Yang Yan was suddenly faced with a choice.

He could hide it and wait for the other attendants to serve the old man a normal pot of wine, but then he might finish it again soon, and Pei Li must not have had time to come back.

When he looked at the menu before, he knew that the other party had only pre-ordered two jugs of wine, and he might leave after drinking.

He could also find a way to send the drugged pot in front of him - although he didn't do it anymore, the diarrhea could still delay for quite a while.

But in that case, the reaction of the other party after drinking this pot of wine is unpredictable, and he can only react on the spot.

There may be too many guests today, and the waiters are a little tight, and the old man looks around, but there is no one to receive him for a while. He stood up, looking for Tsing Yi.

Yang Yan's heart tightened, and he immediately hid behind the pillar, bowed his head and pretended to be busy.

After being quiet for a few breaths, he tentatively raised his eyes and glanced over there, and saw that a waiter in Tsing Yi had walked up, talked to the old man for a few words, and then walked quickly to this side.

Yang Yan wrapped the sword in the depths of his clothes.

"What's going on? Why don't you serve wine to your guests? Tsing Yi walked over and frowned and said in a low voice.

Knowing that the old man might look this way, and his behavior must not look sneaky at this time, Yang Yan moved a few steps into the shadows, turned his back to the light, and frowned: "How do I know?" As soon as I came over, I saw that the wine was placed here, and the person who served the wine did not know where it went. ”

"What do you do?"

"I'm from the seventh floor."

"It should be Zhang Erquan who runs the hall on this floor, what about the others?"

"Ah, it's him! He had just been harassed by a guest who asked him to bring two guards up, and they both jumped off. ”

"What a mess." Tsing Yi frowned, "Quickly give this to the guest." ”

Yang Yan pressed his abdomen: "No, no, no-I have a lot of trouble in my stomach, and I'm about to go to the toilet, you can send it first." ”

"I-"

Without waiting for the other party to take a closer look, Yang Yan had already bent down and walked towards the corridor, leaving a sentence: "Serve a plate, hurry up." ”

Tsing Yi glanced down at the tray on the table, he was also lined up with everything, but this was not the time to delay, so he had to curse secretly and send it respectfully.

Bowang Garden is really busy today.

Yang Yan entered the toilet room, everyone in the building was busy at this time, and it was indeed too suspicious for him to stand idly, so he simply hid inside and didn't go out.

He sniffed his nose - he had just noticed that there was a strange smell in the latrine.

He drew his short sword and aimed it in the direction, and True Qi climbed onto the blade of the sword, silently digging a small hole in the wooden wall.

Looking through the hole, Tsing Yi had already put down the wine for the old man, bowed and left. The old man poured out a small cup as usual, and Yang Yan held his breath and watched him raise his head and drink it slowly.

The old man put down the cup, paused for a moment, and stopped moving.

Noticed?

Yang Yan clenched the short sword in his hand, and fine sweat poured out of his palm.

However, the old man did not react, he lifted the pot and poured another cup, poured two petals into the cup, and continued to drink with his head held high. Until he seemed to have drunk a pot of wine, the old man did not reveal anything unusual.

But it stands to reason that the effect of the drug should have already started.

Yang Yan frowned nervously and observed, and finally, he saw the old man standing up with a cane.

Yang Yan immediately looked away from the small hole, and the sword in his hand began to gather momentum at the same time.

Are you coming?

He sat down, pretending to be an ordinary toilet man, but his sword did not loosen at all.

But after waiting for a while, I never heard footsteps.

According to the pace of the old man when he came in, he should have covered this distance. Yang Yan frowned, got up lightly, and looked carefully through the small hole again—he didn't see the figure at all.

There was no one on the way over, and the tables were empty.

Yang Yan's heart tightened, and when he looked again, he saw a flashing cloak at the staircase downstairs.

I went straight away!

Yang Yan immediately rushed out of the toilet room, chased down the narrow staircase for the waiter to walk on this side, and when he reached the fourth floor, his heart was relieved - the figure was walking evenly on the corridor at the other end.

What's going on? Do laxatives not work at all?

Yang Yan thought that it should not, he clearly saw that the old man drank two pots of wine in order, and the master had "praised" the effect of this medicine more than once.

So it's not useless, it's that the old man is using his true qi to contain it.

The martial artist's control of his body with his true qi can reach an unbelievable level, and the discomfort of the stomach, the old man will not have any problem walking back like this and fighting ten more fights.

It's just that why should he curb it?

Maybe he didn't like the latrines, maybe he sensed it was deliberate.

When he realized this, Yang Yan's heart swelled with tension and relaxation at the same time.

Nervous because he had to find a way to stop him, easy because the words Pei Li said before leaving seemed to have been verified - they were not assassinations, they were evil. When this person realizes that he may be targeted, he does not dare to publicize it, but intends to leave as if nothing happened.

He was nervous too!

In an instant, Yang Yan's confidence doubled, although he was also an unsightly fugitive, but the enemy was clear and secret, as long as he yelled "The murderer is here", he would get more targets for this person, and he just had to find an opportunity to leave.

This strategy is much simpler and safer than facing a strong enemy alone.

The young man is a little more aware in his heart, thinking that he has abandoned the heavens and the earth, and can only walk alone at night, is it not a kind of stupidity and arrogance, the hero can turn it around alone, and the old root is also free to take advantage of the situation, no matter what the situation, even if he is desperate, he should also try to find a helper with the same purpose for the time being.

In the time since the incident, he has been learning something new every day.

Thinking in his heart, the old man on the other side had gone down to the third floor, and Yang Yan made a plan in his heart - when he reached the third floor, he would not go down again, and when the old man went out of the building, he stood on the third floor and pointed at him and shouted.

At this time, he turned his head and glanced downstairs, there were groups of people in the garden, and many people knew that there were martial arts at a glance.

Yang Yan was sure in his heart, and continued to go down the narrow stairs to the third floor, and when he was halfway down, he could already see the situation on the third floor, and his eyes immediately went to the corridor over there to see the figure of the old man - he didn't see it.

Yang Yan's figure suddenly seemed to be nailed, he quickly searched the hall, and his body that had been in danger was already tensed up like stress, and his hand unconsciously held the hilt of the sword, and a majestic wave had accumulated in it.

This action saved him.

Yang Yan's gaze swept across the hall from right to left, and suddenly, he realized something, and slowly lowered his head a little stiffly.

Look.

An old man in a cloak was standing at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at him.

This is a pampered face with a fine white complexion, not the appearance of martial arts practitioners who are often exposed to the wind and sun, and the subtle wrinkles on this face are like small waves of silk scarves.

He has a high nose and thick lips, and his eyes are a little big and small, like a white-faced weasel.

Seeing Yang Yan stiffly lower his head, the corners of his mouth hooked an arc.

He didn't want to escape, but to lure out himself, the one who was secretly watching!

Without time to think, Yang Yan immediately burst out with the sword in his hand.

He made an absolutely correct decision - instead of pointing at the old man in front of him, the sword slammed into the wall of the building beside him.

——

In the Bowang Garden, the filaments hanging from the sky are like weaving.

The guests coming down from the viewing platform became more and more scarce, almost dispersed, and the figures of two young men slowly descended the steps, one well-proportioned and one thin.

"I thought about it, it's better not tomorrow, you can go back today." Xiao Qiu looked at the silent young man beside him with his head bowed, his shoulders hanging like paper wet by the rain.

"I'll stay here and keep an eye on him, and I'll go back and leave early, all the way to the official road."

Zheng Dong was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "I haven't fought a martial arts competition yet." ”

"What else are you fighting?!" Xiao Qiu frowned and snorted, "If you want to fight martial arts, you still cause trouble?!" ”

"I'm going to stay here and fight the martial arts." Zheng Dong lowered his head and repeated, his voice muffled and hard, "I'm not afraid of that shit." ”

He held the bright feather in his hand, and the flowing green after the rain was reflected in his eyes, and the girl's brisk sentence "Good luck to your martial arts!" "As in the ear.

Xiao Qiu's anger seemed to be ignited all of a sudden, and he tried to suppress it: "I'm fucking afraid I can't do it?!" You have no father or mother, that Aunt Zhang pulled you so big, you don't give her a pension to the end?! ”

He looked at the green feather in the young man's hand, and the anger surged up again, and he grabbed Zheng Dong's collar: "What the are you thinking about all day?!" If you die, Li Youqing will shed two tears for you, can it kill you beautifully? Do you know how many tears Aunt Zhang is going to shed?! ”

Zheng Dong's face suddenly turned red, and he pulled Xiao Qiu's hand away: "I didn't think so!" ”

There was a real anger in his eyes.

The two stood in the shadow of the tree under the wind viewing platform, looking at each other's out-of-control expressions.

Zheng Dong lowered his head first: "I don't think about the second brother so much, how can I match. I have that kind of thought about Miss Li. ”

"And what do you want?" Xiao Qiu looked at him, "Watching the decline of the Cuiyu Sword Gate, watching Li Yiqing bear it alone, you can't bear it?" ”

Zheng Dong was silent and raised a pair of reddened eyes.

"Okay, okay." Xiao Qiu lowered his head and sighed angrily, "Second brother really underestimated you." ”

But he raised his head, his brows were still furrowed: "But do you recognize your own catties and taels, Zheng Dong - Li Yiqing doesn't need a sword to kill you, he needs your help?" ”

Anyway, there's always something to do." The young man whispered.

"You're a dog, Zheng Dong."

“.” Zheng Dong looked at him with a pale face.

But Xiao Qiu's face was calm, and his tone was also calm, he was not insulting, he was stating, and this sentence really made Zheng Dong's lips sobble.

"You're not a wolf, you're not a tiger or a leopard, a dog can only stand in front of a strong enough owner." Xiao Qiu said slowly, "You've been doing this role for two years. Now, do you know what a lost dog is? ”

“.” Zheng Dong looked at the second brother in a daze.

He grew up with himself, and he always got more affection from himself than his majestic eldest brother, and he took him to practice martial arts and spend his youth with him, until he came to the state city and mixed up, and he was infected with many bad habits.

Now that the two have not gotten along for nearly two years, he still sees himself through at a glance.

"I actually can't bear it, but Zheng Shou is Zheng Shou, and Cui Yu is Cui Yu." Xiao Qiu lowered his eyebrows and sighed, and suddenly changed the topic, "Have you paid attention to Zhang Junxue?" ”

“.”

"Do you know why she bought this pill? What is she going to do? ”

Zheng Dong looked at the second brother with a stunned look in his eyes.

"Shang Huaitong is right, you are still an immature child." Xiao Qiu sighed lightly, mentioning this name, the young man in front of him gritted his teeth and stared at him, Xiao Qiu ignored it, and continued to say softly, "Second brother has no objection to you helping Cui Yu, you can value love and righteousness, and I am also very happy." But you have to really grow up first - you are five or six years old as the young man surnamed Pei, but how much is the difference between your mind and others? Or you can be as resolute as Zhang Junxue, and the second brother is proud of you when he dies. ”

Zheng Dong's eyes became redder.

"But for now, let's go back first."

Xiao Qiu patted him on the shoulder and said softly.

Zheng Dong pursed his lips for a long time, his throat moved, wiped his eyes, and finally nodded, unable to say a word.

He glanced at the feather in his hand, untied the small leather case around his waist and put it in, and there was a longer and old feather inside, which was already dull in color.

He took it out a little unconsciously and looked at it, and there were also inscriptions on it, but it was very unparticular and did not pay attention.

Zheng Dong unconsciously flipped it in his hand, and then put it back back in a daze.

"Let's go." Xiao Qiu sighed, "Actually, if you can listen to these words, you can think about it more seriously, and it won't be so tight if you don't go back-Qijiao Cave is building a famous and decent archway"

Zheng Dong nodded.

"Let's go, let's-"

His voice was drowned out, and in the midst of the rain, a loud explosion erupted from the upper floor of the Capture Moon.

The two of them suddenly looked up in shock, the rain of broken wood exploded on the wall of the building, and among the flying wood pillars, a green swallow broke out of the wall.

"What." Zheng Dong was stunned.

"Leave it alone." Xiao Qiu frowned and grabbed his arm, just this glance, he could already see that this person's strength was firmly above him, "Let's go." ”

The two of them avoided the distance together with the noisy and screaming crowd, but after walking not far, Zheng Dong, who had been turning his head to pay attention, suddenly exclaimed: "Miss Li! ”

He stopped, and subconsciously turned around and ran.

Xiao Qiu grabbed him, twisted his eyebrows and looked back, and pressed his sword: "I'll go!" You go back to the carriage first! ”

"I'll be waiting for you right here."

——

Yang Yan broke through the wall.

The other party stabbed out with a cane, and the surging true qi was like a blizzard wind.

True qi is separated from the body, seven lives.

Before this surging power, Yang Yan's heart seemed to be tightly gripped, and when he flew out of the building, he glanced back and saw that the entire staircase had been twisted into pieces.

If you implement your original plan, you will lose the gamble at this time.

"The murderer is here!" He roared, "Please help the righteous! ”

After leaving the building, he did not rush into the crowd, but stepped on the wall of the building and jumped upward the moment he left the old man's field of vision.

But this little trick of counteracting did not have the slightest effect, and the next moment, the old man's thin white face appeared in front of him.

The message revealed in this face was very clear, the old man had no other purpose for him, and that he would kill him if he did not capture him alive or ask him—perhaps he had recognized his origin.

The old man behind him pounced like a lion and tiger, and Yang Yan flew in the air and glanced downstairs. Many faces were raised in the garden, frightened or dazed, frowning or calm, but they all stood still, and none of them flew up.

(End of chapter)