Just as the dawn first fell, and at the end of the night, the East China Sea suddenly swelled with wind and waves. Looking away, but seeing the waves rise and fall, the rumbling is like thunder, the waves hit the shore, and the ink waves explode into white flowers all over the sky, splashing several feet high and low, and the momentum is not amazing.

On the beach, beside a few bonfires that have not yet been burned, there are people lying or sitting, or sleeping with knives, or already drunk.

There are still several sea boats moored on the shore, and there are also people on board, very vigilant, always staring intently at the depths of the Central Plains, the end of the beach.

These people, male and female, old and young, dressed very differently from Middle-earth, and even their hair buns were different from those of the Han Chinese. A wide sleeve clogs, unkempt, in the arms of the hands are all received with odd-shaped blades, like a knife not a knife, like a sword not a sword, short is more than a foot, long is six feet, black sheath snow blade, still sharp.

Fuso ronin.

Among them, many of them were wounded, either by hidden weapons or by swords, with broken arms and missing fingers, and covered in blood.

Aboard.

A gray-robed man sat cross-legged, with a horizontal sword on his lap, and said in a stiff tone: "What is the origin of this world alliance? Why do you always have trouble with us? ”

This person's eyes were gloomy as water, and his words were full of indescribable resentment, gritting his teeth with hatred, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Someone on the side immediately answered: "This world alliance is extraordinary, it dominates the Central Plains, and the masters are like clouds, all you can do now is to temporarily avoid the edge and retreat." ”

"Retreat?" The gray-robed man's eyes suddenly condensed, and his old-fashioned expression suddenly became a little hideous, "A master is like a cloud? Compared to my Fuso Kendo, they are all incompetent people who are useless. One day in the future, when my kendo is completed, I will definitely sweep away the so-called Central Plains martial arts. ”

The person who answered was a fat man, with a round body, dressed in brocade clothes, dressed as a businessman, looking at him amiably, with a smile on his face, but there was a secret disdain in his eyes.

The fat man stood aside with his hands on his sleeves, looked at the festering scars on the gray-robed man's cheeks, and took a step back quietly, and then said with a smile: "I advise you to retreat as far as you want." At that time, the Tianmeng also got the shipbuilding skills of the Dutch from somewhere, and now the people and horses on the two major waterways of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River are all moving when they hear the wind, and they have the meaning of commanding the seven seas. ”

Speaking of this, the fat man couldn't help but be amazed, they all knew that the Tianxia Alliance had risen, but they didn't expect that person's ambition was so big, it didn't count as dominating the Central Plains, and he didn't even intend to let go of the West and the sea.

The gray-robed man also calmed down, and said in a deep voice: "Don't you want me to return to Fusang?" ”

The fat man sneered: "Fuso? Just your small country, hehe......"

He wanted to say more, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the long sword in the gray-robed man's hand was slowly raised, and he immediately smiled strangely, and took a few steps back, "Anyway, how did I entrust you to do something?" Is there anything I want? ”

The gray-robed man looked old-fashioned and stiff, and said with a smile: "What was the price we talked about before?" ”

The fat man squinted and smiled: "Didn't you say 10,000 taels?" ”

The gray-robed man laughed strangely, "You are mistaken, it's obviously 30,000 taels." ”

Before the fat man could speak, the gray-robed man said, "Two days ago, I met a group of ronins at sea and got a corpse from them. ”

"I see, hehe, the price is easy to say," the fat man's eyes flashed, and he was busy curious, "What kind of corpse?" ”

At the mention of the word "corpse", the gray-robed man's eyes seemed filled with an unspeakable shock, and then he ordered a roll of straw mats to be brought out from under the plank.

Just waiting for the straw mat to spread out, everyone on the boat subconsciously held their breath and condensed, and they didn't dare to take a breath of air.

But there was a corpse wrapped in the straw mat, an unusual dead man.

Although this man was lifeless and had been out of breath for many days, there was not the slightest sign of decay on his body, not even a trace of peculiar smell, and he looked as if he was asleep, as if he was still alive.

As soon as the fat man saw this person, his smiling eyes widened involuntarily, and it was difficult to take his eyes off.

I saw that the corpse was a middle-aged man, stripped of his clothes, his shoulders were wider than ordinary people, his skin was like bronze, burly and strong, his two thick eyebrows were as thick as a dragon and a snake, and his appearance was very majestic.

The gray-robed man asked tentatively, "Although it is almost late autumn now, this corpse can not decay or deteriorate under the immersion of seawater, and his face is always fresh, could it be the overseas god you mentioned in the Central Plains?" ”

The fat man circled around the corpse for half a circle and said softly, "Have you asked where those people found this corpse?" ”

The gray-robed man grinned, "Yes, but that's another price." ”

The fat man asked again, "Have you touched the corpse?" ”

The gray-robed man stood up and said lightly: "Naturally, I have moved, and there was a ragged clothes and ...... before"

The other party seemed to be deliberately whetting people's appetites, and there was no more after speaking.

It wasn't until the fat man took out a few silver tickets from his arms that the gray-robed man took them and said with a smile: "And a piece of jade pendant, with the word 'Zhu' on it." In addition, the corpse originally had a flying knife in its hand, but I saw it useless and threw it into the sea. ”

"Throwing knives?" The fat man's face suddenly became a little calm, but the pupils in his eyes were shrinking sharply, "Is it really a flying knife?" ”

The gray-robed man nodded, "Can't be wrong, that flying knife is three inches long, very ordinary." ”

The fat man's gaze suddenly froze, and fell on the center of the corpse's eyebrows, where there was a shallow blood hole, but it was not a knife wound, but a sword wound.

Kill with a single sword.

This shows that this person had fought against at least two supreme masters before he died.

The fat man couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Flying knives, sword wounds, the owner of this flying knife and the person who made the sword, it is not difficult to guess when you look at the rivers and lakes.

More than three months ago, since Li Xunhuan and others went to sea, there was finally news.

The fat man noticed the change in the sword wound a few more times, and not only did it not rot or deteriorate, but it also formed a bloody scab, which was like seeing a ghost alive.

The gray-robed man couldn't help but ask, "Is he not dead?" ”

The fat man sighed lightly: "How is it possible, this person has been dead for more than half a month, and his appearance seems to be intact, but his vitality is gone, his breath has been broken, and he is so terrible swordsmanship." ”

The gray-robed man still felt unbelievable, the person died to ashes, but after this person died, there was such an incredible miraculous change, I really dare not imagine.

"How could that ......?"

The fat man glanced at the other party with a smile, and smiled meaningfully: "Want to know?" ”

Then he saw the fat man flip with one hand, take out a short blade from his sleeve, and then squatted down, the blade sank, and broke the body on the spot from chest to abdomen.

Only under the frightened gaze of a group of people, the fat man turned the liver and intestines of the corpse while smiling and wondering: "The reason why he has this extraordinary change is because he took a miracle medicine before his death, just because the effect of the medicine is too domineering, even after death, it will not be dispersed, and it can still promote the lungs and intestines, so as to ensure the longevity of the body." But when the effect of the medicine is exhausted, the corpse is nothing more than an ordinary skin, turning to ashes in the blink of an eye. ”

"Miracle medicine?" The gray-robed man's eyes lit up, "What medicine?" ”

The fat man suddenly pursed his lips and smiled, muttering, "Found it." ”

His right hand was withdrawn from the internal organs, and a small dark pill appeared in his palm.

Facing the gray-robed man's gaze, the fat man bared his teeth and smiled: "Elixir!" ”

After that, he threw the blood-stained pill into his mouth.

(End of chapter)

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