The devil has too many vests

The night was dark and windy, and in the small courtyard shrouded in darkness, the cry of the little girl echoed.As for the two people in front of her, one looked dazed, as if he hadn't reacted yet.The other was calm and comfortable, as if he hadn't seen it.

...seemed to be quite ruthless.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." the little girl said with sobs, "I lied just now."

"It's not that I don't remember anything. After entering the cave and everyone fell asleep, I woke up once..."

Manman carefully described what he saw at the time, with horror still in his eyes.

...At that time, she passed out like the other children on the same boat, but woke up halfway.Immediately afterwards, she saw that the friends on the same boat were all transferred to coffin-like boxes and taken away by some people in strange clothes.She was only awake for a short time, though, before passing out again.

For this young girl, the weird scene she saw in the cave that night was enough to make her terrified and unforgettable.But she dared not tell anyone.

"Woo... Manman is wrong. Grandma said that He Bo is a kind god who protects everyone... Manman shouldn't say bad things behind her back, I'm a bad boy..."

Before she could finish her sentence, a figure had already flashed in front of her, with a gentle but unquestionable voice:

"Don't cry."

The animal-like intuition made the little girl stop immediately, hiccupping in shock, tears still hanging on her face.She looked at Yan Weilou tearfully, looking pitiful.

Lu Yiyu couldn't bear it: "Brother Yan, why must you scold a child so harshly!"

Yan Weilou didn't answer, but just scanned the little girl deeply with his eyes, reached out and grabbed her wrist, and injected a trace of true energy into her meridians.

As the true energy wandered around and returned to Yan Weilou's body, his face also became dark.

"You should have seen it too?" He asked suddenly without looking up.

Lu Yiyu frowned. As early as he lived here, he could see that the little girl had physical problems: "He was congenitally deficient, his foundation was flimsy, not only did he not have the slightest talent for cultivation, but his life expectancy was shorter than that of ordinary people."

"No, it's not congenital deficiency." Yan Weilou denied it, then raised his head, "It's man-made."

Lu Yiyu's complexion changed, and his expression suddenly turned cold: "Human...you mean Hebo really exists?!"

Yan Weilou hooked his lips: "Maybe they exist, but whether gods are ghosts or humans, it doesn't matter!"

Yan Weilou lowered his head to look at the terrified little girl: "Your health is so poor now, when did it start? It's been like this since you were a child, or after you went to meet He Bo?"

The little girl opened her eyes wide, and replied timidly, "Yes...after meeting Hebo."

Yan Weilou stretched out a hand to wipe her tears, and said seriously: "So, don't cry."

"Whether you understand it or not, remember these words clearly for me." The night was dark, and the boy's cold face was hidden in the night, and his tone was gentle but tough, "You were originally talented, but your foundation was artificially ruined. Don't Speaking of cultivation, even the lifespan of a normal person can’t be reached.”

The little girl seemed to realize something, and slowly opened her eyes wide, looking at those deep, cold eyes, but she couldn't bring up a trace of fear.

"Listen, crying is useless. Your time is already shorter than ordinary people, so don't waste it on such useless emotions in the future! Think about what you want to do in the future to make yourself happier, start now!"

"Brother Yan, this is not good for a child, is it? Tell her such a cruel thing..."

Seeing the little girl standing there obediently, seeming to start to think seriously, Lu Yiyu smiled helplessly, and looked at Yan Weilou thoughtfully, as if he had reacquainted himself with him.

"If she feels hatred in her heart because of this, she will be unwilling in the future, and maybe disasters will happen. Why not let her live in peace for the rest of her life without knowing anything?"

"She has the right to know what to do in the future, and she has the right to choose." Yan Weilou said indifferently, "She can choose not to practice and be an ordinary person. But if she is forced or kept from the truth, she can only choose to be an ordinary person." Humans are different."

"As for resentment and resentment, isn't that what it should be? Resentment is the biggest motivation."

He turned his head to look in the direction of the ancestral hall, the flames and shouts did not stop.

... There is no rush now. According to Manman, those people will put new sacrifices into the river around dawn.

Lu Yiyu also followed his gaze, his face became icy cold.After coming here for a while, he thought that the so-called sacrifice to the river god was just a common custom, but he didn't expect that there was something hidden in it. It was obvious that someone was pretending to be a ghost, but these villagers didn't know it at all.

"Ignorance!"

In anger, Lu Yiyu stood up, and was about to go out to talk to the villagers, but an unsheathed scimitar stretched out of nowhere and stopped him.

He turned his head in confusion, and the boy's slightly curious face appeared in his sight.

Yan Weilou asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Of course it is to make it clear to them that there is no god in this world, and let them let the child go."

"...Then I advise you not to go."

Lu Yiyu looked at Yan Weilou with some doubts.

"It's useless to go now." Yan Weilou explained, "You must have heard of Beimo Tianzong, right? If you have dealt with those lunatics in Tianzong, you should know that some people cannot be persuaded by words."

Lu Yiyu snorted coldly, and a sharp sword light flashed in his eyes: "If you can't use words, use your fists."

"Even if you convince them this time with your cultivation base, what about the next time? After we leave, next year, the year after, and many years to come, they will still do the same."

Lu Yiyu said angrily: "Then what should we do? The children are not dead after all, and these villagers are just being deceived by others. We can't kill them all, right?"

"It's very simple. Drag out the instigator—the guy who they respect as a god, and kill him like a dead dog in front of these people..." Yan Weilou rubbed the handle of the knife, his tone was flat, "Let them know, the so-called Gods are also human beings, and they are also mortal."

His expression was downplaying, and his tone was no more serious than any butcher who slaughtered pigs and sheep. In a few words, he decided the life and death of one person or even many people.

Lu Yiyu suddenly felt a tightness in his throat, he opened his mouth and let out a syllable: "Huh?"

"In short, you only need to guard this place, protect your juniors and sisters, and protect the sacrifices."

Yan Weilou turned around and glanced at him, and the next second his body disappeared suddenly.His speed was so fast that only an afterimage remained in Lu Yiyu's eyes.

"...I'll go back as soon as I go."

"...Brother Yan!"

In the darkness, looking at the afterimage that suddenly disappeared, Lu Yiyu, who finally came to his senses, was uncommonly at a loss after being astonished.

He was about to get up and chase after him, but he looked back at the room where his younger brother and younger sister lived, and then at the little girl beside him who was staring at him eagerly, but in the end he just sighed and shook his head without taking any action.

Not long after, there was a sudden exclamation from the direction of the ancestral hall, and Lu Yiyu heard the sound of messy and noisy footsteps.

Immediately afterwards, something was thrown in from outside the courtyard, and after drawing an arc in mid-air, it flew towards him steadily.

Lu Yiyu subconsciously stretched out his arms to catch him firmly, and immediately embraced him fully.

——This is a little boy dressed like a New Year's doll.

The child was thrown in with great force, and the moment he fell, the real energy controlling him suddenly disappeared, so he didn't suffer any harm.Lu Yiyu thought that he would never be able to achieve this level.

"What a subtle control of true qi!"

He subconsciously gave a thumbs up, and when he realized it, he suddenly looked outside the courtyard, his expression changed.

I saw that countless flames surrounded this small courtyard, and accompanied by fierce noise, it was obvious that the villagers who had been robbed of the sacrifices all rushed over.

The courtyard door was soon knocked on by someone.

Lu Yiyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's not me who snatched the sacrificial offering, but in the end I was blamed."

... With his advanced cultivation base, of course he will not be afraid of some ordinary people.But these villagers can't be killed or beaten, it's really troublesome!

With a wry smile, Lu Yiyu got up and walked forward, one hand was already on the hilt of the golden sword, and he muttered: "Brother Yan, did this on purpose..."

·

Not far from the ancestral hall, a river crosses and divides Xiaoye Village into two halves.

It was pitch black on both sides of the river bank.

In order to get back the sacrificial offerings as soon as possible, the villagers were all attracted to Lu Yiyu's side. A few sporadic clusters of torches were stuck on the bank sideways, shining on the sparkling river surface, and the blurred and thin reflection of the young man was reflected in the calm river surface.Firelight was also reflected in his dark pupils.

clap la la...

The sound of the river surging in the middle of the night is very clear.

Yan Weilou turned his head slightly to the west, following the direction of the rushing water, as if something was galloping towards the river, causing countless waves.

With Yan Weilou's eyesight, even in the starless and moonless darkness, he could still see the specific shape of the thing at a glance - it was a huge black-covered boat with more than ten children sitting on it , all of them shrank into a ball at this time, looking at the boundless night in fear.

This person is a boat dedicated to He Bo.And those children are children from other villages ahead.If it wasn't for Yan Weilou's obstruction, when the ship arrived at Xiaoye Village, Xiaoye Village would also put the selected children on board.

Just as the awning boat was approaching, the children who were originally terrified all of a sudden widened their eyes.

In their line of sight, a vague shadow suddenly blew across the originally dark sky, like an invisible invisible wind coming suddenly, and it flipped into the black-covered boat in an instant.

All the children screamed in fright, almost thinking they were going to hit a ghost.

The next moment, the wind stopped suddenly.

A young and handsome face appeared in their eyes under the light of the small light in the cabin, so the screaming stopped immediately, replaced by a series of strange childish words.

"Big brother, who are you?"

"Big brother, how did you fly up here? Are you also a god? Are you more powerful than Hebo? Can you take us home?"

"Then shall we worship Big Brother from now on instead of He Bo?"

As for why their attitudes changed so quickly?

——Of course such a good-looking big brother can't be a ghost, he can only be a fairy!The world of the little (look) child (face) is that simple!

Yan Weilou stretched out a finger to his lips, made a quiet gesture to the children, and then smiled lightly: "Don't worry, big brother has to catch a few ghosts hiding here first. "

As he spoke, his body folded, like a wisp of smoke suddenly stopped.When he caught up with his gaze, the young man had already lightly stood on the top of the boat, raised his hand and drew out the scimitar from his waist, and swung it lightly towards the dark and cold river below.

Whoa! ! !

The calm river surface suddenly set off tens of feet of turmoil, and the extremely sharp knife light split the river water.

The image of several people is a water fish that was blown upside down by the gunpowder, and suddenly emerged from the bottom of the water. While shaking their bodies, after dodging the light of the knife in embarrassment, several people used their lightness skills and flew away in all directions.

But before he escaped a few steps, another figure came later, took several steps in mid-air, and in an instant came behind a person, slapped him flying with his palm, and threw it straight to the shore, blood spattering .

Yan Weilou didn't stop, and immediately chased after the second person, and the third person... In just a few breaths, he captured all four of them, beat them all to serious injuries, and threw them to the bank of the river simply and roughly.

Four people lay in a row, unable to move.

With his current cultivation level of seeing the second stage of condensed reality, it is natural that he can easily catch these guys who have not yet opened the bridge between heaven and earth, and whose cultivation level is no higher than the tenth layer of shackles.

After pulling the Wupeng boat to the shore, Yan Weilou released all the children on the boat: "You stay in Xiaoye Village for now, and I will take you home when I come back."

Leaving a word, he tied those four people into a string of zongzi, then picked up the end of the rope, pulled his wrist, and the string of "zongzi" immediately flew in an arc in midair, and fell into the awning with a scream. in the boat.

Yan Weilou tapped his toes, his body rose into the air, and then landed on the bow of the boat.He froze his robe sleeves, his true energy burst out, and a gust of wind immediately surged around him.

The children on the shore stared blankly at the fairy-like big brother driving the black-covered boat and slowly disappearing into the darkness.

The river was turbulent, and the awning boat kept going eastward along the river.

In the black canopy boat, Yan Weilou interrogated the four people one by one: "Names...forget it, the names are unnecessary. Tell me your identities, origins, purposes...what does it have to do with 'Hebo'?"

He had discovered before that it was these people who dived into the water and silently drove the awning boat along the way to ensure that the children reached their destination.In the eyes of the ignorant villagers, it is likely that He Bo is exerting his strength.

Facing Yan Weilou's inquiry, several people gritted their teeth and kept silent.

There was a chuckle in the cabin, and the bright knife light suddenly flashed, and the cold light illuminated the cold and emotionless eyes of the young man.

Blood splashed out.

The body of the person on the far left was separated in the blink of an eye and fell heavily to the ground.Blood splashed on the faces of several companions, but they didn't even dare to blink their eyes.

This kind of ruthlessness to kill without hesitation made the three remaining people tremble in fright, and they all gave in without hesitation.

"Young hero, spare your life, I say, I say everything!"

They scrambled to be the first, lest they be slow and follow in the footsteps of their companions.

"We are from Lianshanwu..."

"Where is Lianshanwu?"

"It's just a cottage. At the end of the Daheng Mountain Range, on the border between Dayong and Dongli, is the territory of Lianshanwu - a well-known local gangster."

Yan Weilou frowned: "The end of the Daheng Mountain Range, isn't it far from here?"

The few people were frightened by him and trembled again, fearing that he would come again, they quickly explained: "Yes, what the young man said is true. But this is the place where the master retreats..."

"Every year at this time, the head of the family will retreat deep in the mountains, and will send a few brothers to run errands. The thing to do is also very simple-send a boatload of children there at night, and send them back in a few days..." They have nothing to do The boss said everything he knew, "The place we are going to is the place where the head retreats."

Yan Weilou glanced at several people: "What else? What do you want these children to do?"

"No, that's all we know." In his eyes, the three vicious gangsters huddled together like chicken cubs, shaking their heads desperately, "Aside from knowing the family name Xu, other things We really don't know!"

Yan Weilou reached out and touched the handle of the knife: "Is there really only so many?"

The three of them nodded desperately again: "Really! I really can't be more serious! Because this job is simple, and there is a chance to meet the head of the family in person, the brothers all regard this as a fat job, and people rush to come every year. Young Xia, it's the first time for us brothers to come here!"

Seeing that they really couldn't take out anything, Yan Weilou put away his knife and put it back into the sheath, and walked to the bow again, the three people in the cabin escaped with a long sigh of relief.

Along the way, in order to save their own lives, the three of them performed enthusiastically.

Under the full force of Yan Weilou, the speed of the awning boat was much higher than usual, and three people scrambled to guide it. Before midnight, the boat sailed through a hidden canyon, and slowly came to a deep cave. forward.

The water mist is lingering, and the entrance of the cave is deep.There are faint writings on the bluestones on both sides, but they cannot be seen clearly at night.

The three gangsters looked more excited than Yan Weilou, and pointed at the entrance of the cave in surprise: "This is it! The master is retreating here!"

Yan Weilou stood up and looked towards the entrance of the cave. When his eyes swept over the writing on the bluestones on both sides, he was suddenly slightly taken aback.

·

At the same time, in a secret room deep in the middle of the mountain, a man who looked to be in his early thirties was sitting quietly cross-legged here, and the majestic aura around him merged into a vortex and rushed towards him.

He is tall and tall, and although he is not very handsome, he has a special temperament.Wearing silk clothes, there is a sense of extravagance in the bandit air.As the head of Lianshanwu, his appearance is really top-notch among the gangsters.

Not long after, the man suddenly opened his eyes.

"What's going on?" Xu Hui frowned, his face was a bit puzzled, "I can't calm down in my practice today, and I always feel like something is going to happen..."

Cultivators are different from ordinary people. The higher the level of cultivation, the more effective the so-called whim, hunch, intuition and the like.It is said that in ancient times, the ancient sages could even reach the realm of "the way of sincerity can be known in advance".

Therefore, at this time Xu Hui couldn't help being upset for a while, and his face became serious.

He thought carefully about possible problems.There were no major events at Lianshanwu during this period, so it was here that there might be problems.

Thinking of the men who were sent out to pick up the ship, Xu Hui inevitably became suspicious: "Could it be that those idiots had something wrong halfway?"

... This is a major matter related to his practice.

Thinking of this, he stood up and moved a mechanism on the wall.The stone chamber door slowly moved aside.

But when the door was halfway open, Xu Hui was startled suddenly, and then his body quickly flashed to the side—"Boom!"

Just after he dodged, a majestic saber energy suddenly slashed across, smashing the stone door weighing more than a hundred catties into countless pieces.

Hundreds of small sword lights suddenly extended from the majestic sword aura, and spread to the surroundings in a blink of an eye, like a tornado composed of sword lights swept past, causing the entire stone room to collapse into ruins.

Xu Hui flew out from the ruins, and the first thing he saw was a young man in black with a smile on his lips while stroking a knife.The other party's cold eyes were falling on him.

This is a hollowed-out mountain peak, and the two stand in the wide mountainside space, looking at each other.

"But Mr. Xu is in person? Yan has taken the liberty to come here, it's rude."

Yan Weilou groaned with a smile, flipped the blade carelessly with his wrist, with a carefree expression.That gentle and polite posture seemed to be the person who drew his sword at the moment they met each other just now, but it was not him.

Xu Hui frowned deeply, looked at this uninvited guest, glanced at the surrounding ruins, and his face showed a slight anger: "Who is your Excellency? It is really a big gift for Xu! Since you know it is presumptuous, you shouldn't refuse to invite him." come."

"I can't help it. I'm good at everything, but I'm too curious." The young man seemed to be a little distressed, "Once you have a question, you have to figure it out right away—I wonder if Master Xu can answer it for me?"

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly rose up, as if he didn't use any external force, he flew into the air lightly, without the slightest breath of fireworks.

And a majestic palm wind brushed past Yan Weilou's shoulder with a slight difference, he dodged it lightly, and landed on the rock wall behind him, leaving a deep palm print.Large chunks of rocks fell down, the peaks were trembling, and dust was everywhere.

Yan Weilou's hand was already on the handle of the knife: "It seems that Master Xu is more willing to listen to me to 'convince people with reason'."

With a wave of his hand, the light of the saber poured out wantonly like a vast ocean.It is also like a literati splashing ink, pouring down.Endless, vast and infinite.

Xu Hui didn't look at him at all, and raised his palm to meet him.

Some faint blue and black colors appeared between his palms, wrapping his palms like silk threads.This is a pair of rare spiritual weapons.

For a moment, the earth trembled in the belly of the mountain.

In terms of cultivation level, Xu Hui has reached the pinnacle of insight, a little higher than Yan Weilou, but Yan Weilou's rich combat experience is far from comparable to that of the opponent, and he can often exert the greatest power with the smallest strength.

After the two fought back and forth with dozens of moves, Yan Weilou gradually gained the upper hand by relying on his strong combat experience.

As for Xu Hui, the more he fought, the more frightened he became. He felt that he would not be able to gain any advantage if he continued, and that there was still a possibility of defeat, so he inevitably had the intention of retreating.

But at this moment, Yan Weilou suddenly said: "Master Xu—oh, no, maybe you should be called His Royal Highness Prince Dayou. Your real surname should be Xu, not Xu. I should remember correctly, right?"

"How do you know—"

Xu Hui's heart was shocked, he was so surprised that he blurted out a word, and realized it was not good the next moment.But his movements also slowed down a little at that moment.

call out!

A meteor-like knife light suddenly came, and when he lost his mind, it bloomed suddenly at this moment.It was as if an illusory full moon rose up, and the misty and beautiful light shone on his heart.

——But there is a deadly murderous intent in this beauty.

With a flash of saber light, in mid-air, the two shadows that were fighting fiercely separated suddenly. Xu Hui let out a muffled snort, and flew back quickly.

Yan Weilou's figure followed closely behind, like a chasing phantom, suddenly came to Xu Hui.Yan Weilou stretched out his other hand from his sleeve.

Several afterimages flashed by, and the two used their palms to count again.The strong wind of the palm swept the mountain wall, and the sky filled with gravel rolled down all around.

boom!

Two figures fell heavily from mid-air, Xu Hui who was below fell to the ground with a bang, Yan Weilou followed closely behind and floated lightly, his left hand bound the other's arms, his right hand went down, the cold blade brushed against Xu Hui's body. Hui's neck stuck straight to the ground.

Zheng——

The blade kept bouncing, drawing bloodlines on Xu Hui's neck.

Yan Weilou looked down at the people on the ground.

"—Can we talk now?"