Li Qianmo rode his sword all the way north, wearing stars and moonlight, and finally arrived at Guanzhong at noon the next day. Guanzhong was very big, and he didn't know where Fenghua Valley was, so he had to stop on the official road and ask people passing by.
After asking three travelers in succession, I learned the location of Fenghua Valley.
He found a deserted place and flew up with his sword, and continued flying north. An hour later, he discovered that there were mountains in front of him. The mountains were full of fiery red, and there was a lush maple forest. This was Fenghua Valley.
He was flying and hovering above Maple Valley, his eyes searching everywhere in the maple forest, like a goshawk looking for food.
After searching for more than an hour, I finally found a house in a small mountain col. It faced north and south, with the door closed. There was a fence in front of the door, and flowers and plants were planted inside the fence. It was very elegant. The fence was surrounded by a pool, and there was a water pool.
The red wooden bridge has become mottled due to time.
Li Qianmo slowly fell down and stepped onto the wooden bridge. When he stepped on it, it made a "crunching" sound, which was particularly loud in this quiet mountain col.
Before the two-foot-long wooden bridge was completed, the door of the house suddenly opened, and an old man with gray beard came out and shouted: "Who dares to break into my door without being discerning?"
Li Qianmo stopped and looked at the old man in front of him. He was wearing a black gown and holding a golden sword. An inch-long scar on his left face was very conspicuous.
When he saw this face, he seemed to have returned to Funiu Village ten years ago. He saw this face from afar in the fields, killing people in the sky of fire, one by one, covered in blood. After ten years, he had practiced
He became a Taoist master, but he was still often awakened by this nightmare. This face was more familiar to him than anyone else, and he did not dare to forget it for a moment.
Seeing Li Qianmo sitting there in a daze, the old man raised his long eyebrows and stepped out of the threshold and shouted angrily: "Where are you, rat? Tell me your name. He will not kill the unknown person."
"Are you serious about not killing unknown people?" Li Qianmo asked coldly, strode off the wooden bridge, pushed open the fence door and walked towards He Tingfei.
He Tingfei turned his wrist and held the golden knife across his chest. He snorted coldly: "Of course, I have been in the world for decades and have never killed unknown people. But if you insist on dying and don't tell me your name, then don't blame me for being ruthless.
Already."
Li Qianmo stopped a few feet in front of him and said coldly: "In that case, let me ask you, ten years ago, more than 30 people in Funiu Village died overnight, and the village was burned down. Who did you do?
Why."
He Tingfei's old yellow eyes narrowed: "Are you... Could it be that you are Li Qianmo?"
Li Qianmo was startled when he heard this, narrowed his eyes, and asked in a cold voice: "How do you know my name?"
He Tingfei chuckled and said proudly: "Okay, okay, I couldn't kill you ten years ago, but I didn't expect you to come to my door now."
Li Qianmo was horrified when he heard this, and lost his voice: "You went to our village just to kill me?"
"That's right, you are already about to die anyway, so it doesn't matter if I tell you." He Tingfei said slowly, "Ten years ago, someone offered you and your mother a high price for your life. I just acted as a swordsman once.
Unexpectedly, I discovered that you were not at home when I was doing business. I could only wake up your mother and ask you about your whereabouts. Your mother is not afraid of death. When she heard that I was going to kill you, she shouted for you to run away.
It alarmed the dogs in the village. A barking dog caused a barking of dogs in a whole village. All the people in your village were awakened. When I saw what had happened, I had no choice but to kill them all."
He paused and then said: "After I killed everyone, I couldn't find you in the whole village. I guessed that you must have hid in some house, so I simply set a fire and burned the shabby huts to the ground.
To think that you still escaped."
Li Qianmo trembled all over after hearing this, clenched his fists, and stared at He Tingfei, as if fire was about to burst out from his eyes. He suppressed the anger in his heart, gritted his teeth and asked, "Who sent you to kill our mother and son?"
He Tingfei put his sword on the ground and sneered: "What's important about this? You are almost dead. Do you still want to seek revenge on him?"
"Who sent you to kill our mother and son?" Li Qianmo still repeated those words, his eyes widened like bells, and the muscles on his face kept twitching.
"Forget it, I'll just tell you and save you from going to the King of Hell to file a complaint against me." He Tingfei picked up the golden knife and said leisurely, "I actually don't know who is really going to kill you, because the one who gave me this business is
The people themselves are also swordsmen. They are called Shuangsha outside the Great Wall. They received the deal to kill your mother and son from Kyoto. When passing by Xiangfan, I met the old man. I had some friendship with the two of them. I asked them about their purpose and they told them about the deal.
I even offered to give this deal to me, and they only offered me a commission of 20%. I was short of money to drink, so I took the deal. Later I found out that they had received a big deal in Xiangfan and were going to a
A trip to the south of the Yangtze River would take more than a month, and it was too time-consuming, so I gave this deal to me."
"Then where are they now?"
"They should still be in Kyoto. I heard that a nobleman there hired the two of them as professional swordsmen and spent a lot of money, so they have been staying there." He Tingfei suddenly pointed at Li Qianmo with a single sword in his hand and said with a smile,
"Boy, if you've finished asking questions, I won't be polite."
"Don't be polite." Li Qianmo's face was sinister and his voice was extremely cold.
The smile on He Tingfei's face suddenly disappeared, and he swung the golden knife in his hand. Suddenly, he swung it horizontally. A strong wind suddenly rose, and it sliced straight towards Li Qianmo's neck.
He originally thought that Li Qianmo's head would fall off when he struck with the sword, but he clearly saw Li Qianmo standing there without moving. The golden sword slashed through his neck, as if passing through the void, without any resistance, Li Qianmo remained unchanged.
He looked at himself with a sinister look on his face.
He Tingfei was shocked when he saw this, and slashed down with the knife diagonally. The sword was so powerful that it made Li Qianmo's long hair dance. He saw the golden knife passing through his body, but he still couldn't feel any resistance, as if it was cut in the air.
Same.
He Tingfei was so frightened that he took four steps back, his eyes widened. After a long time, he asked in panic: "You...are you a human or a ghost?"
Li Qianmo raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a cruel sneer: "Of course it's a ghost, and it's a life-threatening ghost."
Before he finished speaking, He Tingfei's whole body suddenly shook. His throat was grabbed from behind, and all his strength seemed to be drained away. The golden knife fell to the ground with a clang. Li Qianmo stood there motionless in front of him. After about a breath,
Then it slowly disappeared, and it turned out to be an afterimage. Now he finally knew why he hit him like he was in the air. It turned out that everything he hit was an afterimage.
Li Qianmo pressed his throat tightly and said coldly: "He Laogou, I will give you a chance to say your last words before you die."
"You can't kill me, I have something to say..."
There was a crunching sound, and He Tingfei's voice stopped abruptly. He tilted his neck and stared, his eyes full of fear, and he was dead.
Li Qianmo threw away He Tingfei's body, turned around and faced the east, and with a move of his right hand, the dragon's fangs were drawn out, piercing the sky and flying straight to the east, which was the direction of the Song Dynasty's Kyoto.
Guanzhong was quite far away from Kyoto. He flew under the stars, wore the moon and held a sword, and it took him three days and three nights to arrive. He traveled day and night because he was eager for revenge, and by the time he arrived in Kyoto, he was exhausted.
After much thought, he decided to take a break first. He didn't know how long it would take to find the two evil spirits outside the Great Wall and the real murderer.
He asked for a room in the upper room at Tongfu Inn, and the waiter took him upstairs to the room. The room was very elegantly decorated, and it did not fall short of its reputation as a room in the upper room.
Li Qianmo dismissed the waiter, took a Bigu Pill and put on his clothes and went to bed. He had never slept a wink during these long flights over the past few days and was overworked. He started snoring less than half a cup of tea after going to bed.