Talking with Baili Yu all night, Qiu Li couldn't calm down.

The Qiu Family Fort was not allowed to carry weapons privately, which was the rule in the fort. Qiu Li returned to the yard, changed into a neat navy blue dress, and held Yi Cang to create a long sword with exquisite shapes, and walked into Huilin Courtyard in a noble manner.

It was early morning, and the sun was just rising. Qiu Zhuoxue had the habit of getting up in the morning to practice swordsmanship, and was not in the room at this time. Li Mingxia was sitting in front of the mirror and asked the maid to dress her up.

Regardless of the obstruction of the maid outside, Qiu Li walked into the room of Qiu Zhuoxue and Li Mingxia with his sword, drew out the sword, and leaned against Li Mingxia's neck.

The maids screamed and fled, and Li Mingxia was so scared that her legs fell to the ground.

"Qiu, Qiu Li, what are you doing?" Her voice was gentle and moving, and under the erosion of time, although there were a trace of fine lines on the corners of her eyes, it was hard to hide her charming charm.

"Kill you." His voice was very calm, but he was really full of murderous intent.

Qiu Zhuoxi rushed over after hearing the news. Seeing this scene, he looked angry and shouted: "You rebellious son, this is my wife and your mother!"

Qiu Li smiled sarcastically, and with force on his hand, a blood mark was drawn on Li Mingxia's neck. "My mother has long been dead. She is just a bitch who uses my mother to climb onto the master bed of the fort."

"Ah! Table xi saves me!" Li Mingxia screamed in fear, and Li Hua begged Qiu Zhuoxi with her eyes.

Qiu Zhuoxue was about to push Qiu Li to retreat, but he saw Qiu Li suddenly move the sword away from Li Mingxia's neck. He turned to look at Qiu Zhuoxue and spoke lightly.

"I want this woman to kneel in front of my mother's tablet for three days, otherwise I will withdraw from this trip to Jiangnan."

"What?" Li Mingxia stared at him incredibly, but after seeing Qiu Zhuoxue's face, her heart skipped a beat: Li Mingxia used all her skills. Even if she treated Qiu Yan privately, Qiu Zhuoxue had never talked about her. But now, in order to make Qiu Li go on a mission to Jiangnan, she actually asked her to kneel in front of his ex-wife's monument for three days?

Qiu Zhuoxi originally thought it would take a lot of verbal words before Qiu Li would agree, but now it seems that it doesn't have to be so troublesome. It's just...

He looked apologetically at Li Mingxia who was still lying on the ground, helped her up, and sighed, "Mingxia,"

Li Mingxia didn't say much. She finally got to this point and became the wife of Qiubaozhu, which everyone admired in the world. At this time, she could not let herself have any flaws in her husband's heart.

Humph, Qiu Li is amazing. She dared not do anything to him, but his younger brother Qiu Yan is still there.

So he patted Qiu Zhuoxi's hand and said, "Table xi, for you, I am willing to go to my sister's tablet and pray for you for Qiujiabao for three days. I believe that my sister's spirit in heaven can also comfort her."

Qiu Li put away his sword, snorted coldly and was about to leave. Before leaving the door, he stopped and turned around and said, "This time Ayan will go with me."

When Li Mingxia heard this, she looked resentful and then disappeared. Qiu Zhuoxue's eyes also flashed. Looking at her son's departure, she looked complicated, but she never said anything more.

This is not the first time that Qiu Li has gone out for a long trip, but it is the first time that Qiu Yan has gone out to a monk. To be precise, let alone going out, the people outside don’t know that Qiu Zhuoxi, the famous Qiu Family Fortress owner, also has a sick young son. Qiu Li decided to take his younger brother with him this time, and the main reason is that he wants to let the world know that there are two young masters in Qiu Family Fortress, one of which is not Wang Yuanming, but his younger brother, Qiu Yan.

Wenling is the only way to the north to Jiangnan. There are mountains and rocks here, and the valleys and the mountain paths are distinct from the Wei and Jin Dynasties, but grass and trees are sparse, and there are often rocks and landslides in the mountains. Fortunately, there is only a small village here, and the people in the village have long been accustomed to this situation, and there are few regrets.

A dilapidated blacksmith shop is right at the entrance of the village. There is a sign hanging at the door of the blacksmith shop: Renovation for three days and construction for one month.

A man in high-end outfit, naked with a well-melted upper body, was divided into damaged weapons and metals at the door.

In recent days, more and more people have traveled to Wenling, and the villagers' homes are already full of people. This is the only way to the north to the south of the Yangtze River. Most of them are from the rivers and lakes, and the business of the blacksmith shop is also good.

As night fell, a burly man stood outside the blacksmith shop with a village woman. Although she was dressed in rough clothes and had a dark yellow face, her sharp eyes made people know at a glance that she was not an ordinary person.

The burly man's voice was honest, as if he was persuading the woman: "You just let them go. If something happens to them here, it will definitely attract suspicion. If everyone in the world comes here, I am afraid that the original villagers here will be implicated. You are hiding your name here, so it is better not to cause more trouble."

He looked helpless and sighed again, "It's okay that you were discovered. If you dragged down the master, I see how you ended!"

The woman was originally arrogant, but after hearing the word "Master", she hesitated for a while, but then she returned to normal. "We hid our name here, and originally hoped not to be disturbed by all kinds of troubles in the world. But now, these people in the world have discovered the secret here, and are so greedy that they refuse to leave. Even if the master knows, they will not blame us."

The burly man couldn't argue with the woman, and his face was entangled and entangled. In the end, he couldn't speak. He turned around and returned to the blacksmith shop in anger.

The woman looked at his departure back, looked at the direction of the village with a relaxed expression, curled her lips gently, and then walked towards the village.

The wind in the middle of the night in autumn is a bit gloomy.

From the east end of the village to the west end of the village is the only place for a village with only a dozen or twenty people. The lamps suddenly lit up in several of them. They either lived alone or had families, but at this time, they all suddenly opened their eyes and stood up next to their husbands or wives, with bloodthirsty light in their eyes. They walked into the room where the guests lived and pushed open the door without any hesitation.

The people living inside were the people who had passed by to Jiangnan recently, but at this moment, such a loud sound failed to wake them up from their dreams. Until a stream of black gas emerged from them and rushed into the body of the sleeping person. The body entered by black gas first turned blue on its face, then twitched, and finally the flesh and blood in the body shriveled and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it turned into a skeleton wrapped in only a thin layer of skin.

After doing all this, they walked to the only well in the village to meet, but found that there was only one companion missing. Suddenly, the old scholar's house at the west entrance of the village let out a tragic scream.

"Ah! There are ghosts! There are ghosts!"

"No, Xiaowan failed."

The six people were fast and soon arrived at the west entrance of the village. Not far away, a man ran away in disheveled clothes, shouting that there was a ghost while running. One of the six people jumped and his body was as light as a red feather. Her speed was the fastest among the few people. Just when she was about to grab the man's back, the man had no idea where the strength came from, and a dagger cut through the back of her tender hand, but he struggled to use his light skills, and disappeared into the night in a few blinks.

The woman returned to the village and gathered with a few people, telling everyone that they had not been chased.

"I ran away. The man was dispersed by me and my soul was sucked away. I would soon be a crazy person." The girl named Xiaowan was not old and had good skin as good as a clear water. She should be a simple-minded girl. But at this time, she opened her bright red mouth slightly, stuck out her tongue and gently licked the blood stains on the corners of her lips, her eyes full of excitement. How could such a scene be weird? And the six people beside her were actually a six or seven-year-old child, who was also licking the blood on the back of her hands.

"Okay, according to the original plan, no clues were revealed." One of the few people said, looking at the thin man in gray clothes.

So, a small village in the dark suddenly appeared a few sparks from the east end of the village and the west entrance of the village, and then a big fire came.
Chapter completed!