Xie Wuyi also ignored her, and said to the coachman, "Go to the forest, hurry up."

Although the coachman didn't know what was going on, he could hear that the matter was urgent. He whipped his whip and yelled "Drive" repeatedly, forcing the horse to rush forward.

The horse was already frightened, but it was even more frantic when it was suffering from pain. The carriage was dragged by it as if it was about to fly into the air, bumping up and down.

Ji Qinglin's body swayed violently with the body of the car, but his heart was very clear.

When Ji Qinglin saw the fireworks just now, Ji Qinglin inexplicably felt familiar, but for a while, he couldn't remember where he saw them.

And judging from Yinluo's reconciliation with Wuyi's reaction, it should not be just fireworks, but a signal.

He suddenly remembered that when Jie Wu moved out of the house to give Yinluo a "communication" that night when he first arrived in Qinan, he seemed to have heard such a blasting sound.

Now it seems that the fireworks may be the way to pass the news between them.

After the car rushed into Xiaoyulin, Xie Wuyi immediately asked the driver to stop the horse. There was only one car road leading to Yuzhou in this forest, but the place where the fireworks rose was obviously not on the side of the road, so they had to get out of the car and change. Take a walk and look for the direction where the fireworks rise.

The branches and leaves of the trees in this elm forest are very lush, but the distance between the trees is quite far, so the crowns of the trees are not intertwined with each other, and the moonlight is not covered much, but it provides enough for Ji Qinglin and the others to move forward bright.

Not long after entering the forest, they could vaguely smell blood and rancid smell, and then found more than a dozen corpses lying in the forest.

It was already late at night, and the clothes and hair of the corpses were all wet with dew. Most of them were wearing black robes, and the rancid smell was emanating from their bodies.The rest of the people who did not wear black robes were dressed in different clothes, and their bodies were covered with blood, exuding a strong smell of blood.

Beside all the corpses were scattered swords and arrows in a mess. It was obvious that the two parties had just had a fierce battle.

Xie Wuyi and the others walked over and squatted down to feel their neck veins. After confirming that they were all dead, they didn't stay any longer and continued to walk deep.

The deeper you go, the more and more corpses appear on the ground. In the end, they are so dense that you have to carefully choose a space for your feet.

Ji Qinglin's heart sank a little.

When he saw the dozens of corpses at first, he thought it was just a confrontation between a dozen or 20 people, but now it seems that the scale is far larger than he expected.

Judging from the number of corpses, the men in black robes accounted for most of them, which seemed to prove that this was not an evenly matched confrontation. There were more men in black robes, and the other party fighting them was more skilled.

As for the "other party", Ji Qinglin couldn't tell their identities from their clothes, but when he squatted down to check the pulse of these people's necks again, he suddenly found a familiar pattern on the side of one of them's necks.

Ji Qinglin raised his head in surprise and said, "Juejuemen?"

That pattern is exactly the secret mark of Jingjuemen, which is exactly the same as the one on Ji Qinglin's neck.

Xie Wuyi nodded. He seemed to already know the identities of these people, so he was not surprised.

Ji Qinglin remembered that he had worried about the safety of Chi Ruogu and Shijiu on the car back to the village from Nanshan, and at that time Yinluo had said that he didn't have to worry about Chi Ruogu, because he was surrounded by experts to protect him.

Looking at it now, the master in Yinluokou at that time was probably referring to Jingjuemen, but now that they are down here, what will happen to Chi Ruogu?

Just as Ji Qinglin was about to speak, Shi Buyu on the side suddenly raised his hand and raised his index finger to make a silent gesture around his mouth. They all stopped and stopped talking, and the surroundings were so quiet that a needle could be heard.

In this silence, they vaguely heard human voices, but because the distance was too far, the voice was extremely weak, making it impossible for people to hear the specific content clearly, and could not tell where it was coming from.

At this moment, the white hair that had been staying around them suddenly flew up from the tree and rushed towards one direction. The few people saw that it must have judged the source of the sound, and immediately got up and ran to that place .

After running for a while, they finally saw a figure vaguely in the open space ahead.

The man was dressed in light purple clothes, kneeling there with his back to them, seemed to hold another person in his arms, and kept shouting: "Huo Jue! Huo Jue!"

Ji Qinglin quickly recognized that the owner of the voice was Chi Ruogu, but he didn't know who the "Huo Jue" he was talking about was, and when he ran to Chi Ruogu's side and saw the person he was holding in his arms, he was stunned. In place.

This is a person Ji Qinglin never dreamed of seeing here.

Uncle Huo.

At this moment, he finally understood why he felt familiar when he saw the fireworks earlier.

On a certain New Year's Eve many years ago, he was attracted by this strangely shaped fireworks to the lakeside in the suburbs of Beijing, and it was Uncle Huo who set off the fireworks by the lake at that time.

The only difference is that the fireworks that Uncle Huo set off at that time were red, but the one Chi Ruogu set off today is purple.

However, when Uncle Huo first entered the mansion, he said that he had a unique surname but never named him. Why would Chi Ruogu call him "Huo Jue"?Why do he and Chi Ruogu have the same kind of fireworks?Most importantly, why is he here?

At this time, Uncle Huo was wearing the dark red clothes he was used to wearing in the mansion, with an empty quiver lying beside him, a black longbow in his left hand, his upper body was soaked in blood, and a scarlet pierced his chest. a dagger.

The dagger was inserted so deep that it almost sank into his body, and the blood flowed out from the wound one after another along with the heartbeat, as if it wanted to submerge his whole body before he would stop.

No matter how confused Ji Qinglin was, he couldn't take care of it right now, and immediately squatted down and grabbed his right hand and called eagerly, "Uncle Huo? Uncle Huo!"

Uncle Huo seemed to have heard his voice, and opened his eyelids weakly. After seeing Ji Qinglin clearly, he seemed to want to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, blood gushed out of his mouth and poured down his cheeks. into the collar.

He seemed to realize that he was speechless, so he took his hand out of Ji Qinglin's with difficulty, and slowly lifted it up, as if he wanted to use his last bit of strength to point in a certain direction.

At this moment, everyone was surrounding him, and when they saw him raise his hand, they stared at his fingers, but when he was halfway up, his fingers suddenly settled in the air, then fell down and landed on Ji Qinglin's feet side.

"Huo Jue!" Several people shouted together.

Uncle Huo's eyes were still half open, but at this moment the light in his eyes was gone.

After several people were silent for a long time, Yin Luo sighed heavily, and stretched out his hand to close Huo Jue's eyes.

Ji Qinglin's mind went blank, he stared blankly at Uncle Huo, unable to describe his feelings for a while.

Although Uncle Huo has always been serious and indifferent in the mansion, even Ji Qinglin was tricked into the palace by him once, but he also tried his best to teach Ji Qinglin martial arts, and he always turned a blind eye every time Ji Qinglin wanted to leave the mansion Close one eye and secretly help him.

Ji Qinglin never thought that Uncle Huo, who was so skilled that he was almost invincible, would die under the sword of others, let alone in front of himself.

It happened so suddenly, Ji Qinglin really wanted to calm down and sort out everything, but his heart was in a mess.

At this moment, his peripheral vision suddenly caught a gleam of light, and he looked down, and saw that the light was coming from the jade pendant around his waist.

Ji Qinglin quickly reached out to untie it and took it in his hand, and saw a small silver bell growing out of the fish tail under the jade pendant like a bud breaking through the ground, a silk thread was pulled out from the silver bell, and stretched leisurely towards the west.

At this moment, all the questions Ji Qinglin had just now were answered.

Uncle Huo is from Four Seasons Valley.

It's not that he doesn't have a name, it's just that he has never told everyone in Jifu.

The reason why he has the same fireworks as Chi Ruogu is because the weird fireworks are the unique communication method of Four Seasons Valley.

And the reason why he appeared here was because he was the "master" that Yin Luo said was protecting Chi Ruogu.

In other words, not just masters.

Huo Jue - Jing Jue Men - two bows hidden bid.

Connecting these together, Ji Qinglin naturally thought of the astonishing master of the sect that Shijiu had talked about at the beginning—Slingshot Jingyan.

After trying to understand these things, Ji Qinglin did not feel relaxed, because when the truth was revealed, more mysteries also followed.

Why did Uncle Huo go to Ji's Mansion in the first place, why did he show such a stranger to Yinluo in the mansion, and why did he plan to send him into the palace?

Also, where was the last direction he wanted to point before he died?

Ji Qinglin was full of doubts, so why not the others? Yin Luo was silent for a moment, then frowned and looked at Chi Ruogu and said, "What's going on? Why don't you stay in the city well, what are you doing here in the woods in the middle of the night?"

Chi Ruogu's eyes were red, he looked down at Huo Jue and said, "It's my fault, it's me who hurt him."

Yin Luo gave a "tsk" and urged: "Stop talking nonsense at this time, what happened?"

Ji Qinglin could tell that in the face of Huo Jue's death, the people in Four Seasons Valley seemed much calmer than him. He also knew that this was because they all knew that Huo Jue could still be reincarnated even if he died, so although it was uncomfortable, they were also happy. Not too flustered.

It has to be said that before seeing the silk thread on the jade pendant, Ji Qinglin thought he was facing "death", but after seeing the silk thread, it was more like a "temporary farewell", the former will last indefinitely , the latter will have a period later, and the severity will be known immediately.

After being told by Yinluo, Chi Ruogu also seemed to feel that it is meaningless to indulge in self-blame at this time, so he took a deep breath and said, "This matter is a long story, let's talk as we go."

The forest is full of corpses, and there is a strong smell of rancidity and blood everywhere, and it is indeed not a suitable place for detailed discussion. The few people did not object, and got up to transport Huo Jue's body out of the forest, and placed it in the In the carriage.

Xiaoyulin was not far from Yuzhou, Chi Ruogu ordered the coachman to take Huo Jue's body to Lingfang Garden in the city first, and they went on foot.

Ji Qinglin looked at the receding carriage, looked down at the silk thread on the jade pendant in his hand, and couldn't help asking: "Shouldn't we go find his reincarnation first?"

Before his death, Uncle Huo tried to point his finger somewhere. Ji Qinglin suspected that he had found some important clues about the man in black. If he could find his reincarnation and return the memory to him, he would be able to ask him about the clues himself. What is it?

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