Rain cats and dogs.

Raindrops the size of beans spread out of the window, like a curtain of rain, splashing down on the stagnant water on the street, and only the yellowing splashes could be seen.

Under the eaves, Sheng Junqian was slowly sipping a bowl of rice wine alone.

A plate of fennel beans is in hand.

A sip of wine, a fennel bean, in addition to not expelling a lot of money, Sheng Jun is very much like the person who stood and drank in a long shirt.

This is not L.A.

This is the county seat of Song County.

The place where Sheng Junqian is located is also the largest inn in the county seat of Song County.

The name is Ruyi Inn.

"Sheng Gongzi." A somewhat timid voice came from behind Sheng Junqian.

Sheng Junqian turned around and saw the innkeeper's daughter looking at him in the house: "You're drinking again." ”

"What can you do without drinking on a rainy day?" Sheng Junqian smiled.

It's been ten days since he came here.

In the past ten days, apart from drinking, there is only murder.

The matter of Los Angeles, Fang Bei said it very clearly, and there was no room for him to get involved.

"Just rely on your strength on the second list." These are the exact words of Fang Bei.

Sheng Junqian didn't even have room to refute, so he was very angry.

However, Fang Bei still gave him another task, another important task.

That is to come to Song County, and then kill some people who want to leave Song County.

And then kill some people who want to come to Song County.

Of course, the legend of Tian Immortal is still circulating in Song County, but there are no too fanatics, because no one has heard of Tian Immortal for too long.

But the crockpot temple is still there.

A monk and a Taoist priest died in the clay pot temple.

This was something that could not be hidden.

And what you don't want is to keep this matter a secret for as long as possible.

So Sheng Junqian was used.

"Do you want me to drink with you?" The innkeeper's daughter stood there looking at him timidly.

His eyes blinked a little panickedly, and his dark eyes were a little smart.

This little girl is only seventeen years old, and she is also beautiful and beautiful.

And.

Sheng Junqian knows.

She likes herself.

Sheng Junqian shook his head, picked up the wine bowl, and saluted the little girl from afar.

"I'll drink it alone."

Saying this, Sheng Junqian drank a full bowl of wine.

Of course - if it's rice wine, it's not intoxicating.

Sheng Jun can drink a jar in one breath.

This bowl is no problem, of course.

Damn goodbye!

Sheng Junqian scolded in his heart.

Lao Tzu, how can I say that I was also the 100th in the first list, how did it come to your mouth, and it became the tail of the crane?

was assigned here, and he was liked by the little girl.

Lao Tzu doesn't like little girls, do you understand?

The little girl bit her lower lip lightly: "My father said that drinking alone is not good for your health. ”

This little girl's name is Xie Ru.

It's not called like a flower, it's not called like that.

She is Xie Ru.

It's actually a pretty good name.

But Sheng Junqian is not the kind of person who likes little girls.

He would rather go to the Qinglou to spend a lot of money and get drunk with those Qinglou sisters in a dark world, rather than have anything to do with these innocent little girls.

Because it's really troublesome.

Also because.

Maybe he won't be here after tonight.

Probably never coming back.

Sheng Junqian stuffed a fennel bean into his mouth.

Bite and crush.

The aroma of the beans ripples in the mouth little by little.

"What do you like about me, do I change careers?" Sheng Junqian said seriously.

Xie Ru was startled, then jumped up and hid in the back room, like a frightened rabbit.

Well, for her, Sheng Junqian broke this layer of window paper, which made her very ashamed and angry.

Sheng Junqian sighed.

Pick up the wine bowl.

Empty.

Pick up the jar.

It's also empty.

Sheng Junqian wanted to beckon the shopkeeper to send another jar of wine, and then remembered that he had basically been entertained by Xie Ru for the past two days.

I can only put down the wine bowl in a daze.

It was pouring rain outside the window.

……

……

There is no wine to drink, you can only watch the heavy rain outside the window, and there is no room for Sheng Junqian to interfere in the battle against Ning Huan in Los Angeles, and this place is just right for him, so Sheng Junqian also came.

In fact, Sheng Gongzi is not so picky, he has killed a lot of people these days, and may have to kill more people, but Song County is really a small place, and the county town is small and tattered, on the third day of coming here, he went out with ten taels of gold to look for flowers and willows, but he went away and returned in defeat.

Because the fireworks and willow alleys here really make Sheng Gongzi not interested.

So when I'm free, I can really only drink.

And at this time, a man wearing a cloak and hat came over the window in the heavy rain, and the raindrops rolled down from his coat, and he raised his eyes in the rain and glanced at Sheng Junqian on the windowsill of the inn.

Then raise your hand and quietly throw a wax pill upward.

The white wax pellet arced and fell into the window, dripping and whirling on the floor before stopping.

Sheng Junqian sighed and bent down to build the wax pill.

Crushed and inside was a note.

The note had a location, two names written on it, and a general description of what he looked like and what he was wearing.

Sheng Junqian read the note three times, making sure that he had memorized the contents in his heart, then stood up, put the note on the oil lamp on the table and lit it, and watched it turn to ashes little by little at his fingertips.

The oil lamp in Sheng Junqian's room was always on, because he was not short of oil money.

The second reason is that he is always waiting for this letter to arrive.

Sheng Junqian finished burning the note, then stood up, lifted the hundred broken knife from the head of the bed and hung it on his waist, and then pushed the door and went downstairs.

Heavy rain falls on the swallows.

So the inn was empty and there were no people.

"Shopkeeper, do you have a robe?" Sheng Junqian asked the boss who was napping a little behind the counter.

The boss was excited, and then nodded: "It's raining so hard, the guest officer wants to go out?" ”

Sheng Junqian nodded, silently revealing the black knife on his waist.

"Hmm."

In fact, from beginning to end, Sheng Junqian did not hide his identity as a Jianghu person, and this black knife was like a symbol, warning everyone to stay away from him.

But on the contrary, there is a little girl who does not have long eyes, and she wants to come to her side.

Probably, for those little girls, such a self is really charming and handsome.

What do you like about me, do I change careers?

If people like the feeling of a prodigal son, they like this weathered maturity and uninhibitedness.

That Sheng Junqian really can't change it.

He could only choose not to provoke.

It's not the first time the boss has seen this black knife, but when he goes out on a rainy day, he brings a knife and doesn't bring an umbrella, so it must be to kill someone.

The boss rummaged under the counter, then pulled out an old coat and hat and placed it on the counter.

Sheng Junqian took it, then put it on himself in the lobby, turned around and went out.

Heavy rain outside the door.

Sheng Junqian stood outside the door.

"I'll go back as soon as I go."

The boss was noncommittal.

Sheng Junqian went out, and at this time, Xie Ru trotted out of his room and looked at the man in the rain.

"No need to change it!"

"You'll be done when you come back!"

Sheng Junqian sighed.

There was no answer.

Walk straight into the rain.

Rain fell down the hats and robes.