The music of the library's closing gradually sounded, and the night breeze blew gently through the windows, turning the pages on the table. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The students in the study room began to pack up their things and go back to the dormitory one after another, and the quiet and peaceful atmosphere always made people feel relaxed and comfortable, just like the cat named Didi lying on the windowsill and slowly stretching her waist, quietly enjoying the beauty of no one disturbing.

Feng Qianyang always felt that time was passing too fast, and before he knew it, it was almost eleven o'clock, he put the book in his bag, brought a water cup and prepared to go back. The study hall was empty, the lights were going out one by one, and it was time for me to dominate others.

The night is your best disguise.

The street lamps in the school yard stretched his shadow very long, and he began to walk around the main road towards the small hill of the school. There were people he wanted to meet.

The lake is always a dating mecca, and it is not uncommon to see couples dating by the lake, who watch with amazement as he walks alone on the path known as the Lovers' Slope, and then quietly hides deeper into the woods.

Feng Qianyang has long been accustomed to meeting once a week, as a rabbee, this is his way of contacting the organization, and it is also the time for him to accept the task. As usual, under the banyan tree, I don't know when a person was already standing, looking at the stars in the sky with his back to him.

"Do you say that there really is a Cowherd and Weaver Girl in the sky?" The man asked suddenly.

"You shouldn't ask such questions, as a rampant you should know the consequences of being emotional." Feng Qianyang said lightly, the person in front of him will always throw out some inexplicable questions, although he is older than himself when he listens to the voice, but after all, his mind is too naïve. His codename in the organization is "Shadowsha", and since he became his superior liaison, he has never seen him in front of him, nor has he ever fought with him, and every time they meet, they are giving them tasks and asking questions that are not nutritious.

"I know that you will educate me seriously, no matter what, who made you the trump card of the organization, those old men in the stone castle are still counting on you to make more money, hehe!" Feng Qianyang felt that he shouldn't say this, he was fully capable of fighting him, and he didn't know how strong his ability was for the time being, but he had strong enough confidence.

"Did you kill me just now?" Shadow Sha spoke again, "Very good, I would like to fight with you too, but you also know the rules of the organization, assassins can't fight privately, otherwise it will ........"

"Don't say it, you and I will have a fight sooner or later, but not now, let's say, what is the mission this time?" Feng Qianyang interrupted him, he didn't want to delay too much time here, and he could go back and read more books if he finished the task early. Since listening to Master's words and being admitted to this university, Feng Qianyang has found himself more and more like a student, although he has never studied the previous courses, he entered this university with three months of reading and studying to take the college entrance examination, and started a completely different life from before.

Feng Qianyang had never thought about why Master wanted him to come to the campus to study, and he didn't want to ask, and he couldn't ask. Because the old man is no longer there, perhaps this is the last lesson that the Master really left for himself before leaving.

Shadow brake straightened up proudly, as if provocatively, "The detailed arrangement of the task will wait for you to check WeChat."

Feng Qianyang was slightly angry, "Then why do you always ask to meet?" Send it to me directly on WeChat, and it's over."

"That's not going to work, I have to watch you out of the way, and I won't be able to escape punishment if I mess up the mission." Shadow brake's reason makes Feng Qianyang irrefutable.

Feng Qianyang knew that this was not the purpose of the Shadow Brake.

He'd been spying on himself, he'd already found out, but he couldn't figure out what Shadowbrake's purpose was.

After all, he was a person sent by the organization, and the master had been planning the apprentice's retreat for a long time, and he really wanted him to get out of this circle full of right and wrong. What the master didn't expect was that the accident came too quickly, and before everything was ready, there were already disputes, and the way forward could only be done by himself.

There are only two oldest professions in history: prostitutes and assassins.

The name of the organization is Shadow Ke, and the origin can no longer be verified, in ancient times, Zhuzhu and Jing Ke all came from this door, sacrificing themselves to become benevolent and helping the troubled times. Later generations of Assassins followed the rules of the Assassins and rarely walked in the world, but legends about the Shadow Artists were always circulating, especially in the troubled times. Filmmakers don't work for anyone, they only prove the way of heaven.

The shadow brake left silently again, and Feng Qianyang thought, he was really like a shadow, killing people invisibly.

On the way back, the evening breeze was blowing, and Feng Qianyang enjoyed this feeling very much. Only in the dead of night can the heart get endless emptiness, as if all the pores of the body are relaxed, absorbing the energy around them.

He began to miss Master again, the thin old man with a goatee, meditating in a gray riding coat every day and reading all kinds of strange books. It was all some ancient texts that were difficult to understand, even oracle bone inscriptions, and the master sighed thoughtfully every time he finished reading the book, as if there was some unsolvable problem that had been bothering him, causing him to often look through ancient books to find answers. In his memory, the master would rarely show a smile, until he knew that the moment he was admitted to the university, the old man was like the happiest thing in his life, he threw away the sadness that had not changed for thousands of years, and at this moment he unloaded all the burdens on his body.

Feng Qianyang grew up with his master since he was a child, and he also had some research on ancient books, but he was a thief not a scholar, and after all, he had no chance with the school, and lurked in the mountains and forests every day with birds and beasts, practicing killing skills. Year after year, the body has grown from a small figure to a strong body, although the appearance is ordinary, but there is another temperament.

His mediocre appearance is also his best disguise as a raider, and after the successful assassination, he disappeared from everyone and disappeared without a trace.

Master often taught him: "Cultivating the mind is the king, self-cultivation is secondary, and cultivating things outside the body is the lowest."

Stealing customers, if you don't meet the front with your own body, a blow will be thousands of miles away.

The night before leaving, Master stood in the courtyard and said to him, "I have taught you all that I should teach you, and the only thing you have to do next is to cultivate your mind. The moonlight sprinkled down like a waterfall, elongating the Master's figure and also dispelling the tears of Feng Qianyang.

"Let's go, don't come back." The old man didn't explain too much, and Starry Night drove Feng Qianyang out of the door.

Feng Qianyang received the news of Master's death on the third day of school.

The organization has long been falling apart, since the rise of hot weapons, the shadow has gradually declined, more and more thieves choose to practice firearms, the original physical skills practice progress is too slow and has been out of the trend of the times, now a sniper rifle can kill people invisibly, more conducive to assassins to hide, but also more cost-effective. There were very few Assassins who practiced physical skills, and Feng Qianyang's master was one of them, and he had always opposed the Order's discarding of thousands of years of accumulated skills to learn all kinds of firearms and all kinds of foreign fists and legs, so he was ostracized by the other elders of the Order.

Finally, the internal struggle broke out three months ago, because the previous head of the sect suddenly fell seriously ill and was bedridden for three days. A group of assassins had no leader, there were many scheming people, many cannon fodder were used cleanly by the elders, and the rest were people who stood firm and had excellent skills. The internal friction will eventually end, Elder Muyang monopolized the power and started a new round of reshuffle, Feng Qianyang survived to go to school in other places, perhaps in the eyes of the elders, the old man in the small courtyard in the back mountain can't teach any decent apprentices at all, and the waste material like Feng Qianyang can't even hold the knife steadily, so he can only perform some elementary tasks.

The strange thing is that after Elder Muyang took power, the shadow guest was like a rejuvenated old man, and his tasks gradually increased. No one knows the reason, and they dare not investigate the reason, so they can only do every task well. for the punishment is heavier than before.

Feng Qianyang opened WeChat, and this time the shadow brake brought another simple murder task, an extremely obscene middle-aged man, accused of raping a young girl, and currently in Jinle KTV. The law has not yet reached a clear conclusion on this type of case, and the verdict is three years in prison, suspended for one year, and just after being released from the detention center, he invited his fox friends to have a good time.

"Scum!" Feng Qianyang spit out these two words in his mouth, feeling that this kind of person couldn't make his own move at all. As an Assassin, he wasn't supposed to have mood swings, and he felt that this incident had crossed his boundaries.

He looked at the time, and it was almost time for the dormitory lights to go out.

Back in the dormitory, the big man was still lying in bed reading a novel, and Liu Sen was still playing his DOTA, playing the last game before the lights went out. Seeing Feng Qianyang coming back, the big man Deng Qiang said hello to him and continued to look at his phone. The relationship between the three of them is not an iron buddy, but fortunately, there is no contradiction, and everyone has their own territory.

Feng Qianyang put down his schoolbag and was about to go out.

The big man asked, "Qianyang, which girl are you going to date again?" ”

"Hmm", Feng Qianyang didn't answer too much, and the big man smiled embarrassedly, indicating that he understood. The big man found out that Feng Qianyang went on a date almost every week and came back very late, so he had long been used to it, and occasionally teased him.

Feng Qianyang went out without anything, there were no pedestrians on the road, he remembered every camera on the campus, constantly shuttling in the monitoring corner, like a ghost rushing out of the campus at a very fast speed.

The breeze is blowing, and the moon is shining on the heart.

The time has just arrived.

It's another good time to kill.