Sealing Knife

There are three countless things in the martial arts.

The miscellaneous fish of the three religions and the nine streams, the love and hatred of the disciples of the various schools, and the dead men of the Soul Palace.

The so-called desperate people refer to a large number of deceased people under the palace of the burial soul, and a person who died in their hands.

The former Gu Xiao has not met for the time being, but the latter has seen a lot.

There was a village called "Taoyuan Village" under the mountain where he used to live as a child, because the village was surrounded by mountains and water, and the villagers didn't communicate with the outside world very often. The villagers live and work in peace, as if they were in Taoyuan Wonderland, but now they have changed their appearance.

After Gu Xiao went down the mountain, he went back to his old place and revisited it. He was going to see the scenery of his childhood, looking for the playmates of the villagers who had taken care of him when he was a child, but when he got there, he saw that the peaceful and peaceful village was much desolate. Many houses were run down, and many new graves were added in the village head and tail.

In particular, those who died in death have had more or less friendship with the three of them.

The doctor at the village head was very kind and drove the only pharmacy in Fangyuan fifty miles. When Gu Xiao was a child, he had headaches and brain fever, so he went to see him for medicine. However, such a good person was chopped off his head one night five years ago. A family of young and old did not even let the watchdog pass, a total of eight heads were neatly placed in front of the drug store;

Mrs. Xu, who sells tofu brains, is a young widow, serving a mother-in-law with legs and a seven-year-old son. She especially likes Gu Xiao. Every time she sees, she must send a hot bowl of tofu, but it is so gentle The woman was stripped of her face alive and posted on the soil wall of her home, scaring her early-rising son;

Sister Lian, who grows flowers and keeps bees in the village, is a cowardly and gentle woman. Whenever she sees Duanqing, she will be red-faced and red-eared. She dare to send a bunch of dew flowers and peek at them from afar. From the unscrupulous, she was dug into her eyes and chopped off her hands, pushing into the bushes of thorns ...

Twenty-five lives in Baihua Village were brutally killed overnight, and their ordinary grievances are just a little bit of a quarrel. How can it cause such a big disaster?

Not to mention, all the dead people had had an encounter with their mentor and apprentice.

Gu Xiao remembered the siege he had encountered with Duan Qing when he came down the mountain. He remembered that Gu Lifang had come back here after moving, but when he returned, he looked sad, and his hands were scarred.

That was also the first time he saw Master really angry.

Gu Xiao had an intuition that the murderer was directed at them, but they just took a step first, and the murderer who could not find the target took these innocent people to vent their anger.

Overcast that day, Gu Xiao went to commemorate the grave of the dead soul, respectfully bowed his knees, and then turned to their former residence, one by one to investigate.

There are not many people in the village, and the dead people ’s house is almost unlucky. These years have been deserted. Gu Xiao tossed himself into a gray monkey jumping up and down. Only then did he find a dagger left in the house of Xu Niangzi .

The dagger is made with blood grooves and barbs, and it is not difficult to imagine how its owner took it to peel off the skin of an innocent woman. Gu Xiao looked closely for a while and found a small pattern carved on the handle.

The flower resembles a poppy, and it is a peculiar prajna flower peculiar to the southwestern Mizuo Ridge. Because it grows bloodthirsty and uses dead animals as nutrients, it is also called "blood flesh flower".

But there is only one force in the Zongling Ridge-the Burial Soul Palace.

Gu Xiao traced the funeral palace for half a year. Although he walked all the way and stopped, the other party acted weirdly and rarely left a tail, so that he had not officially dealt with the person in the funeral palace yet, but he did not expect to be caught here. opportunity.

Regardless of the old enmity between the Burial Soul Palace and the master and the maid, since they can move their anger to this point, once they find Feiyunfeng, I am afraid it will be a big trouble. Gu Xiao thought about this and finally got serious, and asked, "Where did you escape?"

Chu Yao was young, and I do n’t remember very well. He had to pour beans in a bamboo tube. Gu Xiao took a long time to find clues from these nonsense. He was **** in Mianfeng City and traveled by land for three days in Jinshui Town. Escape the night.

Gu Xiao figured it out in his heart, and found that this group of people's route was all the way west, that is to say, that is to say, they are likely to go to the Zongling Ridge.

After making up his mind, Gu Xiao stopped talking. Chu Yao did not hear the following for a while, and moved restlessly in his arms, carefully asking: "What's wrong?"

Gu Xiao hadn't recovered, and his mouth opened a yellow cavity consciously: "Do not rub the **** young boy casually, be careful to wipe the gun away ... Puff, I didn't say anything."

He suddenly remembered that he was a 7- or 8-year-old baby in his arms, and suddenly felt that the yellow tone was too beast, and quickly hugged the reins.

Chu Yao: "... what do you say?"

"A good boy will learn to pretend to be deaf and dumb." Gu Xiao touched his head lovingly, "Come, go to sleep, or do you need me to tell you a story?"

Chu Yao hesitated for a long while before he "huh" uttered.

Gu Xiao didn't actually read any stories when he was a child. Generally, if he couldn't sleep, he was either hypnotized by the voice of the teacher and sister reading the poems and scriptures, or he was picked up by the master and stayed up all night until he was exhausted to sleep. Miscellaneous books are also small books from Master ’s house, but the things that record the beautiful words of the city are definitely not suitable for children. Gu Xiao asked himself that he is still a beast, and he ca n’t do this. Lack of virtue.

So he decided to make use of his life, and now compile and sell--

"Very far away, there was a cruel and terrible female bandit. She was eight feet long, with a pig-killing knife hanging around her waist. She ate the children's heart every day, and always liked to go down the mountain to grab a man. Later, she grabbed a nice-looking man up the mountain ... "

Chu Yao shook in his arms: "Does she want to make clothes ..."

"You are a ghost story, and it's not true at all." Gu Xiao whispered, "Later, this man became her maid, and the female bandits picked up a child, and then changed the evil and returned to their families. ending."

Chu Yao: "..."

After all, he fell asleep in Gu Xiao's arms, and when he woke up, he found that he had been caught three times in the sun, and he was carried by Gu Xiao behind his back. This **** was taking the flower girl's branch of autumn chrysanthemum in one hand and drinking it with a small jug .

Chu Yao blinked and saw that the surrounding area was full of neighborhoods, and he couldn't help but stunned, almost thinking that he was dreaming.

"... Where is this?"

"Jinshui Town."

Chu Yao was horrified. He had just escaped from Jinshui Town, hiding all the way in the dealer ’s car, bumping out of the city for a day before running out of the city, and ran for more than a day in the wilderness of the wilderness, but did not expect to take a nap. Kung Fu actually returned to this place.

Gu Xiao explained: "Shortly after you fell asleep last night, the rain stopped. I thought about leaving as soon as possible, and seeing that you slept like a dead pig, I simply let go of the horse and took you to the road with light work. Entered the city early in the morning. "

During the speech, he put Chu Yao down, and as soon as the little baby fell to the ground, he drilled behind him, wishing to bury his face in his clothes. Instead, the guy pulled him in front of him, exposing a fat, chubby face to the broad daylight, as if fearing that others might not see clearly.

Chu Yao: "... What are you doing?"

"I took you around Jinshui City for most of the day, but don't say that someone finds faults, not even a sneaky follower." Gu Xiao patted his head and lowered his voice, "This is because they are too bad Take you seriously, or say ... their purpose has been achieved, and it doesn't matter to you such a child as you? "

Chu Yao didn't understand very much, but smelled something unusual from Gu Xiao's words.

Gu Xiao said with a chuckle, but he was not relaxed at all.

Chu Yao ’s child is rich and expensive, and his speech is not like that of ordinary children. It is a temperament that ordinary rich people ca n’t bring up. It can be seen that his identity with that so-called elder brother will not be simple; The bandits just **** two rich children and began to blackmail their fortunes. Since they had taken pains to take them away, why did they not delay their journey after losing one of them, not to mention rushing to search for madness, and even those who stayed behind The tricks didn't stay, which is too strange.

Unless ... the real goal of the Soul Palace is only his brother, and he does not intend to take the child's life, nor is he afraid of leaking the news from his mouth.

Chu Yao looked at the disappearance of the smile on his face, inexplicably a little afraid, and pulled his clothes corner carefully, and asked, "So ... what shall we do?"

Gu Xiao looked down at him and asked, "How many people are tying you?"

"Not many, I didn't count ten fingers twice." Chu Yao thought for a while. "But they drove four cars. My brother and I were **** in the middle, but they were only guarded by two people."

"When your brother let you go, did you say anything or give you something?"

Chu Yao bit his finger for a long time, forcing himself to review the panic and broken memories that night, Gu Xiao also waited patiently.

"He said ... 'The wind is up in the north', and gave me a small cloth bag." Chu Yao felt it all over the body, but it was bumpy all the way. The thing wrapped in rags was lost long ago. He had to work hard to recall what was inside, "The cloth bag is a pinch of black powder, and it smells stinky, like ... well, like the smell of a firecracker during the New Year!"

"North, is there a wind?"

Gu Xiao frowned, his thoughts changed sharply, and at one moment suddenly thunder blew in his mind, his face suddenly changed greatly!

The place of Jinshui City is the junction of north and south. From Mianfeng to Jinshui, the route is a line to the south, so he speculates in advance that the people of the funeral palace want to go back to the Zongling Ridge, but ... there is still a possibility that they are here Abandon the horse and change the boat, go north from the waterway!

Although Gu Xiao did not travel much during this time, he heard about the border wars. He heard that there were rebels in the north, colluding with the barbarians to fight against the soldiers. Fortunately, the border guards would resist the death, and the northern guards were all guarded In the first line of the iron barrel, the rebel thief did not succeed. He had to retreat into the army for seven miles, standing across the river and still staring at him.

The war in the north is urgent, and the inner city is also undercurrent. I heard that some uneasy people have started smuggling salt and iron business, taking advantage of the troubled times to make huge profits, and they should not collude with the traitors. Some martial arts forces in the martial arts have even begun to take over the assassination of the court dignitaries, as well as gunpowder weapons and the like Looting.

The pungent black powder is probably gunpowder, and these two children ...

Gu Xiao narrowed his eyes and looked deeply at the small meatballs in front of him—

He was negligent. There are many people surnamed Chu in this world, but there are not many who really deserve to spend their lives in the funeral palace. Among them, the most expensive and unspeakable are ... The heavens with the surname of the country.