As the saying goes, tomorrow or the accident, I don't know which one will come first.

If you sleep soundly in your room on a snowy night, and then go downstairs, while eating breakfast, while listening to the freshest gossip, and someone comes to talk, although the person you talk to is a little chattering, but you are at least happy, but the other party does not agree with each other, and falls to the ground, and is still dead, then what will you think at this time?

Is the world too dangerous?

It's vulgar to think like this, Lou Jinchen's first thought was: "Touch porcelain? ”

Lou Jinchen felt that his life was dissipating rapidly, and his eyes saw that there was an extreme cold spreading in the other party's body, and in a blink of an eye, his body was frosty.

Of course, it is impossible for anyone to touch porcelain with their own lives.

Unless you make a mistake and look at the wrong person, or drill under the wheel too hard.

"Bang bang bang!"

One after another, the stools fell to the ground, and the people sitting next to them got up and retreated in a panic, knocked over the stools, and some of them fell to the ground themselves.

Everyone scattered around Lou Jinchen and the old gentleman, and then the people outside quickly gathered again, looking from above, it looked like a flower of the crowd that suddenly bloomed.

The noodles haven't been delivered yet, and I'm afraid they won't be delivered again.

Lou Jinchen picked up the bowl of unpalatable and strange 'paste' on the table, took a sip, but his mind was spinning rapidly.

This 'old gentleman' was obviously not an ordinary monk, he seemed to have an ability similar to 'hope', he could see the heavens, or he knew something, or, something was about to happen, and he was in it, the one who was being targeted.

So he has been hiding his 'identity', and the reason why Lou Jinchen thinks he will hide his 'identity' is because before he talked to him, he didn't notice him when he shared a table with him, as if he ignored him as a person.

It wasn't until I talked to him for a few words that I suddenly realized that the person in front of me was not simple.

The other party was obviously hidden among the many people waiting to cross the river, why was it exposed after meeting him?

I couldn't hide it in the first place, so after seeing myself, I found out that I was extraordinary, and I wanted to pull myself into the water?

To this day, he will never be presumptuous, he has traveled so much, and he knows very well that his ability is first-class when he does not come out.

If the other party is in a desperate situation, sees a character like himself, and wants to pull him into it with the intention of breaking the game, it is also normal.

Then he was fine, why did he die suddenly? How did the gas leak out?

He suddenly thought of a possibility.

Because just now after he found out that the other party was not simple, he couldn't help but look at the other party seriously.

"Could it be that I took a look at him and saw through his hiding, so his qi leaked out? Impossible! ”

Since Lou Jinchen returned to the Fire Spirit Temple, he actually didn't veil his eyes much, because he felt that he could control his eyes, and he no longer needed to be afraid of inadvertently hurting some ordinary people.

However, just now, when he found that the other party was not simple, he did stare at the other party.

He knows that there are roughly two kinds of concealment techniques, one is the concealment of the body, so that people can't see or smell, and the other is that you can clearly walk in front of your eyes, you can see and talk to him, but you don't care who he is at all, even if you say it, you forget it in an instant.

If that's the case, then it's a big mistake, but it's all in the past and can't be confirmed.

However, the one who killed him is the real murderer.

He lowered his head and took another sip, seriously feeling the gaze around him, never so serious.

There was fear, doubt, and scrutiny in these eyes, and Lou Jinchen sat in the midst of many eyes.

There was a buzz around, but no one could be heard saying a complete sentence out loud.

The guy was holding a bowl of noodles and didn't dare to go in, but the shopkeeper saw all this in his eyes, walked over, stretched out his hand to take the noodles, and then squeezed through the crowd, brought it to Lou Jinchen and said, "Guest officer, your noodles are here." ”

Lou Jinchen thought that the noodles would not be served again, but they were still served.

"The shopkeeper still dares to bring me noodles at this time, aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?" Lou Jinchen said.

"The guest officer just shared a table with him, but he died in my shop, and I can't get rid of the trouble of the small shop." The shopkeeper said helplessly.

"The shopkeeper is a sober man, can the shopkeeper tell me, what is the surname of this old gentleman?" Lou Jinchen asked.

The shopkeeper looked back at the man who had a layer of hoarfrost on the ground, shook his head, and said, "I don't have any impression of this man, and I don't even know if he lives in a small shop. ”

He was not only telling Lou Jinchen about it, but also about other people.

At this moment, a voice said: "This person is Han Shouyuan, a scholar of the National Teacher's Mansion, who is good at observing people's luck and good at hiding. ”

Lou Jinchen looked upstairs, there was a young man in black holding a folding fan in his hand, shaking gently, there was a painting on his folding fan, the painting was a scene of a house in the world, in the night sky, the lights of thousands of homes were shining.

Lou Jinchen's heart moved, and he stared at him again, wanting to see him clearly, but the other party seemed to have realized it earlier, raised the fan, blocked half of his face, and said: "This brother, your eyes look at people like this, it's really rude." ”

"I'm sorry." Of course, Lou Jinchen knew that it was not good for him to rashly use his own eyes to observe others, and continued: "So, do you know who killed him? ”

"I don't know about the murderer, if you want to know, you can find it yourself." The young man in black said.

"This is your place, don't you know?" Lou Jinchen said that although he didn't use his eyes to see the reality of the other party, he was able to guess that this was a city god through the other party's exposed breath.

The face of the young man in black changed slightly, and from Lou Jinchen's words, he knew his identity, and the other party already knew it.

"This heavy snow is not only blocking pedestrians," said the young man in black.

Lou Jinchen immediately understood what he meant, not only to seal the ordinary people, but also to seal the monks, even if the local city gods can be sealed, then this enemy is not simple.

Moreover, just now this city god pointed out that the name of the dead person is Han Shouyuan, and he is a person from the National Teacher's Mansion, so if he dares to attack the people of the National Teacher's Mansion about a hundred miles outside the capital of this Qianguo, then this enemy must be terrible.

Judging from Han Shouyuan's behavior, he seems to be aware of it, but he didn't hide it after all.

"Is it that serious?" Lou Jinchen didn't believe it, but he didn't experience it, so he didn't have real feelings.

Their conversation annoyed some people.

Someone said dissatisfiedly: "What kind of dumb fight, it's just a snow, the reason why Lao Tzu stayed here is just to wait for friends, but you are talking about this here, who are you scaring about?" ”

After saying that, he turned around, pushed the door open, and a gust of wind and snow immediately poured in, he picked up his baggage and strode into the wind and snow.

At this moment, a man dressed in Chaoxuan's black soft armor, with a silver badge on his chest, and a white turtleneck shirt, walked into the crowd, he came to the corpse, held a snow-white handkerchief in his hand, covered his mouth and nose, squatted down, pulled out a gorgeous dagger from his arms, and went to the other party's eyes.

No one stopped him, because from what he was wearing, it was certain that he was a silver medallion catcher.

The dagger in his hand had already formed a layer of frost the moment it touched his eyelids, and it quickly spread to his hand.

His dagger was immediately withdrawn, but the eyelid that had been opened did not close, and his eyes were no longer black, but ice-blue snowflakes.

A cold chill surged rapidly in this inn, and Shi Wuxie's eyes that looked at him were actually frosting rapidly, and the handkerchief in his hand fell, accurately covering the eyes of the corpse.

At this time, the frost and snow in his eyes quickly faded, and his face became solemn.

After being covered by the handkerchief, the cold seemed to be sealed, Lou Jinchen looked at the handkerchief carefully, and saw that there were mysterious silver lines on it, and it exuded a shining light.

"The murderer is the god of winter." Shi Wuxian stood up, his voice was not loud, but he had an undoubted momentum.

Lou Jinchen hadn't heard of the god of winter, but the young city god's face changed.

When they heard that it was the god of winter who had killed them, some of them immediately left the inn and walked into the snowstorm, as if they were no longer afraid.

Lou Jinchen looked at everyone's faces and behaviors, and immediately understood that this winter god must be very famous in the north, and it can even be said to be a household name, as for whether this reputation is good or not, Lou Jinchen doesn't need to think about it.

The prestige of the gods, like order, must require countless lives to be stacked and constructed.

Shi Wuxian didn't look at the others, but looked at Lou Jinchen and said, "Welcome to the capital, I hope you can have a good time." ”

Lou Jinchen raised his eyebrows, this silver medal shop that looked clean and tidy, seemed to know himself.

Then there is only one possibility, he is from Jiangzhou, and it is more likely that he has been to Swimming City.

He had heard that at that time, a group of armored soldiers from Jiangzhou arrived in Shui City, so the person who led it might be the person in front of him.

"It turned out that it was the head of the apprehension, disrespectful and disrespectful." Lou Jinchen stood up and said with his fists clenched.

"Jingcheng Ju, it's not easy, I know your reputation for being a chivalrous man in Jinchen, but here, I hope you can be more restrained, I don't want to see Jiangzhou finally have a character but fold here." Shi Wuxian seemed to warn Lou Jinchen with a point.

Lou Jinchen said with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, but Shi Zhutou may have misunderstood me, Lou Mou had to watch the mountains and rivers, read poetry by the way, and rarely went out." ”

"Your poems, Shi has also heard of them, poems are based on words, your song 'Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has not been tried, today the ungentleman, who has injustice', Shi has also heard it." Shi Wuxian said pointedly.

Lou Jinchen sighed in his heart, a poem was regarded as his own character revealed, which made him feel that everyone's misunderstanding of himself had deepened.

"Let's disperse, after three days, the wind and snow will disperse." Shi Wuxian said loudly, so the people present slowly dispersed, and Shi Wuxian called someone again to carry the corpse away.

Lou Jinchen sat there, eating noodles that were already a little cold, while watching all this.

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(End of chapter)