- This small temple is located in the middle of a bamboo forest in the southern castle of Kyoto, and it is different from ordinary temples. Its original body was just a shrine dedicated to the spirits of the earth. Because this place has not been transformed more than ten years ago, it is a swamp, swallowed and killed many innocent passers-by, the nearby people feel that there are evil spirits living here, so they put together bricks and tiles, built a stone house, and set up a shrine, which means to ask the gods to bless them.

Whether the shrine played a protective role or not was not for sure, because the incense in front of the stone house shrine was continuous, and the swamp outside the stone house was still devouring life, but the common people who only wanted the peace of the house could not question the gods they feared.

However, the people can be sure that it was the orders of the Nanzhao Emperor that solved the scourge of the swamp in a practical sense. The old walls of Kyoto were demolished, and all the stones were brought over to fill the swamp in full, and such a major project could only be carried out by exercising imperial power and mobilizing the power of the army.

After the swamp was filled, green bamboos with strong roots were planted quickly. According to the results of the geological survey of the Ministry of Industry, in order to prevent possible subsidence, it is not suitable to build houses on the newly filled swamp immediately, and it remains to be seen.

From the perspective of secular metaphysics, there are too many innocent passers-by buried under this land, and the yin qi is too heavy, whoever lives in this place will be affected by wealth and fortune, so few families are willing to live close to this side, and the residents of Nancheng are generally poorer than the other three urban districts.

The government and the people have their own opinions, and the emperor did not impose any new decrees on this, except for planting a large area of green bamboo on the swamp, and then renovating the original stone house shrine and expanding it into a small temple, which is named after green bamboo. The shrine was originally used to calm the spirits, and the emperor transferred funds to repair and expand it to the scale of the temple, and the nearby people would not have objections, but would only think that it was a great thing.

Instead of the traditional bamboo temple, although the emperor invited a dozen monks from a temple in a neighboring county to be responsible for cleaning and maintaining it on weekdays. However, for the pilgrims who come here, regardless of whether they are men or women, they can enter to burn incense and pray for prayers.

Cheng Xu sent Mo Ye to the gate of the Bamboo Temple, he didn't plan to go in. Yet stood in the doorway and thought for a moment. Thinking that there were not many steps, Kyoto had not been peaceful in the past few days, so he changed his mind again and wanted to personally send Mo Ye another ride.

When he walked into the bamboo temple, he suddenly realized that he was right to go this way in person.

Because Master Xixin doesn't seem to be in the temple.

Cheng Xu sent Mo Ye to the Bamboo Temple, originally to ask Xixin to help take care of it. If Li Gai is not in Kyoto, and with personal force, if he wants to take care of a person in Kyoto, which is in danger at this time, only Xixin can do it.

But now he's gone. Realizing that he might have just missed out on the master, Cheng Xu took out a nameplate representing his true identity and asked to see the monk master who presided over the affairs on behalf of the temple.

After a while, outside the tea hall where pilgrims were entertained, a plain-clothed monk slowly walked in.

Cheng Xu took out the identity plate again. The monk took a closer look, and the originally gentle and calm spirit gradually became solemn, and he said slowly: "The host has just left, about half an hour. The little monk only knew that he would probably take the Yihua Road after leaving the city, and the destination was unknown. ”

"I have to hear that the master has relayed this, it has already helped Cheng a lot, thank you." Cheng Xu accepted the nameplate. "This girl will be temporarily entrusted to you to take care of, there is a lot of trouble, Cheng will come to the door again at the right time to thank you." ”

The plain-clothed monk clasped his hands together: "Don't dare to take credit, the donor will ask for convenience." ”

Cheng Xu turned his head sideways and said to Mo Ye again: "You are obedient." Don't run around. ”

Mo Ye and Cheng Xu looked at each other, and they had something to say in their hearts, but when the meaning came to their mouths, they somehow couldn't form a complete sentence. She also wanted to laugh because Cheng Xu seemed to be teasing her. But at the same time, she felt that her face was a little stiff, and she could not express such vivid emotions.

After a moment's pause, she just said calmly: "Uncle Cheng, be careful on the road." ”

This time, she didn't call him that fabricated cousin again. Although he wasn't her uncle, the title was in some ways more authentic than her cousin.

Cheng Xu frowned slightly, and then looked collared, and chuckled: "Don't bother with it, take care of yourself!" ”

With that, he lingered no longer, turned and left.

Looking at his back, the splendid robe that was a little loosely cut, although the material was bright, but the style was a little old, was slightly shaken by the walking wind, and Mo Ye moved his somewhat stiff face at this time, showing a look of wanting to be angry and having nowhere to vent.

And at this moment, a calm and gentle voice came from the oblique corner, and it was the plain-clothed monk who spoke: "Master Mo, the tea hall is simple, please follow the little monk to the meditation room to rest." ”

Mo Ye turned his face when he heard this, and said with some surprise: "Master, do you know that my surname is Mo?" ”

She heard the few words that Cheng Xu said when she saw this monk just now, and her name was not involved.

recalled that she and Cheng Xu approached the Qingmiao together, and Cheng Xu was probably using his identity nameplate as a guide along the way, and walking in the temple was very direct. Then the monks who watched and received them also changed their faces frequently in front of the identity plate. Although this small temple cannot be compared with the Big Buddha Temple, the intention of the monks in the temple is the same, Mo Ye is hard to imagine, is it true that these monks' green lantern scrolls are fake, and the eyes and ears of the court are real?

"Yes." The plain-clothed monk smiled indifferently and said, "Master Mo must have many questions to ask about this, but please forgive the little monk for not being able to answer." Lord Mo only needs to know that the little monk has no intention of harming you, and this small temple can also be used for you to rest in peace. ”

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Although there are sudden changes in the corridor through the city, if it is only the city brick mechanism that is touched and the scope of influence is not large, this kind of defense secret is not too public.

Such a grand capital, even if it was indeed embedded with some kind of mechanism when it was first built, it would be too impractical to touch the mechanism changes of the entire city with just one brick.

Although the city guards had 500 troops at the gate from the tower, they would probably only stand by at the gate until there was a new mutation. The gates on both sides were not closed because of this anomaly, but the inner city entrance was temporarily closed to the inside, and the outer gate of the exit that was not originally inspected temporarily increased the inspection force.

It's not a big deal either. According to common sense, since people who go out of the city can check the cards at the inner gate of Guò, but they should have no problem checking again, at most they will waste some time.

Soon, Wu Shu, who was a little ahead, passed the second check of the city guard. He stood not far from the city gate, waiting for Mo Ye to step out. He believed that Mo Ye was holding the identity card of the Song Mansion. There shouldn't be any problems.

Even if she is really unlucky enough to get to that kind of Cheng dù, she can step on the shit on Yangguan Road, isn't there still him waiting here? Although he would not use the token of the Commander's Mansion lightly, he could not deny the special function of that token. In the City Defense Division, it can run rampant almost unhindered.

But...... An unexpected change for him was born!

He saw the young killer's face, and his heart sank.

Mo Ye hasn't come out yet, but the killer is one step ahead of her, she is just a little negligent, what is going on in the city road?

Under the cover of the withered grass-like head, half of Wu Shu's face slid a hesitant look.

Because he was seriously injured as a child, half of his face was destroyed, although fortunately Liao Shi, whose medical skills were comparable to that of ghosts and gods, performed a face-mending operation on him, but after so many years, half of his face finally failed to avoid the lesion. His complexion darkened. The skin on the face is constricted and wrinkled, and the face is becoming more and more uncomfortable. If such a face can still make people recognize the change of thread, then there is already a lot of noise in his heart.

After only a moment of hesitation, Wu Shu was silent and made a decision. He was likely to take a risk for this decision, but at this point he had no time left to give carefully.

He came from the way the killer spoke to the city guard. A few words were read, revealing that Mo Ye might be in danger.

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"Brother Bing, please, just be accommodating, right?" If circumstances permitted, the young killer who had kept Mo Ye firmly in control a few hours ago could end the life of a city guard in a single move. But at this time, he only pretended to be anxious and cowardly in front of the city guard, because although he was only facing a city guard. Behind this person, there are thousands of city defense soldiers on standby, and they all move together.

A lone person, even if he has the most exquisite and perfect killing skills, can hardly match the majestic force of the national machine.

"No! You don't have to kiss me, no one has ever been able to disobey the rules of the city because of personal matters. The guard at the gate with a straight face and a spear and pestle had already shown impatience. Because of the same words, he had said it too many times to the good-looking young man in front of him. Guarding the city gate all the year round, he is most annoyed by this kind of troublesome person whose skin is thicker than the city wall, and he can't get rid of it no matter how he orders.

However, as a soldier, he can't just use force against ordinary people. The laws of Nanzhao can be strict in this regard!

"Official, if you want me to call your grandfather also Cheng, kneel down and kowtow, please let me go back and find it! If you lose your state school certificate and return to your hometown to take the exam again, it will take at least another three years. It's hard to find a long time, you can do it......" The young killer continued his superb acting skills, but there was already a light in his eyes, and it seemed that his patience was running out.

"No just no way! The rules of defending the city are related to the safety of hundreds of thousands of people in the city, how can they be changed because of the needs of you? After saying this, the patience of the little soldier guarding the city was worn out faster than the killer, he slightly flipped the spear in his hand, and pointed it at the difficult guy in front of him with the hilt of the spear, "You are blocking my patrol view, go away!" Otherwise, you will be detained for the crime of obstructing the city's defense and official duties, and you will be taken for a walk! ”

When talking to this ordinary city guard, the young killer was wary of the possibility of being rude with others, and did not want to expose his martial arts, so while deliberately distorting his nature and pretending to be cowardly, he also temporarily unloaded his strength. Since that day he was chased by the Worm Snake Girl in the Foggy Mountains, although he reversed his disadvantage and killed the Worm Snake Girl, the snake king's venom contaminated with his body has not been able to be discharged. This poison stayed in his body for more than a month, tormenting him so much that his body was not as good as before, and if he unloaded the internal strength that warmed and nourished his whole body, he would even be a little weaker than ordinary healthy people.

The little soldier at the city gate stirred the pestle of the spear, and easily pushed him three steps away, and only then did he stand still.

There was such a huge disparity between strength and weakness, and the young killer himself was a little surprised.

Even if he has martial arts, but the power of martial arts cultivation ultimately comes from the body's functions, if the body collapses, how can the best martial arts be? It's just hollowing out the paper paste shell inside. Now that his physical condition has been depleted to this extent, it seems that the task in hand needs to be solved quickly, if he delays for a few more days, it is really difficult to determine whether he will be accused by others in the end.

It's just that this time the task is quite strange, and the buyer has placed a deposit. And keep revising the requirements. The sect didn't know what was wrong, he lost his old temper, and just blindly followed the buyer's requirements, so that the task plan on his side had been messed up.

If the buyer has not yet determined whether he wants the girl to give birth. If you still want the woman to die, then the best thing for you to do is to imprison the woman alone. In this way, he can rest for a while, and then wait for the final instructions of the sect, so that he can come back and toss.

As soon as his mind settled, the young killer felt his shoulders sink, and a vague energy penetrated in. He didn't have time to look sideways, his breath sank, and the dense energy in the meridians around his body was about to awaken and expand. But at that moment, a rough and hoarse voice that seemed to be mixed with sand and gravel slipped into my ears. It sent a shiver in his chest.

"Do you want to die quickly?"

The hoarse voice paused slightly, and then added:

"If you don't want to die quickly, come with me."

The young man once again suppressed the energy that had risen halfway through the meridians of his body, and he slowly turned his head sideways an inch away, and it came into his eyes first. It was the hand that pressed on his shoulder.

Although the five fingers of that hand were long, they were not very good-looking, because they were too thin, and the thin joints were protruding, like a bunch of blooming dead branches. No matter how hard a person lives, his hands may be ugly or hideous, but the white color of his fingers will not change much. However, this person's fingers are white, and they have already faintly appeared blue, which is the expression of a person who is deeply poisonous.

Noticing this detail, he realized that the person who sneaked up on him while he was unloading his martial arts, although he controlled his fatal acupoint, he was probably also poisoned and would die soon. The young man's heart relaxed a little.

Turning his head further, he saw a strange face with different shades of skin on the left and right, and wrinkles and flatness. Rao had seen so many people with extremely hideous faces before dying, and he also felt that it was not as terrifying as the strange face that was quite calm at this time.

He had seen this face before today, and he just wanted to be so close at this moment. But it was the first time. The two sides of this strange face in different shades of color seem to have stitches that have been sewn together by needlework where the edges meet. But this should be a long time ago, the needle hole is gone, only the pinhole is hidden in the skin wrinkles, if you don't look at it so closely, it's really hard to see.

No matter what kind of realistic human skin mask in the world, it is fitted by applying a potion, but this person ...... It seems that the mask was sewn onto the face, and it looks like it has been stitched for at least years!

A look of surprise slipped in the young killer's eyes, but he still didn't speak, just listened to the strange-faced man who controlled the big hole in his shoulder and neck talking to the little soldier at the city gate.

"This military master, the villain is a resident of Qingzhi Hutong in the north of the city, and he also checked the card just now." The strange-faced man handed out a bamboo nameplate to the soldiers at the city gate, and then said: "This young man is my second aunt's cousin, and he came to Kyoto in advance in order to prepare for next year's spring exam. Kyoto has changed a lot over the years, no, the little cousin has gone astray, and the villain will take him back, and please ask the military master Haihan and my little cousin to offend and disturb me just now. ”

Most of the mansions of the Beijing officials are located in Beicheng District, and I don't know from what years and months have been extended from the rules of non-hustle, and then the civilians who can settle down in Beicheng District probably have a lot of family background. And the ugly man in front of him, the little soldier guarding the city is indeed impressed, because his face is really weird, and if you look closely, you feel a little infiltrating, which can naturally make people unforgettable.

"Relatives who are so far away from each other, your family is willing to take them in, but it's really righteous." Listening to the humble but not cowardly tone of the ugly-faced man, the soldier defending the city only glanced at the nameplate and returned it. Since he had just checked, he didn't plan to look at it more.

"More than 10 years ago, there was a lot of war and chaos everywhere, but in recent years it has settled down, and there are few distant relatives left. After all, blood is thicker than water, and if you can take care of it, you can shine on it. The ugly-faced man smiled a little reluctantly, reached out to take the bamboo nameplate, and wiped it on his body first, as if he cherished it, and then put it in his arms.

His face, no matter how much he smiled, couldn't look good. The little soldier guarding the city looked at this face, and a thought suddenly popped up in his heart: This person is so terrifying, it is hard to forget it just by looking at it, but why is it that except for seeing it when I checked the cards today, I feel that I have no impression in the past?

The little soldier who was also registered in Kyoto was suspicious for a moment, and just as the ugly-faced man was about to turn around and leave with his little cousin, he suddenly asked again: "Isn't your cousin's state school certificate going back to find it?" He just insisted on going back! ”

The young killer clearly felt that the withered hand that was on his shoulder and his thumb was close to his neck socket suddenly tightened.

This time, it was Xiaobing who took the initiative to propose the state school certificate, probably for the sake of the strange-faced man's household registration in Kyoto. Some preferential treatment will be given. But the fingers clasped around his neck clearly reminded him that if he wanted to throw it out of the small soldier at this time, he asked to return directly from the Tongcheng corridor again, and the strange-faced man would stop by killing.

"Don't dare to disturb the military affairs of the military master anymore." The strange-faced man's footsteps were slightly sluggish. He turned around and said with a smile: "The state school certificate is just a piece of paper for others, and it can't be directly worth silver, and with the virtue of the people of Kyoto, it will be handed over to the government if it is picked up." Under the rule of the emperor and the emperor, he was not greedy for picking up the leftovers, and the government was rewarded, but my little cousin, who had just arrived, didn't know about this, so he was too anxious and bothered the military master. It's a joke. ”

"You're quite a sensible person, so let's disperse for now! It looks like there is still a moment to go, and the gates will be reopened, so be patient! Only then did the little soldier who defended the city dissipate the little doubt in his heart and waved his hand casually.

The strange-faced man hurriedly bent down to thank him. But the withered hands on the shoulders and neck of the young killer never let go.

The two of them hooked their shoulders and walked side by side next to each other, which seemed a little indecent, but in fact they were the expression of the closeness of the brothers of the common people in the market. On the street of Kyoto, two men chatted with interest, in a winery restaurant. When two drinkers get slightly drunk, it's easy to hang up like this, and it's not strange to see how much.

But this closeness between Wu Shu and the young killer is actually fighting for his life, using time and distance, in a state of calm. There is a game of life and death.

The two of them walked together in the opposite direction of the city gate, and when they walked out of about twenty paces, Wu Shu's figure suddenly froze, and a very slight dull sound came from the depths of his throat. Kyoto is close to the coast and is always windy. At this time, a very fast and short gust of wind blew over, lifting Wu Shu's withered head in front of his forehead, revealing his eyes embedded in the strange face, the pupils of the eyes were already bloodshot, and the whites of his eyes were faintly blue, just like the whites of his fingers, and there was a sickly change.

The young killer turned his face sideways and saw this scene up close, and then he stared at the strange face, and gradually, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At such a close distance, the subtle changes in the god on the young killer's face naturally fell into the eyes of the military book. His pursed lips suddenly trembled, but he finally couldn't hold back, and a trace of blood slid out of the corners of his mouth like a thread, unusually red. Toxins, which have begun to affect the nature of blood, are not far from quenching bones.

However, he didn't seem to care about this sign of danger in his body at all, he just raised his hand and bent his elbow, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and then suddenly said in a loud voice: "It's just a small soldier defending the city, it's nothing big." Cousin, you don't have to spend your time with such little people. ”

Of course, he said this to the little soldier at the city gate who was already some distance behind him.

Because the distance was a little far, it was absolutely impossible for the little soldier to chase after him because of one or two mocking words during the standing time. However, with his first big words, this hatred is over, and it cuts off the back way for the young killer to go back immediately.

The young killer is not a dull person, of course, he quickly understood Wu Shu's "good intentions", his face changed for a moment, and then he said slowly: "You don't seem to want me to go back." ”

Wu Shu did not speak.

At this moment, he appeared to be calm on the surface, but in fact he was enduring the pain between his chest and abdomen like a blunt knife stirring. From the moment you confirm that you are poisoned, this toxin is only a burst of work, and if you can endure this period, you will be comfortable for a short time.

As for what poison he had in his body, he still hadn't figured it out. Because of the instructions given by the Great Commander before leaving Beijing, he didn't have enough time to check the standing antidote, so he could only try to eat some to temporarily restrain the spread of toxins in his body.

But after a day of delay like this, he had a very bad feeling.

Maybe some things are destined to the end, if they can't be modified, then he just wants to do a few more things before the ending comes, keep a person, and live up to the mission of his short life.

The young man's first question was not answered, but he did not care, and continued: "If you don't want me to go back and kill her, you should kill me." ”

Wu Shu raised his eyebrows and stared directly at the young man, but still did not speak.

At this time, the corners of the young man's mouth provoked a hint of a smile, and said, "Your killing intent is not condensed enough, what are you hesitating about?" Yes, you can't. Still don't dare? ”

Wu Shu finally spoke, and every time he moved his lips, there were thin lines of blood overflowing, and he looked extremely terrifying. And the young man who saw this scene finally knew. The reason why this strange-faced man has been refusing to speak out, but there is a trace of joy in his heart, and he secretly said that he has calculated well.

"With my true identity nameplate, it doesn't hurt to strangle you at the gate of this city." Wu Shu smiled faintly, his smile was a little miserable, "You have a lot of acting ability, and you have deceived many people, which requires a lot of talent and long-term training to obtain." If you die, the organization behind you will lose a lot, right? ”

"I conceded. You can read the lips and read the conversation between me and the soldier from a distance, so you can catch the conversation so accurately that others can't question it. However, learning lip language also requires talent, and it seems that the Commandership has not spent any less energy cultivating you. If you fall like this, it will be a big loss to the Commander's Mansion, right? The young man chuckled lightly, and then his eyes sharpened, "Do you think you can kill me with your current condition?" ”

"If you don't try it first, how can you know the result." Wu Shugang finished saying this. Suddenly, he coughed, and the speed of qi and blood surging up suddenly accelerated, and the blood spilling out of his throat stained the entire lip.

"The poison in you has spread." As the young man spoke, the hand that had been hanging honestly at his side suddenly went around to Wu Shu's vest.

"Your body has been poisoned for more than a month. It is not easy to survive until now. Wu Shu's hand on the young man's neck suddenly swelled, almost pinch the vein through a layer of flesh.

The young killer was tortured by snake venom for more than a month, and his body was much thinner than before. The large blood vessels in the supracervical muscle are already more conspicuous and slightly protruding. At this time, when Wu Shu pinched him so hard, the blood vessels instantly twisted and trembled like vines wrapped around the trunk of a tree.

He was about to reach for the hand on Wu Shu's vest, first stagnating, and then slowly drooping down like a withering blade of grass.

As long as Wu Shu used a little more force, he would have to die, still quietly in the same way.

Even if he is not dead now, under the premise of not using his internal strength, his body is as weak as a sick person who is riddled with scabies, and he can no longer raise his hands or clench his fists when he is pinched like this.

However, although he looked terrible, it was also very hard to pinch Wu Shu, who was almost dying. The toxins in the body, at this time, to use the energy in the body's meridians that have begun to show signs of shattering are really an extremely dangerous behavior, like running wildly on a dangerous bridge that is about to break. The blood gushing out of Wu Shu's lips was even more.

But he still didn't seem to care much about it, he knew that it was dangerous, and he insisted on doing it, which was to take something lightly. After coughing a few times, Wu Shu said again: "I just asked you just now, do you want to die quickly, I didn't say that if you follow me, you won't die." ”

Feeling that his back was slowly moving upward, and the hand that wanted to hold his life door was hanging down, Wu Shu released his tight fingers a little.

As soon as he let go, the young killer began to have a nosebleed.

Because the blood in his nose was too intense, the young killer choked on some nosebleeds, and then he bowed his back slightly and coughed. Blood was gushing from under his nose, and some nosebleeds poured into his throat, and then he was coughed up, and his lips, which were not very rosy, were splashed with a layer of blood, so he looked quite wolf. If it weren't for Wu Shu's face not as white as his, his appearance at this time would have been more miserable than Wu Shu.

The young killer's eyes drooped slightly, and he glanced at the black plum blossoms that were dotted out by the dripping blood falling on his pale green shirt, and he suddenly smiled and said, "To be your little cousin is to lose your life." ”

Wu Shu said indifferently: "If you don't want to, I will break your life." ”

The young killer restrained his smile, his eyes showed a touch of irony, and said, "Since you don't plan to let me go, what difference does it make if you die early and later?" ”

Wu Shu stared at the killer's eyes and said word by word: "You want to live in your heart." ”

The young killer smiled and said slowly, "It's really my dereliction of duty to be seen by you. ”

Wu Shu said lightly: "I checked you for three days, and I didn't find out your origin, which is also my dereliction of duty." ”

"...... each other" Only then did the young killer lift his sleeve and wipe the blood stain from the lower lip of his nose. Putting down his hand, he looked at Wu Shu with interest, as if he didn't care too much about the finger on his neck, and said gently: "I heard that there are five small groups under the emperor's hands today. Among them, there are many strange people, I don't know which group you are in? This mask on your face is quite strange, was it born that way? ”

At this time, the young man's nosebleeds finally stopped naturally. The speed of Wu Shu's qi and blood retrograde has also eased a little. But it didn't stop completely.

Hearing the words of this young killer with an extremely mysterious identity, Wu Shu just had cold eyes and said, "Who did you hear about it?" ”

"There are a lot of people talking about it, do you really want to know?" The young man chuckled, "I heard from the people in your Commander's Mansion, do you believe it or not?" ”

Wu Shu was slightly stunned, the faint chaos in Kyoto in the past three days did make him have a trace of suspicion about the Commander's Mansion. So he was at the city gate just now, and he didn't do it directly. Because if he did, he would have four group leaders. You can be exempted from responsibility if you cut it first, but it will definitely alarm the Consul's Office. If there is a thief in the Commander's Mansion, he is not by Mo Ye's side at this time, for fear that Mo Ye will encounter danger in the inner city.

He was well aware of the "communication network" woven by the Commander's Office in the inner city, which was to be used to search for people. Or Mo Ye, who has detailed files left in the Commander's Mansion, is as easy as a finger.

Wu Shu's trust in the Commander's Mansion still prevails, and he believes that even if there are internal thieves in the Commander's Mansion, it is in the very few. Although the origin of this killer is still unclear, the organization behind him can provide him with such detailed information, and he himself is so cunning and changeable, it is very likely that he is a person with no low ability and status in the unknown organization. If done right. It should be possible to extract some useful information from this population, eliminate the thieves in the Commander's Palace, and restore the normal operation of the Kyoto communication network.

If you can do this, even if you can't escape death, you won't live up to the trust entrusted by the commander when he left Beijing.

Thinking of this, the heaviness in Wu Shu's heart gradually relaxed. He raised his lips at the killer, but there was no vivid smile on his face, and he said in a deep voice: "You are very cunning and a scourge." ”

From the moment he turned around in front of the city gate, Wu Shu and the killer did not stop looking at each other. Even the dialogues that begin after walking a certain distance are also faintly full of murderous intent, oppression, provocation, and beating. At the same time, their pace did not stop, at this point, it was Wu Shu who held the absolute initiative, and the killer could only follow him, walking across the flat land at the city gate, through a small forest, and stopping on a shallow grass.

It's the end of spring, the earth is full of life, the four fields are verdant, if the sun is full of sunlight during the day, you can see that this meadow is also dotted with many delicate yellow dandelions, embedded in the green lawn, naturally there is a quiet beauty.

But now it was nearly dusk, and the sky had darkened, and the green lawn was gradually inky in the dim light. The petals of the dandelion also lose their vivid color, fading like a picture scroll soaked in water, and at first glance, the dandelion on the lawn is as pale as a paper flower blooming on a black background.

As soon as he stepped into this shallow grassland, Wu Shu's palm that had been resting on the killer's neck suddenly flipped up, not to pinch the large blood vessels in his neck, nor to break his neck, but to slash his back with a hand knife.

The young killer shook, fell out, and sat down on the ground, just curled up and gasped for breath for a long time, unable to move. He had just stopped the nosebleed, and now he began to cough up blood again, unlike the nosebleed he accidentally choked just now, this time he really had a heart injury. He knew that the strange-faced man's intention in slashing his palm was to make him temporarily unable to mobilize the strength in his body, so that although he was away from the close-up control of the strange-faced man, he still couldn't do anything else to resist.

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As soon as the sun sets, the sky gets darker and gets faster. Wang Zhe glanced at the gate of the city, gasped slightly, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and then looked at Yang Chen again, and asked gently: "Brother Yang, I don't know what we discussed just now, what do you think?" ”

This time Yang Chen finally came back to his senses, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally nodded seriously, and made this decision in his heart. However, he still had some questions in his heart, but just as he was about to ask, a clear and energetic voice suddenly interspersed in, attracting the three people in the car to subconsciously look at the place where the voice came from.

"Wang Gongzi, I didn't expect you to be here."

Opposite the carriage where Yang Chen and the others were sitting, next to the long line of wagons, there was a young man with a long figure striding over-