If the man in black robe is really an old friend of the Ye family, Zhou Jianlai can understand his hatred towards Wei Ziyan to some extent, and maybe let him go for Ye Wuyou's sake, but Qin Xingjian is not an old friend of the Ye family. He and the Qin family
There is only hatred between the Ye family.
He secretly instilled hatred in Ye Wuyou, just to destroy Ye Wuyou and turn Ye Wuyou against Wei Ziyi's master and apprentice. He also wanted Wei Ziyi to taste the sorrow of being betrayed and hated by his beloved disciple, and even draw a sword to kill him.
Wei Ziyan killed many Qin family members, and it was understandable that Qin Xingjian sought revenge on him. However, Zhou Jianlai did not like this method of revenge, and it touched his bottom line and was unforgivable.
Of course, Zhou Jianlai knew that Qin Xingjian certainly didn't care about his forgiveness either.
Revenge, no matter what nonsense means, as long as you can get revenge, any means is the best means.
Zhou Jianlai understood the truth, so he felt that he was not qualified to reprimand Qin Xingjian, so he could only kill to stop the killing.
"Zhou Jianlai, why are you here?!"
Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, there is no moon in the sky, and the night is very dark, but Qin Xingjian still recognized Zhou Jian at a glance despite the distance.
He suddenly became nervous.
"Ah, you are Qin Xingjian?!"
Ye Wuyou learned the identity of the man in black robe from Zhou Jianlai and shouted in surprise.
He had only heard the tragic story of Qin Xingjian last night. He never expected to see the real person tonight. He was actually the "old friend of the Ye family" who instilled hatred in him every day. After a brief shock, he suddenly understood everything.
This Qin Xingjian is a complete bad guy, despicable, insidious, treacherous, and vicious. He just wants to instigate him to hate his master and draw his sword against him. This bad guy can't defeat his master or his senior brother, so he came up with such a vicious revenge.
Way.
"Pooh!"
"The actions of villains are despised by others!"
"No wonder your sword is never as good as my senior brother's!"
Ye Wuyou jumped back and spat disdainfully at Qin Xingjian.
"court death!"
Qin Xingjian was furious when he heard this, and the veins on his forehead bulged and trembled ferociously.
He was extremely angry.
Because Ye Wuyou's two scoldings directly touched the pain in his heart.
He knew that he was acting like a villain, and he also knew that his sword would never be a match for Zhou Jianlai in this life. Because he knew this, it was even more heartbreaking and painful.
"ah!"
Ye Wuyou suddenly exclaimed, feeling a cold and biting breath coming from Qin Xingjian's body, so cold that he couldn't help but shiver.
He saw Qin Xingjian's right hand grabbing the hilt hanging at his waist, obviously intending to draw the sword to kill him. He couldn't help but widen his eyes in horror and wanted to escape, but his body refused to obey and could not move a step.
Just when he thought he was going to be killed by Qin Xingjian, he was surprised to find that Qin Xingjian seemed to be in trouble. His right hand holding the hilt of the sword squeaked because he was holding it too hard, and the veins on his hand bulged, but he
The sword was never drawn out.
"The sword is stuck?"
Ye Wuyou subconsciously wondered.
But the sound of Zhou Jianlai's footsteps suddenly rang in his ears, and he suddenly realized that Qin Xingjian's sword was not stuck, but was forced by Zhou Jianlai's force and was unable to pull out the sword.
"Eldest brother is too strong!"
He was horrified in his heart.
Zhou Jianlai stopped beside Ye Wuyou, looked at Qin Xingjian and said indifferently: "Your sword is getting more and more out of date. The sword follows everyone."
"Ah!" Qin Xingjian roared madly, stared at Zhou Jianlai with bloodshot eyes and shouted: "It's all thanks to you, it's you who ruined my swordsmanship! I'll blame you for being the eighteenth generation of my ancestors!"
That day on the Burial Sword Mountain, when Zhou Jianlai was reshaping his swordsmanship, his sword intention was unintentionally taken away by Zhou Jianlai. From then on, his sword failed to recover.
Zhou Jianlai shook his head and said: "You only have pain in your life, why not let me help you get rid of it."
"fart!"
"Don't you fucking think that-"
puff!
Qin Xingjian's yelling and cursing stopped suddenly because a sword energy penetrated the sea of consciousness between his eyebrows.
With a bang, Qin Xingjian looked up at the starry sky with a lifetime of hatred and resentment, and the dead body fell to the ground.
"ah!"
"He...he's dead?"
Ye Wuyou was startled.
"Dead." Zhou Jianlai nodded, "He wanted to die so much that I had no choice but to help him. Go and use his sword to dispose of his body."
"This..." Ye Wuyou looked troubled and hesitated: "Senior brother, he is already dead. The debt will be wiped out after death, so there is no need to dismember the body. I don't have that deep resentment towards the Qin family."
"What are you thinking about? I asked you to use his sword to dig a hole and bury him." Zhou Jianlai didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"oh oh…"
Qin Xingjian's sword was very sharp, and Ye Wuyou was very strong. He dug the hole in a short time and then buried it.
"Senior brother, do you need to erect a monument for him?" Ye Wuyou asked carefully. "Whatever."
"Hey, no matter what, I have come to this world for a while. No matter whether it is good or bad, I might as well leave my name."
Ye Wuyou sighed, then swung his sword to chop off a piece of rock beside him, carved the words "Qin Xingjian's Tomb" on it, and erected it in front of Qin Xingjian's grave.
Zhou Jianlai walked up to him, took out a jar of wine, poured some wine on Qin Xingjian's tombstone, and sighed: "I hope you will have a good pregnancy in your next life and don't live as tiredly as you did in this life. If you have a baby in eighteen years,
Man, then come to me for revenge."
"What if he's not a man?" Ye Wuyou asked in a low voice.
Zhou Jianlai cast a sidelong glance at Ye Wuyou and said, "His ghost may not be gone yet. Isn't that bad if you call them a coward in their next life in front of them?"
"Ah, that's not what I mean." Ye Wuyou quickly waved his hand, "I mean, what if he is reincarnated as a woman in his next life?"
"If I become a woman...then I'll marry you." Zhou Jianlai joked.
"..." Ye Wuyou was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly.
Liujia Village.
In Zhang Guangyao's small courtyard.
Zhang Xiaozu was sitting on the altar, facing the southwest, calling Miss Dong's soul as if singing a opera.
Miss Dong was lying in the middle of the altar, with a star array carved on the ground to attract souls, and seven-star lanterns to guide souls were lit around her.
Every time Zhang Xiaozu shouts "Hun Lai", the magic circle under her body will flash with light.
Huang Daonv and others stood around and watched. Zhang Xiaozu on the altar did not start to be anxious. On the contrary, they couldn't hold back their temper and became anxious because Zhang Xiaozu had been shouting for nearly an hour. They thought that Zhang Xiaozu's soul-calling ritual was going to happen.
Failed.
"Come!"
Zhang Xiaopou suddenly looked happy, shouted loudly, and raised his hand to grab it in the southwest direction.
He felt the position of Miss Dong's soul.
This grab spanned a distance of nearly a thousand miles, grabbing two balls of dense energy back from thousands of miles away, and then threw them towards Miss Dong, shouting: "The soul has returned to the body!"
Two dense masses of energy sank into Miss Dong's body.
"Rest in peace!"
Zhang Xiaozu shot several more talismans on Miss Dong's body, and the last one pointed at the center of her eyebrows, freezing her unstable soul.
Then he got up and carried Miss Dong back to the room, and said to Huang Daonv and others who followed: "Her soul has been away from her body for a long time and is very weak and unstable. She needs to rest for a night. She should be able to wake up tomorrow morning."
