Non-delivery

The rain in Wangjin has been falling continuously for more than a month.The weather this year is so bad that the river burst its embankment and flooded most of the land downstream. There are displaced victims everywhere, with their families and families, who want to enter Wangjin City and earn a chance to survive.

The gates of the city were tightly closed, and the guards strictly guarded them, and no one was allowed to enter or exit.However, Emperor Kangqian issued an order at the court meeting three days ago, saying that the capital city would be opened and refugees would be resettled in the palace.

To sacrifice so many lives at once, it is necessary to contact the people behind the scenes.

Xie Changming sat by the half-open window, and he didn't care about the raindrops from the eaves being blown by the wind and falling on him.A ball of soaked paper was placed on the table in front of him, two dots of ink could be vaguely seen on it, and there were traces of being folded.

Xie Changming took a piece of linen cloth and slowly wiped his knife.

He has been waiting for a long time.

There were still two people in the room, Bai Xiaosheng ordered his eyes and ears to keep an eye on the palace and the refugees, somehow he was involved in this matter, he just felt bored in his heart, when he raised his head, he had nothing else to say, so he simply asked: "Xie Liu , you really exchanged that Cuichen mountain with Shangguan's family? Shangguan's family got two more spiritual veins from who knows where they came from overnight, and it has spread all over the place."

Chen Xun was sitting at the desk in the back, leaning over to write something.

Xie Changming nodded.

Bai Xiaosheng still couldn't believe it: "You don't use a bow. Although Cuichen Mountain is the best bow in the world, how can it be worth so much?"

Xie Changming put down the cloth in his hand, and said slowly: "It's a gift. I think it's worth it, and it can complement him."

Bai Xiaosheng was stunned. He leaned over and asked in an inquiring tone: "Who are you sending it to, so that Cui Chenshan can match it? Impossible! Is it the one who sent you the letter?"

Xie Changming retracted the knife into its sheath, and with a soft sound, he raised his head and smiled. It was a rare, undisguised, gentle smile: "Well. Next time I'm free, I'll go find you with him. Your anything fun?"

Bai Xiaosheng has known him for many years, and the relationship between the two can be considered very close, but he still can't figure out the details of Xie Changming, he only thinks that he seems to be the kind of hard-hearted person who will never be tempted.

Such a person would also exchange two spiritual veins for a handful of Cui Chenshan.

It's hard to understand, and I feel that Xie Changming probably really has a lot of sincerity.

Bai Xiaosheng looked at him and asked again: "Every time I see you, I always use a new knife. Where did the old one go?"

Xie Changming said: "It's broken, I replaced it with a new one."

Bai Xiaosheng was a little puzzled: "You buy such a good bow for others, why don't you deserve a better knife?"

He doesn't have any attainments in martial arts, but he always knows that most cultivators want to find precious and handy magic weapons so that they can use them.

Xie Changming raised the knife with his backhand and put it on the table: "It doesn't matter what you use, as long as it can kill people."

He used a low-quality knife at the beginning because he needed to control his spiritual power. When practicing, if he used a little too much spiritual power, the knife would break if he couldn't bear it. It was a reminder.Later, I used it a lot, but I got more insights than before. No matter how sharp the knife is, it is just a piece of tempered iron. With my own strength, I borrow the power of heaven and earth.Xie Changming's spiritual power is far more abundant than that of ordinary people. He wears the immovable wood that suppresses his cultivation for many years, and he is very stingy when using his spiritual power.

He learned to kill with a bad knife.

After Bai Xiaosheng finished listening, he nodded his head: "That's you. If someone else has something to do with Cheng Zhi, I won't come. Yancheng is very evil, and I don't dare to investigate it. I'm afraid I might know something. It's fatal."

Bai Xiaosheng cherished his life very much.

Chen Xun stopped writing and listened to them.

After a while, Bai Xiaosheng received the news that there was movement in the palace, and he wanted to go to the side to watch and leave first.

The house is very quiet, only the sound of wind and rain outside can be heard.

Xie Changming glanced at the sky, stood up and asked, "Mr. Chen, do you want to go together?"

If it is an ordinary cultivator, dealing with matters related to the world of cultivating immortals will not take care of ordinary people.They have their own set of rules.Xie Changming didn't think so. In the final analysis, it's just a matter of lifting the injured person to revenge.

Chen Xun bowed deeply to him.

Maybe it was because of the heavy rain that even the people in the palace seemed sparse. All the way to the emperor's bedroom, there were not even guards guarding the door, only a few eunuchs were sheltering from the rain in the distance.

Xie Changming pushed open the door.

The inner hall of the bedroom is large and empty, with heavy curtains hung on all sides, hundreds of candles are lit, it is much brighter than the sky outside.

A young man with a handsome face was sitting on the steps. He was wearing a suit and looked no different from the guards at the gate of the city. He was idly resting his chin.He raised his eyelids when he heard the sound, glanced at Xie Changming and Chen Xun who came in, thought for a while, recognized them, and laughed lively: "Oh, it's you, the one who rebelled last time, the emperor hasn't kill you?"

He glanced at Xie Changming again: "Huh? You have found a backer this time, haven't you?"

Xie Changming took a few steps forward, he had never seen this person before, and he was not one of Cheng Zhiye's apprentices, at least he didn't have this person on the surface.That's right, how dare Cheng Zhi use someone who has shown his face in Yancheng for this kind of thing.

The young man stood up, patted his clothes, and asked Xie Changming lightly, "Where are you from?"

Xie Changming was not in a hurry: "Lulin Academy."

The young man gave a strange "Oh", with a bitter expression on his delicate face: "I know, Shi Xi went to Lulin Academy, do you know him?"

He smiled again, and said very politely: "It doesn't matter if you recognize him or not, he is already dead, and you will go down to accompany him immediately."

He drew his sword and stood up with an unbelievably fast movement, with the momentum of splitting mountains and seas, but it was not aimed at Xie Changming's throat or heart, but at one of his arms.

Xie Changming realized that this man's sword was not aimed at his throat or heart - those fatal places, but wanted to cut off one of his arms.

He thought he had succeeded, and even turned his head to Chen Xun and said: "You are always going to die, why not die cleanly? I can't let you go easily now, when the time comes, I will tear off your limbs, bit by bit -"

With a muffled "bang", the piece of meat fell to the ground, and it was an arm.

Even if he wears Fudomu, his cultivation is not as high as that of Nascent Soul, and the person opposite him is two realms higher than him, Xie Changming can draw his sword faster than anyone else.

So the arm is not his.

When the knife broke the bone, Xie Changming let go of his hand slightly, and used his strength to cut open the remaining flesh, then lifted it up again, and held it tightly.He pressed the back of the knife against the man's neck, forced the man in front of him to kneel down, and asked, "Who are you?"

Bleed all over the place.

That person seemed unbelievable at first, but after a moment of confusion, he seemed to understand, and felt the pain again, the pain was unbearable, just crying, crying pitifully, wanted to touch the wound, but dared not touch it, and didn't say a word .

Xie Changming is not good at torture, and everything he can say is recorded in his mind.If he can't find out what he must know, he will directly search the soul.

Perhaps it was because he was not taken seriously, the person named Bai Qing in front of him had no restrictions on his soul, but his memory was extremely chaotic.

Xie Changming saw a lot of messy clips.Bai Qing was originally born as a mortal. When he was young, his family fled due to natural disasters. On the way, he was picked up by a demon sect like Wanfamen, who said that he was destined to take him to cultivate immortals.The parents thankfully sent him to the fairy head, and told him to become a fairy in the future and come back to support their family.Unexpectedly, it was sent to be made into a furnace.At that time, Bai Qing was still young and not very sensible, she just felt the pain and it was unbearable. Later, the sect was discovered by Zhengdao, but Bai Qing was chosen by Cheng Zhiye.

Unfortunately, he does have the roots of cultivating immortals.

But it is no longer possible for Bai Qing to cultivate immortality like ordinary people.Cheng Zhi also trained him like a sword or a knife. He has gone through torture and his cultivation is very high, but he can't live long.After leaving Yancheng and following the first thing Cheng Zhiye asked him to do, Bai Qing returned to the hometown in his memory and killed all his relatives.After that, with his longing for becoming a fairy, his contempt for ordinary people, and his admiration for Cheng Zhiye, he did many things and killed many people for fun.He envied and hated ordinary people, and hated Cheng Zhiye's disciples who appeared on the surface.He once met Shi Xi in the backyard. Shi Xi asked him who he was and why he hadn't seen him before. He was scared and disgusted, so he ran away without saying a word.

Bai Qing was very happy when she heard that Shi Xi had died.

Cheng Zhi only thought of him as a handy knife, knowing that he thought differently from ordinary people, and would coax him occasionally.

But Bai Qing really doesn't know anything, the knife doesn't need to know the owner's intention, as long as it can kill people is enough.

Xie Changming killed him.

When he was dying, Bai Qing was still begging for mercy, his body was already limp, and he whimpered and muttered: "...the city lord said he would make me immortal, I really want to be immortal."

Chen Xun stood aside: "Didn't you say that you need to keep evidence?"

Xie Changming stood up, lifted the handle of the knife, and the blood on the blade slowly dripped down: "He can't live. There are restrictions on him, and when the time comes, not only will he die, but he will also remind the other party to get into trouble."

Chen Xun still remembered Bai Qing, this man, like playing with ants, crushed those soldiers, guards, and veterans bit by bit, driving people crazy.

Now he is dead, so easy to die.

Xie Changming looked at the south wind halfway, walked over the pool of blood, and said in a low voice: "The person in charge is not him, and the world of cultivating immortals is not peaceful recently, Cheng Zhi also sent him here, one is to kill the people who found here, two It is to let him destroy everything when he can't keep it."

However, no one can stop Xie Changming's knife.

As he continued to walk forward, Chen Xun said: "From this point of view, your so-called world of cultivating immortals seems to be no different from this mortal world."

Xie Changming did not answer.

But they are all human.