In an underground vault.

The fat shopkeeper and his two "brothers" gathered around a small square wooden table.

There were no windows in the secret room, and the spiritual stones on the walls emitted a faint white light that reflected on the bodies and faces of the three people, showing a gloomy and cold color.

The Night Tiger, who had a black spider web tattooed on the left half of his face, asked, "Boss, what does Lord Shadow want us to send this time?"

"Fourth, this time the task is not to deliver goods," the fat shopkeeper gritted his teeth slightly, his eyes were cold, "It's murder." ”

The black-handed wolf on the other side of the table was excited when he heard this, and he tapped rhythmically on the table with his dark green short haired palm, "Isn't killing people what we've been doing before." Boss, we're no better than you out there. During the day, they stay in this dark secret room, and they can only go out at night, and they are about to become rats. It's rare to have a chance to go out, and it's good to kill people and activate your muscles and bones. ”

"But I always felt that this task was not easy. The fat shopkeeper said.

"Could it be that the person you want to kill is a little tricky?" asked the Night Tiger.

"At least not easy to deal with. The fat shopkeeper said, and stretched out a palm on the table.

As soon as the evil gong urged, a disgusting opening in the palm of his hand and began to spit out spider silk. The threads were flesh-colored, writhing and changing into the shape of a mask.

The fat shopkeeper picked up the mask and put it on his face, "This is this person." ”

"This?" Night Tiger looked at the fat shopkeeper who had turned into "Xu Yang" with a surprised expression, "The third brother Golden-eyed Leopard had an intersection with this person before he died, and most of them were killed by this person, who was wearing a light green shirt on weekdays. ”

"The person who can easily kill the third child is by no means an ordinary person. It seems that this time the task is indeed not simple. It's okay, killing him, by the way, can be regarded as avenging the third child. The black-handed wolf said, clenching his fists.

"It turns out that the third child was killed by this person. The fat shopkeeper grabbed the spider silk mask on his face and rubbed it in his hand, and the mask turned into a handful of fly ashes.

After a pause, the fat shopkeeper said seriously: "There is a small follower by this person's side, if we can't get rid of it, it will increase the difficulty of our killing." ”

"Big brother, what do you say, me and the fourth brother will do it. The third golden-eyed leopard was disobedient, and he wanted to make money by guessing stones all day long, and he deceived people, and finally took his life. Otherwise, this time the mission will always be more certain with the strength of the four of us. The black hand wolf said.

"Don't mention the third child again. The fat shopkeeper rubbed his hands together as he spoke.

"Big brother, you have always done things safely. Your name as the "Spider-Faced Ghost" is also a well-known legend in the Northern Regions. For so many years, no one except our brothers knew your true colors. What do you say this time?" said the Night Tiger.

"To kill one person is to kill, and to kill two people is to kill. We are in the dark, and they are in the light. Secretly killing people is what our brothers are best at. The fat shopkeeper's face was gloomy, "I'm more worried than killing people because this mission is a little strange." ”

"This is the first time that Lord Shadow has given us a mission to kill. The black hand wolf said.

"What does Big Brother mean," Night Tiger turned his head to look at the fat shopkeeper, "With the sheer strength of the Shadow Order, it's very easy to kill someone, so why do we have to do it? ”

The fat shopkeeper nodded, "I also asked Lord Shadow tentatively about this task. Lord Shadow replied at the time that he should not ask more questions if he shouldn't. ”

The scene suddenly cooled down, and the three of them looked at each other and stopped talking.

The entire secret room seemed even more depressing, and the originally hazy and cold light seemed to be frozen, like an ice cellar.

The Shadow Lord's authority was not something the three of them could challenge.

The minds of the three of them invariably flashed back to what happened a year ago.

A year ago, the Spider Ghost Sect, as an evil sect in the Northern Regions, was surrounded and suppressed by several major sects led by the Heavenly Ghost Sect. The sect master of the Spider Ghost Sect was killed on the spot, and the rest of the disciples died and fled.

The four men, led by the spider-faced ghosts, are kowtow brothers, and they are also notoriously wicked people, who kill people and rob money, and do all kinds of evil. Therefore, the four people were also on the evil cultivation list, but the ranking was not very high, and they were recorded as the "Four Evil Men of the Spider Ghost Sect".

At that time, the four of them broke through together, but they were still chased and killed by the people behind them. After a bloody battle, four people were wounded and defeated.

Just when the four of them were cornered, a pitch-black ghost banner appeared at the scene of the killing. Among the ghost flags, a person walked out. The people who came used powerful means to easily rescue the four people.

Under the moonlight, on the slopes of a nameless barren mountain.

The spider-faced ghost, the black-handed wolf, the golden-eyed leopard and the night tiger all knelt on the ground. There were countless sword wounds on their limbs and torsos, and the blood stained their clothes and clung to their bodies, and the cold wind blew and shivered all over.

Opposite the four of them, stood a man in a gray robe with small eyes like soybeans. This person is not good-looking, but he has a powerful momentum between heaven and earth. It was none other than Zhang San, the thousand-faced ghost in the Shadow Organization.

"Thank you to this great hero for saving his life. The four of them thanked each other in unison, and their heads slammed on the ground.

"Stand up, the kowtow just now doesn't count, I don't accept it. The Thousand-Faced Ghost said solemnly.

The four of them did not dare to disobey the order and stood up.

"You are the re-created parents of the four of us, thank you for your kindness, the four of us are willing to serve you as cattle and horses. The spider-faced led the way.

"Be a cow and a horse for you. The other three chimed in.

"I don't need anything in return, it's just a deal. The Thousand-Faced Ghost said indifferently.

"How is this going to be traded?" The spider-faced asked cautiously.

"I have four Spell Tarsal Bone Pills here, one for each of you, eat it first. The Thousand-Faced Ghost flipped it with one hand, and four purple pills appeared in his palm.

On the surface of the pill, the shadow of a blood-colored caterpillar wandered away, revealing an indescribable horror.

Just by listening to the name, you know that this magic spell tarsal bone pill is not a good thing, and when you see the pill again, the hearts of the four people are suddenly cold.

The four of them looked at each other, if they had combat strength, they would definitely resist, and they would never eat this pill, because taking this pill would most likely be the result of life being worse than death.

The Thousand-Faced Ghost said coldly, "I picked up your life. If you don't take the pill, I'll drain all four of you to refine your souls. You've all seen my methods before. When you eat this pill, I'll tell you about the deal between us. ”

The spider-faced ghost gritted his teeth, took a purple pill and swallowed it with his mouth open.

The other three followed his example, and each of them took a spell tarsal bone pill.

The magic pill entered the abdomen, and there was a sudden pain in the tarsal bones, as if there were countless demon blood insects burrowing into the bones and sucking the bone marrow.

The four of them rolled on the ground in pain, wailing and wailing. After a while, they all passed out.

When the four of them woke up, the ghost with a thousand faces was gone.

And above the heads of the four, there was a black ghost crow flying and coiling.

"From today onwards, the four of you are reserve members of the Shadow Order, and you will be kept informed of specific tasks. If you do well, you will have the opportunity to become a full-fledged member of the Shadow Order, and you will receive an antidote every month. If the performance is not good, the next attack of the Spell Tarsal Bone Pill will be several times more painful, until the bones and flesh are pierced. The black ghost crow emitted a thousand-faced ghost's relentless timbre.

Poof!

The black ghost crow dissipated as if it had never appeared.

From that day on, the four people, led by the spider-faced ghost, began to carry out the task of buying and selling and transporting forbidden cultivation materials for the Shadow Organization between the Southern and Northern Regions in accordance with the instructions of the "Shadow Lord".

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In the secret room.

The fat shopkeeper, the night tiger and the black hand wolf gathered around the table, and the heads of the three almost touched each other.

It was a full half hour before the three of them raised their heads.

"Big brother, when did we become the head of the Shadow Lord so hard?" said Night Tiger with a sad face.

"Yes, big brother. The poison of the Tarsal Pill on our body will not be lifted for a day, and we will be the slaves of the Shadow Lord. The black-handed wolf grabbed his strange hand, a little dissatisfied.

"Lord Shadow said. As long as we do a good job this time, we can become official members of the Shadow Order. When the time comes, he will personally remove the poison of the spell tarsus that has blessed us. The fat shopkeeper explained.

"Good. We must succeed in this transaction. ”

"Kill that green man, and we'll be free. ”

Hey, hey, hey......

Hey, hey, hey......

Hey, hey, hey......

The laughter of the three people reverberated freely in the secret room, and there was no crack to get out.

......

Cyclamen Inn.

In order to facilitate communication, Mai Xiaoqi also lived in the inn, and his room was next door to Xu Yang's room.

Xu Yang crossed his knees on the bed in the room and closed his eyes, cultivating his mind.

Mai Xiaoqi got up early and leisurely basked in the morning sun at the door of the inn.

"The smell of sunshine," Mai Xiaoqi took a deep breath and muttered in his heart, "The best place in the world where the sunshine tastes is the early morning of the tribe." As long as I help my little brother Xu Yang get a Sea King Spirit Beast Neidan, I can go back to Luming Grassland. My grandmother said that I would try to help the person who helped me. People help each other to make friends. ”

At this time, there was a guy who specialized in running errands, and a letter was delivered to the counter of the inn with a letter in his hand.

"Excuse me, is Xu Yang staying at the inn?" asked the errand boy.

"Yes, is there any letter from him?" the guy at the inn knew the errand boy well.

"There is one, but the sender asked me to deliver it to him personally. ”

"Okay, you wait here, I'll call this guest officer out. ”

"Give me this letter, I'm with Xu Yang's little brother. Mai Xiaoqi walked over and took the initiative to interject.

"Sorry, that's not in order. If the guest who sent the letter knew, it would be strange if my leg would not have been broken. The errand boy said.

"I see. Okay, I'll take you there, Xu Yang's little brother's room is on the second floor of the inn. "Mai Xiaoqidao.

Mai Xiaoqi led the little brother who delivered the letter to the door of Xu Yang's room and knocked on the door himself.

The letter arrived, and the messenger turned to leave.

Inside the inn room.

Xu Yang looked at the cover of the letter, one side was written with the words "Xu Yang personally opened", and on the other side was a pattern of a wine jar, and a rune was sealed along the mouth of the letter, which was tightly sealed.

Mai Xiaoqi asked in a low voice, "Could it be a letter from the fat shopkeeper of the Burmese Pavilion?"

"Probably," Xu Yang tore open the cover of the letter, took out a piece of stationery, and unfolded it, but there was not a single handwriting on it.

Mai Xiaoqi looked suspicious, blinked his eyes and said, "What kind of letter is this?" ”

Xu Yang unhurriedly untied the wine gourd on his waist, took a sip of wine, and then sprayed it towards the white letterhead.

The smell of wine wafted, the letter paper was soaked with wine, and a line of handwriting appeared on it.

"Tonight's third watch, ten miles southeast of Fang City, bring a good spirit stone to pick up the goods. ”

After a few moments, the letter burned and turned into ashes, leaving not a single word.

Mai Xiaoqi said excitedly: "It's finally here." ”

Xu Yang shook his head slightly, and then said, "I'm afraid it's not that simple." ”