The man holding the oil-paper umbrella did not stop, and walked along the path paved with bluestone slabs in front of the building towards the restaurant.

Under the dripping eaves, he brushed the rain off the umbrella with all his might, put it away and put it in the corridor, showing his appearance. The man was quite old, he looked to be in his early fifties, his hair was full of gray, only a few black threads could be faintly seen, his face had many dense wrinkles, his eyebrows looked a little sparse, and his slightly emaciated cheeks showed some bitter taste.

Just like his eyes at the moment, dim.

He has a very ordinary name, or rather, a very ordinary code name, called Zhao Qi.

His surname is Zhao, but his name is not seven, and he is called so only because he is the seventh in line.

Zhao Qi looked up at the gray sky, sighed, pushed open the small wooden door that was a little damp and walked in. The restaurant was quiet, there was a faint smell of alcohol floating in the air, and as far as the eye could see, there was not even a single guest who came to drink. In such a rainy weather, even in a prosperous area like Xuanwu Street, few people go out and walk around, let alone such a quiet place.

When it rains, there are no drinkers, and there are only two people in the lobby on the first floor. An elderly shopkeeper sat behind the wine cabinet with his chin propped up, his eyes narrowed into slits, and his nose snored softly, and he didn't even seem to notice that someone was coming in the door.

There was also a young man who looked like a young man sitting in a corner of the hotel by the window, with his back to the direction of the door, and a wine jug in his hand.

The door was not closed tightly, and it was crackling with gusts of wind. Zhao Qi pushed the door and stood behind the door, but the spring breeze followed in, gently stirring a string of liquor dishes hanging above the counter. The signs are made of bamboo, and when blown by the wind, there is a clanging sound.

The old shopkeeper's eyebrows moved, but he still didn't wake up.

However, the young man turned around, saw that it was him who came in, smiled and beckoned, and even put on the appearance of waiting for someone here a long time ago, instead of getting up immediately to greet the guest.

If you don't look closely, you will hardly notice that when the boy beckons, his eyes seem to blink very strangely a few times.

The drinker walked over, but he didn't mind the guy's attitude.

It's just because the drinker is not a real drinker, and the guy is not a real guy.

Outside the window near the seat in the corner of the room, a large expanse of vigorous weeds seemed to have grown more luxuriant than usual during the spring rains, and the windows were propped up, and the rain knocked on them, and then flowed on the stems and leaves of the weeds.

Occasionally, the wind blew in, bringing up the clothes of the people who came.

Zhao Qi sat down opposite Xiao Xuan, his cloudy eyes glanced at the young man's body and quickly lowered his head, falling onto the wine jug.

Xiao Xuan took the pot and poured the wine, copied it, raised the glass with his right hand, supported the bottom with his left hand, and made a very polite toast to Zhao Qi: "Excuse me." ”

Zhao Qi drank the wine in the cup, put the cup down gently, looked directly at Xiao Xuan and said: "Although it took a little effort for me to kill an internal guard of the Zongren Mansion on the way here, it was not because of you, so you don't need to be so polite, I will appear here completely out of the needs of the organization." ”

The internal guards of the Zongren Mansion are extremely strong, and perhaps for a more powerful killer, it is not difficult to kill an internal guard. In fact, it is rare that killing such a person must mean provoking a secret agency like the Zongren Mansion. The functions of the Divine Imperial Eunuch and the Zongren Mansion are similar, they also serve the Great Xia royal power, and they are also ruthless in dealing with what they consider to be heretics.

He spoke of life and death as if he were not talking about a person, but a grass.

Xiao Xuan felt a little surprised, raised his eyebrows and said: "You are a senior, I don't know how many years earlier than me when you entered the organization, the number of etiquette is still necessary, then again, killing an internal guard, won't it be troublesome?"

Zhao Qizheng sat there precariously and did not speak.

The boy lowered his head, feeling that he had asked a little rashly.

If a person like Zhao Qi dares to do it, then of course he has absolute confidence in himself, and when he asks like that, it seems that he has doubts about him, which is naturally inappropriate.

The atmosphere became a little awkward, and for a moment the only sound of rain hitting the windows could be heard in the room.

Zhao Qi looked at the young man sitting opposite him, and the expression on his face was a little strange, because he didn't quite understand why such a young man would be favored by the big people above.

I heard that this boy is good at using knives?

A fifteen-year-old boy, it is not an exaggeration to say that he has not dried up, even if he has used the knife for fifteen years, no matter how fast the knife is, can it be faster than the sword in his sleeve?

At the thought of this, his eyes narrowed, his clothes fluttered lightly, and there was a cold aura floating in the dark.

Xiao Xuan, who lowered his head, noticed the abnormality and raised his head in surprise.

Looking at those clear and transparent eyes, Zhao Qi was suddenly startled, didn't he have something serious to do when he came here today? Why did he inexplicably have murderous intent towards this young man?

"Ahem!" the gray-haired Tianluo assassin felt that he was a little out of shape, coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment, took out a small burden from his arms, and put it on the table.

"This is the information you need, there is a lot of information in it, some of it may be useful to you, or it may not be useful to you, this needs to be screened by yourself, and, you know, Tianluo's ability to collect intelligence is first-class, but there is no absolute thing in this world, and you need to think about whether the information on the paper is true or false. ”

Xiao Xuan nodded, reached out and took the package into his arms. However, when he wrapped it in his arms, he felt that there was something bottle-shaped inside.

He gave him an inquiring look.

"You sent a letter to Tangkou this morning, saying that you need a snow lotus that can remove fire attribute bruises, as well as a pill that strengthens the foundation of Peiyuan, this snow lotus, fresh is rare in the whole Xuanyang, only a few days ago in the pharmacy accidentally got a bottle of snow lotus dried petals ground into powder. ”

"As for those pills that strengthen the foundation of Peiyuan, I don't know which one you want, so I took some of each. ”

From Xiao Xuan's letter to Tangkou to the moment when the two met, it was only three hours, and it was not easy to find all the things in such a short period of time and send them here without being discovered. So Xiao Xuan smiled slightly and thanked him again.

"And yet ......"

The old man, who was over half a hundred years old, suddenly changed his words, and his tone became extremely cold.

"I think you need to give me an explanation, what is the purpose of these pills you need? I have the impression that you don't know how to practice, and I can see that you don't have any injuries on your body, who are you going to use these pills for?"

His words were sharp, like a long sword unsheathed, and he stabbed at the boy mercilessly.

As he said these words, his sleeve was raised slightly, and a real sword was revealed.

Xiao Xuan looked at the slightly cold blade of the sword and frowned, he knew that if his answer could not satisfy the other party, the next moment, that sword might pierce his heart.

There was no way he could resist, and he didn't have the ability to resist. Running such a huge killer organization like Tianluo requires relying on many ruthless rules, including prohibiting subordinates from using the organization's resources for their own benefit, or using everything that belongs to the organization for their own selfish desires.

Originally, their whole person belonged to Tianluo.

Above the sky dome, deep in the dark clouds, a thunderclap suddenly exploded.