- "Yes, yes......" The postman who followed and led the way nodded hurriedly.

After a previous conversation in the "Cloud Stop", this post man already knew that the monk with short hair in front of him was not only from Kyoto, but also had a deep friendship with the famous commander Li Gai, and this post man did not dare to be a little sloppy about this monk's problem.

After pondering the first sentence of the monk's mouth, it is not difficult to figure out that he suspected that the village had been ransacked by the rogues. Although the "Cloud Stop" is only a post station for the accommodation of officials passing by on official business, it actually has the responsibility of the eyes and ears of the imperial court, and it is impossible to be unaware of the circulation of surrounding news. It is impossible for a major event like the liquidation of a nearby village to be unnoticed.

"In this area of Yuxian County, the folk customs are simple, and there are many children of families, studying in the two academies, under the influence of etiquette, it has always been very peaceful......" This post guard just followed Xiao Kuang's words, but after speaking, he somehow hesitated.

A seven-year-old child can also see that the village in front of him is not normal.

"There was a smell of blood in the air." Xiao Kuang didn't ask the post guard again, his gaze was slightly biased, "Do you smell it?" ”

He asked about the dozen or so light cavalry, Li Gai left these dozen people and assigned special tasks, their strength should not be weak.

As soon as Xiao Kuang's words fell, two light cavalry immediately responded. Then one of them added: "The smell is very faint, if it is really a slaughter, the body should be well hidden." Master, the village is ambushed by the fear of air defense. ”

"Thanks for the reminder. I will find the way, and you will stay here. Xiao Kuang nodded, and after a little thought, he commanded: "Later, if you see someone coming out of it, shoot them directly if you resist." Shoot and wound hands and feet without resisting. ”

It is very likely that the killer changed the clothes of the villagers and dressed them up. And even if someone who doesn't resist comes out, this suspicion cannot be ruled out. Xiao Kuang asked to kill the latter, although it was a bit cruel, but it was the only way to do it. Once the news that they have chased this place leaks out, it will startle the snake. I want to catch those killers who round up Mo Ye again. It undoubtedly increases the difficulty.

After giving the order, Xiao Kuang jumped off his horse and slowly walked towards the path between the houses in the village.

Roadway ambush. The most dangerous and variable. Xiao Kuang hopes that the people under his command who can be used will be used in the right places, such as scattered searches, and other things that are as many people as possible, rather than being put into the lanes. If there is an ambush, it will result in worthless sacrifices.

As for him. He believes that with his martial arts, he can cope with it enough.

As he walked towards the village house, he reached into his arms and felt for a pair of black fabrics. Carefully put it on your hand.

The twelve horsemen who were standing not far behind him saw this scene, and their faces showed a slight surprise for a moment.

They recognized. Xiao Kuang took out a pair of special "gloves" made by the Commander's Mansion, whose function was to resist sharp weapons and cutting. Because the material of this glove is extremely rare. Only a few people in the Lordship have it. Although these twelve cavalrymen are still not sure what position Xiao Kuang is in the Commander's Mansion, as soon as this black glove comes out, it can at least further prove that he is indeed a person in the Commander's Mansion.

Originally, they were still a little suspicious, when will there be monks in the Commandery's Mansion? With the appearance of not growing hair, if they walk in the Commander's Palace, they will not be impressed at all...... Even this last bit of doubt was dispelled at this point.

As a result, they are more worried about Xiao Kuang, his "own person".

The mansion that Lin Shan built in Xingjia Village was vacant three years ago, so Xiao Kuang's search for the source of the bloody qi would automatically eliminate the empty mansion.

He came to a house at the entrance of the village, and his eyes stopped for a moment on the spring couplets on both sides of the gate that were only slightly weathered, and then he walked up the doorway, leaned close to the side of the door, and stretched out a palm to pat on the door.

With the strength contained in his palm, it was enough to break the horizontal wooden latch behind the door.

Then a scene that made him feel slightly surprised appeared, the gate of this family's small courtyard was not latched at all. There was no one in the courtyard, and the door of the main house was closed, and it seemed that the door should have been closed from the outside, not the intention of the occupants.

The possibility of slaughtering the village has increased by one more point.

Xiao Kuang walked in and looked around, and frowned slightly when he came out.

The smell of blood wafted outside, but this small courtyard was very clean, and the place where the corpses were hidden was not here.

Xiao Kuang walked out, then picked up two pieces of broken tiles on the ground, and flicked them to the gate of the courtyard of a neighboring family with a raised hand. Sure enough, as expected, the people in the courtyard were empty, and the inside was clean, and the courtyard gate was just hidden. He hesitated for a moment, did not enter the empty courtyard to check, but took a few steps, and then bounced open the courtyard door of another house by throwing stones from a distance of more than a dozen steps, and the result was still the same.

It's all empty.

Was all the bodies hidden in one place, or was it too late?

If the situation falls into the former case, then the ambush is highly likely, and it is very likely that the person preparing the ambush is in the house where the body is hidden.

If the situation belongs to the latter, then no matter how much you look for it, it will be useless, because the person has already been taken away.

Xiao Kuang squinted, and just when his thoughts were a little contradictory, as if with divine help, a gust of wind suddenly blew open the door of a house opposite the pond in the village.

The house did not have a monastery wall, to be specific, only half of the wall was built to keep out the wind, and a few bundles of chopping wood were piled up under the wall, which was not enough to block the view. As soon as the door opened, the scene inside the house was clear.

Although when you look at the interior from the outside, you will see a little blurry because of the dim light, but Xiao Kuang's family cultivation is profound, and he has been unremittingly exercising for more than ten years, and his eyesight and ear power have long been elite beyond ordinary people. He stood on the side of the pond, but he could see at a glance that there were several people lying in the room.

In broad daylight, a village inhabited by dozens of families, but the doors of every house are closed, and there is a faint smell of blood in the air, this kind of scene is obviously not normal, and it is by no means as simple as alcoholism.

Xiao Kuang did not hesitate and acted immediately, but he did not go in person, but ordered the post guard and the four light cavalry to stay where they were, and sent the remaining eight light cavalry to the house whose gate was swept open by the wind. After the mission was dispatched, he himself went in the opposite direction, and went to the long-vacant house where Lin Shan lived three years ago.

He first walked around the outer wall of the house to get a rough idea. This house is modeled after the one in Kyoto. According to Hayashi's style, the interior of the house should be the same as the one in Kyoto. Then he returned to the door, and his eyes fell on it, where a large iron lock hung out, which had begun to rust.

With the strength of his wrist, it was not impossible to pull out the lock directly and the iron ring embedded in the door. But he didn't do it after a moment's observation. Instead, he stretched out his fingers and groped for the still smooth door panel. After touching it for a moment, he suddenly bent his fingers into claws again, and suddenly slashed hard.

"Click—"

After a soft sound. On the originally flat door panel, a small piece of the board suddenly fell. Above the gate, there is also a boxy gap, and the area is slightly larger than a slap. The inside of this notch. There was no such thing as secret jewelry, just a few round wheels stacked on top of each other. The edges are left in a zigzag shape, snapping together with each other, but not moving.

Unlike the rusty iron locks, the gap in the door was clearly a few gears of metal that were snapped together. It was still as smooth as new, faintly reflecting the figure standing in front of it.

"The Heart of the Machine."

Xiao Kuang's eyebrows moved, and he couldn't help but read out the four words. But the voice was so faint that only he could hear it.

Although it was something he was familiar with, goodbye after many years. He still couldn't help but feel surprised.

After a moment, his mind calmed down, but his face showed a look of distress.

When the Beili School was passed down to the twenty-second generation, among the three disciples of the faction, at first, because Xiao Kuang was the earliest to join the school, martial arts, chess, cooking, planning, and arithmetic, these five items could be ranked in the best position in the school, surpassing his two junior disciples. But as time passed, the two disciples grew up quickly, and the differences and biases in the wisdom of the three disciples became more and more obvious.

Although Cen Chi, who is at the bottom of the line, has no talent for martial arts, and his cooking skills are equal to a waste, his talent is all used in arithmetic, and with this way to calculate the number of chess pieces, he can often fight a draw with Xiao Kuang. If it weren't for Cen Chi's lack of liking to play chess pieces, he would have practiced hard with his talent, and it would probably not be difficult to surpass Xiao Kuang in chess skills.

Lin Shan, who ranks second in seniority, has a somewhat eccentric talent, mainly reflected in the construction of fortifications and mechanical skills. Although his cooking skills can only be evaluated as starving immortals, he can be ranked in the middle of the four items of martial arts, chess skills, operation planning, and arithmetic, compared with the previous disciples of the Beili School. He is the only one who can have both four academics to such a level, and he is the only one in the five generations of the Beili School, so much so that the old man of Beili roughly designated him as the twenty-second generation heir of the Beili School more than ten years ago.

The palm-sized box embedded in the door in front of him is one of the proud works of Lin Shan's mechanical technique. The heart of the machine is the combination of more than a dozen parts of different shapes as the starting core of a set of mechanism systems, and the whole body is moved by a single trigger.

It's just that how could he leave such a complicated and expensive thing in this abandoned village and abandoned house?

Xiao Kuang seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up slightly, and then he sighed lightly.

"Senior brother, it seems that you have calculated everything, but I just hope that things can go as smoothly as you expected." Xiao Kuang muttered, then bent down to pick up the fallen square board on the ground and cover it back on the door.

He thought that he would not be able to break the ban on the mechanical heart, so he would not do it, but he quickly thought of another way to find out what was going on in the house. It might have taken some risk on his part, but it was much simpler and more straightforward than unlocking the mechanical heart.

……

After the main ceremony of the Maritime Festival, the observation deck will be open all day on the day of the ceremony. Visitors will not be scattered immediately after seeing the feat of the big ship going to sea, so on the flat and open sand, a group of temporary stalls lined up, most of them will stay for about half a day.

It is a great fate that so many people from different families and positions gather on the beach on this day for the same thing, and it is not necessary to rush out of the inner city just to watch the two-hour maritime ceremony, and then rush back again, making it as boring and hard as the hard labor on the docks to earn a few hours.

Although it is true that some people come here because they have taken some precious time out of their busy schedules, most of them still come with a relaxed and entertaining mood and idle silver. Once you're full, you need to step on the soft sand and feel the breath of the sea while eating and drinking. After that, it will be worth the trip to go back.

However, most people who are willing to stay and play for a while before returning home will not choose to continue to stop at the observation deck, because the place is no longer tidy at this time, and all kinds of confetti and waste are thrown on the ground, which really affects people's relaxed mood of playing.

But the few men stayed there.

Suddenly, there was a muffled thunderclap in the sky. Some of the tourists who have not gone far can't help but have delusions. Thinking that the spring thunder was blowing up on the altar again, I couldn't help but turn my head to look at the altar.

The four martial arts hall disciples who were still overlooking the horizon just now also set their sights on the sacrificial rooftop. But they don't just seem to be stunned like other tourists, but seem to have something in their hearts and do it on purpose.

One of the four stretched out his hand and pointed to a place on the empty altar. At the same time, he was talking to the other three people quickly.

"Uncle Fu Jian, look at those people. Did you see something in us just now? ”

Seeing that the four people who had had a one-sided relationship standing more than ten steps away walked a little farther away, and stayed among the four martial arts hall disciples on the observation deck, the first one to speak was a young man.

At that time, he was facing a few young girls in the line opposite. It is full of eyes that are pleasing to the eye, but at this time, it is only an hour or two apart. When he mentioned the girls again, a chill flashed in his eyes. It's as if you've seen a rival feud.

-- In the course of viewing the merchant ships just now, it was clear that these two groups of people had no intersection with each other.

The uncle of Fu Jian in the young man's mouth is an honorific title for generations, and naturally refers to the only adult man among the four.

However, after hearing the voice, the man who was called Uncle Fu Jian did not open his mouth to answer the young man's question after a long time.

At this time, another teenager opened his mouth to take over the conversation and said quite jokingly: "Oh, little grandson, you are too quick to change your face with other people's girls, right?" Just now, you were the first person who was still far away, so you couldn't help but praise people for being smart! ”

The words of this young man were obviously deliberately pointed at the young man who spoke in the first place, and this young man was also the one who had been talking to him when he was queuing up to enter just now, discussing the beautiful little girl. He always has a habitual smile on his face when he speaks, but if others look closely, they will find that his smile rarely really penetrates his ice crystal-like eyes.

"Ahem...... Xiaowu, can you change your words and stop calling me Xiaosun? ”

"Don't worry, I have always spoken very measuredly, and I will never drag the word 'son' out of the head of the little grandson in front of you."

Xiao Wu, a young man with ice crystal eyes, reached out and gently patted the young man named Xiaosun on his side while saying this, showing a generous and complacent attitude.

Then he turned his face to look at the other young man who was standing a few steps away from the other side, who was accustomed to keeping silent, and said with a smile: "Xiao Ling testified on the spot, if I break my promise, you can beat me." ”

The silent young man who was called Xiao Ling by him raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and suddenly said: "There are rules in the sect that you are not allowed to use force against your fellow sects. ”

Xiao Sun and Xiao Wu were both slightly stunned when they heard this.

The floating and rootless smile on Xiao Wu's face sank slightly, and he said lightly: "Xiao Ling, you don't have to be so strict all the time, right?" ”

Xiao Ling glanced down at his neat toes, and when he raised his head to look at Xiao Wu again, he heard him say in a very calm and serious tone: "If you want to call him 'Little Grandson', he can call you 'Little Turtle', you both only need to add a word to each other's names, and the whole sect can see your jokes." ”

Xiao Wu was slightly stunned, but Xiao Sun couldn't help laughing, and he didn't care that as soon as Xiao Ling said this, even if he scolded the two of them together.

After a while, Xiao Wu came back to his senses, shook his head again and again, and said, "It seems that I have to talk to you less in the future." ”

At this time, Xiao Sun suddenly slapped Xiao Wu on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Forget it, when we go together, every time we take the initiative to talk to him, it is you." ”

Including the girl who was discussing the water spirit when she was queuing up just now, it was indeed the silent young man Xiao Ling who was "provoked" by Xiao Wuxian, a young man with eyes like ice crystals.

The three young men laughed to this point, and suddenly heard a muffled sound of "dong-". As the sound reached their ears, they also felt a tremor from the bottom of their feet from the bottom to the top, which made the soles of their feet tingle.

The three of them suddenly solemnized in unison - in fact, the silent young man had not been much frolicking, but at this moment, the indifference in his eyes that he had not shown much interest in anything before seemed to be suddenly refreshed again. There was a hint of brilliance in his eyes, but it seemed to be a chill of freezing.

The sound of "thump" was the sound of the young man who was called "Uncle Fu Jian" by the three teenagers among the four people, holding the black cloth umbrella in his hand and stabbing twice on the observation deck covered with thick wooden planks at his feet. But looking at the attitude of the three teenagers towards this sound, it can be seen that Uncle Fu Jian really has a high status and prestige in their hearts.

In this world, apart from themselves, only those who are in the same family can understand. Fu Jian is not the real name of this uncle. Rather, it represents a title of position and status in the sect. The fact that this man could obtain this title with such a young age was enough to make the disciples of the youngest generation of the sect, that is, these three teenagers, full of admiration and awe.

If it's an old man who gets this title. These three teenagers may not have such a strong yearning in their hearts.

After setting up the black umbrella, Uncle Fu Jian looked at the three teenagers in front of him with flat eyes, and said in a stern voice: "The time for the chaotic test is enough, now. You begin to think back to what I have just told you, and to those whom you have observed. I will repeat the number of ten after that, starting with the little grandson. ”

The three teenagers were ordered by Uncle Fu Jian. Start thinking right away. After a while, they began to repeat a passage in the order of Uncle Fu Jian's arrangement.

The names of several people are involved, if there happens to be a guard of the harbor pier passing by at this time. They must be wary of the content of their conversations, because the person they are discussing is the emperor. Down to the Prince.

But it is a pity that the emperor left the seashore in his royal car. And all the merchant ships have also moved away from the harbor, normal, at this time, the garrison that was temporarily stationed on the harbor has now been almost evacuated, leaving only a group of people who are usually basic, and will not come to patrol until a while.

The time that Uncle Fu Jian waited was only ten, and the time for the three teenagers to repeat a passage did not exceed half a quarter of an hour in total, and it was extremely difficult to meet the soldiers passing by the seaside in such a short and close communication process.

After listening to the replies of the three teenagers, Uncle Fu Jian showed a satisfied look on his face, and seemed to smile slightly. This kind of gentleness rarely appeared on his face, and from the time he had been queuing up to enter until now, he seemed to have only smiled once, but it made the three teenagers secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

What I had to do on this trip today seemed to be completely over at the end of this test session. At least Xiao Sun and Xiao Wu must have thought so, and that Uncle Fu Jian was also preparing to return with them.

However, at this moment, Xiao Ling, a young man who always liked to be silent, suddenly took the initiative to speak and asked the young man, and his tone was very respectful: "Uncle Fu Jian, I have a confusion, but I am afraid that saying it will make you unhappy." ”

As soon as he said this, before he could officially mention what he was wondering about, the faces of the other two teenagers had changed slightly.

This Xiao Ling, although he rarely speaks, his judgment, from a certain bad point of view, is often very accurate.

For example, when he said that he was going to mention something that upset Uncle Fu Jian, it was very likely that he would say it.

It's just that I don't know if this time, if Uncle Fu Jian really gets angry again because of Xiao Lingdi's verbal offense at this moment, will he pull them in together to punish them like the last two times?

Sure enough, before listening to Xiao Ling's formal opening, Uncle Fu Jian also raised his eyebrows, his eyes were not very gentle, and his tone was also a little cool, and he only said two words: "You say." ”

"I see that today's son is still acting in a proper manner, at least much better than the rumored former dynasty faint king. Such a monarch, there will also be people who want to spend money to buy his life? ”

Hearing that Uncle Fu Jian allowed him to say it, Xiao Ling did not hesitate at all, and directly said what he wanted to say. He seemed to have forgotten that a few months ago, he had angered the Venerable of the sect in front of him, and he had received more than 20 thorn stripes, and now, the scars on his body still showed blue marks, and he was beaten very hard.

However, he did not hesitate because he had trust in the Venerable of the Sect in front of him, and even if the Venerable of the Sect would punish him heavily for his words, he would not change his attitude of not hiding it from him.

The two teenagers on the side were already wincing at him after listening to what he said.

But Uncle Fu Jian was strangely silent this time, neither answering the question nor immediately reprimanding Xiao Ling.

Because of this change in attitude of Uncle Fu Jian, it also infected the other two teenagers. They were no longer as scared as they were when they first heard Xiao Ling speak, but they also thought about the question that Xiao Ling raised.

The four of them fell silent together, and after a moment, Uncle Fu Jian was finally willing to speak. He gave an answer that he recognized himself, but not directly, but with a subtle and unclear interpretation: "Be a killer." Sometimes you have to be a child. In this way, you can focus, the hand holding the sword will not tremble, and you will be fearless. The stab is also accurate. The other person's life is just a plaything in your hand, but when you start to do it, you have to be like a child who is obsessed with toys. Decisions, offset by any factors. Gotta get it. ”

"A child's state of mind ......" Xiao Ling's eyes gradually showed confusion, "how to do it?" ”

Uncle Fu Jian was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then asked, "Think about your childhood." ”

Xiao Ling thought for a moment, then hesitated and asked, "Childhood...... What years are it? ”

The expression in Uncle Fu Jian's eyes froze for a moment. He didn't answer Xiao Ling's question again.

At this time, among the two teenagers who had not dared to disturb the communication between the two of them on the side, Xiao Wu, the young man with a pair of ice crystal eyes, suddenly smiled and said, "Uncle Fu Jian." Xiao Ling was brought out of the wolf's den by you, where did he have a childhood. So if Uncle Shi is going to teach him to be a 'childlike' killer. I'm afraid it won't work, but the 'Wolves' killer is very suitable for him. ”

"People who have survived in a wolf's den may not be good at doing things in a brutal way, and the point of the 'childlike' killer is not simply childlike." Uncle Fu Jian looked sideways at Xiao Wu, and his voice was full of purity: "Xiao Ling has the steady eyes that he practiced when he confronted the wolves, this kind of innocent eyes on the outside and tough on the inside is the talent foundation for cultivating childlike killing intent. ”

Xiao Wu met the gaze of Uncle Fu Jian, and then listened to his strict tone, and suddenly shrank his neck slightly, not daring to say anything more.

Uncle Fu Jian turned his eyes to look at Xiao Ling, and said, "When you find time, I will take you to the Xiaoshan Zen Temple, and find the old monk inside to enlighten your state of mind, which may be helpful to you." ”

Xiao Ling couldn't help but be moved when he heard this: "I heard that the monks in the Xiaoshan Zen Temple are not very simple, and in front of them with profound depths, our identity may be seen through. ”

"Don't worry, before the sword in your hand is not contaminated with the aura of killing, you are just a few children in front of that group of monks." Uncle Fu Jian raised his eyebrows slightly, "When the time comes, I will only send you to the bottom of the mountain, and how you learn after that is your own freedom." ”

After Uncle Fu Jian's words were finished, Xiao Ling didn't say anything more, but there was still a little puzzled emotion on his face.

But the other two teenagers, as soon as they heard that Uncle Fu Jian promised to take them to the Xiaoshan Zen Temple, the yearning in their hearts had already appeared on their faces.

Although they are all fatherless and motherless orphans, they also hope that they can move freely, but there are strict rules and regulations in the sect, and until they reach a certain age, and the martial arts they learn break through a certain test height, they can have the freedom to act independently.

That's when their killer career officially began.

But not everyone in the sect can cross this hurdle, and some disciples in the sect have committed key taboos when the time has come to debut, and they can't kill people. Even if such a disciple of the sect prays to return to the sect and wants to continue to live a life without freedom but without having to kill people, even if the killer sect has raised them for several years before, they will only be eliminated by the sect in the end.

In short, the disciples in the sect who are in the study and training period may have to be monitored in every movement, but at least they can have a relatively peaceful life. However, if you wait until the day when you complete your studies and enter the world, you may be able to have freedom outside your body, but there is still a possibility that the inner world of some killers will completely collapse soon after you have freedom, so that you will take your body and mind to the realm of no return.

Therefore, being able to go to some of the places they want to go to when the teenager's heart is still in zài is the most precious gift that these teenager reserve killers can get.

However, at this moment, the silent young man who seemed to have been thinking about what was going on suddenly raised his eyes to look at Uncle Fu Jian, and asked, "When you go to Xiaoshan Zen Temple, do you also need to remember the faces of those monks?" ”

His words instantly broke a rare gentle mood that these young killers had, making Xiao Sun and Xiao Wu only feel a trace of coolness crawling up their backs from under their heels, and continued to pierce their skin.

As a fellow disciple. They naturally know what purpose they want to remember someone's face.

Looking at Xiao Ling's eyes that were as calm as a deep pool and as dark as pure when he said this, Xiao Wu's eyes like ice crystals flashed a complex look at an extremely fast speed.

He seemed to see it, as Uncle Fu Jian often mentioned. And very much appreciated the effect of the 'childlike heart' killer when he was trained.

Reputedly. The strongest thing about this kind of killer is spiritual demagogy.

Such killers can disguise themselves as any good or weak person, and they disguise themselves. Have the spiritual appeal of absolutely letting the target let down his guard, and those who are not strong enough in their own spirit should not practice, otherwise it is easy to lose their own nature. has become a walking corpse, and even the sect leader can't control it.

Although each generation of the sect has not given up on selecting young disciples to train them to become 'childlike' killers. But this kind of killer category, which has high requirements in all aspects, also has a high training failure rate. However, if the cultivation is successful, it is a candidate who can assassinate high-ranking officials and nobles at close range, with the power of only one person. You can earn a lot of benefits for the sect.

To make those who have been through the ups and downs of the sea for a long time unable to feel the killing opportunity of the military guards around them in advance, what a strong spiritual power is required.

At this time, look at Xiao Ling. If he was really cultivated by Uncle Fu Jian to become a 'childlike heart' killer, even if the current Xiao Ling was only a beginner in the mind change technique. That's enough to send chills down the spine of myself and my little grandson.

Because this may mean that in recent years, when Xiao Ling lived in the same house with them, Xiao Ling's existence was nothing more than a spiritual puppet, his friend's righteous anger, every word he said, some of the things he helped them do...... It's all fake, it's all practicing acting.

If this kind of hypocrisy has infiltrated his mind, then it will also permeate every detail of daily life, and it will penetrate into every pore of the person next to him......

But killers also need friends, and their only friend, Xiao Ling, if it is really such a kind of storage, how can they not be cold? Even if they knew that this was the result of Uncle Fu Jian's deliberate actions.

Xiao Wu hoped for a moment that Uncle Fu Jian could change his mind, that is, to train Xiao Ling into a fierce "Residual Wolf" killer, so that he could at least have a few words with his companions when he took a break from the "hunting" task.

But if you become a "childlike" killer, you will never have any sincerity, including maybe one day, when the sect master wants to use Xiao Ling's hand to destroy them.

When the "remnant wolf" killer still has half a trace of kindness, the "childlike" killer sews the mask of an innocent child on his face, and is best at killing people quietly. What they mean by their swords, if they want you to die, you will die, and you will not even have the slightest chance of returning.

Xiao Wu looked at Xiao Ling in a daze, unable to tell if he just said something unintentionally, or if he really deliberately even left a trace of murderous intent towards the monk. And Xiao Sun didn't look at Xiao Ling, just looked at Xiao Wu, trying to distinguish the complicated look in his eyes.

After hearing Xiao Ling's words, Uncle Fu Jian only groaned slightly, and then said with a smile: "If you want to remember, just remember." As I said earlier, when you go up the mountain and enter the temple, whatever you want is your own freedom. ”

Hearing Uncle Fu Jian mention the word "freedom" again, the two teenagers no longer felt as relaxed and expectant as they did when they first heard it. They still didn't dare to answer lightly, but their fear of Uncle Fu Jian at this time had deepened.

Xiao Ling's expression didn't change much, but replied seriously: "Xiao Ling remembers." ”

Suddenly a bolt of lightning slipped through the sky, and a reddish electric light began in mid-air and slid all the way to the horizon, opening a long wound between the darker and darker clouds. However, the wound did not bleed and only "healed" after a split second.

I just don't know if this scratch, which is so fast that it leaves no trace, will leave a ravine in the depths of the clouds that is difficult to reassemble.

The red electric light also imprinted on Xiao Ling's extremely young face for a moment, but perhaps because his eyes were calm enough, most of the red brilliance was reflected in his eyes, reflected by the pupil light, which made Xiao Wu, who was looking at him upright, suddenly have a personal feeling for the first time: Xiao Ling's mental growth has far exceeded the growth of his body, and it is also far faster than himself and Xiao Sun.

He already has the shadow of Uncle Fu Jian.

And will he replace Uncle Fu Jian with younger qualifications in the near future?

……

The pouring rain poured down immediately, although these four people learned the laws of killers, and in the future, they would only use assassination activities as a means of making a living, but after all, they only had a flesh and blood body, and there was no need to resist the forces of nature.

On the beach, I found a tea stall with the most broken cloth shed and the fewest customers, and the four of us sat in.

Called four bowls of hot tea on the table, each took the enamel bowl, but did not drink it immediately, but poured the tea bowl slightly, consumed half a bowl of tea soup, and only washed his hands...... (To be continued)