Chapter 13: Finding Death

Lishan Hanging Gutu,

I took the painting down.

The painting is a good painting, and it is also a genuine work.

But this painting has made people hands and feet, the Lishan Huaqing Palace in the painting is the palace of Tang Xuanzong and Yang Guifei, and some people should have used the burial objects left by Yang Guifei in the world, so that this painting has evil intentions.

At this point, the Ming painting becomes a dark painting, which can make people fall into a nightmare.

My situation can be said to be the same as Sun Zhaoshan's situation before.

It's just that I prepared the white silk in advance, Yang Guifei died because of the white silk, and her evil intentions were naturally afraid of the white silk, so at the critical time, I sobered up.

I sneered: "If you dare to come to my territory and do it to me, you are the only one." ”

The dancer swallowed dryly, and she struggled violently again!

"Let me go! Or you'll regret it. ”

She yelled at me.

I've been waiting for this dancer, how can I let her go so easily?

I took out the phone that Sun Zhaoshan had given me, turned it off, and threw it in the teapot full of water.

Sun Jiaweng wanted me to meddle in his grievances, but the old man always wanted to see further of my skills, such as whether I could handle this dancer.

I have made his wish come true.

The mobile phone monitor is enough to hear this, and the next conversation is not something he can hear.

I picked up the knife of the dancing girl on the ground, looked at it carefully, and said thoughtfully, "Are you the one who asks for your life?" ”

Suolifemen,To put it simply, it's a professional killer.,Jing Ke in ancient times、To leave.,It's the ancestor of this door.。。

In the rivers and lakes, there is a saying of "seven up and eight down", among them, the shocking door of feng shui physiognomy and the tired door of practicing medicine and selling medicine all belong to the seven doors, and this life-seeking door belongs to the eight lower doors.

The size of the power and the number of people in the Eight Lower Gates are far inferior to those of the Seven Lower Gates.

There may be a few people who go to the door with eight doors, or even only a few people.

But the strength of the people who go to the door of the eight doors is not necessarily as good as the seven doors.

"Sun Jiaweng has found a powerful one, his subordinates, I killed a total of ninety-nine people, I wanted to torture his son when a hundred people were killed, but I ran out of you, but unexpectedly, I will be planted in your hands today! If you have the guts, you will kill me! ”

The dancer stared at me and said without fear of death.

I was a little surprised.

Today's rivers and lakes are not the old era, and human life is no longer a mustard, and she has killed ninety-nine people in a row, and she can be regarded as having some ability.

Then, instead of killing her, I untied the white silk that was tied to her hand.

I slapped her on the cheek and said, "Get out!" I'm not a killer, so don't trouble me in the future! ”

The dancer was stunned for a moment.

Hearing that I was really going to let her go, the dancer was a little incredulous and muttered, "What did you say? ”

"I'll let you go! Before I regret it, give you three numbers, or I'll cut off your limbs! ”

I said in a cold voice.

The dancer is not afraid of death, but she is not here to seek death, and when she heard my words, she immediately limped towards the door of the teahouse.

Soon, the dancer disappeared into the darkness.

And before she left, a stick of incense appeared in my hand.

This incense is called thyme.

The thyme had been lit by me, and the green smoke drifted outward, as if to guide a certain direction.

Of course I can't just let the dancers go,

The few times I patted her cheek, I had already covered her cheeks with the dust of thyme.

If anyone has the dust of thyme, I only need to light the thyme again, and I can track down the whereabouts of this person by burning the smoke.

The dancing girl comes from the life-seeking door, the life-seeking door, and has always collected money to do things, I thought, the real enemy of Sun Jiaweng is not the dancer, but the person behind the dancer.

Now that I've intervened in their grievances, I must find out.

So, I pretended to let the dancer go, wanting to see who was behind her.

The mouths of the people at the Seeker Gate are very hard, and it is impossible to pry some news out of their mouths, so I can only use this method.

Then, in the darkness of the night, I followed the instructions of the smoke and followed the dancer.

The dancer was already lame on one leg and was not fast, and it was a breeze to track her.

But what I didn't expect was that after I tracked for half an hour, the smoke of thyme suddenly stopped!

I frowned......

How could it be broken?

The dust of thyme is colorless and tasteless, after being stained, it will not fall off for a few days and nights, and the dancer who was kicked off by me with a broken leg, how can I find a way to remove this thyme in just half an hour?

Just when I was wondering, I suddenly saw a deserted grove not far away.

In an instant, a thought rose in my heart!

I walked away quickly, and there was a bloody smell in the air, and I saw a man hanging from an old tree......

The Dancing Girl of the Deaddoor!

She's dead!

The dust of thymes will be covered by the rich blood gas, so the smoke is broken!

I immediately went to check on the dancer's injuries, she had been stabbed in the throat, blood sprayed all over the ground, and then she was forcibly hung from an old tree.

I didn't kill the dancer, but the dancer was killed by someone else.

As for who this other person is, I think it is very likely that it is the person behind the dancing girl.

Either they saw that I was following the dancer, or they were trying to punish the dancer for not killing me, or both.

But no matter what you say, the other party's methods are vicious!

I didn't go to collect the body of the dancing girl, and most of the people who asked for their lives were wanted sinners on the surface, so even if they were found tomorrow morning, it wouldn't matter.

The death of the dancer made me keep an eye on it,

I had a bad feeling and immediately returned to the teahouse.

When I returned to the teahouse, my face changed slightly.

I saw that in the teahouse, black smoke kept coming out, and there was a faint fire flickering in the teahouse!

Someone's going to burn down my teahouse!

My heart sank, and after entering the teahouse, I found that it was the ancient picture of Lishan hanging that was burning!

The fire did not spread completely, only one wall was destroyed, and when this ancient picture of Lishan Hanging was burned, a bloody word was left on the blackened wall.

- "Book".

Jianghu Seven Door-to-door ...... Register!

I didn't have to look for who was behind the dancer, and the other party took the initiative to report the name.

No wonder the dancing girl can take out this Lishan hanging ancient map worth a thousand gold, originally the gold owner behind him was the person who registered the door.

Book door, resell antique cultural toys in the rivers and lakes, and collect a line of famous calligraphy and paintings.

In society, most of the well-known auction houses, as well as many financial institutions, can be regarded as the industry of the book.

If it is said that the astonishing door of feng shui physiognomy is the first of the seven gates, then this door is the richest one in the rivers and lakes.

The other party set fire to my teahouse and left his name arrogantly, telling me that he was not afraid that I knew who they were!

This is a provocation!

I took a deep breath to extinguish the fire, and looked at the somewhat messy teahouse, and my heart was cold.

This teahouse is something left to me by Lao Huang.

It's only been a few days since you took it over, and someone is going to destroy it?

I murmured in a cold voice, "Look for death." ”