The blood-red setting sun slowly fell down the sky, and half of it was on the horizon.
Inside a dilapidated building on top of a hill.
Zhen Xun slowly pushed open the door, stepped on the gravel and mud on the ground, walked into the lobby of the building, and looked towards the front right window.
The blood-red sunlight shone in through the arched window, printing a slender figure with long hair at the window.
Zhen Xun squinted his eyes and surveyed the surrounding environment.
There is nothing in the whole hall, no furniture, no pillars, not even stairs to go up and down. At a glance, there is only a flat area, the ground is full of gravel residues, and broken pieces of wooden furniture. Standing at the door, you can directly See round arched windows on all sides.
Most of the round arched windows as tall as two people are broken, and some still have broken wooden frames. Wooden thorns protruding out of nowhere hung alone in the center of the window.
The entire hall was dyed bloody by the setting sun, exuding a strong sense of decadence and dilapidation.
The long-haired figure stood in front of a window, holding the frame of the window and looking out. The cold wind blew past, causing her skirt to flutter back and forth.
Zhen Xun frowned. From his angle, he could only see the dark shadow of the figure, and he couldn't even tell what color skirt she was wearing. The red sun was so vivid that it made all the other shadows blacker.
The sun is blood red, the shadows are black.
"I don't like meeting you in this kind of place, at this time, and under such circumstances. My dear sister." Zhen Xun frowned and said in a low voice.
"If I don't have to come, I don't want to see you either." The black shadow woman still looked out of the window and said without looking back.
Her voice is very soft, like a defenseless weak girl, giving off a strong sense of softness and harmlessness.
Hearing the voice, Zhen Xun frowned even deeper.
"Tell me, what do you mean at home? Let me come out to deal with this matter, but how long has it been since I sent out the call for help? I haven't heard back yet. Could it be that they plan to ask you to help me solve the trouble?"
"Of course not." The woman replied with a smile. "Of course, if you beg me personally, as my dearest brother's request, I can consider helping you." That's what she said, but the sarcasm in her tone was extremely obvious.
"I don't have much time." Zhen Xun's face sank.
"What a boring brother." The woman turned her head slowly, the long hair in the shawl kept rising with the wind, covering most of her face, and most of the face in the shadow was pitch black, only a pair of shiny red eyes could be seen. Bloody eyes stared quietly at Zhen Xun in the sunlight.
"Every time I see you, I have an urge to kill you...."
"What a coincidence, me too." Not to be outdone, Zhen Xun met the woman's bloody eyes.
The two looked at each other calmly for a long time.
"The home is almost ready, and it may be evacuated at any time. You have to be prepared for the aftermath." After all, the woman told the news she came to pass.
Zhen Xun was taken aback, closed his eyes and thought for a while.
"How could it be so fast?"
"Because the Shangyang family has also come, and the rest of the small forces are okay, but they are also dispatched from the same family, and they are obviously coming to the resource-poor Northland. The purpose can be imagined. So our dearest grandpa, decided to Evacuate early." The woman replied calmly.
Zhen Xun took a deep breath, feeling a little unwilling.
"Then the foundation we have here, the power we have cultivated, the situation..."
"With the magic knife in hand, it doesn't matter where it rises again. That is our foundation. What is the current situation? As for power, some mortals are just like weeds, which can grow again soon after death. Need scruples?" The woman interrupted him.
Zhen Xun was silent. He is very clear that once they withdraw and leave, those who have lost their foundation and power will collapse like a castle in the air under the impact of Hongfang and other forces.
The foundation that has been cultivated for tens of hundreds of years will be reduced to ashes in a blink of an eye.
After a while, he recovered from the sudden news.
"when are we leaving?"
"I don't know, but it won't be too late. The news that we have mastered the Red Dragon Saber spread quickly, and the forces that were diverted before started to rush here again. So it won't be too late." The woman replied.
"I... I understand... I'll be ready when I go back." Zhen Xun let out a breath,
Songjiazhuang.
The sky was bright, in the gray light, beside the burned ruins of Songjiazhuang.
Under a dead tree, three bluestones the size of the palm of a foot were placed. The stones seemed to be placed under the tree randomly, but in fact they formed a skewed triangle.
The dead tree bared its fangs and claws, and its whole body was pitch black, as if it had been smoked by fire. A few crows stopped on the branches of the tree and combed their black feathers, croaking strangely from time to time.
Click... .click... ..click.....
Suddenly there was a rhythmic sound of footsteps in the distance, and the boots stepped on the black ash and sand on the ground, making a crisp sound like stepping on snow.
A strong, burly, tall, bald man was walking slowly towards the dead tree.
He was carrying two machetes on his back, wearing a black suit, brown wrist guards and half-body leather armor on his arms and chest. What's even weirder is that not only did he have no hair, he didn't even have eyebrows and beard. , not even eyelashes.
This kind of bare water gave people an inexplicable feeling of danger and fierceness.
The man walked under the dead tree and glanced at the three bluestones on the ground. He took out a long stick wrapped in black cloth with his backhand, touched it lightly with a flint, and it ignited.
Yellow-red flames danced, accompanied by bursts of black smoke. An indescribable foul smell slowly permeated.
Time passed by every minute and every second.
Soon, the crows on the dead tree were disturbed and flew away into the distance.
The man turned around and saw in another direction not far away, a woman in pitch black and wearing a veil, walking slowly towards here.
"But Luwaishou?" The woman asked in a deep voice.
"Zhuo?" Lu Sheng only asked one letter of the name.
"Yes. I brought some things, all of which were collected during these times, a total of eight. I need time for the rest."
Lu Sheng grinned.
"You show me first, I'll check it out, it's okay if you don't need to trade this time, I'll see if the goods are what I want first."
Zhuo Wenyu hesitated, then nodded.
From the small bag she was carrying behind her back, she took out a gold silk underwear and lightly threw it to Lu Sheng.
As soon as the latter caught it, he could still smell a faint fragrance from above.
"Among the things you want, is this one okay? This is someone else's personal clothing, woven with gold thread, and it's something hundreds of years ago."
As soon as Lu Sheng received it, he immediately felt a trace of Yin Qi emanating from the obscene clothes. He seemed to be able to directly absorb this kind of thing with extremely low Yin Qi content without a drop of blood. Just like the green stone at the beginning.
At that moment, he calmly pinched the obscene clothes, pretending to examine them carefully. A trace of Yin Qi continued to flow into his body following his inspection.
"Yes. It counts as one." He smiled and explained: "The things I want, first, it is best to be a tomb object. The age does not matter, but it should not be too short.
Second, it must be the personal belongings of the original owner during his lifetime. "
"This is easy." Zhuo Wenyu nodded. "I'll try to find as many of these things as possible for you, but I also hope that you can help me collect some things in exchange."
"What?" Lu Sheng asked.
"Human blood wine for 100 people. To mix blood from different people, you don't need much blood, just one drop per person is enough." Zhuo Wenyu made this weird request.
Lu Sheng thought about it.
"Okay." In his position, it is very easy to obtain such blood wine. The only thing to worry about is that she will use this blood wine to do something bad to the bloodletting person.
But after Lu Sheng thought about it, he also knew that his idea was a bit ridiculous. If she had this terrifying strength, she wouldn't be able to defeat even a mortal like herself, who is not yet at the top level.
"And that little tripod, please keep it safe." Zhuo Wenyu was extremely sad for that tripod.
"Don't worry." Lu Sheng wrapped the golden silk obscene clothes with the black cloth prepared in advance. "What else?" He raised his head and continued to look at Zhuo Wenyu.
"Can you let me see Xiao Ding first?" Zhuo Wenyu whispered softly.
"Of course." Lu Sheng took out a palm-sized black tripod from his arms. "After you give me fifteen. I'll give it to you."
Zhuo Wenyu gritted his teeth and stared at Xiao Ding.
"Okay!" She quickly took out every small thing from her backpack, a dressing box, a copper mirror, a wooden comb, a small pillow... .
Passed these things to Lu Sheng one by one, and he touched them one by one carefully. There are seven things in total, only two of which have Yin Qi, and not many of them. This made him a little disappointed.
"That's all? There are only two things here. Including the first item just now, there are three items in total." He frowned.
"It's only three?!" Zhuo Wenyu was helpless. She didn't know what Lu Sheng's purpose was in being so picky, but there was no difference between these things, they were all funeral objects and favorite things of their respective owners.
But Lu Sheng insisted on picking out only three of them, and discarded the rest.
"I'm not bluffing you, it's really not what I want." Lu Sheng explained. "In addition, I have to check it myself before I know if I want this thing."
Zhuo Wenyu can't understand it, but she has seen a lot of such weird needs. Many weird and demon families are extremely weird in themselves, and she is no stranger to them.
It's just that in this way, how many of these things can be counted, or Lu Sheng has the final say, she has no choice.
"Okay... If that's the case, let's count it as three this time. Do you want these things? Don't let me take them back."
Lu Sheng shook his head.
"Take them all back." He also saw that Zhuo Wenyu couldn't sense the Yin energy. In other words, so far, he has not seen anyone who can feel the existence of Yin Qi like himself.
If according to what Duanmuwan said, there is no vitality in the air in this world, then what exactly is Yin Qi? Why its essence can be used by oneself is a question that needs to be studied.
The so-called yin qi is just the name he defined for this thing at first. In fact, he doesn't know what this aura is.
The two re-exchanged the time and place of the next new transaction under the tree, and then Zhuo Wenyu left in a hurry. Lu Sheng also quickly returned to the way he came from.
He needs to go to the old gang leader again, and he has to ask Hong Mingzi carefully about the situation of the Zhen family recently.
Recently, the situation between Hongfang and Zhen's family has become more and more confusing. Especially the movements of the Zhen family seemed a little too quiet, something was wrong.