The sound of the rain was murmuring, and it gently hit the oil-paper umbrella.

The young man in white, under this hazy drizzle, the already vague figure was blurred by three points.

The boy walked slowly with his back to the alley.

The wind continued to blow.

The rain gradually subsided, but it didn't stop.

He really doesn't like to kill, and he doesn't want to kill people, this is the case in Weicheng, this is the case in the desert, and even more so in Luoyang City.

He never thought that if he wanted to live, he had to step on someone else's corpse.

In this matter tonight, in fact, he and Xue Nianci had already planned. If those big families really let them go, not only will they not believe it, but maybe those big families themselves won't believe it. So this assassination was actually expected by them, and it was just a matter of who would kill it.

As Zhang Baigui said, whether it is a family or a person, if they can get to where they are today and achieve all their achievements today, then they must have their merits.

Don't underestimate anyone in the world.

This sentence Dongluo is extremely believable.

Stepping on the bluestone slab full of rainwater, the winter falls very slowly and slowly. It's not that I'm afraid that my clothes and shoes will be wet due to stagnant water.

After the battle on Cross Street, his whole body was already soaked. Then I was worried about whether my clothes and shoes would be wet.

It may be because of hindsight! Dongluo finally figured out that holding an umbrella is useless.

So he put the umbrella away.

Walking slowly in the cold wind, listening to the soft drizzle falling on the tiles, on the beams, on the moss in the corners, on the people.

The young man with the willows on his head and the grass on his shoulders looking calm, rushed out of the spring step by step.

Far from the cross street, close to the qanats.

Although it was blocked by the fiery red armor, there was still a large amount of blood flowing out of the two arrow holes on his chest.

Dongluo's face was flushed, and traces of blood began to ooze from the corners of his mouth.

The already scarred body is once again worse.

But he didn't resent Lin Jingfeng, a cultivator of the Peiyuan Realm should be few people who could do better than him.

This is also the reason why he was willing to tell Lin Jingfeng his name before he died.

Approaching the qanats, the wind and rain stopped.

Dongluo stopped, looked at a middle-aged man standing next to the qanat, and smiled.

The middle-aged man seems to have just arrived, and it seems that he has been here for a long time, "You really dare to bet!"

Dongluo grinned, helped Da Hei to the karez, sat down, gasped for breath, and asked, "Is there anything else I can't lose?"

The middle-aged man also sat down at the mouth of the well, not caring whether there was standing water on the ground, and nodded noncommittally, "You really don't have anything you can't lose." I'm just curious about what gave you the courage to step up to the table? Is it your cultivation equivalent to the Martial Arts Bone Forging Realm?"

The practice of martial arts is not the same as that of a practitioner. The five realms of the cultivator's acquired are Sense, Enlightenment, Peiyuan, Shenqiao, and Purple Mansion.

The corresponding martial arts acquired five realms are quenching skin, forging bones, training tendons, boiling blood, and cutting marrow.

Under the tempering of the extreme ice in his body, Dongluo had already entered the second realm of martial arts and the second realm of bone forging realm, but he didn't show it, and no one paid attention to it.

Bi Jing has a lot of martial artists in the world, people who fight for life and death on the battlefield, people who crawl and fight in the rivers and lakes, fight one by one, and are beaten into martial artists.

It's a lot.

These are all realms that have been beaten by the rivers and lakes and the baptism of the battlefield. It's really hard to think about being the strongest in different realms.

Dongluo was not surprised at all when the person in front of him saw through his martial arts foundation, because he felt that the person in front of him had this strength.

Dongluo's ass moved back, found a relatively comfortable position and leaned down, "Instead of following the path arranged by others, become someone else's pawn." It's better to play first and participate in the game. As for whether you win or lose the bet, and how you lose, it doesn't matter so much. Whoever wins will take it. However, it seems that my luck is not as bad as I thought it would be, at least, the current hand looks to be in my favor. ”

The middle-aged man praised: "A chess piece that is not willing to be a chess piece is a good chess piece, because only this kind of chess piece can climb to the position of a chess player and participate in the real game." If you are here today, it means that you have the consciousness to be a good chess piece. ”

Dongluo smiled, his smile was extremely bitter, "Bet and gamble, it's not just a bet on whether you want my chess piece to become a dead chess piece or a living chess piece." Then my life and death are really in your hands. ”

The middle-aged man did not answer this question, as for whether to make the young man a dead chess piece or a living chess piece, it didn't seem to matter to him.

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, and then suddenly asked, "Why didn't you kill them all in Cross Street just now?"

It was drizzling again, misty and light.

Dongluo endured the pain and lay on his back on the ground, letting the drizzle hit his face. Desperately trying to open his eyes to see the dark night sky.

This question seems strange, and the world seems to be strange too.

Good people will kill bad people, and bad people will kill good people.

Sometimes, good people kill good people.

In short, there will always be some people who will kill others.

But he is the only one who doesn't kill people in winter.

There are people who will ask him why he doesn't kill people?

He was tempted to ask, why did he have to kill?

But he didn't, he just smiled self-deprecatingly, "I really don't want to kill people, there are spiritual beings, it's not easy to live, if you can, don't kill it! There shouldn't be many weirdos like me in this world! But I hope there are more weirdos like me in this world." ”

The middle-aged man laughed, as if he hadn't been so happy for a long time.

Chen Ba died first, Xue Yurou left, and Li Duchun also left.

There don't seem to be any interesting people in this Luoyang City anymore.

Now there's another one.

The middle-aged man smiled and took out a pot of wine and handed it to the young man in front of him, "There are still many pure people like you in this world, maybe such people may be inconspicuous in peaceful and prosperous times, but such people will shine in troubled times." You are not alone, so you don't have to sigh when you are young. ”

Dongluo raised his hand to wipe the rain on his face, exhaled lightly, smiled and took the wine jug handed over by the middle-aged man, and poured it in a big gulp.

"It's really a pleasure to be able to drink a pot of wine that tens of thousands of people admire Zhou Tianzi himself. When I go back to Weicheng in the future, I tell Uncle Li and them, Uncle Li will believe me, and maybe other people will brag about me. ”

Dongluo wiped the rain with wine from the corners of his mouth, sat up with difficulty, and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him seriously.

The middle-aged man is the son of Zhou Tianzi of the Great Zhou Kingdom, an existence admired by thousands of people. A person who shook the temples and rivers and lakes of the entire Great Zhou Dynasty with only one person.

Zhou Tianzi said that Dongluo really dared to gamble, that's right, Dongluo dared to come to Karez tonight to get the chain, it was gambling, it was gambling that the middle-aged man in front of him would not let him die.

Dongluo and Xue Nianci have seriously discussed, have there been fewer people who inquire about the news outside Zhang's mansion every day?

The Arrow Gang is just one of them.

They don't know how much their heads are in the black market, but they are certainly worth some money.

Rather than being stared at and watched day and night like this, and then inexplicably falling into someone else's trap, I don't even know how I died.

It's better to take the initiative to go out and use yourself as bait. Catch a fish, and the countless pairs of eyes that pay attention to him under the night of Luoyang City.

As expected, the only person who participated in the Winter Fall Tournament was the little-known Divine Arrow Gang, while the others were nowhere to be found.

If other people don't look down on the head of Dongluo, then they are a little underestimating the courage and craftsmanship of the more than 20 clans in Luoyang City.

In fact, before tonight, most of the underground organizations in Luoyang City were staring at Dongluo and the others, and they were quietly gouged out just by staring.

Only one of them, still in the dark, was left quietly in the rain.

Zhou Tianzi, who watched the fight with cold eyes, shook slightly, and the water vapor around the karez evaporated instantly, and disappeared cleanly without even a trace of mist.

On Dongluo's face, there is no trace of water on his clothes.

Zhou Tianzi took a sip of wine and said, "Is it good or bad for you to say that there is such an existence as the Divine Arrow Gang in Luoyang City?"

Dongluo didn't even think about why Zhou Tianzi asked this question, and blurted out directly: "Existence is reasonable." Even if there is the existence of the Divine Arrow Gang, whether it is good or bad, there must be a reason for it. We estimate that the government is compared to the light, and the person who does bad things under the nose of the light thinks that he is dark. But the light must be right, is it good, and the darkness must be wrong, is it bad?"

Dong Luo turned his head to look at the middle-aged man who was sitting on the side drinking alone: "I can't see it! With Zhou Tianzi's experience and knowledge, you should have seen a lot of people in the light, and they have done all the bad things." I have also seen many people in the dark, who are full of kindness. Therefore, it doesn't matter at all whether there is such an existence as the Divine Arrow Gang, let alone what is good or bad. ”

Zhou Tianzi asked suspiciously: "It doesn't matter if there is such an existence as the Divine Arrow Gang, so what is important?"

Dongluo smiled lightly and said, "The important thing is that when you are in the dark, beware of the light. Be in the light, when the darkness is illuminated. ”

Zhou Tianzi carefully savored these words and nodded, "In the dark, beware of the light." Be in the light, when the darkness is illuminated. Chen Baxian can't teach such a son!"

Dongluo smiled, and said with a look of nostalgia: "I am Chen Baxian's son, and I can get to where I am today, of course, because he taught him well." Of course, I also have a good gentleman, although he is only a Weicheng teacher who has no fame, but he has taught me a lot of truths in books. For example, what I just said, if you follow the words of the gentleman, it should be to eliminate the evil!"

"Eliminate the evil, come back, isn't it that everything in the world must be a little broken, a little regretful, to achieve something? Your path is almost at the end, and the evil in your heart is about to be eliminated. The fruit of the cause in you is about to ripen. Zhou Tianzi drank all the wine in the pot in one gulp, and with a wave of his hand, he threw it into the dark street in the distance.

In the distance, there was the sound of a clay pot shattering.

Zhou Tianzi got up and looked at the iron chain at the mouth of the well and said: "One inch out of the chain, three points shorter life, this sentence is not a rumor." You can't hold this chain now, it's too heavy, your life is too light. ”

Dongluo looked at Zhou Tianzi quietly, did not speak, and waited for the following.

Zhou Tianzi looked back at Dongluo and said, "Next, follow my pace, I will take you to aggravate your life." Let your dead chess come alive, and whether you can climb out of the board in the future. It's up to you. Because I see so many lines in you. There are familiar and unfamiliar, as for the future, whether you choose to cut them one by one, or carry the thread to lift them all up. I don't care about that. ”

Zhou Tianzi took a step forward, "The road in the world is narrow and the wine pot is wide, and my friendship with Chen Baxian is over in the pot of wine you just drank." The next road, how far you can go, depends on your creation. I'm not going to do it again. ”

Dongluo listened carefully, even if he couldn't understand some words, he wrote them down carefully.

He believed that the middle-aged man in front of him would not harm him.

It's intuition.

But he believed.

He followed behind Zhou Tianzi step by step, walked out of the karez, walked out of the cross street, walked out of the kan area, and walked into the thousands of households in Luoyang City under the rainy night.

Some places are brightly lit, some places are as weak as beans, and some places are dark.

One step over the dry qanats, one step over the drizzle of the cross.

It was snowing.

Very small, very weak.

A young man walked through Luoyang City in a daze as if he had drunk a lot of wine, but no one could see him.

Maybe it's because the snow is small, and it's weak. From time to time, the young man said in his mouth, bigger, bigger.

Today, it is the heavy snow in the 24 solar terms.