Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Seven Storms Rise Below Nanhua Mountain
Nanping Road, outside Nanhua City.
Nanhua City is only thirty miles away from Nanhua Mountain. This city is not big, but because it is under Nanhua Mountain, it is also very prosperous.
An Jing and Lou Xiangzhen traveled overnight, riding the thousand-year-old black anaconda. It took them three days to finally reach Nanping Road, and another two days to reach the foot of Nanhua Mountain.
Arriving in Nanping, it was obvious that the temperature was starting to rise gradually.
Moreover, the clothes worn by the people on the streets have also changed. Compared with the monotonous colors of Jiangnan Road, there are many more colors. There are also very few homeless people and beggars along the way.
You must know that Nanping Road is very barren among the nine roads of Great Yan. In addition, it is located on the edge of the southern barbarian border area, where fish and dragons are mixed. The Great Yan court has relatively weak control over this place.
On the road, you can even see some Nanman merchants. They wear strange clothes on their heads and all kinds of weird weapons around their waists. They are thin and small, and their appearance is somewhat different from the people of Dayan.
Beside a hill, a thousand-year-old black anaconda was curled up on the ground.
An Jing leaned on the black anaconda's back, playing with the paper figure in his palm, and shouted loudly, "Are you okay?"
"Why urge?"
Not long after, Lou Xiang shook his hands, walked out from the grass, and said with a dark face: "This is a happy thing, and you can't help but make me feel happy."
An Jing smiled and said: "I'm not afraid of something happening to my senior. There are many mountains in Nanping Road, and there are some miasma poisonous insects among them."
Lou Xiangzhen waved his hand, and then looked at the paper man in An Jing's hand with confusion, "Who are you contacting?"
He naturally knew about the Guigu paper figures, and he could make them himself, but since he retired from the world, he destroyed all the paper figures, leaving only the paper figures contacted by Jiang Sanjia.
But the two have basically had no contact.
The two of them walked all the way from Jiangnan Road, and Lou Xiangzhen often saw An Jing playing with paper figurines.
"I'm in contact with my wife."
An Jing put away the paper man and sighed deeply.
I don't know when I can see my wife. I will probably be delayed for a while when I come to Nanping Road this time. I hope I can find her before she rushes back to Jiangnan Road.
An Jing still doesn't know why Mr. Jiang wanted to kill him.
But he knew one thing, Master Jiang definitely had no idea that he was a ghost swordsman.
Did he accidentally offend this master?
"oh?"
When Lou Xiangzhen heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. He never thought that this paper man could be used to communicate between two people.
An Jing glanced at Lou Xiangzhen and said, "Senior Lou, what do you think of this method?
“Really good.”
Lou Xiangzhen nodded slightly and said: "If I want to use it, I will have to mark the paper figures when the time comes, otherwise I won't be able to tell who is who. After all, there are too many..."
An Jing smiled on his face, but in his heart he didn't believe Lou Xiangzhen's words at all.
Old Li looked like a Yushu Linfeng man when he was young, but Lou Xiangzhen thought he was a wretched old man no matter how he looked at him.
Moreover, the contact during this period of time made An Jing know that although Lou Xiangzhen in front of him was a master, he was an extremely unreasonable person who always wanted to compare with himself no matter what.
He ate one roast chicken, but he insisted on eating two. He drank a pot of wine, and he insisted on drinking two pots...
It seems that he will not admit defeat in the face of anything, and he is not targeting others, only himself.
An Jing drove the thousand-year-old black anaconda to open its mouth.
"call out!"
A ray of cold light emerged, and then the evil-suppressing sword turned into a ray of cold light and fell into his palm.
There is still blood flowing on the sword blade.
"Um!?"
At this moment, Lou Xiangzhen frowned suddenly, "This should be the Suppressing Evil Sword, right?"
"Yes, this is the Suppressing Evil Sword." An Ding nodded.
The fact that he obtained the Suppressing Evil Sword is not a secret in the world, and there is no need to hide it when facing Lou Xiangzhen.
Lou Xiangzhen jumped up and landed on the head of the thousand-year-old black anaconda. He solemnly said: "Let me take a look at this sword."
"Give."
An Jing directly handed the Evil-Suppressing Sword to Lou Xiangzhen. This Evil-Suppressing Sword is a spiritual sword. Now that he has recognized its owner, it is just an ordinary sword used by others.
Lou Xiangzhen stretched out his two fingers, as if stroking the sword body, or stroking the blood on the sword, and then exclaimed in surprise: "What a weird blood, it doesn't look like human blood."
An Jing asked doubtfully: "Don't you know what this blood is, senior?"
When he first got the Suppressing Evil Sword, he also wanted to clear the blood from the sword, but he couldn't find a way to do it. No matter what he did, he couldn't clear the blood from the sword.
Unexpectedly, Lou Xiangzhen of the Guigu Sect didn't even know the origin of this blood.
"Not sure."
Lou Xiangzhen hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, "But this blood is definitely extraordinary. Now I will try to see if I can pull this blood out of the sword body."
An Ding nodded: "Okay."
Lou Xiangzhen clapped his palm, and a ball of true energy surged out from his palm.
"呲呲!" "呲呲!"
The next moment, the blood on the sword made a strange sound, and began to separate into countless blood threads wrapped around the Suppressing Evil Sword, as if resisting the infuriating energy of the building.
"no."
Lou Xiangzhen just tried it and shook his head.
An Jing was even more surprised. Even a master like Lou Xiangzhen didn't know about the blood on the sword and couldn't remove it. What kind of blood was this?
Lou Xiangzhen thought for a while and said: "This may be the blood of a strange beast. It may be more ferocious and violent than your thousand-year-old black anaconda, but it may also be..."
At the end of the sentence, his tone suddenly stopped.
And An Jing also frowned, and couldn't help but think of Mr. Jiang in his mind.
He also appeared on Sanmiao Mountain and snatched away the mummy. The Suppressing Evil Sword was inserted into the mummy, and he also said he wanted to find immortal blood.
Could it be that the blood on this sword is immortal blood!?
Thinking of this, An Jing was shocked.
According to Mr. Jiang, this immortal blood is related to immortality, which is something that top masters covet.
"Forget it, it's still important to improve your strength right now."
Then An Jing took over the Suppressing Evil Sword and completely immersed himself in it, studying his sword technique.
Every top swordsman has a unique swordsmanship and his own way, and Anjing is no exception.
The heartbeat that Chu Nanying felt in the sword intention was actually the essence of An Jing's sword intention. It was also An Jing's first attempt to condense his sword intention.
But recently, he felt that he had reached a bottleneck.
An Jing glanced at Lou Xiangzhen next to him, and An Jing's heart moved.
Although Lou Xiangzhen is also in the fifth realm, his background is definitely much deeper than his own. He might as well ask him for advice. If he reaches the sixth realm as soon as possible, his strength will be much stronger.
"Senior Lou, my sword power seems to have hit some bottlenecks. I wonder if I can give you some advice."
"oh?"
When Lou Xiangzhen saw An Jing lowering his posture, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "I don't dare to tell you, but I can teach you a thing or two about this swordsmanship. You can use your sword intention first and let me see."
"good."
An Ding nodded, then stretched out his arm.
"Whizzing!"
A sword light surged towards Lou Xiang.
Lou Xiangzhen's expression was extremely dull. In his opinion, An Jing's sword could only be regarded as ordinary, and the pressure of the sword in the fifth realm had no effect.
But the next moment, he felt that his heart was beating rapidly. Although it was very slight and only for a moment, it also disrupted his rhythm.
"Crack!"
Lou Xiangzhen waved his arm and dispersed the sword light, then his expression changed, "Was your sword intent enough to control my heartbeat?"
"That's right." An Jing admitted: "But I'm just trying to kill my opponent by controlling the heartbeat..."
When Lou Xiangzhen heard An Jing's calm tone, his heart surged.
Heartbeat kills!
The sword intention was so weird that it could be described as a miraculous skill, especially when he felt a little panicked just now.
This is really scary. If the ghost swordsman reaches the master level and his sword power is much stronger, he may not be his opponent.
At this moment, Lou Xiangzhen couldn't help but think highly of this ghost swordsman.
"good."
Lou Xiangzhen was shocked in his heart, but his face was extremely calm and he said: "Your sword intention is not much different from my peach blossom sword intention. We can communicate with each other."
When An Jing heard this, a smile appeared on his lips, "Of course that's great."
Then he explained his own way of swordplay and his understanding of the way of swordsmanship.
When Rao Shilou Xiangzhen heard some understandings, he had some insights and couldn't help but asked: "I wonder who the respected master is?"
He naturally recognizes Yan Shaoshan. His strength is at the level of smallpox, and he is not a master of swordsmanship. It is impossible to teach swordsmanship masters like Chugui Swordsman.
"I don't have a master. I usually like to watch this."
An Jing took out two books from his arms and then took one out.
This is the "General Guide to the Way of the Sword".
However, Lou Xiangzhen stared at An Jing's other little book without blinking.
The next moment, An Jing calmly put it away.
""General Guide to the Way of the Sword"!?"
Lou Xiangzhen coughed dryly and said.
Naturally, he would not be unaware of the "General Guide to Swordsmanship", which can be found in any bookstall. It is an introductory book for practicing swordsmanship.
An Jingcheng nodded and said: "As the saying goes, governing a big country is like cooking small dishes, and great happiness will come easily. So I think that the more advanced swordsmanship is based on this simple foundation. I can no longer read this "General Guide to Kendo".
Thousands of times."
What he said was not an exaggeration. He had indeed read this book no less than ten thousand times, otherwise An Jing's sword power would not have reached the fifth level.
When Lou Xiangzhen heard this, he felt enlightened in his heart, "You are right, this profound swordsmanship is actually in this basic swordsmanship. I also have some feelings about your swordsmanship. Please listen.
See if it helps."
Seeing An Jing talking about his swordsmanship without reservation, Lou Xiangzhen did not hide his secrets, and expressed all his thoughts and understanding of An Jing's heart-beating sword intention.
After hearing Lou Xiangzhen's insights, some parts of Anjing suddenly became enlightened and gained a new level of insight.
After half an hour, both of them had made huge gains.
Lou Xiangzhen took out a book from his arms and said: "This is my sword picture. It contains my lifelong insights on swordsmanship. You can take a look."
"Thank you very much, Senior Lou."
An Jing said gratefully.
The sword drawings made by swordsmen like Lou Xiangzhen through their lifelong insights are extraordinary and cannot be obtained by anyone but a true disciple. However, Lou Xiangzhen is willing to let him watch it. This is definitely a great trust.
Lou Xiangzhen waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, just remember to return it to me after reading it. I will keep it to find a successor for my Guigu sect."
An Jing's sword power also benefited him a lot, but Lou Xiangzhen didn't seem to have taken advantage of An Jing.
The two chatted for a while and then prepared to find a place to stay.
After five consecutive days of running around, I was getting a little tired.
Not long after, the two of them discovered what seemed to be an inn ahead, and the big flag made a hunting sound with the strong wind.
"This should be the only restaurant within dozens of miles."
Lou Xiangzhen said based on experience.
"I'll stay here tonight, and I'll go back to Nanhua Mountain in the middle of the night to explore the situation."
After An Jing finished speaking, he ordered the Millennium Black Anaconda to hide, and then followed Lou Xiangzhen into the inn.
As soon as I entered the inn, I felt a little weird.
Night has fallen, and the lights in the inn are sparse and dim. It's like being in the underworld of a spiritual master, which makes people's hair stand on end.
There were several candles burning around, the light was dim, the air was damp and cold, with a putrid smell.
Looking at this environment, it seems like there are countless bugs crawling on the skin, which makes people feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable.
"Are the two guest officers staying in the hotel or staying in the hotel?"
Just then, a woman in her thirties came out.
The woman was dressed strangely, with a Nanman hat on her head, and her accent was somewhat different from Jiangnan Dao.
His face is charming and gaudy, his body is plump and enchanting.
"This may be an inn run by Nanbarians." Lou Xiangzhen said with a faint smile: "Let's have something to eat first, and then stay in the hotel."
"This guest officer has good eyesight."
The enchanting woman grinned and said: "My boss and I are from the Southern Barbarians, and we have been here for seven years now. Yesterday, a new batch of our Southern Barbarian specialty delicacy, King Snake, arrived. I wonder if the two guests are interested."
An Jing raised his eyebrows slightly: "Snake meat?"
In his impression, snake meat is not very delicious, and he doesn't really like eating it anyway.
Lou Xiangzhen waved his hand, "Then I'll bring you two. I haven't eaten the Southern Barbarian King Snake in many years. Let's bring two jars of good wine."
"okay."
The woman showed a weird smile, and then walked quickly towards the counter, "Master, get some snake meat."
"knew."
Next to the counter, there was a one-eyed man who spoke in a loud voice.
After finishing speaking, he walked towards the kitchen.
Lou Xiangzhen sat down and said calmly: "The king snake is a characteristic of the Southern Barbarians. It is said that the adult king snake is seven meters long. The snake meat is tender and delicious."
An Jing sat down and touched the tabletop out of habit. It was spotless and it could be said that it was thoroughly clean.
Lou Xiangzhen poured a cup of tea to himself and said: "The Southern Barbarians were civilized relatively late, and most of the tribes are in the mountains. Some tribes still live a life of eating hair and drinking blood. If you have time, you can go to the Southern Barbarians to have a look.
"
Through these few days of contact, Lou Xiangzhen clearly felt that An Jing lacked the experience of traveling in the world. A true swordsman is one who has been tempered by countless blood.
A comfortable and peaceful life cannot create a true master swordsman.
This is Lou Xiangzhen’s understanding.
"You come and help me sharpen my knife."
Not long after, a man's voice came from the kitchen.
The enchanting woman nodded to An Jing and Lou Xiangzhen and walked towards the kitchen.
An Jing also stood up and walked a few steps, looking through the gap towards the kitchen.
The floor of the inn is very clean, but the back kitchen is horribly dirty, with oil stains and stains everywhere. In addition to garbage, there are also some minced meat and bones on the floor, and a strong smell of blood floats in the air.
At this time, the enchanting woman seemed to feel something and subconsciously looked out of the kitchen.
The hall was empty. An Jing and Lou Xiangzhen were sitting at the table drinking tea and chatting. She was relieved.
The food was not served slowly. After a while, a plate of meat with the same aroma was delivered, and the mouth-watering aroma of meat wafted out.
After the enchanting woman presented the king snake meat, she left.
An Jing glanced at the snake meat, and then sent a message: "It's not poisonous."
Lou Xiangzhen nodded, then picked up the chopsticks and put the snake meat in his mouth, but he didn't chew it for a few mouthfuls. He frowned suddenly and spit it out.
"What?" An Jing asked.
"The taste of this meat is so weird...it's not like king snake meat, but it's more delicious than king snake meat."
Lou Xiangzhen's expression became extremely strange.
The two looked at each other, but neither of them spoke anymore, and they didn't even drink the wine on the table.
An Jing casually stirred the meat with bamboo chopsticks a few times and shouted loudly: "We've finished eating, is there a place to rest?"
Hearing this, the enchanting woman walked out of the kitchen and asked suspiciously: "So fast?"
An Jing smiled and said, "Yes, we always eat very quickly."
The enchanting woman shrugged her shoulders, wiped her hands with a cloth, walked forward, looked down at the meat on the table, and asked in a solemn voice: "Objective, is it because the taste doesn't suit your taste?"
Lou Xiangzhen said calmly: "I have a bad appetite."
The enchanting woman stared at the two people for a moment, laughed, and said: "Okay, I will take you back to the room to rest."
Then the enchanting woman took An Jing to the back room, which had a row of guest rooms.
"The guest rooms here have been cleaned, please."
The room was stuffy and had a musty smell, but it was still clean.
"That didn't look like snake meat just now."
An Jing sat on a chair in the middle of the house, glanced around and whispered.
"Absolutely not."
Lou Xiangzhen reminded: "Let's rest first. These two people have skills, but they can't make waves. Don't you have to explore Nanhua Mountain at night? There are masters in the mountain."
An Dingding nodded. When the time comes, he will drive the thousand-year-old black anaconda to go up the mountain with him. As long as he doesn't meet a master in the master realm, his life will definitely not be in danger.
The Qisha Sect is not even considered one of the seven sects in Dayan, and presumably they are masters without the master level.
Later, Lou Xiangzhen returned to his room.
An Jing took out Lou Xiangzhen's sword drawing and began to study it.
At this moment, he desperately wanted to improve his strength.
"Heartbeat kills..."
.........
Yuzhou City, Datong Tea House.
The night is getting darker and Datong Tea House is about to close.
The shopkeeper of Datong Tea House said to the waiter: "Laifu, go and pour some leftovers for that little black guy. He is a loyal dog."
"I see."
When Laifu heard this, he poured out all the leftovers from the kitchen, and then quickly came to the door of Jishi Hall.
I saw the little black guy lying at the door, drowsy, as if he heard footsteps, and then slowly raised his head to look.
"Eat, poor little fellow."
Laifu looked at the little black boy, shook his head and sighed: "It's only been about ten days, and I've lost a lot of weight."
He remembered clearly that when he was with Dr. An's family, the black dog jumped happily every day, and it was so fat that its head and ears were so round that its belly was so round that it almost touched the ground.
It has only been ten days now, and this black dog has obviously lost weight.
"Ouch!"
The little black boy called out to Laifu, and then slowly walked to the rice bowl and licked it a few times.
Laifu said with emotion: "Life is so unpredictable. This Jishi Hall used to be so lively, and how kind-hearted Dr. An and Mrs. An were, hey!"
"Even if they are gone, you have to take good care of yourself."
The little black boy licked it, then took small steps and lay down in the distance, as if he didn't want to eat more.
"Aren't you going to eat more?"
Laifu couldn't help but wonder when he saw this.
The little black boy lay on the ground listlessly, paying no attention to Laifu.
"I'll leave it here. If you want to eat, just eat more."
Laifu sighed and walked away after finishing speaking.
The little black boy was still lying on the ground, looking into the distance with a pair of dark eyes, as if waiting for something.
Not long after, two sneaky shadows appeared not far away.
One of them is the bully Song Lin.
Song Lin stood in the distance, stared at the little black dog and said, "That's the black dog. He has lost a lot of weight now, which is a pity."
"Brother Lin, do we really want to do this?"
A young man next to him hesitated and said: "It is said that this dog was left by Doctor Na'an. It lies at the door of Jishi Hall every day. It is a good dog."
Since An Jing's death, Little Hei Zai has been lying down in this Jishi Hall. The people surnamed Bai who passed by were very emotional. Some people would also throw some food to Little Hei Zai. Over time, Hei Zai also became famous.
Song Lin slapped the young man on the head, "Anyone who raises a dog will know that it is loyal. I raised a waste like you. The key is to ask you to do something, but you can't do it well."
Then I compete with a dog!?
The young man cursed in his heart, but on his face he did not dare to speak.
"This dog may taste better now that he's thinner. If he loses weight any more, there will be no meat left."
Song Lin stared at the little black boy and smiled, "We will catch him later and throw him to Chef Wang of Wuyang Restaurant. The dog meat he makes is excellent."
Song Lin said, taking out a cloth bag from her waist and handing it to the young man.
"Okay...okay..."
The young man sighed and walked cautiously towards the little black boy.
The little black boy seemed to smell the smell. His ears twitched and he looked into the distance. He saw a young man holding a cloth bag and walking towards it cautiously.
"Woof woof woof!"
The little black boy immediately stood up alertly and started barking at the young man.
"Hurry up, don't waste time." Song Lin saw this and shouted quickly: "If we attract other people, we will be in trouble."
"I see."
When the young man heard this, he opened his bag and rushed over.
How spermy is the little black boy?
The moment he saw the bag open, he ran wildly into the distance.
The young man pounced directly, but accidentally knocked over the leftover rice.
"Where to run!?"
Song Lin also rushed over at this time, trying to block the little black boy's way.
The little black boy accelerated and wanted to rush from Song Lin's crotch.
But Song Lin also had quick eyesight and quick hands. She stretched out her palm and grabbed the little black boy's tail, and then laughed proudly.
"Hahaha, fight with me, Song Lin?"
"Brother Lin is Brother Lin."
The young man next to him laughed when he saw this.
"Ouch!"
At this moment, the little black boy turned over and bit Song Lin's arm.
Song Lin felt a pain in her arm and subconsciously let go of her hand.
The little black boy rolled twice on the ground, and then ran away quickly.
"Brother Lin, are you okay?" The young man came over quickly.
"Fuck you!" Song Lin looked at his wrist. Because spring was approaching, he had just changed into a thin shirt today, and the little black boy's bite made him bleed.
"Lin...Brother Lin, you don't have rabies, do you?"
When the young man saw this, his face turned pale with fright.
Ordinary people know that if you are bitten by a dog, nothing will happen if you are lucky, but if you are unlucky, you may get rabid dog disease, which may even lead to death if it cannot be cured.
Song Lin felt a chill in her heart when she heard the young man's words.
"Woof woof woof!"
At this time, Little Hei Zai was standing by the Yuzhou River and saw that the two people behind him did not follow him, so he barked at them.
"Damn it! This dog is provoking us!"
When Song Lin saw this, fire burst out of her eyes.
A dog was actually provoking him.
"Brother Lin, what should we do now?" the young man asked stammering.
Song Lin roared angrily: "Are you stupid? Help me to see the doctor quickly. If I can't cure it, I will bite you before I leave."
When the young man heard this, he immediately grimaced.
The dog bit you. If you want revenge, shouldn't you bite the dog? Why did you bite me?
Besides, if a dog bites your hand, it’s not your leg, so why should you help it?
"Hurry up, hurry up." Song Lin urged.
"Yes Yes Yes."
The young man quickly helped Song Lin, and the two quickly disappeared into the night.
After seeing the two people's backs disappear completely, the little black boy took tired steps to the door of Jishi Hall and licked the cold rice on the ground.
.........
Nanping Road, Inn.
Time passed by one by one, and soon it was late at night.
An Jing was sitting cross-legged on the bed, practicing wholeheartedly, when he suddenly felt a movement below.
"Bed board!?"
In the dark night, An Jing looked calm.
With a clear squeaking sound, a secret door seemed to be opened under the bed, and then, a gentle gasp was heard.
Not long after, a dark shadow shook under the bed, and a man in black slowly emerged.
An Jing saw it clearly, but did not move.
The man in black straightened up cautiously, like a ghost, standing silently on the bed, holding a big black hammer in his hand.
An Jing squinted her eyes and looked at the other person secretly. Since the man in black was standing with his back to the window and there was a backlight, he couldn't see clearly the appearance of the man in black, but judging from the feeling, she had never seen this person before.
Although he couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly, An Jing knew clearly that the person coming was smiling. From his wide-open mouth, he could see his white teeth.
The man in black stretched out his palm, as if he wanted to touch An Jing's face.
His hands were black and rough, even the nails were black, and they had a strong smell of blood.
An Jing could see and smell it clearly. The smell made his stomach and intestines churn and he almost vomited out all the gastric juice.
But just when his hand was about to get close to An Jing, he suddenly raised the hammer in his right hand and swung it towards An Jing's head with a cruel smile on his face.
This hammer had terrifying power.
At this moment, An Jing's eyes suddenly opened, and as fast as lightning, he grabbed the man's wrist.
"you!"
The man in black looked shocked.
This person is the owner of the inn, and his cultivation level has reached the third level, which can barely be regarded as an upper third level cultivation level.
An Jing sneered and gathered all his inner energy into his palms.
"Click! Click!"
"ah--!"
The innkeeper felt a sharp pain coming over him, and then his entire arm was removed, and he couldn't help but make a shrill sound.
But the sound seemed to be isolated, and there was no sound at all outside the house.
"Who are you?"
An Jing asked coldly.
The shopkeeper's forehead was covered with cold sweat, "I am a member of the Qisha Cult. I lost my sight today. I hope you can give me a way to survive and make a good relationship."
He never thought that the ordinary man in black robe in front of him could have such a high level of cultivation.
With his level 3 cultivation, he almost never made a mistake, but today he was defeated by one move.
No, it's not really a move.
"late."
At this time, the door of the room opened, and a figure walked in slowly.
It was Lou Xiangzhen.
"you...."
Seeing this, the shopkeeper felt a chill in his heart, "Did you kill Elder Zhang?"
Elder Zhang was a second-level practitioner, but he was killed silently by the old man.
Kicked to the iron plate... No, kicked to the iron mountain!
"You're talking about that mean woman?"
Lou Xiangzhen said calmly: "If so, she has already gone down."
Dirty woman!?
Hearing this, An Jing couldn't help but feel a little strange.
Lou Xiangzhen looked at An Jing and said, "They should be members of the Qisha Cult. This black shop must have killed a lot of people. Let's kill them all."
An Ding nodded, and then put a palm on the shopkeeper's Tianling Cap.
"boom!"
Only a violent sound was heard, and the shopkeeper immediately stopped breathing.
An Jing asked: "Senior Lou, did you kill that woman?"
"killed."
Lou Xiangzhen nodded slightly.
An Jing said doubtfully: "Isn't she going to do something to you?"
"snort!"
Lou Xiangzhen's expression changed slightly, and then he snorted coldly, "Such a filthy woman also wants to have sex with me?"
An Jing blinked and then touched his cheek.
Has the world changed!?
An Jing thought of the strange look on Lou Xiangzhen's face when he took out the "General Guide to the Way of the Sword" during the day and there was also a little book on it.
"Senior Lou, aren't you still a chicken? That's really a pity for that woman's graceful body..."
An Jing looked at the building and said.
"What nonsense! What nonsense! Everything is made out of nothing!"
Lou Xiangzhen seemed to have been stabbed in pain. He pointed at An Jing and said angrily: "If you talk about this again, I will go to Qingfeng Hall to collect tens of thousands of taels of silver."
I saw Lou Xiangzhen's expression changing rapidly, which was so wonderful.
An Jing's heart was stirred when he saw this, and he actually said it as a motto. This was right.
The two just stared at each other without saying a word.
Time seems to have stood still.
After a long while, An Jingcai comforted him and said, "Senior Lou is upright and upright, has a noble character, is not tainted by worldly love and hatred, and devotes himself to practicing the art of swordsmanship. He is truly a role model for our generation."
He also needs Lou Xiangzhen to escort him, and he must not offend this person at this moment.
Lou Xiangzhen's face was gloomy and uncertain, but he recovered a little after hearing An Jing's words.
An Jing changed the subject and said: "I think these people from the Seven Evils Sect have an ulterior motive for opening this black shop. It seems that there is a tunnel under this bed."
He remembered clearly that the shopkeeper just now ran out of this tunnel.
"If you go in and take a look, you will see that there is a black shop in Nanhua City. It is obviously not ordinary."
Lou Xiangzhen took a deep breath and said, "Aren't you going to explore the background of the Qisha Cult? This is a good opportunity."
An Ding nodded, knowing in his heart: This old boy is not willing to follow him.
Afterwards, An Jing tidied up briefly and opened the secret compartment under the bed.
Boo!
With a crisp sound, An Jing fell to the ground. He looked down and saw a tunnel half a foot high.
The tunnel was very narrow, with only room for one person to pass through. An Jing bent down and walked towards the end of the tunnel.
The air in the tunnel is humid, and the fishy and musty smells are mixed together, making you want to vomit.
An Jing's brows knitted into a knot. He could feel that this place was very, very long.
There were many forked passages in the tunnel, which obviously led to different rooms. An Jing ignored them and just kept walking deeper.
The further we walked, the stronger the smell of blood in the air became. After walking slowly for about half a stick of incense, the front was blocked and there was no way to go.
An Jing rushed forward quickly and took a closer look. It turned out that there was an iron door blocking the way. He put his hand on it, and suddenly, a cold air spread from the iron door to his palm.
It felt cold to the core.
He pushed gently, but the iron door did not move at all. An Jing took a deep breath, and when his inner strength was hurt, he pushed again suddenly, and with a soft sound, the iron door opened in response.
An Jing did not jump out immediately, but quickly took a few steps back. After seeing that there was no danger, he silently looked outside.
Inside the iron door is an ice cellar.
This ice cellar is not big, the space is long and narrow, and it is very dark. And in this and the small ice cellar, there are more than ten clothes hanging on iron hooks, like pork, but what is inside the clothes is not pork, but
It's people.
There were stripped naked corpses, both male and female. Many of the corpses were badly mutilated, and their flesh had turned pale.
It was also the first time for An Jing to see such a scene. He felt a chill in his heart and shuddered.
He slowly walked out of the tunnel with his mouth open, looking at the hanging corpse, and his heart went crazy.
This scene is really too terrifying.
Suddenly, a black shadow crawled out from among the corpses.
It was a palm-sized insect, its body was white and crystal clear, and it seemed to have blood threads connecting it.
Gu insect!?
An Jing frowned suddenly when he saw this.
"who!?"
The next moment, a cold drink came from a distance like a sharp sword.