That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 454

After Yanying sneaked into the Beichan Temple, she found that the huge Beichan Temple was deserted, and she didn't meet half a monk during the trip. It seemed like a deserted ghost temple, which made people feel chills down the spine.

If it was usual, Yan Ying would never dare to act like this alone, but today is different, every time she thinks that her longing lover is hiding here, she becomes bolder, seeing no one around, she simply no longer hides shape, headed in the direction pointed by the compass openly.

Finally, they came to a very remote hall, the door was closed tightly, and there was a faint smell of rancidity coming out of it.

Yan Ying hesitated for a while, stretched out her hand to press on the palace door and pushed it forward, but there was no push, she gritted her silver teeth, drew out her sword and slashed fiercely, the whole palace door was instantly torn apart.

Yanying looked in, the color on her face suddenly disappeared, she felt her stomach was overwhelmed, she couldn't help but vomited out with a wow sound, and finally she even wanted to vomit out bitter water.

I saw that the hall was almost like a Shura field, and I saw countless monks' corpses neatly "stacked" together, row by row, row by row, layer by layer, like pigs and sheep after being slaughtered.

Yanying held on to the door frame, limp all over, and tried her best to move out. She finally knew why there was no monk in the temple. It turned out that these monks had been slaughtered long ago.

After a long time, Yanying felt a little better. After taking a few deep breaths, she turned her head and looked into the hall again. There were about a hundred corpses in the hall, which were arranged in five columns, five rows, and four layers. The monks died from sharp weapons, bloody and bloody, and some monks died from feather arrows, killed by one blow, but most of the monks had a peaceful expression, no wounds on their bodies, and they were dressed in middle clothes, as if they had been poisoned in their sleep took his life.

Yanying's heart sank slowly, as if being held tightly by an invisible hand, getting tighter and tighter, almost making her breathless. She didn't know who killed these monks, and she didn't know who Vendetta or other reasons, but she knew that the compass was pointing here unmistakably. If Lin Lang happened to meet those murderers when he fled here to escape, and was unfortunately implicated, what would she do?
Yan Ying didn't know where the courage came from, and suppressed her nausea to distinguish the corpses one by one. When she saw the young face still stained with blood, she was suddenly struck by lightning.

This very handsome face was full of horror, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying, which made him terrified at the last moment of his life.

And in these expressions that have been completely frozen, there seems to be a trace of unwillingness.

That's right, I came all the way from the grassland to the Central Plains, first tried my best to sneak into the Tianji Pavilion, and then hibernated for many years. After finally succeeding, I escaped the pursuit of the Tianji Pavilion. How could he be reconciled to the fact that he had a somersault and was still affected by the fish in the pond.

But no matter how unwilling, it is no match for the impermanence of the world.

Yan Ying sat slumped on the ground, staring blankly at the lover's body for a long time, and then laughed. She stretched out her hand and pulled the body out from the pile of corpses, gently wiped the blood on his face with her sleeve, and then Carefully holding him in his arms, he murmured softly: "Lin Lang, I finally found you, you made me look for it so hard."

"Lin Lang, why don't you talk? Are you tired? Then go to sleep for a while. After you wake up, we will leave here and go to a place that is indifferent to the world. Go to the grassland outside the Great Wall and let the horses graze. When the time comes, I want you to teach me to play the flute, play the qin, and play the matouqin. You have promised me these things, and you must not go back on your word."

"By the way, you also promised to marry me and make me the happiest woman in the world..."

The woman's words stopped abruptly.

Because a bright embroidered spring knife pierced the woman's chest, blood dripped continuously from the blood-red knife tip protruding from the chest, the woman opened her mouth, but did not make a sound, only a mouthful of blood gushed out.

A dark guard dressed in a monk's robe appeared behind Yanying at some point, holding a knife handle in his hand, with an indifferent expression on his face.

Yanying didn't look back, but tried her best to hold Lin Lang's head in her arms, and stroked his pale cheek with trembling fingers.

The dark guard looked down at the woman condescendingly, and said in a cold tone: "What an infatuated woman, it's a pity that you saw something you shouldn't see, so I can only give you a ride and let you go to Huangquan Road together to be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks." .”

After finishing the words, he twisted the Xiuchun knife in his hand, and then slowly drew the knife.

Yanying's chest was bloody and bloody, but she still subconsciously looked down at the face of the person in her arms. The eyes of this woman who fell in love and couldn't help herself were blurred, and she was still thinking of the word "Lin Lang" in her heart.

The dark guard didn't look at the man and woman who had turned into corpses, but turned to look in another direction. In a place out of his sight, there was a young man standing with a sword box, guarding the gate alone.

Previously, Xu Beiyou only killed all the hidden guards in the side hall, but he had no intention of chasing down the rest of the remaining hidden guards in the temple. He planned to completely destroy the corpse before evacuating, but happened to meet Yanying who had found it here.

Normally, this hidden guard might not be Yan Ying's opponent, but when Yan Ying suddenly saw her lover's corpse, she lost her mind and had no defense at all.

The dark guard put his knife back into its sheath, took out the prepared fire oil from a corner, then returned to the hall, and began to sprinkle oil on the corpse, and then he took out the fire pocket from his arms, intending to set the place on fire.

At this moment, a handsome figure approached and shouted angrily: "Good thief, how dare you do this?"

The dark guard suddenly turned his head to look, with a horrified expression.

Seeing a middle-aged man flying towards him like a big bird, the dark guard judged in an instant that he was definitely not a match for the incoming man. He made a decisive decision, threw the fire pocket in his hand, and then stepped back while pressing the handle of the knife.

The man in mid-air paused for a moment, flicked his fingers, and the fire pocket that hadn't landed exploded in mid-air. Then he fell from the sky and stomped hard on the shadow guard who wanted to retreat.

The hidden guard didn't dare to swipe his sharp edge to block it, and rolled forward in embarrassment, barely avoiding it.

Hearing a bang, the ground of the bluestone was trampled into a circle of cobweb-like cracks. If he was stepped on, he would probably turn into a puddle of flesh. The shape came in an instant, and he slapped the dark guard's head with a palm, and pressed down, directly pressing his head into the chest cavity. It looked like a headless corpse with some weirdness.

The person who came was Li Shanzai, the master craftsman of Tianji Pavilion. After he killed the hidden guard, Hua Xishan and others also arrived one after another, and two female disciples supported the weak Yan Qing.

Li Shanzai looked at his apprentice Yan Ying who had died tragically. He didn't know whether it was anger or anger, his face turned pale, his lips trembled, and he didn't say a word in the end.

The other Tianji Pavilion disciples also saw this scene, and they all bowed their heads in silence. Yan Qing, who had the best relationship with Yan Ying, had red eyes and tears streaming down her face. Silly girl, why are you so stupid, why are you so stupid..."

Hua Xishan silently walked to the corpses of Lin Lang and Yan Ying. After groping a few times, he successfully retrieved the blueprint stolen by Lin Lang and the compass in Yan Ying's hand, and said softly, "Brother, everything has been found."

Li Shanzai squatted beside the body of the dead bodyguard, and took out a waist card representing the identity of the Dark Guard House from him. His face was gloomy, and words burst out from between his teeth, "Dark Guard House."

(End of this chapter)