Mood really has a great impact on a person, at least as soon as Zhao Rang gets irritable, he doesn't want to do anything.

Seeing Zhao Rang's appearance like this, Lao Cheng smiled solemnly and said:

"Zhao Gongzi, I don't mean anything else, I just want you to help pass on the word."

Zhao Rang didn't pay attention to him at all, and he didn't even raise his eyelids.

The national character face killer touched a soft nail, but he didn't care, and continued:

"Twenty years to the north."

A clueless sentence caught Zhao Rang's attention.

He turned his head slightly, looked at the national character face killer standing by the lamp, and asked:

"What are you looking for?"

What caught Zhao Rang's attention was nothing else, but the "twenty years" said by the national character face killer.

Prior to this, from one afternoon to the evening, Zhao Rang was in an airtight secret room on the top floor of Chunhua Building, listening to two people from the Western Regions tell the story of the past twenty years ago...... I heard that his concept of time was a little confused.

After sleeping and taking a cold shower, his mind had become clear, but now at first glance, he heard that this country-faced killer had talked about it for another twenty years, and he couldn't help but feel in a trance again.

"North!"

The national character face killer was afraid that he would not hear clearly, so he repeated it again:

"Twenty years to the north!"

Zhao Rang frowned and asked:

"To whom do you want me to pass this on?"

The Guozi-faced killer restrained his smile, looked up and sighed, and did not answer, but leaned over and began to pick up the blades on the ground.

Daggers, hidden weapons, and crossbow arrows are all in their place.

After everything was cleaned up, he walked back to the empty wall he had faced, his hands behind his back, and his figure became illusory again.

With the lessons of the past, Zhao Rang knew that this was his departure.

Just now, the figure fluctuated, and then immediately took away his knife.

"Wait a minute!"

Zhao Rang hurriedly got up to stop it, but the speed of the Guozi Face Killer was faster than his words.

The last word had not yet been fully spoken, and it had disappeared in a flash.

Zhao Rang hurriedly pushed open the door, ran out of the courtyard, and looked left and right, but where was there any trace to follow?

The temperature of the single night country is very different from morning to evening, and under the cool night breeze, Zhao Rang has some doubts about himself.

I even felt that what had just happened was not the real past, and the memory seemed to be covered with a veil and become blurred.

"Are you awake?"

Zhao Rang froze in place, and Yuan Mingkong's voice suddenly came from behind him, dragging his spirit back.

"Did you just see a man passing by?"

Zhao Rang asked weakly.

Yuan Mingkong found that his face was very bad and thought that something was wrong, so he did not answer his question, but asked with concern:

"What's wrong? Who has passed? ”

Zhao Rang thought that Yuan Mingkong didn't understand what he said, so he grabbed Yuan Mingkong's wrist, pulled him back into the house, and then recounted everything that happened just now.

Yuan Mingkong listened very seriously at first, but the more he got later, a smile couldn't stop appearing on his face.

However, he was still very patient and waited for Zhao Rang to finish speaking.

Although his narrative is a bit upside down, and many details are still repetitive, Yuan Mingkong still figured out the clue from it.

It was nothing more than a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face, who sneaked into the room while he was asleep. Then he said a lot of inexplicable things, and then suddenly disappeared.

After staying in a confined environment for a long time, it is normal to hallucinate.

Yuan Mingkong also dreamed while lying on the bed just now, and the dream was extremely real. However, he did not dream of this, but dreamed of the palace in the north of Dawei, and dreamed that his father was seriously ill and was dying. Just as he was about to control Bintian, the chamberlain came to summon him to meet him.

The dream came to an abrupt end, and after waking up, Yuan Ming's hollow heart was a little empty, so he wanted to come out for a walk, but he saw Zhao Rang standing outside the courtyard gate as if he had lost his soul.

It was expected that he must be the same as himself, but Yuan Mingkong did not take it seriously.

"Nope! Definitely not! ”

"He also asked me to pass the word!"

Zhao Rang vigorously denied it, and his head shook like a rattle.

Seeing that his brother was still immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself, Yuan Mingkong was helpless, so he echoed and said:

"What does he want you to preach?"

He replied word by word:

"Twenty years to the north."

The ridicule on Yuan Mingkong's face disappeared in an instant.

The whole person suddenly stood straight, like a flag against the wind, and his eyes became as sharp as a knife.

"Say it again."

The nameless fire in Zhao Rang's heart was hooked again, and he said impatiently:

"Didn't you just say I was dreaming?"

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to go upstairs and lie down for a while, sorting out his thoughts, but Yuan Mingkong grabbed his shoulders.

"Count me in begging you, you say it again! Just once! ”

Yuan Mingkong really pleaded.

Zhao Rang had never seen him like this, so he no longer took care of it, and repeated seriously:

"Twenty years to the north."

A thunderbolt sounded in Yuan Mingkong's head that only he could hear. The hand that clasped Zhao Rang's shoulder unconsciously pinched it tighter.

"Did he really say that?"

Zhao Rang shook off Yuan Mingkong's hand on his shoulder and said:

"I can't even make it up!"

Yuan Mingkong nodded in a daze, and said to himself:

"That's right...... You can't make it up...... No one can make it up. ”

As he spoke, Yuan Ming walked towards the hall, eager to find a chair to sit down.

Once the brain is fully engaged in thinking, it is a little difficult to take care of his body. So sometimes people get too involved in things and they hit a tree and fall.

"Nothing but that?"

After Yuan Mingkong sat down, he immediately asked again.

"Hmmm......"

Zhao Rang really thought about it for a while, and then remembered that after he had just come down from upstairs, he saw the killer with the national character face, facing the wall, motionless.

Yuan Mingkong came to this wall, probed carefully, and found that there was nothing abnormal.

"Do you know that person?"

Zhao Rang came back to his senses at this moment.

There seems to be some kind of tacit understanding between him and Yuan Mingkong.

As long as one person returns to God, one person has to lose his mind.

It was Zhao Rang just now, but now it has become Yuan Mingkong.

After Zhao Rang's words were finished for a long time, Yuan Mingkong licked his lips and nodded very awkwardly.

It looked as if his head and neck were not his own, but borrowed, because he was too cautious.

"Who is he?"

Zhao Rang couldn't help but become cautious.

"Do you remember what you heard from those two people from the Western Regions twenty years ago?"

Of course Zhao Rang remembers.

However, Hydier and Archie said too much, many things happened twenty years ago, and Zhao Rang couldn't tell which one Yuan Mingkong wanted to mention.

"Twenty years ago, how did he get his name as a swordsman?"

Yuan Mingkong said in a deep voice.

"He's a shadow guard?"

Zhao Rang exclaimed.

If the killer with that national character face is Shadow Guard, I'm afraid he would be fifty years old now!

But Hediye swore that the shadow guards sent by Dawei to the Single Night Country have all been wiped out, and there is no one alive, how did this person escape from death?

"The group of investigation and investigation guards who were sent to the Single Night Country back then were codenamed 'Wangbei', which means looking north and returning. As long as the word Wangbei appears in the order given to them, it means that they can come back to Dawei to restore their lives. ”

Dawei Palace is located in the north, which is not difficult to understand.

The code name of twenty years ago was suddenly said again, and Zhao Rangdu was shocked into a cold sweat.

"You're not mistaken?"

Zhao Rang asked.

Yuan Mingkong replied firmly:

"Before I came, I also went to the file room of the Investigation Division again and looked through all the records of that year, and I will never be mistaken.

The dossier clearly records that twenty years ago, there were four shadow guards, the same number as Hydier said. Among them, the highest position was Wei Xingshu, who was the deputy commander of the shadow guard at the time and one of the three major Yuansu of the Investigation Division.

"The predecessor of the Investigation Division is called the Konoe Reserve Mansion."

Zhao Rang nodded and said:

"I know this, there are still a few seniors in the family who have been ordered by the emperor to go to the preparation mansion to teach swordsmanship."

"Wei Xingshu is one of the best, and without him, there would be no current shadow guard!"

Zhao Rangchai asked:

"What do you mean by that?"

Wei Xingshu is only the deputy capital of the shadow guard, and his rank is the same as Yuan Mingkong. But he is not a prince, so naturally he can't enter the top core of the Investigation Division. To say that he single-handedly cast the shadow guard, Zhao Rang felt that Yuan Mingkong's words might have some elements of exaggeration.

Of course, it is also possible that this is recorded in the dossier.

After all, Wei Xingshu, as the deputy commander of the Investigation Department and the Shadow Guard, went to the Western Regions in person, and finally stained the Gobi with blood and died in a foreign land, which is still very admirable. Therefore, it is understandable that he has more processing of his past experience.

"Because Wei Xingshu created his own set of kung fu, which is now the unique skill of the shadow guard. The shadow word of the shadow guard comes from this. ”

"Shadow Technique?"

The shadow guard is extremely good at hidden figures, relying on this set of shadow techniques. The reason why the southern region did not dare to cross the river in a big way was precisely because the northern shadow guards relied on their extremely exquisite shadow technique to successfully infiltrate each time, detect the information in advance, and transmit it back to the northern territory, and since then they have been on guard.

It can be said that the shadow guard is one of the most powerful reliance in the northern part of the Great Way, and it is really a great contribution to this stormy and shaky dynasty that stands in half of the country!

"He also said a word!"

Zhao Rang suddenly thought of something.

"He said there was one more thing that had melted into his blood!"

was snatched away by the national character face killer, which made Zhao Rang still have some heart palpitations until this moment.

He had seen Yuan Mingkong use the "Absolute Shadow Technique", but he was only able to hide his body and hide his breath. The methods used by the national character face killer can be regarded as unpredictable. It can be said that "the living have never seen it, and the dead have never seen it." ”

But if the killer of the national character face is Wei Xingshu...... And the Shadow Technique was exactly what he created......

"Wei Xingshu is not dead!"

Yuan Mingkong said categorically.

"Not only did he not die, but he also practiced the Shadow Technique to the peak of the realm!"