Dongfang Wenxin had heard a lot of Chu Qihun along the way. It seems that Chu Qihun has been famous for a long time, and he is the only top killer who can compare with the Dongfang family, a family of killers. It can be said that originally
Even though they are famous, they are even more famous now. Even when I arrived, I didn’t realize that there was anything laughable about what these people said. How could such passionate deeds be considered a joke? However, as soon as my son and daughter-in-law heard it,
I'm just so happy...this is so weird.
Ever since he entered a populated place, Dongfang Wenxin no longer called Jun Moxie by his first name, but instead called him by his nickname, 'San'er'. Firstly, he would not reveal his identity, and secondly, he felt that this title was more affectionate... "Mom, now
There are so many people talking here that I can’t explain it to you. I’ll explain it to you in detail when I’m on the road another day. You’ll be happy when you understand the cause and effect!” Jun Moxie laughed.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred. The cotton curtain blocking the entrance of the tavern suddenly flew up, and countless snowflakes roared in with the strong wind. Some grumpy guests suddenly wanted to curse, but they
Then he sat down with a look of fear on his face.
In the white snow, purple light was dancing, and three purple-robed men entered the tavern like ghosts; it was snowing heavily outside; but when these three people walked in, their bodies were actually clean, and there was not even a trace of snowflakes or mud on their shoes.
It was as clean as if I had just come out of the bathhouse, feeling refreshed.
Wearing a purple robe that symbolizes the surname, the person coming is the person who belongs to the Dream Blood Sea!
After the three people came in, they looked around and looked at everyone's face and body. Wherever their eyes looked, people in that direction felt as if they had been stripped naked in the ice and snow, and it was bone-piercing.
The coldness of the forest!
After observing around like this, he walked a few steps inside and stood next to the big fire pit. Only then did he notice that there were no empty tables. One of them frowned and took the table closest to him.
He patted the table, stretched out a finger, and pointed toward the door!
The meaning is obvious: get out!
There are five people at this table, and they are the five burly men that Jun Moxie sent away. Unexpectedly, when I moved here, I would be kicked out again, which was a bad time. But the five of them acted more neatly, and the wind was rolling.
He cleared the table as usual, bowed, and walked out dejectedly, disappearing into the wind and snow... The faces of the three human kings in this dreamy sea of blood were quite ugly. Who dared to touch them at this time?
Their bad luck? Isn’t that seeking death?
Looking around the world, there are a few more Chu Qihuns. No matter how many there are, they are definitely not the ones! It is certain to lose face, but it is definitely better than losing one’s life!
The tavern instantly became quiet. The people at the tables who were talking loudly about the Three Holy Lands and Chu Qihun were now even more submissive, leaning on the table and eating and drinking, but they didn't even dare to make a sound of chewing. Honestly
It's like a third-grade elementary school student who met his homeroom teacher... "Wine! Food! Pick it out and serve it quickly!" A man in purple robe had a sullen face and sat down with a straight face. On the counter, two old men
He raised his head, took a look, and then fell down at the same time, seeming to sigh.
The waiter quickly served the food and wine, and the three purple-robed men began to eat and drink. They were dull and no one spoke. Their demeanor was not very arrogant, but there was a kind of indifference in their bones.
The hotel that was bustling just now suddenly became silent. Everyone was as silent as a cicada. Chu Qihun slapped the three holy places in the face like this. These people were obviously full of anger. Whoever encountered him would be unlucky. Everyone can
They don't want to be the unlucky guy.
We people don’t have Chu Qihun’s strength, let alone Chu Qihun’s courage!
"Dream Blood Sea... It's so majestic." Jun Moxie chuckled. Mei Xueyan gave him a warning look, signaling him not to cause trouble. Now is not a good time to cause trouble.
"It seems that Chu Qihun must be nearby!" Jun Moxie said quietly.
Mei Xueyan remained calm and said through the message: "If we encounter... can we help? In the final analysis, this matter is our..."
Jun Moxie smiled noncommittally and said nothing.
It's so quiet that you can hear the sound of snow falling in the vast land outside the door. The north wind whistles, getting closer and closer and then disappearing in an instant. This tavern is full of people.
, as quiet as a ghost.
"Pah, pah, pah..." There were several loud and crisp sounds outside, as if they were thin bamboo poles beating on the hard ice, getting closer and closer, particularly heavy footsteps, and quite rapid footsteps.
The sound of breathing was also clearly audible.
The sound got closer and closer, and finally came to the door.
As soon as the door curtain was lifted, a walking stick stretched out first and tapped the ground hard. With a cough, a man moved in with difficulty, covered with snowflakes. It was not until he came in that everyone realized that this man had a wooden stick.
He was pressed into his armpit and one leg was dragging limply. The person who came was actually a lame man.
His face was covered with wrinkles, and his head was wrapped in a thick white cloth. There seemed to be a little bit of blood showing through. The thick white cloth even covered one of his eyes, as if he was blind. The other eye was exposed.
His eyes were full of pain, but he was carrying a long and narrow package on his back.
Could this person who looked so miserable be a mysterious person? Otherwise, how could he be traveling in such bad weather?
The man moved in with difficulty, and everyone watched. He coughed violently several times, and shook his body. Snowflakes fell to the ground under his feet, and some ice particles stuck to his body, including his hat.
The few strands of hair exposed in the gaps were frozen into ice strips.
"Bring me a pot of shochu...ten steamed buns; a plate of beef." The man was trembling with cold, his teeth were chattering, and he took out a few broken pieces of silver from his arms.
Everyone opened their mouths and frowned. The sound was as unpleasant as a duck that hadn't had water for seven or eight days and its neck was stuck again.
Then he looked around and saw that there was no empty seat to be found. He didn't seem to have the skills of Master Jun, a man in the sea of blood, to make other guests give up their seats to him, but he had other plans and just sat down.
In front of the brazier, he breathed in hissingly, rubbed his hands vigorously, and said hello to everyone with some embarrassment, saying: "Hey...the weather is really cold..."
As soon as he came in, the three people from Dream Blood Sea looked at him and looked at him for a long time. One of them, a man with a square face and big ears, suddenly smiled and said softly: "Friend, where did you come from? Why did you do this?
Looking so embarrassed?"
"Ah, sir, I'd like to ask you for your information... Well, I think it's an unlucky year. In this snowy weather, I unexpectedly encountered a robber..."
The cripple said without tears: "I have been working hard for a whole year, and finally saved several hundred taels of silver. I wanted to go home and spend a good year... I didn't expect that when I walked to Gongji Mountain, I was attacked by someone.
It was robbed...everything on my body was looted. Even the fur coat I bought for my mother-in-law and child was taken away...of those hundreds of taels of silver...only the coat was left.
There were less than three taels of scattered silver in the pocket... The most outrageous thing was that the young man only said a few words to beg for mercy, and the thief... the thief actually broke one of the villain's legs and lost one of his feet, and finally knew the way of the world.
It’s hard to do, and I don’t know if I can return home with such a broken life..."
"It's really too much..." The purple-robed man sighed and said with great sympathy: "In recent years, desperadoes have become more and more rampant, and they all want to have a good year... However, those who were robbed by him
People, why don’t you want to have a good New Year? Who doesn’t want to reunite beautifully with his wife and children?”
"That's right." The lame man slapped his thigh, then hissed in pain, squeezed his one eye and said, "Those people are really heartless!"
"Well, what does the man who robbed you look like?" The man in purple robe asked with concern. "Tell me, so we can be on guard."
"I didn't even see clearly what that person looked like...he was all in white, like a snowman suddenly came to life; after a few bangs, I became like this...I just managed to beg for mercy a few times, and was killed by that person.
He broke my legs, and until I woke up, I couldn't see clearly what the thief looked like. Even if I wanted to report him to the police, I couldn't tell him clearly..." As he said this, he actually shed tears.
The man in purple robe said amiably: "However, it is always good to be able to save a life. It is better than being robbed and killed... It can be regarded as a great blessing among misfortunes, friend, don't you think so?"
The lame man's expression was startled, and he let out a long sigh for a long time. At this time, the wine and steamed buns and beef he asked for were also served. He took a sip of the warm shochu and suddenly lowered his head sadly, his shoulders shaking, his vest
His robe could also be seen twitching, as if he was crying... Dongfang Wenxin sighed and whispered: "With one foot, you will eventually realize that the world is difficult to navigate. It is really pitiful... San'er, such a poor person, if you can help, just
Please help me, you have quite a lot of money, and you have the money to buy tables, so you don't have much money to help others."
Jun Moxie had been sizing up the cripple calmly. Hearing this, he smiled and lowered his voice and said, "Mom, you are mistaken. Don't worry, this cripple is not pitiful at all. There are no more pitiable people in this world than him."
There are so many people.”
As he spoke, he smiled meaningfully and said, "Mom, just keep watching; there may be many people here who really deserve pity, but they are definitely not some lame person who will eventually realize that the world is difficult to navigate despite having only one foot.
I don’t know who will have no chance to return to the world tomorrow morning!”
Mei Xueyan smiled softly and said: "Mom, what Mo Xie said this time is right. Have you not seen the three supreme masters of Dream Blood Sea? From the time they entered the shop until now, the most people in the shop are
Just take a look at him? But why would he interrogate this lame man in such a pleasant manner? Why do they, a master outside the world of mortals, care about such a lame man?"
Dongfang Wen was startled and asked in confusion, "Is there something weird about that lame man?"
Jun Moxie and Mei Xueyan laughed at the same time: "It's so weird..."
Mei Xueyan and Jun Moxie both had strong spiritual senses and had already sensed something was wrong with the lame man. Ever since he came in, the two of them had noticed it keenly. Jun Moxie had a sinister smile on his lips, quietly.
Have tea there.
Although they were not 100% sure, both of them guessed that this lame man was most definitely the killer Chu Qihun!
The supreme killer of a generation is now being recited as an immortal legend...