The Ninth Prince was startled by me: "Why are you so surprised?"
I quickly said: "If that young master is in Luoyezhuang, as soon as we leave, will he come back and destroy Luoyezhuang and then put the blame on us?"
The Ninth Prince rolled his eyes and said: "The other party may kill people, but they will not frame the blame. Qimen Guardians have a secret method of rapid communication, and Miao Feng has already contacted other Guardians. If the other party wants to frame the blame, he needs to do something Making more arrangements may not achieve the expected results. If we continue to do this kind of thing, the gains outweigh the losses."
When the Ninth Prince said this, he suddenly remembered the bet between us and Luoye Village: "Brother Ye, first take a look, is there any problem with the hidden killings obtained from Luoye Village?"
I also looked over to Ye Sanqi curiously. I really wanted to know what the "hidden killing" that Ye Sanqi had risked his life to get back was?
Ye Sanqi had just placed the secret box containing the "Hidden Kill" device on the table, when his eyes suddenly turned cold and he looked towards the door.
When I followed his gaze, there was already a knock on the door outside.
When I instinctively drew my sword, Ye Sanqi had already said, "Come in!"
"I was waiting for Yili to visit, but Mr. Ye let us in by ourselves. Isn't it against the way of hospitality?" The people standing outside the door should be two men and two women. Four people spoke at the same time, but their pronunciation was not the same. Difference. If it hadn't been rehearsed beforehand, then the tacit understanding between the four of them would have been terrifying.
Ye Sanqi raised his hand while sneering, but I stepped forward and pressed his hand down, whispering: "Master, I'll open the door."
Except for the young master from the Yanshengmen, there would be no one else who could come to provoke him at this time. If we don't open the door, we will lose more than just Ye Sanqi's face.
If Ye Sanqi opened the door, it would be equivalent to him personally greeting that young master's subordinates. Those people were not qualified to do so.
Of the four people in the room, I was the youngest and had the lowest status. No matter from any angle, I should open the door.
Ye Sanqi looked at me with a bit of hesitation in his eyes, but the Ninth Prince nodded and said: "Go! Don't lose Qimen's magnanimity."
I smiled at Ye Sanqi, turned and walked towards the door.
"Opening the door" is a simple matter in the eyes of ordinary people, and there is not so much emphasis on it. However, there are many ways to open and close doors in the world.
If the other party wants to give me a blow, the moment I open the door, I will either die or be seriously injured.
I walked to the door in a few steps, pulled the bolt, and slowly pushed the door open with both hands. The biting Yin Qi surged from outside the door. I shivered immediately. When I looked outside, I saw What arrived were four men and two women wearing the same clothes, with the same faces, and holding the same wooden box in their hands.
Although these four people are all living people, they feel like people measured with a ruler. From their body shapes to their clothes, and even their posture when they stand, I can't tell who is who with my eyesight. Come?
The four people bowed slightly to me at the same time and said, "Thank you!"
The other party did come as a courtesy, and the yin energy just now was just something naturally revealed from their bodies, and they had no intention of attacking me.
I turned sideways: "Please!"
After the four people nodded to me again, they walked into the room and lined up. They all bowed and said: "The four ghosts under Mr. Wuxia's sect have met Mr. Qimen and Mr. Miao."
Ye Sanqi nodded and said: "Master Wuxia, what do you want to do?"
The four ghost envoys said at the same time: "In the battle at Luoyezhuang, Chang Gui and Luo Yunxi made the young master very dissatisfied. Many of their actions not only failed to meet the requirements of the young master, but also lost the young master's face. But the two of them were dead, and the young master No further pursuit.”
"Luo Fengxia's threat to Young Master Ye has nothing to do with my young master. There is no need for others to intervene in the battle between the fourth young master and the fourth young master. To avoid trouble, the young master has ordered the four of me to execute everyone in Luoye Manor. Luo Fengxia, Feng Nian , Yang Kun’s head is here, please take a look at it, Mr. Ye.”
While the four ghosts were talking, they placed four boxes on the table. As expected, there were three heads and a wine jar.
The four ghosts said: "This jar of 'hero's blood' is my young master's apology to Young Master Ye. I hope Young Master Ye will accept it with a smile."
"At the same time, the young master asked us to tell Mr. Ye that he is waiting for the young masters at the ancestral grave of the Miao family."
Ye Sanqi just glanced at the head and said: "Thank you Master Wuxia for me. Also, tell him to keep the empty box and I will use it to hold his head."
"We will definitely bring you Master Ye's original words." The four ghosts said without any sign of anger: "I won't disturb Young Master Shuang's rest, farewell!"
When the four ghosts backed up and went out, they didn't forget to close the door.
The Ninth Prince looked at the wine jar left on the table and said, "Ye Jinglong, do you see anything?"
"No!" I told the truth. Apart from feeling that the four ghosts were a little weird, I really didn't see anything else.
The Ninth Prince said: "Young Master Wuxia is just like his name, he pursues perfection no matter what he does. He has used the knife on those four people, otherwise, they would not be able to tell the difference."
"The same goes for the three heads. Although Mr. Wuxia couldn't make them exactly the same, he could make them the same height. Moreover, in order to keep one of the four ghosts empty-handed, he even poured a jar of hero's blood."
The Ninth Prince couldn't help laughing when he said this: "I don't know if this young master is stupid? In order to make up for that little flaw, he even added a jar of hero blood. Let me see what level this hero blood is?"
In Mr. Wuxia's case, if he were to look at it now, he should be suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder. At that time, there was no word for obsessive-compulsive disorder, so the Ninth Prince could only explain Prince Wuxia's behavior by pursuing perfection in everything.
The Ninth Prince said: "Hero's blood is the unique brew of the Weisheng sect. The main raw material is the blood of famous masters. It is said that hero blood is divided into three types: warrior, warlock and half-demon according to the different characters who take the blood. As raw materials The higher the master's cultivation level, the more fragrant and mellow the brewed wine will be, and the more benefits it will bring to the drinker."
While the Ninth Prince was speaking, he picked up the jar and poured the wine into the cup. A faint bloody aroma of wine instantly filled the room, but my eyes kept staring at the drink poured out by the Ninth Prince - I had never seen it before. After drinking such a viscous wine, if it weren't for the aroma of wine floating in the air, I would have thought that what the Ninth Prince poured out was the kind of cough syrup sold in foreign pharmacies.
The cup of hero's blood was not only as thick as syrup, but even the color was exactly the same. The Ninth Prince couldn't help frowning and said: "What is this? Warriors are wine-red, warlocks are wine-clear, and half-demon is clear with a hint of green. This kind of black color Why haven’t you heard of the wine? Also, the viscosity of this wine is wrong.”
Ye Sanqi said: "This is the blood of ghosts and gods."
