When Yang Hua came back from shopping, he found Ludwig sitting at the table, concentrating on wiping a sharp dagger, and couldn't help but be a little excited: "Is this preparing for the mission, you are already ready to act?"

"No, it's just habit. Sticking the dagger back into his waist, Ludwig looked at Yang Hua with a pair of light blue pupils, "Where's the book?"

"Don't worry, I've brought it back for you. Yang Hua put down the plastic bag containing the ingredients in his hand, and took out a small and delicate "Critique of Pure Reason" with a black cover from the bottom of the bag, which looked exactly like the cover of the Bible.

"Original in German. Yang Huayang raised the book in his hand, "This thing is everywhere in country D, I really don't understand why you came to Huaxia to buy it, can't you just bring it over." ”

God knows how many bookstores he went to to find this original book to get it.

"You don't need to understand. Taking the "Critique of Pure Reason" handed over by Yang Hua, Ludwig turned over and said, "Put away the Bible, do you want it to be dusted?"

Yang Hua, who reacted, stepped forward and picked up the "Bible" on the table, treasured it into the bookcase, and then covered the book with a cover, and after making sure that there would never be a speck of dust that could fall on it, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down.

Ludwig intently flipped through the "Critique of Pure Reason", and read it softly from time to time, not paying attention to Yang Hua's eyes on the side becoming more and more strange.

"Hey, bro, you look so much like those atheists who are desperately trying to prove that God doesn't exist. After enduring it for a long time, Yang Hua finally couldn't help it, and muttered in a low voice: "If I don't know your identity, I almost think you're an infidel." ”

"Heretics?" replied Ludwig without pausing, "do you want to know how many sinful infidels have died at my hands?"

"How much, how much?" Yang Hua's eyes lit up at the mention of the executioner's exploits, and he asked busily.

"I don't know, I can't remember. Ludwig replied.

"That...... There's something I'm curious about, can I ask you?" Yang Hua hesitated, looking a little uneasy.

Ludwig finally put down the book in his hand, turned his gaze to the young Italian who was rubbing the corners of his clothes not far away, and did not dare to open his eyes, and said coldly, "What's the matter?"

"I've heard... First of all, I just heard about it!" Yang Hua's eyes flashed, "I heard that you were once imprisoned by the elder......"

"That's right, I just came out of Attica. Ludwig had no expression on his face, "And then?"

"That, why are you ......," Yang Hua muttered.

"Why did you go in, and why did you get out?" Ludwig leaned forward, a strange smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, "Yang, do you really want to know?"

"No, no, no, I'm just curious, you don't have to say it!" Yang Hua stepped back suddenly, almost falling off the chair, "Actually, I'm not so curious now!

"Good. Ludwig retracted his gaze and resumed reading the difficult book of philosophy, "You know, dear Yang, that the less people know, the longer they live. ”

Yang Hua nodded with palpitations, got up and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, until he walked to the kitchen and closed the door, Yang Hua's hands and feet were still trembling uncontrollably, Ludwig's eyes just now were too terrible, like a devil who brought death and fear.

Don't take the initiative to provoke him, these executioners are more and more murderous than the other. Yang Hua thought while cooking, anyway, he was just a little minion, since he was sent from above, at least Ludwig must not have betrayed, this is enough, and the rest is none of his business.

In the living room, after Yang Hua walked into the kitchen and closed the door, Ludwig took his eyes off the philosophy book again, looked out the window, and muttered to himself: "It seems that there is no need to hint at you, Nie Tian, you found the door yourself." ”

At this time, Nie Tian was only two streets away from Ludwig's temporary rental house, and after two forks in the road, he could see Ludwig's light blue pupils with an evil aura.

"Strange, there's no here either. Nie Tian looked around as he walked, "It's strange, could it be that my intuition is wrong?"

"Hey, young man, you look like you're looking for something. A passing old man patted Nie Tian and asked in Song'an's local dialect, "Do you need help?" You must know that I have lived here since I was a child, and there is nothing I don't know about this place. ”

"No, I can find it, thank you. Nie Tian replied in Mandarin, and then regardless of the old man's face, he left on his own.

To say that the people of Song'an have become extremely enthusiastic and familiar under the management of the Yuan and Han dynasties, and it is a famous tourist city in China, along the way, Nie Tian has met several groups of people who ask if they need help in different languages, local dialect, Mandarin, English, and even Japanese.

It's a pity that those are ordinary people, or low-level members of the Martial Arts Association, and they can't help at all.

Nie Tian thought regretfully, raised his feet and was about to continue to move towards the street where Ludwig was, but after a few steps, Nie Tian suddenly paused and looked in the opposite direction suspiciously: "Over there, there is a strange atmosphere." ”

After thinking about it, Nie Tian decided to go in the opposite direction to see what was going on.

As for the sense of disobedience here, I'll find a chance to explore next time.

Nie Tian's breath became farther and farther away until it disappeared, and Ludwig, who had been staring out the window, regretfully withdrew his gaze and turned his attention back to the book: "Count yourself lucky, when I was tired from the journey and didn't want to go out." ”

After following his instinct for a short time, Nie Tian saw a residential building that was tightly sealed off by the Song'an police, several police cars parked in front of the building, more than a dozen uniformed policemen and armed bands of martial arts association members stood outside to maintain law and order, preventing the lively crowd, and more people who were not wearing uniforms and looked like criminal police were going in and out of the building, with extremely serious expressions.

"What's going on?" Nie Tian casually grabbed a crowd of onlookers.

"Alas, it's miserable. The crowd answered questions very cooperatively, "Four young and good young men, it's gone, don't you see, that corpse is really miserable, God, who is so mad and crazy to do such a perverted thing in our Song'an......"

"Murder?" Nie Tian looked at the residential building suspiciously, yes, that strange aura came from inside, "Is there anyone else in the building?"

"I've been taken to the police station to make a record, and I haven't come back yet. The crowd sighed, "I heard that the landlord was the first to find out about the report, alas, the poor old lady must have been frightened." ”