Yu Luocha's words, and looked sideways at Yu Luocha who came in.

The wind and snow were not light, even Jade Rakshasa would inevitably be covered with some snowflakes. The temperature inside the house was relatively warm, and the snowflakes on his head slowly melted and turned into small drops of water that slipped from his hair.

Yu Luocha was stunned for a moment, her eyes flickered slightly, she raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Okay."

"Then leave today." After receiving Yu Luocha's answer, Ye Cenqiu got up and said.

The people under him were efficient, and a carriage stopped at the door in a short while.

But because the wind and snow hadn't stopped outside the house at this time, Ye Cenqiu decided to wait for a while and wait for the wind and snow to calm down before setting off.

After waiting for almost an hour, the snow finally lightened, and the two walked to the gate.

"My child... my child, where are you..." The sad female voice mixed in the wind and drifted into Ye Cenqiu's ears, "Why can't I find you... ..."

Accompanied by a strange sound and sobs from time to time, suddenly, a female voice screamed sadly.

That stern voice seemed to have fallen into hell, and it seemed to have seen some unacceptable but irreversible facts.

Desperate and powerless.

"Son...how did you get hurt?" She sobbed in a low voice, "It's all because my mother didn't protect you well...that thief who killed a thousand swords stole my My child!.......The child's mother will sing you a lullaby..."

Footsteps paused, Ye Cenqiu looked in the direction of the sound.

In a world covered in white, that red figure stands out.

Ye Cenqiu watched the figure gently hugging the child in his arms, and carefully patted the baby in his arms, with his face pressed against the swaddle, as if he was whispering to comfort something.

But with good hearing, Ye Cenqiu could clearly hear the crazy words in that woman's mouth.

"Who? Crying and screaming at my door?" A man stepped on the snow impatiently, opened the door of his house, and cursed before he saw who was crying and howling, "This cold weather can't stop for a while." can you?"

In fact, he was too lazy to come out. He saw his wife said that the children were afraid, and he saw that it was true.

His daughter was only six months old, and she was so fair and pleasing.

Reluctant to let the child be afraid, he hurriedly put on a thick padded jacket and planned to come out to have a look.

The woman in red was still talking nonsense, and from time to time she let out some weird and shrill laughter. When she heard the man's voice, she suddenly stopped and looked up at him.

"Have you seen my child?" The woman in red said anxiously, but her expression was inexplicably gentle.

When he met the woman's eyes, the man couldn't help being a little stunned.

I didn't expect this crazy woman to be quite good-looking, but the three scars on the right face ruined her beauty.

"Your child is here..." The man was a little strange, but he still looked at the child in the woman's arms and said, but before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, and his face turned pale in an instant.

He stared blankly at the child in the arms of the woman in red, his lips trembling constantly.

"Have you seen my child? He looks really good-looking." The woman in red didn't care about the man's reaction, and continued to mutter, "By the way, he still has 27 scars on his body."

"Why don't you talk?" The woman in red didn't know why, and she became a little dissatisfied. She stared fiercely into the man's eyes and said sharply, "Did you steal my child!?"

"No...not, not me." The look in the eyes of a person who has not killed anyone is completely different, let alone a madman who has killed an unknown number of people.

The man was taken aback and hurriedly explained.

It's a pity, how could a lunatic listen to his explanation.

"It's you! It's you who stole my child!" The woman in red said viciously, and she threw out the swaddling baby that she was holding tenderly just now, "I'm going to kill you!"

Her five fingers turned into claws, her body swept up in place, and her claws ruthlessly clawed at the man's neck.

The man didn't react, and he caught Ben right away.

But even if he reacted, how could an ordinary farmer escape the killer of a martial arts master?

The man's eyes widened, and he desperately grabbed the iron-like palm on his neck.

"Master!" The door was opened again, and a woman rushed over anxiously before seeing the scene at the door.

She saw that her husband hadn't come back for so long, so she came out to take a look.

The woman in red grabbed the man's neck, admired his distorted dying face, and expressed her hatred.

"Let go of my husband-in-law!" The woman cried and pulled the hand of the woman in red from her husband's neck.

"...Let's go." The man rolled his eyes with difficulty, trying to squeeze out two words from his mouth.

Go, take our daughter, and close the door...  

"No..." The woman cried and shook her head, seeing that she couldn't move the woman's hand, she turned around and pulled out the hairpin from her head and pierced her body fiercely, "Let go of my husband! "

This hairpin was given by her husband-in-law when they were newly married. It was a silver hairpin. It can be said that this hairpin was the most expensive in their family, and she cherished it very much.

Ye Cenqiu realized something was wrong when he saw the people on the side come out.

Later, after a few words of conversation between the two, the woman in red seemed to be in a more and more out of mood, so he took a few steps towards that side.

The change happened in an instant, and the woman suddenly became agitated and threw away the child in her hand.

Ye Cenqiu frowned, disappeared in a flash, and raised his hand to catch the thrown child.

He lowered his head to check the situation of the child in his arms, but it was this lowering that made him freeze in place.

The child died long ago, and died tragically.

The thin and small face was blue and purple. Although the corpse did not rot due to the weather, the child's eyes were deeply sunken into the eye sockets, and there were bloody wounds around the eye sockets.

Because of the tossing and picking just now, the cloth wrapped around the child has become loose. The child is not wearing any clothes, and there are dark black wounds all over the naked and thin body, and there are several wounds with rolled flesh. .

The child was afraid that he would be tortured to death.

Such a severe injury would be unbearable for an adult.Not to mention a swaddled baby who has no power to fight back.

Ye Cenqiu pursed her lips and gathered the cloth on his body.

In a blink of an eye, the woman in red had grabbed the man's neck, and his wife had just pulled out the silver hairpin from his head.

This time the distance was closer, and Ye Cenqiu could clearly see the name on the head of the woman in red——Ye Erniang.

It was rare for Ye Cenqiu to get angry. Looking at that name, his eyes were dark, his black pupils were as black as a deep pool, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ye Erniang was immersed in her own world, but years of martial arts practice allowed her to instantly react to the woman's movements, she smiled at the woman, and knocked her to the ground with a random wave of the other hand .

The woman fell to the ground, Ye Erniang laughed, and planned to directly pinch the neck of the person in her hand.

She wants revenge, hahaha!She wants revenge!

Gradually closing her palms, Erniang Ye stared at the man's bloodshot eyes full of hatred.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came from behind, Ye Erniang's pupils shrank suddenly, she let go of her palm, and bent her waist flexibly.

A fan painted with the pattern of Bana flowers whirled over her body and brushed against the tip of the man's nose.

Ye Erniang turned around and looked behind her.

I saw a man in green clothes holding the child she threw out just now with one hand, and calmly took the folding fan that was spinning back with the other.

"Erniang Ye." Ye Cenqiu said coldly.

"Who are you, why are you robbing my child?" Ye Erniang stared blankly at the child in Ye Cenqiu's hand.

Ye Cenqiu didn't want to play any tricks with her, so he said, "I know where your child is."

Upon hearing Ye Cenqiu's words, Erniang Ye froze suddenly. She rolled her eyes stiffly and looked at Ye Cenqiu. Tears first appeared in her beautiful eyes, and then turned fierce.

"Who are you? How do you know the whereabouts of my child?" She stared firmly into Ye Cenqiu's eyes, as if she would violently kill someone if she found out that he was lying.

"Wang Chuan Lou knows the world's affairs, so naturally it also knows the whereabouts of your son." Ye Cenqiu said flatly.

The child in his arms was cold and stiff, Ye Cenqiu lowered his eyes and changed his position.

He had never held a baby before, and he didn't know what position would make him comfortable.

but......

Ye Cenqiu flicked his fingers lightly, and the eyes that fell on the terrifying face of the child in his arms were calm and unwavering.

He's already dead, and even if he thinks about it, he won't dislike the discomfort of his hugging.