into delusion

Yan Mo's lightness kung fu has reached the stage of perfection, but his skin has changed and his internal strength has been greatly damaged. In addition, he was shocked by the Thunderbolt Cannon just now, and his speed inevitably lost a little bit.

I saw several corpses lying on the ground, including masked killers in black clothes and black scarves, and some knight-errants in plain clothes. There was also a large piece of scorched black soil on the ground, which was obviously bombarded by thunderbolt cannons.The distance is so far, the explosion should not have been heard on the official road, but the sound gathered in the mountains made the movement come out.

In this mess, there are still three people fighting fiercely.There are only two black-clothed killers left, their bodies have already been scarred, and there is one who is blind. Red and black blood slid down his cheeks, making his face even more hideous.But the one Yu was fighting with was a monk, his moves were dignified and strict, but half of his monk's robe was stained red with blood, his left arm was missing up to his shoulder, and bones were still visible from the wound on his chest.If it were someone else, they would have been heartbroken and unable to fight anymore, but the monk still fought tenaciously. It is not difficult to see that he wanted to keep the two criminals alive.

With just one glance, Yan Mo could see the situation clearly, and his figure naturally fell into the eyes of both sides.Seeing a man in black coming again, Zhi Zhi's heart tightened. The two men in black in front of him were already irresistible. At this time, reinforcements appeared again, and he was afraid that his soul would go to the west.The two killers also knew that the person who came was not a companion, and their moves became more and more fierce.

Yan Mo didn't care about the vigilance of both sides, but just took a step forward.He is now more than ten feet away from the center of the field, but once he takes a step, his movement is strange, obviously he has only taken a step, but he has covered a distance of several feet, not like light kung fu, but like a monster The method of shrinking the ground into an inch is only three or five steps. With a flash of his figure, the long sword has already stabbed the killer who ruined the whole purpose.The man in black was startled, and swung his sword to block, but Xuecan's long sword was like a swimming fish, bypassing the edge of the sword he was blocking, stably inserted into his chest, with a puff, the blade came out, and blood sprayed Teng.

After knowing the life of one person, Yan Mo looked sideways at the only assassin left beside him. The tip of the sword moved slightly, but it didn't take the vital point. The assassins who surrounded him just now were all dead, so he naturally wanted to stay. A living.The man in black also seemed to realize that he was powerless to resist, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he quickly took two steps back.However, the sword edge still followed like a shadow, piercing straight into the shoulder blade.

This was not a fatal blow, but the wide-open eyes of the man in black suddenly dilated. The killer's mouth overflowed, and the weight on the sword increased sharply. The man's body tilted and fell to the ground.

Another complete annihilation.Counting the two raids and killings, a dozen or so people have been dispatched. No matter who raises such dead soldiers, it will not be cheap.Yan Mo put the sword back into its sheath, and turned to look at the monk who had fallen to the ground.The fierce fighting just now had obviously exhausted the monk's body strength, he had lost too much blood, and had serious internal injuries. Now his face is as golden as paper, and he seems to be exhaling more than inhaling.

Killing people is Yan Mo's forte, but saving people is not.However, before Yan Mo could speak, the monk had already torn off a piece of cloth from the hem of the monk's robe, laid it firmly on the ground, stretched out his hand to stick the blood dripping on the stump, and moved his fingers like the wind.In less than half a moment, a blood book had been written, and the monk raised his head with a bitter smile on his face.

"I met the benefactor today. It is really a fate. Thank you for the life-saving grace of the benefactor. But the poor monk has another unfeeling request. Can you ask the benefactor to send this letter back to Shaolin and inform my abbot. This matter is related to the benefactor Shen Yanshen. It doesn't matter."

As he spoke, he took out another bag of things from his bosom: "These are all the things carried by the assassin. The poor monk is dull and can't see the clues. Please also hand it over to the abbot or Shen benefactor. Let’s make a bright future here.”

The monk was born in the Discipline Hall, and what he believes most is that good will be rewarded and evil will be punished. These words really come from the heart.His voice was not loud, and there was a breath of dying breath, a puddle of blood trickled down his nasal cavity, already soaking half of his front, and even his mouth was stained with blood.However, the monk looked solemn and behaved solemnly, and this last word had nothing to do with him, it was just to save another person's reputation.

With a slight movement in his heart, Yan Mo didn't say much, he stretched out his hands and took the two things solemnly.The blood book is thin and the evidence is simple, but the monk seems to have delivered a heavy burden, and only his hand fell to the ground. He laughed: "Amitabha, thank you for your generosity."

After seeing the satisfied expression on the monk's face, Yan Mo slowed down his voice: "Dare to ask Master's Dharma name?"

"Zhixin... Shaolin... Zhixin..."

After struggling to explain the funeral, Zhixin had already run out of gas, with a smile on his face and closed his eyes.Looking at the dead monk in front of him, and at the relic in his hand, Yan Mo put both into his arms.Although this world is full of weirdness, there are still people who value love and righteousness. Yan Mo is not a nosy person, but he can't refuse such a heavy promise.

What's more, the person the monk wants to save is named Shen Yan.

The face with a pleasant smile flashed in his mind, and a faint smile crossed Yan Mo's lips.Also framed by the man in black, and also caught in this situation, it seems that he has a deep relationship with that passerby.Since we are also going to be stripped and cocooned, let's drop by along the way...

However, at this time, the person who was remembered by the monk was in a mourning hall.In Lijiazhuang, Weixian County, white flags fluttered and sackcloth was wrapped in plain clothes. The whole family was already crying loudly.As the largest martial arts family within tens of miles, the funeral of Li's mansion was naturally solemn and dignified. I don't know how many friends and relatives of the same kind were invited to see the old man off. It was only Shen Yan who wanted to find but it was not a dead person.

Speaking of Li Family Manor, it is also well-known in the Jianghu. The ancestor was a loyal and brave general of the former dynasty. He had a set of Li Family Spears from the army, which was very powerful.Later, when the dynasty changed, the Li family no longer participated in government affairs, and devoted themselves to running the Jianghu business. After several generations, they naturally became a well-known wealthy family.It's just that in Mr. Li's generation, there are not many talented people among his descendants. This "martial arts" family is gradually not worthy of its name. Fortunately, Mr. Li has a wide range of friends, and he is eager to do justice and is willing to do good. He is quite a bit in the world A good reputation and a family fortune will not decline suddenly.

Shen Yan also had a few encounters with Mr. Li before, and this time he came to Li's Village just to discuss something, who knows that man is not as good as God, Mr. Li died suddenly at this pass, half a year ago he was still in good spirits, why is it so broken What?

"Shen Yan, my family didn't invite you over, did they?"

A rather rude voice drew back Shen Yan's sight, and he saw a young man in sackcloth and filial piety walking quickly from the inner room.This person looks quite young, only 25-[-], but because he cried too much during the filial piety, his eyes were already red and disfigured, and the wine was too dark, his face was dark and his expression was haggard, he looked a few years older .

Of course, Shen Yan knew this person. Li Chengming, the second son of the Li family, was also a well-known "Young Hero" in Jianghu, but he was famous not for his skills, but for his means of spending money. He was a well-known dude.In the early years when the boss of the Li family was still around, he was still a little restrained. Two years ago when his elder brother passed away suddenly, Li Chengming became even more disfigured.Now that all the people in charge of the Li family village have died, and Zhuangzi has fallen into Li's second hand, I am afraid that there is no need to guess what will happen in a few years.

However, now, Li Chengming obviously doesn't think so. He just said to Shen Yan: "My father has already passed away, why are you here to cause trouble? Isn't my Lijiazhuang not unlucky enough?"

In the past two years, Shen Yan's reputation as a "troubleshooter" has obviously become more and more famous. Those who have been in the world for a long time can still remember some of his past deeds, while the new generation mostly regard him as a dead star, wishing to avoid him .Li Er has a lot of experience in the world, but presumably he has never used it in the right place, so he is naturally not fake to Shen Yan.

The occasion was not right, and the usual smile on Shen Yan's face also disappeared, and she replied in a deep voice: "Mr. Li is also considered to be a friend of Mr. Shen, so for such a big event, he should come to comfort him."

"Forgetting friends? You are too embarrassed to put money on your face!" Li Er showed a disgusted expression, "If you hadn't insisted on telling the old man that my elder brother died strangely, how could the old man be exhausted physically and mentally? I lost my life!"

The death of Li Suming, the boss of the Li family, can be regarded as a public case.The dignified descendant of Li's family village was actually killed by several strongmen who cut the path because of a carload of goods, which made Mr. Li vomit blood in anger.If Mr. Li hadn't personally led people to pursue the murderer and avenge his son, the name of Li Family Village would have been stigmatized.

It's just such a useless matter, and there are still people who get involved in it. Of course, Mr. Li doesn't want to believe that his son died so badly, so he just listened to Shen Yan's argument and drove Li Chengming to death.It's good now, the old man has gone, and this disaster star still refuses to give up, how can people not be angry!

However, in the face of Li Chengming's scolding, Shen Yan's expression did not change at all, and his pair of shining eyes were firmly locked on Li Er, as if he could read people's hearts.

Faced with such a prodigal son, Li Chengming only felt bored in his chest, and shouted loudly to the family behind him: "What are you still doing in a daze?! Hurry up and ask Mr. Shen to raise your feet, and don't pollute the old man's funeral!"

There were not only relatives and friends of the Li family in the mourning hall, but also many people from the Jianghu. Some of them frowned, and some guests who had good friends with the Li family looked at the prodigal son in the court with unkind expressions.Being so rejected by the master, it would be a disgraceful thing to put anywhere. However, facing those eyes mixed with ridicule and rejection, Shen Yan straightened his clothes leisurely, and faced Mr. Li's tomb. Yi Yi to the ground.

This obeisance made it difficult for those members of the Li family to do anything.After all, Shen Yan is also a knight-errant who has been famous for a long time in the rivers and lakes. It is inconvenient to go up and chase him away because of such solemn worship to the old man.Li Chengming's face flushed red suddenly, Gege clenched his teeth, but before he got angry, Shen Yan raised his head, took a deep look at Li Chengming, turned around and walked out of the hall.

This glance made Li Erguang shiver, his eyes were so complex that it is hard to describe, as if he was looking directly at the entire Li Mansion through himself, with a hint of persistence and solemnity amidst his sadness, Has a certain indescribable weight.

Shaking his head violently, Li Chengming snorted coldly. No matter what Shen Yan said to the old man before, he would never let this disaster come to his door again. Compared with this boring prodigal son, he is now carrying a heavier burden.Taking a deep breath, Li Chengming straightened his face and continued to entertain the guests.

Behind him, the warm spring breeze blew through the Luoxue mourning hall, bringing out a sense of sadness.

The author has something to say: secretly light a pair of candles (hey

It means that there is no manuscript saved, and the past two days have been a little busy, and it seems that the update time is a bit unstable.

When I start working on Monday, I will update it at 4 pm. If it is too late, I will let everyone know and try to keep the daily update>_

Thanks to the twin sisters for feeding the grenade, as well as the nutrient solution dropped by windy and Qianli Kuaizai, Emma Qianli actually gave 5 comments, shocked for a while>_