That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 33

After the thirteenth sword, Gongsun Zhongmou put the sword back into its sheath.

A moment later, the little girl in red rushed over and grabbed Duanmuyu's body. The petite figure contained a completely disproportionately huge strength. Even with a person, she was as light as a swallow. Duanmuyu went away, like a shooting star across the sky, passing in a flash.

For some unknown reason, Gongsun Zhongmou didn't pursue him, it seemed that he didn't bother to make a move.

But before Xu Beiyou asked, Gongsun Zhongmou had already taken the initiative to explain: "As a teacher, I can't take revenge with Duanmu Ruisheng now, and kill some insignificant secret guards. For the governor of the secret guard house, it's just a matter of business." Since it is a public matter, there is room for change. But if Duanmuyu is killed, it will become the private matter of the Duanmu family, and he will never die. Whichever is more important, I don't think there is any need to say more as a teacher."

Xu Beiyou suddenly realized.

I and my master have already provoked the Town Demon Palace, so there is really no need to provoke the Dark Guard Mansion, which is comparable to the Town Demon Palace.

This is true even if the master is a great master in the realm of the earth fairy.

Xu Beiyou looked back at the Longmen Inn behind him. Fortunately, this inn was barely intact under the protection of Gongsun Zhongmou's aura.

Gongsun Zhongmou walked into the inn with Xu Beiyou and Zhiyun. There were also a group of panicked guards in the inn, as well as the bodies of the shopkeeper's wife and the inspector.

At this time, Gongsun Zhongmou no longer had the amiable Jianghu people's taste of the past, his face was as calm as water, and no one could see the slightest joy or anger.

If Duanmuyu is just a high-ranking nobleman who has not yet reached the stage of practice, then Gongsun Zhongmou is a high-ranking patriarch with a high degree of proficiency.

For Xu Beiyou, such a master is very strange.In other words, this is the true face of Master.

At this moment, Xu Beiyou suddenly realized that Master was never a small person.Strictly speaking, he and the master are two types of people.He used to be really a small person with his face facing the loess and his back facing the sky, but his master was once the patriarch of the Gongsun family, a high-ranking nobleman in the state of Wei, and the first disciple of the prosperous sword sect. As far as Xiaofangzhai is concerned, they are all out of place, because they don't belong here.

They belonged to the grotesque world depicted by the master.

After understanding this point, Xu Beiyou didn't feel too discouraged, but burst out with greater fighting spirit. He yearned for another world, he longed to get rid of this miserable world at the bottom, and he wanted to enter that different world.

There was no murderous look in Gongsun Zhongmou's eyes, and he looked at the corpse of the shopkeeper's wife. At that time, the shopkeeper's wife used peach blossom miasma and was waved away by Gongsun Zhongmou with one sleeve, and then her own head was taken by Gongsun Zhongmou.

Gongsun Zhongmou said slowly: "Zhiyun, you are a member of the Taoist sect. If you go to cremate the body of Judge Shangshan and scatter the ashes outside the inn, you can be regarded as husband and wife sharing the same cave."

I don't know if it was because of the sword just now, or because of Gongsun Zhongmou's majesty now, Zhiyun didn't dare to refuse, and timidly said: "Yes."

Zhiyun has practiced in Chonglong Temple for many years, and she has a strong cultivation base. Although she has a weak personality, she is not a weak woman who is really powerless after all. Bundles of firewood were brought out, and black smoke rose in a short while.

Gongsun Zhongmou shifted his gaze to the only living person in the inn.

Although the dark guards in the early years were still military dead soldiers who regarded death as home, but with the massive expansion in recent years, today's dark guards are inevitably mixed.They saw Gongsun Zhongmou's shocking sword in the inn just now, and they knew that the old man with the sword box was a figure in the sky that they couldn't touch, so when facing this insurmountable mountain, some of the hidden guards trembled and even turned pale. Pale, like a prisoner waiting to die, without the slightest will to resist.

Gu Yan, who was the leader, looked even more desolate, with a look of despair.Not long ago, the inspector who threatened to kill them all died, and died in the hands of the Northern Ghost Emperor, and the Northern Ghost Emperor who killed them followed suit. There was nothing left.Even the rewarding judge who saved the life of the Northern Ghost Emperor died.

These prestigious chief deacons of the Town Demon Palace were like children in front of Gongsun Zhongmou, without much power to resist.

This also made Xu Beiyou understand a truth, the real strong don't need these meaningless names to whitewash, only the weak do.

For a while, Gu Yan almost knelt down and begged for mercy, but thinking of the cruel tactics of the dark guard, Gu Yan had no choice but to give up this idea in despair.betray?Can a little person like her escape from the palm of the Dark Guard Mansion?The world is so big, where is the shelter?

This time, she might not have the chance to follow Lu Chen back to the imperial capital, and could only die in this desolate northwest wilderness.

Gongsun Zhongmou's attitude towards his apprentice was very gentle, and he asked softly, "Beiyou, how do you deal with these hidden guards, especially this one named Gu Yan?"

Xu Beiyou's mind was shaken, and he subconsciously grasped the hilt of Tianlan's sword, but he didn't speak.

Gongsun Zhongmou was very pleased when he saw this little action of his. If he couldn't give an answer immediately about the affairs of the world, then the swordsman should ask the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand.

However, Gongsun Zhongmou's deep city mansion concealed his relief, and he remained calm on the surface, saying: "If you don't know how to deal with them, then I can teach you as a teacher."

Gongsun Zhongmou stretched out his hand to hold Xu Beiyou's right hand holding the sword, helped him pull out Tianlan from the sheath little by little, and said slowly: "In the world, there are few smart people, fewer fools, and most mediocre people. Many smart people are not born smart People, but they have experienced more worldly situations, and gradually changed from mediocre to smart. Smart people are divided into great wisdom and small cleverness. Small smart people like to use some cloudy methods to solve problems, so that they can pretend If you meet such a person, how should you deal with him if he is profound and can cover up his fundamental desires?"

Xu Beiyou looked at Tianlan's sword with Yunjuanyunshu, and asked, "How should I deal with it?"

Gongsun Zhongmou let go of his hand and said calmly, "It's just a sword."

Xu Beiyou's eyes lit up, as if he had realized something.

Gongsun Zhongmou took a few steps back, Wen Yan said: "But before that, you have to let Tian Lan in your hand see blood first, a sword is a sharp weapon for killing, and a sword without blood is not a sword."

Xu Beiyou looked at the group of hidden guards, the expression on his face gradually softened.

Xu Beiyou had killed Yin soldiers and seen dead people, but he had never killed anyone.

These are two concepts.

Gongsun Zhongmou's voice was still calm and unwavering, "Where are there immortals in Jianghu? Go kill these Xiao family slaves and give your sword a sharp edge."

Xu Beiyou stuck out his tongue and licked his chapped lips, then raised Tianlan in his hand.

Gongsun Zhongmou floated out of the inn.

There were fighting sounds in the inn, and Zhiyun, who was burning his body in the backyard, had a white face, squatting aside, with his hands folded in front of his chest, muttering something, as if he was begging God.

The sound of fighting lasted for more than half an hour, and when the sky was about to dawn, it was finally inaudible.

Xu Beiyou was drenched in blood, leaning on Tianlan, and limped out.

Gongsun Zhongmou looked back at his apprentice, his majesty had completely subsided, and he turned back into that wandering lone traveler.

Xu Beiyou grinned, and asked, "That guy named Gu Yan is still alive, do you want to keep him alive and plant a nail in the hidden guard?"

Gongsun Zhongmou was very satisfied with his apprentice's astonishing progress, but he still shook his head and said, "No, nothing."

Xu Beiyou hummed, turned around and went back to the inn.

After a while, there was a scream of a woman before she died in the inn.

Everything is silent.

(End of this chapter)