Chapter Ninety-Two: Are You the One With a Very Smart Nose?

When Fang Xie returned to the Red Sleeve Move, it was already the evening of the second day, and when he entered the house, he was silent for a while after hearing the big dog say that the horizontal stick was dead. The body of Yokoko was taken away by the Ouchi guards, and the murderer has not yet been found. He silently tore a piece of white clothing from the inside of his robe and tied it around his arm, and then said two words to the people in the room.

"I rented a shop on the other street to the west of the red sleeves, and I paid the rent when I came back from Changchun Garden.

"I'm going to get the corpse of the stick back."

After saying these two words, he turned around and walked out of the door of the Red Sleeve Move.

"I'll go with you!"

Qilin chased him out from behind, and said in a hoarse voice: "The person who killed the stick will still kill you after all, and we can't rest assured that you will go out by yourself." ”

Fang Xie paused, turned back to Qilin and said, "From here, go left for about half an hour, and then turn left There is a coffin shop, Brother Qilin...... Let's go buy a coffin, I guess the shopkeeper is closed, and think of a way...... Walk on the street, don't go into the alleys, remember. ”

Qilin was stunned, hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Close the door, I'll smash it open." ”

Fang Xie snorted, looked at the big dog and Mu Xiaowaist and said, "Go back first, you can't make trouble for Red Sleeves anymore." We are all calamities, and we will be plagued wherever we go. Everyone has helped us enough, our lives are not strong, no one knows if Lu Dao can have a chance to return to others, the more feelings you owe, the more blocked your heart is, you can't pay it back, at least don't cause trouble to others. ”

Big Dog and Mu Xiaowaist nodded.

"You have to have someone with you."

Shen Tianfan, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, in a very light but firm tone.

"I'll Go"

Mu Xiaoxiao slowly walked to Fang Jie's side, looked at Fang Jie's eyes and said in a very low voice: "Although I don't know why you insist on going out alone, you must have your reasons." Originally, I was going to follow you quietly, so I didn't say anything just now. I'm not as smart as her, she just said......"

Fang Xie shook his head and motioned to Mu Xiaoxiao not to continue, he smiled and only said four words: "I knew the Tao before I came back." ”

Mu Xiaoxiao nodded, and walked out of the red sleeve after Fang Jie.

Red sleeves beckoned to the third floor, and the thrush stood at the window and looked at Fang Xie who walked out of the hall and couldn't help but shake his head slightly. Xi Candlewick, who was standing next to her, also frowned slightly, and after being silent for a while, he scolded a little angrily: "He's an idiot?!" ”

Xi Thrush was stunned, looked at the wick of Xi Candle and asked, "Haven't you always hated this solution?" ”

"It's the same now, because he's an idiot."

The wick turned back to his room, and didn't look downstairs again. Xi Thrush always felt that there was something different from usual in the tone of Xi Candle Wick, but he couldn't think of what was different exactly. Looking at the back of the candle wick, she shook her head slightly and said to herself: "You should have lived a better life, if you let Your Majesty know that you are dancing in this building, I don't know if Lu Dao will immediately send a flying fish robe to seal this building." ”

But when she thought of the explanation given by the man in green shirt before leaving, she could only sigh silently.

After Fang Xie and Mu Xiaowaist walked out of the red sleeves, they walked out of the Lu for about 200 meters and found that there was still a bun shop that was not closed. Fang Xie was still in the mood to stop, and took out the copper money to buy ten buns.

"You haven't eaten either, have you?"

He asked Mu Xiaowaist.

Mu Xiaoxiao nodded.

She eats wine as a meal, but for the whole day today, she didn't even drink a sip of wine. My heart was so uncomfortable that I couldn't even drink alcohol.

Fang Xie asked the boss to divide the buns into two parts, six for him and four for Mu Xiaoxiao.

"Vegetarian"

Fang Xie said lightly, and then stuffed a bun into his mouth. The buns are not big, but it is still a little difficult to eat one in one bite. Egg and mushroom stuffed buns, which taste good. After he ate three times in a row, he looked at Mu Xiaoxiao, who looked a little embarrassed, and said, "Only after eating can I have strength, before I came back, Mr. Zhuo specially found me and asked me to tell you something...... The reason why your ability to perceive has stagnated over the past few years is not unrelated to alcoholism, and drinking too much alcohol will make you more and more sluggish...... If I had known about these things, I would never have bought you wine all the time. ”

Mu Xiaowaist followed the footsteps of the upper solution, pinched a bun and took a bite.

"Unpalatable?"

Fang asked

"No"

"Then eat them all."

Fang Xie stuffed the last bun into his mouth, and subconsciously touched the rusty remnant knife on his waist. Mu Xiaoxiao followed his example and stuffed the whole bun into her mouth, but her mouth was too small to chew. Fang Xie took out a handkerchief from his cuffs, wiped the soup flowing from the corner of his mouth for Mu Xiaowaist, and said softly: "You walked three hundred and sixty-five steps with me from the red sleeves to here, it's enough." ”

"Not enough!"

Mu Xiaoxiao swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty, shook his head and said.

"Not far from the door of the shop I rented, there is a hot noodle soup shop, the business is good, it should be delicious. Let's go eat together early in the morning, okay? ”

Mu Xiaoxiao nodded, and then said in a firm tone: "I'm not leaving." ”

"Gotta go."

Fang Xie wiped the corners of Mu Xiaowaist's mouth, folded the handkerchief and handed it to her, and said one word: "Look"

Mu Xiaowaist was stunned, and when Fang Xie was stunned, he had already turned around and walked out. Mu Xiaoxiao hesitated for a while, but still didn't follow after all. She turned around and walked to the shop that Fang Xie had rented, ate steamed buns as she walked, and then naturally opened the handkerchief to wipe her mouth, and when the handkerchief was opened, she saw a line of small words written on it.

Mr. Zhuo is here, I can't trust the court, if there is anything, look for the old lame.

This is a very incoherent sentence, but there are too many meanings to be expressed. Mu Xiaoxiao's pupils contracted slightly, and he instantly understood the meaning of Fang Jie. She couldn't help but quicken her pace, and the red silk hidden in her cuffs was about to move.

somewhere

The man who was hidden in the shadows smiled softly and said to Mr. Zhuo, "Alone, he really trusts you." ”

Mr. Zhuo shook his head and did not speak.

But he wanted to say in his heart that if he really trusted me, he wouldn't be alone.

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After eating six steamed buns, Fang Xie felt that his stomach was very hot and comfortable. For his amount of food, six buns are not enough at all, and doubling it may not be enough. But he only ate six, of course, not because he was reluctant to pay copper money, but because he knew that he would make a mistake if he ate too much at this time.

If people eat too much, they will become comfortable, and even if there is a trace of comfort, it is inevitable that they will be a little unresponsive.

He walked down the street, not at a fast pace. There are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the streets, and many roadside shops have closed. When he walked to the mouth of a small alley, Fang Xie seemed to hesitate for a moment, then turned around and walked in. The alley was very deep and quiet, Fang Xie leaned down slightly, and rushed out with a kick under his feet.

Move like a rabbit.

Just as he rushed to the depths of the alley and turned the street into another alley, several black shadows suddenly appeared at the alley behind him, and the leader was wearing a black robe that could cover his head and face, and he looked at the direction in which Fang Xie disappeared, and the man in black standing behind him immediately rushed in.

On the roof of a private house, several masked men who were about to rush down were stopped by the leader. The leader pointed to the black-clothed men in the alley below, and whispered with the corners of his mouth: "Someone will do it for us, wait and see." ”

Six or seven men in black rushed into the alley and unleashed their weapons, their swords shining coldly in the moonlight. The black-robed man at the head had a cold and contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, and muttered that he couldn't blame others for looking for death, and then his figure disappeared without a trace.

When the man in black chased through the second alley, he suddenly stopped his steps, and the one in front even subconsciously took a step back after stopping abruptly.

In the alley in front, Fang Jie, who was holding a broken knife in his hand, stood there quietly.

"Kill"

A man in black let out a low roar and rushed forward first. The blade in his hand was raised high, and with the sound of wind and thunder, it slashed towards the top of Fang Jie's head. Seeing that the horizontal knife was raised, Fang Xie took a big step forward instead of retreating. The remnant knife in his right hand slashed from the bottom up, and before he crashed into the arms of the man in black, the remnant knife tore through the man's throat, and a stream of slightly hot blood spurted out.

Fang Xie passed by the man, and the blade of the black-clothed man with blood spurting from his neck was still held in mid-air.

Backhand knife, go a word.

It's the right hand.

The second man in black was obviously taken aback, he didn't expect that the companion of the second-grade cultivator would be slashed in the throat in the blink of an eye. The leader said before that this young man is a waste who can't practice, but how can a waste be so fast and so sharp?

In the moment he was startled, Fang Jie's knife had already reached him. He didn't even see from what angle Fang Jie's knife was attacking, and subconsciously wanted to raise his knife to block but found that he hadn't found the trajectory of the opponent's knife at all.

It's still a backhand knife, or a word.

Or right-handed.

I only used my left hand to practice the solution of a one-style knife for a day, but I don't know why Lu Dao chose to kill people with his right hand. What's even more surprising is that in just one day, he used the knife method so skillfully. The blade appeared from a completely unpredictable angle, slicing the throat of the second man in black.

Blood spurted out like a waterfall, and the blood mist under the moonlight was like a large unfolding plum blossom.

"Let's get on it!"

The remaining four or five black-clothed men swarmed up, slashing at Fang Xie intensively. Fang Jie's figure passed between the four or five people like a swimming fish, and then without looking back, he stabbed into the back of the heart of a man in black. With a pop, the knife came in.

He took a few sharp steps back, and the man in black who was pulling the knife retreated at the same time. The four men in black who passed him turned around, and then slowly pressed up. Fang Xie pulled the remnant knife out of the back of the man in black, very slowly. In the silence of the night, the sound of the blades of the broken knives slowly pulling out of the man's body was so clear, and the sound of the blades rubbing against the bones made the teeth ache.

With a bang, Fang Xie kicked the man in black out of the air, and with a little foot, followed by the corpse that flew out of the body, he pounced forward at the same time.

A man in black had just dodged the flying corpse, and before he could turn around, he arrived in front of him. The broken knife went straight into his heart, and then he felt the knife twist violently in his body. He even had the illusion that he heard the sound of his heart bursting.

"Rubbish!"

The masked leader who was lying on the roof cursed in a low voice, pointed at Fang Xie and said, "Go down and help, no matter who those people are, now we all have a purpose, kill Fang Jie!" ”

Four or five masked men beside him immediately stood up and swooped down from the roof like owls with wings spread.

At this time, the leader of the men in black who had been hiding before was also a little annoyed, and he dodged out of the shadows, pulled out a soft sword hidden in the black robe, and stabbed Fang Xie in the back like a poisonous snake. He had been hiding in the shadows of the walls, his robes wide enough to completely obscure his figure. When he stood there motionless before, no one noticed his presence.

The soft sword reached Fang Jie's back almost instantaneously, and Fang Xie seemed to be unaware.

Just when the sword had already touched the shirt on Fang Jie's back, the black-robed man holding the sword suddenly stiffened, and the sword could no longer be handed forward, and in the next second, he did something that surprised everyone.

He drew his sword, turned around and stabbed one of his men through the heart. Another sword slashed the throat of a masked man, and the wide black robe unfurled, like a giant bat, moved so fast that it was difficult to react. He tossed and turned in the alleys, swooping back and forth like a bat.

Fang Xie killed forward, he stood behind Fang Xie and killed in the other direction, just like a pair of partners with tacit understanding, one killing faster than the other.

In less than a minute, most of the seven or eight people surrounding Fang Xie were stabbed to death by the black-robed man, and the remaining two were cut down by Fang Xie one by one.

After Fang Xie killed the last person in front of him, he glanced back at the man with the sword.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat on the top of his head, looked at the roof and said a little depressedly, "Can't you come faster?" I'm really not in the mood for excitement. ”

I don't know when, there was another person next to the masked man who was lying on the roof before.

Dressed in a cloth garment, he rested his palms on the masked man's shoulders. He sat there quietly, while the masked man lying next to him was already trembling with fright.

"Abandon the Sword"

The cloth-clothed man whispered two words, and the black-robed man in the alley immediately threw the soft sword in his hand to the ground. Say what you say and do what you do, without hindrance.

After saying this, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed and the other party explained: "I didn't come when I should have come." ”

Fang Xie didn't answer, but rushed out like a cheetah that had found its prey. He didn't even glance at who the black-robed man who wanted to kill him before was, and increased his speed to the extreme. Seeing him rushing back like crazy, Mr. Zhuo's face changed suddenly, and he said that he would take it all away, and then chased after Fang Jie.

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It's a grocery store, and the original owner has moved away, and there are a lot of unused things left in the shop, so it looks messy.

The big dog glanced at the mess in the house, and couldn't help but shake his head: "You two go upstairs to rest first, and I'll clean up ...... Even though I hate doing these dirty things the most, it doesn't seem like anyone else but me can clean it now, right......"

The Shen Tilting Fan sitting on the wheeled cart and Mu Xiaoyi, who was standing on the side, both knew that the big dog had a very strange problem, obviously he was a vulgar person, but he had the same problem as those so-called nobles, and even more insistent than those nobles. He doesn't do laundry, doesn't go into the kitchen, and doesn't clean his room, just like a real nobleman, he will never do anything that dishonors his identity.

I don't know where this insistence comes from, but the big dog is sometimes stubborn and angry.

But today, he seems to have opened his mind.

Just as he was bending down to pick up a broom and prepare to sweep the floor, someone suddenly asked softly outside the door.

"Excuse me, are you the one with the most sensitive nose?"

The big dog looked up sharply and saw a man in a white robe standing at the door. Maybe it was too dark to see the man's face. It seems that there is a layer of mist on this person's face, and his facial features are very unclear. In this quiet night, he stood at the door, his snow-white robe like a blooming white lotus, particularly eye-catching.