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Wei Junxing leaned over and whispered in Xiao Hei's ear.

Xiao Hei raised his face worriedly, "Brother Wei, I'm worried about you."

Wei Junxing patted his chest and said,

"I have a sense of proportion, this is the only way to do it at this time, I will attract their attention, you go to the grave to rescue them, so that we have the ability to fight on an equal footing with them."

Xiao Hei nodded vigorously, held Wei Junxing's hand tightly, and solemnly said,

"Then I'll listen to Brother Wei. I'll go to the cemetery and wait now. Be careful."

Wei Junxing nodded, raised his sword and walked towards the outside of the courtyard. No matter what, this trip must succeed and not fail.

Xiao Hei watched him leave, turned his head and headed towards the graveyard in the north of the village.

The village when he was a child was always very big in Wei Junxing's heart. Even if he walked from his uncle's house in Dongtou to his old house, he felt that it would be a long way.

But now that he has grown up, the road feels shorter, but at this time the road is so long that there is no end in sight.

In this business, whether it is for Wei Linggong who has been trapped for thousands of years, for his beloved He Jingshuo, or for saving Xiao Hei from the sea of ​​suffering, he will bet on it.

Wei Junxing pushed open the gate of the courtyard of his uncle's house, and walked out to the cave where the cherry blossoms were gradually blooming.

Wei Junxing closed his eyes and walked westward according to the route in his heart.

He Jingshuo once said that the blooming time of the cherry blossoms on the wall of the cave is regular, which happened to give Wei Junxing time to measure the distance.

Wei Junxing held the sword, closed his eyes, and walked all the way. He didn't want to look at the road, because he was afraid of being deceived by his sight.

He just quietly listened to the cherry blossoms bloom and wither, until the fourth wave of cherry blossoms withered, he opened his eyes.

In front of him was still the dark cave, the slippery ground, and the walls of the cave covered with cherry blossoms.

When Wei Junxing first came in, he didn't understand the situation, and was deeply surprised by the thing in front of him. Now that he knew it was created by Gong Nianwei, he really admired this person's imagination.

She made these things out of her deep obsession with the playground, and she also lied to him and He Jingshuo.

Thinking of He Jingshuo, it is inevitable to think of his relationship with Gong Nianwei. What is the entanglement between them? Is it really what He Jingshuo said?

Wei Junxing took a deep breath, maybe that was just what He Jingshuo thought.

Wei Junxing plunged into the cave wall, facing the vermilion lacquer gate of Xiangyun's house.

When he was a child, he also came to the old couple's house to buy things. It was a very ordinary glass cabinet in the hall, where there were needles and threads, rubber bands, tobacco and wine, soy sauce and so on.

At that time, the traffic was not convenient, so it was a great thing to open such a small shop, and most of the people in the village were customers of his family.

The yard looked very big, with a big stone mill in the front yard and a few old elm trees planted in front of the door, everything was exactly the same as when Wei Junxing went shopping at Xiangyun's house.

Two swings were tied to the old elm tree in front of the main house. Two women in pink and yellow clothes were sitting and swinging on the swings, with a man in white standing in the middle.

None other than Gong Nianwei, Huang Ling and Li Bai.

Gong Nianwei wasn't ugly at all, and that weasel looked very charming. If he didn't know their details, this picture would really be pleasing to the eye.

Through the wall, Wei Junxing heard Gong Nianwei ask Weasel,

"Sister Huang, you said that Wei Junxing will come here to find me after leaving the ancient tomb?"

The weasel was sitting on the swing on the other side, holding the ropes on the other side with both hands, looking at Gong Nianwei with gusto,

"That's right, it would be nice for us to sit here and wait for him to take the bait, and save the time and effort of running around looking for him."

Gong Nianwei seemed to think about it, and agreed,

"That's true."

Judging from Gong Nianwei's tone, she feels comfortable living here like a duck to water.

Thinking back that Gong Nianwei was unwilling to save He Jingshuo with even a single cloth coin, but in the end he was willing to die for He Jingshuo, which is strange in itself.

If she had made up her mind to stay here then Gong Nianwei would really know how to act.

It was just a girl as beautiful as a flower, but how did she become a woman with a heart like a snake and a scorpion, and her scheming was so deep.

Wei Junxing sighed, and suddenly felt sorry for He Jingshuo for no reason.

Judging from their tone now, they were waiting for him to come to die, but Wei Junxing came here exactly as they wished.

Wei Junxing wanted to rush in directly, but forced Gong Nianwei to use the cane whip. As long as the cane whip hit him, Xiao Hei could let Wei Linggong and the others come out while he was controlling the cane whip.

As long as Wei Linggong came out, even if Gong Nianwei and the others snatched back the rattan whip, at least he would have some helpers, so he wouldn't be so desperate.

It's just that the weasel and the white fox are both there, Wei Junxing is not sure whether Gong Nianwei will make a move.

At this moment, the voices of people in the yard stopped abruptly, the wind picked up under Wei Junxing's feet, and a section of yellow silk came towards him in an instant.

Wei Junxing jumped into the air, drew out his sword with a clatter, and swung it towards Huang Ling.

The sword collided with Huang Ling, and there was a clang, Huang Ling swiped back, and a pale yellow figure jumped down from the courtyard wall.

Wei Junxing flipped his hands over and swung his sword towards the weasel.

The weasel stared blankly at the sword, then quickly dodged to avoid Wei Junxing's attack, and jumped onto the wall.

"How did you get the sword?"

Wei Junxing raised his eyebrows, and slashed towards the wall with his sword. It seems that the white fox spirit's betrayal of the weasel is still in the dark.

Seeing Wei Junxing, the weasel didn't want to talk to her at all, so he turned over and jumped into the yard.

Wei Junxing also followed over the wall.

The weasel quickly retreated behind Gong Nianwei and said to Wei Junxing,

"I guessed that you would come here, but I didn't expect you to take Wei Linggong's sword. He is an old man, and he still doesn't give up on you."

Gong Nianwei sat on the swing and looked up and down at Wei Junxing. At this time, Wei Junxing's dark green camouflage uniform was already dirty, and he could smell a sour smell when he got close. Compared with the beautiful woman with clean dress and fairy air, she was in a terrible embarrassment.

She jumped off the swing lightly, wrinkled her nose from a distance of several meters, and slapped her face twice with her thin white fingers.

"Oh, just like you, why does He Jingshuo fancy you? That old man still misses you so much, I really... don't understand."

With a wave of her long pink sleeves, a sharp sword gleaming with cold light was held in her hand.

Through the sharp light of the sword, Wei Junxing saw the withered vine on the hilt. This sword must have been transformed by the vine whip.

Wei Junxing didn't know why Gong Nianwei wanted to do it himself, but it happened to be what he wanted. If Gong Nianwei was forced to wrap him with a cane whip, it would be half the battle.

As long as he wins the right to use the cane whip for a while, and persists until Xiao Hei releases Duke Wei Ling, he will be worthless.