Hiss! What a killing! What a heavy!

was swept away by Chen Zhuo's eyes, and the cold air on the neck of the big teapot was rising, as if his head was about to move in the next second.

But as soon as he heard Zhao Laojiu, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and was hesitating how to reply, when a cold female voice suddenly appeared among the many flowery girls below, "Say it truthfully." ”

The big teapot was like an amnesty, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "This lord, the building is divided into three heavens, each with its own master, what you are looking for is not on this floor, and the previous neglect and forgiveness is one, we wish you a successful trip." ”

The outside of this gold and silver building is red, the inside is also a lamp hanging color, there is a vermilion wooden ladder in the middle, the width is about eight zhang, the carved painting phoenix, rises to half a section, but it is a fork to open, horizontal in the left and right half of the air.

Without saying much, Chen Zhuo threw a gold leaf into the tray of the big teapot, folded his sleeves and hands, and went upstairs in front of everyone's eyes.

Early in the morning, there was an old account room in a long shirt waiting on the second floor, leaning on the wooden pillar, rolling up his sleeves, as if he was dozing, and when he saw him coming up, his eyes opened and slit, "Little brother look at Miansheng, just came to this realm, where did you come from?" ”

"Guanzhong."

Chen Zhuo swept around as he spoke, and the second floor, which was still crowded with people before, was now only a few girls leaning on him, looking at him with a smile. The doors and windows are closed, hiding murderous intentions.

"That's not close."

The bookkeeper has a clean face and a frightening white face.

Chen Zhuo nodded, "It's really not close, I was still riding in Guanzhong at noon the day before yesterday." ”

The bookkeeper opened his eyes and said curiously, "How did you come here?" ”

Looking at each other, Chen Zhuo replied lightly: "Three horses ran and died." ”

The bookkeeper narrowed his pupils when he heard this, "You didn't rest?" ”

Chen Zhuo said softly: "Don't worry, I'll rest when I'm done, I just ate something, and I'm still coming over to eat while it's hot." ”

Mr. Bookkeeper withdrew his hands from his sleeves, twisted two peanuts in his hands, and threw them into his mouth as he spoke, "Since you are a passerby, do you dare to leave a million children?" Let's give an explanation to the master's family. ”

Chen Zhuo narrowed his eyes, "It's easy to say, this is the matter, if you want to find me, you can go to the Yuanshun Dart Bureau in the capital, what do you say, let's take it all." ”

Hearing the words "Yuanshun Dart Bureau", Mr. Bookkeeper stood up straight, how could he still have the previous careless appearance, his eyes were sharply open, "This master, you have a friendship with Fifth Master Wang?" ”

Chen Zhuo's eyelids drooped and he rubbed his hands, "Two years ago, Master Wang went to Guanzhong and instructed me in a few knife techniques, and now I have to live in Beijing for a while." ”

Mr. Ledger's mouth moved, "It's not a secret, what you are looking for is not on my floor, you have to climb another floor, there are people from the 'Divine Hand Gate' on it, and there is still a big enmity with Wang Wuye." ”

"I'm afraid he has no revenge!"

Chen Zhuo didn't see joy or anger in his eyes, and he didn't talk nonsense, he jumped in a flash, landed firmly on the wooden railing, and then flew vertically, soared into the air, and set up the third floor with his arms outstretched.

"Good fellow, this makes it actually a monkey-shaped fist, I can't imagine it......" The old bookkeeper was surprised, and was muttering, a head had pierced the floor above his head, hanging upside down in front of him, his head was scattered, his face was covered with blood, and he was not alive.

And so he killed.

Third floor.

Chen Zhuo's eyes looked straight ahead.

"I'm a businessman, pay attention to harmony and make money, since my brother is a friend in ligature, it's better to step on a wide point, ask for money and ask for a word."

The person who spoke walked out slowly, a young man, thin, not much older than Chen Zhuo, wearing a gray satin robe, a black horse coat, the top of his head was shaved blue, a long and black braid hung down on his left shoulder, the tail of the braid was decorated with jade ornaments inlaid with gold wire, and on his feet were a pair of boots with black faces and white soles, and his face was good, but there was a gloomy air between his eyebrows and eyes, which made people uncomfortable.

This man stood at the end of the corridor, the doors on both sides were closed, and he stood with his hands behind his back, smiling warmly, as if he had not seen his breathed subordinates on the ground, as if he had been prepared.

"Contemptible surname Ao ......"

Chen Zhuo interrupted the other party's words, "It's too much to talk about, I don't have much interest in dead people, you are Zhao Laojiu's backer?" ”

The man surnamed Ao's eyes were already gloomy, he frowned slightly, and then suddenly smiled again: "Brother, did you misunderstand, what Zhao Laojiu, I don't know." ”

Chen Zhuo "sneered" with a smile, his hands in his sleeves vomited sharply, his wrists shook, and then he heard two "whoosh" sounds, and the two nearby windows had broken two holes, and there was a muffled hum behind the window, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

As soon as the man's pupils shrank, he saw Chen Zhuo holding a few slippery stones in his hand.

"Flying Locust Stone! No feathered arrows! ”

Chen Zhuo narrowed his eyes, "It's a good bad thing, I've done too many bad things, so afraid of death?" They say that you are a lame man who 'changes his face', but I don't believe it, what you want is the nine-grade leaf mallet he brought back from Kanto. ”

His voice was not loud, but it was not small, and many people heard the words "Jiupin Ye Mallet", and their faces did not change.

To put it bluntly, it is the wild ginseng of the nine leaves.

The six-grade leaves are generally mostly tributes to the palace, which is considered rare, and the seven-grade is rare in the world, and the eight-grade is simply unavoidable, the year is nearly a thousand years, but where there is a plant in the world, the number of people who take it is not clear. As for the nine products, it is the visitors who have been picking ginseng for generations, and the eighteen generations of the ancestors are combined, and it is estimated that they may not be able to meet them.

It is a strange treasure that continues life, although it is not a life and death, flesh and bones, but even if there is only one breath left, a beard goes down to ensure the life of the dragon and the tiger, and it is the dream of the world's martial artists.

"It turned out to be for the lame man." Seeing that he was broken by the Dao, the man's face was instantly gloomy and ugly, and he sneered: "Do you know who my master is?" The four mountains of the capital, the gods are turning the sky upside down, how far are the people who are interested, how far they dare to intervene, and it won't take a few days for my senior brother to come to you. ”

"I know, if you can teach an apprentice like you, your one must be the one who should be killed." Chen Zhuo's eyes didn't seem to have much patience left, and he paced back and forth under his feet, and the murderous intent in his eyes soared.

He was about to make a move, but he saw a figure attack in front of him.

The man's face was ruthless, he was unexpected, and he wanted to attack, the first three fingers were buckled into one pliers, the throat was taken up, and the waist and abdomen were taken down, but the chicken steps were walked under his feet.

"Yue's hands! Chicken step of heart! Look for death! ”

Chen Zhuo did not retreat but advanced, jumped under his feet, collapsed his waist and straightened his back, and a big stride had gone four or five meters, straight like a crazy ape flying vertically, and after taking off, the ape's arm stretched out, and the big hand had rushed to the other side of the door to grab it fiercely.

The man was the first to take the lead and take the lead, how could he have thought that Chen Zhuo's arms were extremely long, and the two of them were still some distance, but when he stretched out his hand, it was the last to come first, and his heart was shocked, and his waist was short, and he squatted down to squeeze in.

Chen Zhuo's eyes were waveless, and he squatted at the same time, swept his right leg close to the ground, twisted his waist, and connected his left leg in a row, only sweeping out layers of leg shadows on the ground.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The two of them put their legs together, like two pythons entangled, their legs staggered, and a string of thunderbolts suddenly sounded.

The man surnamed Ao couldn't attack for a long time, and suddenly screamed strangely in his mouth, jumping up and down, intending to kill in the air.

"Idiot!"

Chen Zhuo's eyes were full of murderous intentions, the offensive on his legs slowed down, he turned over and shook his hands, and the screams were sharp under the lamp.

The shadow of the lamp trembled sharply, and in the blink of an eye, the man had fallen from the sky, his feet were steady, and he was holding a flying stone on the left and right in his hands, but his eyes were round, but his mouth was speechless, his eyelids trembled, and a wisp of red blood had snaked down his face.

On the door of the head, there is a flying stone in the middle.

The killing move was successful, Chen Zhuo caught up in a few steps, and as soon as the cold light in his sleeve passed, the man's neck bounced up with a "swish" when he landed on the head, and the blood splashed on his broken mouth like a roar.

The head was thrown away, and before it could fall to the ground, it was already covered by a white cloth volley.

Chen Zhuo picked up his head, stopped, turned around and jumped vertically, jumped straight from the third floor, landed lightly and silently, raised his feet and strode outside.

When he was about to go out, he didn't look at it, and hit a flying stone at the signboard of the "Gold and Silver Building" with his backhand.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the stone was embedded like a dot of ink.

"Hang it up, this stone will be precious for thirty years from now on."

"Dare to leave a name!"

On the third floor, a woman was lying on the guardrail and making a terrible sound.

"Guanzhong Chen Zhuo!"

……

Twilight is dark.

An old wooden boat is moored by the river, surrounded by white reeds, inseparable from the frost and snow, extremely hidden.

The footsteps were near, and Chen Zhuo carried the donkey meat and mutton soup he brought back, stepped on the thick snow, and walked onto the boat.

As soon as he boarded the boat, a sparse movement was heard under the dim canopy.

"I've brought you something to eat, and it's still hot."

Chen Zhuo got into the tent.

"We're done, let's leave tomorrow."

Through the color of the snow, I could see that there was a person hidden in the shadows, thin and tight, sitting upright, brown cloth jacket, holding a knife to kill fish in her hand, and blood coming out of the tiger's mouth, a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Master, are you injured?"

"It's just a little bit of other people's blood."

He handed over the things, and when he saw that the other party had taken them, he took small bites of them, and then got up and walked to the plank, and lifted the white cloth in the back basket, in which a shallow layer of snow had accumulated, and seven crooked heads could be seen faintly, miserable white and iron, hung with ice slag, huddled together.

A few of them thought they were dying too quickly, and they still had the expressions they had on their faces, and their eyes were still open.

Chen Zhuo tilted his back, and his seven heads rolled into the river.

Pressed underneath is a half-backed yellow piece of paper money.

He grabbed a handful of paper money, raised his hand, was silent for a moment, and said: "We haven't seen each other before, but your father should have talked about it, that year I broke into Kanto, I wanted to live, he was to give you a life, I still carried a knife, and he carried ...... on his back."

Before he finished speaking, the man under the tent said in a very soft voice: "This master, my father has passed on the unique job to you, let's believe you." ”

The frost and snow hit his face, his clothes rolled, Chen Zhuo grabbed another handful of paper money, and as soon as his five fingers were loosened, the paper money was immediately raised in the wind and snow, and flew and scattered to the sky.

He looked far away, and sighed in his heart, if it weren't for the heavy snow covering the sky and the messenger delaying, he might have been able to come over earlier.

"That's good, your father saved my life, now that he is gone, you and I are flesh and blood, but as long as I can still catch my breath, we are your backers, whoever wants to bully you, I will split him, if you want to get married, we are your mother's brothers."

"What's it called?"

"Liang Chaoyun."

……