When Lin Shoucheng walked into the study on the third floor of Tingtao Tower, the blood that was boiling just now cooled down instantly, because there was an uninvited guest waiting for him.

This person sat behind the bookcase very casually, wearing a bright yellow robe, and when he saw Lin Shoucheng coming in, he was full of smiles, and he tilted his head to look at him, it was Murong Wencai of the Murong family in Gusu.

Lin Shoucheng frowned: "Although this Tingtao Tower is not a Longtan tiger's den, it can be regarded as a well-guarded one, Murong Gongzi is so uninvited and uninvited, and the Gusu Murong family is a good light skill." ”

Murong Wencai didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in his words, and smiled faintly: "It's over, I have something important to discuss with the owner of the village, and I have to visit late at night, so don't blame me." ”

Lin Shoucheng snorted from his nose, and the boss sat down unhappily: "Murong Gongzi comes and goes freely in this village is not something that only happens today, please tell me if you have anything important." ”

Murong Wencai smiled disappreciatively: "The owner of the village also knows that he has been worrying about the bloody case of Guizhuang all day and night, and under the secret visit, I really discovered a secret." ”

Obviously with ulterior motives, but what to say about worrying about the bloody case, Lin Shoucheng really felt that the young man in front of him was thicker than those so-called old rivers and lakes, and he smiled sarcastically at the moment: "What secret?"

Murong Wencai said with a mysterious smile: "I heard that the village has been haunted recently, and many people have seen Gu Qingyi's ghost, right?"

Lin Shoucheng had a calm face: "So what?"

Murong Wencai asked rhetorically, "The owner of the village won't really believe that it's a ghost, right?"

Lin Shoucheng stared at Murong Wencai's eyes: "You mean it's a ghost pretending to be someone?"

Murong Wen smiled proudly: "I know who the person pretending to be a ghost is, I saw it." ”

Lin Shoucheng's whole body was shocked: "Who is it?"

Murong Wencai smiled hesitantly: "Master Lin, don't worry, we should talk about the conditions first." ”

Lin Shoucheng's brows furrowed: "Conditions?"

"That's right," Murong Wencai nodded, "In the current Tingtao Villa, in addition to the people from the official mansion, the Wudang faction has died, the Tang Sect in Shuzhong has disappeared, plus the Songshan Shaolin, the Lingnan Sword Sect, plus our Gusu Murong, it is really lively." I'm afraid no one will believe that these people have gathered here to investigate a few ordinary bloody cases. With the current strength of Tingtao Villa, the old owner of the village has gone crazy, and with the current martial arts of the owner, I am afraid that you will not be able to fight against any of them, so you need allies. ”

Lin Shoucheng thought thoughtfully: "Oh, do I need allies?"

Murong Wencai was very proud, everything was developing in the direction he wanted: "Of course you need to, I will naturally not be alone, I also have my allies, if we form an alliance and have our assistance, you can fight against any force, and of course you can also know the secrets we know." ”

Lin Shoucheng looked as if he was a little moved: "Then what about the conditions?"

Murong Wencai smiled: "Of course, we also want to know the secrets of your villa, for example, the secret of that sword. ”

Lin Shoucheng didn't seem to understand: "What sword?"

The smile on Murong Wencai's face disappeared, and he looked a little disappointed: "It seems that the owner of the village doesn't want to share the secrets you have, can't you see that Tingtao Villa has now reached the point of life and death?"

Lin Shoucheng had a smile on his face: "As a descendant of the Lin family, everything in Tingtao Villa is not only the father, but also the joint efforts of several generations of the Lin family. Even if it really comes to the point of life and death, even if you can't catch it, you have to straighten your waist and face it, how can you sell yourself for survival, forget your ancestors, and shame the ancestors of the Lin family. ”

He looked at Murong Wencai, and there was a little more sneering on his face: "I'm not like you, I think what a hero the ancestors of the Murong clan were back then, although they were from the Xianbei clan, from the two Jin Dynasty to the Sixteen Kingdoms period, the Great Yan Kingdom was established for a while, and it was brilliant for a while, Murong Ke and Murong Jun were all big heroes, big husbands, hundreds of years later, their descendants actually did chicken and dog thieves, extortion, and blackmail, and they ran to me in front of me to coerce me into making an alliance with you, I really don't know if your ancestors will jump out of the grave in anger when they know what you did?"

Murong Wencai was scolded so much that his face turned red and white for a while, and it was not easy to attack.

Lin Shoucheng looked at him coldly: "Murong Gongzi, you better please go back, I am not interested in knowing the secrets of the ghosts you know, you might as well go and negotiate with the ghosts to see if he will be interested, as for the alliance, I am really ashamed to be in the company, I can only thank you for your kindness." ”

Murong Wencai stood up stupidly, and wanted to make a final effort: "Master Lin, you might as well consider our suggestion, you don't want to share the secret of that sword, but sooner or later they will turn it over, and then the entire mountain villa will fall into a situation from which it will never recover, we can really help you." ”

Lin Shoucheng nodded: "Thank you for your kindness." Then he closed his eyes, indicating that he did not want to talk again.

Murong Wencai had no choice, walked to the window and turned around to look at Lin Shoucheng hatefully, and disappeared into the night through the window.

Lin Shoucheng sat quietly, still thinking about what Murong Wen had just said, the secret of that sword, that sword? Yes, that sword!

Murong Wencai seems to know that what he knows is just the skin, with that person, how can Lin Shoucheng need other allies? In front of that person, what Gusu Murong is just a clown who sits arrogantly and watches the sky, even if he is the leader of the world, he is also a chess piece to be played with in front of that person, including him Lin Shoucheng.

Thinking of that person, Lin Shoucheng seemed to see his black figure, black mask, and black and eerie aura of death. He wanted to get rid of this suffocating fear, this sense of powerlessness, and he needed to practice his sword.

He suddenly got up, drew his sword out of the sheath, his body was like a swimming dragon, the sword was like a frightening flood, and for a time the room was full of his dancing sword shadows, the candle flame flickered, and the sword light flashed.

At this moment, outside the window, on the eaves, there is a round black shadow quietly lurking, it is the obese but proud Zhang idiot. He heard all the conversations between Lin Shoucheng and Murong Wencai just now, and at this moment, he was also thinking about what they said just now, it seems that this Gusu Murong is really not good. The secret of that sword, what sword?