Green Lantern

He ran out, probably hiding in some tree to eat.

Shen Hao watched the whole scene, and couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching, is it really good to bully Kong Qiu to the point of blowing his hair like this...

"Huang Yan, why is Master Wuchang here today?" Shen Hao asked Huang Yan who was sitting next to him in a low voice.If he remembered correctly, the last time Yuzi asked to stay, she failed to keep the two impermanent, so they just ran away with an excuse.

Huang Yan didn't even look at him, but quickly picked some minced fish and mixed it with soup and put it in his own bowl, then licked his chopsticks in satisfaction, "If you want anything, ask the inn. Thanks to his fuss, the sweet and sour fish made from grapefruit is a must, but Kongqiu won’t even share the soup with us on weekdays.”

Shen Hao nodded in understanding, there might be some evil spirits or wandering spirits that need the inn's help, as for Huang Yan's last words, he just pretended he didn't hear them for the time being.

But when Shen Hao thought about it again, it seemed that something was wrong. During this period of time, he had dealt with the underworld a lot. Obviously, every time the two of them finished talking about the case, they left without staying for a moment.

Although he didn't quite figure it out, Shen Hao wasn't such a curious person, so he didn't pay much attention. After dinner, he followed Mo You back to the study. Today's practice task has not been completed yet.

Seeing that everyone put down their bowls and chopsticks and left one by one, only Xie Bi'an, Fan Wujiu and Xuan Ming were left in the end, Yuzi was also dragged away by Huang Yan.

"Today, there are some matters that need to be discussed with the adults. There is no help. Let's go to the courtyard and wait for a while." Xie Bi'an looked at Xuan Ming, who was sitting in the first place, "I wonder if my lord can give me a few jugs of good wine, so I don't want to lose this Rare scenery."

Although he was somewhat dissatisfied with Xie Bi'an's avoidance of his behavior, Fan Wujiu couldn't say more, maybe the two of them were discussing the secrets of the Underworld, something he couldn't know.

Fan Wujiu's complexion remained unchanged, and he followed the doll to the yard, seeing several pots of Nurhong prepared on the table, all the dissatisfaction just now disappeared in an instant.

Here, Xie Bi'an followed Xuan Ming around the screen, returned to the main hall, and sat down on the chair beside the soft couch.

Xuan Ming lazily lay back on the soft couch by the window, glanced at Fan Wujiu who followed the doll into the yard, "Won't he be suspicious?"

"I can't care. Today, time is running out, and you also know that there is no way to save him. He has always refused to leave me." Xie Bi'an said helplessly, picked up the tea cup on the small table, and frowned and took a sip.

"It's time again? That's right, this time has been longer than before." Xuan Ming glanced at the teacup in Xie Bi'an's hand, raised his eyelids, and shrank back into the blanket.

"Exactly, so these few days must go to Wangchuan to get the tears of Manzhu." Xie Bi'an looked up at Xuan Ming, hesitating to speak, "The time of reincarnation will be three days later, once you enter the reincarnation pool, goodbye will be a few days away Years."

"You want me to stop him when you are going to take the tears of Manzhu?" Xuan Ming sneered, and said in a cold voice, "You know how attached he is to you, how could I stop him. Besides, the tears of Manzhu In the end, it’s not used on him, so why hide it from him?”

"Just a day, no, just a few hours." Xie Bi'an lowered his head.

"Even if I stop him for you, you can make him remember the past successfully, but he will soon enter reincarnation, and he will definitely drink Mengpo soup on the Naihe bridge, forgetting all this again, why do you do this What?" Xuan Ming hugged the hand warmer in his arms, said lazily, his eyes drooped, as if he would fall asleep in the next moment.

"I'm just trying to see him, that's enough." Xie Bi'an's voice softened, as if it would disturb something if it was any louder.

"You can be sure that he wants to remember? These memories may only be painful for him, and you will have to experience parting with him again. This process is painful for him and painful for you, why bother?" Xuan Ming closed his eyes. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back on the soft couch.

"Heaven will punish him to fall into reincarnation. If you are like this, you may fall into the devil again and ruin your goodwill." Xie Bi'an smiled and took another sip of tea.

"This is already the sixth world."

"Well, it's only the sixth life." Xie Bi'an showed a look of exhaustion between his brows and eyes, thinking about reincarnation in this life also made him very painful.

"Since you are so persistent, the inn will take over this case, and the reward will be the same as the previous few times. But only the most touching story in the world can make Manzhu cry. I need to think about it. Tomorrow someone will accompany you to the River of Forgetfulness You can stay in the guest room tonight." Xuanming motioned for Yuzi who appeared at some unknown time to close the window, shrank into the blanket, and gradually calmed down her breathing.

"Let me take my leave first." Xie Bi'an drank the tea in his cup, got up and left, it was still early, maybe he could have a few cups with Fan Wujiu, and turned his head to look at Xuan Ming who was bathed in the moonlight, "My lord, You are actually kind."

After Yuzi closed the door, Xuan Ming opened his eyes again, looking at the darkness in front of him, "I don't want to be a good person, I just want to be a profiteer."

Grapefruit lights up the candlesticks in the room, and the warm light instantly fills the entire space, driving the darkness into the corner.Hearing Xuan Ming's words, he smiled and said, "Even if the young master is a profiteer, he is still the best profiteer in the world."

"This doesn't sound like a compliment, Yuzu." Xuan Ming glanced at Yuzu, smiled and shook his head.

"So the young master is not suitable to be a profiteer at all." Youzi poured a cup of hot water and put it on the small table, so that Xuan Ming could easily get it.

"It turns out that in Yuzu's eyes, I've always been trading at a loss." Xuan Ming smiled and reached out and tapped Yuzu's forehead.

"Isn't it? Otherwise, why would you not be able to pay your wages?" Youzi stuck out her tongue, but she didn't avoid Xuan Ming's hand, letting the other person land on her head, messing up her bun.

"I'm worried that they will spend money indiscriminately, and the inn includes food and lodging, so they have nothing else to spend." Xuan Ming continued to break Yuzu's neat bun, letting the fine strands of hair explode.

"Well, I will convey the son's meaning to them." Yuzu said solemnly.

"No, I'm really afraid that they will rebel." Xuan Ming waved his hands hastily.

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☆、Tears of Manzhu-Entrustment of Underworld

Early the next morning, Youzi knocked on Shen Hao's door.

Shen Hao stretched out his hands and pulled his messy long hair, but it just made them more and more messy.After returning from the Shushan faction, Mo You actually refused to let him cut off his hair on the grounds that it might be necessary for future missions. After that, his hairstyle has not been very optimistic.

Shen Hao slowly turned his head to glance at the sky that was not fully lit, then slowly turned around and looked at Yuzu in front of him with a confused face, "Yuzi, is there something wrong? This time?"

Youzi tilted her head with a smile, and kindly stood on tiptoe and reached out to help him straighten his hair, "Well, my son has a task for you, come with me."

Shen Hao raised his hand and rubbed his face vigorously, he regained consciousness a little, put on his coat and followed Yuzi to meet the unscrupulous profiteer who squeezed the labor force.

As soon as he opened the door and entered, he heard Xuan Ming's malicious voice. "Old Xie, the money you gave me to pay for the food expenses of the two of you is indeed just right, but Wuhuo drank five jars of my best daughter's wine tonight, and the price is not cheap."

"Professor, you are endless! You even earn money from your friends. If you go to my mansion in the underworld, let alone five altars, I can afford ten or twenty altars!" Fan Wujiu patted the table and said.

"It's hopeless." Xie Bi'an wanted to pull him aside and sit down, but the effect didn't seem to be very obvious.

"Even Feng Huang came to my place to drink tea and he had to bring his own tea, and he had to pay for the refreshments, not to mention you are a mere ghost?" Xuan Ming raised his eyebrows, and he glanced at the two of them with a pair of peach blossom eyes, "It can't be You can't even afford this little money, can you?"

"You!" Fan Wujiu was so excited by Xuan Ming, he was not far away from flipping the table.

"It's hopeless, I will pay the money on your behalf." Xie Bi'an casually placed another brocade bag on the small table beside Xuan Ming.

"It turns out that I really can't afford it, tsk tsk tsk, what a pity, I can't even afford to drink five jars of wine, and even pretended to invite me to drink ten or twenty jars of wine." Xuan Ming's dictionary obviously does not have "see good Receive" four words.

"You!!!" Fan Wujiu said as he was about to lift the table, but fortunately Xie Bi'an pushed him down on the chair in time.Looking at the tea set on the table, one can imagine how much money would be lost if it was overturned.

"What's the matter with me? This brother is still clear about it, let alone you and I are not related." Xuan Ming smiled and narrowed his peach blossom eyes. People who want to bully the inn also have to see whether the owner is the same as him. agree.

Shen Hao retracted the foot that was about to go in, and helplessly supported his forehead. Not long ago, Fan Wujiu tossed Kong Qiu to the point of blowing his hair, and now Xuan Ming was very angry.

"Xiao Hao, come in, it's getting late, and you guys just set off early, I have to sleep a little longer." Xuan Ming glanced at Shen Hao who was hiding in the shadow outside the door, smiled and waved.

Hearing his name, Shen Hao walked into the main hall with heavy steps helplessly under Yuzu's sympathetic gaze, and asked under Fan Wujiu's furious gaze, "Boss, what is the mission this time, why didn't you wait?" Let's talk about it at dawn?"

"Because the guest this time is Xie Bi'an, the Ghost Festival is coming to an end, and the two of them will be returning to the underworld soon, so you happened to drop by along the way." Xuan Ming said with a smile.

"Uh, this case needs to be solved in the underworld?" Shen Hao couldn't help but widen his eyes.I don't understand, what else in the underworld can't be solved by impermanence, besides, aren't there judges, Hades and Hades?If even Pluto can't solve it, what's the use of going by yourself?

"It's just a private matter, so I don't want to bother the superiors." Xie Bi'an seemed to see Shen Hao's doubts, and explained, while pressing Fan Wujiu harder on the chair.

"Yuzi, where's Xiaoyan? Didn't she say that she went with Xiaohao this time? Who's there?" Xuan Ming looked at Yuzi who came out from behind, and reached out to tap the armrest of the chair.

"She saw me bring wine to Mr. Hei Wuchang last night, and asked for a few jugs because she said she was greedy, and now she is so drunk that she is unconscious." Yuzu replied respectfully with her head down.

"Personally unconscious? She is Phoenix, how much wine did she have to drink?" Xuan Min was stunned all of a sudden, and even stopped knocking on the handrail.

"Probably dozens of altars, not many. I went to see it just now, and there are still some in stock." Yuzu said pretending to be innocent.

"That's Daughter Hong who has been around for nearly a hundred years! Deduction of wages! Deduction of wages must be done!" Xuan Ming patted the armrest and said firmly.

"There seem to be a few altars that are more than 100 years old." Youzi tilted her head and thought for a while and said, "And Huang Yan's salary has been deducted by you for 100 years."

Xuan Ming felt distressed when he heard the words, his hands trembled, and he almost knocked over the teacup in his hand, he helped his forehead helplessly, "Old Xie, you heard that too, Xiao Yan is still drunk and unconscious, and I still have some debts to settle." Xiao Yan does the math, they can't go to the underworld with you for the time being. I promise, within today, they will go find you by themselves."

"Uh, it's okay, we two will leave first." After listening to the conversation between the two, Xie Bi'an almost couldn't control the expression on his face.

When the two went out, they could still hear Fan Wujiu's loud voice, "Don't pull me, Xuan Ming, you profiteer, I want to fight you!"

Xuan Ming pretended not to hear, resting his chin on one hand, lazily picked up the teacup and wanted to take a sip, but suddenly realized that he was going to sleep later, so he put it down again embarrassingly.

Xuan Ming raised his head and glanced at Shen Hao who was standing on the side, "Xiao Hao, it's still early, you should go back and sleep for a while, I'll ask Xiao Yan to call you later."

The corner of Shen Hao's mouth twitched, and he left the main hall after saying goodbye.After taking it to the door, he couldn't help but yawned. What the hell was Xuan Ming calling him here for? Apart from saying that he and Huang Yan were responsible for this case, he didn't say anything about the case at all.

As soon as he turned around the corner, he saw Huang Yan coming towards him, Shen Hao rubbed his eyes in surprise, almost thinking that he was so sleepy that he was hallucinating.If he hadn't really fallen asleep just now, Yuzi and Xuan Ming had repeatedly emphasized that Huang Yan was so drunk that he was unconscious.

"Shen Hao, why are you wandering around when you're not sleeping?" Huang Yan took the initiative to stop Shen Hao, and asked strangely.

"The boss asked me to explain the case to me just now." Shen Hao replied, and when he walked in, he found that Huang Yan had no smell of alcohol at all, "Aren't you so drunk that you're unconscious? Why..."

"Insomnia? I didn't drink at all." Huang Yan frowned, and then understood, "The boss must have his intentions when he said that. Go and rest. I'll come find you when we leave."

Shen Hao was really sleepy, so he didn't ask any more questions, just waved his hand and went back to his bedroom.

When Shen Hao woke up again, it was already high in the sun, he was woken up by the sunlight outside the window, the sunlight coming in from the open window was a bit glaring.

Covering his eyes with his palms, he lay down for a while before rubbing his eyes and sitting up hugging the quilt.Raising his hands and stretching his waist, his eyes were already clear.

"You're awake, then let's go." Huang Yan's voice suddenly sounded from the side.

Shen Hao's half-stretched waist was stuck in the air, and he almost twisted his waist. He turned his head stiffly, and he saw Huang Yan sitting at the table drinking water slowly, and looking at himself with a smile at the moment.

"Not bad, I thought you were the type who doesn't have any flesh, but I didn't expect you to look skinny when you take off your clothes." Huang Yan looked away contentedly, and continued to drink water.

"Cough, cough, Huang Yan, why did you come in?!" Shen Hao felt his eyebrows start to dance, and asked through gritted teeth, should he be glad that he was too sleepy when he came back, so he didn't take off his clothes at all.

"Seeing that your window was open and you didn't wake up, I came in and waited. Don't wait outside and the boss will see that I have nothing to do." Huang Yan shrugged and said nonchalantly.

"Men and women don't know each other." Shen Hao thought for a while before choking out such a sentence, after thinking about it, he felt that it was wrong, so he hurriedly changed his words, "Lonely men and widows live in the same room, it is against etiquette."

Huang Yan gave Shen Hao a strange look, "This is what you humans say, I'm not human."

"Uh... Anyway, it's not good." Shen Hao was suddenly speechless, and finally said so dryly.

"Okay, okay, next time I'll wait in the study. Get up, we're leaving. If it's that case again, the time is tight, we need to go there quickly." Huang Yan's white fingers shuttled across the red Between the hair, playing around.

Seeing that Huang Yan didn't intend to stand up at all, Shen Hao coughed a few times in embarrassment, "Can you wait for me outside, it will be fine in a while."

"You humans are really troublesome." Huang Yan glanced at Shen Hao who was hugging the quilt, drank the water in the cup, stood up and went out the window.

Shen Hao glanced at the door not far away, rubbed his temples with a headache, he finally understood why Huang Yan mentioned that he "the window is open" just now.Reluctantly, he lifted the quilt out of bed, took off his sleep-wrinkled coat, and opened the closet to search for clothes.

"Hey, I didn't look carefully just now, but it's quite interesting to look at it now." Huang Yan's voice sounded "just right" from behind.

Shen Hao turned his head stiffly, and sure enough, he saw Huang Yan lying on the window frame watching with relish, and nodded with satisfaction from time to time.

"Huang Yan, this is really not good..." Shen Hao helped his forehead helplessly, and quickly put on his clothes.

"Is there anything wrong? Now that you're done dressing, let's go." Huang Yan straightened her long hair, "I'll take you to Wangchuan to see some good things."

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☆、Tears of Manzhu-Journey to the River of Forgetfulness

Shen Hao followed Huang Yan out of the gate, habitually walked a few steps forward along the usual way out.

"Xiao Hao, are you still asleep?" Huang Yan stood on the spot with arms folded and watched Shen Hao's movements, raised his eyebrows, and said amusedly.

"Ah?" Shen Hao realized that the place he was going this time was the underworld, turned around and smiled awkwardly.

"Follow my sister, the road to the underworld is much more lively than here. Don't be seduced by the ghost, Brother Mo will kill me." Huang Yan stretched out his hand to draw a rune in the air, a beam of ghost fire It shot out from her fingertips, directly burning a hole in the void.

"The underworld has its own barrier, mainly for the fear that strangers will stray into it, and the yang energy will collide with the soul." Huang Yan took the lead to sneak in as he spoke.

Looking at the Netherfire that had not been completely extinguished at the entrance of the cave, Shen Hao swallowed, tore a piece of "Guishui Talisman" to protect himself, and followed inside.

"Waiting for a long time, don't hesitate, please come with me."

Closing his eyes and opening them, Shen Hao just got used to the somewhat dark environment in the underworld when he heard Xie Bi'an's voice not far away.

The man was dressed in dazzling white clothes and stood in the dim light. The background was the shadow of trees in the distance. The black silhouette was like a giant beast baring its teeth and claws in the black ink.

"Where's the little black man?" Huang Yan looked behind him, but sure enough, he didn't see the figure who was always inseparable from him.

"A pot of century-old flower carvings is enough." The color of the clothes was too conspicuous, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

Huang Yan played with the curly hair hanging by her ears, she didn't say much, she just raised the corners of her lips, and walked past Xie Bi'an, walking along the Huajian path. "Old Xie, the boss didn't prepare the spirit beads this time, and I don't have any stories. Are you ready?"

"Young Master has already contacted this matter, why..."

"Hmph, the boss can help you six times, but he can't help you sixty or six hundred times. The so-called life after life is more than sixty or six hundred times. How long do you want to escape?" Huang Yan suddenly turned around and poked Xie Bi'an gritted his teeth in his chest and roared, quite a bit of hating that iron can't be made into steel.

"I..." Xie Bi'an turned to the beginning somewhat unreasonably.

"Hmph, idiot."

Shen Hao fell behind the two of them, listening to the few words from the front, You couldn't understand exactly what to do with this commission.

The light along the way gradually brightened. Although it was not as good as Yangjie, it was indeed possible to see the surrounding scenery clearly.

The flowers that I thought were black gradually showed their original color under the light, and the blood-red color stretched out in the night, struggling towards the sky, but couldn't break free from the bondage of the ground under my feet.

"This is Manzhu Shahua, the only blooming flower on Huangquan Road, beside the Wangchuan River. The Manzhu we are going to find is the flower demon who is in charge here." Huang Yan took a few steps back at some point, and walked behind Shen Hao. One step in front of him, he tilted his head and explained.

Shen Hao nodded thoughtfully. This kind of flower is always indispensable in urban legends. I have seen it in the southern Xinjiang area before, but the Bianhua flower under the sun is always far from the ghost world.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew from nowhere and caressed the sea of ​​flowers under their feet. The petals danced and rubbed in the wind, making a rustling sound, which merged into one sentence, which rang in everyone's ears, "Are you here again? This time with What kind of story is coming?"

"Manzhu, don't pretend to be a ghost, come out!" Huang Yan rolled her eyes and shouted directly.She took out a small wine jug from her arms, and a strong aroma of wine permeated with her movements.

"Hmm~ good wine!" A gust of wind with the fragrance of flowers suddenly passed by her side.

When Shen Hao came back to his senses, he saw a little girl in red clothes hugging Huang Yan's thigh, with a pair of big dark red eyes eagerly looking at the wine pot that Huang Yan raised high.

"You know why I came here this time, remember to turn on the water later." Huang Yan looked down at the little girl who was eager to climb up along her body, tapped her forehead with her index finger, and pushed her away a little.

"Yeah! Give it to me! It smells so good, this time it must be 50 years, no, 70 years!" The little girl nodded indiscriminately, her eyes fixed on the flagon in Huang Yan's hand.

Huang Yan handed the jug to the little girl.The other party snatched the jug and hugged it tightly, rubbed his face against the side of the jug, put it under the nose carefully and sniffed it, looking like he was so greedy and reluctant to drink.

Huang Yan couldn't help but raised the corners of her lips slightly, "This is Manzhu, she likes to drink."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm very picky, I don't like bad wine! Besides, what I like most is listening to stories!" The little girl gave a few people a look of charity.

Huang Yan turned to look at Xie Bi'an who hadn't spoken at the beginning, "Have you thought about it? My story has already been given to you. Xiao Hao is just a human being who has lived for more than twenty years, so don't expect him to have The story that can move Manzhu."

"Why do you need to think too much, I am determined to get the tears of Manzhu." Xie Bi'an's throat moved slightly, his eyes drooped.

"Oh, then I don't know what kind of story Master Bai Wuchang has prepared for me?" Manzhu hugged the flagon and approached Xie Bi'an, looked up at his face, and asked with a smile, "I'm not Manduo, that brat, cries at every turn."

"I haven't thought about it yet." Xie Bi'an raised his sleeves, covered his mouth and nose, and coughed a few times.

"Since there is no story, I'll go back to sleep, and come to me when you're done thinking about it." Manzhu squinted her eyes and yawned, then turned around and prepared to walk deep into the sea of ​​flowers with the wine pot in her arms.

"Wait a minute, time is running out, I hope it will be convenient."

"But you didn't prepare a story at all, I'm waiting here, you can't tell it. Actually, I'm really curious about your story, maybe I can reluctantly shed a tear." Man Zhu put one hand on her hip, helplessly Looking at Xie Bi'an cautiously, he shrugged.

"Que Xie has already passed the River of Forgetfulness." Xie Bi'an pursed his already pale lips.

"Huang Yan, what are we here for this time? Tell a story?" Shen Hao was finally tormented by curiosity, he tugged at Huang Yan's arm, and asked for advice in a low voice.

"Have you ever heard of Meng Po Tang? It is a soup that can wash away memories. Everyone who walks through the Naihe Bridge should drink it." Huang Yan said in a low voice with a little emotion.

"En." Shen Hao nodded because he didn't understand, but what does this have to do with this mission?

"However, these memories will not really disappear. They turned into blossoming manjusawa and were planted by the river of Wangchuan. Therefore, the tears of manjus can awaken the soul's past memories, which is just the opposite of Meng Po Tang." Huang Yan After finishing speaking in one breath, I continued to pay attention to the conversation between Xie Bi'an and Man Zhu.

"So Bai Wuchang means that Man Zhu has already read his story?" After hearing Huang Yan's explanation, Shen Hao finally understood what Xie Bi'an meant.

"No, no, everyone's memory is different, and there will be different versions of the same story." Manzhu interrupted, obviously hearing the conversation between the two.

"That's not why people cry." Xie Bi'an said helplessly.

"If you don't say it, how can you be sure that Man Zhu won't be moved?" Huang Yan said lazily while playing with her long hair.

"Master Bai Wuchang belongs to the river clam. Telling a story is always hesitant, not straightforward at all! Anyway, if there is no touching story, I will never shed tears. I am not the one who can't wait." Manzhu said with a small mouth Sipping the wine in his arms.

"If you are like this, just listen to it..."

"Wait a minute! Master Bai Wuchang, please speak in vernacular, otherwise it doesn't count if you don't understand!" Just when Xie Bi'an was about to speak, Manzhu interrupted suddenly, and made a request that he was not asking for.

"Uh..." Xie Bi'an hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.

"I...uh, Que Xie and I can be regarded as the descendants of the generals, but Que Xie is Fan Wujiu. He was my younger brother 500 years ago, and he was also the first son of the Xie family." Xie Bi'an opened his mouth slowly, surrounded by wind The rustling sound left by the sea of ​​flowers.

"Xie's family motto: Unfaithful people can be killed! Unfilial people can be killed! Unkind people can be killed! Unrighteous people can be killed! Disrespectful, wise and untrustworthy people can be killed!" Xie Bi'an laughed at himself, Who would have thought that he would become a person worthy of killing in the end.

"The disciples of the Xie family have learned the Seven Killing Sword Jue since they were young. The swords of the disciples of the Xie family have always only killed those who should be killed."

"But only Quexie is different. When he was 12 years old, he suddenly gave up learning swords and chose a Ba Dao as a weapon. I also asked him why, but he always changed the topic. My At that time, I just faintly felt that the knife was not quite right."

"Later, this feeling became more and more serious, and even the aura of evil spirits changed a little bit. I'm not sure if this is my illusion. I can only remind him time and time again that the knife in my hand can only kill people who can be killed. Smile and promise me."

"I thought he wouldn't lie to me, so the first time I saw his hands stained with blood, I couldn't believe it." Xie Bi'an lowered his eyes, and a flash of pain flashed across his face.

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☆、Tears of Manzhu-The Beginning of War

"An unfaithful person can be killed every day!" With a light tap of the wrist, a sword flower was formed, and the horizontal sword was in front of him.

"An unfilial person can be killed!" The sword finger of the left hand caressed the spine of the sword, drew the sword back and thrust out quickly.

"An unkind person can be killed!" With a movement of his body, he half turned around with the strength of his waist, twisted his wrist, and drew his sword back, but the momentum of the sword did not restrain.

"An unrighteous person can be killed!" With a wrong hand, the long sword drew a semicircular arc on his chest, but his chest opened wide for a moment.

"Immortal, unwise, and unbelievable, kill, kill, kill!" Withdrawing the sword and returning, standing in front of the chest, the sword finger of the left hand pressed the sword body, and the vibration of the sword body came along the fingertips...

"Papa, papa." When Xie Bi'an retracted his sword, he heard applause coming from behind him, and his heart trembled, he didn't feel anyone coming at all.

"Good swordsmanship! Is this the Xie family's Seven Killing Sword Art?" The visitor clapped his hands and walked around in front of Xie Bi'an, asking with a smile.

Xie Bi'an put the sword back into its sheath, knelt down on one knee, nodded and lowered his eyes, "This subordinate has seen the Demon Lord! The poor swordsmanship made the Demon Lord laugh."

With a flick of red clothes, the visitor slightly raised his hand, "Get up."

"Thank you, Demon Lord." Xie Bi'an stood up, but still bowed his head, with his right hand on the hilt of his sword, and his back was tense.

"There is no need to be so nervous, Qing is the right arm of this seat, how can this seat destroy the city wall by itself." The corner of the devil's mouth smiled, "With Qing by his side, the destruction of the God Realm is just around the corner."

"My subordinates wish the Demon Monarch every success." Xie Bi'an bowed his hands, with an inexplicable flash in his eyes.

"It's a pity that the group of protoss huddled in the God Realm. When I disturb the Six Realms, I don't believe that they can still sit still!" The demon king held his right hand empty, clenched it instantly, and the corners of his lips rose.

Disrupt the Six Realms?Xie Bi'an was shocked and had some bad premonitions.

"The army of the human world is trying to block my steps, so I will treat them well tomorrow." Layers of red clothes were spread under the demon king's feet, but they were spotless.

"Observe the order." Xie Bi'an closed his eyes tightly, Xie's family is the general, tomorrow...whether they can't escape the confrontation of swords and swords?

"Do well. I have already fulfilled what I promised you. Don't forget our agreement, and don't forget your current identity." The Demon Lord took a few steps closer and reminded him with an evil smile. Without waiting for Xie Bi'an's answer, he directly He flicked his sleeves and turned away.

Looking at the back of the red-clothed man going away, Xie Bi'an stood where he was, his hand holding the hilt of the sword became tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to crush everything in his hand.

Suddenly the long sword was unsheathed, and it danced quickly, vigorously!

"An unfaithful person can be killed! An unfilial person can be killed! An unkind person can be killed! An unrighteous person can be killed! Disrespectful, wise and untrustworthy people can be killed!"

the next day.The soaring demon energy blinded the sun and the moon, and the battlefield was covered with a layer of gray mist. The air seemed to be frozen. Tens of thousands of soldiers stood on both sides of the battlefield holding long spears, but there was no sound.

"General, it's ready." The orderly trotted to Xie Bi'an's side and said in a low voice.

Xie Bi'an nodded, took a long breath, and attached the mask hanging from his waist to his face.The ink-colored mask covered his face and also covered the complex emotions in his eyes.

Xie Bi'an lifted the long sword on the table, got up and walked out of the tent, stood on the hillside and looked at the banners in the distance.The word "Thank you" rolling on the red flag is so dazzling.

Xie Bi'an pursed his lips, "Drumming——" Father, the child is not filial...

"kill--"

The blood stained the loess under his feet little by little, the smell of blood began to permeate the air, and the sound of golden leather rang in his ears.

Xie Bi'an looked at the battle situation in front of him, holding the long sword in his hand, but his thoughts began to drift away...

He raised his hand to caress the mask on his face, and traced the rough lines with his fingertips. Three years ago, he used the excuse of going out to practice and left Xie's house to fight with the devil.Today, I don't know who the Xie family is leading the troops in formation, and I don't know whether my father will recognize the face under the mask.

If you send troops today, you are destined to be charged with disloyalty, if... then you don't believe it.Hehe, when the agreement was made that day, how could one have expected today's dilemma.

Get on the horse, draw the sword, "Follow me...to fight!" Ride the horse into the battle, swing the sword, watch the blood bloom on the sword, and watch those familiar or unfamiliar faces fall in front of your eyes , I suddenly feel a little numb in my heart, maybe this is just a big dream...

Xie Bi'an numbly repeated the movement of swiping the stab, "The long sword in your hand only kills those who can be killed." "What about those who can be killed on the battlefield, and which ones are not?" "Each is the master, as far as you are concerned. If it is unrighteous, it can be killed every day!" The conversation with my father when I was young is vividly remembered in my ears.

The long sword swung in his hand was stopped suddenly, because of the reaction force, it was enough for Xie Bi'an to recover.

"Seven Kills Sword Art? Where did you learn it!" In front of him was a familiar face. Compared with three years ago, there was a lot more gray hair on the sideburns.

Xie Bi'an felt a pain in his heart, and couldn't help but want to reach out his hand to make sure whether the mask on his face was still there, but he stopped the movement of his hand, and just tightly held the long sword in his hand.

Fearing that the other party would recognize his voice, Xie Bi'an deliberately lowered his voice, "What Seven Kills Sword Art? I've never heard of it."

"Bian? Are you Bi'an?" Even though he lowered his voice on purpose, the other party immediately recognized Xie Bi'an's identity, "Wait, you... are the general of the magic army?"

"I'm indeed a demon general, but it's not Bi'an as you said. I'm a demon, and it's my first time in the human world." Xie Bi'an pursed his lips, but the mask covered all of this, and the people opposite couldn't see.

"It seems that the old man has identified the wrong person." The man on the opposite side drew his sword out of its sheath and pointed at Xie Bi'an, "If you want to infect my land in the human world, you must first step on the corpse of my Xie Jiajun!"

Xie Bi'an concealed the pain in his heart, and also clenched the sword in his hand, "Come to fight!" With his father's character, this battle is destined to never end...

"An unfaithful person can be killed every day!" The other party preemptively struck the enemy with a long sword, but it was like rushing thunder, giving people the illusion that a flood of beasts was coming.

Xie Bi'an turned sideways to avoid the sharp edge, and the long sword turned into a flat boat, which moved with the water in the waves of the flood.

"An unfilial person can be killed every day!" The opponent's sword changed, and without warning, it slid to one side, but aimed at Xie Bi'an's right shoulder. If Xie Bi'an dodged, he might not escape the fate of being stabbed by the sword.

Xie Bi'an also noticed the change in the sword's posture. The long sword touched the opponent's sword once, deflected it by an inch, but left a scar on his right arm.Dark red blood flowed out from it, staining his black armor.

"You can't dodge such an easy move. It seems that you haven't practiced martial arts well in the past three years." The moment he passed by, the other party's voice rang in his ears.

Xie Bi'an smiled wryly in his heart, it seemed that his father had confirmed his identity, but that person on the battlefield would never soften his heart.

"An unkind person can be killed every day!" The opponent returned the sword and stabbed again, the sword was quickly pointed out, turning into little sword marks, but it was hard to tell which one was the real one for a moment.

Xie Bi'an recognized that this was a move in the Seven Killing Sword Art, and he only used it to transform seven swords at the same time. He did not expect that there would be such a scene of thousands of swords returning to the clan in his father's hands.

Xie Bian tightened his mind, seeing that the sword shadow had already arrived in front of him, but he couldn't tell the truth from reality at all.Gritting his teeth, he rolled over from the horse and rolled on the spot, but it happened to be