The Supreme Being

He waited for a few more hours, and saw that the sky was as dark as fire, and the ground in front of him was golden. It was already sunset, but An Guoxie hadn't come over to wander around. He became more and more anxious, and he vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

The waiter retreated into the store and left through the back door, but he had changed his clothes, wearing a white burqa and a white bun, looking like a typical Shake.

He walked very quickly through the town, bypassed the small lake, and arrived at the area where the palace was originally located. Then, he stepped into the temple where he watched An Guoxie enter last night.

As soon as he entered the temple, his heart sank rapidly. Even though a long time passed, the air was still filled with the faint smell of blood and an indescribable and uncomfortable smell.

Using the sunset light, he searched for traces on the ground inch by inch. Suddenly, his eyes froze. There were faint dark black patches on the ground in front of the tattered statue.

Although it was obvious that someone had dealt with the traces, the splattered blood was hidden very deep. If the sunset light didn't happen to shine on this place at this time, making it look special, I wouldn't have noticed it at all.

The horse bandit who used his identity as a gangster stood stunned. Without checking, he could guess that it was Uncle Anguo's blood. He was probably no longer in this world. After all, if he killed someone else, why bother dealing with the traces? As long as he didn't kill the boss's relatives, the disciples favored by the ancestors, the direct descendants or important figures in the Xueshan Sect, Vajra Temple, Shura Temple, and Huanxi Temple, who could do anything to him?

Things have become big... The horse bandit spy sighed deeply in his heart. This is no longer something he can handle!

One of the two most favored disciples of the ancestor, a master with all nine apertures opened and a well-known figure on the list, was killed so silently?

The murderer's strength is definitely far beyond his imagination!

He searched carefully for a while, but found no other clues. Not daring to delay, he quietly walked around the store and wrote a letter in detail about what he saw, heard and his guesses.

At night, he jumped to the woods next to the small lake, pinched his lower lip, and whistled. After three long and two short seconds, a strange bird with a white top and black feathers flew out of the forest and landed happily on his shoulder. A pat on the head, extremely affectionate.

The horse bandit exchanged feelings with the strange bird for a while, fed it a few sticks of fresh meat, and then tied the letter to its feet and let it flap its wings and fly high into the sky.

The horse bandit stayed in place for a while, sighed softly, and quietly returned to the store.

The next day, he went to the store to see what was selling as usual. In the evening, just as he was about to close the door under the instructions of the shopkeeper, a tall middle-aged man appeared in front of his eyes. He has short thick hair, a full beard, a black eyepatch over his left eye, and a long and narrow black saber on his waist.

"Boss." The horse bandit lowered his head and shouted respectfully, using the language of the Western Regions rather than the unwritten language of the Jin Dynasty on the trade routes.

This person is Zeroju, one of the three horse bandits in the Hanhai, a disciple of the crying old man and a master of the exterior scene, nicknamed the "Evil Sword of the Hanhai".

Zeluoju's voice was hoarse and had a special magnetism. He also said in the language of the Western Regions: "Where is the temple?"

An Guoxie is a master of all nine apertures. He is one of the two most powerful people in the Crying Old Man lineage, besides Zeluo Ju and Yanshi. His death is of great importance, so after Zeluo Ju received the secret letter, he Came here in person.

The horse bandit didn't dare to say anything. He took a look at the shopkeeper and found that he didn't know anything about it. It seemed that there was no Zeluo Ju at the door of the shop. He suddenly sighed in his heart, it was indeed the evil sword of the Hanhai.

He quickly closed the shop door, left from the back, and entered the temple with Zeluoju.

Zeluoju looked at the hard-to-find bloodstains on the ground and slowly took off his eye mask. His empty left eye suddenly lit up with a faint green light. There seemed to be things like fish swimming around inside, and the temple suddenly became agitated. There were echoes of the ghosts of injustice, and it became gloomy.

His left eye was gouged out by the crying old man, but as a blessing in disguise, he mastered an extremely difficult magic skill - "Netherworld Evil Eye", which is also one of the origins of the nickname of Evil Sword.

The green light became brighter and brighter, and the entire temple seemed to be reflected in a green light, which was eerie and terrifying. The horse bandit was trembling with fear.

Zeluoju watched for a while, then turned around and walked out of the temple, walking slowly to the small lake. Then he raised his hand, and a strong wind blew up, causing a sudden whirlpool in the lake.

With a crash, the whirlpool expanded rapidly, erupted violently, white waves rose into the sky, and two stones were brought up.

A headless corpse and a broken head were tied to the stone.

The horse bandit took a closer look. Although the corpse's face had been bitten to pieces by fish in the lake, the iconic white hair clearly proved that he was An Guoxie and had indeed been killed!

"Good kill. I've wanted to kill this bastard for a long time." Zeluoju said in a calm voice, "But no matter what happens, we have to do it!"

His "Netherworld Evil Eye" was unable to identify injuries, so he put on the eyepatch again and squatted next to the corpse to examine it carefully.

"There are scars between the eyebrows and cheeks, but they were deliberately damaged, and fish were bitten and devoured. We can't confirm what kind of martial arts caused them, and we can't confirm whether they were fatal..." Zeluo Ju whispered as if he was talking to himself. As he spoke, the horse bandit wisely did not answer.

"There were hidden weapon scars, the body was poisoned, and the heart was severely damaged as a result. It should be one of the main causes of death. There are traces of poisonous gas remaining in the meridians and signs of the internal Qi dissipating before death..." Zeluo Ju said half in thought and half in observation.

"The bones are completely softened, which should be done when dodging swords. If the dog can achieve this level, either his strength will completely suppress him, or he will come in a hurry and be unable to react in time... The Kuangsha Magic Skill has signs of adverse luck. Combined with the above, it should be treated as a counterattack If you can resist the effects of toxins and San Gong poison gas, if you have the strength to suppress him, you don’t have to go to such trouble..."

Zeluoju clapped his hands, stood up, and said to the horse bandit: "The murderer's strength is no more than six orifices. He is good at using poisons and concealed weapons. He is a tolerant person and should be very good at swordsmanship and swordsmanship. An Guoxie is himself. He made a mistake, lost his guard, and was poisoned by San Gong poison gas. Then he took advantage of his unpreparedness to attack violently. The sword was a cover, and the ultimate hidden weapon was the cause of death. However, judging from the scars on his deliberate destruction of the sword, it seemed that there were The unique skills of swords cannot be ignored. "

"Boss, it should be the young monk. Judging from his age, he is probably just opening his eyes. What should we do?" the horse bandit asked.

"Don't take it lightly. I will pass on the order. All brothers in the vast sea will kill this thief together." Zeluo Ju wanted to deal with many matters in the vast sea. Seeing that the murderer was not as strong as he thought, he relied on many tricks to kill An Guoxie, so There was no thought of pursuing him personally.

But even so, it is also a very terrifying thing for one-third of the horse bandits in the vast sea to search, hunt, kill and kill!

Among these horse bandits, there are countless masters, and they are all desperadoes. They are familiar with the terrain, roar and gather people, and communicate with each other. If they are attacked by a group of horse bandits, they will not be able to escape from the vast sea in time or hide their whereabouts. Even if they open nine Even the most skilled masters may hate this place.

"Yes, boss." The horse bandit did not dare to look directly at Zeluoju's right eye, which was as sharp as a knife.

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At Liushaji, Meng Qi in white Confucian robes and Gu Changqing, who looked like a frail scholar, returned on horseback, like two scholars traveling far away.

"We're finally here." Gu Changqing sighed.

On the way, he made several mistakes and arrived at Liushaji one day later than expected.

The corner of Meng Qi's mouth twitched. This guy seemed a bit unreliable. Would he be making his own trouble by relying on him to search for his junior brother in the depths of the vast sea?

"Well, we're finally here." Meng Qi no longer used the words of a monk.

Hearing Meng Qi's answer, Gu Changqing said awkwardly and politely: "My experience is relatively shallow. It's not that I don't know enough about the terrain and location. Look, didn't I reach Quicksand after all?"

"Yes." Meng Qi nodded considerately.

Poplar trees stand in various shapes beside the road. Liushaji seems to have got rid of the influence of the battle between Xuanbei and the crying old man that day, and has regained a lot of popularity.

Meng Qi and Gu Changqing walked into the "First Home in Hanhai" together. They first saw the counter next to them, and they saw Qu Jiuniang, who looked beautiful and mature but had a bad personality.

Qu Jiuniang ignored her and lay on the counter with a lazy and seductive look. Many customers swallowed their saliva but did not dare to look further.

"Shopkeeper, I want to get some news." Meng Qi wore a gauze hat to hide the fact that he had no hair.

"No news." Qu Jiuniang said simply and neatly, not wanting to say anything more. This is a place for eating and staying, and there are many places to inquire about news!

Meng Qi once again had the urge to teach her how to be a good person. It was too bad, but thinking that she might be a master of location, he still held back his anger and took out an emerald: "Shopkeeper, I am willing to pay a high price."

As soon as she saw this emerald of obviously extraordinary quality, Qu Jiuniang's eyes suddenly lit up, and her whole body suddenly became energetic and became more and more charming.

"Take it out as soon as possible. If you have money, it's easy to talk!" Qu Jiuniang said, hating that iron cannot become steel.

This was the first time since she came in that she looked directly at Meng Qi. As soon as she finished speaking, her expression changed slightly. She looked at Meng Qi carefully from head to toe, looking at his eyes, his ears, and... After passing his skin, looking at his hands, looking at the dark red sword hanging on his waist and the long sword wrapped in a light gold scabbard, Meng Qi felt uneasy. What on earth was she looking at? ?

Then, Qu Jiuniang's face recovered and she said indifferently: "Since you want to inquire about the news, then go to the room to avoid being overheard."

Meng Qi had no objection to this at all. The information he inquired about might reveal his identity. There were probably horse bandits and spies here.

Qu Jiuniang walked out of the counter and walked upstairs first. Her waist was slender and her back was graceful. She walked gracefully, like a weak wind supporting a willow. Meng Qi and Gu Changqing hurriedly followed her.

Some guests laughed in a low voice: "When did you have to go to the room to inquire about information? I remember Jiuniang never had such a rule?"

"It turns out that Jiuniang likes this kind of pretty boy. He eats it and wipes it clean. It's the most nourishing thing. Hehe." They laughed so obscenely.

Qu Jiuniang's eyebrows stood up when she heard this. She picked up the wooden basin that the waiter was cleaning the table with and splashed it over: "Go nourish your mother!"

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