Miao Jiangke

There were about a dozen people on the opposite side, masked in black, with a murderous aura rushing toward them, Qiu Yangui held his sword across in front of him, and stood tall and straight in front of the carriage.

The coachman behind did not move, and Ying Liu and Ying Ten did not get orders and did not show up.

Perhaps he didn't expect that there was only one person, and the other side also paused for a moment, suspecting fraud.

The deep forest is huge and quiet.

The two groups of people confronted each other silently, Qiu Yangui glanced lightly, raised his hand sharply, pointing to the ground, and swiped his wrist downwards forcefully, the sword energy split a clear line on the soil in an instant.

The dust rose slightly.

"Those who cross the border, kill without mercy." He raised his eyes casually, and the strong wind blew the hair on his forehead, revealing eyes that implied murderous intent.

The people in the carriage raised their eyes slightly, and interest flashed in their eyes.

This is undoubtedly a provocative gesture.

The three dead men attacked in an instant, Qiu Yangui didn't hide, he flew and kicked the one in the middle, and the other two quickly raised their swords to strike, he raised his hand to block the sword, kicked the other person to the ground with his strength, and dodged to hide The man in black attacked again from behind!

The sword passed by his shoulder, leaving an inconspicuous scratch on the cloth. He turned over and landed, and grabbed the person he kicked to the ground just now, blocking the incoming sword feather. The person was shocked, Going limp, the rest of the people swarmed in, leaving no chance for him to breathe.

The corners of Qiu Yangui's lips curled up imperceptibly.

After moving his five fingers, six of the remaining eight people rushed towards him, and the remaining two rushed towards the carriage——

Qiu Yangui twisted his five fingers, held a sword flower, and suddenly swung the sword horizontally. In an instant, the light of the sword pierced through the darkness, and the fierce wind pierced deeply into the flesh, splashing blood everywhere, and those who rushed towards him were like birds with broken wings , fell abruptly, and had no time to react, so he could only let out a short, stunned moan in vain.

The remaining two sensed something was wrong and prepared to retreat, but unfortunately it was too late, they hadn't seen each other's movements clearly, they only saw that figure had approached them——

Qiu Yangui retracted his sword with one hand, facing the carriage, the two people behind him clutched their necks, and fell down slowly, two feet away from the line he drew.

The coachman lowered his head and remained silent, but the curtain at the back was lifted at some point, Zuo Qingyue looked at him with great interest, and said meaningfully: "As expected of the leader of the Blood Pavilion."

Qiu Yangui neatly put the sword back into the scabbard, his murderous aura was naturally suppressed, he raised his hand to wipe off the few drops of blood that were accidentally splashed on his face, neither humble nor overbearing, "The young master loves you."

When the strong wind came, Qiu Yangui raised his head quickly, but saw a white object coming towards him, he subconsciously raised his hand to catch it.

It was a handkerchief with a small blue snake embroidered on the lower left corner.

"Wipe it clean and come up again." Qingyue's lazy voice sounded.

The slender white hand retracted, and the curtain fell, Qiu Yangui stared at the handkerchief in a daze, then slowly wiped off the blood stains on his hand, thought for a while, and then put it into his bosom .

The young master is happy to be clean, and he would never want someone else's used items, it's better to put them away first.

After standing in the forest for a while to dissipate the bloody smell from his body, Qiu Yangui got into the carriage neatly.

He just glanced at the coachman casually before the curtain was lifted.

The coachman still bowed his head without saying a word, even under the critical situation just now, he was as motionless as a mountain.

He faintly felt that disgusting breath again.

There was a lifeless lifelessness.

Zuo Qingyue closed his eyes again, the outer shirt was still hanging loosely on his body, Qiu Yangui's gaze paused for a moment, then silently turned his head to look out the window.

The carriage started to move again, Qiu Yangui didn't feel Zuo Qingyue's movement, and the silver thread didn't appear, but the coachman was most likely a puppet, but he didn't know...

"He is indeed a puppet."

Qingyue's voice contained a smile, the deserted forest was already silent, this sound was extremely abrupt, not to mention it happened to break through what Qiu Yangui was thinking, at that moment the hairs all over his body stood on end.

Could it be that he can really read minds?

"You write everything you think on your face, and you still use mind reading?"

Once again, Qiu Yangui couldn't help but touch his face, put it down silently, and said in a low voice, "It's my subordinates who overstepped."

"It doesn't matter." Zuo Qingyue slowly opened his eyes, Taohua saw everyone with a bit of affection, he finally condescended to pull up the scattered coat, Qiu Yangui exhaled calmly, obviously also endured for a long time.

"This is the corpse puppet Gu, and the mother Gu and child Gu are interlinked. The dead bones you saw before were puppets that I manipulated with Tencel, and it's not very easy to use."

Zuo Qingyue leaned against the wall of the carriage as if he had no bones, and seemed to be just saying that Qiu Yangui didn't know much about these things, but hearing this sinister name, he couldn't help frowning.

"Corpse puppet Gu... is a Gu that accuses the corpse of being a puppet?"

"Naturally." Zuo Qingyue deliberately showed a malicious smile to scare him, "Why, are you scared?"

"There are not only corpse puppet Gu, but even living people have ways to control them. The records mention 'Soul Control Gu', also known as 'loyalty Gu', which can control the minds of living people, burying their pulse so deeply that they cannot be detected... ...But this thing is insidious, it was destroyed a hundred years ago."

Zuo Qingyue's voice was a bit treacherous, talking about these things was all with a smile, which made people feel cold all over for no reason.

I'm afraid I can't talk about it, I just feel very infiltrating.

Qiu Yangui hesitated for a moment, "...is it difficult to cure the poison of Gu?"

Right now the most dangerous "Gu King" is sitting beside him, it's hard for Qiu Yangui not to think about it.

The young master's temper is inherently elusive, if he offends the other party and feeds Gu to him out of desperation, he doesn't know if he will survive.

"Tch." Zuo Qingyue sneered disdainfully, a bit of undisguised arrogance flashed in his eyes, "It's a Gu, then there is a solution, it's just a matter of difficulty."

As he spoke, he glanced at Qiu Yangui, and said quietly, "Why are you afraid of these things, the people in my Tunyun Pavilion are not afraid of Gu yet."

"Hey, what a coward I picked up."

Qiu Yangui: "... none of my subordinates."

It's you, young master, who jump to conclusions and has nothing to do with your subordinates.

He originally wanted to keep silent, but unfortunately, the young master suddenly became interested, waved his sleeves, and spread his palms towards him.

Qiu Yangui raised his eyes unpreparedly, then his pupils shrank suddenly, his jaw was tense, and his voice was dry, "Young Master!"

On the palm is a fat white one with two snail-like tentacles, which can barely be called naive, but...it is a Gu.

Qiu Yangui looked at the enthusiastic Zuo Qingyue with some vigilance, could it be that he had offended the young master just now, and now he is going to cast a spell on him?

Soon he vetoed his idea, Zuo Qingyue handed his palm in front of him, and Qiu Yangui read a trace from his gaze - showing off.

"This is the Golden Cicada Gu. It is white and fat, with a charming naive look. It can make rotten flowers bloom, and the white bones regenerate flesh and blood." Zuo Qingyue tapped its whiskers lightly with his fingers, and the soft eyes made Qiu Yangui restless.

"This is the epibiotic Gu, which sucks the flesh and blood essence of others to be used by the mother Gu..."

"Rotten Gu, can make people fester all over, and the five poisons penetrate the heart..."

"Burning Flame Gu..."

On the way to Jianzong, Zuo Qingyue tirelessly showed the strange Gu worms, Qiu Yangui clenched his hands tightly, seeing the smiling face of the young master, he didn't dare to speak.

There is only one sentence in his mind.

When can I go to Jianzong?

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Gu is also made up by me (つд?)