Xiao Li could not care so much. He walked into the room directly and moved in the direction of breathing he felt before. He opened a door. In the door, under the moonlight, there was an old man sitting on the bed. The old man was huddled together and stared at his coming direction shivering.

Compared with the old man's four eyes, both of them were stunned.

At this time, the breathing sound appeared again. It was the old man in front of him. The old man seemed to be relieved and murmured, "it's not a tiger."

Miao people grew up on the banks of alpine lakes when they were young. They lived together with animals and lived by catching insects. When they faced fierce beasts or rats and ants that were not easy to catch, they would hide their movements with their breath. Because they are used to keeping their breath, they can keep it for a long time in the exercise day and night. The longest Miao people can keep it for half an hour.

Xiaoli is sure that what he saw in the street before is not the old man. His body size is not similar to that of his body. He moves his nose and quickly finds the smell of human blood in the corner of the hall. He goes over and opens the package left in the corner. Inside, a head appears.

Behind him came the footsteps of the old man.

Xiaoli turns and stares at her.

The old man seems to be afraid of him, or she is a timid person. She lies on the crack of the door and says, "it's Xiaojin's, others can't take it..."

Xiaoli looks at the old man with his eyebrows raised. He is a martial arts expert who can hold his breath for such a long time. But he can't feel the existence of internal breathing in the old man. In other words, the old man can't do martial arts.

Xiaoli dare not be careless, she asked: "who is Xiaojin? Where is she? She killed this man? "

The old man lowered his head and broke his fingers, as if thinking of something bad. Her eyes suddenly turned red. She cried and said, "little hibiscus, don't want me."

Xiaoli is stunned.

The old man suddenly squatted down and hugged his knee. He looked very pitiful: "they don't want me anymore..."

Xiaoli didn't know what to say. Knowing that the old man was very strange at present, he couldn't bear to look at her so sad. He went over a little and asked in a soft voice, "where's Xiaojin?"

"I don't know." The old man raised his head, his eyes were very muddy, and his words were confused: "no one knows, when he enters the sea, he never comes out, never comes out, never waits, never comes back..."

Out to sea? But he saw the woman in black just an hour ago, and left by boat so soon?

No, the wharf is closed at this time, and there is a military disaster in the two rivers. Starting this afternoon, the government has forbidden ships and carriages to leave the local area.

Xiao Li didn't know what the old man was talking about, so she listened to her as if she were talking to herself, saying strange things.

Xiaoli hesitated for a while, then came forward, holding the old man's wrist and felt his pulse.

The pulse is not clear, and the meridians are silted up.

He looked at the old man's eyelids again and examined her conjunctiva. For a while, he came to the conclusion that the old man should be suffering from tardiness, which is called Alzheimer's in the words of his mother.

Leave such an old man who can't take care of himself alone. Where is the woman named Xiaojin?

While Xiaoli was meditating, the old man suddenly took his hand and straightened his face and said, "where are you going crazy? What kind of clothes are you wearing? Where's your skirt? Mother said many times, don't play with those boys all the time, you are brought wild by them, and you don't look like a girl's family! If you do that again, wait for your father to come back and teach you a lesson! "

Before Xiaoli could react, the old man opened the closet and rummaged inside.

Turning it over, he said, "isn't mother tired of washing clothes? You change three times a day, and the dirty water can be dyed black. I think I should tie a chain to you, tie you to home, study hard, and see where you can run! "

The old man said, and the search was faster. There was no girl's clothes in the wardrobe, only a few of her adult robes. She couldn't find the girl's clothes, so she was in a hurry.

"What about the clothes? Did I forget to take it? Why don't you have clothes? What about Xiao Qiu's clothes? "

Xiao Li saw that the old man was probably ill. He went up to her, took her by the hand, took her to the table and sat down. He perfunctorily said, "the clothes are airing in the morning. They are not dry yet. I will collect them later."

The old man nodded stupidly. "Oh," he said, "it's going to rain. Take it early." Said suddenly stood up: "no, now to collect, I go to collect." Say, go outside.

Xiaoli had to hold on to the old man again and said, "I'll collect it. I'll collect it. You can rest."

Xiaoli went out of the yard. He did hang some clothes in the yard. He collected two skirts. He just wanted to enter the house, but heard the footsteps outside the yard.

The footsteps were very hurried, and the target was the courtyard where he was now.

Xiao Li dodged to the dark place nearby. Next moment, he heard a click. The door was opened, and a strong smell of blood came to his face. Two weak female figures helped each other to come in, and then locked the door immediately. Then he let out his breath and fell to the ground.Xiao Li peeps out of her head.

But don't want the other side to be very sharp, roared directly: "who is it?" At the next moment, it's the face-to-face murderous spirit.

Xiaoli passively avoids, jumps to the spacious place, throws the two clothes in his hand, and fights with the adult woman in the dim moonlight.

In a fight, the opponent's moves were deadly, but he had some reservations. They fought equally. Because they moved too fast, they didn't see each other's faces clearly. Until the "poop" sound, they sat on the ground. The woman with blood all over her body breathed black blood and fainted after exhaustion.

"Magpie!" Ji Jin subconsciously shouted and frowned. She wanted to go to see Fang que, but her opponent in the fight was very difficult. She had no skills.

When Xiao Li heard the word "Fang Que", he was shocked. He opened his eyes wide and gave a quick blow to the woman he was fighting against. He took the other side to a long distance before he flashed to the fainting woman. He looked down and saw that his face was pale and covered with little red dots, but it was true that Fang que was no doubt.

Who is Fang que, uncle Rong's younger martial sister, who used to sit in the same boat with them. According to the seniority, he should call her, shigu?

The woman who was photographed by him got up and jumped up again. Xiaoli was impatient to fight with her now. He turned his head and wanted to attack her hard. However, because of the moonlight, he saw the face of this person and her pair of golden eyes clearly.

The movements of both men stopped.

Ji Jin knows Xiao Li. Although Xiao Li doesn't remember her, she knows him. She once sought for cousin Liu Wei. Ji Jin investigated everyone around her cousin, including her own son, Liu Xiaoli.

Xiaoli also knows Ji Jin. When they were in Guyong mansion, they met her. She has a good memory. It's hard to forget the people she met, especially her special eyes.

When the two men were stunned by each other's identity, Ji Jin suddenly felt that her wrists were itchy. She looked down and saw that there was a red scorpion on her hand. She hurriedly shook off the scorpion. The scorpion landed, climbed on the ground for a circle, and then turned to the comatose magpie with great precision, and then went straight into her mouth.

"Magpie!" Ji Jin shouts. When She Stoops to check, a stone falls out of her clothes. It's broken and hollow. But when she looks carefully, she finds that it's not a stone, but a black cocoon shell.

Ji Jin looks at the cocoon shell and the magpie, but suddenly sees the pale face of the magpie. She slowly returns to the blood until the red hair is hot, and the dots on her face are slowly disappearing.

At this time, the old man, who had been waiting for a long time in the room, raised his voice and called out, "have you put away your clothes?"