Jianghu Guest Qinglu

Old, asked the shopkeeper to prepare some food, and then boiled some hot water, and several people went into the house.

Although the room is not as big as the lobby, it is not very good. The room is simple and unremarkable. The bed has not been changed for many years, the corners are full of cobwebs, and there are several gaps in the roof tiles, which can be used as skylights. I slipped my hand on the table, my fingers were covered with dust, the window was not closed tightly, rainwater spilled in, there were footprints on the ground, there were mouse holes in the corner, and there were constant creaking noises, and I ran out for a walk from time to time.

Seeing the food in the inn, Fang Huai sighed sincerely, he can't have illusions about a dilapidated inn, let alone the leftovers, and the steamed buns are also hard, without chewing, taste like chewing wax.

Then I saw the hot water sent by Xiao Er, with a layer of ash floating on it, a few fallen leaves floating up and down like duckweed, and there were a few small holes in the bucket, the hot water inside was slowly It flows out slowly and seeps into the ground. If it is ignored overnight, I am afraid that tomorrow we will see water flooding the inn, adding another layer to the dilapidated foundation-rotten.

Fang Huai suddenly lost interest in taking a bath, and just sat on the stool, preparing to spend the night like this.

The dim candle flame was flickered by the wind blowing in, the window was quiet, the moonlight came in through the hole in the window, reflected on the ground, speckled, Fang held his chin in his arms, closed his eyes, already fell asleep, A gust of wind blew by, and suddenly there was a figure in the room. Under the candlelight, the dark night clothes, the reflective cold weapon, and the cold piercing eyes locked on Fang Huai's back. The man in black walked slowly towards Fang Huai, lightly Hands are light and cautious, for fear of waking Fang Huai up by the noise, whoever made this inn so broken, it will make noise when walking, which is especially abrupt in the silent night, 'Squeak! '

The man in black suddenly stopped in his tracks, seeing that Fang Huai just changed his hand to support his head before continuing to walk towards Fang Huai, probably because he didn't want to be too late, and he was ready to make a quick decision, so he leaned forward and stabbed Fang Huai with his sword. There will be no accidents, but I didn't expect that when Fang Huai was about to be stabbed, an unknown thing hit the tiger's mouth from nowhere, and the tiger's mouth became numb for a while, causing the long sword to fall to the ground with a crisp sound, awakening Fang Huai. Fang Huai stood up suddenly, feeling the wind in the back of his head, turned sideways, and threw himself on the side of the bed. Turning his head to look, he saw the maid in yellow who appeared at an unknown time, fighting with the man in black who came to assassinate for no reason.

Fang Huai stabilized his figure, ran away from the door, and came to the corridor, but heard the sound of fighting coming from the next door. Before he could go to find out, someone from the next door broke the door and fell to the ground. Only then did Fang Huai see that the other party was also a black man. The clothes man's accomplice is dead.

Fang Huai stared at the door next door, the young man in blue came out from the door, saw Fang Huai, smiled indifferently, there was the sound of fighting in the courtyard, Lan Qingke and Fang Huai looked at each other, they both walked downstairs quickly, when passing by the door, Fang Huai Huai took a look into the room, and saw countless people in black fell down in the room, all of them died silently, without even bleeding, Fang Huai walked around the body of the man in black at his feet, and followed Lan Qing Ke went downstairs.

Downstairs was bloody and rainy, and there were swords and swords. In this ordinary town, in the silent night, countless men in black fell down in the dilapidated inn.

Fang Huai looked at the shopkeeper who died tragically in front of the counter and the waiter on the ground, with a trace of sadness and pain in his eyes.

Lan Qingke saw it and remained calm.

Fang Huai took a step forward and wanted to close the big eyes of the shopkeeper, but was stopped by someone.

The maid in purple blocked Fang Huai's hand, her face was cold, "Mr. Fang, Xiao Zi knows that you have a heart, but you can't be sentimental. Those people don't deserve your sorrow for them at all."

Seeing that Fang Huai was unclear, she looked at her, and the maid in purple sighed, "Mr. Fang, we martial arts practitioners have better perception than you. Since the moment we entered the town, we have noticed something is wrong. You can think about it. After that, what's the scene?"

Fang Huai's heart skipped a beat when he heard the purple-clothed maid's words, and his mind flashed, and he blurted out, "There are only men in the city."

The purple-clothed servant girl nodded, "That's right, the normal towns are full of people, even in small villages there are men, women and children, but here, there are no old people, children or women, only men, and all of them are middle-aged men, what's more, if there are only men, it doesn't count." What, men are also strong and thin, weak and strong. The people here, whether they are woodcutters carrying burdens or street vendors, are all strong and strong men, and, you think, when we first arrived in the town, they all noticed us by coincidence. I never left my sight of the carriage, and the waiter in the inn even came out before our carriage stopped, and his hearing must be good. The innkeeper's clothes are bright, not like the silk and satin that the innkeeper of a dilapidated inn can afford. , They have cockroaches in their palms, not from work, but from martial arts. The people here are all warriors, walking like flying, and all of them are as strong as cattle... A town only hears the sound of hawking, but no chickens and dogs. Sounds, children crying at night, why don't people be vigilant... I'm afraid that before we came in, this place was already a dead city, and there was no one alive. The dead people here are all those who pretend to be ordinary people, they are killers "

Fang Huai trembled all over when he heard the words of the maid in purple. He didn't expect that someone would be so conscientious and slaughter everyone in the town just to kill them and their group, even the children.

Fang Huai wriggled his lips, wanted to ask, but didn't dare to ask, he wanted to know, where are those common people, where are the corpses of those ordinary people who should have lived?He can't stop what has happened, at least he can worship and pray for them to have a good birth.

The group of them, except for Fang Huai, are all Lan Qingke's people, they follow Lan Qingke's lead, and naturally ask Lan Qingke when they encounter problems.

Lan Qingke lowered his head slightly, and the yellow-clothed servant girl raised her palm, and the palm wind hit the curtain connecting the backyard and the lobby. The curtain shattered and opened in an instant, and everyone saw that the backyard was full of corpses, one on top of the other, layer upon layer. , countless men and women, old and young, died tragically one by one. The death was horrific, and the death was not in peace. Blood was flowing on the ground, against the mountain of corpses. It was extremely strange under the moonlit night. It was unbearable, because the east wind was blowing during the day, the smell of blood was not strong, and the wormwood covered it to cover the smell of blood, so it was naturally difficult to detect, but at night, after the west wind passed, the door curtain couldn't stop the heavy smell of blood.

Fang Huai couldn't help but want to vomit, and the maid in purple quickly fed him a pill, which made Fang Huai feel better.

Except for Fang Huai, who is an ordinary person, everyone else has killed people before, and they have never seen any bloody scenes. These are nothing to them. Although Fang Huai has been on the battlefield, he just stayed in the tent and did not face the scene of fighting directly. .

Fang Huai felt severe pain in his heart and tears in his eyes.

Compared with Fang Huai who has the world in his heart and has benevolence in his heart, Lan Qingke is cold-blooded and ruthless. He just waited for Fang Huai to understand everything, then turned and left without saying anything.

Fang Huai looked at his back. Although he felt that he had no heart, he had no reason to blame him. After all, the other party was not responsible for irrelevant people like him. He left the court and became a free person.

Lan Qingke didn't care what Fang Huai thought. After all, this is a place where people kill without blinking an eye, not a court of reason. No one will fight for you because of your innocent and tragic death. They will at most sigh for a while and forget it the next day Clean and clean, if you can't get used to it, why bother to walk in the rivers and lakes?

A group of people went out of the city overnight, the carriage drove slowly on the pipeline, behind was the surging flames, the town was engulfed by the flames, and in the moonlit night, the flames shot straight into the sky.

Fang Huai put down the curtains, turned around and sat down, silently. Today, he felt that the world is dangerous. No one is innocent in this world. Even if you are on the edge, you may be involved in right and wrong, and you will not be able to escape.If you want to survive in the rivers and lakes, it is best not to trust anyone. There is no absolutely pure person in this world. There are countless people who behave differently on the surface and behave differently behind their backs. You can only pray that you will not meet such people.

Lantian Villa.

Scenery.

Fang Huai pushed the door open, and inside, Lan Qingke was sipping tea.

Guo Si was reporting the situation.

Hearing the voice, Guo Si stopped talking, "Jiangnan..."

Fang Huai was a little embarrassed, "Excuse me, I'll wait a while..."

But Lan Qingke waved his hand, "No, Prime Minister Fang also came to listen. It's not an exaggeration. After all, this matter is closely related to the court. As the prime minister of a country, you have the responsibility and obligation to understand these..."

Fang Huai took the letter and glanced at it. The content of the letter was like a bolt from the blue sky. He stood up excitedly. Several people looked over. Fang Huai couldn't stand stably. stable.

The letter in his hand slipped from between his fingers, Lan Qingke picked it up silently, glanced at ten lines, and read it quickly, Fang Huai was stunned for a while, then rushed out of the door, Lan Qingke raised his hand knife to chop him down, and caught Fang Huai's body , Lan Qingke hugged Fang Huai horizontally, strode away, several people in the room looked at each other, Bai Tingyu picked up the letter on the table, his face remained unchanged, his eyes flashed.

That night, there was no moon in the sky, and the night was dark. The Qinhuai tragedy shocked the world the next day. The mansion of the martial arts leader was massacred. The young master, and none of the others were spared. Fortunately, the patriarch of Shaolin Dharma was a guest at Fang's house that day, and Fang Zhihuai, the leader of the martial arts alliance, was able to save his life, but was seriously injured.

Fang's eldest son returned to his natal home with his wife and son, the second son visited Lantian Villa, and the third son and Mo Wushuang practiced martial arts in the mountains, so they survived.

Master Bodhidharma was famous in the world 30 years ago, and now everyone admires him. Naturally, his martial arts are beyond the reach of ordinary people. If it weren't for his lack of authority