Chapter Twenty-Three: The Heart Clears the Mist
More than 200 people, which is not much.
If they are willing to come, then the power of one person can be broken.
Even the old guys in the door, it's not difficult to take one as ten.
As for those guys on duty in the city next door, it should be no problem to take one as three.
Mental calculation without intention.
To be prepared to cure the unprepared.
To put it mildly, if you want to play sneak attack, play shamelessly, even if it is a tie, you can count him as losing!
"Your Excellency is indeed wise."
"What Xian Ji brought, plus those from the city next door, can they have more than 200 people left?"
"Hey, it looks like we'll be able to barely mix two mouthfuls of broth!"
Necessary to mix the food and audio, Mian Si has always been familiar with the road.
He yawned and leaned back into the cushion, showing that he was quite dissatisfied with Yu Yan's meritorious behavior.
"Come on."
"Just wait, idle is idle, we can't spend money in vain as the first opportunity said, right?"
"Go, go, go, let the housekeeper's mother send a few more girls in!"
"Look what you're talking about!"
"In front of Xian Ji, why haven't I seen you so capable!"
After working with Mian Si for three years, Baijiu naturally understands what kind of person he is.
At this time, seeing him suddenly complain like this, he understood that there must be something else going on in this matter, but in front of so many people, Mian Si couldn't say it, or, didn't dare to say it.
He is a strict and sincere person, even if he understands that Mian Si has his plan to do this, he will never accept it, he is like this, "discussing" Yu Yan, the "first person under the master".
"Huh?"
"You still talk about me?"
"Just now, who was that, holding a knife and letting Xian Ji cut off his own hand?"
"What's the matter? At this time, she walked away, and then she thought, should she jump out and shoot a few sycophants, is it right? ”
"What's the use?"
"No matter how nice you say, she won't be able to listen to it!"
The white vulture's reaction had long been expected.
Acting is such a thing, there is no opponent, you can't play, and for Mian Si, the deputy who is an excellent "guide" is the best "prop"!
After all, the white eagle's "dog" temper, and no one who has gotten along with him doesn't know, tsk, saying that he is acting with him, but no one believes it!
Playing?
Okay!
For more than two months, he has been hiding and waiting for a reply from the door, but he has been suffocated, at this time, he can let go of his hands and feet, how can he hesitate?
Glaring at the white vulture with an angry face, Mian Si, who "succeeded", suddenly slapped the arm of the chair, pretended to be annoyed, stood up, pointed at his nose, and scolded him.
The white vulture and the kestrel are certainly not traitors.
Otherwise, the enemy would not have come so slowly.
He sent ten men out to guard them, and there were only thirteen of them left in the house.
Excluding the vulture, kestrel and himself, there were ten left.
In other words, the traitor, among the remaining ten.
He only needs to fool all ten of them to hold them back, and he can hold the enemy back and put them in a dilemma!
"Your Excellency said that no matter how clever your tongue is, you can't spit out the lotus."
"If you don't like each other, do it, don't waste your saliva."
For Gu Luochen, Kestrel has absolute loyalty and admiration.
He likes to take Gu Luochen's words and be self-disciplined.
Although, Gu Luochen may not say a word to him for a month.
"Tsk, the enemy is now, and he doesn't know when, he will have to fight hard."
"Fight him?"
"If he is blackmailed and injured on his body, won't he delay me and take the lead in this battle?"
Seeing that the kestrel suddenly stood up to stir up the situation, Mian Si couldn't help but have a big headache.
This little ancestor, usually, doesn't have so many words!
How did it pop out at a critical time?
This can make him continue to stir up trouble and muddy the water of this pool!
"The ability is not big, and the tone is not small."
"Coming out on top?"
"Just you?"
"I'll give a thousand taels of silver, the number you kill, if you can have a fraction of Xianji, even if I lose!"
The white vulture that carries the kestrel with him all day naturally understands his temperament.
Knowing that he couldn't listen to him when he came out to speak, the white vulture squeezed himself with words, but he didn't panic at all.
He's just a little more honest than others, and he's not stupid.
Having worked with Mian Si for many years, how could Mian Si, a belligerent person, ever have a time to retreat from the provocation of others?
Now that he's all talked, how could he, and still not understand, that his purpose was actually to muddy the waters and mislead the traitor, instead of seriously asking for trouble with him?
It's never hard to muddy a pool of water.
In this world, what else can make a lot of trouble faster than setting up a private bureau?
There are door rules for the Celestial Gate.
No gambling.
However, the private game for the purpose of competing martial arts is not among them.
"I'll give two thousand taels, and I can kill enough fraction of Xianji!"
"One thousand taels, Xian Ji wins!"
"Three thousand taels, Mian Si!"
……
There are those who have the beginning, and there are those who follow the trend.
For the killers of the Celestial Gate, money is just a concept.
Their food and drink were provided by the door.
There are few other uses other than private affairs and raising wives and concubines and children abroad.
And they, few people are willing to touch their children's private feelings, after all, people who are hurt by love, people who die of love, they are not less.
Thinking of them like this, hanging their lives on their belts, and saying when they can't say when, they will be ruined, it is really unnecessary, delaying others, and harming themselves.
In this world, there are many people who can provide for themselves in old age.
Daughters-in-law can be reconciled and separated, concubines can run away, and those who call their fathers may not all become filial sons.
Accepting an apprentice is much more reliable than raising a son.
The kestrel was the only one in the audience who did not bet.
He never got involved in this kind of thing.
He was saving money, in order to buy one, a scimitar that he had taken a fancy to a long time ago.
The scimitar was very similar to the one they had on them, and it was said that even the master of the maker was the same person.
His greatest hope in this life is to become the "shadow" of his honor, just like the tea falcon.
And to become the shadow of the Venerable, first of all, you must have the ability to make the Venerable look good, and a scimitar that can almost mess with the real thing.
The tea falcon's talent is better than him, and his luck also makes him unforgettable.
But he believes that diligence can make up for his clumsiness, and as long as he puts in enough effort, he will one day become a person like the tea falcon.
On the other side, Yu Yan was successfully driven out of the city by the guards according to Liu Xinqing's instructions.
After leaving the city, she walked around the city gate a few more times, pretending to want to blend in with the crowd of people entering the city, and then rubbing into the city.
waited until the soldiers defending the city were threatened with spears, and then they ran away in a "panic", looking like they were scared and urinated.
The soldiers who drove her away, seeing that she was running away, had no sympathy for the pity, hooked their shoulders and put their backs together, laughed, scolded a few words of "stinky beggars" and "dead maggots", and then returned to their posts, and continued to do the matter of registering the list of people entering and leaving the city.
The southern Xinjiang region is warm.
Although it is very cold this year, the trees that never set their leaves in winter are more common and lack some vitality, but the branches and leaves are still luxuriant.
Yu Yan hid in the dense forest, replaced herself, and burned her tattered clothes with a sour smell before she flew up to the tree, like a monkey, and was interested in the depths of the dense forest.
After a short walk, she found a cave of beasts that had been abandoned for some years, and the cat entered it.
Liu Qingxin said that she only needed to make sure that she was safe and waited.
The tea falcon would put on a whine and rush from Yanjing to find her without any contact.
Since it was to borrow a whining nose to find her, what better place could there be than this long-abandoned beast's lair?
Jiu Ge's soul transfer realm is far inferior to her, even in ordinary times, more than a mile, it is absolutely impossible, and it can be found out where she is.
At this time, there is this abandoned beast cave half-hidden underground, and it is even more difficult for him to find it.
The wolf looks for people, and it uses its nose.
When people look for people, they use their eyes, and they are soul transferers, and they are no exception.
……
The tea falcon, who was urgently recalled by Gu Ruocheng, tensed his entire nervous back after listening to Liu Qingxin's analysis.
Yu Yan is the most qualified among the few soul transferers in the Heavenly Gate.
The quality of the disciples she will accept in the future will directly affect the inheritance of the soul transfer technique among the next generation of killers of the Heavenly Sect.
This move of their "old rival" is really, quite a bit of a draw!
No wonder their superiors are so nervous.
In the concept of the tea falcon, the honor and disgrace of the Heavenly Gate will always be put first by Gu Luochen.
Although before, he had speculated that their dignity had become a "mortal" who would like a certain girl.
But before, judging from the attitude of their family to deal with Yu Yan, it should be that he misunderstood.
He will let Yu Yan go, it should be just because, according to his standards, Yu Yan is useful to the Heavenly Gate, and he will decide to deal with Yu Yan, and it is only because Yu Yan's behavior has had an adverse impact on the Heavenly Gate.
But Liu Qingxin is different.
She is good to Yu Yan because she likes language and treats her as a sister, and she blames and teaches Yu Yan a lesson, but also because she likes language and treats Yu Yan as a sister.
"Have you memorized the usage of these medicines?"
In the simplest and most memorable way, after telling the tea falcon about the use of the medicine, Liu Qingxin opened the purse on his waist again, took a bottle, and handed it to him in a black porcelain bottle.
"It's a trick."
"You give it to Yu Yan too."
"Let her use it at her discretion, one drop at a time, three breaths will take effect, after it takes effect, her breathing stops, her consciousness is lost, and the effect can last for an hour."
When he was in Jiangnan, Liu Qingxin once heard Gu Luochen accidentally talk about the rules of the Heavenly Gate, cutting off the target's head and recovering his life.
She doesn't know if their old rivals have similar rules, but there are some things that are still prepared, and when it comes to the last resort, even if it is just a little more possible to survive, it is good.