Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

Chapter 104

When Xie Qiushi stepped on the clouds, his footsteps were heavy and light.

He looked at the dagger in his hand, and the blood on his body was like scorching marks left after a raging fire, which made him a little dazed.

"Is this the third time?" He looked up at Qin Lingche, "How am I doing?"

Qin Lingche reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and his white clothes instantly turned bright red. Xie Qiushi blinked, looking at his new clothes, his mood became a little clearer.

"Not bad." Qin Lingche smiled faintly, "Fortunately, what you asked was 'Is it a good job', not 'Is it right'."

Xie Qiushi was puzzled: "What's the difference?"

Qin Lingche didn't talk much, and only mentioned one word: "Sha."

When Xie Qiushi returned to Yingtai Palace, he was not surprised to find that the splendid spring scenery of Yingtai Mountain had disappeared without a trace, and as far as the eye could see piles of snow piled up, thicker than the clouds in the fairy palace.

He thought: "Happy, I have to be happier."

A cold wind blew through the mountains, and the residual leaves on the branches were drawn into the snow, and the flying snow swirled and accumulated thicker and thicker.

Xie Qiushi pursed his lips, a little unhappy, and went back to the Yuntai Hall alone, found Zhang Ruantao, and nestled in it listlessly, shouting, "Who is behind the curtain?"

"Xian, Xianjun." A plain-clothed boy tiptoed in and saluted tremblingly, "Xianjun, do you want to cleanse yourself and change clothes?"

"No." Xie Qiushi waved at him, "Child, come here."

"Xianjun, my name is Zhuoquan." Zhuoquan whispered, "The emperor asked me to come to Yingtai Mountain to serve you."

Xie Qiushi lifted his eyelids lazily, his blue eyes glowed with a faint light: "I am a stone, what kind of service do I need?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and squeezed the little boy's shoulder, the little boy was trembling with fright, he raised his eyebrows, and said with a sneer: "You are such a bone, why do you come to the fairy house to serve others? , it’s better to go home and have fun, and live a few years less, but it’s also comfortable.”

Zhuo Quan's face turned pale, and he moved his lips, but he didn't speak.

Xie Qiushi didn't care, and started talking on his own.

"Today the Emperor of Heaven told me to kill someone." He lay his head up on the pillow, put his arms behind his head, and stared at the ceiling, the light in his eyes flashed, and he returned to calm, "It's not the first time, Blood splattered everywhere and it was sticky."

Zhuoquan's face turned pale again, and he insisted: "If the fairy wants to, there are always countless ways to not bleed."

Xie Qiushi tilted his head, nodded, then shook his head and said, "If you fight, you'll always get some color, it's nothing."

Zhuo Quan bit his lip, but felt terrified in his heart, and said to himself: I've never heard of your old man dying.

"Do you know who I killed?" Xie Qiushi asked suddenly.

Zhuo Quan was startled: "Don't you know, Xianjun?"

Xie Qiushi said: "Qin Lingche told me his name, I kill people, that's all I know."

"But you are a fairy!" Zhuoquan said in horror, "When Xiao Xianjun is here, the three lords are equal. Even if the emperor is the emperor, he can't deceive you at will!"

"That's right." Xie Qiushi lacked interest, "But he told me that's something only I can do, the only thing in this world that only I can do, if I don't do it, then I'll die alive It makes no difference."

"Of course you can do it," Zhuo Quan rubbed his teeth, but his cheekbones were flushed with excitement, "but you can only do it if you want to do it, and you can kill them only if you think they deserve to die!"

Xie Qiushi raised his eyes and stared at him, his face suddenly sank.

Zhuo Quan knelt on the ground with a "plop".

"Why did you kneel down?" Xie Qiushi asked flatly, "When you scolded me and knelt down, did you think you were wrong, or did you think I would kill you?"

Zhuo Quan felt a bone-chilling cold welling up from the bottom of his heart, Xie Qiushi's blue-green eyes seemed to have no meaning behind a layer of fog.

Xie Qiushi said, "Tell me."

Zhuo Quan gritted his teeth and said, "I have offended the majesty of the Immortal Monarch."

Xie Qiushi said: "You didn't say anything wrong, why did you offend?"

Zhuo Quan pursed his lips firmly, and almost made a sound through the gaps in his teeth: "I'm telling you what to do."

"Get up." Xie Qiushi clapped his hands and flicked his sleeves boredly, "You didn't say anything wrong, even if you said something wrong, I wouldn't bother to kill you, what a trouble."

His comfort made the little boy in front of him tremble even more, the little boy staggered a few times before getting up, and the first thing he did after standing up straight was to bow and leave.

Xie Qiushi waved him to roll, turned over, faced the back of the chair, and turned back like a spinning top.

"Come back!" he yelled loudly.

No one answered outside.

"Brat, come back!" he yelled again.

After a while of searching outside, a small figure trembled in, Xie Qiushi heaved a sigh of relief, but he didn't realize that it wasn't Zhuoquan who came back, but his junior brother Yinghe.

Naturally, Xie Qiushi couldn't tell what spring was what river. He smiled when he saw someone coming back, but there was not much joy in his smile, and his voice was still hoarse: "It's good that you come back. It's too quiet here."

Yinghe obediently answered "Yes".

He turned over and sat up, sitting cross-legged on the bed like a rock, and asked casually: "I'm bored, why don't you tell me who I killed."

Yinghe twitched unknowingly, and counted boldly: "The first one is Ying Shaoliu, the ghost general. He has done a lot of evil, licentiousness, and ruined the 'Lingjun Ten Commandments' that had been abandoned long ago in October last year. ..."

Xie Qiushi said "Oh", nodded and said, "Bad ghost."

Ying He froze, and then said: "The second is He Lingxiao, the immortal general. He cooperated with the ghost panlong lord, injured countless lives of the immortal family, and instigated hundreds of heavenly soldiers, intending to rebel."

Xie Qiushi nodded again, and said casually: "The rebels. The third one has something to do with this, right?"

"Yes." Ying He said slowly, "Shao Liuzhi's friendship with General He has been hidden from His Majesty for a long time, but who can hide it from His Majesty for a lifetime?"

Xie Qiushi said: "According to the law, they should be punished as capital crimes. I killed them. Why do you fear me like snakes and scorpions?"

Ying He flinched slightly.

Xie Qiushi still stared at him.

"Because you never asked the reason when you killed them." Yinghe said softly, "Those who use violence to control violence will often suffer evil, so we make up laws to limit punishment. The more reasons, the more hands holding the knife, everyone will be infected. The less evil you get, the less evil you will get."

"I don't care." Xie Qiushi seemed to ignore his words, "Whether one person kills him or a hundred people kill him, whatever he does or doesn't do, he will disappear like a tree rots or a flower withers, why should I Blame yourself for such a trivial matter?"

Ying He moved his lips and stopped talking.

"Tell me," Xie Qiushi didn't blame him for his silence, but asked, "Qin Lingche has so many swords and sharp blades, soldiers and soldiers, why does he want me to work for him?"

"The emperor naturally has the emperor's thinking." Yinghe's lips turned white, he swallowed the words in his mouth, and it took a long time before he spoke vaguely, "We won't understand."

Xie Qiushi soon understood.

When he killed the first "Criminal Dao" in the ghost world, his white clothes turned bright red without using any spells.

He raised his head in a daze, not quite sure how many people he had killed, roughly how many people could fight him twice, and how many people were shocked to pieces before they even touched his clothes, and even more so. Most of them were old and weak women and children crying for mercy, philistines and traders, and a ghost monk from a temple. When he killed them, he amusedly suspected that these old bald donkeys might have never killed a chicken in their entire lives.

He walked back to Mount Yingtai leisurely with a pool of blood dripping down his face. He went around, frightened and amused, and laughed all the way. Go ahead and scare people more.

On the way, he even kicked and threatened to ask from several fairy mouths that Qin Lingche was holding a banquet at the Yaotai. Today seemed to be the birthday of a fairy surnamed Yang, but he didn't take it into his heart. He swayed his fan all the way, unknowingly Then he walked to the Yaotai, raised his foot and kicked away the two immortal generals guarding the gate, and strode up to the hall with meteors, blood was still dripping from the hem of his clothes like a drizzle of rain.

The laughter and cheers during the banquet stopped abruptly from the moment he entered the door. The faces of the fairies were all different, and he acted as if he hadn't seen them. Standing up, he nodded at Qin Lingche and greeted him.

A needle could be heard in the hall. Before Qin Lingche could speak, Xie Qiushi smiled and said, "What's the matter? What's the restriction? You should eat and drink, just pretend I'm not here. I only got a little blood on my body, but nothing. Sha, everyone is as scared as a quail, what does it look like?"

Everyone watched their noses and noses, and no one paid attention to him. Bored, he pulled out his folding fan and pointed at the immortals. He paused when he pointed at one person, and looked at the frightened expression of that person jokingly. After doing this several times, he finally stopped. hand, boredly said: "I don't blame you, evil is at ease."

"Qiu Shi." The emperor finally spoke, and rescued the silent guests, "Stop making trouble, I have something to reward you."

"Don't, don't!" Xie Qiushi yelled exaggeratedly, "Every time you reward me with something, there is dirtier work for me to do."

The Emperor of Heaven smiled but did not answer, and lightly clapped his hands. Two servant boys came up to the hall carrying a long wooden box, and slowly opened it in front of everyone.

Xie Qiushi was leaning on the back of the chair lazily, not an inch of skin was strong on his body, he didn't bother to lift his eyelids, until the faint fragrance of peach blossoms came from the box, he raised his head slightly.

It was not a rich and rich flower fragrance, but a fresh and pure vegetation smell, but it strongly overwhelmed the sticky bloody smell on Xie Qiushi's body, making him feel refreshed and relaxed from head to toe.

Immortal Taoyuan regained his energy, walked slowly to the box, picked out the branch of peach blossom, raised his hand, and looked carefully at the candlelight, the fragmented petals sprinkled on his face, reflected in the blue eyes , He didn't hide, but opened his mouth to catch the fallen piece.

"Qiu Shi has always liked peach blossoms, and he has gone to the mortal world several times to look for high-quality peach trees." Qin Lingche said with a smile, "It's just this kind of appearance, maybe I haven't seen it before?"

Xie Qiushi was noncommittal, still sniffing the fragrance of the branches of the tree obsessively. He had spent thousands of winter days in Yingtai Mountain, but this peach blossom book made him smell the spring, as if he had returned to the old hometown in his dream.

"Qiu Shi?" Qin Lingche asked.

"Baby." Xie Qiushi said suddenly, "If this Peach Blossom book is indeed a treasure."

Qin Lingche looked at him with a half-smile.

"Where is this Taohuasheng?" Xie Qiushi asked directly.

"I visited it once." Qin Lingche answered irrelevantly, with heavy eyes, "It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to see it."

"Contradictory. Since you broke its branches, why can't you see its true self?" Xie Qiushi frowned, his tone became a little worse, "Where is this peach blossom?"

Qin Lingche still took his time to circle around with him, the jade cup was almost exhausted, and the candlelight on the fairy platform was barely cut, so he said leisurely like a riddle: "It's far away in the sky, but it's close in front of us."