It’s still the same tavern, and it’s still the same swordsman drinking alone.
The other people's weapons, as long as they were unsheathed, were broken into several pieces. The original swords and sharp swords became a pile of scrap metal.
Many people have their intestines turned green, so why should they pull out the knife if they have nothing to do? He didn't even see clearly how the opponent drew his sword. He only saw a flash of white light in front of his eyes, followed by the sound of the weapon breaking.
Among all the people, Ma San Ma Ye, nicknamed Feitian Biao, had the ugliest expression. But he has now understood. Judging from the swordsman's skills, he knows that he is definitely not an ordinary person. This time he has hit the iron plate.
Mr. Ma said nothing and could only walk out with a livid face. The Jianghu people behind them also looked at each other in shock. One or two of them could only say that they were pinching their noses and admitting defeat. They did not dare to say another word and could only leave in despair.
Even the two people who fell on the ground were helped out of the tavern by their friends.
After the horse man walked out of the tavern for a long time, he snorted coldly and kicked a stone pier aside. It spun and hit the earth wall beside it, creating a huge hole.
Master Ma waved his hand, and a young man in gray clothes came from the side and whispered in the young man's ear:
"Go and check the identity of that swordsman, carefully and clearly, without missing a beat..."
Mr. Ma's eyes were half-squinted, with a crazy and twisted murderous intent in his eyes. He squeezed out each word through his teeth:
"Then... find someone to kill him and his whole family!"
"yes."
The young man in gray clothes was probably Mr. Ma's confidant. He was not surprised at all by Mr. Ma's murderous words. Instead, he nodded lightly and quickly disappeared into the crowd on the street.
…
Xia Zhichan was walking on the mountain road. As he was walking, he suddenly changed direction. Instead of going to the market town at the foot of the mountain, he walked towards a dense forest on the mountainside.
I happened to meet a middle-aged woodcutter who was about to go down the mountain carrying firewood. He saw the direction Xia Zhichan was walking in and stopped Xia Zhichan out of kindness. He said anxiously:
"Young man, don't go any further up the mountain."
"why?"
Xia Zhichan stopped and looked at her direction, feeling that she was not going wrong.
"This forest is haunted, and there will be ghosts and ghosts at night. Look at the sun, it's getting dark soon. I advise you to go down the mountain quickly and don't go up any further."
The woodcutter pointed at the red sun that was already setting in the west. The men in the nearby villages often went to the mountains to hunt or cut firewood to sell during the off-season, and they could also earn some hard money.
But for some reason in recent years, anyone who dares to stay in the mountains at night, especially men, will disappear inexplicably. Until several days later, he was found dying on the roadside at the foot of the mountain, and there was no cure.
"Thank you, brother, but I have important things to do, so please don't worry about me."
"Alas, if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences in front of you."
The woodcutter who collected firewood shook his head and tried to persuade and stop him. There was nothing he could do if others wanted to die. He no longer tried to dissuade her, but just waved his hand and walked along the mountain path to the village down the mountain, carrying a bundle of firewood he had just chopped.
Xia Zhichan bowed to the woodcutter's back as he came down the mountain. In any case, the woodcutter dissuaded her out of good intentions.
He returned his gaze to the depths of the dense forest and walked continuously inside.
…
it's dark.
Xia Zhichan yawned and looked around. He was already deep in the jungle. All around you can see twisted trees that have lost all their branches and leaves, leaving only dry branches. Under the moonlight, they look like dying people struggling to survive.
If ordinary people were afraid, fortunately Xia Zhichan was not an ordinary person.
He walked to a huge dry locust tree, which looked to be more than a dozen years old, and looked up and down.
There is a tree hole in the middle of this locust tree, which is just right for shelter from wind and rain. It seems that it is not naturally formed, but it seems that it can be dug out by some kind of animal.
Xia Zhichan lay on her side in the tree hole, pretending to be a sleepy traveler, closed her eyes, and snored slightly after a while.
The moonlight tonight is cold and shining on the earth, like covering the entire earth with a layer of illusory snow and frost.
call--
The cold autumn wind passed through the dead branches of the old trees and through the frosty moonlight, emitting waves of creepy whimpering sounds like a woman crying.
In the dark jungle not far away, a dozen pairs of green eyes glowed greedily and bloodthirsty under the moonlight.
Those were wolves, and they were all ferocious wild wolves that were so ferocious that they dared to attack people.
The mouth full of sharp fangs is filled with fishy saliva due to the tempting food. A few drops of saliva dripped down his teeth and fell to the ground.
They are waiting for the perfect moment to attack their prey.
But at this moment, a red light appeared in the distance, swaying in the wind and leaning towards the old locust tree where Xia Zhichan was.
The red light seemed to be a lantern, and an invisible figure was holding it in his hand.
But that seemingly harmless red light did cause a commotion among the wolves that had been waiting for a long time to catch their prey.
The leader of the wolf king roared loudly, scaring away the clouds that originally covered the crescent moon.
The moonlight shone down, shining on the figure.
It was a 28-year-old girl wearing a light yellow dress. She looked like a cute white rabbit that accidentally broke into the dense forest. Her eyes were innocent and looked around with a bit of fear.
"Just now...the voice just now sounded like a wolf!"
The girl pursed her lips, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and whispered in her mouth:
"Don't be afraid, nothing will happen."
The lantern in his hand was swaying violently in the wind, and the candle inside was either bright or dim. It looked like it might be blown out at any time.
The wolves retreated quietly at some point.
The girl held a lantern and walked forward step by step. When she takes a step, she will look back at her own back. She should be paying attention to the wolves. She heard from the hunters in the village that the cunning wolf would stand up on its hind legs behind a person and put its front paws on the person's shoulders. As soon as the person turned around, he would be directly bitten by the wolf. Break the neck.
The more she took a step, the more frightened she became. As the autumn wind made a frightening sound through the dead branches, her legs began to weaken.
She lowered her head and walked quickly for a few steps. Then with the last remaining light of the lantern, the girl saw the huge tree hole in the old locust tree not far away. She thought this place would be a good place to hide, so she almost ran all the way into the tree hole.
Just in time, the last bit of light from the candle went out.
"Ouch!"
The girl bumped into Xia Zhichan who was sleeping in a tree hole. She lay almost entirely in the man's arms, with the body temperature, breathing and heartbeat of a stranger so close at hand.
Slowly, the girl's cheeks turned red with embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, I, I...I'll get up right away..."
The girl twisted her body and tried to get up, but the tree hole was only big enough for one person, so two people could only squeeze together.
She struggled several times, holding on to the inner wall of the tree hole with both hands, and could only keep a little distance between her plump upper body and Xia Zhichan.
But the little girl had no strength. After only supporting her for a short while, her hands became so sore that she could no longer support her.
Snapped. In the end, the girl was exhausted and lay on Xia Zhichan's body. A man and a woman, their bodies touching each other only separated by a few layers of clothing.
The girl exhaled like a blue breath, lowered her eyes, and said in a weeping voice:
"Mother said that men and women cannot be intimate. If someone insults your innocence..."
Only then did Xia Zhichan slowly wake up. He felt the soft and delicate body pressing on him and heard the girl's words. He smiled and put his hand directly on the girl's body.
"Young master, you can't do that, you can't..."
The girl reluctantly tried to dodge, but the space in the tree hole was originally small, and there was no place for her to hide. She could only let this strange man insult her innocence. Thinking this in my heart, tears couldn't stop falling from the corners of my eyes.
Xia Zhichan smiled and pulled the girl into his arms with great strength, as if she wanted to crush the girl into pieces and become one with him. He smiled slightly and said:
"Do you really think I can't see this evil spirit that fills the sky?"
"..."
The other party was speechless, and even his body that was pretending to struggle stopped. For a moment, Xia Zhichan felt that the delicate body in her arms suddenly became cold, as if what she was holding now was not a young girl, but a sinking stone at the bottom of the river.
The chill that emanated did not make Xia Zhichan have any intention of letting go. A bright torch-like light flashed in his eyes and he looked down. The girl in front of him had already changed her appearance, and she was no longer as cute as Xiaojiabiyu when he first met her.
There was no trace of blood on his livid face, and his small cherry red lips were torn and turned outward, and several jagged and sharp fangs were exposed. Long gray-black hairs sprouted from both sides of the cheeks and neck.
Looking further down, the originally clean and tidy light yellow dress was already in tatters. There was a wolf tail covered with gray burrs at the tail bone behind her body.
This is a wolf demon.
call--
The changed girl opened her fang-filled mouth, and a black-red smelly smoke poured out from the depths of her throat.
The two of them were so close that a cloud of black smoke hit Xia Zhichan's face in the blink of an eye.
Anyone else would have been knocked unconscious by the black smoke. Fortunately, Xia Zhichan was somewhat knowledgeable. He guessed the wolf demon's intention just by looking down, so he held his breath at the same time.
The sleeves of his hands shook, and several invisible sword energy flew out.
Bang! The old locust tree, which was already almost withered and dying, trembled several times, and several obvious cracks spread from the tree hole. The rich demonic energy collided with the invisible sword energy, and the vibration force produced almost shook the entire tree. The old tree was torn down the middle.
"Ouch!"
The wolf demon raised its head and called out, and then the surrounding black jungle responded with wolf howls. A wolf howl echoed through the barren mountains and dense forests shrouded in darkness.
Eyes glowing with green light appeared in the darkness, like green will-o'-the-wisps that suddenly appeared on a mass grave, flickering and flickering.
Almost in the blink of an eye, wild wolves filled the open space around the old locust tree.
The wild wolves that were called by the cry bared their fangs. They arched their bodies and made a gesture of being ready to attack prey at any time. Their two powerful front paws dug two small holes in the ground.
There was a click, and the old locust tree that had grown for who knows how many years could not bear it anymore and was torn apart by the two opposing forces filling the tree hole. Sawdust mixed with dead branches and leaves fell down, and a few larger pieces of wood also hit the wild wolves.
The dark clouds dispersed, and the figure bathed in the white moonlight stood among the wolves.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch..."
Xia Zhichan pinched the back of the wolf demon's neck with her left hand, and no matter how hard it struggled and shouted, it couldn't break free. On the other hand, his right hand pointed together to form a sword and swung it out in the air.
Invisible sword energy flew out.
The moonlight tonight was very cold, so cold that the corpses of the wild wolves began to become cold.
…
In the early morning, the golden rooster in the village has just crowed. Xia Zhichan walked slowly to the door of a house. While the daughter-in-law was carrying the toilet to wash outside, he threw a small black and gray native dog into the door of the house. Inside the yard.
The barking of the puppy attracted the elderly woman at home.
The old man's hair was as white as snow, and his face was covered with wrinkles left by the years. She had been blind in her early years and had not gone out for many years. Today she heard the barking of a puppy and somehow groped her way out.
Woof woof woof, the puppy ran to the old woman's feet and rubbed its body against the old woman's trouser legs. The old woman was hunched over, groping around, trying to touch the puppy with her hands as dry as an old tree.
The puppy licked the old woman's palm gently.
The old woman shed tears blankly:
"Girl, you are finally home..."
