Sir, this sword is a keepsake

The two who had enough to eat and drink did not delay.Zhuang Li reluctantly settled the bill, and when he turned around, he saw Shen Fang standing by the roadside with a sword on his back. The warm morning light shone on him without any shadow, which made him look very energetic.

Shen Fang also seemed to be shining.

The gazes of men, women, old and young were attracted unconsciously, even the irritable guy's yellow dog couldn't help but give him a few more glances.

"Go back to the Qiyun Tower? If Nangong Fuyun dies, the body is probably hardened right now." Shen Fang's gestures made Zhuang Xin's beating speed up inexplicably.But Shen Fang obviously didn't do anything, just stood there.

"Give her some confidence in her skill and Nangong Lingyun's conscience"

"About the latter, are you serious?" Zhuang Li thought of a woman with clouds carved all over her body.

Shen Fang was speechless for a while, and suddenly remembered another thing, "By the way, I need someone to collect some corpses."

"Ah?" Zhuang Li was only surprised for a moment, then hummed.

"Why, do you think I should be shocked?" Zhuang Li laughed at Shen Fang instead, "I said, there have been many such smogs in Cangzhou, and every time, someone died for no reason."

He looked at Shen Fang, "Have you seen their Wuxing wolf? The woman you mentioned whose flesh and blood was dug up by you, could it be the one from Beihuang..."

"Mist Walking Wolf?"

"This is what my master called it. It is a phantom obtained from a sacrifice. According to legend, it is the incarnation of the wolf king who ruled the Northern Wilderness long ago. Later, I don't know where the Northern Wilderness people got it from." method, I have mastered a method of summoning it by sacrifice, but to maintain its power, it will naturally consume the power of the living, Master said, this is the rule between heaven and earth."

"Northern people have no way to completely control it. Your master is right. Every time this kind of night fog occurs, the so-called fog-walking wolves, even if they have been sacrificed, will take the opportunity to prey in the fog."

Zhuang Li nodded, "Take me to have a look."

Shen Fang led Zhuang Li, and returned to the street where the jewelry shop was located. It was still early and the shop hadn't opened yet.

He walked past the shop for the third time, toward the end of the long street.As I walked, I saw a few disheveled beggars squatting in a row outside the closed shop, lazily basking in the sun.

The two continued walking and turned into a narrow alley.The alleyway was full of rubbish and sundries, and the blood on the aisle and the walls had solidified and turned black.This place was dirtier than Shen Fang thought.The white mist from last night obscured these details, which actually made the place look much neater and cleaner.

A stench wafted from the depths of the alley.Under the bright daylight, the blood and brutality in the courtyard will be clearly seen at a glance, piercing the soul.

Just when Shen Fang paused, Zhuang Li jumped over him, walked in first, and came to the gate of the courtyard, looking into the courtyard.His expression did not reveal any emotional upheaval, but appeared unusually calm.

"Murderers never care about the aftermath of the murder, thinking that life and death are nothing more than a nod. If they come to collect the corpse and put it in the ground, maybe they will know how heavy death is. It will only make people's eyes full of dust, and they will feel a few years older for a while."

After Zhuang Li finished speaking, he looked sideways at Shen Fang, "In the Northern Wilderness, it's not uncommon to see corpses exposed in the wilderness. When it's convenient, I will also bury those poor people."

"However, this is not like the Northern Wilderness. You can sleep for thousands of years anywhere. This city is a place for strangers..."

"Well, I'm just here to show you, let's go, I guess there will be many people who want to do this job."

Shen Fang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that Zhuang Li did not recognize the woman - his worries were unnecessary, after so long, the body was beyond recognition.

Another thing he was worried about was that the smell of corpses would attract the officers and soldiers. Looking at it now, it was obvious that the government had no spare time to take care of other matters.Or, the government had already gotten wind of the cause of death, but under the interference of the Shenwu Pavilion, they did not pursue this clue.

Shen let out the alley, found those beggars, and told them about transporting and burying the corpses. At the same time, he left behind money far exceeding the normal price, enough to make them eat and drink for a whole month.

Shen Fang shook the sword behind him, brought those unbelievable beggars back to reality, and said lightly, "This is me asking you to do something with money. If the thing is not done well, I not only want to get the money back."

One of the beggars looked at Shen Fang for a while with his cloudy eyes, and whispered to the other, "Who died in there, did you see something when you passed by?"

Another man with a sallow complexion tremblingly said, "Who else lives in that courtyard besides Axiu and a few other children..."

No wonder, under the sun, Shen Fang saw that the man was shivering all the time.

"Hey, something was really wrong last night... You said, we might be the ones who died..."

"Bah! How could it be us who died?"

"Then you see, they are all beggars, so we just sit and wait to die. Axiu only has one child, and for those little ones who have no father or mother, she steals money from those rich men, and even goes to restaurants to wash dishes and sell songs. this……"

Shen Fang didn't have time to drag Zhuang Li away, it was a step too late, and Zhuang Li looked at him half questioning and half surprised.

Zhuang Li's eyes were as dark as a sudden rain.Shen Fang looked calm, but hummed awkwardly.Until they left that street and crossed that bridge, neither of them said a word.

A gray pigeon flew across the sky from north to south, and soon left the two of them far behind.

Shen Fang looked at the traces in the air, and said: "Actually, even if you didn't ask for my bag of money back, they would just stay in that yard in the fog last night, and it wouldn't change anything. Besides, what those beggars said That’s right, it’s not them, it’s someone else.”

Zhuang Li nodded, as if he wanted to say something, but he hesitated to speak, the gloom between his brows finally turned into a soft sigh.

This sigh flew into Shen Fang's ears, and he subconsciously reviewed what happened tonight.He originally came all the way to the courtyard in order to avenge the five beggars, not only to find out the source of the night mist, but also to get rid of the saint.In the end, he comprehended the realm of night mist inexplicably by accident, and dug out the so-called "fog cocoon" from the woman's chest without any risk, and seemed to help her get rid of the control of the real saint...

But the unusual feeling of exhaustion after coming out of the fog...is there something weird about that...that strange fog...cunning saint...

"Shen Fang!"

"Shen Fang!"

Zhuang Li's voice seemed to come from beyond the mountains and seas, echoing hollowly.

……

In a daze, Shen Fang actually held the small fog cocoon like a fuzzy cotton ball again.

His eyes widened suddenly, he didn't know when it returned to his hand.He clearly remembered that at that moment, it disappeared without a trace in his hand, like ice melting in fire.

The cold, wet touch spread from the lines of his palm, along his arm, all the way up, reaching the center of his eyebrows.The woman's rough, wrinkled hands gently covered his face, and the sharp ink-stained nails scraped his brain bit by bit... like plucking the surface of a piano.

His thoughts were like strings, broken by fingernails, scattered in the air.

……

"Shen Fang!"

Shen Fang opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were blurred, and the eye sockets were wet by the cold liquid.The breeze blows by, and the face and the tip of the nose are wet and cool.

what happened?Why is his face covered with sweat?

Zhuang Li looked at him worriedly.

"I am, asleep?" Shen Fang asked uncertainly.

"You were walking just now, when you suddenly stopped moving and closed your eyes. Then, you started sweating non-stop, as if you were possessed by a demon."

"Then, maybe it was really a dream..."

"Dream? What dream did you have?"

"It's not a good dream...it's related to that saint."

"Then it's definitely not a good dream." Zhuang Li said decisively, with a worried expression on his face, "Hurry up and go back to the Qiyun Tower, that saint is extremely evil, and I knew that what she asked you to do would definitely have consequences. You, once Wu Shishi explained to me what happened yesterday."

Shen Fang couldn't help but said, "Worried about me?"

Zhuang Li was stunned, "That's natural. After hearing what you said, I felt that something was wrong, but you were fine until now, so I didn't—"

He glared at Shen Fang lightly.

"You can still laugh?"

"Hey, did I smile?"

In a blink of an eye, the two switched identities, as if it was not Zhuang Li but Shen Fang who was impulsive last night.

"No wonder, your behavior after waking up, and what you said to me are all inexplicable..." Zhuang Li said to himself, the more he thought about it, the more something went wrong, seeing that he was walking faster and faster, Shen Fang grabbed his clothes, and then Standing in a daze, he looked sideways at Shen Fang who was diagonally behind him.

"You can't be worried. It's that saint who said those words and did those things, not me..." Shen Fang looked into Zhuang Li's eyes and said word by word: "I'm sure, that is indeed Shen Fang wanted you to kiss him, and it was Shen Fang—”

Shen Fang's mouth was covered by Zhuang Li, and the latter heaved a sigh of relief, doubtfully saying, "Then, that's good."

Shen Fang lowered his head, loosened Zhuang Li's clothes, and the latter let go of his hand at the same time, then widened his eyes again, with a bewildered expression on his face:

"Shen Fang, why are you laughing again..."