There are twelve months in a year, but only the first seven months are alive.

This is a well-known sentence in the world, but few people know its meaning, because not everyone in this world is lucky enough to meet Nine Girls.

"How do you say that?"

The young man sitting in the tavern asked curiously.

He was dressed in a brocade shirt with hanging pens, and he looked like a young man from a famous family who hadn't experienced much in the world.

Xiaoer, who was cleaning the table, smiled: "Because Miss Nine has seven skirts, and she only appeared in the Jianghu seven times, so men can only live for seven months."

When he spoke, his tone was teasing, even a man with no desires could understand.

The young man blushed, and after a while he asked in a low voice, "Is she really that beautiful?"

How can a woman make a man so obsessed with it that he will die madly if he doesn't see her?

The young man was thinking in his heart, but saw that Xiao Er shook his head.

"That is an unimaginably beautiful woman. If you see her and drop the sword in your hand to the ground, there will be fewer strokes in the book of life and death."

Although this is a joke, it is not false.

Because a swordsman died just a month ago.

Kunlun's coir raincoat and the long moon are like parting snow.

Even Wei Bieyi died in her hands, who in this world can hold a sword in front of her?

Wu Qun has worshiped seven people as teachers in three years, and Wei Bieyi is the last one.After killing him, she built a small building by the Qinhuai River.

That building didn't have a name at first, but because it was created at the end of the year, it was called the twelfth floor.

Nine girls only come out seven times a year when they live in the building, and these seven times are all because of the anniversary of someone else's death.

She killed her master, but every year she goes to worship him.

"A girl like her, why can't she figure it out so much?"

I don't know who sighed, with a melancholy tone.

This is also the question of everyone in the rivers and lakes: why does a woman who should be held in the hands of men choose to be a monster who kills teachers and rebels.

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"Maybe it's because they have nothing left to teach her."

Such an idea suddenly popped up in the young man's mind, and once this idea took root, it could never be erased. He even felt that he was close to the truth.

Men always believe that once a beautiful woman is cruel, she will be forced to do nothing, and they find countless reasons for her.

But I will never believe the closest to the real one.

Nine girls are invincible when they appear in front of everyone.

There were seven people in total, and there was no similarity in their faces, clothing, or education, but they had one thing in common—they all had taught her something.

She was born beautiful, and she knew it was a sharp weapon.Even if those people were quite critical at the beginning, they would teach her everything in the future.

When Wu Qun met the first person, she thought that if he was willing to teach her the last song, then she would tolerate his liking.

Later, the man handed over his life to her.He was exhausted, so naturally he couldn't keep her anymore.

When she killed the musician on the Changfeng Pavilion, she met the monk who had just come down the mountain.

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So she also worshiped the monk as her teacher.

Bodhi Meditation, at first she thought she still had the roots of wisdom to save the world, but later she became more and more obsessed with the world.

The monk said that she was born with a golden collarbone and should not go astray.

"Back then, the sage used Luo Qun to ferry sentient beings, was it also a crooked way?"

She sat under the tree and thought for a while, only to realize that all living beings have long been prejudiced.That Bodhisattva has saved so many people, but he still cannot escape the evil thoughts created by lust in the world.

This is the third year she has been a monk as a teacher, and she killed someone barefoot on the lotus pedestal.The cause is that the pious believer's Buddha's heart is dusty and his eyes are falling.

"What will happen if the monk moves his heart?"

Wu Qun asked.

The unnamed eminent monk paused while turning his rosary beads, unable to answer her question anymore.

Wu Qun sighed lightly.

The disappointment in her eyes is the sharpest sword, forcing him to cut himself before all living beings.

The third, the fourth... It doesn't make a difference.

They taught her and returned to dust.

One after another.

She likes to wear different skirts to kill people, so people in the world call her Wu Qun, and few people know that Ah Jiu is her name.There is only one Nine Girls in this famous Twelve Red Buildings, and there is only one living person.

The last person Wu Qun killed was a swordsman who treated her well.

She didn't intend to kill him originally, but after she learned his sword, she could only kill him again.

The most extreme thing in this world can only be unique.

Music theory, Buddhism, martial arts...

Nothing more than that.

She was born at the most shining time of Sirius, to plunder and replace.

On the last day of her apprenticeship, Nine Girls will wear bright dresses and pay with a painting, and her master will die after painting the last painting for her.

If a person is soft-hearted, he will always help others.

The sky was far away on the top of the cloud, Wu Qun watched the man sitting cross-legged and closed his eyes, and left silently.

"Did the girl ever regret it?"

Suddenly a voice asked beside my ear, it was the young master in the tavern that night.

"God's fortune."

Wu Qun picked off the weeds in front of the tomb, her tone calm.

In this arena, there is a group of people who are hard to come by in thousands of years, but the pen in their hands can kill all living beings.

And every time Tian Suanzi appears in the world, there are evildoers who caused the punishment of heaven.

The beauty placed the sake in front of the tombstone, lowered her head and smiled slightly: "I'm still alive, it should be the dead who regret it."

As soon as this sentence was said, there was thunder and lightning, as if punished by heaven.

The young man sighed: "Let's wait and see in a hundred years."

The red building on the banks of the Qinhuai River gradually disappeared into nothingness, and melted into the fire together with the girl.

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"Do you regret it?"

The voice appeared again.

The barefoot beauty in white turned around slowly, her eyebrows twitching.

She fulfilled the wishes of the seven people, the sins were eliminated, and the punishment of heaven was helpless.

Those skirts stained with murderous intent gradually fell silent, only Sirius was still bright in the night.

Wu Qun hooked the corners of her lips, her expression peaceful.

A person like her is born with poison, poison and strong drink, and she is willing to burn people to ashes before giving up.

The black-haired and snow-skinned beauty strokes her sleeves and leaves:

"A hundred years later, I still won't regret it."

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