"The villain understands!"

As a completely obedient retinue, the little guy nodded heavily in obedience. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Of course, he understood that even if it was a master around the patriarch, it was not easy to simply track a carrier pigeon, not to mention that it was raining so heavily outside. To be able to give such an order, it is really naïve for his own master to do so.

But even so, he won't say anything, he will only promise it, and then convey it to the person who is specifically responsible. It was never a reason not to care about himself, and his meticulous execution of every order of his young master, whether feasible or not, was the most important thing for him to stay here for a long time.

"Then why don't you hurry up and release the pigeons for Young Master Ben!" Seeing the little guy bowing there in a daze, the young man raised his leg and kicked him a few meters away.

Fortunately, this little guy was often kicked and beaten hard, and this was not a problem at all, so he got up neatly, and he fell out, "Yes!" Be! The villain understands! ”

"Useless dog thing!" After spitting phlegm, the boy grunted and poured a cup of tea before walking back to the bed alone.

Hearing that she was coming to start, the boy was already preparing. The most obvious is to drive away the Huanfei Yan who was originally surrounded by a large circle; No matter what kind of charm and charm, or pure and shy, get away. As a result, on rainy nights, it is difficult to sleep alone, and the evil spirit cannot be vented. This is reflected in it, as if it is unpleasant to look at the little guy......

There is not a trace of light in the dark sky, and the torrential rain is flying down like a heavenly river, just standing between the unobstructed heaven and the earth, you can deeply feel the sense of rejection from the nature of heaven and earth. Add to that the winds that accompanied the torrential rain and made a strange and terrifying whistling sound through the scattered streets. At the same time, it is combined with the lightning and thunder that flashes from time to time, forming a natural crying mood.

There are traces of people's low mood, and the cry of heaven and earth is unknown to anyone, and may be regarded as a punishment from heaven.

In such bad weather, there is no shelter outside, and in addition to bird creatures, there will be more or less traces of human activities inside.

Without him, it's all about survival, that's all.

The young master of the main family ordered that those who had no difficulty creating difficulties should rush forward, and they could not retreat from the sword mountain and the sea of fire, let alone this "little" rain. Of course, it is not enough to have a stupid spirit that is not afraid of death, and the ultimate goal is to achieve the order. So they are always ready to serve the young master, and with the help of a special think tank, they have found an excellent way.

Think of it as a kite flying!

Led by the carrier pigeon flapping its wings desperately in the wind and rain, he finally stopped on the roof of the only pawnshop in the city that used red brocade as a sign.

Almost all the shops in the city are run by their own people, with the only exception of this one. So, this so-called Cui family's secret whistle is actually well known to both parties. Think of it as a point of contact between the two sides, and it's almost a similar idea.

And with such sensitivity, there must be a specific person watching here. In this context, the carrier pigeon from the little lady of the Cui family is still flying here, which is enough to show some of the unusualness.

Thinking of this in an instant, he jumped with the help of the reaction force, and reversed direction in mid-air. It was at this moment that a chill ran down his spine; Out of the cultivated beast-like intuition, he actually twisted his body in mid-air, hoping to dodge the hidden weapon behind him. At least to get out of the way, even if the secret weapon came too fast.

To his surprise, after anticipating that there was no escape, the last touch on his shoulder that was conveyed to his mind was the feeling of being smashed by a pebble. Subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch the "hidden weapon" that was about to fall, and when he mentioned it, he found that this "hidden weapon" was an envelope wrapped in oilcloth paper.

In the heavy rain, a layer of fine sweat broke out on his head, and he was secretly glad that he quickly reacted again, the other party had long expected his tracking, and had been waiting here. And in this envelope is the letter that the other party asked him to bring back and give to his master.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why I was able to survive. The other party needs someone to warn the young master of the master's house, so someone must bring the news back, not the more swift carrier pigeon transmission......

At the same time, in the pawnshop completely controlled by the Cui family, in the bedroom of the Accord owner, a middle-aged man in plain clothes was standing in front of the window, admiring the pouring rain with his hands. Behind him, standing slightly bowed, was another middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes. If there were local scholars in Guancheng, they would be surprised, because the middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes was the owner of this place.

Standing in front of the window with his back to the innkeeper, the middle-aged man in plain clothes didn't seem to be able to capture the resentment and hatred that flashed in the eyes of the former subordinates behind him.

But even if he could see it, he probably wouldn't care too much. In the family, there should not be more people who look at him with similar eyes. As long as you don't do it to the people around you anymore, let you hate or hate it?

Resentment is the right of the weak, and he still remembers what his father said when he was young.

"After releasing the song that He'er explained, it was as if nothing had happened, and that kid from the Zheng family didn't dare to cut you" After a long time, his deep voice sounded.

"Don't worry, uncle, the villain understands!" The subordinate lowered his head, as respectful as he had been back then.

"Well, it's good to understand. That's it, you should be able to go back......"

The words were still echoing in the air, and when the subordinate raised his head suddenly, there was no trace of the person he had admired so much in his early years.

"I hope Uncle still has such a little ability......"

The people in the room muttered to themselves, full of irony, and his look of disdain and resentment was no longer concealed at the moment.

At the same moment, on the roof of the Accord, the middle-aged man who had disappeared was standing there. Standing in the rainstorm, the rain is falling, but he looks up at the sky and makes another sarcasm: "What is the use of this rotten family, lingering?" ”

"It's okay to go back, but it's back to where you came from!"

"Qinghe, Qinghe, you don't want to disappoint Aye!"

The torrential rain flowed down the top of the white-haired head, and after a long time, the middle-aged man waved his sleeves and jumped away; does not take away the smell of conspiracy, let alone leave a trace of conspiracy......

When the rainstorm gradually stopped, it was already the early morning of the next day, about six or seven o'clock, and the sky was dark~ I wanted to know. The sky, which had rained just now, seemed to be brighter than usual morning when the newborn sun was gradually emerging. The rain washed away the gray sky in the morning, and the white of the fish belly in the eastern sky slowly obscured the light of the lanterns that had been lit all night.

In this ancient city, between the roads, on the trees, among the weeds, puddles, water stains, raindrops, full of traces of water after the rain.

And by the time the young man of the Zheng family learned the final result of last night's incident, the fresh air had already begun to reflect the light of the warm sun.

"What?! The pigeon flew into the Fun Pavilion?! ”

Cui Cui has the same sound, so it is easy to judge that the "Cui Qu Pavilion" in the young man's mouth seems to be the contact point of the Cui family.

"Yes!" The little guy was trembling, and he didn't dare to move.

"Let someone call that old ghost of the Cui family to Young Master Ben!" At noon, he was in a rage of temper, and the boy sat there, panting roughly, and his nose was also opening and closing.

Shrinking his neck, the little guy secretly rolled his eyes and looked at the face of his young master, "The order just given by the patriarch is to let the young master treat it as if he doesn't know......"

The voice grew weaker and weaker, and the last few words were barely audible.

The young man who was originally angry in his belly completely exploded, and when he came over in three or two steps, he kicked him to the ground, "Then the fuck didn't eat!" Girl-like voice, how can Master Ben hear what you say?! ”

The moment he was beaten, he immediately lay on the ground, and the little guy quickly crawled to the feet of the young man with his knees and hands, looking terrified, "The patriarch asked the young master to keep his eyes on the dark and put a long line to catch big fish!" ”

"You can't be tough on her, at least not now!"

"Young Master Ben still wants you to teach you a lesson!"

The boy kicked it over again as a matter of routine......

The sky was just right, and the sky after the rain was much clearer than usual. The sun is warm but not charming, and it is really a pleasure to bask on the body of pedestrians. It is precisely because of this long-lost good weather that the primitive residents have an illusion that the invisible dark clouds in the city that have been suppressed above their heads for a long time seem to have dissipated a little. So, there was a smile from the heart on their faintly numb faces.

Despite this, Sun Dao and the others, who had just arrived, still had a sense of disharmony in their hearts. I can't put it into words, but it's real.

That's why I'm here. The difference is that what used to be all is now just one of them.

From time to time, the green brocade that flashed in his eyes from last night appeared, and the hangover Sun Dao sat there rubbing his head, trying to find the fleeting feeling of déjà vu in his heart. For this reason, he didn't even notice the martial arts that came in front of him at some point.

Jinyi, Jinyi, Jinyi!

This floating thing flashed in his mind over and over again, and Sun Dao had a terrible headache.

Seeing him so irritable, the girl walked over silently and stood behind Sun Dao. When Sun Dao finally reacted, the pair of Qianqian's thin fingers were helping him rub his forehead.

"Don't get me wrong, Wu Zhao just doesn't want Linchuan to worry!"

The fingers are soft and the tone is cold.

“……”

Sun Dao chose to remain silent.

When the girl gradually entered the state and kneaded more and more in place, Sun Dao actually closed her eyes.

Time passed quietly in silence, and when Sun Dao opened his eyes again, the girl was almost half an hour. After all, he is not a professional technician, nor is he a specialty, and after half an hour of continuous kneading, the girl feels that her fingers are about to be broken. But she still held on, because it was her own hot-headed and cheap choice, and she had to persevere; Even his fingers are about to be deformed.

Sun Dao, who was an enjoyer, was of course unconscious, and after his eyes opened, he didn't blink again. After spending a moment and half a lifetime in this way, Sun Dao suddenly stood up suddenly, startling the girl behind him slightly.

"If it's okay today, take a walk around the city! Observe what all the shops in the city have in common, including the inn! Turning around suddenly, staring at the girl's starry eyes, Sun Dao said word by word.

"Give Wu Zhao a reason!" The girl's face was faintly annoyed and angry, and her heart was naturally itching with hatred.

"If you ask your Khitan father for this common denominator, you will know what the reason is......"

……

Chang'an is windy.

The sky darkened with the sunset of the west, as if it was about to fall into the dusk. The streets were bustling before sunset, but now they are all immersed in it.

To this day, almost all of them are still wandering on the road, and almost all of them are the envoys of Jin Wuwei. Of course, there are exceptions.

The Night Walker on Long Street disguised his whereabouts slightly, and with the help of others, finally managed to reach his destination, taking on the identity of a layman Night Walker.

This book was first published in Reading Books