"That Wang Xingyuan, Shaft, really Shaft!"

"How dare you humiliate us like this!"

A man's face was slightly flushed, as if he was drunk, and he suddenly shouted, and the wine bowl in his hand fell heavily on the table, with a bang, his eyes slightly open, as if he was extremely angry.

There were still a few doormen around, and in addition to that, there were two servants who accompanied them.

On the round table, in addition to the wine and barbecue, there are also fresh vegetables and fruits that are rare in winter, and all kinds of fruits have been eaten in a mess at the moment, the man with white sideburns and a green shirt is drunk, and he has lost his usual cautious elegance, his fingers keep tapping on the table, making a crisp sound, looking around at the left and right people, and saying:

"What do you think he's capable of?!"

"He is a sick man who is weak and sick, he has no martial arts at all, and he can't give advice to relieve His Highness's worries, such a person can become a doorman, I feel shameless on my face, he, he actually dares to bring his subordinates over?"

"It's too presumptuous, it's really unbearable!"

The people were silent, or sighed, or did not speak in anger.

The two servants watched their noses and noses, and did not say a word.

The matter of the Da Qin man who was newly promoted to the Danfang door guest brought in two alchemy miscellaneous servants has spread among the guests in the second prince's mansion, and in the past few days, everyone has known about it.

This is not great news, of course.

The ordinary handyman just sighed and was quite envious of the two guys, but it made some of the guests feel unhappy, and they often discussed it angrily when they got together every day. I felt that I was trembling and the others had come here after learning a skill, and I was still careful after I came, for fear that if I was not careful, I would bury my ability to practice hard for half a life.

But this person is good, he is sick and weak, and he has no ability to speak of, but he somehow won the appreciation of Mr. Keqing Jin, and was introduced, and after seeing His Highness, he used crooked ways to let His Highness leave him.

This was not enough, and he naturally installed his own subordinates in the Dan room.

In the eyes of the rest of the guests, this kind of behavior is really a villain's ambition, too rampant, and in connection with his own cautious behavior, he can't help but feel unfair, depressed, and difficult to resolve, so he has to express it through drunken words.

One of the servants raised his head slightly, looking south.

Not far from there, there is the Danfang.

…………

"Contemplating the Bodhisattva of Freedom, Walking in the Depths of Prajnaparamita......"

"Color is emptiness, emptiness is color."

In the Dan room, two men dressed in coarse cloth and green clothes, dressed as Dantong, bared their teeth and copied the scriptures, although Gu Tianhan felt that this thing was talking about a fart, and he was even more tired and panicked when he was used to holding the pen of a short soldier, but he looked at the 'Wang Xingyuan' who was reading a book leisurely over there, rubbed his wrist, and lowered his head to continue copying the scriptures.

As an Assassin, judging the situation, timing and patience are equally important qualities.

It is impossible to be poor, rich and lewd depends on the mood, but if you are too powerful, you must bend.

Fists and scriptures.

If two can only choose one, then there is no doubt about choosing the latter.

Especially when the opposite side does not plan to use a fist, but wants to touch the knife to chop someone, it is even more necessary to make a choice quickly and neatly without hesitation.

As long as I pick the ground fast enough, your knife won't be able to cut me.

Fu copied a few more sentences, and there was a faint shouting sound from the side.

Gu Tianhan is an assassin who is enough to threaten the master of the five grades, and his perception is extremely strong, and the sound of the doormen in the rest of the courtyard deliberately drunk and shouting can't hide it from him at all, and he heard it clearly, when he heard the word sick and weak, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he almost pinched off the pen in his hand, and scolded in his heart.

Fart's sick weakness!

Shit's sick and weak!

Whose sick and weak are so dangerous?

At this time, the young man over there seemed to feel that the temperature was a little cold, holding the stove with his hands in his sleeves, and coughing lightly twice.

The face is pale, a green air turns, looks sick and harmless, it seems that a gust of wind can blow down, it is the sick and weak son who is quite popular in the Central Plains girl's boudoir.

It's kind of like that......

The corners of Gu Tianhan's mouth twitched slightly, and he added the last sentence viciously in his heart.

Tianqingzi, you're dead!

Immediately did not dare to think nonsense, bowed his head to copy, just as he was about to finish writing the last pass, Tianxiang finger next to him suddenly exhaled a long breath, his face appeared relaxed, put down the pen in his hand, rubbed his wrist, and said:

"Childe, I'm ......"

The voice suddenly stopped, and Sheng Zhehan suddenly felt an amazing chill erupt next to him, cold, and the sharp aura of slaughter pointed straight at his neck, and his body couldn't help but stiffen and couldn't move.

He tilted his head slightly, and saw the soulbreaker holding the pen over there staring at him with a dark face.

If you dare to finish it.

You're dead.

The corners of Sheng Zhehan's mouth twitched slightly, and the 'Wang Xingyuan' over there just raised his eyes, his face seemed to be puzzled, Tianxiang pointed to the muscles of his cheeks trembling, and squeezed out a stiff smile with difficulty, and said:

"Childe, that, I'm in a hurry, I want to go and make it easier."

"Well, go ahead."

When Sheng Zhehan got up and went out, he heard the sound of flattery behind him.

"Childe, I'm done copying."

"Ah, it's really refreshing, I don't know which master's masterpiece it is, the words are thought-provoking, straight to the heart, and my subordinates feel that it is very beneficial."

"Ah, my subordinates are the first to finish writing it, haha."

"Ashamed, ashamed."

The corners of Sheng Zhehan's mouth twitched, and he felt that his trust in the top ten on the black list and his longing were rapidly collapsing into a scum at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in addition to that, there was also a Gu Tianhan dancing on top of the scum.

Tianxiang couldn't help but spit to the side, scolding in his heart.

Fart's Soul Breaker!

………………

The second prince's mansion kept vigilance for more than ten days, and then slowly relaxed, and the major masters couldn't help but feel a little strange when they were tired.

Could it be that the famous Soul Breaker was really just passing by?

Only the old man seemed to be aware of it, but he remained silent.

It's just that since then, I have never passed by the Danfang, and every day I go out, I don't hesitate to go out from the west gate or the east gate in a big circle, and always maintain a minimum distance of one mile from the dangerous Danfang.

And with the passage of time, the situation in the royal city of Balmain, which had become mixed due to the death of King Balmain, became more and more tense.

When the second prince was out on a certain outing, he was even attacked by a dead man.

If it weren't for the fact that the old man in the lonely boat happened to be beside him that day and killed the dead man with a twenty-nine-style moon-breaking cone, the ambitious second prince would probably have fallen at the intersection.

Since then, he has gone out less often, but the number of visits from outsiders has increased day by day, and every time he meets him, he is wearing soft armor and guarded by masters on his left and right.

In addition, the friction and conflict between the parties have also intensified, and many people have been injured or even died directly in the secret collision with the rest of the forces.

Wang Anfeng guessed this matter from the changes in the affairs in the house.

During this time, the number of people who came to the Danfang every day to pick up medicine suddenly increased by several percent, and some people who had come to pick up medicine suddenly disappeared, and those doormen had less time to get together during this time, and most of them went out to perform certain affairs.

Occasionally, he came back with a body of cold air and gore.

After all, rest is not the Central Plains, the change of throne of the Central Plains Dynasty, although the cruelty and bloodiness are still excessive, but the rivers and lakes never participate in it, and when all parties compete, they also maintain a gentle and polite appearance.

At such a time, even the most unoptimistic doormen were entrusted with important tasks, but this Danfang in the corner seemed to have been forgotten by everyone, except for the warriors who were wrapped in cold air every day and came to get medicine, it was still quiet and ordinary.

More than ten days passed, and the previous fierce conflict seemed to have finally eased, Wang Anfeng vaguely knew from the conversation of the miscellaneous servants that it seemed that a family that was the enemy of the second prince was uprooted, and the strongest warrior in his family fell into a siege, and was killed by a doorman in the downtown and beheaded on the spot.

After this battle, the Quartet was shocked and fell into a rare tranquility.

The second prince set up a banquet to entertain everyone, and after that, several guests who made great contributions this time also received rich rewards, and planned to relax for a few days after returning.

Whether it's a feast or a reward, the Danfang is still a forgotten corner.

Even those miscellaneous servants were a little resentful and dissatisfied, of course, their resentment was mainly due to the fact that each of the miscellaneous servants in the rest of the places had a reward of ten taels of silver, and when they arrived here, there were only eight taels left.

After staying in a place like the palace for a few years, I knew that this was to see that the master here was weak and bulliful, and even the steward with the money felt that he could step on it a little, but they were just ordinary miscellaneous servants, and no matter how dissatisfied they were, they had to grit their teeth and admit it.

It's just that I'm more and more dissatisfied with the sick master who is a bit nerdy.

……………………

It was getting dark.

Yarn lanterns were lit everywhere in the palace, illuminating every corner of the palace.

Before the Danfang, after the rather plump steward sent someone to move things into it, he just nodded arrogantly, and then turned away, as if he didn't even have the heart to say a few good words, and walked briskly towards another place.

The doorman who had made a great contribution got a separate courtyard and held a banquet today.

He also wanted to make a good impression.

Dry wood of almost the same size was stuffed into the stove, and then the leaves of hay were used to set it on fire, and after a while of white smoke, an open flame was raised.

The warmth rises.

Sheng Zhehan breathed a sigh of relief and stood up, he hadn't done the craft of life himself for more than ten years, but recently he picked it up again, which is really a trick.

He moved slightly.

The soul-breaking hand next to him was feeding the black and white beast, and Wang Anfeng was still lazy to read, his fingers were lowered, pinching from time to time, it seemed that there were fortune tellers everywhere on the road, Sheng Zhehan couldn't help but smile in his heart, and suddenly felt that such a day was not cherished.

But at this time, I saw the scroll in the hand of the 'childe' who was a little unclear, and suddenly said lightly:

"You two go out to greet each other."

"A guest is coming today."

Gu Tianhan and Sheng Zhehan glanced at each other, both a little surprised, Gu Tinghan knew what the true identity of this seemingly sick and weak son was, and he did not suspect it, although he was unwilling at the moment, he still stood up.

Although Sheng Zhehan didn't know his identity as a knife maniac, he saw that Gu Tianhan had already gotten up, so he also got up.

In his heart, he became more and more suspicious of this sick and weak Qin man, seeing that his expression was indifferent, drinking tea quietly, and his words and deeds were a little unfathomable.

At this moment, the handymen had already entered the room to rest, and the two of them walked out in a few steps, pushed open the door, and looked out.

There was no one outside the Danfang, quietly, the wind blew, the lantern covered with light gauze was blown up, colliding with the plaque of the Danfang, the sound was crisp, but it was quite a bit bleak.

The two were slightly stunned, but Wang Anfeng had already said it, but it was not easy to leave.

If it was an ordinary servant, he should be respectfully guarding the door at this time, but one of these two people is a famous soul-breaker who crisscrosses several countries in the Western Regions, and the other is a reckless and arrogant Tianxiang Finger, naturally it will not be like this.

In the face of Wang Anfeng, it was not easy to go back, so he only closed the door and waited inside, Sheng Zhehan glanced at Gu Tianhan, and saw that the latter did not doubt that anyone would come today, so he also settled down and waited patiently.

It's a little cold outside, but since he opened his mouth, he shouldn't have to wait too long.

I just don't know if it's hospitable or bad.

In the room, Wang Anfeng calculated it casually, suddenly was slightly stunned, looked at the book a few times, touched his fingers on the knuckles of his thumb a few times, raised his hand and patted his forehead, and shouted:

"Oops, it's a line of words."

"Miscalculated."

PS: Today's first update is ............

3,600 words, updated at noon ~ I hope the next one can be early.