MTL - Estranged-Chapter 110 One day, let everyone in the world know you.

Hongluo Town is too small and there is no magistrate, but it is also a transportation hub, extending in all directions, so it is directly under the jurisdiction of Shangzhou. There is also a team of officials.

After the first hanged deceased appeared, the headhunters under the town supervisor immediately went to check the scene and rule out the suspects, but it has been the sixth day, and a total of eight people died, and the eight corpses were neatly placed in the side courtyard of the yamen. Not broken yet.

The rumors and gossips were born from this. In addition, the wind and snow have not stopped for the past few days. Everyone is trapped here, doing nothing, especially in fear, and many bizarre and terrifying stories have been derived.

Some said that the widow in the town turned into a ghost to seek revenge after being insulted and killed by Xiaoxiao, some said that barbarians from outside the Great Wall came secretly to make trouble, and some said that these people were all killed because they offended a certain monk.

"The version I heard is different. It is said that many years ago, there was a family named Li in the town who adopted an orphan because they hadn't been born for many years. When the child was four or five years old, the family's The mistress was pregnant, and since then she neglected her adopted son, and indulged her servants to abuse and treat her indifferently. In the end, her adopted son was tortured to death. It is said that the day he died was also a snowy night, so many people said that it was the adopted son who became Cheng Gui came back to take revenge, and he not only wanted to kill that family, but also the entire Hongluo Town."

The resident of the adjacent room spoke vividly, among the people in the room, only the little girl listened intently and shivered.

As for the others, not to mention Yun Weisi, even the well-informed Lao He felt that the rumors were too fanciful, but for the sake of politeness, they listened patiently for the time being.

Although there is a charcoal basin in the house, the cold wind leaks in through the gaps in the windows from time to time, making a whistling sound, and someone's door outside is not closed properly.

Chang Ming sat at the table, eating the noodles bite by bite, in a slow manner, as if he was completely unaffected by external objects.

The little black dog lay beside him, flicking its tail, half-closed its eyes, dozing off.

After Chang Ming's noodles were eaten and the other party's story hadn't been finished yet, Yun Weisi didn't have any interest in listening to it anymore, so she got up first to say goodbye and left with Chang Ming, Gouzi woke up with a **** and stared at Yun Weisi viciously, Quickly jumped off the table, bit the corner of Chang Ming's robe, and was dragged away.

Lao He couldn't help serving tea to see off the guests, and found an excuse to send away the neighbors.

This time he spent a lot of money on the second half of the inn. Naturally, even the best room was reserved. The two days here are really boring. I heard that there is a new caravan, so I came here to chat and inquire about the news.

He lives in the main house with his daughter and guards, while Chang Ming and Yun Weisi are in the backyard.

When he met the two by chance before, he only invited the two to go together out of the idea that peace is the most important thing in business, and one more enemy is not as good as one more friend. Now old He is very grateful for his kindness. Said that the encounters on the road also turned from bad to good, and now that I came to this town, I heard that it is still haunted by ghosts, and with Yun Weisi and the two of them, my heart is much more stable.

He patted his daughter, coaxed her to sleep quickly, and secretly prayed that the weather would be fine tomorrow so that they could set off quickly and leave this lively and weird place.

The weather was very cold, and half a bowl of unfinished noodle soup quickly became cold.

Chang Ming felt a little pity, and looked at it several times when he put down the bowl.

Yun Weisi had never seen the other party's side so full of human fireworks.

Since a long time ago, the Jiufang Changming in his eyes is almost like a statue on the altar, high above and perfect.

At first, I looked up and admired him, but later I got along day and night, and gradually realized that Master is not a god, but a human being, with a real side, human nature and shortcomings, but still has a fairy spirit. Apart from retreating and practicing every day, I just urge him Practicing, teaching the law and discussing the Tao.

This is the first time that the other party has shown obsession with a mortal thing, even if this obsession is only for a moment, out of the temptation of appetite.

While Jiufang Changming was looking at the noodle soup, Yun Weisi was looking at him.

Gouzi let out a breath from his nasal cavity, wishing he could bark twice, but he still held back, and in the end he just groaned twice, jumped onto the bed, and followed his body's instinct to find a warm blanket and shrink in.

Jiufang Changming noticed the other party's gaze, raised his head, and smiled at Yun Weisi.

"Brother, what do you see me doing?"

Yun Weisi shook her head, her eyes fell on the sword he brought back.

"what is this?"

Chang Ming briefly talked about his affair with Sun Wuxia downstairs.

Yun Weisi picked up the sword and used some strength.

The sword did not come out of its sheath.

He and Chang Ming looked at each other, both of them were surprised.

Yun Weisi tried again, this time with enough spiritual power to split a small mountain.

The scabbard was firmly connected to the hilt, not showing half an inch of the sword's edge.

"What is the name of this sword?"

"Sun Wuxia refuses to say."

Chang Ming grasped the hilt of the sword and drew it lightly, the white light of the sword edge suddenly lit up, and he groaned and groaned, even the dog couldn't help poking it out from under the bed.

"It seems that this sword is destined for you, you should keep it." Yun Weisi said.

Chang Ming had this intention, he pinched the formula with his right hand together, and recited the sword formula silently, as if the long sword was assisted by a god, it flew up from the heart's wish, circled around the room, and then hovered steadily in front of him, as if it was flying toward the new The master reveals himself.

"Since you are willing to recognize me as your master, there is no need to worry about the old name. From today on, you will be called Changming Jian. Taking my name is not an insult to you. One day, everyone in the world will know you. "

His tone was flat, as if he was telling the most simple truth, only Yun Weisi, from this calm domineering, glimpsed a shadow of the number one person in the world in the past.

I saw Chang Ming raised his wrist slightly, and then the Chang Ming Sword disappeared and was put away.

This sword really seemed tailor-made for him, and it was definitely not something Sun Wuxia would own.

Yun Weisi felt that the original owner of this sword probably came from the opponent's carriage at that time, and might even have some relationship with them.

"Brother."

Chang Ming interrupted his meditation.

At first, Yun Weisi was a little uncomfortable with this sentence of senior brother, but if he was shouted a few more times, the slight discomfort disappeared.

"You sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the floor. I got the Ever Bright Sword tonight. I seem to have some insight, so I just sit and meditate."

"No, just go to bed and meditate, and I won't sleep either."

Yun Weisi helped him untangle the strands of long hair and the bed curtain, and naturally, the frosty white on the back half of the hair caught his eyes, which reminded him of the other party's injuries before, and his eyes were stained with sadness.

"Senior brother, after I was injured and lost my memory, did you forget something important that you didn't tell me?"

Yun Weisi was slightly taken aback by the other party's question.

"Why do you ask that?"