The heavy rain was still pouring down, struggling to wash the world. It's just that the nullahs on both sides of the Qujiangfang street, the rainwater flowing through it has a faint pink.

The old man walked unhurriedly, and stepped on it with his feet when he encountered a place where the bluestone was raised. The entire street is paved with bluestone slabs, which can be regarded as a scorpion in the entire one hundred and eight squares of Chang'an. It is not easy to accumulate water, or it is not easy to fall into the air.

The old man's interest in the stone road was obviously a little more than the "killing seven people in one step" just now.

It took a while for the buckle rope to re-trim the somewhat irregular stone road.

Then he walked to the eaves of the door with his waist and eyes shaking three steps.

"No, after all, I'm old, and I have back pain if I move a little, so I'll go to Lao Niu's nose and stick a few pills to drink."

The old man muttered to himself......

But if the young people in the little dark room heard this, I don't know if they would hide their faces and weep!

The old man didn't even plan to move the corpses, someone else was doing the job. From the day the little lady moved in.

This Qujiangfang is much more lively than in the past.

Xu Fu saw that the old man was already planning to enter the door, so he was ready to beckon the brothers to go out and clean up the mess. After all, they're putting the finishing touches on it. I forgot to introduce, Xu Fu is the bearded leader in the small black room.

This group of people is from a mysterious institution in the palace.

Hundred Riders!

This mission reveals a hint of unusualness from the inside out. Except for the names of the people to be protected. Even the protection mechanism has a big hole. For example, identities cannot be revealed, and all actions must be carried out in secret.

Unless necessary, no one is allowed to set foot in the Chen family's courtyard and have no contact with the people inside. The Hundred Cavalry Division is only responsible for the defense of the perimeter and so on.

However, a military order is a military order, and it can only be carried out, and there can be no doubts.

Wait for this group of big-name "cleaners" to get ready to go out to work.

Here comes the problem again!

From the rain and fog came the sound of continuous Sanskrit singing. Suddenly far and near, people can't tell the direction. But when it came to the ears, every byte was very clear, and the tone was abrupt.

The Sanskrit chant is ......, how to describe it? Let's put it this way, since the sound of the beating reached the ears. The hearts and minds of all the big men in the little black room were cleansed.

The heartstrings that have been tense all day are also loosened, especially just now, because of the ups and downs of the plot in the street, the heart that was hanging high for it also sank back into the stomach. Listening to the sound of Sanskrit singing, I suddenly felt much better.

In everyone's anticipation, the performer of Sanskrit chant made his debut in the heavy rain.

Well, this is a person who can't tell his age. Let's say that he is a child, but the true Buddha enshrined in the main hall of Chang'an City Temple may not have such a "treasure and solemnity" as him, as for those big monks with fat brains. There is no comparison with it.

But you have to say that he is an adult, but he is tall and physical, including his appearance, but he really looks like a child. The child cannot be described as a treasure with a solemn appearance, and it is easy to lose his life.

In this way, this seemingly contradictory but really harmonious little monk sang like this, and came barefoot all the way to tread water.

Everywhere you go, the splash of water at every step is faintly a lotus character.

Step by step!

However, this strange scene is destined not to be seen by the world.

The little monk had nothing but a white robe on his body, not even shoes.

So when I walked to the side of those "martial arts masters" who were on the spot. They will stop carefully, and then gently recite the mantra in their ears. It didn't take long, and it didn't take long to finish the recitation. Then he tore off a corner of his robe and covered it. Even Fujita got mixed up.

Buddha has clouds:

The impermanence of all actions is the law of birth and death.

Life and death have been extinguished, and silence is joy

So, when the well-dressed little monk stood in front of the old man, his ragged clothes were no longer enough to describe.

But the treasure is still solemn.

The old man looked at the little monk, and the little monk stared at the old man. One old and one young, began to play the game of who blinked first.

In the end, the old man was defeated, after all, people are old. It is normal for the eyes to be bad.

"Where are you from?"

"Kunlun!"

"Kuzen Temple?"

"Kuzen Temple!"

"Kunlun and the Chen family, there is an agreement!"

"Yes."

"The people of Kunlun can't appear here!"

"Yes."

"If you know, why are you still there?"

"The seal is strengthened!"

After the little monk said this, there was a silence for a while.

After a long time, the old man sighed.

"One day, the descendants of the Chen family will go to settle this bad account with Kunlun."

"Someday!"

Then the old man pushed open the ink-like door, the old man went first, and the little monk followed. This unusual old man and young man stepped into the small courtyard of the Chen family one after the other.

After the street returned to calm, the small black house opposite the Chen family's courtyard opened its door. The strong men who were "stored" inside came out.

Two by two were responsible for a corpse, placed on the carriage that followed closely. Then quickly disappear at the end of the street.

Qujiangfang returned to calm. Whether it was the apparently one-sided "massacre" or the bloodstains that followed, they all disappeared without a trace. It never seemed to have been. Even the bluestone slabs that had been worn out by the ghost cripple had been deliberately replaced. I believe that the neighbors of Qujiangfang will not notice it the next day. Last night, in their sleep, Qujiangfang experienced such a sword and sword.

The carriage drove along Suzaku Street all the way to the direction of Dali Temple.

Li Shimin is a person who pays attention to the rules, although the Baiqi Division is subordinate to the palace and the emperor's confidant.

However, except for guards and spying on capture, there is no detective power. Investigating illegal activities and handling cases are all within the purview of Dali Temple. No one may act beyond his authority. Therefore, these living and dead prisoners must be sent to Dali Temple first.

On the road......

"Qingxiu young man" is just a chatter, asking all kinds of questions along the way from Qujiangfang to Dali Temple, which makes Xu Fu's head big.

The questions asked are all sorts of tricks.

Like, Is the old man a master? How high is it if you are a master. How many rounds can you survive under him? You're compared to the little guy with the knife. Who has higher martial arts? What tricks that little man used, it looked so awkward. Why haven't I seen anything this big?

Xu Fu is about to explode on the spot!

"How do I know how high the old man is? Jianghu and the battlefield are two very different worlds, okay? Lao Tzu only made up the hundred cavalry division last year, and he has been doing the work of guarding the emperor, okay? The little man is good at playing the knife, but Lao Tzu can beat him out of. Do you want to tell you that too? Besides, how old are you? Fifteen is there? ”

There was silence for a while, except for the "beautiful boy" who looked dazed, the rest of the people also held back a smile. This handsome young man is simply the nemesis of Commander Xu.

"Commander, do you think that little monk is also a master?"

The handsome young man continued to tease Xu Fu's fragile nerves.

"Pessi, from now on, don't talk anymore, don't ask any more questions. Don't let me hear a word. ”

……

"But there has to be a time limit for orders, right? Otherwise, after a long time, it will really become dumb. ”

"Pei, Xi, go to ......"