The milky white fog that filled the streets and alleys was deep and rich, like flowing slurry, as if it had descended into a fairyland.

The fog in winter nights is actually rare. Perhaps because there is no light from the stars and the moon, even the white plum tree in Pei Yin's courtyard is hidden in the fog and seems to be invisible.

Even though it is already night, there are lights in the room.

Because there were guests in Pei Yingui's courtyard today. In addition to Hancai, there was also Xu Wugui who was wearing a blue short coat.

Xu Wugui is the most sensible among the four children Pei Yingui rescued. He is only ten years old but already has some tenacity as Lu Jing said.

Because of this, Pei Yingui, who is also mentally tough, prefers Xu Wugui. At night, when the other three children go to bed, he will always take Xu Wugui back to the courtyard to review his homework.

What Professor Lu Jing gave to Xu Wugui and even Pei Yingui was not just simple words.

For example, under bright light, on a piece of paper, Lu Jing wrote four lines of poetry.

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tested.

Today I will test you, who will have any injustice?"

In just four lines of poetry, it seems to have captured the spirit of a knight-errant, as well as the knight's heart's unwillingness to see injustice in the world.

It is clearly written in large regular script, but it is full of edge, as if this vast world is the whetstone for knights.

"The murderous intention is surging and the spirit is high, but it is full of the mood of a knight. Although there is murderous intention, it is full of righteousness and peace.

Just like a teacher holding a sword, just to fight against the injustice of the world." Pei Yingui looked at Xu Wugui silently, tracing the words on the paper one stroke at a time. His face was full of seriousness, and there were no other children.

Such unwillingness.

"Mr. Lu Jing is six or seven years older than Wu Gui. He seems to write better than the gentlemen in calligraphy and painting shops."

Xu Wugui finally finished copying these four lines of the poem, put down the brush in his hand, took the calligraphy in his hand, and compared it with Lu Jing's calligraphy.

Although he was still young, he was surprisingly stable in holding the pen. He copied Lu Jing's text, and although it could not be said to be the essence, he still had a certain style.

Pei Yingui looked at Xu Wugui's words and felt a little envious.

This child's handwriting is better than she thinks.

Even this child can learn things faster than her.

"Ms. Pei, sister Hancai and I went to the street to buy some rice today, but we heard that people were talking about Mr. Lu Jing in the streets and alleys today."

Xu Wugui's childish face showed a hint of gratitude: "It's really a great thing for me and my brothers and sisters to meet Miss Pei, Hancai and Qingyue, and to meet Mr. Lu Jing.

Just like what Mr. Lu Jing said, when the winter is over, the stars will always be bright. When the winter is over for me and my brothers and sisters, the stars will be shining brightly on this quiet street."

Han Cai came in carrying an oil lamp, shuddered, and said, "Mr. Lu Jing has won the title of the leader of the three trials in front of the palace. Naturally, many people will discuss it.

Wu Gui, you are lucky to have such a gentleman to teach you."

Xu Wugui looked up and looked out the door, only to see layers of fog lingering and filling the air. A child-like surprise appeared on his face, and he said, "It's foggy."

He said in surprise, and then said with some worry, "It's not Sister Qingyue, has she ever returned to the courtyard? I went to look for her twice today, but she was not in the courtyard."

"It's foggy, and the streets are more dangerous than usual."

Xu Wugui felt a little worried when he said this.

Pei Yingui took the initiative and said: "Your sister Qingyue has just come back, don't worry, and...Mr. Lu Jing is now the leader of the third trial. It is said that the sage in the palace personally gave him the power of wearing a sword in white, which can punish all illegal things."

...With Mr. Lu Jing here, this Deer Street is much more stable than you think."

Xu Wugui nodded deeply, with a childlike smile on his face. He turned his head and thought for a moment, then said: "I will also sharpen a sword in the future. If I can follow Mr. Lu Jing and kill the injustice in the world,

It's the best.

If you don't have such luck, you can still protect the people around you.

"This little

When the child mentioned Mr. Lu Jing, his eyes were full of reverence. He opened his eyes wide and said, "It is said that the news came from the palace sergeant. Today, Mr. Lu Jing was equipped with both a sword and a sword. He killed the god in the thunder.

Beheading a black demon... it's so majestic."

Girl Hancai was playing with the oil lamp on the side and said with a smile, "We moved to Kongshan Alley originally just to stay quiet, but we never expected to meet a person like Mr. Lu Jing.

Moreover...he seems to be different from many people in Taixuanjing.

As for those gods and demons, maybe they are just rumors..."

"I know that demon." Pei Yingui suddenly interrupted Hancai's words, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and said softly: "That is... Xiao Gu, Xiao Ming's method of worshiping the demon twice."

As soon as Pei Yingui finished speaking, the girl Hancai, who was still smiling, suddenly turned stiff and murmured: "Xiao Gu, Xiao Ming?"

Xu Wugui was a little puzzled.

Pei Yingui suddenly seemed to be a little curious, lowered his head and asked, "Why are you named Wugui?"

"No ghost knows."

Xu Wugui shook his head, thought for a moment, and said, "I have vaguely forgotten what my parents look like, and how they talk.

If you think about it carefully, Wu Gui's parents are just farmers and should be illiterate, so naming me Wu Gui should have a literal meaning."

"Probably... I don't want to encounter evil spirits."

Pei Yingui's expression changed slightly, he looked at Xu Wugui and said solemnly, "Do you know about Mr. Lu Jing's killing of monsters on the Zhutai River?"

Xu Wugui nodded.

Pei Yin returned with a serious heart, and said to the child: "Leave aside the real demons and ghosts, even among my kind, there are countless demons and monsters. When you grow up, if you have the energy to spare, if you can really grind out the one you wish for."

Sword, when you encounter such monsters and monsters, just look at them a few more times and take a look at their murderous appearance.

If you are just a mortal, you should stay away from them, the further away from them the better, do you understand?"

Xu Wugui seemed to understand, but Pei Yingui seemed to have thought of Xiao Gu and Xiao Ming, and there was a bit of indifference in his eyes. He just stood up, walked out of the house alone, and came to Bai Mei.

The usually cheerful girl Hancai was also silent.

Xu Wugui asked with some hesitation: "Sister Hancai, that Xiao Gu, Xiao Ming..."

Hancai lowered his head and said nothing.

But her mind was filled with murderous and disgusting scenes, and memories lingered over her.

Xiao Gu Xiao Ming, a man and a woman, are naturally citizens of the Qi State. Their original surname is Xiao, and their father once served as the county magistrate of Qingdu.

Later, their father committed a serious crime and was demoted to a place on the border of Qi State because of his lawlessness, unscrupulousness, and disrespect for superior officials.

The Xiao family was originally extravagant, but was suddenly demoted to the border. The father and son were unhappy all day long. Later, by coincidence, the three of them practiced a method of worshiping demons, which required sacrifice of flesh and blood.

In the beginning, they used their own slaves and slaves to practice martial arts. As their cultivation became more and more prosperous, Xiao's father was restored to his post.

But later on, they gradually became more and more unscrupulous, often going to the people to buy a large number of slaves, and even kidnapped women of the people to practice the method of worshiping demons. Later, they even developed to... cooking and eating meat.

Time passes by for decades.

Gao Shuihan, a righteous man in the world, assassinated Xiao's father, but the brother and sister, a man and a woman, survived and gradually cultivated the path of worshiping demons. Not long ago, they even reached the seventh level and changed their surname from Xiao to Xiao.

He even secretly left Qi State many times and went to surrounding countries to perform blood sacrifices on the common people. Unknown how many people died at the hands of these two men.

Of course, there is also the connivance of the royal family of Qi State, the crazy king, the crazy prince, and coupled with this bloodthirsty practitioner, Qi State is called a country in charge of evil... This is the reason.

Han Cai never thought that such a demon worshipper would enter Taixuan Capital together with Gu Chenxiao...

"In the past two months, many civilian girls have disappeared in Xuandu... Could it be..."

Miss Hancai couldn't help but frown when she thought of this, "Fortunately, Lu Jing

Sir, I have never been murdered by them." This was what she was thinking in her mind.

Pei Yin, whose figure was obscured by the mist outside the door, suddenly let out a light sigh...

Miss Hancai heard the sound and walked out of the door, only to see that Pei Yin had returned the Guanghan Palace in his hand.

On the Guanghan Palace, the moonlight is flowing, the clear light bursts out, and the clear and cold air bursts out from it, which is surprising.

Pei Yingui held a long bow, turned his head and said to Hancai: "You... go to bed early."

"Miss...this is Dafu Taixuanjing, where are you going?" Hancai was worried.

Pei Yingui's expression remained unchanged and he said to Hancai, "I'm going to... kill people."

Hancai was slightly startled.

Pei Yingui turned around, opened the courtyard door, and heard a faint voice, "I came to Dafu Taixuanjing not just for refuge."

"I just want to... find some breathing space so that I can return to Qi State and shoot through his evil heart."

"Given some opportunities today, I plan to... shoot an arrow at his son."

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Taixuanjing is still brightly lit late at night.

The prosperity of Taixuanjing can be seen. It is recorded in the market history that the market starts at the third watch at night in Taixuanjing and the morning market starts at the fifth watch. It is not too much to call it singing and dancing all night long.

Tonight, on the misty street shrouded in heavy fog, three men dressed in black walked out of the fog.

If Lu Jing saw these three people, he would probably recognize one of them. The one walking on the far right has a stern expression, deep eyes, and two dragon horns on his head. In addition to his handsomeness, he also shows a bit of heroism.

Come tall.
To be continued...