Chapter 78: Butterfly change

Nameless Valley. Silent moonlit night.
Tonight seems to be fifteen, and the moon is exceptionally round. Xiao Se and Lei Wujie rode slowly along the road, looking at the moon in the sky, Xiao Se felt a little bit cold, so he closed his sleeves and looked Lei Wujie, who was looking up at the moon, gave a glance: "What? Are you homesick?"
Lei Wujie nodded: "I miss my uncle."
"Your uncle?"
"Yes, my uncle, Lei Mengchen. He always likes to drink under the moon, one glass after another, and I lived with him before I was six years old, before I met Master. When I was eight, my uncle died. At that time, he had just turned thirty. Master said that he was drunk to death. I regretted it then. I was his only relative, but I didn’t talk to him properly." Lei Wujie murmured .
Suddenly there was a flute sound from the valley, the tune was sad and melancholy, echoing in the valley, there was a feeling of empty heart. Lei Wujie and Xiao Se looked at each other, and Xiao Se pondered for a moment: "Go and see." The two of them continued to move forward, only to see a large clear pond in front of them, reflecting the entire moonlight, and a man with long white hair. The woman was sitting by the lake playing her flute, and many paper butterflies slowly flew up from her. Under the shining of the moonlight, they were shining silver-white light, which looked extremely beautiful.
"Lei Wujie, guess what am I thinking now?" Xiao Se closed his shirt.
Lei Wujie thought for a while: "What a female ghost."
"Just like a king's word." Xiao Se looked at the woman with long white hair, hanging her head and couldn't see the look on her face. He raised his head and wondered if he would see a skeleton face.
The woman put down the flute, but the sound of the flute still didn't echo. She stretched out her hand slightly, and the paper butterflies flew around one after another.
"You can manipulate Feng Jin to make these paper butterflies fly like living creatures." Xiao Se frowned slightly, "I am a master of secrets."
The woman looked at the paper butterflies and finally spoke with a cold voice: "These paper butterflies are called Soul Yindie, and they are used to pay tribute to those who were killed by me. We didn’t know each other, but had to meet each other. This is the helplessness of troubled times. I cannot change this fate. I can only release these paper butterflies, hoping to guide their souls to find their way back."
"Are you the guide of Huangquan?" Xiao Se turned his horse's head slightly, whispered to Lei Wujie, "Ready to run."
"It's a ghost." Lei Wujie was surprised.
"No." Xiao Se shook his head, "More terrifying than ghosts."
Suddenly, the treetop on the right side shook slightly, as light as a fallen leaf hitting it, but Lei Wujie still heard it, and he could hear that it was a man with great skill and light on it. Stepped on a foot.
It's just a momentary thing.
"Four, five." Lei Wujie counted silently in his heart. Just now, he heard at least the sound of five people passing by behind them.
"Xiao Se. Did you hear that?" Lei Wujie asked in a low voice.
"There are five. It's too late to run." Xiao Se sighed.
Lei Wujie held the hilt of the sword, his muscles tightened: "If you can't run, just hit it."
Xiao Se whispered: "Lei Wujie, this time the opponent is different from the previous one. You must remember that they really came to kill."
"I, I seem to feel it." Lei Wujie took a heavy breath, sweat dripping from his forehead. Those paper butterflies flying in the wind flew over the nearby treetops and cut off the entire branches. What was originally a tribute to the dead, has once again become a weapon for murder.
Lei Wujie jumped up from the horse and stepped on the treetops, but found that there was nothing under his feet. In shock, he found that extremely thin, almost transparent silver wires were wrapped around it. "Knife wire!" Lei Wujie exclaimed. The person was already on the ground, but just after standing up, he felt warm in his ears. Someone exhaled softly in his ears.
"Listen to the rain!" Lei Wujie yelled angrily. Hearing the rain sword unsheathed, the moonlight suddenly appeared, and he looked particularly mad in the darkness. Lei Wujie turned around and stabbed a sword behind him, only to find that there was no one there. Xiao Se also got off his horse and approached Lei Wujie: "They will hide their breath, you have to be careful."
Lei Wujie nodded and closed his eyes lightly. He knew that in such a dark night, in front of such an assassin master, he could only fight with his feelings. What he saw in his eyes might send him to death instead. . Listening to the wind to distinguish one's position and blindly killing is the first lesson that big brother Tang Lian once taught him.
The soil under his feet seemed to tremble slightly, Lei Wujie hurriedly swept up, but a silver long sword also broke out of the ground at that moment, and it was able to brush Lei Wujie's chest of clothes, listening to the rain sword swinging. Falling, but that long sword was actually a soft sword, and the two swords immediately entangled Tingyu Sword. Lei Wujie frowned, roared, and lifted his sword into the air. He violently pulled the man holding the sword out of the soil, and kicked the man's chest with his right foot.
Lei Wujie pulled out the Tingyu sword, backed three steps, hit the ground with the sword, panting heavily, but did not dare to take a step forward, because he found that all around him, whether on the ground or in the air, were clothed. Full of those almost transparent silver threads. He could imagine how his body would be cut if these silver threads were tightened at the same time.
Lei Wujie switched the Tingyu sword to his left hand, and with a wave of his right hand, he held the killing sword in his hand and handed out another sword.
There was a thunder on the ground!
There was a sudden explosion in the silent night, razing the entire road in front of Lei Wujie to the ground. The leaves drifted away, and the blade thread receded, but there was something coming through the layers of leaves. In a patch of green, it was very enchanting.
Charming, weird, a life-threatening flower that bloomed in the dark.
The stamens are bright red and the flowers have six leaves. Two flying flowers just broke through the air, one flew towards Lei Wujie, and one flew towards Xiao Se.
Lei Wujie struck the safflower with a single sword, but at the moment when the stamens were split, the six leaves suddenly dispersed and attacked Lei Wujie again. Lei Wujie had to swipe his sword with all his strength and swept all five leaves to the ground. Finally, the leaf was rubbed by the side of his beard.
And Xiao Se hid sideways, and directly grabbed the flower with his hand, but the castration of the flower was unabated. Xiao Seyun started to take a cloud step, his steps changed like clouds and flowing water, and he kept holding the flower in a circle and then stopped safely.
"Very well, it's not in vain that we came all the way to kill you." A strong voice suddenly sounded, which seemed to dilute the tense atmosphere just now. A man carrying a huge sword fell in front of Lei Wujie and Wuyou, with a gentle smile on his face. But Lei Wujie felt that behind the gentle smile was something more dangerous than the four people just now.