Chapter 6 Organization of the Sixth Session of the Council of Elders

The next morning, the valley was still foggy, and the cabin seemed to be floating in the clouds. When I opened the door and looked out, even my own people felt floating, like a piece of duckweed on the water. Are there many people in this world who are like duckweed, without sustenance and roots? Lu Xiaofeng sighed, and closed the door heavily, feeling as depressed as a boy who just saw his lover get into another family's bridal sedan chair. The only sound that made him feel a little happy this morning was the knock on the door delivering meals. The person who delivered the food was a pockmarked man with a dull face and yellow teeth. The only pleasant thing about his whole body was the big food box he held in his hand.

Sure enough, there are six dishes and one soup in the food box, with rice to take away.The six large plates contained all the dishes that Lu Xiaofeng ordered last night. But there is only one piece of each dish, a small piece, people with bad eyesight can't even see it, if the wind is stronger, it will be blown away immediately. The most amazing thing is that the three fresh duck has only one bone, one piece of duck skin, and one piece of duck feather. Lu Xiaofeng called out: "Is this the three delicacies duck?" Mazi actually stared and said, "Isn't this a duck? Could it be a human?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Even if it's a duck, what about the three delicacies?" Mazi said: "The duck feathers have just been plucked, the duck skin has just been peeled off, and the duck bones are also very fresh. What do you think is three delicacies?" Lu Xiaofeng could only keep his mouth shut. Mazi closed the door with a "bang" and walked away. Lu Xiaofeng looked at the six dishes in front of him, and then at the rice in the bowl, and didn't know whether to cry or laugh three times. Only now did he finally understand why that Mr. Wandering Soul was so interested in chicken bones.

He picked up the chopsticks, put them down again, and suddenly heard someone sighing outside the small window behind: "Your piece of braised pork hoof is bigger than the one I ate yesterday, at least twice the size." Without looking back, Lu Xiaofeng knew that Mr. Wandering Soul was coming again, and couldn't help asking: "How long have you been eating this kind of food?" Wandering Soul said: "Three months." He came in from the window all of a sudden, stared at the six dishes on the table, and said: "There is a secret to eating this kind of food."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "What secret?" Youhun said: "Every dish must be eaten slowly, it is best to grind it slowly with the front teeth, and then lick it with the tip of the tongue, so that you can taste the taste." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What's the taste?" Youhun finally sighed, and said with a wry smile: "It makes people wish they could just hit their heads to death." Lu Xiaofeng said: "But you are not dead yet." Wandering Soul said: "Because I don't want to die yet, the more others want me to die, the more I want to live and show them."

Lu Xiaofeng also couldn't help sighing, and said: "It must be very difficult for you to survive till now." Youhun nodded slowly, and suddenly two tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. Lu Xiaofeng couldn't bear to look any longer, and fell on the bed, covering his face with a pillow. Wandering Soul said: "The meal has been delivered, why don't you eat?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Eat, I'm not hungry." Wandering Soul said: "If you are not hungry, you have to eat. You must eat." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why?" Wandering Soul said: "Because you have to live!"

He suddenly lifted the pillow on Lu Xiaofeng's face, and said loudly: "If you want to die, you might as well let me beat you to death now, because you still have meat on your body, and I can eat it to your heart's content A few meals." Lu Xiaofeng looked at him, looked at his face covered with only a layer of skin and bones, and suddenly said: "My name is Lu, and my name is Lu Xiaofeng." Wandering Soul said: "I know." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What about you? Who are you? How did you come here?" This time Wandering Soul didn't seem very excited, but stared at Lu Xiaofeng with a pair of sunken eyes like a skeleton, and asked, "How did you come here?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because..." Wandering Soul rushed to say: "Because you did something wrong, you have been forced to have nowhere to go, and you can only walk on this dead end." Lu Xiaofeng admitted. Youhun said: "Now people in Jianghu must think you are dead, and Ximen Chuuxue must also think you are dead, so you can live here." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What about you?" Wandering Soul said: "Me too." He added: "The general, cousin, hook, housekeeper...these people are all in the same situation." Lu Xiaofeng said: "But I'm not afraid to let them know the details of my background."

Wandering Soul said: "They are afraid of you." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why?" Wandering Soul said: "Because they still don't trust you, they must not let anyone know that they are still alive, otherwise..." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Otherwise their enemies will probably follow them here." Wandering Soul said: "Not bad." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What about you? You don't trust me either?" Wandering Soul said: "Even if I trust you, I can't tell you my origin." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why?" A strange expression suddenly appeared in Youhun's eyes, maybe it was fear?or pain?

"I can't say, never..." He muttered to himself, as if warning himself, his body had floated up like a ghost again. But this time Lu Xiaofeng was determined not to let him go, so he held his hand like lightning, and asked again: "Why?" "Because..." Youhun finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth and said, "Because if I say it, we will never be friends again." Lu Xiaofeng still didn't understand, he still wanted to ask, who would have thought that Youhun's skinny and dry hand became as soft as silk, and suddenly broke free from his grasp.

No one's hand could break free from Lu Xiaofeng's grasp. When he shot again, the wandering soul had already drilled out of the window, really like a wandering soul. Lu Xiaofeng was stunned. He has never seen anyone's soft skills practiced to this stage, maybe he has heard of it, he seems to have heard it mentioned by Sikong Zhaixing, but even this kind of memory is very vague. All memories are gradually blurred, Lu Xiaofeng has been locked in this wooden house for two or three days. Exactly two days?three days?It was still four days, and he couldn't remember exactly. It turns out that hunger can not only weaken a person's physical strength, but also damage people's brain power. People can only think of some things they shouldn't think about, but forget all the things they should think about. Lying alone in a cabin like a pigeon cage and starving, who can bear this kind of pain? Lu Xiaofeng can. Things that others can bear, he may suddenly explode, and things that others can't bear, but he can bear it. But when he heard the bell ringing outside, he still couldn't help jumping up for joy. "If the bell does not ring, you are not allowed to come out." Now that the bell had rung, he jumped up and rushed out, before he could put on his boots. There was still fog outside, and it was dusk now. The setting sun is reflected in a ring of seven-color halos in the mist. After all, this world is still beautiful, and it is a very pleasant thing to be alive after all. There were still only thirty-six people in the hall, and Lu Xiaofeng didn't even recognize any of them. All the people he has met are not here, the ecstasy envoy, the general, the wandering soul, Ye Ling, why didn't they come?And why did Dugumei disappear as soon as she entered the valley? Lu Xiaofeng found a seat in the corner and sat down. No one paid any attention to him, no one even took a second look. Everyone's face was very serious, and their hearts seemed to be very heavy. The people who live in this place may have been like this in the first place. Lu Xiaofeng sighed inwardly, raised his head and looked forward, only to find that on the high platform where the meat boiler was originally placed, now there was actually a coffin. Brand new coffin, the lid has not been nailed on yet. Who died, is it the general?Did they look for Lu Xiaofeng to avenge the general? Lu Xiaofeng was feeling a little uneasy when he saw Ye Ling rushing in from outside. This little girl who loves to wear red clothes and loves to laugh, is now wearing a white linen filial piety dress, and she is crying, crying very sadly. As soon as she rushed in, she threw herself on the coffin and cried non-stop. Lu Xiaofeng never thought that she would cry so sadly for others, she is still young, lively and beautiful, it seems that those sad and unfortunate things will never happen to her. Who is it?How can you die? Lu Xiaofeng was planning to find an opportunity to comfort her in the future, but she was already calling: "Lu Xiaofeng, come here!" Lu Xiaofeng only has the past. He couldn't guess why Ye Ling suddenly called him over, he didn't want to get too close. But Ye Ling kept urging him, telling him to walk faster, get closer, and walk up to the stone platform. He raised his head, only to find that she was staring at him fiercely with tearful eyes, which were full of hostility. Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help asking: "You want me to go up?" Ye Ling is nodding. Lu Xiaofeng asked again: "What are you doing up there?" Ye Ling said: "Come up and see him!" "He" is of course the person lying in the coffin. If a person has already entered the coffin, what is there to see? But her attitude was very firm, as if she insisted that Lu Xiaofeng go up and have a look. Lu Xiaofeng could only go up. Ye Ling lifted the lid of the coffin, and a smell mixed with strong fragrance and stench immediately came to his nostrils. The people in the coffin were almost completely swollen and rotted. Why did she insist on Lu Xiaofeng to come and see? Lu Xiaofeng just glanced at it, and couldn't help but want to vomit. This person turned out to be Ye Guhong, Ye Guhong who died in the man-eating jungle. Ye Ling gritted his teeth, stared at Lu Xiaofeng fiercely, and said, "Do you know who he is?" Lu Xiaofeng nodded. Ye Lingdao: "He is my elder brother, my direct elder brother. If it wasn't for him taking care of me, I would have died in the gutter." Her eyes were full of sadness and hatred: "Now that he is dead, do you think I should avenge him?" Lu Xiaofeng nodded again. He never argues with women, let alone this matter has no room for debate. Ye Ling said: "Do you know how he died?" Lu Xiaofeng could neither nod nor shake his head, neither explain nor deny, he just wished that there would be an extra coffin next to him so that he could hide in it too. Ye Ling sneered and said, "Actually, even if you don't tell me, I know." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help asking: "Know what?" Ye Ling said: "He died in the woods outside. He died for three days. You were the only one who went to the woods in these three days." Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly, "Do you think I killed him?" Ye Ling said: "Not bad!" Before Lu Xiaofeng opened his mouth, he suddenly heard someone behind him rushing to say: "Wrong." "wrong?" "He is not the only person who has been in the woods in the past three days." The person who stood up to speak for Lu Xiaofeng was that Dugumei who had never heard of it. He said, "At least I have been there, and I came from there." Ye Ling yelled: "Can you be considered a human being? Can you kill my brother?" Dugumei sighed, and said, "Even if I'm not human, there are others." Ye Ling said: "Is there anyone else?" Dugu Mei nodded, and said: "Even if I am not your brother's opponent, it is not too difficult for this person to kill your brother." Ye Ling said angrily: "Who are you talking about?" Dugu Mei said: "Ximen Chuuxue!" His eyes were smiling like an old fox: "Have you heard of this name?" Ye Ling's face changed, of course she had heard of this name. Ximen Fuxue! The divine sword among swords, the sword god among men. No matter who heard this name once, he would never forget it. Dugumei glanced at her with her heel, and said: "Besides, Lu Xiaofeng was also seriously injured at that time, at most he can only be regarded as half Lu Xiaofeng, how can half Lu Xiaofeng deal with a Wudang little white dragon?" Ye Ling yelled again: "You're lying!" Dugumei sighed again, and said, "How can an old man who doesn't recognize his relatives lie for others?" Foggy night, narrow road. They walked side by side on the narrow road, they have walked a long way side by side. That road was much narrower than this one, and it was a dead end. Lu Xiaofeng finally spoke: "An old man who doesn't recognize his relatives, why would he lie for me?" Dugumei smiled, and said: "Because the old man likes you." He rushed to say: "Fortunately, this old man doesn't have the problem of pink swallows, so you don't have to worry at all." Lu Xiaofeng also laughed, and laughed loudly: "Does this old man have any wine?" Dugu Mei said: "Not only wine, but also meat." Lu Xiaofeng smiled even his eyes: "Really?" Dugu Mei said: "Not only have meat, but also friends." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Is it your friend? Or mine?" Dugu Mei said: "My friend is your friend." Wine is good wine, and friends are good friends. For a person who likes to drink, the meaning of good friend is usually a friend who can hold a lot of alcohol. This friend not only drank happily, but also talked happily. After a few glasses of wine, he suddenly asked: "I know you are Lu Xiaofeng, do you know who I am?" "have no idea." "Why don't you ask?" Lu Xiaofeng smiled, and smiled wryly: "Because I have learned my lesson." "You asked others, but no one would tell you?" "Ok." "But I am not someone else, I am me." He drank the wine in his left hand in one gulp, hooked a piece of meat with his right hand. The meat is hooked, because his right hand is not a hand, but a hook, an iron hook. "You are the hook?" Lu Xiaofeng finally remembered. Hook admits! "I know you must have heard about me, but there is one thing you don't know." "What's up?" "From the day you came here, I wanted to make friends with you." He patted Dugumei on the shoulder: "Because your friend is my friend, and your enemy is also my enemy." "Our friend is him, who is our enemy?" "Ximen Chuuxue!" Lu Xiaofeng was shocked: "You are..." Hook said: "I am Hai Qikuo!" Lu Xiaofeng was even more surprised: "Is it the 'one-armed dragon' who shocked the seven seas in the past?" Hai Qikuo looked up and laughed loudly: "Unexpectedly, Lu Xiaofeng also knows the name of someone Hai." Lu Xiaofeng looked at him, the surprise in his eyes turned into suspicion again, he suddenly shook his head and said, "You're not, Hai Qikuo died after being capsized at sea." Hai Qikuo laughed more happily: "The one who died was another person, a scapegoat who was wearing my Rolling Dragon Robe and carrying my Rolling Dragon Knife and looked similar to me." He explained again: "Here Everyone in the world has died outside once, so isn't it the same for you?" Lu Xiaofeng finally understood: "This is the ghost villa, only the dead can come." Hai Qikuo laughed and said, "If Ximen Chuuxue knows that we are still drinking and eating meat here, I'm afraid he will die of anger." Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said: "It seems that I must have many friends here." Hai Qikuo said: "That's right, there are at least sixteen people who were forced here by Ximen Chuixue." Lu Xiaofeng's eyes flickered, and he said, "Are there some others who were forced by me?" Hai Qikuo said: "Even if there is, you don't need to worry." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because I already have friends like you." Hai Qikuo said: "Not bad at all." He laughed and toasted, then lowered his voice suddenly, and said, "There is only one person here, you should pay special attention to it." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Who?" Hai Qikuo said: "Actually, he is not a human being at all, but just a wandering soul." Lu Xiaofeng lost his voice and said, "Wandering Soul?" Hai Qikuo asked back, "Have you seen him?" Lu Xiaofeng did not deny it. Hai Qikuo said, "Do you know who he is?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "I really want to know." Hai Qikuo said: "There is a very strange organization here called the Elders' Association. When the old swordsman is away, everything here is in charge of the Elders' Association." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Of course the people in the Council of Elders are all elders, and your Excellency is certainly one of them." Hai Qikuo said: "Besides me, there are eight elders in the council, but in fact, there are only two real elders." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Which two?" Hai Qikuo said: "One is a wandering soul, the other is an obsessive soul. They and the brothers and sisters of the Ye family are the ones who created this situation with the old swordsman in the past. Now that the old Ye is dead, the people in this place have died. None are more qualified than them." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Just because of this, should I pay special attention to him?" Hai Qikuo said: "There is one more thing." Lu Xiaofeng picked up the wine glass and waited for him to speak. Hai Qikuo said: "He is the elder here, if he wants to kill you, he can find a chance at any time, but you can't even touch him!" Lu Xiaofeng said: "He has a reason to kill me?" Hai Qikuo said: "Yes." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What reason?" Hai Qikuo said: "You killed his son." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Who is his son?" Hai Qikuo said: "Flying Jade Tiger." Lu Xiaofeng took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that the wine he just drank had turned into sour water. Hai Qikuo said: "He was the one who founded the Black Tiger Gang, but when the foundation of the Black Tiger Gang was about to be solid, he came here with the old knife, because he also offended someone who should never be offended, They have also been forced to go nowhere.” Lu Xiaofeng said: "Who did he offend?" Hai Qikuo said: "Taoist Mu, the first Taoist Sumu in Wudang." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help taking a deep breath again, until now he didn't understand why Youhun refused to tell his origin. Hai Qikuo said: "The Black Tiger Gang was destroyed by your hands, his son died by your hands, and Mu Taoist happened to be your good friend, do you think he has enough reasons to kill you? ?” Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly, "He has." Hai Qikuo said: "The worst thing is, even though you know he wants to kill you, you can't touch him." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because he is the elder among the elders." Hai Qikuo nodded, and said: "Besides him, there are eight members of the Council of Elders. If you kill him, these eight people will never let you go." He sighed, and continued: "I can Guaranteed, none of these eight people is easy to deal with." Lu Xiaofeng also sighed, and said: "So I can only wait for him to make a move." Hai Qikuo said: "He will never make a move until the hit is sure to hit. Now he has not made a move, maybe because he is still waiting for the opportunity." Although Lu Xiaofeng stopped talking, he didn't shut up. His mouth was busy drinking. Hai Qikuo sighed again, and said, "If you get drunk, his chance will come." Lu Xiaofeng said: "I know." Hai Qikuo said: "But you still want to drink?" Lu Xiaofeng suddenly smiled, and said: "Since he is the elder, he will always wait for this opportunity anyway, why don't I drink a few more drinks while I'm not dead?" Drinking is different from eating. Usually, they only eat three bowls of rice, and they will definitely not be able to eat thirty bowls. However, people who usually drink a thousand cups without getting drunk sometimes get drunk after only a few cups. Is Lu Xiaofeng already drunk? "I'm not drunk yet." He pushed Dugu Mei and Hai Qikuo away: "I still know the way back, so you don't have to see me off." Sure enough, he did not go wrong. Sometimes even if a person is drunk to the point of nowhere, he can still find his way home, and only after returning home will he collapse. If you are also a drinker, you must have had this experience. Lu Xiaofeng had this kind of experience, often. "This is my home, we all love it, There are fish in front, There are flowers in the back. " Although there were no fish in front of the cabin, and no flowers in the back, it was his home after all. A rootless prodigal son, after getting drunk, suddenly finds that he has a home to return to—what a pleasant feeling is this?Besides these prodigal sons, who else knows? Lu Xiaofeng sang nursery rhymes again, very loudly, because he suddenly found that his singing voice was getting better and better. There was no light in the room, but as soon as he opened the door, he felt someone inside. "I know who you are, and I know it even if you don't make a sound." Lu Xiaofeng was not only laughing, but also very loudly: "You are a wandering soul, the elder here, you are waiting for me here, do you really want to kill me?" The people in the room were still silent. Lu Xiaofeng laughed loudly and said, "Even if you wanted to kill me, you wouldn't plot against me, right? Because you are the first celebrity among the disciples of Wudang laymen, because you are Mr. Zhong, Zhong Wugu." He went in, closed the door, and started to look for fire notes: "Actually, you are also an old friend of Mu Taoist, but you shouldn't have secretly organized the Black Tiger Gang outside, otherwise how could Mu Taoist deal with you?" There was still no echo, but there was a fire. The torch was lit up, illuminating a person's face, a face covered with only skin and bones, those sunken eyes stared at Lu Xiaofeng non-stop. Lu Xiaofeng said: "Since we are all dead now, why should we care about the past grievances, let alone..." He didn't go on. His voice was interrupted suddenly, and the torch in his hand was also suddenly extinguished. He suddenly discovered that Mr. Zhong was really a dead man! The room was pitch black, Lu Xiaofeng stood motionless in the darkness, only felt that his hands and feet were cold, his whole body was already cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar all of a sudden. This is not an ice cellar, this is a trap. He had seen it, but he could not escape. He has no way to escape! So he simply sat down, and as soon as he sat down, he heard footsteps outside, and then someone knocked on the door. "Are you asleep? I have something to tell you!" The voice was soft, Ye Ling's voice. Lu Xiaofeng kept his mouth shut. "I know you haven't slept, why don't you open the door?" Ye Ling's voice became fierce: "Is there a woman hiding in your room?" Lu Xiaofeng finally sighed, and said: "There is not even half a woman in this room, but there is a half-dead man." Ye Ling's voice was even more fierce: "I said before, if you dare to let a woman into your house, I will kill you, no matter whether you live or die!" With a bang, the door was knocked open. "The women here are all dead women." "The dead man happened to be a man." The fire folder lit up again, and Ye Ling finally saw the dead man: "There is still half of it?" Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and said, "The other half is me!" Ye Ling looked at him, then at the dead man, and suddenly jumped up: "You killed him? How could you kill him? Do you know who he is?" Lu Xiaofeng didn't speak, and there was no need to speak, someone outside answered for him: "He knows." The room was small, and the windows were also small. Ye Ling blocked the door, and people outside could not come in at all. But they have other means. Suddenly, there was another "bang", the walls of the wooden house suddenly collapsed, and even the roof collapsed, and the people who were sitting in the house were suddenly in the open air. Lu Xiaofeng didn't move. The roof collapsed and hit him. He neither reached out to block it nor dodged it, but sighed. This is his first home, and likely his last. "It turns out that in this world there are not only unlucky people, but also unlucky houses." Lu Xiaofeng sighed, "The house is unlucky because it chose the wrong owner, and the person is unlucky because it made the wrong friends." "You're unlucky because you did something wrong." "You can do anything, why do you want to kill him?" "I told you a long time ago, even if you know he wants to kill you, you can't touch him, otherwise even I won't let you go." The last one to speak was Hai Qikuo, and the other two people, one had a white face and no beard, and was gorgeously dressed; the other was tall and thin, with an eagle nose and a hunchback.The former always has a smile on his face, and even he admires himself very much; the latter always has a sad face, and he doesn't even appreciate himself. Lu Xiaofeng suddenly asked: "Who is the cousin?" Although the cousin still had a smile on his smooth and fair face, he sighed on purpose: "Fortunately, I am not your cousin, otherwise, wouldn't even me be implicated by you?" Lu Xiaofeng also deliberately sighed, and said, "It's a good thing you're not my cousin, otherwise I'd be headbutted to death!" The cousin laughed and said, "I promise you don't have to kill yourself, we can definitely think of many other ways to kill you." He smiled more cheerfully, and he appreciated and satisfied everything he said. Another person suddenly said: "I am a housekeeper, so I must take care of this matter." He sighed sadly: "Actually, I don't like to meddle in business at all. I haven't had a good night's sleep for several months. Recently, my waist and back hurt all the time, and my teeth hurt like hell..." He nagged and complained non-stop, not only dissatisfied with his own life, but also dissatisfied with his own people. Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly: "Unexpectedly, three people from the Council of Elders came all at once." Ye Ling suddenly said: "Four." Lu Xiaofeng was surprised: "You too?" With a straight face, Ye Ling said coldly: "Old man means old qualifications, not old age." The cousin smiled and said, "Well said." The housekeeper said: "The old sword is not here, as long as the majority of the elders agree, a matter can be decided." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What's the matter?" Cousin said: "Anything." Lu Xiaofeng said: "How many people are the majority?" The housekeeper said: "There will be nine elders, and the majority will be five." Lu Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It seems that there are only four of you now." The housekeeper said: "Five." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Does it count as death?" The cousin said: "The people here are all dead. Mr. Zhong just died one more time." Lu Xiaofeng said: "So now you can decide one thing." Cousin said leisurely: "You are very smart, of course you should know what we are going to decide." The housekeeper said: "I have to decide whether you deserve to die or not." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Could it be that I have no chance to defend myself at all?" The housekeeper said: "No." Lu Xiaofeng could only smile wryly. Hai Qikuo said: "Do you think he deserves to die?" The housekeeper said: "Of course you should die." Cousin said: "Definitely damn it." Hai Qikuo sighed, and said, "I think Mr. Zhong's meaning is the same as yours." Cousin said: "Now we only need to see what Miss Xiaoye thinks." Ye Ling bit her lip, and glanced at Lu Xiaofeng out of the corner of her eye, like a cat that has caught a mouse. At this moment, someone in the dark forest behind suddenly asked, "Why don't you ask me what I mean?" Suddenly, lights flickered in the dark forest, and a pair of girls in beautiful dresses came out with gauze lanterns in their hands. A woman with very long hair followed lazily behind them. She was not beautiful, her cheekbones were too high, her mouth was too big, and her eyes were misty, as if she hadn't woken up yet. She was dressed very casually. She was wearing a very large black nightgown, which seemed to be for men. It was tied casually with a cloth belt, her long hair was loose, her bare feet were bare, and she didn't even have shoes. . But she was undoubtedly a very special woman, and most men were immediately attracted to her just by looking at her. Seeing her coming, my cousin frowned, Ye Ling pouted, and the housekeeper forced a smile: "Do you think he deserves to die?" Her answer was straightforward: "No." Ye Ling didn't express his opinion at first, but now he jumped up suddenly: "Why not?" The woman smiled lazily and said, "If you want to sentence someone to death, you must at least have some evidence. What evidence do you have?" The housekeeper said: "Mr. Zhong's body is the evidence." The woman in black robe said: "After you kill someone, will you hide his body in your room?" The housekeeper looked at his cousin, and his cousin looked at Hai Qikuo, but none of the three said anything. Ye Ling jumped up again, and said, "They have no evidence, but I have." The woman in the black robe asked, "What do you have?" Ye Ling said: "I saw him make the move with my own eyes." When these words came out, not only Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback, but even his cousin and the others seemed surprised. The woman in the black robe didn't even have any expression on her face, she said flatly: "Even if you really saw it, it's useless." Ye Ling said: "Who said it's useless?" The woman said: "I said so." She walked lazily in front of Lu Xiaofeng, hooked her belt with one hand, and brushed her hair with the other: "If any of you are not convinced, you might as well move me first." Hai Qikuo sighed and said, "You must do this? Why?" The woman in the black robe said: "Because I'm happy, because you don't care." Hai Qikuo stared and said, "You must force us to do it?" The woman said: "How dare you?" Hai Qikuo stared at her, his eyes seemed to burst into flames, but he didn't even dare to move a finger. The smile on the cousin's face was gone, and his face was livid: "Widow Hua, you'd better understand, the surname Hai is interested in you, but I don't." Widow Hua glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, and said coldly, "What can you do? With the few swordsmanship you learned from the old Taoist Bashan, you dare to act presumptuously in front of me?" The cousin's face was livid and flushed, he suddenly shouted, and drew his sword, a soft sword that could be tied around his waist. The soft sword trembled against the wind, stretched straight, and while the sword light was flashing, he had already rushed over. Even Lu Xiaofeng couldn't imagine that this gloomy and artificial person would become so irritable and impulsive once his temper flared up. But Widow Hua had already thought about it, she shook the hand hooked on the belt, and the soft cloth was also straightened by her in the wind, coiled like a poisonous snake, and wrapped around her cousin's sword. Only the best iron can make a soft sword, but the edge of his sword can't even cut his clothes. Widow Hua's hand shook again, and the belt flew out again, hitting her cousin on the face with a "snap". Cousin's face turned red, and Lu Xiaofeng's also turned red. He suddenly found that there was nothing under the flower widow's toga. The belt flew out, the placket fell apart, and almost the most important part of her body was exposed. But she didn't care at all, she still stood there lazily and said, "Do you still want to try?" Cousin really wants to try, but unfortunately the housekeeper and Hai Qikuo have blocked him. Hai Qikuo's Adam's apple rolled, trying to move his eyes away from the skirt of the flower widow, but he couldn't move even an inch. Widow Flower is not young, but her body still looks like a young girl, but it is far more attractive and mature than a young girl. Hai Qikuo sighed again, and said with a wry smile, "Can you tie up your clothes before talking?" Widow Hua's answer was still so straightforward: "No." Hai Qikuo said, "Why?" Widow Hua said: "Because I am happy, and also because you can't control it." The housekeeper hurriedly said, "What exactly do you want?" Widow Hua said: "I don't want to do anything, but Lu Xiaofeng is the one who was let in by the old knife himself. No matter who wants to kill him, he has to wait for the old knife to come back." The housekeeper asked, "What about now?" Widow Hua said: "Of course I will take him away now." Ye Ling jumped up again, even higher: "Why do you want to take him away?" Widow Hua said indifferently: "Only rely on my belt." Ye Ling said: "How about this tape?" The widow Hua said leisurely: "This belt can't do anything, at most it can only bind you, strip you of your clothes, and let the hook ride on you." Ye Ling's face was flushed red, and his fists were clenched tightly, but he didn't dare to punch out. He just stomped his feet and said bitterly: "If my sister comes back, let's see if you dare to be so presumptuous." Widow Hua smiled and said, "It's a pity your sister didn't come back, so you can only watch me take him away." She took Lu Xiaofeng's hand, looked back and said with a smile: "I have a very big bed, enough for both of us to sleep comfortably, why don't you hurry up and come with me?" She actually took Lu Xiaofeng away, and everyone really could only watch helplessly. After an unknown amount of time, Ye Ling suddenly said, "Old Hook, are you a thing?" Hai Qikuo said: "I am not a thing, I am a person." Ye Ling sneered and said, "You can be considered a fucking human being? You are the only one here who can deal with that bitch, why don't you dare to take action?" Hai Qikuo said: "Because I still want her to sleep with me." Ye Ling said: "Do you really miss women that much?" Hai Qikuo said: "I want to die." Ye Ling said: "Okay, if you kill her, I will sleep with you for three days." Hai Qikuo smiled: "Are you jealous? You also like Lu Xiaofeng?" Ye Ling gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Whether I'm jealous or not, anyway, what I said this time must mean something. I'm still young, but that bitch is already an old woman. At least I'm better than her in this regard." Hai Qikuo said: "But..." Ye Ling said: "Do you want to see the goods first? Good!" She suddenly tore off her trousers, revealing a pair of smooth and round legs. Hai Qikuo's eyes straightened again: "I can only see so much?" Ye Ling said: "If you still want to see other things, go and kill that bitch first."