Tang He once again examined them seriously, and his emotions did not fluctuate much.

The two looked to be the same age, about twenty-four or five years old, and could use at least five kinds of knives. The man's knife was a barrier knife, harder than his horizontal knife, but more brittle. There are at least a dozen hidden weapons hidden on the woman's body, and the nails are not too long, but they are not short compared to the hand that makes the knife, and there must be poison hidden.

Seeing him staring at his hand, Tang Huailan hid his hand back. He finally saw that her little finger had the longest nails and was very sharp, and he must have used it to kill someone.

"Did you just say something terrible?"

Although his expression did not change, his eyes were clearly slightly mocking.

"We didn't laugh. We have found you at the behest of the hall master. ”

"Yes. It would be more convincing if you asked your partner to put away the plum pins on the cuffs. ”

Huai Lan, who was named, did not change his face, and he did not mean to take back the hidden weapon. Dumpling Lan didn't feel embarrassed, he always smiled just right, like a professional businessman.

"I don't have a home." Tang He continued, "If you are talking about the Tang Sect, you will go home by yourself, and I will not let go of your fart today." ”

"Senior Tang, don't get excited, we are also doing official things."

"If I refuse, will you fight me with a sword in the next moment?"

"I didn't mean that. I'm sorry if my statement makes you think so. ”

Tang Tianlan stretched out his hands and signaled that he did not have any intention of attacking.

"Your partner doesn't necessarily think so. At the very least, if I get on the horse and walk away like this, I'm afraid its hind tendons won't be able to keep it. ”

“……”

Probably right, these two Zuo Gangmen assassins from the Tang family did not speak.

"It's really unexpected......," Tang He shook his head and said, "The Tang family has been reduced to the extent of colluding with the side door Zuo. It's sad. ”

They should have been said so more than once, without a special reaction to it. As the sky darkened, the afterglow of the setting sun vanished, casting a heavy veil of darkness over everything around them.

"No, it won't."

The woman named Huailan spoke again.

"Huh?"

"We're not going to stop you. Your reputation still carries some weight in the rivers and lakes, and having a proof conflict with you is not our first choice. Our task is only to spread the word, and there is nothing to kill people. ”

In the dim twilight, he looked at her again.

"But I'm a little curious...... At your age, you don't know much about me. ”

Tang Tianlan answered: "Indeed." We heard about you from the master. ”

"So, what did he say?"

"Say you're the heir of the Tang family. Because of some misunderstanding, your parents were unfortunately killed. Up to now, Tangmen knows that you are wandering around the rivers and lakes, and hopes to take you back, which can be regarded as a good home for you. ”

Tang He was silent.

Because of anger.

Misunderstand? What a misunderstanding. You can kill people because of a big misunderstanding, and the explanation you make is just a fluttering invitation without even an apology ten or twenty years later? Family? This group of villains who killed their loved ones and ruined everything that was originally good, even said with a shy face that the devil's cave is the destination?

Fart!

He was always resentful of his surname.

But even after the death of his parents, he did not change his name, but only changed the way he wrote a word.

After all, this was the only relic left by my father besides the horizontal knife.

If you really erase all of this, let it go, turn the page, and let everything be forgotten in the dust of history. He's not going to do that, it's not like him. He prefers to remember rather than forget. Remember this burning hatred, remember this indelible scar.

This does not mean that he has any possibility of establishing a connection with the Tang Sect.

Think about it with your knees. They are interested in their reputation in the rivers and lakes - although it is not so good, but it unexpectedly coincides with this "famous and decent family" with a bad reputation - so they want to use his name to strengthen their own power. There are many talents in the Tang Sect, and it stands to reason that there is no shortage of such a "fish that slips through the net" as him. But I am afraid that it is precisely because they know their details well that they are afraid of his retaliation.

The word revenge may not be so appropriate, after all, such a big sect will be afraid that you will not succeed as a small onmyoji?

So they want to use this to their advantage to monitor and control their movements.

"Should I be grateful to Dade?"

Tang He gritted his teeth and asked, deliberately making them aware of his unhappiness. He rolled over and got on the horse, tightened his grip on the reins, and adjusted his head.

"You are angry. We're just talking. If you don't want to go back with us, we'll just do it. But our mission on this trip is to do more than to advise you. ”

"I'm not interested in listening, and don't expect me to cooperate."

"Of course you won't cooperate."

At this time, Huailan, who was silent, suddenly stretched out his hand and brought out a slender and strong iron chain. The chain cut a circle in the air and was precisely attached to the horse's neck. The horse panicked, his pace was disordered, and he almost threw Tang He off. At that moment, Tilt reached out and grabbed the horizontal knife from his waist. Tang He directly pulled out the blade, and the crisp sound accompanied by a cold light split the chain in an instant. This was a bit of a surprise to them - it stands to reason that the craftsmanship at that time could not make such a good knife.

He's very good at swordsmanship, so he'll have to change his approach. Tilting reflexively dodged the struggling horse, and at some point an extra dagger appeared in his hand, and slashed the strap of the scabbard. Tang He reached out to grab it, and Huai Lan suddenly opened his mouth and pushed a sharp needle out of his mouth.

The needle pierced the back of Tang He's hand and poked out of his palm.

Frowning for a moment, he still grasped the scabbard that had almost fallen, and sent the horizontal knife back. The other free hand tightened the reins, and the horse immediately distanced itself from them. It doesn't hurt to run away like that, but that's never been his style. He knew that the two men were not chasing, so Lerma turned his head, his gaze piercing through the darkness, and glanced coldly.

"You're ready to go back to life, aren't you?"

"It's true."

They were far away, but the night was close enough to keep their words from being completely consumed by circumstances.

"Then please help me with a word by the way."

"But it doesn't hurt to say it."

"Fuck you."

With that, he was gone.

Tang Tianlan looked over with some regret, Tang He's figure was gone, and only the sound of messy horses' hooves still echoed in his ears.

“…… Hiss. ”

"What's wrong with you?"

Tilting turned around and ran over with concern. It stands to reason that Huailan didn't have contact with Tang He, but she bared her teeth at this time, as if she was seriously injured. Tilting was very puzzled, and watched as she stretched out a hand, her fingers stiff and twisted, her teeth and claws, like a strange branch.

"......"

Huai Lan pulled out the barrier knife on Lan Lan's waist, slowly lifted it up from the bottom up, and paused in the air. She flicked it, and her whole twisted left hand finally relaxed. At that moment, Tilt seemed to hear a timbre similar to a broken string, as if there was nothing.

"What's wrong?"

Huai Lan dropped the knife into his hand, carefully moving his wrist. Tilting Lan stepped forward to look, and in the dim moonlight, there was another red blood stain on her slender left wrist.

"If it had been slashed just now, I'm afraid this knife would have broken too. When we meet again, be careful. ”

And Tang He can give them the same evaluation.

The horses were running fast and had not yet recovered from their fear. He was fortunate that the embroidery needle was so thin that it happened to avoid the veins in his palm and pass through the cracks between the bones. On the bumpy back of the horse, he reached the back of his right hand with his teeth and pulled out the needle violently. After a brief sting, he didn't drop the needle, but held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

It is usually non-toxic to put in his mouth, which is why he dares to pick it with his teeth, if he starts directly, he is afraid that this horse will allow himself to be pierced again. However, it cannot be ruled out that some people who are mad and crazy use poison-soaked needles in their mouths, but rinse their mouths with antidote in advance. He tested it with the tip of his tongue before pulling it out, and there was no numbness, but it was okay to say.

The tug on the fingertips is gone, and perhaps they found the "spider silk" and broke it. It's a pity, it seems that although the girl is young, she has also seen the world and knows the characteristics of this silk thread. Otherwise, he could still make her lose a hand, and she wouldn't lose it.

They will not give up, from the rumors over the years and the "stalking" he has personally experienced, Tang He can feel it. He didn't know much about his father, and his mother told him very little before she died, and he did some research on his own later. It is also possible that when he was investigating on his own, he was discovered by the Tang Sect - but since he didn't change his name, he naturally didn't plan to sneak around. What is there to hide when you inquire about your own family affairs?

But despite this, Tang He didn't know much either. He only knew that Tang Yi was not his father's real name, but his real name was unknown, and it seemed that even the Tang Sect had crossed out this name. He is the master of the hall, and in terms of rank, he may be on an equal footing with that Tang delirium. Every three or four years, the disciples of the Tang Sect will have an internal disciple competition, and all the elders' apprentices will participate. And the winner will get a good knife with excellent workmanship, and the father counts as one.

Mother has the blood of the Tengu Clan's contract, but she has no qualifications of her own. She just told him about her father, who was his grandfather, when he was young. Her mother is a foreigner, but her father only loves her, not the girl who forcibly pulls the red thread for the benefit of the sect. So he took his mother away and flew away - and his mother carried him in her belly.

It is said that at that time, my mother's family was also strongly opposed. Even, her grandfather was so angry that he wanted to cut off relations with her. The old man should no longer be in the world. If he had the opportunity, he still wanted to tell him that his mother still misses him, respects him, and loves him.

On his father's side, he had no way of knowing.

Although he doesn't like the Tang Sect, and even he can say that he is fully qualified to hate, but Tang Yu's matter really has nothing to do with the Tang Sect.

Rather, this is what made him an onmyoji.

For a long time, he has been hiding in Tibet with his younger sister. In order to survive, he needs money to support himself and his sister. At first, it was a petty theft, from being found out and being severely beaten, to being unaware of the ghosts later. But he didn't let Tang Yu do this, only said that his money came from work, and when he was beaten, he said that it was a work injury. He didn't want her to be like himself.

Like yourself, go and kill.

It is not an easy task to feed a mouth generously. He didn't want her to eat too badly and dress too badly. The first time he drugged a young master's quilt according to the "agreement", it was to buy a new dress for Tang Yu. She was always dressed in her own small clothes, too dark and earthy, and was bullied and humiliated as a child of a poor family, despite the fact that it was.

He couldn't stand it.

Sometimes others will regret it and not give money, so he naturally can't risk shaking out the truth, so he can only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach. After going back and forth, he learned to judge who was good at what he said and who was prone to change. How to deal with people, what kind of people to deal with, he learned slowly, but he would never teach Tang Yu.

Wrapped in warm lies, she grew up safely.

Every one of his footprints stepped on the border between black and white, until the gray engulfed him little by little.