Xu Chong was awakened by a strange fragrance, like a flower fragrance, but more intense than a flower fragrance, which made his already empty stomach sound aroused his desire for food.

He opened his eyes and waited patiently for the eyes to adapt to the light around him. Although the light was light orange and soft, it still hurt his eyes. He thought that he must have been in a coma for a long time, so he was like this.

Fortunately, he was still alive, and the man was dead. He remembered very clearly that at the moment before he fell off the cliff, he used his sword to penetrate the man's belly. Although he could not protect himself at that time, he still inserted the sword accurately. He was sure of this.

The light in front of him dissipated, and Xu Chong finally saw his situation clearly.

A small thatched house basically has no equipment, except for the soft bed under him. Where is this? His mind was blank, but the first move in his hand was to touch his own sword. The sword was not left. This has become a habit for Xu Chong for decades, but he can't remember what happened after falling off the cliff, and he doesn't know if the sword will be thrown out by himself during the fall.

However, when his fingers moved, a heart-wrenching pain came. Xu Chong couldn't help but moaned. When he lowered his eyes, he found that his entire right arm was wrapped in white cloth, layer by layer, and was airtight.

"You have broken arm, and your legs don't seem to be much better, but don't be afraid, they will cure you. I was not as good as you when I first came here. Not only did I break my bones, I was stabbed in my stomach, and I almost died, but now I've basically recovered."

A strange voice came from the side. Xu Chong was stunned and then turned his head. He saw a straw couch next to him, and there was a slightly fat man with a rosy face lying on his side. He was wearing his hair and his expression was loose, and he was looking at him with interest.

If it were normal times, he would never have been so careless that he would not even notice anyone around him. But now, he had just woken up from his drowsiness and his mind was still in chaos and ignorance, so he did not find the second person in the room.

"Where is this?" Xu Chong asked, then frowned and narrowed his eyes. The man's straw couch was by the window. Through the window edge, he saw the courtyard outside and the large flower fields around the courtyard. At this time, the sun was about to set, and the surrounding scenery was covered with the light of the setting sun, and it was peaceful. In this painting painted with warm colors by the sunset, several chickens were running towards him like a joy in the distance, croaking and no one was willing to fall behind.

"If I guess correctly, you should have fallen off the cliff like me." The man said while playing with the big copper keys on his waist.

"So, is this a valley? Then who are the 'them' you say?" Hearing the collision of the keys, Xu Chong took his eyes back and stared at his "patients".

"We were lucky, but we didn't die even after falling from such a high place, and we were rescued." The man was still playing with the keys, as if this was a habit he had developed in boredom. "They... they should be a father and daughter. Although I have never heard the girl call 'dad', I guess, well... it should be, judging by age."

"They live in the valley? Is this house theirs? The cliff is so deep, how did they get out? Do they never contact the outside in their entire lives?" Xu Chong asked a few questions.

"Oh, how come you look like you are trying to interrogate a prisoner? I have lived here for so long, so naturally... Is there a way to go out? Why are you worried about me?" The man seemed to be offended, but not long after, the unhappiness on his face disappeared, because another sound came from outside the door, from a woman's mouth, as if he was feeding the chickens that had just returned home.

"Did you hear it? That's the girl," the man lowered his voice, and a frivolous smile appeared on his face. "Oh, I've been in Maocheng for so many years, but I haven't seen a woman who is more beautiful than her. You will understand when you see her later."

After saying that, he shook his head repeatedly, "What a pity. Such a beauty actually lives in this deep valley. What is this called? Beautiful jade is hidden in the deep mountains and does not flow into the market?"

Xu Chong didn't take his words to heart, because he was sitting upright with his other arm, searching for his sword around the room: he had to find it, otherwise, he would not be able to seize such a good opportunity.

He didn't know whether he was lucky or unfortunate, but he actually met Li Yong in such a place. Unfortunately, Li Yong was really as the man in the Nanshan Guild Hall said, and he did not die. Fortunately, he was met by himself, and he didn't know that Hu Bing was arrested by the government for his "death" and died of illness in prison.

Yes, the man lying on another straw couch was Li Yong. He should have "dead" and died in the woods outside Hu Bing's house, but now he appears in front of him. The bunch of keys on his waist revealed his identity, because Xu Chong remembers it very clearly that when the Li family confirmed the identity of the corpse, he repeatedly asked him whether he had seen a bunch of keys, a bunch of keys engraved with the surname "Li".

Li Yong is a wealthy miser. He locks all the valuable things in his family in a box and hides them in the dark room. The keys are his lifeblood and will not even take them off when they sleep.

He was injured in his stomach and was wearing such a bunch of keys. Who would this slightly fat man be if he was not Li Yong?

Therefore, he must not let him walk out of the valley alive.

Xu Chong had thought about what to do next after killing Li Yong. In addition to them, there were two other people in the valley. Once they found Li Yong's body, they would become new witnesses. The whole thing seemed to have become a vicious cycle. In order to make up for the mistakes he made occasionally, he made more serious mistakes again and again, and was discovered, killed, and killed again.

The hole is getting bigger and bigger, and he seems to be able to go back and forth between cause and effect, and he will never be able to get out.

However, he had no other way. Xu Chong felt drunk and had been drunk since that day. His head was filled with too many past pictures. These paintings piled up and turned into a hard and hard stone that prevented him from thinking.

He just wanted to clear the obstacles in front of him, otherwise he felt that he would explode in the next moment.

"Where is the sword?"

He looked around, now, the sky was getting dark, the whole room was getting gray and there was nothing to see.
Chapter completed!