The next day.
With a groan, Li Muchan in the wooden house slowly woke up from his old creaking bed.
It was late autumn outside the window, and the vegetation was bleak.
"If you don't wake up, I'll be alone."
Just as he was coming back to his senses, a slovenly old man suddenly emerged from the door, wearing civilian clothes and straw sandals, smiling with a few solitary big yellow teeth, and a wine gourd tied around his waist, and limped in.
The old man was a hunchback, with a stooped back and lame legs. He had a bunch of sparse white hair on his forehead and was extremely skinny.
He was carrying two greasy roast chickens in his hands, and as he walked in, he raised his chin towards the two new tombs in the tomb, and jumped up and said with a smile: "Hehe, the ones who died this time are two swordsmen with great reputations." , there are many sacrifices, I have been guarding them for a long time, and even the old birds in the forest have not been able to take a bite."
The nameless old man, just called "Old Cripple", is a corpse collector in Luoyang City, specializing in collecting ownerless corpses, especially those in the world who thought of becoming famous but died unexpectedly.
The two roasted chickens didn't count, but I saw the old lame man groping for a while, and soon it was like a magic trick. Soon the empty wooden table was filled with all kinds of food, as well as a pot of old wine.
This man is not only gluttonous with food and drink, he is also a hungry ghost in lust, and is extremely greedy for women.
They only met because Li Muchan had invited this person to spend seven days and seven nights in the "Cuifang House" when he was spending a lot of money in the Goulan House.
I thought the two of them would never meet again, but when he was desperate and destitute, the old lame man brought him here to stay temporarily.
Li Muchan slowed down and stood up unsteadily. Then he looked at the furnishings in the house. It looked like it had been cleaned. The roof had also been repaired, and the mouse holes in the corners had been blocked. The house was full of The books are also arranged neatly.
When the old lame man saw Li Muchan looking over, his mouth already full of food and wine, he hurriedly said vaguely: "Don't look at me, this place was completely different when I came here this morning. By the way, where did you go to have a good time last night? Hehehehe , the smell of powder on my body is quite strong."
As the old lame man spoke, he took out a pickled elbow wrapped in lotus leaves from his crotch, handed it to him and shouted: "Try it."
Li Muchan rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Mother Liu came to see me last night."
"Pfft...cough...cough..." The old lame man was startled, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly felt shuddering, "I thought I was ready to accept anyone who came, but I didn't expect you to be more powerful than me, and you can kill those kinds of things." You have to stop talking, you are indeed a great person among men, and you will become a great person in the future."
However, Li Muchan grabbed the wine bottle and took a sip of wine. The spicy taste entered his throat, and he suddenly sobered up a lot. He turned around and walked out.
The old lame man was stunned: "You don't want to eat?"
Li Muchan spat and walked away. His voice came back: "Keep it for yourself. I have to go out."
The old lame man was greatly disappointed and muttered: "Hey, it's really not a good meal. I should enjoy these delicacies by myself."
After walking out of the tomb, Li Muchan's face gradually darkened, and a layer of cold sweat seemed to form on his back. He could not help but shiver when he was blown by the cool breeze in the forest, and even his steps became a little stiff.
Because he saw the old cripple a few days ago. I think he has been living with corpses for many years, and because of his old age, he was infected with corpse poison. He only has half his life left, and his whole body exudes the aura of death.
And that person is definitely not an old cripple.
He resisted the urge to look back.
It seems that the Blue Dragon Society and the Demon Cult are about to take action.
There were also the two new graves. When he passed by them just now, he saw that there was not much pile of soil next to the graves, so the graves must not be deep, so he was afraid that there were no dead people buried in them.
Living person?
ambush.
A few words quickly flashed through Li Muchan's mind, and he frowned when he thought of the scene last night.
With the hands and eyes of the Qinglong Society, I am afraid they have found out that he and Shangguan Xiaoxian have known each other for a long time.
Are you using him as bait?
Li Muchan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he was really pressing on every step of the way, the real old cripple was probably dead.
So who is this old cripple now?
Hall master?
…
It was close to noon. Li Muchan first walked around Luoyang City for a few times, then walked into a casino and won three taels of silver with only a few copper coins. Then he went out and turned left, ate seven more steamed buns, and finally went to The best medical clinic in the city, "Hui Chun Tang", asked the doctor there to carefully check his pulse.
When no hidden dangers such as poison were found, he left with peace of mind.
The long street is noisy, with pedestrians bustling and coming and going. In the inns on the street, many people from the world are drinking and talking, talking to themselves about the major events that have happened in the world recently.
Bai Xiaosheng's "Weapon Spectrum" that ranked the world's masters in the past has reappeared, and Ye Kai, the successor of Xiao Li's Flying Knife, ranked first.
besides,
Fu Hongxue.
Li Manqing.
Xue Qingbi.
Excalibur Villa.
Qixingtang.
…
One after another, the names of those who were regarded as chivalrous saints and swordsmen by people in the world echoed in the scattered crowd.
Li Muchan stopped suddenly, then closed his eyes and took a deep breath. There seemed to be a surge of blood in his chest and abdomen for no reason. His ears were filled with the names of the most amazing and talented people in the world, like an old monk in meditation.
This world...
"Damn it, who the fool dares to stand in my way, get out of here!"
An impatient scolding suddenly erupted. Li Muchan instantly opened his eyes and looked at the fierce and burly man in front of him. He quickly ran away in confusion amid the accusations, causing a burst of laughter.
It wasn't until dusk fell and the sun set in the west that Li Muchan walked out of an inn.
Then go straight to the old temple outside the city.
He had not spent half a day aimlessly, but was testing the people following behind him, as well as the secret agents of the two forces in the city. It seems that the two groups of people were already fighting overtly or covertly.
Because he has seen some faces many times, and some faces only once.
These people are also dressed in different styles. They are inn clerks, storytellers, hawkers, tortoises who solicit customers, peddlers and pawns, all from the top of the market.
Sure enough, his hands and eyes can reach the sky.
It seems that I can’t wait until the day when I become the third flower.
Li Muchan still wanted to get addicted to being named on the gold list, but according to the current situation, the two sides were already incompatible with each other. Now it was just soldiers against soldiers, and it would not be long before it was against generals and kings against kings.
He couldn't sit still and wait for death. The only hope at the moment was the "Luofu Secret Record" left by Dao Twelve. Since the other party deliberately gave away his identity, it was very likely that he would consider such a situation and maybe leave some behind. A means to save one's life.
Li Muchan has never been as eager to live as he is now. As long as he can survive this disaster and get through it, the world in front of him will become different.
The dusk was already darkening, and as he was approaching, he saw Li Muchan walking out of the path between the strange ridges of withered pines. Looking at the old temple hidden in the shadows, he couldn't help but take a few quick breaths, and his heart and lungs seemed to be expanding. .
But thinking that someone must be following him behind him, he suppressed the strange feeling of raging blood. His heavy steps suddenly staggered, and then he ran in quickly, not forgetting to say in panic: "There is a ghost!"
In the dim temple, looking at the blurry outline of the statue, Li Muchan walked closer, knelt down without hesitation, and bowed and kowtowed to the statue.
The sound of his forehead touching the ground was extremely dull.
But in fact, before Jiu Kou touched the ground, Li Muchan felt that a place in front of him collapsed.
He seemed to have guessed the result. He picked up the things inside, then hurriedly stuffed them into his arms, and then covered the shallow pit again.
It was dark outside the temple, desolate and quiet, but there was a faint smell of blood, and there were sounds of sobbing and the sound of heavy objects being thrown down.
Still fighting...
