That night, outside the outskirts of Changshu City, Yushan Pass.

Chen Qiu walked alone on the mountain road with a torch, a bag, and a knife.

The fire can only illuminate the place less than one meter away in front of you. It will also be blocked by clouds tonight. There is no moon or stars. There is no fire, and it will be pitch black.

This week, I really chose a good day.

There were insects chirping in the sparse forests around, and there were some birds chirping. The sound was hoarse and unpleasant, adding a bit of fear to the night.

Normal people would not choose to enter the mountains at this time.

Even the smartest hunter will avoid walking around the mountains at night. Meeting wild animals is on the one hand, and hitting the mountain god is on the other hand.

Chen Qiu adjusted his breathing.

People's senses in the dark will become more sensitive, especially when their vision is blocked, which is the adjustment of the human body's instinct.

He operates his true energy and flows throughout his body, making his five senses sharper.

But the more you practice the heart method of the martial arts, the more you will be able to distinguish the defects of the heart method.

It can bring too little reinforcement to warriors. No wonder people in the world are eager for superior mental techniques, which is better than superior martial arts.

But there is no better choice at the moment. Lei Gong’s heart method is domineering, but in fact it is only limited to the Jianghu heart method. The hard practice of more than half a year has also made Chen Qiu’s body more powerful.

There is still a long way to go before qualitative change is formed.

"Zhou Qi! Come out!"

Chen Qiu stood at the end of the forest, and shouted to the dark night in front of him:

"I gave the ransom and came to negotiate!"

"Swoosh"

A black shadow shot towards him. Chen Qiu, who had been keeping his vigilance, closed his left fingers together, leaned into the torch in his hand, and clamped the hidden weapon that was shot.

Applying ointment to the palm of your hand, practicing Fenglei fingers, making Chen Qiu's fingers extremely flexible. There are also methods for dealing with hidden weapons in Fenglei fingering.

In addition, to be honest, Zhou Qi's hidden weapon is not very clever.

That was a flying knife.

It was dark, with a strange light under the fire.

He placed the flying knife under his nostrils and sniffed it, with a strange fishy sweet smell, which was obviously poisonous.

Chen Qiu looked up at him, and in the dark, there was a faint singing voice coming.

"Who can you stretch out your hand~"

"Touch, sister, yeah~"

"Touch my sister's head, oh oh oh ~"

"The fragrance of osmanthus flowers on my sister's head~"

Chen Qiu has heard this song.

In the Huajie and Willow Alleys in Suzhou City, there are always sings this, which seems to be called "Eighteen Touches", but a good song is really a bad thing when Zhou Qi sang it with a broken voice.

"Brother Zhou is really intriguing."

Chen Qiu said loudly:

"Show up and see you. If you want to get the money, you have to come forward, right?"

"You put the silver on the ground."

Zhou Qi no longer sings.

His voice seemed to be coming from several corners of the night, and the shadows were filled with indecisive hearing, and he didn't know what strange method he used.

He said to Chen Qiu:

"Then let's go back. The meat tickets will be home tomorrow. Don't bother me anymore. If it makes my grandfather unhappy, I will use that beautiful girl tonight!"

Chen Qiu is not bothered.

He threw the wrap behind his back at his feet, took a step back, and he whispered:

"You have to let me meet my shopkeeper first, right? You are from the world, so you have to be moral."

"Moral?"

Zhou Qi laughed loudly, he said:

"That morality is not ordered by grandpa. Why should grandpa abide by it? Get out of here! Your shopkeeper is fine."

The sound was still blurry this time, but Chen Qiu's ears moved. This time it seemed closer and more real than the last time.

"If you don't let me see the shopkeeper, I can't explain when I go back."

Chen Qiu said:

"You have to hear the money thrown into the water, right?"

This entanglement made Zhou Qi seem angry, and his words became unpolite.

"What does it have to do with my grandfather? Am I your father? Do you have to care about your birth, old age, sickness and death?"

"You don't have to worry about it, just..."

Chen Qiu held the handle of the axe behind him, and he exhaled and shouted:

"Who are you scolding me?"

"Crash"

The heavy hand axe flew out and smashed towards the direction where Zhou Qi's voice sounded.

The axe was fast and fierce, hitting a branch two feet away on the left side of Shen Qiu, which was so shocked that the birds were scattered, and a figure fell from the branch in a mess.

"So brave!"

The guy shouted, and as the sound of sharp weapons clashed, he rushed towards Chen Qiu quickly.

This guy is indeed good at improving the selves. He arrived almost in the blink of an eye, and the short willow blade in his hand was so cold that it pierced Chen Qiu's eyes.

"clang"

The short knife was blocked by the axe raised by Chen Qiu's right hand.

He raised his left hand in his empty hand and shot a small arrow in front of him. It was both urgent and fast, and he saw Zhou Qi's head tilting backwards, as if he was being beaten.

But the next moment, the flower-picking thief straightened his head.

With the scattered fire at hand, Chen Qiu could see the guy with a grim face, holding the little black arrow in his mouth.

The reaction was so fast?

"Is it dirty? It's poisonous, brother!"

Chen Qiu shouted and slashed his hand axe forward, but Zhou Qi flexibly dodged away. The guy pointed his toes and took a few steps back, and hurriedly spit the small arrow in his mouth on the ground.

After this delayed effort, another whistling axe flew over at close range.

Zhou Qi, who was about the same height as Shen Qiu, fell backwards, like performing acrobatics, bent his waist backwards, supported the ground with both hands, and narrowly avoided the flying axe.

Chen Qiu slashed with a knife, and the guy supported his body with his arms and kicked Chen Qiu forward and backward with the rolling force.

"Bang, bang"

With two light sounds, Chen Qiu was knocked back, but Zhou Qi's left foot was also hit by Feng Lei's fingers. After standing up again, the figure of the flower-picking thief became staggering.

His left foot was extremely numb and he could not use force, so he could only barely stand in place like a single wood man.

"You're still flying with your feet?"

Chen Qiu rubbed his chin that was kicked so hard that he felt kicked. He held the knife, played a trick on him, and said to Zhou Qi in front of him:

"Come on, say hello to my baby."

"Wow"

The sword light slashes forward, the sword opens and closes, and the blade dances with the wind.

Zhou Qi was forced to retreat continuously.

He didn't dare to use the short knife in his hand to force the Yanfeng sword, so he could only use his strange and agile body technique to dodge the long knife in Chen Qiu's hand.

Chen Qiu's sword was ruthless in front of him, and his momentum was already achieved, just like a death-death battle on the battlefield, and he had great experience in fighting.

Zhou Qi was suppressed so fiercely that he didn't even have time to say slutty.

However, this evil flower picker has a good dress, wearing a long green gown, and his black hair is quite elegant. Unfortunately, he has gone through the evil path and his heart is dark.

Today's affairs are obviously not good.

Zhou Qi looked at the fierce young man in front of him, and he stepped back and snatched his teeth and said:

"You nosy bastard, you are not from that business at all! Why do you wade into this muddy water?"

"Grandpa is willing, but he just can't stand you, a big man, but he specializes in bullying women. Can't it?"
To be continued...