What else was Long Xiaoyun going to say? Su Yang's palm was already pressed on his chest.

This time, he no longer had the longevity card on his chest, so he could only stare wide-eyed, bleeding from the seven holes, and trembling all over.

Su Yang leaned into his ear and whispered: "Actually, in your own story, you are indeed the protagonist. It's a pity that you are the protagonist of the tragedy."

Long Xiaoyun opened his eyes wide, wondering if he understood what Su Yang meant.

But it doesn't matter whether he understands it or not, and it's meaningless whether he lives with his eyes closed because his story is over.

............

Overnight, the snow melted, the blood dried, and Xingyun Village was in ruins.

Li Xunhuan really disappeared. Lin Shiyin also disappeared. Even Tie Chuanjia and A Fei didn't show up again.

I searched every brick and tile in Xingyun Village but could not find them. It was as if they had never appeared in this world.

Even Su Yang didn't know what they were doing or where they were.

But one thing is certain that there is no one in this world who can kill Li Xunhuan, and as long as Li Xunhuan lives, it will be difficult for Lin Shiyin to die.

As for A Fei?

Su Yang couldn't help but want to laugh. This boy's mother is Bai Feifei, not Su Yang. He has his own path to the world. I have my own path to the world.

The road in the world can only be walked by oneself. In the final analysis, there are only four words: no complaints and no regrets.

Besides, since I am the protagonist of the comedy, the people in this story will definitely not have a sad ending.

This is destined.

But Baying is back.

"Master, yesterday Lao Tie said not to stay and cause trouble for you, so he took me outside to hide for a day." Ba Ying looked at the dead people on the ground and took a breath: "Master, this is all your fault.

of."

"What's wrong? It's too cruel?" Su Yang was washing his hands in the pool.

His hands were covered in blood, and the water in the pool had turned red, not any cleaner than his hands.

If a person's heart is clean, it doesn't matter whether his hands are clean or not.

"How cruel is this?" Ba Ying said indifferently: "Master, don't imitate Li Tanhua's mother-in-law and mother-in-law. We are people of the world. What are people of the world? Drawing a sword in anger and killing people in ten steps is the world.

If people are always more reasonable than knowledgeable, and don't fight back when others bully them, then they will just go back to farming and become a cuckold. If you don't kill them, they will kill us."

"But." Baying said a little worried: "We'd better leave quickly. These people belong to the sect. If their relatives, friends, teachers and elders come to seek revenge, it will be troublesome. Young Master, you can't keep killing them."

Bar."

"Kill all the time?"

Su Yang frowned, then suddenly smiled, and asked Ba Ying with interest: "Why can't you keep killing?"

"Ah?" Baying was stunned, but couldn't answer.

Why can’t we just keep killing? Why can’t we kill when others come to cause trouble?

............

The couplets on the gate of Xingyun Village with three flowers have been changed.

It was replaced by seven simple and direct characters.

"Please come for revenge, I'm waiting"

In the next ten days, the three major righteous sects of Baoding Prefecture, together with the two major escort bureaus, came to Xingyun Village to investigate the crime. Eighteen people died and returned home in vain;

A month later, disciples from Zhao Zhengyi, Qin Xiaoyi, Tian Qi and other sects arrived and rushed into Xingyun Village in the middle of the night. That night, there were constant shouts of killing. At dawn, no one came out. Four sects in the world were eliminated;

The large characters outside the door were changed again, replaced by a couplet:

"There is no basis for the axioms of right and wrong. Gratitude and grudges of life and death can be seen under the sword."

Three years later, Shaolin Wudang united the seven major sects and went to Xingyun Village. They fought with each other verbally and physically for three days before returning home defeated.

In the second half of the year, the righteous people in the pass gathered from all directions towards Xingyun Village. Some broke in secretly, some assassinated, some went alone, or formed gangs and invited relatives and friends. Xingyun Village fought in chaos for three months.

One day, Su Yang looked at the blood dripping from the sword and suddenly felt a little tired.

He drank a whole jar of wine and then figured out a question.

The next day, a piece of bullshit limerick was posted outside Xingyun Village.

"I have learned the Lianhua Baojian. The original copy has been burned. I want to recruit someone to try it out. Please come!"

Since then, there has been no voice of condemnation in the world, and no one has come to Xingyun Village. It seems that there has never been this Zhuangzi in the world, no Fourth Master Long, no selfless Zhao Zhengyi, no one like Qin Xiaoyi, etc.

Number one.

This one-person massacre of the entire Jianghu righteousness was later called the 'July Massacre'.

However, in the world, there is another ghost village and a devil appears.

Blood Sword, Blood Sword Pagoda.

……..

A year later, on a cold morning that could freeze a person's nose off, a middle-aged man stood alone on the deserted street outside Xingyun Village.

He was wearing a green cloth robe with long flowing sleeves. This robe would be too long no matter who wore it, but when it was worn on him, the cloth could not cover his knees.

However, he still wore a strange high hat on his head. At a sudden glance, it looked like a dead tree. Combined with his blue and black complexion, he looked like the capricious figure on the stage.

But what's even more terrifying are his eyes, which definitely don't look like human eyes.

His eyes were actually cyan, the eyeballs were cyan, and the whites of his eyes were also cyan, and they shone brightly, like will-o'-the-wisps in the cemetery.

A dove, also blue, fluttered its wings and landed on his shoulder. There was a small bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's foot, and there was a letter in the bamboo tube.

‘Rearrange the weapon list, Blood Sword is fourth’

Yi Cui looked at the flying pigeon in the palm of his hand passing the message, his face changed several times, he sighed, turned around and left.

He left, but the story is not over.

Because human beings have endless desires, and as long as these desires exist and there are still people who have the power to dominate others, the story will not end.

Of these **, the most important ones are of course ‘sex’ and ‘money’.

The female Bodhisattva of Great Joy outside Guan is very rich but lacks love. She wants to spend ten thousand taels of gold to make Su Yang love her well.

With such a strange wish and such a woman who admires herself, of course she should go and have a look and have a good talk about life with her. (To be continued...)

ps: Thanks to ‘Yinzhuwu’, ‘Shadow’s Solo Dance’, ‘God’s Hand’, and ‘Nanxi Old Man’ for their reward support!

Another 5,000-word chapter. Phew, 20,000 words in two days. It’s so tiring that I’m lying down.

I'm going to get together for a friend's birthday. I don't know if I can come back in the afternoon. If I don't come back, there won't be a chapter tonight, but I will make up for it.
Chapter completed!