The Pihu Seal is crystal clear and translucent. The color of the imprint base is slightly darker. There is an animal similar to a lion attached to the base. Under the base is the place for embroidering tattoos. Whatever you want can be carved on the base. It will be carved in less than three days. The pattern on it automatically disappears and returns to its original state. Such a magical thing may only be made by gods.
Leng Luanan held it tightly in her arms. The tattoo on her shoulder could no longer hurt her. But now that she had obtained the Pihu Seal, Leng Luanan could truly say goodbye to the past. From now on, that dark memory could only be a memory. .
Long Yun also found what he needed - ten thousand layers of glazed bones. Touching it, Long Yun felt the traces of time, and an unyielding might conveyed the original owner's wishes to him, as if the words of the past were heard in his ears. The deafening voice: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Long Yun didn't know why the original owner of the bones had such strong murderous intent, and even had a desire to soar to the sky, lamenting the injustice of the world?
Not only were these two items placed in the three cabinets, Long Yun and others found some things they liked inside, and then the four of them went their separate ways, wherever Liu Nan and Leng Luanan went. Yu Ping first went to Yao Lan'er and then met Long Yun, while Long Yun wanted to go to Lian Yue and Lian Xin first and return Lian Xing to them.
Compared with the other three people who packed a lot of things in big bags and small bags, Long Yun only took away one item, a ring, which was made of the same material and color as the Pihu Seal. It was very comfortable to wear, and its appearance was exquisite, making it difficult to see. Apart from the glazed bones, Long Yu only took a fancy to it if there were no traces of its manufacture.
Youfeng Laiyi is the only inn within a hundred miles. Because the owner is a good person and he pays money to Bichun Pavilion on time every month, this business is possible. The most important thing is that this place needs an inn. , otherwise everyone would be gone, where would they plunder in Bichun Pavilion?
Lian Yue and Lian Xin felt uncomfortable when they entered the inn. They didn't smell any odor or see anything disgusting, but they just felt uncomfortable and had an indescribable feeling. They originally proposed to leave here and change places. , but this was the only inn nearby. Xiang Lingru was afraid that Long Yun would not find them, so the three of them stayed.
The inn is large or small. It has two floors. There are five tables on the first floor and twenty benches around the tables. There are two doors at the front and back, one for entering the inn and one for entering the backyard kitchen. There is a small door and a counter next to it. The shopkeeper usually stays here, calculating accounts with an abacus and staring at the customers who come and go. Anyone who wants to default on their debt can't escape his eyes.
There are two guest rooms on the second floor. The doors of the guest rooms are boarded up and you can't see inside. There are stairs going up and down next to them. The bottom of the stairs is facing the counter. The shopkeeper can also see the guests coming upstairs, killing two birds with one stone.
Because there were so many people and it was so close to Bichun Pavilion, Lian Yue and others asked for a guest room. Although there was only one bed and no partitions, there were tables and chairs. They just took a rest here. Wait for Long Yun to return. Even if it takes longer, it's still manageable for a night.
Why not two guest rooms? Because the guest room inside has been occupied by someone for a long time, I don’t know who it is, and they haven’t come out yet.
The three of them asked for a guest room and hid in the house, fearing that someone from Bichun Pavilion would pass by and cause unnecessary trouble.
There were three tables of guests sitting on the first floor. They were on their way and not staying in the hotel. They took a short rest here, ate, drank, and talked about anecdotes about the world. m.
There were six people sitting at a table against the wall, an old man with white hair, five young people, one in red, one in green, and the other three in gray.
There were three people sitting at the table near the counter. They were all men, but they all wore earrings on their ears. They were very big, and the earrings were bigger than the ears. They were golden.
There were two people sitting at a table near the door, both wearing splendid clothes with tattoos of lions, tigers, wolves, leopards and various beasts on them.
The table against the wall was the loudest, the other two tables were all whispering and nothing could be heard.
No one could tell that the people at these three tables were not ordinary people. The food and drinks they had were the best in the store. When Xiang Lingru came in, he found that their Qi and blood were stable and deep. They were almost all virtual warriors, but they were not green warriors. People from Spring Pavilion, why do these imaginary people come to the territory of Bichun Pavilion in Luoyang Mansion?
Is it to deal with Bichun Pavilion? Or is there some kind of deal between them?
These people had to be on guard, so Xiang Lingru let Lianxin and Lianyue hide on the bed, while he held his breath and put his ear to the door frame to eavesdrop on what they said.
"Mr. Zhao, have you heard about what happened in Wushuang City some time ago?"
The white-haired old man put down the tobacco bag in his hand, glanced at the young man in red with ulterior motives, and said, "I heard, what's the matter?"
Hongyi: "He Long Yun can do it even as a young kid, so why should we be afraid! Why not..."
"Hmph, you kid, the longer you live, the more you go back. In the eyes of us Xushi, what is the meaning of the dynasty? We can't control what they did before, but they can't control us either!"
Hongyi: "No, Mr. Zhao, what I mean is that Long Yundu killed the pavilion master of Jinghai Cihangzhai, but nothing happened. We might as well build a dynasty for fun. This will be a lot more convenient for us." !”
"The Five Holy Lands do not allow Xu Shi to participate in state affairs, don't you know?"
"Humph, what majesty does the Five Holy Lands have now! The pavilion master was killed, and he didn't even dare to fart. Even if they have many empty scholars, most of them are probably just wine and rice bags. If they hadn't accumulated too much power before, they would have been kicked out long ago. Well, the most irritating thing is Jinghai Cihangzhai, a sect composed of a bunch of girls, it is also worthy of being called a holy place!"
"Mr. Zhao, why don't we rush to Wushuang City tomorrow, destroy the Dragon Mansion, and build our own country in Wushuang City? Wouldn't it be great!"
The white-haired old man took a few puffs from his pipe, squinted his eyes and enjoyed it comfortably, turning a deaf ear to the words of the man in red.
"Mr. Zhao! Mr. Zhao!"
The man in red gently pushed the old man. The old man closed his eyes, leaned against the wall, and said, "I didn't hear what you just said. If you are seeking death, don't implicate us brothers!"
The man in red was not reconciled to the old man's words, and felt in his heart that the old man was old and timid, but on the surface he said respectfully: "I don't dare, I don't dare, I'm just talking!"
"The Long Yun he's talking about is...?"
Xiang Lingru never expected that this seemingly ordinary young man would be so courageous and dare to kill the pavilion masters of the Five Holy Lands. But then again, why was there no movement in the Five Holy Lands? Could it be that his martial arts has really reached the point where even the Five Holy Lands are helpless?
Are the pavilion masters of the Five Holy Lands killed so easily? Then why are they giving orders in the arena? According to what the old man said, the Five Holy Lands are still not easy to mess with, even scary. Why is this?
Xiang Lingru was an extremely ordinary hypocrite, without any sect or sect, nor well-informed. He could not imagine the reason, nor could he imagine that the Five Holy Lands, which had made many sects surrender, could not do anything to Long Yun.
No wonder he is so confident that even Bichun Pavilion doesn't look down on him!
The people at the table against the wall spoke loudly, not afraid of being heard. The young man in red discussed the Five Holy Lands unscrupulously, and his words were very disrespectful, but no one came out to refute or reprimand, and his words fell behind the other two. There was no ripple in the ears of the people at the table. Don't mind other people's affairs. In the world, it is more or less a golden rule. Who knows if he did it on purpose?
Killing people is a common thing in the world, but killing people just because they disagree is not allowed. Once word spreads, people will rise up and attack, not because there are too many righteous people, but because of who I don't want to be the next person to be killed for no reason. It's always best to eliminate the threat as soon as possible. It's the same for everyone.
Suddenly, at a table near the counter, a man with an earring said loudly: "Heaven."
The other two people at the same table were startled. This sentence was very abrupt and had nothing to do with what they were just talking about. It was also loud, louder than the young man in red, and everyone in the entire inn heard it. .
Another guy wearing an earring said, "What are you talking about?"
I saw that the person who said the words "heaven" had his eyes wide open and his eyes were dull, facing forward.
Others in the inn were confused. What does this mean? ?
Are you opposed to what the young man in red said just now?
But that’s not what “heaven” means!
While a group of people were in a daze, a young man in gray clothes at the table against the wall began to glow with a faint white light. Before he even noticed it, his body was shattered piece by piece. The gap that started to break was not big, and the human shape could still be maintained. But after a while, the gap expanded and the whole person was scattered on the ground. From the beginning to the end, the young man did not react at all, nor said a word.
After all the fragments fell to the ground, they gradually disappeared. The blood did not flow out and disappeared together with the fragments.
If anyone came in at this time, they would definitely think that there were only two men in gray clothes, because the third one disappeared without leaving any trace, not even a trace.
The people present were horrified. The young man in red pointed at the man wearing the earring with a trembling finger and said, "Why did you kill him?"
After the young man in gray clothes disappeared, the person who said "Heaven" had clear eyes, not at all dull like before. He continued to talk to the other two people about what had just happened, as if he had not seen the man in gray clothes disappear.
Another man wearing earrings at the same table said: "Why did you say heaven just now?"
"What heaven? When did I say that?"
"There were three men in gray sitting at the table against the wall just now. Can you see them?"
"Saw!"
"Why is there one missing?"
"Why is one missing? How do I know? Maybe I went out just now... One is missing!!!"
The man wearing the earring suddenly stood up, "I was talking to you just now, and I glanced at the table. There were three men in gray clothes. I didn't see him go out! Why is he missing?"
This feeling is like a person suddenly disappearing in front of your eyes. You didn't see him make any movements, and there was nothing blocking you, but he just disappeared, not all at once, but disappeared as if he had never existed before.
If it weren't for the reminder from the people at the same table, he would even begin to doubt his memory. There were only two people in gray at that table just now?
"Why did you say heaven??"
"Didn't I say heaven?"
"Everyone in this inn heard what you just said loudly: "Heaven!"
"I never said that. Didn't I just say how we can get there as soon as possible, and then you asked me why I said heaven? I never said that!"
At this time, the entire inn was silent, and no one knew what was going on. The person wearing the earring did not seem to be pretending to be nervous, but he saw what happened just now. Why is this?
The young man in red took back his trembling hand and looked at the white-haired old man: "Old Zhao, this, this...?"
Some people died, but not completely...
