Swallow Dock.

The blazing sun scorched the big trees in the mountains and the ears of wheat in the fields that did not dare to sway in the slightest, and even cracked the earth.

A black ball suddenly crossed the air, and a strong wind was raised.

Xia Ju looked at the road in front of him that stretched straight to the mouth of the valley, and rushed forward like a meteor.

The road was long, but he was almost there.

It is not easy to walk such a long road alone.

After a few breaths, after passing the valley mouth, I saw that the land in front of me was wide and vast, and even the smell of wheat in the fields could be smelled here.

In the distance, I saw the Mo family's giant Jingbu sitting in the pavilion.

Xia Ju stood still outside the pavilion, didn't care about wiping some beads of sweat on his face, bowed slightly, clasped his fists and arched his hands: "Little brother meets big brother." ”

He looked at Jing Bu with sparkling eyes, quite the joy of meeting old friends, but also mixed with uneasiness, hesitation, and panic.

Jing Bu didn't invite him into the pavilion, nor did he answer, he didn't even raise his eyelids, but he just saw the wheat field in the distance.

The mood of the two is tacit.

Xia Ju glanced at the nameless thirteen next to Jing Bu, puzzled.

It just so happened that the nameless thirteen also looked at Xia Ju, and saw that he was forty years old, with a dark face and a thick beard, a round face on the top, a round body on the bottom, short clothes and straw sandals, and a simple body.

It is slightly shabby, and at first glance it looks like a giant black gourd.

If it weren't for the preconceived notion of the "butcher" Xia Ju's name, it would be hard to believe that this person in front of him was the second-in-command of Momen who looked like a wolf and commanded the leader of the assassin group of thousands of people in Momen.

"The world is white, only I am black" Momen since the Han Dynasty "deposed a hundred schools of thought, respect Confucianism", then collectively hidden in the Moshan Swallow Dock practice, with Qiu brown as clothing, to trample as clothing, day and night, to self-suffering as the extreme.

In order to better continue and inherit the ideals and propositions of Momen, under the painstaking leadership of each magnate, the Momen was divided into two, white as a ranger to prosper the world, and black as an assassin to eliminate the harm of the world.

Jing Bu, as a juzi, is also in charge of the Moxia Battalion, while Xia Ju is in charge of the killer group.

Jing Bu didn't speak, Xia Ju didn't dare to speak, and Nameless Thirteen couldn't speak.

The atmosphere was a little awkward and a little deadlocked, with a tension like a thousand shots and a seemingly endless wait.

After a while, Jing Bu retracted his gaze, lifted the teapot, poured a cup of herbal tea into the cup, and after drinking it in one gulp, he looked at Xia Ju, with an indifferent expression, staring at him for a moment, as if he wanted to see the true meaning of Xia Ju's heart.

He and Xia Ju grew up together, practiced together, and killed people together, although they were not siblings, they were closer than brothers.

Since they are all the most "black" organizations in the world, it is difficult not to see their sunny smiles, almost unanimously not smiling, indifferent and arrogant.

Facing Jing Wei's suspicious gaze, Xia Ju felt no shame in his heart, and looked at each other calmly, expressionless.

Jing Bu looked at him quietly, the sense of oppression in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and he said lightly: "Say it." ”

Xia Ju didn't know if he was a little thirsty, and his Adam's apple moved up and down.

After pondering for a long time, he licked his lips, which were indeed a little chapped, and said in a dumb voice: "Since the beginning of spring, the younger brother has received repeated invitations from the Zhang brothers and sisters, so he talked with them twice and reached an agreement. ”

Jing Bu lowered his face and said, "Do you know who the Zhang brothers and sisters are?"

Xia Ju said calmly: "The little brother has never regarded them as outsiders. Their siblings were the first and sixth best assassins in my group of killers, and I know my men. ”

Jing Bu's eyes suddenly became cold, and he said, "Have you forgotten? They have changed their minds, not only betrayed Momen privately, but also willingly became the lackey of the imperial court and the face of the empress." Don't you feel disgusting and dirty when you work with such people?"

Hearing this, Nameless Thirteen had a shocked look on his face that could not be concealed.

Although he knew Zhang Yizhi and Zhang Changzong's sisters and brothers, he didn't know the secret origin behind them.

Xia Ju let out a long sigh and said, "Big brother, you are wrong. They are not the same as before, now they are the empress's celebrities, Zhang Changzong was named Ye Guogong, Zhang Yizhi was named the prisoner of the crane, they control the government, they are powerful, not only openly suppress our sworn enemy Yingwu Party, but also want to pay to fund our Momen. The younger brother talked about the matter and agreed to them. What's more, this matter is not harmful to Momen Baili. ”

Jing said: "It's that simple?"

Xia Ju said: "It's as simple as that. ”

Jing Bu said, "What are you blushing for?"

Xia Judao: "The little brother who is exposed to the sun is radiant. ”

After speaking, he suddenly felt that there was an indescribable problem, and traps and dangers were approaching him. At the same time, after a day and two nights of uninterrupted long-distance back-and-forth, as well as the relentless irradiation of the scorching sun, his complexion immediately turned pale again because of the great loss of essence.

Jing said: "Why is it white again?"

Xia Ju was slightly stunned and said, "Summer is difficult." ”

Jing Bu frowned and said, "You and my brother for decades, do you think I believe in the eldest brother?"

Xia Ju's eyes flashed, and he said, "Since you and I have been brothers for decades, do you think it is necessary for the younger brother to deceive the eldest brother?"

Jing Bu's expression still carried an indescribable majesty, and there was kindness in the majesty, but a pair of blazing eyes, no longer indifferent, but a little sad, let out a long breath, and said: "Big brother understands you as well as I know myself." Frankly, I would love to believe you, but the moment you stood outside the pavilion and preferred to bask in the sun rather than sit with me, my eldest brother was disappointed and saddened. Because you feel guilty in your heart, you don't treat me as a big brother or a brother at this moment. Since you have done something wrong, you naturally don't have the courage to sit next to me and speak. Since you are standing outside the pavilion basking in the sun, you naturally don't want me to know that there is the darkest and dirtiest thing in your heart. ”

After a pause, he continued: "In this case, I just let the sun bask your heart, but you still haven't realized and introspected, but are even more obsessed. Xia Ju, why, why are you doing this?"

Xia Ju was silent, as if chewing on his words, and as if he was thinking about the meaning of these words.

After a long time, he sighed in his heart, and said slowly with feeling: "Since the eldest brother has said this, the younger brother will open the skylight and say something bright." Big brother, you know the little brother best, I'm not good at drinking, and I'm not greedy for power, but ...... I only love money, and I like more money. You may say that I am an out-and-out miser, but my little brother does not deny it. However, I like money, not for myself, but for Momen. ”

Jing Bu listened carefully to his later words.

Xia Ju continued: "Big brother, as a great man, you should know that it takes money to maintain the daily operation of the Momen, and the families of those who die in the line of duty also need money to support them, and at the same time, we Momen also need to continue to help the poor people, and we need a lot of money. Do you know how much we spend a year in Momen? It's three million taels. Who subsidizes us, who supports us? All these years, you have been adrift, of course, unaware of the serious problems that Momen is facing now.

Jing Bu's eyes narrowed, and he said, "What serious problem?"

Xia Judao: "Since the establishment of Momen for a thousand years, countless Momen have gone forward and fought for the ideal of "both family and non-attack", whether it is chivalrous and righteous, robbing the rich and helping the poor, what did we get in the end? As it turns out, this ideal is just a castle in the air, which can be seen but not touched. Big brother, do you know? In recent years, fewer and fewer people have joined Momen, and Momen has reached the brink of life and death. Now people in the world are not stupid, they have already seen through and understood the world. This also made the younger brother understand a truth, the ideal is fake, and only money is real. As long as we give a sufficient amount of money, we are not afraid that the Momen will die out on the stage of history, and we will not be afraid that the ideals and propositions of the Mohists will be broken off and inherited. ”

Jing Bu suddenly stood up, glared at Xia Ju, as if there was already a fire burning in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Excuses, everything is an excuse for you to be greedy for money." Since ancient times, ink has been refined, not many. ”

Xia Ju had a terrible sneer in his eyes, and said coldly: "Having said that, it is absolutely impossible to recruit and cultivate without money. After saying this, the stiff muscles on his face gradually relaxed, and there was no expression at all.

Jing Bu calmed down his somewhat irritated mood and said, "You have your thoughts, I don't blame you, now I just want to ask you one word." ”

Xia Ju had anything else to say, and said, "Big brother, excuse me." ”

Jing said: "Xia Ju, do you really want this?"

Xia Ju's face was expressionless, and he said, "Big brother, I'm sorry." The little brother is really poor. ”

Jing Bu felt a tingling pain in his heart, and the words "I'm sorry" were like a knife stabbing straight in.

After being silent for a long time, he suddenly sighed softly and said, "How much money does the Zhang sister and brother promise you to take off your eldest brother's head?"

Xia Ju stared at Jing Bu, and after a long time, he said word by word: "Although the younger brother is greedy for money, it is not unjust. What they want is not a big brother, but Ju Mangding. ”

The nameless thirteen were shocked in their hearts again, and Momen actually hid a Yu Ding artifact.

Jing Bu's face turned a little blue, he closed his eyes suddenly, and said, "You promised them?" No one could imagine the pain he felt at the moment.

Xia Ju said lightly: "It's just an agreement." Without the nod of the eldest brother, the younger brother would not be arrogant. ”

Jing Bufu opened his eyes again and said, "Xia Ju, do you know what Jumangding means?"

Xia Judao: "Legend has it that it is an artifact, but in my eyes, it is nothing more than useless scrap metal. If this scrap iron can still be sold for money and strengthen Momen, why not do it?"

He said it as if it were a matter of course.

Until now, his attitude has been very cold, extremely cold, never impulsive, never irritable.

The nameless thirteen who were standing on the side obviously felt a trace of pressure from Xia Ju's coldness, and there was a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

Jing Bu's face sank, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he shouted: "Bastard! Ju Mangding, Mo Mei, Mo Ruler, and "The Seven Laws of Mo Wen" are all important tokens left by Mo Zhai, the ancestor of Momen, and they are very important to the inheritance of Momen. You rebellious miser want to betray it? You are betraying Momen. I'm going to kill you!"

Xia Ju didn't speak, the corners of his eyes were jumping.

When he was strongly moved, the corners of his eyes would always beat involuntarily.

"Tuanza, Yi Zhi really can't stand it. ”

A low, pleasant, sensual and charming woman's voice came from a distance, and there was a kind of moving feeling that made people shake up.

Jing Bu, Xia Ju, and Nameless Thirteen looked at the people together.

I saw the wonderful figures of a man and a woman, like two butterflies across the sky, floating down to the outside of the pavilion.

The one who came was the double butterfly among the flowers, Zhang Yizhi and Zhang Changzong's sister and brother.