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A small blue flame lit up in the darkness.

The pale white paper wall covered with paper knives pushed down the grass, picked up the debris of soil and dead leaves, and pushed towards me with an unstoppable force.

It felt like it was going to cut me into pieces.

Cigarettes were lit.

I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the smoke ring.

The paper wall is close at hand.

With a twist of my wrist, I threw the lighter.

At the same time, I gripped the long knife tightly and rushed towards the pale paper wall.

The flames drew a blue arc in the air and hit the paper knife.

Thin paper will burn when exposed to fire.

The small flames quickly expanded and spread to the paper man holding the knife.

A slight black smoke rose.

The flames turned into flames. One paper figure was quickly burned, and the flames spread to other paper figures.

The ashes drifted away, and a black hole was burned out.

At the other end of the hole was an old man with a pale face.

I'm pretty sure he's a living person, not a puppet made of bamboo and paper.

The old man's eyes flickered, and the flickering light of the fire made him afraid.

I held the cigarette in my mouth, stared at him coldly, and stabbed the long knife into the hole burned by the fire, straight into the old man's neck.

The old man's expression changed and he backed away.

The paper wall stopped.

But the flames did not stop. Instead, they grew stronger and stronger, spreading rapidly towards both sides.

I slashed down hard with my long knife.

The stacked paper figures were chopped over, and larger holes appeared.

I stepped over and rushed towards the old man with a knife.

The old man held a long bamboo pole in his hand and hurriedly resisted.

Click!

Bamboo poles were cut.

The tip of the knife swiped across his side, and blood immediately dripped from his body. The old man groaned and his expression changed drastically.

He threw a handful of paper figures at me, stopped fighting, and ran away in a hurry.

These light paper figures couldn't stop me at all, and I beat them away with two swords.

My foot speed did not slow down and I closely pursued the old man.

boom!

There was the sound of the paper wall collapsing behind me.

Without the old man's control, the stacked paper figures collapsed and became the most ordinary white paper, which was quickly devoured by the flames.

The flickering firelight illuminated this mountain forest.

The old man's back is extremely weird.

He was very thin, so thin that his face was sunken and his trousers were empty.

One pair of legs as thin as bamboo poles——

wrong.

His legs are bamboo poles.

There are no shoes on the feet, and the legs are in normal shape from the knees up, but the trouser legs below the knees are empty.

Under the trousers, two thin bamboo poles were exposed.

The two bamboo poles flew across the grass quickly, and they were even more flexible than normal legs.

I'm sure this old man is human.

The auras of living people, dead things, and ghostly things are completely different.

Using bamboo poles as legs is so weird.

I was in hot pursuit.

But the old man ran extremely fast, running and jumping on his two bamboo pole legs. It didn't take long before he ran far away and disappeared into the shadows of the trees.

By the time I chased him, he was gone.

Li Xiaohei immediately jumped off my shoulder to follow me.

"Xiao Hei, come back."

After spitting out the cigarette butt, I was worried that Li Xiaohei would suffer a loss if he followed alone, so I stopped walking.

Although I don’t know who the old man is specifically.

But his background is not difficult to guess.

Those who stopped me from going to Yunyin Sect were either people from Xiangongtang or enemies of Yunyin Sect.

Of course, it is also possible that both are the same party.

The more they won't let me go, the more I will go.

Because obviously, doing so would be bad for them and good for me.

After Li Xiaohei roared fiercely in the distance twice, he ran back reluctantly, squatted on my shoulder, and looked at the wound on my arm with great distress.

I felt warm in my heart and comforted: "It's okay, it's just a minor injury."

But before I finished speaking, Li Xiaohei stared at the blood on his arm, stuck out his little red tongue, and licked his lips.

"Well, you feel sorry for the blood, don't you?"

"You can't eat blood anymore. I'll find a way to make you eat other things."

I gently patted Li Xiaohei's butt.

He reluctantly looked back.

The paper figurine over there was almost burned. I was afraid that the fire would be too big and spread to the surrounding trees, so I ran back and folded some branches to put out the fire.

The ground was covered with burnt paper figures and black ashes, and the residual heat of the flames had not yet been extinguished.

"Senior, the trouble is solved, let's continue to show the way." I said to the black umbrella.

"Over there, keep going forward, it's very close." The bride's voice sounded muffled.

"good."

I strode in the direction she said.

Out of the woods, a road appeared in front of me.

But the road has been covered with weeds, and no one has walked on it for a long time. Only a faint outline of the winding road can be seen.

Looking forward along the road.

On the slope not far away, there is a high mountain gate.

The grass swayed in the wind, but the mountain gate remained motionless, as if it had been standing there for hundreds of years.

"arrive."

The black umbrella trembled slightly, and the bride's voice was extremely low, containing some indescribable emotions.

I put away the long knife and asked Li Xiaohei to return to the black umbrella.

Turn on the flashlight and walk towards the tall mountain gate.

Feet stepped on the grass.

I came to the foot of the mountain gate.

The stone doorposts are mottled. They have experienced countless winds and rains, and the skin has fallen off and is covered with moss.

Full of vicissitudes of life.

I put my hand on the doorpost.

Cold and rough.

Head up.

Under the ancient eaves, there are three large characters that are almost invisible.

Yunyin Sect.

Although the writing is vigorous and magnificent, it is lost in the torrent of time, leaving only a little bit of the majesty of the past.

I sighed inwardly.

I retracted my hand and climbed up the stone stairs behind the mountain gate with my flashlight on.

There are three levels of stone stairs, with the tall main entrance at the top.

Behind the main entrance is a dark old building.

It can be seen from the scale how impressive the Yunyin Sect was in the past.

pity.

Looking around now, we can see the ruins and lush green grass.

The scenery is gone.

After walking up the three stone stairs, I arrived at the gate.

The thick and tall wooden door is tightly closed, with stone pillars wrapped by auspicious clouds on both sides.

Two lion heads with copper rings are inlaid on the left and right doors with peeling red paint.

Behind the door, there is darkness and silence.

But that's where Dad's past was.

My feelings became complicated.

After looking at it for a while, I reached out and pushed the door open.

The door didn't move at all, as if it had been closed from the inside.

"Is there anyone else inside?" I was shocked and looked around with my flashlight.

Weeds grew in the cracks in the corners of the wall.

There are only my footprints on the moss-covered stone stairs.

It was clear that no one had appeared outside the gate for a long time.

I was stunned, reached out, grabbed the copper ring and buckled it.

Dong dong dong——

A dull knock on the door sounded in the silent night.

After a while.

There was a dim light, shining through the crack in the door.

"Who is coming?"

An extremely old voice came from behind the door.

My heart was pounding all of a sudden.

I can't explain why I'm so nervous.

"I'm looking for Li Xuan."

The dim light seemed to tremble, and there was a long silence behind the door before a hoarse reply came out.

"Li Xuan is dead."