Chapter 20: Wuyi

This night, the ancient city was shaken, and there was a storm.
There are four exits in Guyang City, except for the three that are controlled by the government. If it is not opened at night, no letter will be opened. Only the remaining Xicheng Gate has been abandoned for many years. The matter of martial arts has always been avoided in the mansion, and the fugitives have gone through a lot of scattered disturbances, some going to the city and some going to the west.
Unfortunately, this road is not easy to go.
Bu Xueyao was so well-organized this time that he mixed his eyes with "Sky Spider", and sent "Hundred Foot" to chase after him. He didn't give the escaped Wulin Baidao a little breathing opportunity and forced them into a trap step by step. Make the other men ambush outside the west gate.
The people in the Funeral Palace are hounds who are waiting for the rabbits. Once they smell the smell of the prey, they hug them excitedly and are about to bite them into pieces.
The prey is getting closer and closer, and they are even excited with blood boiling.
But Shino was in the middle of nowhere, and there was a cry of whimper for no reason.
Miserable and miserable, you are bitter and resentful, and you get three pitiful and seven terrible.
It is pitiful that the weeping person is a woman with pear flowers and rain.
The horrible thing is that the cry is close to them.
One of the men in black only felt horrified, because he was supposed to be empty behind him, but now he had a pair of cold and slippery arms around his neck.
With a "click", the woman cried even more terribly, so terribly that she was mixed with laughter.
The man in black turned his head back, and he saw that he had a woman in white. She had gorgeous makeup on her pale face and tears in the corners of her eyes. She was crying and laughing at him.
He wanted to cut a knife, but the knife was still firmly in his hand, pointing straight ahead.
His people were standing upright, but why did their eyes see behind?
The woman smiled sorrowfully and lifted her leg to kick away the corpse with her neck broken. Her body was like a rootless duckweed and floated to the gate of Xicheng.
There are twenty-four killers here. They fanned the gate of the city, and the woman exposed herself to all of them.
But none of them dare to move.
Behind everyone, there is an extra ghost ghost.
Men and women, young and old, some in ragged clothes, and some in red and green, with different expressions on their faces, mixed emotions and sorrows, but solidified like painting on paper.
The frosty night breeze mixed with rancid smell for no reason, like the corpse after years finally crawled back into the earth from under the mud.
The woman in white looked up and saw a man in plain clothes with wide sleeves coming from the wilderness, tapping the red lips with his finger, and said quietly: "The ghost doctor is here."
Sun Mingfeng ignored the Soul Palace killer who dared not move at the moment, and gave a hand to the woman, smiling with a smile: "The action of Er Niang is still so fast."
The woman in white, known as "Two Niang", cried as if she was crying: "I am not smart when I am a man, I am naturally clever when I am a ghost ... Ghost doctor, what do you do to gather evil spirits within a radius of fifty miles?"
Sun Minfeng extinguished Yu Xiang, a half-finger in his hand, and said, "Sovereign Lord has orders. Within fifty miles of the ancient city, all the ghosts come out of the nest. Be sure to kill the evil dogs in the Burial Soul Palace before dawn.
The ghosts behind the killer all raised their heads, revealing a horrible face, and flashing green light in their eyes like a ghost wolf.
Er Niang said: "Where is the dementia?"
Sun Minfeng raised his hand, and a black jade pendant in the shape of a scimitar fell into the hands of Er Niang.
"The evil spirits come out of their nests, and their lives come--"
Under the wilderness, the killing started, and at this moment, Chu Xiwei was standing in front of the gate of Broken Water Villa.
He ran back with light power all the way, and it took less than half an hour to rush back to this place. Unfortunately, when I looked at it, the whole villa was annihilated in the sea of ​​fire, and the fire was almost burning. Falling down, a splash of Mars spattered.
The heat wave almost stunned his clothes and hair, and the nasal cavity asked a thick scorched smell, mixed with an imperceptible fishy smell, Chu Xi's eyes were cracked, and he almost didn't think about it, just swipe his sleeve. Charge into the flames.
But it was stopped by one person.
That was the panting Xue Chanyi.
Xue Chanyi was ordered by Xie Wuyi to send Lu Mingyuan and others to retreat, and he dared not look back along the way, just fearing that he would never have the courage to leave.
It was not until the Badao people dispersed that she was as relieved as possible to avoid the funeral of the Soul Palace hunter and ran desperately to the villa. As soon as she arrived here, she saw Chu Xiwei rushing into the fire.
"Chu Gong ..."
She didn't finish her words, Chu Xiwei had arrived in front of her, and her hand was stuck in her neck, her eyes were red as blood, and she was almost fierce under the firelight.
"Where is he?"
"You ..." Xue Chanyi was choked with breath, and Chi Xueli waved it out, but he was not avoided by Chu Xiwei.
He suffered this all his life, but his hands were loose, and Xue Chan retreated back as soon as he got out of his sleep.
Chu Xiwei was still staring at him, saying: "Ye Fusheng, where is it?"
At present, it is unclear what this person's position is. Xue Chanyi didn't dare to answer lightly. She subconsciously ran away with light skills and expected to escape. Chu Xiwei grabbed her ankle and threw it hard, Xue Chan The clothes were held on the ground by him, and he was smashed in the back, suddenly staring at Venus.
The cold hand pinched her chin, forcing her to face her eyes.
Xue Chanyi immediately buzzed in his head, and countless pictures rolled like a vortex, and finally there was a bang, leaving only a piece of blood in front of him.
Chu Xiwei's voice was like a ghost coming back from the eighteenth floor of hell, with a cruel and irresistible temptation: "Ye Fusheng, where is it?"
Xue Chanyi shivered and looked amused.
"... Look, sea, tide."
The voice was not down, Chu Xiwei had turned into a ghost, and quickly rushed away under the night.
All the way through, he had arrived at the forbidden area of ​​Houshan for less than a cup of tea.
However, he only saw the broken machinery, the broken dragon stone, and the familiar woman's body on the ground.
In addition, only one blood trace remained on the ground, winding forward, and finally disappeared under the boulder.
The blood master entered the forbidden area, but unfortunately the entrance has been sealed here, then only ...
Sen Leng's eyes flicked on the woman's body, Chu Xiwei slipped a tube of piccolo in his sleeve, leaned over his lips, and carried a sharp, long whistle.
The flute sounded like a sharp ghost, and the ears were so painful that after a while, ghosts were enough in the distance.
"Empress her, and then extinguish the fire at the Broken Water Villa."
Throwing away this sentence, Chu Xiwei Yun Xia Fei walked away, he flew at low altitude, all the trees and trees were broken by the inner strength, splitting the shortest diameter.
He was always lazy when he practiced martial arts in his childhood. He believed that Wufu was reckless and humiliating, and he refused to learn more.
Until now, he fought for life and death, but he wanted to be faster.
He hated that his eyes were impaired even more. He hated not staying for more than seven days and did not take a look at the man himself.
Until now, I missed my shoulder and regretted it.
For a moment, Chu Xiwei had seen the end of the cliff, he did not hesitate to lift his breath and jumped down.
Ten years later, I am the leader, waiting for you to take it, I will never go back on my word.
Master, for ten years, they all said that the scourge has been left for thousands of years, and you really are still alive.
Since you survived, you will not be allowed to die before I kill you.
"……Are you ok?"
In front of him was the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers. Xie Li was in such a panic for the first time in his life, and he didn't even fully react. It suddenly felt very cold, so cold that he shivered.
He cried in his throat for a while, but did not get a response. When he rolled in, Ye Fusheng reached out to protect his head and face. The hand was now covered with tears and snots, but Ye Fusheng didn't say anything. He did not move his hands.
Xie Li felt that his hand was getting colder and still trembling slightly.
He got up from Ye Fusheng's arms, but it was too dark here, and he could not see anything. He could only fumble around. As a result, he felt a damp and hot behind Ye Fusheng's back. Even if he didn't look, Xie Li knew that is blood.
He was so scared that his scalp was numb, and he was trembling with speech: "You, you ..."
Ye Fusheng knew that his current situation was very bad.
He has been poisoned by the dream for more than a month. Since then, he hasn't been sleeping for a while. He dared to take a short nap. He was afraid that he would indulge in a dream after half a slack. God knows what to do.
However, after all, people are flesh and blood, even if the hardest shell is cast with steel, it will inevitably rot and die from the inside.
Bi Wushi once again got a poison needle, which induced the poison of the dream that had been strongly pressed. Just now, after being attacked by Li Feng, he exerted his full strength to kill lightly, and his internal interest rolled over and messed up. stay awake.
He couldn't hear Xie Li's voice clearly. There was darkness in front of him, and some strange figures flashed occasionally, buzzing in his ears, but it was all noisy and noisy, as if to put his entire brain on the horse's honeycomb. Here, he was stabbed with numerous poisonous stings.
One thought is born and six desires are raised, while one thought is destroyed and seven feelings are broken.
He pushed Xie Li away and propped his knees up to get up, but his right leg was unconscious, and the whole person sat back again, his whole body shaking like sieve.
Xie Li crawled over at a loss: "What's wrong with you, don't scare me, I'm afraid ..."
His voice came to an abrupt stop, Ye Fusheng's hand was covering his face, and his five fingers squeezed so hard that his bones hurt, as if to crush this brain melon seed.
Xie Li's hands and feet were cold, blood rushed to his head for a while, and his heart beat like a drum.
Fortunately, Ye Fusheng released him.
Xie Li was vigorously thrown out, and his back hit the wall, and his tears burst into pain, but he only heard two clicks in the dark-Ye Fusheng's right hand that could move himself The left leg unscrewed the mortar.
The severe pain cleared his mind a bit and hissed: "Go."
Xie Li lay flat on the ground, repeating in a daze: "Go?"
"... Close this stone door, the organ is seven inches above your head, and then find a place to hide." Ye Fusheng narrowed his eyes, barely seeing the layout of the stone room in the dark, "Don't come over no matter what you hear. ... with a water-cutting knife, whoever is against you will stab him in the past. "
The water-cutting knife hit Xie Li in front of him. He was holding it in one hand, but instead of feeling safe, he was even more afraid.
He shivered: "What's wrong with you?"
"Cough, cough ... children don't ask too much, it's annoying." Ye Fusheng wiped out the coughed blood foam, and leaned against the wall weakly. "You obedient, go."
Xie left his hands and feet and crawled over the ground, trembling to touch his forehead, feeling a cold sweat.
He was stunned, and suddenly hugged Ye Fusheng, howling and crying: "What is wrong with you ... Don't scare me, don't leave me behind, I'm really afraid ..."
"I beg you, don't leave me alone ..."
Tears smeared Ye Fusheng's face, and he swallowed a bite of blood that he would cough out again, and smiled bitterly: "Silly boy, in this world, who can't live without someone ...
The voice was not down, the internal force was stagnant in the meridians, Ye Fusheng's face was instantly white, and he reached out to push Xie Li away.
Xie Li was taken aback, grabbed his hand anxiously, and was thrown out of the door with force.
Ye Fusheng shook his whole body and shouted, "Go!"
A brave wind came, the sky splitting the organ, and the stone door fell quickly. Xie Li only felt that flying dust was on his face. He moved forward and bumped into the cold stone door.
His six gods have no master, and finally burst into tears.
No matter how many pretense is mature, after all, it is just a child.
"Ye Fusheng! Ye Fusheng ..."
Xie Li pulled out a water-cutting knife and slashed desperately. His eyes were red with tears, and all his strength gathered in his hands. His feet were as soft as noodles.
No matter how close you are.
Xie Li finally fell to the ground, still smashing his fist into the door, crying almost out of breath, sobbing: "Open the door! What's the matter ... please, open the door ..."
However, he was so exhausted that he didn't hear the slightest noise in the door, and his small body was trembling, as if it had become a camel pressed on the last straw.
He cried out in tears and muttered: "Daddy, mother ..."
The world is boundless, and the three mountains and five mountains have no home.
Ye Fusheng paralyzed in the stone chamber motionlessly, the only movable left hand flexed and stretched, and finally clenched into a fist, his nails deeply embedded in the flesh, bloody.
The breath in his chest almost exploded, and his brain was tangled in a lot of things. What he saw and what he heard was changed instantly. Numerous faces flashed before his eyes. Without exception, they were all blood. Dripping appearance.
Ye Fusheng screamed. He wanted to retreat, but he couldn't retreat.
Gradually, he laughed again. The peach-eyed eyes of the empty sky were like two cold lakes, and the silence was so shocked that only the stronger the laughter, the unhappiness, only the heartbreak.
You dog thief, who acts as a tiger, commits chaos, and deserves to die!
Livestock, Livestock!
Dog minion, this palace ca n’t kill you today, and it turns into a ghost after death, curse you must not die!
Master, why are you? Why is that you!
...
"Not to die ... heh."
You Meng confuses memory and reality. Everything you see and hear is engraved in your heart but you ca n’t look back.
Ye Fusheng raised his head and closed his eyes. The smile at the corner of his mouth almost solidified, and his trembling body gradually weakened, like a dying fish.
In a trance, he heard a loud noise, like a thunder blowing in his head, and then, Xie Li's crying from far to near, Ye Fusheng barely looked at it, the faint fire tingled his eyes, showing the outline of a person.
Chu Xi lifted the fire-folder slightly, used his internal force to split the stone door, and the fire dispersed the darkness of the room, and suddenly saw a person curled up in the corner.
This time, Chu Xiwei finally saw his face.
In the ten years, he engraved the man's appearance in his heart, dreaming back at midnight, he wished he could eat his meat raw, but he could quickly be lost.
The person in front of him was still what he remembered, but he was very embarrassed, covered in blood and sweat, gray-faced, hands and feet curled up on the ground unnaturally, and his head was crooked.
He seemed to have been splashed with cold water, and he felt cold. Chu Xiwei didn't know how ugly his face was now, but he knelt on one knee, shaking his hand and touching Ye Fusheng's face.
Ye Fusheng seemed to feel the movement, struggling to open his eyes, confused as a person who had not yet woken up, without showing the shadow of anyone, and then he would close again.
If he really closes, he may never wake up again.
"No, I won't let you sleep ..." Chu Xiwei's throat was dumb. He clasped Ye Fusheng's shoulders. The thousand words he had thought for ten years were so difficult to say at the moment.
"... Master, Chu Yao came to the ten-year contract. I won't kill you. Do you dare to die?"
The man in his arms shook, as if he had listened to this sentence, his eyelids were trembling, his left hand was raised with difficulty, and he felt Chu Xiwei's face.
It was a pity that he didn't feel it clearly, and he was completely relieved. The cold fingers suddenly slipped from under Chu Xiwei's eyes, and the blood remaining on the fingertips left a tear-like red mark on the pale face.
"Master!"