Jiang Chengzi paused, extinguished all the lights in the house, and then walked slowly into the house. When the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info walked to the screen, she stood behind the screen, calmly catching the breath of the person behind the screen.

The man breathed smoothly and strongly, and was a healthy young man. As for age and men and women, Jiang Chengzi can't perceive it. She could only tell from the man's exposed form that he was a teenager, because he hadn't grown yet. Moreover, the room was filled with a vague smell of medicinal herbs, which seemed to faintly indicate the identity of this person.

This person is Qin Ming?

Jiang Chengzi turned his angle slightly, and took a closer look at the figure exposed by the man, which was much thinner than Qin Ming.

She was sure that it was not Qin Ming, so she clenched the fighting blade in her hand and gently turned two steps to the left.

About as soon as the lights were extinguished, Jiang Chengzi hid his breath and footsteps again, and the person who was hiding behind the vase and watching was suddenly a little flustered, and his movements were a little large.

Jiang Chengzi saw the opportunity, "swished" over, and grabbed the man. This grasp took twelve points of strength, and the momentum sank. The man himself was a young man who had not grown up, and his body was thin. Jiang Chengzi grabbed him and took him out from behind the vase.

"Holy. The man cursed in a low voice, elbowed his hand, and then took the opportunity to get out.

He was out of instinct, but Jiang Chengzi could see it clearly. She dodged her elbow as the blade wrapped around his neck and whispered, "Don't move, move again, and I'll cut your throat." ”

"You, don't move, you have something to say. The young man with a young voice has a Chang'an accent, and because he is in the period of voice change, this voice is hoarse and weird.

"Since you know that you have something to say, you should go down to the post to ask for a meeting, so that sneaking into the house is a thief. Jiang Chengzi shouted.

"Oh, why are you so serious. You first, get rid of some stuff first, it's cold. The boy howled.

Jiang Chengzi sneered: "If I am a prisoner at this moment, can Your Excellency still say that it is a joke?"

"Naturally, it's a joke, otherwise, I, I would have shot earlier. "The young dead duck has a hard mouth.

Jiang Chengzi didn't bother to pay attention to it, and directly moved the fighting blade towards his neck. The boy howled, "You, be careful. ”

"Shut up and go. Jiang Chengzi shouted in a deep voice and pushed the young man forward a few steps.

This young man is not tall, about thirteen or fourteen years old, although Jiang Chengzi is only ten years old, but he is tall, this time he is as tall as this young man.

The young man was pushed to turn the screen, and suddenly he was a cat, wanting to get rid of Jiang Chengzi's control. Jiang Chengzi is familiar with this kind of situation, and his body is short, and his elbow hit him on the back, throwing him to the ground, and his hands are pressed in turn.

"Tap, count. The boy cried out in pain.

Jiang Chengzi pulled the headband that bound his hair, and directly tied the young man's hands behind his back and tied a thief buckle. Then she stood up and kicked him, taking a thin strip of cloth from her bag and tying his feet with a thief's buckle.

When the boy was tied, he lay on the floor and cried: "Oops, you bully. ”

Jiang Chengzi looked at the young man carefully. The body has not grown, and the stature is short, and it looks more like a child. Wearing a black suit, he looks like the kind of black-clothed assassin in a costume TV series. The facial features are not eye-catching, but the lips are red and the teeth are white, and they are quite delicate.

"Who are you?" Jiang Chengzi asked.

"Hmph. The boy snorted rather than die.

Jiang Chengzi ignored it and slowly lit the candle to make the room bright. Then she crouched down, shook the fighting blade in front of the young man's eyes, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"Damn, Fighting Blade!" the young man didn't answer Jiang Chengzi's question, but instead came to say this.

Jiang Chengzi was slightly stunned, and he didn't open his mouth to ask. The boy immediately asked, "You're a fighting blade, right?"

Jiang Chengzi still didn't speak, and the young man said to himself: "It shouldn't be." I asked the blacksmiths in Chang'an, and said that it was still very difficult to cut the blade in the dagger and make it into this shape. You, what kind of material are you made of?"

"Who are you?" Jiang Chengzi asked seriously.

"Tell me where this came from. The boy's eyes lit up.

Jiang Chengzi was puzzled, this guy could name this fighting blade, and he also knew that the iron dagger of the early Tang Dynasty could only add rough bloodletting grooves, but it could not be as delicate as that of later generations. Could it be that this is actually a traverser?

If it's a traverser, it's really a bit of a hassle.

Jiang Chengzi frowned, stood up, put away the fighting blade, and said in a cold voice: "If you want to take it, you must give it first." I asked you a question and you didn't answer it, and you want me to tell you the answer?"

"Women just love to care, no matter how old they are, no matter how high or low they are. Okay, okay, I'm scared of you. The boy pouted in disgust.

"What's wrong with women? There are so many women who are better than men, you little hairy child. Jiang Chengzi heard that he despised women, and kicked him twice in the ass.

"Alas, beauty, I was wrong, don't be like me. The boy begged for mercy.

These words-

Damn, these two young men speak Mandarin with a round tone, Jiang Chengzi only feels that the sky is thundering!

She was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly felt that this kid was probably using her words in this way. Now, even if this person comes through time, she doesn't know whether she is friend or foe, and she must be cautious.

So, she pretended not to understand, and asked unhappily, "What country are you a spy from?"

The young man was obviously stunned, raised his eyes to look at her carefully, and then looked at the fighting blade in her hand, frowned very seriously, and asked, "You don't understand my words, so is the dagger in your hand called a fighting blade?"

"Looks like you still haven't learned to be polite. Jiang Chengzi was displeased, took out a ball of white cloth from his baggage, and said, "I'll gag your mouth, and you should reflect and reflect here." ”

"Don't, don't, don't. I say. As soon as the young man heard this, he gagged his mouth and quickly begged for mercy.

"Oh?" Jiang Chengzi paused and said with a smile, "But I'm not interested in listening to it." ”

"No, you have to be interested. The boy hurriedly said.

Jiang Chengzi squatted down and stood beside him, and whispered: "Then I'll give you a chance, if you say it well, I don't mind seeing blood in the General's Mansion." ”

A few traces of disdain flashed in the young man's eyes, Jiang Chengzi chuckled lightly and said, "Don't believe it, I've killed a lot of people." ”

The boy didn't believe it anymore, but he didn't say it, and that look obviously betrayed him.

Jiang Chengzi patiently reminded well: "How about the trick I used to deal with you just now, is it enough to kill you?"

When the young man heard this, his face suddenly turned white, and he pouted and said, "You ask, I know everything and say everything." ”

"It would have been nice to have it like this. Jiang Chengzi patted the young man's tender face.

The young man panicked and shouted, "You, you ask, don't move your hands and feet." ”

Jiang Chengzi smiled, then sat on the footrest next to the bed, leaned against the edge of the bed, and asked, "First of all, what is your name?