"boom."
There was a crash, followed by a hesitating voice, "Uh-huh-huh-huh."
Such disordered breathing, is it human?
Baitao walked in.
Then they saw a young man lying on the white bones on the ground. The young man's hands and feet were bound, his hair was messy and unruly, he had a stubble on his chin, and his mouth was stuffed with a piece of linen stuffed with starch.
It was twisting and turning like a spiritual snake, trying to break free.
Seeing someone coming, he moved even more violently, "Uuuuuuuuuuuu!"
No wonder the bat spirit is so easily fooled. Turns out there is really someone behind him?
But why didn't I notice the sound of someone breathing here before? Baitao thought to himself, picking the linen in his mouth with the tip of his sword.
The young man closed his eyes with tears in his eyes. He choked and coughed a few times and said, "Thank you, thank you so much, Heroine. Ugh."
The linen picked out on the ground had holes in it and there were squirming maggots.
Baitao felt deep sympathy for him, "You mortal are so courageous. You dare to leave even here."
The young man had finished vomiting the sour water, and he said: "The evil in this place is evil. It's disgusting, but I am the best swordsman in the world, so I am not afraid."
"The First Swordsman?"
Baitao cut the rope for him and said, "Then what's your name?"
The young man was full of energy. He moved his numb hands, cupped his fists and bowed, "Swordsman, Jing Ke."
"Swordsman, Jing Ke." Baitao said, "My name is Baitao, and I am just an ordinary woman."
Jing Ke Haotuo clasped his fists: "I've seen Miss White Peach before."
Baitao felt that this guy was too polite and polite to wander around the world, as if he was raised by a noble family.
After putting her thoughts aside, she also clasped her fists, and then asked, "Besides meeting the boss's wife and villagers, did you see anything else just now?"
"What about the boss lady and the villagers?"
Jing Ke was confused, "I traveled through the mountains and rivers and came here. When I settled in a village, I heard that this place was once their hometown. However, it has been haunted in the past few decades, and countless villagers have died mysteriously."
"It caused people in the village to panic and migrate en masse. In the past ten years, several villagers reluctantly wanted to come over to find out what happened, but to their surprise, there was no news."
"Confucius said that there are no more monsters and powers that can cause chaos. I don't believe there are any monsters in this world. I came here alone to see who is stationed here to cause trouble."
Bai Tao's eyelids slightly raised: "What then?"
"Not long after we entered, we encountered a group of bats coming out to look for food."
Jing Ke found the sword from the pile of bones and said slowly, "I don't know why, but I fainted. When I woke up, I didn't know who had tied me up, and I saw you."
"As for the boss lady and villagers you mentioned?"
He looked at the crumbling old inn and said, "This place has been abandoned for many years. If you smell the smell here, it must be that there has been no ventilation for a long time. Why are there people gathering here like the proprietress and villagers?"
Baitao: "Oh, then who do you think kidnapped you?"
Jing Ke paused and said, "No, there is no one here. Who tied me up?"
Baitao sneered, "You're still pretending. Do you think that all fairies in the world are equally stupid?"
She didn't even say hello, she slashed his head with her sword.
Jing Ke's pupils shrank, not daring to be careless at all. He leaned back, raised his skull with his toes and threw it towards her sword with a demonic wind.
"boom."
The skull turned into powder.
At the same time, he made a "swipe" sound and drew his sword to block. He looked directly at Baitao with flat lake eyes and said, "You are not in the same group with that goblin. I don't want to embarrass you."
"If you don't want to embarrass me, it's obvious that you can't embarrass me."
Baitao hated this kind of hypocrisy, "You can't even fight the bat spirit, let alone me? Am I right, the monster hunter——"
During the interrogation, they passed another seven or eight moves.
Baitao is completely self-taught in the wild way, and he pays attention to doing whatever he wants.
But this Jing Ke's swordsmanship is truly a combination of human and sword. Even the wind blades it brings are deformed, and the momentum is fierce and fierce.
"I'm not a monster hunter."
Jing Ke's eyes reflected the light of the sword, extremely cold, extremely calm, and extremely determined. This was the real him.
Baitao abandoned the short sword and instead used her five fingers to form claws to hold the sword.
Then there was a long crackling sound, and his long sword was cut off inch by inch. Any fancy swordsmanship was considered fake in the eyes of the goblin.
Baitao grabbed his neck, and Jing Ke lost his sword, just like a warrior lost his life.
He closed his eyes in despair, "Kill me."
"How many demons have died in your hands?"
Baitao gritted his teeth and said.
"No."
His Adam's apple rolled, but his fingers slowly placed on his waist, as if he was about to take something out.
Before he could take action, Baitao pinched his wrist bones and cracked them, "Your speed is not enough in my eyes."
How ridiculous it is for a mayfly to shake a big tree.
It's so ridiculous to use a mantis' arm as a chariot.
Jing Ke had already accepted his fate and mocked, "I am not a monster hunter, I am a swordsman."
Baitao pulled a palm-sized pot from his waist. This was something he had tried to pick but could not.
The pot is extremely delicate and compact.
The red talisman is painted on it, flowing slowly, like a living thing.
Just as she was about to twist it open with one hand, she felt a terrifying sense of crisis, like a knife pointed at her throat with murderous intent.
Baitao's pupils straightened into a vertical line and asked, "What is this?"
Jing Ke said: "Jiuli pot."
"What's it for?"
"Demon refining."
Baitao almost missed him with her sword, "You said you're not a monster hunter, are you teasing me like a fool?!"
"Believe it or not, it's all up to you."
Jing Ke stood upright, his body was as solid as a rock, and even his words were steady, making people involuntarily want to be convinced.
After all, Baitao was not a goblin who liked to kill. Her eyes flickered a few times to make sure he didn't have anything else on him. He was quite weak and could not pose any threat.
Holding the Jiuli Pot in her arms, she slowly let go of Jing Ke's neck.
"Thank you."
Jing Ke's voice was hoarse and sounded breathless.
Pretending to be pretty good, Baitao snorted coldly in his heart, "It's just useless to kill you. Otherwise, with your status as a monster hunter, I would have cut you into pieces long ago."
Jing Ke said bluntly, "I am not a demon hunter."
Baitao: "."
She raised her eyelids, and it was obvious what she meant.
Jing Ke's brows were furrowed like the tip of a sharp knife, "I'm not a human cultivator, I can't unscrew the Jiuli pot, and I can't contain the demon, but I am a swordsman. I can hold a sword in my hand and kill evil spirits. I was born to be a swordsman! "
I see.
Baitao thought about how few people in the world were cultivating demon cultivators, but she never expected that they were so low that they couldn't even unscrew magic weapons. It was really miserable.
Turning around and stepping on the rattling bones, he walked out the door and threw a word to him.
"There are dead people inside, what are you doing in there?"
Jing Ke was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed her out the door.
Baitao checked the horses outside and found that the horseshoes had really been replaced by zombies.
She also found the body of the waiter in a corner. The waiter must have died recently. There was a trace of self-awareness hanging on it, but now it has completely dissipated.
"Jing Ke."
Baitao raised her chin to Jing Ke, who was still standing seven or eight steps away, "Come over and bury this waiter."
After all, he even changed the horseshoe for her. This zombie can't treat him lightly, so let's give her a good burial.
Beside the stream, Jing Ke built a small grave mound with stones.
Baitao sat nearby, set up a bonfire, and roasted two pheasants. Seeing that the grave he built was quite neat, he said, "It's pretty good."
Jing Ke, bathed in the cold moonlight, pressed the last stone tightly, "I have buried my father and mother, as well as the whole family, old and young, with my own hands. I have done it many times, and I am also a skilled person."
Baitao: ".My condolences."
"It's been a long time, it's nothing." Jing Ke clapped his hands and straightened up.
The sky at night is constantly changing, and the light and shadow are flowing together, reflecting each other like a sand painting in this valley wilderness.
He came over and sat down and said, "Besides, it's nice to be alone, carefree and drifting in the wind."
The green eyes of the mandrill are hidden in the dark shadows of the trees on the mountain wall not far away, and there are occasional weeds swaying abnormally around him.
Jing Ke bent one knee, turned the pheasant and said, "I have never stayed on the ground in the wild so late at night. It is really different to have a goblin next to me."
Baitao glanced at him lazily and said nothing.
Jing Ke: "I can't see through your true identity. Are you a vixen?"
"Are you curious?"
Jing Ke looked at the woman in front of her with her beautiful nose and cherry lips. She was so enchanting and pure that even the heaven and earth painted with fine brushwork were reduced to a fairy in front of her.
He said softly: "It seems so."
Baitao ignored it and grabbed a handful of wild grass and added it. The charcoal burned red and made a "Bibi" sound.
Jing Ke said, "Which country are you a fairy from?"
Bai Tao: "Fairies come in different varieties and do not respect national boundaries."
Jing Ke tried to talk to the goblin: "I'm from the Kingdom of Wei, and I'm from the Kingdom of Wei. What about you, are you from the Kingdom of Qin?"
"Yes, my brother is in Qin."
He knew that she also had a goblin brother, and surprise flashed in his eyes, "Brother, your cultivation must be outstanding and play a decisive role in the mortal world."
Baitao was also bored and said, "It's not bad. I became a minor official in the Qin State and spent my time there."
"Are you going to Zhao Country?"
"Yes." Baitao added more grass and said, "What about you?"
Jing Ke: "Me? I don't know where to go. Now my country exists in name only. The country is no longer a country. The land is full of foreigners from Qin. There is no place for our defenders."
"Then you will travel to other countries?"
"yes."
"Why don't you stay in the Qin State? The Qin State is now clear and clear. With your swordsmanship, being an official's retainer is not a problem."
Jing Ke refused and said, "I have also traveled to Qin. I really couldn't understand the laws there, so I left again."
Baitao asked him: "What law?"
Jing Ke spoke every word with an unnoticeable sense of injustice: "If one person breaks the law, ten people will sit together. This is a system that is unique among other six countries in Shandong."
Baitao: "Whenever you go to any country, you must do as the locals do and respect the regulations of other countries, let alone the first-class Qin country."
"No, the Lianzu system is so harsh and cruel that it is outrageous. How can one survive in the Qin State and endure it?"
Jing Ke added a piece of wood, "What's more, what has restrained people throughout the ages has always been public order and good customs, not such inhumane laws."
Maybe he was facing a goblin, knowing that goblins don’t have so many twists and turns.
He opened his heart and said: "In this huge world, if a family wants to move forward, it relies on mutual encouragement and warmth. It is really outrageous to watch each other and report on each other like this."
Jing Ke seems to have resentment against Qin, which is right, Qin and Wei are enemies.
Baitao said: "How many days have you stayed?"
"It's only been three days. In just three days, you can see more than a dozen old men who have been tortured on the street." Jing Ke frowned, "I will never stay in Qin."
Everyone has his own ambitions.
Baitao couldn't be persuaded anymore.
I just think that he, a mortal, can get along with her, and with such extraordinary conversational skills, Brother Zheng will definitely be happy if he can see such a talent.
She licked her teeth regretfully: "It would be great if you could see King Qin."
Jing Ke smiled brightly: "Life is an unexpected journey, and there will always be opportunities to meet."
Jing Ke assassinated the King of Qin.
Jing Ke: (I poke, poke, poke) Hey, you didn’t expect that, did you?
Ying Zheng: (akimbo) (angry) (stomps feet) There are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me!
(End of chapter)
