Meet the moon again

"Have you heard, this is the eighth time, what a crime..."

"People in the government are all idlers, right? Haven't caught the murderer yet?"

"I've heard people say that the scars on the deceased's body are like monsters, and they can't be caught."

Zhong Qing followed the monks in front and walked through the crowd. The people who watched the matter had already surrounded the gate of the small courtyard tightly, as if they could not smell the overwhelming bloody smell inside.

"But speaking of it, this Li Da spends his time outside every day, maybe he has offended a concubine who is not easy to mess with, or his lovers are jealous..."

"Don't tell me, maybe I got offended by a vixen, was drained of blood, and stole it away..." After finishing speaking, the man even chuckled wretchedly a few times.

The sound of small discussions broke into Zhong Qing's ears, like dozens of bees entangled in his ears, buzzing incessantly, disturbing his emotions, and his mind was in chaos, almost bursting.

The smell of blood rushed into his nostrils, mixed with a bit of rotten stench, which made him almost sick.

The guy in Biansheng's body wanted to add fuel to the flames, and said in an extremely gentle voice close to his ear: "Look, human nature is like this, ugly and filthy."

Zhong Qing ignored it, walked forward a few steps as if nothing had happened, and followed the monk in front into the house.

"It's better to fall into the devil's way with me. You don't have to be bound by the world. You can be with whoever you want. It doesn't matter if you make love every day or treat each other as guests. Those who claim to be righteous don't dare to say a word, don't they?" Not happy!"

The body of the deceased was still collapsing, and the upper body was hanging down feebly.His blood splattered on the side of the cave and on the ground, drying up into a large dark red patch.His left chest was pierced by a hole, his heart had been ripped out by a human being, and the flesh and clothes were stuck together, making him very disgusting.

But Zhong Qing knew it was not done by a monster just by taking a look.

"It's a person." Luzhao said, "This person has stolen a magic weapon of a monster, so don't look at it, let the government investigate."

"But it involves monsters, are we..."

Luzhao said, "It's good to send two people to stay."

Lin Qing, who had the most "shallow" qualifications, naturally became the first choice.They couldn't intervene in the government's investigation, so they had to sit in the government office every day and wait for the news. A monk from the Changshan sect stayed with him, and he didn't like to talk about love, complaining in the yard all day long when he would be able to go back.

The demon's mouth didn't stop, as long as Zhong Qing was still conscious, he would keep whispering in his ear.There is no logic in his words, he almost says whatever he thinks, anyway, every sentence has to be said to the pain of love, the place where the way of love is opposite to the way of love.

Zhong Qing was annoyed by his noise, and even if she sat quietly for a while, it would only get worse, so she had to keep her eyes open.

Until one day, the yamen servants who ran the errand ran back in a hurry and said that they had found out who did it, but none of them could do anything to get her.

Only then did Zhong Qing and the monk of the Changshan sect grab their weapons and hurried to the place he had mentioned.

The murderer was a woman in her 40s, with a dark yellow complexion and wrinkles around her eyes.She was holding a pair of steel claws in her hand, and she was waving them wildly, preventing the servants around her from getting even half a step closer.

The demonic aura on the steel claws was strong, unlike ordinary magic weapons, the unconcealable bloody smell spread in the air, and the oncoming hostility directly killed their faces.

Seeing this, the monk of the Changshan sect didn't say much, and immediately threw out the long whip in his sleeve, trying to restrain the woman.Unexpectedly, she flicked the steel claw in the next second, and the long whip was bounced back by the steel claw before it touched her body, and even drew a long red mark on his hand.

"You are monks!" the woman roared hoarsely, "Very...very good."

Zhong Qing said coldly: "Did the eight lives in Ping County all die at your hands?"

The woman let go for a while, and then slowly said: "So what if I killed it?"

"What's wrong with others?" Zhong Qing asked.

The woman smiled, and her face began to twist, "You won't understand...you won't understand..."

Zhong Qing said again: "Is there an envoy behind the scenes?"

"No, I did it all by myself."

"Where did the steel claw come from?"

The woman snorted softly and said, "Of course I got it from my ruthless and ruthless husband."

The monks sent by Changshan stepped forward and shouted: "The combination of humans and demons is against the law of heaven. You still killed eight people, you should be punished!"

Zhong Qing looked at her quietly, as if he had guessed that there was more to say.

After a while, she really opened her mouth viciously: "Heavenly...what does heaven have to do with me."

"Why did you kill eight people?" Zhong Qing asked nonchalantly, "Is it to be able to stay with him, or is it for something else?"

"Bah! Monsters are just ungrateful things... Seventeen is a gentleman's wife, I treat him with sincerity, but monsters don't grow old... He said I was ugly, abandoned me, and insisted on returning to the clan It's great to be with those beautiful banshees..." Her eyes were full of madness, and all her conscience and reason were eroded by hostility, "I stole his magic weapon... I heard that eating it raw After ten hearts, I can restore my youthful appearance...I want him to regret, I want him to see that I am not..."

Not so.

"You see, everyone in the world is greedy. She regained her appearance, so she wanted to keep that monster by her side. One day is not enough, so it's better to stay together. Ordinary people are like this, and monks are not immune. Love, don't you Haven't you thought about it?" The woman's voice was drowned in the voice of the inner demon in her ears, the madness in his tone was no less than that of the woman, and it even had a hint of coaxing, "Qi Lin woke up a hundred years ago, did he really return? Will he remember you? Even if you are lucky enough to survive, there is no guarantee that he will not change his heart in the past few years..."

"She said that her color faded and she loved to relax, aren't you afraid..."

"Shut up!" As soon as Zhong Qing's sword came out, the light of the sword shone brightly, illuminating the silvery pavement of the lake, and all the weeds were bowed by the hunting sword wind.

The long sword drew an arc in mid-air, collided with the steel claw in the woman's hand, deflected it in one direction, and even brought the woman to the ground.

The Changshan sect monk took the opportunity to throw out the long whip in his sleeve again, trapping her limbs tightly.

The woman whimpered and shouted, but Zhong Qing couldn't hear anything else.

The words of the inner demon echoed in his mind for a long time, as if they couldn't go away, which made his mind agitated.

The monk glanced at him, then walked up to pick off her steel claws, leaving the girl to the tentative yamen servant.

"I tied him up, and I took this steel claw back." The monk stretched out his hand and walked around in front of him, regardless of whether he heard it clearly, he left without looking back.

"As far as his cultivation level is concerned, he is not half as good as you were 50 years ago." The demon said disdainfully.

"What kind of person is he, dare to talk to you like this? If it were me, I would have already taught him how to behave."

Zhong Qing suppressed the restlessness in her heart, stepped forward and said goodbye to the yamen servant in a flat tone.

The woman was still whispering, sometimes crying sadly, sometimes shouting angrily.Maybe her heart is not like this, but under the erosion of the steel claw's blood and evil spirit, she has become muddled and forgotten about herself.

Zhong Qing gave her one last look without emotion, and Yu Jian returned to the residence provided by Anping Mansion.

The doors and windows in the house were tightly closed, leaving only a little gap for the light to sneak in, and the fine dust danced in the beam of light, forming the only bright spot in the dark room.

As soon as Zhong Qing took off her sword, she heard a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"It's me." Lu Zhao said.

Zhong Qing asked through the door: "What's the matter?"

"I've heard people say that you seemed to have lost control earlier, was it because..." Lu Zhao hesitated.

"I'm fine." Zhong Qing interrupted him and said coolly.

"Zhong... No, Lin Qing, don't hold back by yourself."

"I'm really fine." Zhong Qing repeated, "I'm fine."

Lu Zhao sighed and said, "If you can't stand it anymore, you can come to me for help."

After the sound fell, Luzhao stood in a stalemate outside the door for a while before Zhong Qing heard the footsteps getting softer and lighter.

Out of the sight of outsiders, the inner demon finally emerged from his body unscrupulously, gathering a puff of black energy, first swaying around Zhong Qing's body, and then entangled in his side.

"You have desires and obsessions that gave birth to me. Why don't you dare to admit it?"

His voice was low, and at first he heard almost no difference from Zhongqing's original voice, but when he listened carefully, he could find resentment, unwillingness and bewitchment mixed in it.

"You are afraid that the formation will not succeed, that Qi Lin will die, that you will not be able to find the person behind the scenes, even after the formation is completed, Qi Lin will fall into the hands of that person, and at that time you can't do anything, you just Can accept all this quietly under the loess..."

The black air came close to his eyes, as if a pair of eyes were staring at him.Zhong Qing raised his hand to disturb the cloud of black air, but not long after it dispersed, it gathered again in another place.

"Even if you managed to find the person behind the scenes and forcibly stopped the magic circle, how would you explain all of this? Can you guarantee that Qi Lin won't hold any resentment?"

Zhong Qing opened his mouth, his throat was too dry to speak.

He wanted to say that he made up that formation on impulse, but no matter what, he would not regret it.It is true that he wants to protect Qi Lin, even if Qi Lin will be angry and resentful when he wakes up in the future, at least he can live, which is more important than anything else.

"You don't know the disposition of monsters, and you know Qi Lin's disposition very well." Xin Mo paused, and leaned into his ear, as if he was close to his neck, and whispered in an extremely intimate way , "Tell me, what else does he like about you besides this face?"

"If it weren't for this face, would Qi Lin really like an incompetent coward like you? After a hundred years, he would forget you without you saying anything."

"If it were me, I wouldn't be as useless as you."

Zhong Qing raised her head, and happened to meet the bronze mirror on the cabinet.He saw his blurred face in the mirror, and the black air beside him kept lingering and refused to leave.

In a daze, he seemed to see another face that was exactly the same as his own, tightly attached to his shoulder, like a twin.

"Look, doesn't it look like it?"