THE MYSTERIES OF THE WORLD

EPISODE 4

Nang Er's hand remained tightly holding the ink container, the look of his eyes following the movements of his master, he was dumbfounded to see the corpse that had not collapsed, seeing the white clothes attached to his body, and the, on his waist was a white-colored belt made of silk.

“Could it be that before this man died he was a handsome man? Unfortunately his head lowered so I could not see clearly his face.“

Guan Ning did not dare to approach the corpse either to see clearly what the man's face was like.

Guan Ning thought of another matter.

“... pastor in blue, beggar in limp, bride in red, plus students in white, all number fifteen people, while the cups in the room amounted to seventeen....

means there are still two bodies I haven't found, are those two the killers? Who're they.? Is the killer the master of this house? Or is it the guests who come here? Hi... Now that they are all dead, no one can answer this question.“

He looked around again and thought, “The corpses that are here must be heroes of the martial world, they died without cause here, now the people who buried their bodies just do not exist... someday if I can find out who killed them and why killed them, who is right and who is wrong.

Although all of this had nothing to do with Guan Ning but this honest young man felt extremely angry, he kept thinking about things that had nothing to do with him.

The higher the moon the shadow of the hut grew darker, the night wind blew from the east and blew behind it, arriving...

Along with the wind came the cold laughter of someone from a dark place, the sound of this laughter was like the tip of a needle piercing his back, so coldly piercing the bones, in just a short time attacking his entire body.

He felt shocked when he turned around, he saw Outside the hut on the stairs there was an old man

Slowly walking towards him, the old man was very thin like a bamboo pole, his hair was shouldered and pierced by a konde skewer, his cheekbones were high, his face sunken inward, his head was, his pair of eyes were like eagle eyes, he was staring straight at Guan Ning.

Under such circumstances, even though Guan Ning was a brave man, in his heart it still felt cold, without feeling he took a few steps back, the tip of his sword hit the ground causing an unpleasant sound to be heard mixed with a sinister laugh, really very ear-piercing.

The skinny old man walked towards him, but from the upper body to the bottom there was no movement, his thin body slowly walked into the hut.

Guan Ning tried to hold back the turmoil of his heart, he snapped, “Who are you? Are you the one who killed them all?”

The corner of the old man's mouth looked slightly raised as he killed from his eyes, he was ready to clutch into Guan Ning's chest.

Seeming his palms black and dry, his fingertips crooked, and his long nails seemed to roll into small circles, Guan Ning was surprised, his hands slightly raised, a sword laid on his chest.

The old man laughed coldly again. Suddenly the rolling hooves were as fast as open lightning, the nails were white as jade, cold as iron, as well as five extremely sinister short swords.

Guan Ning was startled, he took a few steps back, looking as if the pair of hands had come very slowly, but this hand had continued to follow him even though he was trying to dodge, wherever he dodged the sword-like finger continued to follow him.

In that state of danger, he suddenly snapped, his long sword piercing forward towards that scrawny old man like a demon.

But as soon as Guan Ning's sword had just reached the middle of the middle, he felt his body tremble, his wrist ached, then the sword he was holding had involuntarily changed hands.

The skinny old man had now held his sword, with just a slight movement of the sword it broke in two.

The broken sword was thrown up and stuck into the wooden post, only a small part of the sword remained and gave off a green light.

Guan Ning had always been envious of swordsmen, a few years ago with great difficulty he studied with someone, studied swordsmanship, he considered his swordsmanship to be good enough, so he thought his swordsmanship was good enough, but now in front of the skinny old man, he only knew what he had learned was a drop of water in the ocean, there was not one-tenth of a thousand of the old man's abilities.

But alas, he found out too late, the old man's pair of hands slowly grabbed him, even though he realized he would not be able to fight the old man, but he also did not want to close his eyes waiting for his death, that's why he's trying to fight the old man.

But when he was ready to release his energy, heard from his side there was a snapping, then there was a flap of wind that carried the shadow of someone and attacked the skinny old man.

The old man seemed to furrow his brows, he was like a shock, then the black shadow greeted him, the thing he was holding felt cold and wet.

He felt shocked, what kind of secret weapon is this?

As soon as he saw it, it turned out that the object he greeted was an ink spot, he was angry, in front of his eyes there appeared to be a palm attacking him. Although the wind produced by the palm is not so strong but the technique released is very strange, even though the silatnya high, the attack should still be avoided.

The change that happened once arrived made Guan Ning also startled, so seeing it more clearly, he was even more surprised because the person who attacked the old man quickly was none other than Nang Er, so he was surprised,he used to help her carry books.

As soon as the old man dodged, his sleeves seemed to be waving, he managed to shake the person who attacked him and this person slammed upwards, as soon as he saw the person who attacked him was just a boy, so he saw the person who attacked him, he felt strange and confused.

Nang Er's attack was already shaken by the wind from the old man's sleeves.

Nang Er felt shocked, “This old sir's silat is really high.“

Therefore he retreated a few steps, after his steady body he snapped, “Who exactly are you Why did you attack my young master?” He puffed out his chest and walked in front of the old man.

Nang Er looked glared, his timid attitude was now no longer visible.

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