The venison is cooked, and the aroma is more intense.

Lin Xuan handed a large piece of venison to the sword, and he took the next piece himself and divided it with a knife.

After some war, and most of the day's escape, the two had already been hungry on the back of the chest, physically and mentally exhausted.

At this moment, although the venison is not half-smelled, it is particularly sweet to eat.

There is also a pot of rice wine on the back of the stolen horse, Lin Xuan and the sword one or two people drink wine, while eating meat, not happy.

After dark, the two spent the night in the valley, but they did not do well overnight.

Early the next morning, Lin Xuan was sleeping sweetly, but suddenly he was kicked.He opened his eyes and found that the sky was bright, and the sword had already woken up.

After a night of rest and recuperation, the face of the sword looked better, and the whole person stood up and had a high style.

"Boy, get up, feed the horse, and take you to a place today."together swords.

“Master, where are you going today?”Lin Xuan rubbed his eyes and asked curiously.

"When you get there, you'll know."

As soon as the sword did not say much, Lin Xuan did not ask any more questions, he got up honestly, fed the horse, and then baked two large pieces of venison, part of which was for breakfast, and the rest was left on the road to eat.

When the sun rose, the two men slowly walked out of the valley, along the foot of the mountain, and went around the northwest.

After half a day, there was no road, and in front of the rugged mountains and forests, the horses were already difficult to move forward.

The two men simply gave birth to the horse, thorny with a sword, and walked to the depths of the mountain forest.

Before dark, the two men turned over three mountains and finally came to a beautiful valley.

The range of this valley is not small, about 30 miles square, the valley is flat, there are rivers across the valley, several villages live along the river, the valley flat land to cultivate a plot of fields, from a distance, you can see some of the figure of working in the field.

Lin Xuan said strangely, “Master, you brought me here, you will not intend to start with these villages?”There are only five or six small villages here, and the population is probably not more than a thousand people.

The sword said without good: “What do you think of your boy!Well, the teacher forgot to tell you that if you want to accomplish your goal, you can only start with the people in the city, because that city is home to 90% of the people who should be killed in this world.

As for the surrounding towns and villages, the people are simple and kind, and there are few targets for attaching conditions.”

Lin Xuan couldn’t help but get even more strange: “Master, since most of the people here are simple and kind, and do not meet the seven kills, then what are we doing here?”

"Hunt, the teacher in order to complete the goal, had prepared the same killer, but unfortunately not yet in use, the teacher was taken by the previous generation of the city's Lord Yu Wenhao."together swords.

“What kind of killer?”Lin Xuan Dao.

“A herb that can cause comatose.”

Qu Jian once said with some emotion, "After coming here as a teacher, I wanted to kill 4,99 people with my own single sword."

However, the individual's strength was limited, and the division entered the city several times, spending March time, but it killed less than 200 people, and almost took his own life several times.

Later, the teacher decided to find a different way, and wanted to win by relying on poison.

However, the number of herbs in this world is very small, poisonous herb is very rare, for the teacher to find dozens of mountains, finally found a can cause a coma of the herb, but the number is too small, it is difficult to play a big role.

In the end, the teacher transplanted the herbs into the valley and carefully cultivated them.

Unfortunately, before the scale of herbs was expanded, the teacher was followed by Yu Wenhao, and finally captured alive and imprisoned in the dungeon of the city's main house.

Fifteen years later, I hope the herbs are still there.Without the herbs, we would be several times more difficult to act.”

Lin Xuan said, can not help but secretly move, if there are enough magic drugs to help, it will indeed be much easier, his cheap master, in order to achieve the goal is really painstaking.

Qu Jian took Lin Xuan and came to a village outside, which had only more than 30 families, and several children were playing in the village mouth, and when they saw two strangers coming, the children were not afraid, and they ran around the two curiously.

"This village is called Xiahe Village, and the teacher lived here for half a year."

As soon as the sword took Lin Xuan to a small courtyard outside, pushed open the low courtyard door and went in.

In the small courtyard, it was full of plants with purple flowers, and the whole courtyard was filled with lush flowers, which was very drunk.

“Oh!That's great!"

As soon as the sword looked at these flowers, the eyes were bright and the face was very happy.

Lin Xuan saw this, suddenly understood that these herbs with purple flowers should be the big killer mentioned by the sword.

“Uncle Qu?”

A thick voice came from the next door.

Qu Jianyi and Lin Xuan turned to look, only to see a black-faced man standing in the next yard, surprised to see the sword.

“Are you a tiger?”The sword is uncertain.

“Uncle, it’s really you!Yes, I am a tiger!It’s great that you can come back!My father said to you before he died last year, and he was worried that after his death, I would not take care of the flowers you raised.But I really don't understand the flowers, so I can understand my daughter-in-law."

The man was very happy, and laughed like thunder.

“Your father is dead?”The sword was surprised.

"Yes, my father went into the mountains last year, and he was unlucky to meet a black bear, and although he escaped back, he was too badly injured, and it didn't take long."The tiger’s face hurt.

The sword is a color, some feeling.

When he was in the mountains, he rescued the tiger's father from the mouth of a tiger, and then took herb with the tiger's head, and with the tiger's father living in this river village, the tiger's head was still just a seven- or eight-year-old urchin.Now, 15 years later, the father of the tiger head has died, and the tiger head has grown up from an urchin.

"Aron, Ah Rong, come out quickly, Uncle Qu is back, tonight you do a few more dishes, we will invite Uncle Qu to come to dinner."

The tiger head shouted his wife from the house, which was an ordinary-looking, simple-clothing young village woman with a cramped smile on her face.

The sword did not refuse, and took Lin Xuan into the home of the tiger head.

The sky is getting dark.

Lin Xuan, the sword one, the tiger head three, sitting around the table.

Lin Xuan ate light-tasting farm dishes, drinking rough and spicy white wine, listening to the sword and the tiger head talk about it, but also not a hobby.

However, everything in front of him seemed too real, making it almost impossible for him to distinguish between reality and dreams, and his mind gradually became a little confused.

Is this really just an illusory world?