The bright moon sits on the ground

Fang Qisheng frowned all the way back to the hut with Nie Qiu. The living dead had disappeared for a long time, and there was only a puddle of dark corpse oil left on the ground, which showed a colder atmosphere under the sun.

They entered the door, checked the doors and windows several times, and then sat cross-legged at the table.

As soon as he returned to the hut, the anger on Fang Qisheng's face disappeared without a trace, and he returned to his indifferent look.

His previous appearance was naturally pretended, just for the old man's whispered words.

The wall has ears.

The old man only said one word at the end, so it was even more difficult to tell what he was saying: cloth, catch, no, book... No matter which word it was, it seemed possible, so Nie Qiu had to repeat it softly to Fang Qisheng again.

The two sat together for a while, and they both knew that the situation at this time seemed to be more difficult than they imagined.

They didn't want to act rashly until they couldn't figure out how many hole cards the opponent had. After all, the village chief reminded them that "walls have ears". The other disciples, no matter who they were, showed one thing: they must have been discovered by now.

Now that Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng had chosen to go out, they naturally thought of this situation.

The creek couldn't do anything directly. The key thing now is definitely the old man's reminder, but he spoke vaguely. Nie Qiu couldn't immediately confirm what he was talking about, and he didn't know the direction he was pointing. What on earth is there, not to mention that there are still people watching them now, so they can't go directly to where the old man pointed.

If you just go like this, it will be called a self-inflicted trap.

Nie Qiu asked, "How?"

Fang Qisheng didn't think for too long. He dipped his index finger in the water and wrote two words on the table: detour.

He thought the same as Nie Qiu, so he just nodded and watched the shallow water disappear gradually, then got up and went out the door.

Suddenly there was a commotion outside, and it returned to calm after a while.

Nie Qiu turned around and opened the door, leaned against the door, stretched his wrist, and said, "You can go."

The few who guarded their door were ordinary villagers, who were powerless to restrain a chicken. Where was Nie Qiu's opponent? The head was falling asleep drowsily.

They first went to the stream again, pretending to observe the ups and downs of the water for a long time.

Hidden among the trees, Orion saw the two people staring at the creek all the time. He didn't know what could be said about the water, which looked no different from ordinary ones. He covered his mouth and yawned. I'm afraid that my nerves are too sensitive, but these two outsiders are not dangerous people——

He yawned halfway, and it stuck in his throat.

The cold, slender blade touched Orion's neck, and the man holding the sword looked at him expressionlessly.

Orion subconsciously said: "I don't know anything!"

"I know, so it's useless to keep you." The Chi Lian sword in Fang Qisheng's hand pressed even tighter, cutting through the thin skin on his neck, and the blood dripped out immediately. The sword body of the paper slid and rolled down to Fang Qisheng's hand.

Nie Qiu looked at it for a while, and realized that Fang Qisheng was really murderous.

Only then did he stretch out his hand, and lightly pressed the wrist of Fang Qisheng, who was in front of him with a murderous intent, holding the hilt of the sword.

Fang Qisheng turned his head to look at this well-intentioned fellow traveler with a complicated expression, but he couldn't say that he was "hypocritical", and he didn't know what it was like in his heart. He took back the sword, put it back into the sword case, and stood sideways up.

Nie Qiu looked at Fang Qisheng as if he had nothing to do with him, shook his head, walked up to Orion and asked, "Do it yourself or should I do it?"

Orion subconsciously looked at Fang Qisheng, and after he gave him a cold look, he slammed his head against the tree trunk and passed out.

Nie Qiu pressed his neck to make sure that he had really passed out before standing up.

They checked it carefully several times, and did not set off towards the north until the people who were following them around them had been shaken off.

Along the way, Fang Qisheng's face was still serious. Nie Qiu knew that he was harboring a grudge, thought for a while, and said, "The Orion is just watching from a distance, and has no intention of doing anything to us, so we don't have to kill him."

"When he really makes a move, you will know the consequences of cutting the weeds but not the roots."

The murderous intent on his body was still there, and the frowning look was very similar to the appearance of the previous life.

The leader of the Demon Cult who killed countless people is not in vain. Nie Qiu felt the strong murderous aura almost condensed into a hundred long swords, pressing against his skin, thinking about where to pierce the flesh first.

However, Nie Qiu is not afraid of this.

In the last life, no one dared to say that he didn't understand the principle of cutting grass and roots.

The lives in his hands are not less than Fang Qisheng, or maybe more than him.

What the righteous way considers is different.

Nie Qiu has killed decent people, as well as people from the Demon Cult, not just one or two, but thousands: How could those descendants of the Demon Cult be the ones who let go of their hatred easily? don't get bored.

Regarding human life, how can he allow him to play games.

Instead of this, it is better to cut the weeds and eradicate the roots to avoid future troubles.

This was the biggest criticism in his last life, as long as he really made a move, he would not leave a single one alive.

Nie Qiu looked at Fang Qisheng, and as soon as the soft light in his eyes faded, the cold and dark abyss and rift appeared.

Fang Qisheng didn't see his eyes at this time.

Nie Qiu said: "Brother Fang, to me, human life is at stake."

"Then what would you do if they wanted to kill you?"

"You should go all out." Nie Qiu said every word. In the cold wind, Fang Qisheng turned to look at him as if feeling something, and then he was stunned by the coldness in his eyes, and then heard Nie Qiu continued, "Whether men, women, old or young are the same in my eyes, they are the same people as me. It is precisely because I treat them equally that I have to go all out when I am an enemy."

"And he can't be called our enemy."

Nie Qiu suppressed the emotion in his eyes and said, "It's just a poor man, so why not spare his life?"

He hadn't mentioned this kind of thing to anyone in his last life.

Once, Nie Qiu and Nie Chi were ambushed on the way.Nie Qiu protected his nominal father behind him and drew his saber with his backhand. The way he used the saber did not have any fancy movements, and it took a moment to decide the victory with more than [-] people on the opposite side.

The other side also took it lightly, thinking that his martial arts can only be described as "average" just like Nie Chi.

The first time Nie Chi saw him make a move, the middle-aged man who was over fifty was so frightened that his face turned pale and he couldn't even utter a word. After that, he didn't say that he would prepare white clothes for him. Yes——after all, he was going to kill people, and he took the path of cutting through the mess with a sharp knife, which naturally didn't match the white clothes that were as clear as snow.

As a businessman, he has seen a lot of improper methods, but he is afraid of seeing blood. Whenever he sees red, he will look away, as if if he doesn't look, those things have nothing to do with him.

Nie Chi was in a daze, and Nie Qiu had to devote more energy to see his situation.

20 people, although it was a trivial matter for Nie Qiu, he had been through wind and rain all the way, and after several fights, he gradually lost his strength.

Nie Chi didn't notice, and Nie Qiu didn't mention it. He frowned slightly and killed the last assassin with his backhand.

The young man turned his wrist, and all the blood drops from the Hanshuang knife fell on the ground, making a clear sound like rain hitting plantains. He put the knife back into its sheath, and turned to look at the silent Nie Chi.

"Father, nothing has happened."

The hidden weapon was stained with poison, and Nie Qiu didn't have Fang Qisheng's special physique. Naturally, he was dizzy after a few words, and the figures in front of him were blurry, and the chaotic phantoms were connected in a line. He could barely see Nie Chi standing. Where is it, but I don't know the expression on his face, I only vaguely saw him take a step back and get closer to the direction of the carriage.

Nie Chi coughed sullenly, "Let's go."

Nie Qiu didn't know how he was feeling at that time, it seemed that all five senses were numb because of the poison that ate into the bone marrow, but now looking back, he only found it ridiculous.

After that, Nie Qiu didn't mention this matter, but Nie Chi prevaricated it.

So he didn't justify himself.

After saying these words to Fang Qisheng now, Nie Qiu actually felt that Nie Chi's voice at that time was gradually blurring.

He and Nie Chi just have different ways and they don't conspire with each other.

After hearing Nie Qiu's words, Fang Qisheng lowered his eyes and wondered what he was thinking, but he didn't refute him.

Nie Qiu, on the other hand, smiled slightly, and pointed to Fang Qisheng's tiger's mouth, "You still have blood on your hands."

The man in black looked down, and wiped away the faint trace of blood with his fingertips.

"You have observed very carefully."

Nie Qiu always felt that the second half of his sentence was "I don't know when I can have a good competition with you".

He tilted his head, thinking that Fang Qisheng was praising himself.

They had already traveled a hundred meters to the north, and the unknown village had long been left far behind. There were only towering peaks stretching thousands of miles in front of them, all of which were roughly the same, and nowhere looked like the place the old man pointed out. .

Nie Qiu and Fang Qisheng fell to the ground, but they didn't intend to move forward.

They each picked a direction, pushed through the bushes along the dense forest, and carefully searched for what the old man said.

When performing lightness kung fu before, the line of sight was blocked by the tree canopy, but now as soon as he landed, he could see more things.

So the huge mansion hidden in the mountains was quickly found by them.

The terrain on the mountain is not flat, it is difficult to lay foundations, and there are few residents, let alone such a huge mansion. This is the first time Nie Qiu has seen it in a long time-this surface is painted with a layer of black paint. The mansion, supported by a few huge wooden stakes nailed into the rushing river, stood quietly on the water between the two peaks.

There is no shelter on the roof of the mansion. The strange thing is that he and Fang Qisheng passed by here several times without seeing it.

Nie Qiu carefully observed it from all angles, and after repeated several times, he had to admit that there is no door to this mansion.

Not only is there no door, there is no way to go there, and the distance is too far to pass even if you use lightness kung fu.

Fang Qisheng soon discovered this place. After he understood the current situation, he said, "I've seen all the other places, and there's nothing special about it."

In other words, the place the old man pointed to must be here.

Since this mansion has no door, we can only enter from other places...

Nie Qiu stood on the edge of the cliff and took a vacant look. The water below was rushing, hitting the huge and dense wooden piles, splashing snow-white water, and then turbulently flowing back. Seeing it gave birth to a chill.

He originally thought about whether there would be organs on the wooden posts, or a place to step on, but after careful observation, he found that the wooden posts were extremely smooth due to the impact of the water flow, and there was absolutely no place for them to step on.

Backwards are the pots that are sinking in the water, and forwards is this house with no door to enter.

This is to block all the roads.

Normal people might give up quickly, but unfortunately neither Nie Qiu nor Fang Qisheng gave up easily, so they decided to search around here a few more times, and if they couldn't find the way, they would wait until dark before going back.

It's getting dark, and the disciples of the Divine Cauldron Sect will appear. Are you afraid that you won't find new clues on her?

At that time, they just had extremely simple ideas and waited until dark.

Then things really took a turn for the better, but in a way that Nie and Fang hadn't expected.