Traveling through memoirs

Qing Luo's plan is very simple, to take advantage of the emptiness in the [Luoxia Sect] sect and attack [Luoxia Sect].

But it's easy to say, but to implement this plan, you still have to make careful preparations.

"The [Luoxia Sect] has suffered a lot this time, and the sect must be strictly on guard at the moment. It is not so easy to break through." After this battle, Qing Ke has also changed a lot, and he will think carefully when encountering problems.

After all, it is Qing Ziyan's species, Qing Ziyan is an old fox, how could Qing Ke really not have a brain?It's just that Qing Ke is obsessed with martial arts and is unwilling to manage these intrigues.Now that he is willing to use his brain, some things can naturally be seen clearly.

"Breakthrough? Why do we have to attack head-on..." Qing Luo smiled brightly, but the row of snow-white teeth that were exposed was full of evil spirits, as if she wanted to choose someone to eat.

"It's said that the king loses the bandit, but who cares how the king wins and how the bandit loses?" Taking out a small porcelain vase from her wide cuff, Qing Luo looked at Qing Ke: "Snake spider, my new partner It came out, and I haven't had time to test the medicine yet."

Without hesitation, Qing Ke took the porcelain bottle directly: "Down into the well?"

"No..." Qing Luo shook her head: "While they are making dinner, go down into the water tank in the kitchen."

Poisoning is not that simple. Where and when to spread the poison must be calculated.If the well was poisoned early, once someone draws water from the well to drink and is poisoned, it will be difficult to make a move.

"Okay." As soon as Qing Luo said, Qing Ke came to his senses and understood what Qing Luo meant: "I'll leave now."

[Luoxia School] It is only a day and a half away from here, if Qing Ke uses his lightness skills to make his way, he will indeed be able to arrive before dinner.

"What's the rush?" Qing Luo pressed Qing Ke's arm, raised her eyes with a half-smile, "They're all chickens waiting to be slaughtered, so what's the difference if you kill them first?"

"The three inns in this small town are probably full of decent people..."

The town is remote, and the night is extremely quiet, except for a few occasional chirps of 'Zhi Zhi Zhi'.

The moon is round and big, hanging in the dark blue sky, shining through the shadows of the trees and the windows.Qing Luo closed the window, turned around and looked at the two pairs of bright eyes of the moonlight in the darkness: "The night is late..."

The wind of 'hula la' suddenly blew open the window, and Qing Luo's half-loose long hair fluttered away with open teeth and claws.

Without turning around to close the window again, Qing Luo couldn't hold back a chuckle in her throat: "It really fits the scene, the moon is dark, the wind is high, and the murderous night."

"Let's go." The short and sharp dagger flew at Qing Luo's fingertips, and bright silver flowers bloomed.

Yingcao followed Qing Luo, shaking Qing Luo's clothes with one hand.

"Don't be afraid." Qing Luo pulled Yingcao into her arms with her backhand and rubbed the little girl's head: "Don't be afraid, there is me and Qingke."

When Qing Ke went out, he still didn't forget to close the door, raised his head, just in time to see the window sash being beaten by the wind, and a flash of lightning pierced the sky.

"It's going to rain..." Qing Ke thought, closed the door, turned around and followed Qing Luo and Yingcao.

The three of them were very well prepared. Before dinner, they sneaked into the back kitchen of the three inns and got drugged. Now it happened to be the time to attack.

Qing Luo said, this is a rehearsal, an appetizer before the [Luoxia School].

This inn is not big, with a total of about [-] guest rooms, full of people from all over the world.

Qing Luo acted alone, and Qing Ke brought Yingcao together.

Opening a room door with a dagger, Qing Luo covered one person's mouth indifferently, and cut the dagger across the other's neck, cutting the artery and trachea together, and poured blood on Qing Luo's face like a jet of blood. The fishy smell made Qing Luo frowned.Taking out a handkerchief and wiping the blood on her face, Qing Luo went out, just in time to bump into Qing Ke and Yingcao who was trembling in Qing Ke's arms.

Compared to Qing Luo, Qing Ke's method of killing was undoubtedly more bloody.Even during the scuffle in [Purple Smoke Valley], Qing Ke kept burying Yingcao's face in his arms.Yingcao has killed people before, and she is not afraid of killing people, but they all use Gu worms, she has never killed a life by herself.The method of killing is different, and the feeling is also very different.

Undoubtedly, Yingcao is not used to this kind of sticky bloody way of killing yet.

Qing Luo and Qing Ke smiled at each other and entered the next room tacitly.

Just like this, in and out, in and out, after Qing Luo and Qing Ke met for the fifth time, Yingcao finally left Qing Ke's arms, turned around and walked into another room.

One after another, one after another, with experience, Qing Luo's face was no longer stained with blood, but her lavender gown was soaked red, and the earliest bloodstains were buried in the ground layer by layer. .Gradually thick blood scabs formed, hard and dirty, like a hard carapace, firmly covering the fragile and vulnerable flesh underneath.

This inelegant act like killing a pig went on for about half an hour, and it was Yingcao who got rid of the last person.

The tears on his face were mixed with scabs and blood, and the grass-colored clothes turned black after the baptism of blood, like a ghost crawling out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Qing Ke knelt down, wiped the dirt on Yingcao's face delicately with his big hands, and smiled on his face, which was as rare as a wood carving: "You have grown up."

Yingcao was still crying, her eyes were red and swollen, like two big walnuts.She snuggled into Qing Ke's arms, buried her cheek on Qing Ke's shoulder and neck, and said in a low voice, "I like you so much...I want to protect you...I can't...I can't drag you down...I will become stronger..."

"En." Qing Ke responded in a low voice, followed Qing Luo's footsteps and left the bloody place.

It was only when I went out that I realized that the sky was drizzling with rain.Soaked in soil, exuding a fresh but decadent breath.Taking a deep breath, Qing Luo closed her eyes and opened them again, striding forward.

Killing/people is a difficult thing and an easy thing.

You die and I live.

For Qing Luo in the past, the important thing was not your death but my life, but now, the important thing is your death.Qing Luo finally understood that for some people, it is a sin to be born, so they want to be street rats and everyone shouts and beats them.What difficulties are hard to hide, what I can't choose my origin, these are not important to other people.

Just like in Qing Luo's previous life, when his mother killed his father and went to prison because of his father's domestic violence, he became the murderer's son.Regardless of the cause and effect, he was firmly nailed to the pillar of shame.Since he couldn't change his origin, Qing Luo accepted it calmly. He didn't expect love from his lover or anything else. He just wanted to be safe and stable for the rest of his life. When he was old and unable to move, he would find a place where he would not hinder others. not to delay the process of social development.

However, some people still come to provoke him, saying that they want to be brothers with him, that they admire his open-mindedness, and that his background is nothing at all.In the end, it was this brother who stood up and gave false testimony to frame him for money, and it was also this brother who kept saying in court that he was the son of a murderer.

When she was a child, Qing Luo didn't understand why everyone hated him and spurned him; when she was in prison awaiting trial, Qing Luo didn't understand why people were so fickle.

Until this life, until this moment, Qing Luo finally understood.

In a person's life, wanting to be safe and secure is purely a joke.The plan can't keep up with the changes, let alone the detailed plan of life.

What will happen in the next moment, you never know, and you can't grasp it.

Therefore, at this moment, we must do our best to step on everyone's feet, so that the uncontrollable that will happen in the next moment will become controllable.

You die and I live.

Living hard may not lead to a stable life, but if those people who don’t want you to live a safe life are dead, then you will definitely live a safe life.

Braving the rain all the way, the blood washed off the clothes was diluted by the raindrops and then followed them away, Qing Luo became tidy and clean again.

The three of them stepped into another inn, with pale pink footprints extending all the way to the door of the guest room.

Lightning and thunder, bursts, cut the dying man's breath to pieces.Bursts of daylight broke through the window paper outside the window and reflected on the faces of the same three people in different rooms.

Every time a life was collected, Qing Luo gained an extra sense of security.When the warm blood becomes cold, it seems that all the vitality and warmth inside have been absorbed by Qing Luo, becoming stronger and indestructible.

Repeating a single action, harvesting the lush life without difficulty like cutting rice, is the fastest and most neat.

When I came out of the third inn, the moon was still hanging in the sky, and I didn't hide my figure.When the thunderstorm stopped, Yingcao couldn't help shivering due to the weak wind mixed with the cool air of rain.

"Where are we going?" Qing Ke covered Yingcao into his outer shirt, and used his body temperature to drive away the bone-chilling coldness on Yingcao's body.

"Look for some necessities first, and then go back to the mountain." Qing Luo said, taking the lead and heading straight to the pharmacy.

After the three of them packed and sorted all the things they took out of the shop, and left some money on the counter, they took advantage of the darkness and quietly returned to the direction of [Purple Smoke Valley].

But when it was ugly, at the darkest time, the thick and deep night gradually engulfed the figures of the three of them like the huge mouth of a prostrate beast, leaving behind only the scarlet that was so thick that it was too dark to melt away, emitting bursts of disgusting sticky smell.

Qing Luo took Qing Ke and Yingcao to the cave that he and Chen Ling had discovered. After confirming that the pool in the cave was connected to the pool outside, he cooperated with Qing Ke to seal off the entrance to the cave.

Internal force shook the stones at the entrance of the cave, and the broken stones sealed the gaps all the way until they could go down to the platform of the cave, and then the two stopped.

Back in the cave, Yingcao had already covered the stone bed with thick quilts, and now she was dozing off in the nest formed by the quilts.

Qing Ke walked over and sat cross-legged on the bed, and picked up Yingcao into her arms by the way, and the little girl fell asleep peacefully leaning on Qing Ke's chest.

"Brother..." Qing Ke softly asked Qing Luo who was sitting cross-legged on the other side of the stone bed: "Tell me, Elder Ying and the others are really all right? If there is nothing wrong, where are they hiding?"

"There will be news. I guess they will reply to us soon." Qing Luo said, closing her eyes and starting to practice.