"Tuk tuk", there was a knock on the back door of the café, and then someone poked his head out, it was the hostess.

"Mr. Xia, Mr. Xia?" the hostess called softly, looking around.

I stepped out of the shadows and quickly approached the hostess.

"Come on in, it's urgent. The hostess flashed back and greeted me and Redsleeves in.

After entering the back door, I first walked through a narrow corridor, turned left and right twice, and arrived at a clean and tidy modern kitchen. The kitchen was lit only by floor lamps, which were so dim that they could barely see the small door in the southwest corner.

The door led to the hall and was recognizable by the material.

"Painting God, this person must be taken to the capital, not here. If there is a dispute between us, you can call the Yanwang Mansion and please make a decision. At the same time, I suggest that all the eight gods come to Jinan and find out the secrets under the Five Dragons Pond in one go. As I said, my friend will provide the most advanced underwater detection equipment, which is not inferior to a small submarine, and can definitely check every aquatic weed and every stone under Wulong Pond. You can't tell the reason now, what is the reason for blindly shirking it?" It was a menacing voice from a man, just outside the door, about twenty paces from the door.

Judging by the position in the hall, the man was standing near the main door. To be precise, between the door and the window, you can observe the situation in Whip Finger Alley and the alley opposite.

"Sword God, don't worry, I'm waiting for news from the God of Books. The god of books is responsible for collecting information, whether Qi Mei wants to send it to Beijing or not, you and I don't count, but the god of books has the final say. At this point, even if you call back to Beijing, the way to deal with it is the same. You sit down first, don't be anxious, the secret under the Five Dragons Pond has been buried for so many years, and it is not bad for three days and two nights. Now, we have to figure out a little bit first, are those friends of yours reliable?"

The focus of their discussion was on the "friend", which should be the "Japanese" referred to in the sentence "The Sword God Descends to the Sun" written by Bai Fenfang on a small piece of paper.

"Of course it's reliable, their character and equipment are reliable. The sword god swore an oath.

"You said that the equipment came from Japan and was airlifted over long distances, right?" Bai Fenfang asked.

The sword god replied: "That's right, it was imported originally, and there is not even a single Chinese character." ”

Bai Fenfang sighed: "Sword God, why don't you use your brain to think about it, if the Japanese do something with the equipment, what will be the consequences? Our Yagami will be the outer door arm of the Yan Wangfu, and it will also be a thorn in the eye of the Japanese." They were eager to crush the Yagami generals to powder overnight and clear the way to attack the Yan Wangfu. Under such circumstances, do you think they will really assist us in our work? If you think about it again, wouldn't the gathering of Yagami in Jinan give the Japanese a good opportunity to catch them all? I wonder if you still remember an iron law of the Yanwang Mansion -- we, the Yagami generals, must act separately when they leave Beijing, and it is strictly forbidden for eight people to be on the same train, the same plane, or the same ship. If you have to have a meeting together, you can't live in the same building, so you don't want to be wiped out by the enemy. Sword God, you are the first to speak, and every sentence seems to be planned for the great cause of the Yanwang Mansion, but I summarize all the words you said, there are only four words left, do you know which four words?"

I replied for the sword god in my heart: "It's the four words 'think carefully and be terrified'. ”

The sword god has descended to Japan, so he regards the Japanese as friends, and everything he does is to put the interests of the Japanese first, so as to ensure his future and interests.

If you want to get on top, you have to have chips.

At this moment, betraying Yagami is the biggest bargaining chip in the hands of the sword god. It's a pity that his kung fu as a traitor has not yet reached home, and all his unpredictable intentions have been seen through by Bai Fenfang.

"I don't know. The sword god replied.

"It's scary to think about it—everything you do and everything you say makes me scary. Bai Fenfang replied, "If everything is carried out according to what you say, then the eight gods of the Yanwang Mansion will be the only one left with your sword god in the end." ”

The sword god was silent, unable to answer for a long time.

Through the door, I could hear his heavy gasps, like a beast trapped in a lair.

Experienced hunters know that trapped beasts save their strength for the final blow, just as humans do before they die. A big gasp is a secret accumulation of strength, and the last fight of life is about to begin.

"Japanese people are human beings. "For a long time, the sword god said such an inexplicable sentence.

I suddenly felt a little emotional, in fact, seventy, eighty, or even a hundred years ago, many Chinese said the same thing.

There is no logical error in the sentence structure and meaning of this sentence, Chinese are people, Japanese people are also people, all human beings on the earth are a family, whether it is yellow skin, white skin, brown skin or black skin, we are all the masters of the earth, so we have the right to live on this blue planet.

Therefore, many Chinese at that time became traitors in a grand manner, opened the door to thieves, recognized thieves as their fathers, led horses to fall for invaders, and became pioneers.

Later, such a person was left behind for 10,000 years, and nothing good came to end.

The reason why traitors become traitors is because they forget that they are Chinese and that on Chinese soil, only Chinese can be masters of their own country and exercise national sovereignty. No matter how smart and witty the Japanese are, they can only do as they like when they go to China.

Chinese know that a strong dragon cannot suppress the ground snake.

If Japan is the master of guest offenses, the bloody Chinese will certainly fight back, even if they are far away.

"Sword God, you should say this sentence in front of everyone in front of Yagami, and you should say it in front of King Yan. In that case, you will die a happy death and wash your innocence with blood. Bai Fenfang said lightly.

"Someone is going to die tonight, but not me. Just now, you should have given me the opportunity to kill the sacrificial knife, but you let those two go. There is no way, you can only sacrifice the sword yourself. The sword god laughed wickedly.

The hostess was standing beside me before, but now when she heard the words of the sword god, she involuntarily flinched back and accidentally knocked over a water glass.

With a snap, the glass fell to the ground and immediately shattered into seventeen or eighteen pieces.

The door separating the hall from the back kitchen suddenly shattered, and a shiny short knife rushed into the kitchen with a murderous aura like a mad tiger and a leopard, stabbing the waitress in the chest.

Without any superfluous movements, I grabbed a stainless steel paring knife from the worktop and swung it out with a gentle and straight stroke.

The knife god came too fast, like an angry horse galloping, so I didn't need to exert force at all, his force of impact came into contact with the paring knife, and a big head flew straight up.

It was a thin, middle-aged man, not tall, with a quick gait, and a slight hunched back when he rushed forward, like an attacking spirit ape.

I can even imagine that he belongs to the kind of smart guy who misses the blow and immediately runs away, waiting for the right moment before assassinating. It is precisely because he is a smart person that he has the gene to be a traitor, always wanting to be opportunistic, and in places where others disdain to exert force, he studies radically and tries to empty the white wolf.

Such a person must be full of resentment and anger of "the thief of the hook and the thief of the country", and he will kill any companion who prevents him from succeeding.

Now, he didn't have to think too much about it, because the thin and sharp paring knife had already cut off his neck, and he was gone with no more troubles.

"It's a quick knife...... So fast...... ......The flying head cheered loudly in the air, but before it could say the last word, it flew into the corner of the cooking table, its body staggering two steps, and fell to the ground.

The red sleeves beckoned quickly, bent down and copied, and held the one-and-a-half-foot-long treasure knife in the right hand of the sword god in his hand.

"Violent Tiger Feng He. She looked closely at the hilt of the knife and read the small inscriptions engraved on it.

Bai Fenfang followed up, saw the corpse of the sword god, and let out a sigh: "Okay, good, this is the result I want." ”

I pulled two pieces of paper out of the tissue box, wiped the blood off the paring knife, and placed it in the sink.

"You don't care, just let the waiter clean up here. Bai Fenfang said.

I turned on the faucet and washed my hands, feeling heavy.

People born in peacetime are reluctant to kill people unless they have to defend themselves in an emergency. I came at Bai Fenfang's invitation, and I also succeeded in killing the Sword God of the Descending Sun, but I didn't have the pleasure of success.

You know, the hostess's action of breaking the cup is quite a part of the performance.

She did this just to attract the sword god to attack.

I don't want to expose her, she can't do it herself, Bai Fenfang must have arranged for her to act like this. Unconsciously, I became a pawn under Bai Fenfang's hands, circling in and out, all according to her rules.

The waitress opened the closet on the left, and there were two men huddled inside, both in the cook's white overalls, already shivering with fright, like chaff.

"Let's go. I waved my head at Redsleeves.

Guided by Bai Fenxiang, we left the kitchen and went to a large room next door.

It is set up as a palatial bar, with all the accessories and furnishings in silver and black, presenting an understated luxury.

"The best wine, 120,000 bottles. Bai Fenfang removed a bottle of black wine seal wine from the wine shelf.

Redsleeves and I sat down in silence and didn't say anything about the expensive bottle.

"Hey, what's wrong with the two of you? We worked together successfully once, and we should have a drink to celebrate, but you look like the sky is falling, it's really ...... What a disappointment. Bai Fenfang brought three crystal cups over and put them on the bar.

"Tell me, what do the Japanese want after the sword god descends?" I asked.

Bai Fenfang slowly opened the wine, and there was always an unfathomable smile on her face.

"They want the Divine Water Mirror, the Mirror Room, the Fishman Secret under the Five Dragon Pond, and the ...... What do you still want? You hollowed out your eyebrows and lured me into killing the Sword God, when will you really start cooperating with me?" I continued to ask.

"I only say what I know, not what I don't understand. If you want to ask the Japanese what they think, you have to go to the sword god. Bai Fenfang replied with a smile.

The wine is a good wine, and it exudes a refreshing mellow aroma as soon as it is opened.

"Good wine. "Red Sleeves preemptively praised.

The long white fragrant eyelashes flickered, and the positive color declared: "Two, this wine is non-toxic, and I guarantee it with my life." Since I want to open such a good wine to entertain distinguished guests, I will not have any other thoughts, otherwise I would have opened a bottle of wine for three thousand two thousand. ”

Both girls are extremely beautiful and extremely intelligent. They say the most ordinary words, but all suspicions, doubts, clarifications, and confessions are silent.

Bai Fenfang poured three glasses of wine, picked up a glass, and beckoned to me and Red Sleeves, and then drank it all.

"All I care about is the intentions of those who drive the Sword God. I said.

While pouring the wine in the white fragrance, Red Sleeves and I also picked up a glass of wine and dried our backs.

I have never drunk such a good wine, and as soon as it enters my throat, it makes people feel comfortable and want to be amazed. However, if you really want to praise, you can't find the right words to express your feelings at the moment.

"That's okay, when the book god arrives, he will be able to answer your questions. There seems to be nothing in the world that he doesn't know. Bai Fenfang said.

Wine is easy to get drunk, but I only drank one glass, and my mind was extremely clear, and I immediately reacted: "Is it ...... The 'God of Books' in the Eight Divine Generals of the Yanwang Mansion is Bai Xiaosheng?"

Bai Fenfang nodded deeply: "Exactly." ”

I couldn't help but slap my hands and smile bitterly, and then I realized that the control of Yanwangfu over Jinan City had already begun, but the local Jianghu people were closed to news and didn't realize it at all.

Now, another question immediately arose in my heart: "Do King Qin and Lian Chengbi know the true origin of Bai Xiaosheng?"

One mountain does not tolerate two tigers, and the world does not tolerate two dragons.

Looking at the current development situation, there must be a battle between King Qin and King Yan's mansion. If Bai Xiaosheng, the "God of Books", has a thorough understanding of the inside story of the Qin King Society, then the King of Qin was defeated before the battle and has already lost half of it.

"Fun, fun, fun. The red sleeves clapped softly.

Tonight's whip pointed to the alley for a while, Lianchengbi should have been there, but now she has neither a phone nor a figure, and she doesn't know where something is wrong.

The appearance of Bai Fenfang stirred up the chaos even more, and it became a pot of muddy porridge.

"Drink bar. Bai Fenxiang poured the wine again.

"I really admire Yanwangfu, sitting in the capital, remote control Jinan, before everyone noticed, he had already reached out here. Bai Huashen, can you tell me what you want?" I was helpless to ask this way, because I no longer had the energy to figure out Bai Fenfang's way of acting.

"We?" Bai Fenfang drew a large circle on the bar with the nail of her tail finger on a drop of wine from the mouth of the bottle, "both." ”

Redsleeves gasped, and reached for the wine glass, but his fingertips kept trembling, and he almost knocked the wine glass over.

"We all want it, do you have any opinions?" Bai Fenfang smiled again, her lips were like painted vermilion, her teeth were like braided shells, her smile was like a flower, and her eyes were like silk.

The red sleeves nodded repeatedly, but couldn't say a word.

"Including you, we want them all. Bai Fenxiang pointed delicately at me with her wine-strewn little finger.

"Sorry, I'm not for sale. I said coldly.

Helping her clear the sword god is one thing I am willing to do, but if I really want to join the Yan Wangfu, it is her wishful thinking.

"If I tell you one thing, you will obey us like a small iron nail meets a big magnet, do you believe it?" she asked.

I replied with an unceremonious sneer: "Not necessarily, unless, you are magician." ”

Yan Wangfu and Qin Wanghui both openly and secretly expressed their intention to recruit me, but I refused. I only act according to my own subjective intentions at all times, and do not accept coercion and temptation from other forces.

At the moment, I don't believe that Bai Fenfang can conjure up any new tricks to control my movements.

"Let's draw a picture for you, look at the picture and speak, it's more intuitive. Bai Fenfang said.

She bent down and pulled out a sketchbook and a box of sharpened pencils from under the bar.

Among the eight gods of Yanwangfu, she occupies a "painting" word, and there are notebook pencils everywhere in this café, which is the most natural thing.

"There are two people, in the black hole under the Five Dragons. I'm not familiar with them, but you can ...... No, you're not familiar with them now, because when they were trapped, you didn't know anything, you didn't remember anything about them—" Bai Fenfang held a pencil in each hand, and while describing, she opened her bow left and right and drew at the same time.

The two pen nibs flew up and down, and soon drew the outline of Wulong Pond, and drew two villains standing side by side. In her painting, there is no water in the Five Dragons Pond, and two villains stand next to the black hole at the bottom of the pool.

"It's strange? There's something wrong with the chronological order, how can you have no memory of them when they leave, you're old enough to remember? It's illogical, absolutely illogical. She stopped and murmured.

"Miss Bai, can I smoke?" asked Redsleeve suddenly.

Bai Fenfang frowned: "Well, it's usually not, but Mr. Xia is here, you are Mr. Xia's friend, you can make an exception." ”

Redsleeves thanked him, took out his cigarette and lighter, and lit it expertly.

"Mr. Xia, what I painted is the obsession in your heart. A real painter doesn't paint the body, the physiognomy, the clothes, the socks, but the things that stand out from the crowd. Now, I see the obsession in your heart bubbling out like the three streams of water in Baotu Spring, can you feel it?" Bai Fenfang asked.

She ignored the red sleeve moves, probably not looking down on the other party all the time. After all, the Yanwang Mansion is a big force in the capital, and the beggar gang has long been in decline all over the country, and there is nothing worthy of respect from others.

Everyone has obsessions, and what I have in my heart may not be heavier than others. It's just that tonight I entered the Whip Finger Alley with the Red Sleeve Move, and the goal was very clear, that is, to deal with Elder Wen, so I had a strong sense of persistence, so I would be seen through by a psychology master like Bai Fenfang at a glance.

"Isn't every person in the rivers and lakes obsessed? Without the spirit of perseverance and enterprising, how can they be based on the rivers and lakes?" I asked Bai Fenfang.

She lowered her head, covered her mouth and chuckled: "Yes, in this regard, Mr. Xia is especially important." ”

As she spoke, the pencil in her hand flew again.

In the second picture, the two figures have gone deep into the black hole, and the picture is magnified tenfold, and I can clearly see their facial features.

Strangely, one of the villains carried a swaddling cloth on his chest, which is what the old Jinan people often call "baby candle bags".

There are swaddling clothes, and there must be children in them, and it is not unusual for these two villains to risk their own lives and deaths for the sake of exploration, but it is really impossible to say that they actually took the baby to go deep into the dangerous place together.

It was the woman who carried the swaddling clothes, and the other should have been her husband.

The husband pointed forward, his lips open, as if to say something to his woman.

"Lip language?" Bai Fenfang asked.

She didn't look up, but as if she had eyes on the top of her head, she knew that I was judging what the man was saying by the shape of his mouth.

"Ocean...... "I'm not sure, but based on the shape of the man's mouth, I figured out these four words.

There are countless cases where the Chinese characters have different sounds of the same character, and I made this speculation because the Wulong Pond leads directly to the sea eye. When they enter the black hole, they will naturally go full speed, trying to exhaust the tunnels and show their heads from the other side. On the other side, there may be a sea at the head of the tide.

With a bang, Bai Fenfang peeled off one painting and began to paint the third one.

The smoke from the red sleeves spread everywhere, causing Bai Fenfang to frown as she painted.

In the fourth painting, two small figures stand in front of a large stone wall. The stone wall seems to have been flattened by hand, resembling a recumbent rectangle, with some drawings and text still on it.

The drawing is very rough, with a circle half a foot in diameter on the left, surrounded by many curved dotted lines, and on the right is a vertical line of half length and not short, which is not surprising.

Bai Fenfang continued to depict, and some other strange pictures and words appeared on the stone wall.

The paintings are exaggerated and eerie, with half-human, half-beast on all fours, half-human, half-horse monsters pulling a carriage and flying through the air, and winged angels throwing flower petals in mid-air.

"You've been to all these places, otherwise you wouldn't remember them so clearly. Bai Fenfang said.