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Ghost Killer took a small step back without any trace, then put away the piano with a calm face and prepared to leave: "Your Excellency, you have misidentified someone. My name is Ghost Killer, not Mo Jin."

Mo Bai naturally didn't believe it, he approached him, and questioned step by step: "I was the only one present when the senior brother passed the lyre to you, do you want to deny that this is not the ruby ​​lyre, and that what you play is not the seven-tone killer?" In this world, apart from Jun Mojin, there will be no second person who can play the seven-tone kill. Mo Jin, can't even I tell you what happened to you?" Over the years, he has been I was looking for him, but I didn't expect to meet again.When he rushed into the house and saw an ugly stranger playing the piano, he was so shocked at that moment that words couldn't describe it, but he knew very well that this person was what he had been looking for all this time. People, so the shock of the previous moment was suddenly overwhelmed by deep sorrow and self-blame.

"I don't understand what your Excellency is saying. This piano is a gift from a friend. When my friend left, he left the piano and a sheet music. I learned a thing or two in my spare time. If this has caused any misunderstanding to you, I sincerely apologize." Come on, Ghost Killer carried the piano bag on his back, crossed Mo Bai, and walked straight to the window.

Looking at the decisive figure, Mo Bai suddenly chuckled: "So that's why I was too persistent. Little Mo Jin doesn't have this temper, and her voice is not as cold as that of a strong man. If a strong man meets you again My friend, can you give me a word for him."

"please say."

"There are changes in the valley, don't worry, everything is up to me."

For a moment, Ghost Killer almost stayed behind to recognize him, but in the end reason prevailed, he nodded his head lightly, and just as he swept out the window, a mobai sigh came unhurriedly by his ears.

"Brother, I have found Mo Jin, please rest in peace." The more anxious you are to escape, the more you can prove that you are him, Mo Jin, you are still so innocent.

Leaving Mobai's sight, he landed on a big tree, stopped, raised his hand to his chest, there was no heartbeat there, no one else, if there is no hatred to support him, he doesn't know what reason he has to live on World.

As the Moon Demon in the world's population, he must not implicate Uncle Mobai any longer. He can walk this road of revenge alone.

Regarding the matter of Ting Xuegu, master and younger brother, after killing Murong Su and the others, he will also investigate to the end.

It's just that he wants to walk alone, but someone won't let him go.

"Ghost killing."

Mo Jin trembled all over, and saw a cyan figure flashing by, a white bamboo hat appeared in front of him, and then a handsome face came into view, just like in memory, still so gentle and relaxed, like an unrestrained wind , Let him travel between heaven and earth, never stay for anyone.

Mo Bai gently explained: "The wind and sand here in Yancheng is very strong, wearing this can cover the dust." He has always been so considerate, never asking or talking, just doing everything in silence.

Ghost Killer stared at the bamboo hat, and the human skin mask Fei Xueyi specially made for him was left in the inn. He couldn't understand how scary he looked now, but now that Mo Bai was chasing him, he tried to cover it up again, It's not necessary anymore, because we both understand each other in our hearts.

After a moment of silence, he took the bamboo hat and put it on: "Thank you."

Seeing that hand full of scars, Mo Bai's heart ached, and he forced a smile: "You're welcome. May I ask, where are you going next?"

Ghost Killer couldn't figure out what he wanted to do for a while, so he just looked at him through the veil without saying a word, waiting for him to say something.

Mo Bai's eyes fell into the distance, and he said quietly: "If there is no place to go or if you are not in a hurry, you are willing to go with me to meet someone, and it won't take long." If you say you are a ghost killer, then you are a ghost killer.

"Okay, but before that, I have to go back to the inn." Anyway, Fei Xueyi will be back in three days. During this period, he is free, and Mo Bai is not the kind of person who makes random demands for no reason. He wants to come here People must have a lot to do with themselves.

Mo Bai hummed lightly, and followed closely behind him.

Back at the inn, everyone in the inn was still talking about what happened in the early morning, what was haunted, why did Muyue people live in the inn...

Ghost Killer frowned slightly, and asked the shopkeeper for a pen and paper, and left a note for Fei Xueyi, with a sentence written on it: Master, I have to leave temporarily.

If it is said that at the very beginning, he still wondered whether Han Yuwan was as powerful as Fei Xueyi said, but after getting along with him these days, he was completely convinced. If something happens suddenly, it is better to leave a note just in case, so that Fei Xueyi doesn't see him when he comes back and thinks he has escaped again.

When Ghost Killer finished finishing everything and came out, Mo Bai was also brewing a pot of pear blossom wine from the wine shop diagonally opposite and Shi Shiran came out, with a faint smile on his brows.

A pot of pear blossom stuffing, drunk between heaven and earth, green clothes like Xi, smile like Xi.

This is his little uncle, Mo Bai.

And the reason why he likes drinking is thanks to this uncle.

Mo Bai said with a smile: "Forgive me, forgive me, the lady from the restaurant is very beautiful, I added a few words for a while, and I wasted some time."

"It's okay, I just came out."

Mobai nodded.

The two walked towards the gate of the city relatively silently, where a carriage had been waiting for a long time.

After driving for about four hours, the carriage finally stopped outside a remote courtyard under the moonlight.

After explaining a few words to the coachman, Mo Bai led the ghost into the courtyard.

Entering the courtyard, the courtyard was pitch black and dead silent.

Yes, dead silence, because there are several corpses lying here and there in the yard.

Mo Bai's face changed suddenly, he stepped into the house, searched the courtyard, but still didn't see anyone.

"Who actually lives here?" In this world, there are very few people and things that can change the mood of his uncle.

Looking at the moonlight, Mo Bai sighed heavily and said, "Cool breeze."

Ghost Killer opened his eyes wide in astonishment, there were too many doubts in his mind that needed to be solved, as if he knew his doubts, Mo Bai continued: "When I rushed back to the valley that day, the senior brother had died, and Liang Feng was still alive, but his head was injured. He was seriously injured, and the whole person became stupid. Every time he saw red, he would go crazy and yell "I don't know, I don't want to go to Shengjing, I won't go... Later, I buried my senior brother and left with a cool breeze." Listening to Xuegu, he was placed in this courtyard because he was afraid that the people who killed him knew that he was still alive and would find him again, but he didn't expect that this kind of thing would happen just as soon as the matter started to emerge."

Shengjing, red.

For some reason, at this moment, the figure of Fei Xueyi flashed in Ghost Killer's mind, dressed in a coquettish red dress, with an unpredictable personality, could it be him?

"Actually, after these days of recuperation, Liangfeng's mood has calmed down a lot, so I planned to leave for Shengjing in the next few days, but I didn't expect to meet you... Hey, now that Liangfeng is gone, what face do I have to meet my senior brother?" .”

Ghost Killer lowered his eyes, thought for a while and said lightly: "Find Liangfeng first, and then go to Shengjing together." Isn't Shimen's enmity enmity?Why can he put it aside for a while, he is dying of heart, not amnesia, the master's kindness to him is vivid in his memory, why can't he do both together, not to mention that one has a certain goal and the other needs to be traced, it doesn't affect the relationship What.

Mo Bai looked at Ghost Killer with surprise in his eyes. He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he only said two words: "...Ghost Killer?"

"Let's go, look for it from nearby towns first."

On the day Murong Su left, Huarong sent An Er to follow behind. If Murong Su still hesitated this time, then An Er would take the initiative to solve the problem. He has been waiting for six years and cannot continue like this.

When An Er took five of his subordinates through Wuzhen, he was "excited" to meet the clansmen who escaped in the past.

The bazaar was crowded with people, and the cries of hawkers could be heard endlessly, and all kinds of gadgets were sold in the small stalls.

And in an open space not far away, a group of people gathered around, only heard the sound of a gong, and there was a burst of cheers and cheers.

It turned out that a boy in blue cloth was doing a somersault. This time, the number of onlookers was more than twenty, which is really amazing.

The sound of calling, clapping hands, and the sound of copper plates falling from time to time, it was very lively, but someone wanted to destroy the lively scene intentionally.

"Muyue people are performing arts, and you guys are so excited to watch it. It's ridiculous. The reason why Lin'an has a plague is because a few Muyue people came here. I didn't expect Muyue people to come here too. Hehe, I don't know if it will happen again this time. What kind of disaster is coming from the sky." The voice was neither loud nor small, but it was exceptionally clear under the bustling noise.

In an instant, the cheers stopped, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Finally, they all turned their eyes to the speaker and the five burly men behind him.

Uncle Liu, who was beating the gong, changed his expression greatly. He really wanted to rush up and tear An Er into pieces, but he had to bear it in order to survive. He couldn't let the last Muyue clansmen go extinct.

Liu Boqiang said with a smile: "My lord, the little old man is just a poor man who takes his grandson to the rivers and lakes to make a living. I don't understand what you mean by this. If you don't like to watch it, the little old man will take the grandson away. Leave now."

The somersaulting boy stopped, glared at An Er angrily, then turned around to pack his things.

Sitting obediently on the ground and playing with the cool breeze from the branches, when he saw An Er who suddenly appeared, he pointed at An Er and giggled: "...Grandpa...he is a dog...a good dog...Grandpa..."

Hearing this, An Er's face turned green and then red, and he said with a smirk, "There are so many acquaintances. A group of Muyue demons, today I will send you to hell for Tian Xingdao." After the words fell, he drew his sword backhand, and with a clang, the long sword Unsheathed, it stabbed at Liu Bo's chest like a poisonous snake.

Seeing this, the blue-clothed boy dropped the iron plate containing the money without hesitation, and An Er turned away to avoid the iron plate.

The young man immediately pulled Uncle Liu and Liang Feng out of the crowd, while the onlookers panicked and started running around, perhaps because they were frightened by the murderous aura exuded by An'er and the others, or because they were shocked by the word Muyueren. Startled.