The wolf meat is really not delicious, it is too firewood, and Sumeru Yan does not have oil, salt, sauce and vinegar on his body, so the meat is still roasted, so the meat is even more unpalatable, but he scolds the wine for being difficult to drink, and the meat is unpalatable.

Be all abroad.

Later, maybe he found out that something was wrong, so he sat cross-legged in the ravine and looked at the leftover wolf meat in a daze, thinking about what was wrong with him? Why is it exciting, why is it beautiful.

Then he got an answer that he didn't want to admit, although he could find a hundred reasons to overturn the answer, but he couldn't deceive himself, after all, he was happy to kill the person who was going to kill Shen Leng, he felt that it shouldn't be.

So Sumeru reflected for a while, originally to reflect on his professional attitude as a killer, but then somehow he reflected on the first half of his inactive life.

Mrs. Daxue adopted and trained him with kindness, and she also knew that he was capable so she valued him a lot, which was also kindness, so he swore that killing Shen Leng was a favor, but now he was complacent because he protected Shen Leng, and even gave birth to an unprecedented sense of pride, is it normal?

Of course it's not fucking normal.

Lao Tzu is a killer.

Then he said to himself, it should be because he killed the black warrior so he was happy, isn't it natural for Ning people to kill the black warrior to be happy?

The same reason as shit, even he couldn't fool himself.

When he left Chang'an, his goal was to kill Shen Leng, but he was a killer, so in the plan formulated by Mrs. Scholar, he was invisible, and his subordinates pretended to be him and ran to the Anyang dock, he thought that the plan was thorough and he didn't need to make a move, but his subordinates failed, and he was finally killed by Shen Leng in Pingyue Road, and he, a stealth person, had to come out, and the reason why he was invisible was not because of Shen Leng but Hua Ziqi.

Even the scholar lady felt that Hua Ziqi was not pleasing to the eye, even if she was a mulberry person, Hua Ziqi's personality eventually exposed her, so her plan was that Hua Ziqi would kill Shen Leng, and Sumeru would be the one who killed people.

Frustration.

Hua Ziqi was not killed by him.

Sumeru reflected for a long time, and finally had to face up to a problem...... He followed Shen Leng for too long, so long that he found that he couldn't do it more and more, and the longer he looked at Shen Leng, the more he found that Shen Leng shouldn't die, if such a general died, it would be Daning's loss, and Shen Leng didn't seem to have a reason to die, except for the reason that he killed the son of a scholar.

"Sure enough."

Sumeru Yan let out a long breath, and he took out a book from the small package he was carrying, the book was written by a very famous idler on the rivers and lakes in the Chu period, and no one remembered the real name, and all that was still circulating on the rivers and lakes was just a nickname, the first idler in the rivers and lakes......

How boring is this No. 1 idler?

Because of his extraordinary martial arts, he was once invited by a sect to be a guest, and by the way, he guided the martial arts of the disciples of the sect, he stayed in that sect for three years, and after three years, all the female disciples in the sect were married, and they were all his matchmakers.

Later, he couldn't get mixed up in this sect, he went to a winery again, the owner of the winery and he was an old friend, seeing that he had nothing to do, he asked him to help be a bookkeeper, he did it for a year and a half, and often chatted with the winemakers about how to plant this sorghum if it was not good, how to plant that rice was not good, and finally funded the craftsman to contract more than a dozen acres of land to farm.

He spent most of his life doing things, all kinds of things, but always not doing well.

Later he

finally thought that he should do something meaningful, and because of this incident, he was hunted down by almost the entire rivers and lakes.

He wrote a book called The First Idle Book of Jianghu.

The first idler wrote a book of the first idler, which elaborated on his experience over the years, how he operated when he was a liaison to the killer organization, where those killers like to hide, how to identify the killers around him, and also elaborated on how the pawnshop cheated money, how the dart game changed darts, and more detailed how to successfully protect the media and the correct planting method of sorghum.

So he had to run away, and no one could say what happened to him.

Some people say that he later left the Central Plains and went overseas, others say that he was hacked to death with a knife, and some people say that he opened a private school in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River and only taught some messy things, but later people found out that several famous people in the Chu period had studied from this small private school.

Sumeru likes to read this book, and in his opinion, this is not the first idle book in the rivers and lakes, but a treasure book.

The book says that when a killer wants to attack a target, whether it is tracking, investigating, or brewing killing intent, it should not be too long, more than a month, if it is a conscientious killer, he will find that he should not kill the person he wants to kill, and after more than half a year, he will feel that it is wrong for him to kill, but the book also says that of course none of the killers have a conscience.

Sumeru was silent, isn't he a qualified killer?

If the book is correct, then he is not a qualified killer, and when this conclusion is reached, he begins to doubt his life...... If I'm not a qualified killer, then I've worked so hard over the years to master all the skills that a killer should master, why?

So of course I'm qualified, it's just that I have a conscience.

When he thought of this, he suddenly thought of the conclusion of the book, and then his heart tightened.

The last sentence of the first idle book killer chapter in the rivers and lakes...... All qualified killers have no conscience, and all conscientious killers are not killers...... It's chivalrous.

Sumeru let out a sigh of relief, no wonder he was beautiful.

However, I promised the scholar and the lady of the scholar.

Sumeru frowned, feeling that there was a balance in his heart, and the weights at both ends were conscience.

A few days later, Shen Leng boarded the carriage and began the journey back south, the brothers of the northern frontier army seemed to be afraid of bumping him, and the thick quilt spread in this carriage could cover a primary school hall if it was taken out, layer after layer, and it was all new.

In addition to laying a lot of quilts, there are also a lot of books in the carriage, maybe because I am afraid that I will be bored on the cold road, and I think that I will be bored after reading for a long time, so the car is also loaded with some food, such as melon seeds from northern Xinjiang, which are full and fragrant, and they are crunchy.

Later, they found that the carriage was filled with all the necessities they thought was necessary, but there was no place for Shen Leng, so they prepared another carriage for Shen Leng...... Something seems wrong?

Waving goodbye to Hanhai City, 1,200 warriors of the Navy Division escorted Shen Leng and the Cabinet University Shi An Fangzhi back to Chang'an, of course it would be more comfortable to take the waterway, but it may not be faster, because there is no waterway from Chang'an City to the north of Xinjiang, and it is necessary to detour Chishui and then turn to the Nanping River and then to Chang'an, this road is very tortuous, Shen Leng simply ordered Wang Kuohai to go to the three Fubo warships of the Navy Division, and take the fleet by water, leaving more than 300 horsemen by land.

He had been waiting for the assassin who had killed the Black Secret Spy if nothing else

Of course, Shen Leng felt that there was someone who had been staring at him in the dark for more than a year, and this person's patience was so good that Shen Leng once suspected that he was not here to kill him, God knows if this assassin's employer said, you just stared at Shen Leng for me and stared at him to death!

So I stared at it every day.

In the first ten days after leaving Hanhai City, Shen Leng did not have this feeling of being watched, and these ten days were actually the best opportunity to start, he had not recovered from his injuries, there were far more opportunities on land than on water, and his carriage was very conspicuous, and the officials along the way had to greet the university Shi An Fangzhi, and it was very chaotic.

But you can't wait and wait.

There was even a time when Shen Leng couldn't help it, so he asked Chen Ran to help him out of the carriage and deliberately stood in a relatively empty place for a while, he felt that this posture was really not killing, if he was a killer, he couldn't help it...... But the man still didn't come.

I didn't come because Sumeru went somewhere else.

To the northeast of Gyeonggi-do is Jinei-do, and there is a small town called Yongxian in Jinei-do, just like the name of the county, and the people here live very comfortably and leisurely, because it is winter, and there is no work in the farmland, so the people like to get together to chat, talk and play mahjong.

It's been less than a month since the New Year, and even the primary school is ready to take a holiday, and the teacher has finished his homework in the eyes of the children, and then announced that the school will start today.

Mr. Teaching is a lazy man, so lazy that he doesn't even clean up his own house, but his popularity is too good, so the parents of the children he teaches will help him tidy up when they are free, and his small yard never locks the door.

I never lose anything, but I always have more things, such as fruits, vegetables and meat.

Today is more special, with more people.

When Mr. Teach entered, he saw a sturdy man squatting in his yard munching on his cabbage, which was intended for the winter.

"Why are you nibbling on my cabbage?"

Sir asked.

Sumeru replied as a matter of course: "Because I'm hungry." ”

This is the most reasonable answer.

"And who are you? Why did you come to my house to nibble on cabbage? ”

"Because your house isn't closed."

Mr. felt that this answer was the most reasonable.

"You haven't said who you are?"

Sumeru took out a book from his arms and handed it to his husband: "This is written by your ancestors, right?" ”

Mr. Teach looked at the words on the cover of the booklet...... The world's first idle book.

"What do you want to do?"

The gentleman was so frightened that he took a step back, and after thinking about it, the only things that could defend himself were the book he was holding in his hand and the half-catty of spiced peanuts.

"Ask for advice."

Sumeru said seriously: "Your ancestor can write such a good book, so you will definitely be able to answer some questions, I have one thing I can't answer to myself, I want to ask Mr. to explain his doubts." ”

The gentleman breathed a sigh of relief: "I have never mentioned the matter of ancestors to anyone, how do you know?" ”

Sumeru Yan looked up at the sky: "Maybe, I was relatively idle in the past few years, so I checked the affairs of your family, and the branch of your Li family's lineage that I can find is here, and the other branches can't be found." ”

The gentleman looked back at the door: "Come into the house and say." ”

"What do you call him?"

"My name is Li Xian." ()

Please remember that the first domain name of this book is:. Mobile version reading URL: