Some people are heroes, and some people seek fame and fame.
Of course, you can't sum up everything about a person in a few words or one sentence. After all, life changes with various circumstances.
There were corpses everywhere in a luxurious manor in a certain county. Blood and rainwater flowed from the dog hole into the river outside the wall. There was a girl in white standing in front of a low-level monk on the stone bridge in the back garden. Her cultivation in the middle stage of Qi refining was considered a master in the secular world. However, at this time, the image of disheveled hair was not at all on his knees begging for mercy.
"Tell me where your last family is."
"I……"
The monk hesitated, and suddenly his collar was lifted up, and he faced directly into those terrifying eyes that emitted a faint red light...
Bai Yu found it very interesting. A group of low-level martial arts masters, low-level monks, squires, scholars, or tomb robbers, with low strength, dared to plot a powerful Jiao. Even the masters of Jindan Yuanying did not dare to think of something. These people actually plotted for many years. It's really I don’t know whether to admire them or despise them.
There is no threat, and small tricks in the secret are like a chicken and a dog in the face of absolute strength, vulnerable.
Open your cherry mouth to reveal sharp fangs!
"No...don't eat me...please spare me..."
Sneer, a sneer from the bottom of my heart.
"I don't know whether I should praise you or despise you. I am a Nascent Soul monster. I can call up the clouds and rain, stir up the thunder in the nine heavens, and I can flow into the rivers and lakes and set off huge waves. You, a bunch of rats, dare to secretly damage my reputation, haha , I was wondering if I should pay monks to kill you, but I prefer to do it myself."
"I...I was just confused for a moment..."
"Confused? No, no, no, you are not confused at all. You actually know how to use the words of the people of Youyou to harm my way. Fortunately, I am no longer afraid of the human race's words and deeds. There is nothing you can do about me."
"Yes...why do you care about this little trick when you are so powerful..."
The monk was scared to death. He still had several decades to live and he didn't want to die here. If he had known this, why bother in the first place? It would have been better if he had not interfered with this matter.
"Of course I care. Now please tell me who your last family is and where it is. If you tell it, you will live. If you don't tell it, you will die. This is a single-choice question."
"I……"
He was very entangled. Everyone has his own pride and persistence in his heart, but when faced with life and death, he would waver. He wanted to be strong but couldn't. All the benefits of living flashed through his heart. Pride and persistence constantly reminded him that he should be loyal. The oath passed through my mind over and over again...
Drenched in sweat, his fists clenched and unclenched.
Sometimes he really wished that he could be brave enough to be killed by the evil dragon with dignity, but he didn't want to die. Luxurious houses with delicious food and beauties kept passing before his eyes, so that he could enjoy young and beautiful beauties and drink and eat them while he was alive.
"well……"
"I said, they are all at the Li family in Wuhai City..."
After saying this sentence, I felt as if I had lost all my strength. I felt overwhelmed with guilt and cursed myself secretly. I never thought that one day I would do something treacherous. How sad!
Bai Yu smiled, bent down and knelt, and pushed straight up to the sky with a whooshing sound.
On the stone bridge in the garden, the monks knelt down and howled...
"I'm a waste, I'm sorry for you..."
"But I really don't want to die..."
"The white dragon is too powerful, you can't fight it..."
He was looking for reasons for himself and cried heartbreakingly. A man in his forties or fifties cried loudly because he was timid and cowardly, blaming himself and crying loudly. It was also because from today on, he was no longer the righteous man he was before. , but a villain, a traitor, and a pathetic person.
In the sky, a stream of light headed straight towards Wuhai City.
Night falls.
On a dark moonlit night in Jianghan, a lone lamp under the eaves of the street corner illuminates the drizzle.
The eaves provide shelter from the rain. Bai Yu sits in front of the shop with the guqin lying horizontally, carefully adjusting the music. The light rain tonight is suitable for playing the guqin. I haven't played the piano for a long time and the strings are not in tune, so I have to adjust it slowly.
There are only a few lanterns on the street, and the pale candlelight of the overhead lanterns barely illuminates the stone road. Opposite is a wealthy family, with the two characters Li Fu written on the plaque on the top of the door.
The sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance, and a carriage was slowly approaching, with a lantern swaying in front of the carriage.
Famine is a necessity for the rich. If you don't delay in eating, drinking and having fun, you might even make a lot of money. Nightlife is inseparable from brothels and casinos. Life must be full of fun. If you don't go to a brothel to drink flowers and wine for a long night, you can try new things. What else can you do? Do you think you are fat, ugly and have a yellow face at home?
In the carriage, the wealthy man was lying down, savoring the experience, narrowing his eyes slightly and smiling.
The sound of the piano sounded in the night for no reason...
The sound of the piano is like the tinkling of spring water, pleasant to the ears and soothing to the heart.
Bai Yu strummed the strings once and then continued to adjust them. He twisted them back and forth to find the feeling, and then played them again. He pricked up his ears and carefully discerned the details of the sound. Of course, he had to do his best in everything he did.
The rich man was curious about who was playing the piano in the middle of the night, and he felt that it was playing more beautifully than the courtesan of a brothel.
Get off the car and prepare to go home.
The sound of the piano sounded again, as if someone was playing the piano behind me. When I wanted to look back and see who it was, I suddenly noticed from the corner of my eyes that the stone pile in front of the door seemed to be cut diagonally by some sharp blade...
Half of the stone piles fell to the ground and the cuts were smooth. How is this possible?
The old servant drove the carriage slowly away to park in the backyard. He did not notice that the owner of the house was standing at the door with a frightened expression. The old horse lantern swayed further and further away, and the music of the piano tinkled behind him. The old servant felt that the rich man Even if you are too busy, playing and singing is not fun at all. It is not as interesting as those who play trumpets and sing dirty jokes at weddings and funerals in the village.
The rich man slowly raised his foot to knock on the door. Suddenly, the door knocker made by the best blacksmith in the city shattered!
The broken door knocker whirled and fell to the ground. After playing it twice, it became completely silent. The unique sound of tuning strings came from behind again. He wanted to push the door open with all his strength, but he didn't dare to move...
Turn to the direction of the piano sound.
Under the pale lantern, there is a girl with long hair in white sitting upright, lowering her head and busy.
"Who is your Excellency?"
Bai Yu didn't raise his head or speak, and concentrated on playing the guqin. When the guqin was played again, the man would die. Before that, it would be his last time.
The rich man smiled miserably, opened his arms and closed his eyes.
The piano sounds.
The man's shadow on the wall suddenly split into two parts...
Bai Yuqi left with his guqin in his arms. The figure in the white dress with long hair gradually disappeared at the end of the dim street. The rest of the people were not in the Li Mansion. The man from the Li Mansion just now smelled like a low-level monk from before. The two of them were in constant contact, and there was someone riding on them. The brothel smells like a brothel. The brothel is most likely a gathering place. If you go and see now, you might be able to catch a few. Human characteristics rarely move after dark and cannot run away.
Arriving in front of the brothel, the infrared sensor was fully turned on, as if x-rays penetrated the wood and painted the brothel into a three-dimensional image, searching for abnormalities.
In the end, a dozen martial arts warriors and low-level monks with strong vitality were targeted. There must be something wrong with so many masters gathering in a hidden room in the corner. You can smell the scent to know if they are targets.
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