It's lunchtime.

Among the well-known restaurants in the area, they are crowded early.

Well, it's a squeeze, not a squeeze.

Diners who don't know each other are crowded together at the same table, each ordering their own food, and taking care of their taste buds.

The four-person table in the corner was also full of guests.

There was a man in white among them.

From a distance, he looks like a rich boy, because he is a little extravagant.

Take two steps forward and look at it again, but it looks like a ranger, because there is a bit of dust.

When I looked closely, I felt that he should be a scholar, because he was too thin and honest.

Jiang Yichen didn't put too much flesh and fur on his face, only made some moves on his eyebrows, eyes, nose bridge and cheeks.

It doesn't have to be completely changed from head to toe, as long as it is unremarkable, light, and not eye-catching.

At this moment, in his right hand, he held a piece of beef brisket with a few shallots hanging from it and a few wisps of soup in it.

In his left hand, he grabbed a large chicken thigh with thin and clear skin and firm white flesh.

In front of him, in addition to the pot of braised beef brisket and most of the white chopped chicken that had just been torn off one of its legs, there are also crispy roast duck with a full plate of oil, and a fish head covered by layers of chili peppers.

That is to say, this restaurant can be eaten locally, otherwise you have to eat these grass, flying on the ground, floating on the water, and hidden in the river, and you really have to go to those famous restaurants and inns.

This lunch, Jiang Yichen ate very luxuriously.

It's greedy to look at.

But the appearance of eating is still very elegant.

Jiang Yichen never eats too much on weekdays, at least the food on the table today is enough for him to eat in three or four meals.

It's really that I'm tired and hungry these days, so I specially treated myself.

There is no extravagance and waste, and it is not intended to be covetous.

These days, he is busy killing people.

In order to make a big enough noise, he needs to kill a lot of people.

In order to make the martial arts in the Shuqian area popular, he needs to kill people quietly, and there is no way for people to trace his traces.

In order to create the most sensational effect in the shortest possible time, he did everything fast enough and taught people to know it later.

It's like the fast horse running to Jiangning County!

From the planning to the implementation of this operation, except for the old man who was separated by thousands of rivers and mountains through a letter, it was all improved by Jiang Yichen himself.

And in the past few days, when the plan has been put into practice, it has obviously been more laborious.

If it weren't for the small half and two taels of pork on his face, it would have been only five days later, and Xiao Jiang would have been so thin that his cheekbones were abrupt.

In the past five days, not a single pig has died under Jiang Yichen's sword, but there are forty-nine people in the rivers and lakes.

The reason why he can still eat lunch so with relish and eat with such a clear conscience is because he has found enough reasons and excuses to kill people long before he determines these targets.

The relevant information of each person is not only supported by the intelligence provided by the secret department of the Moral League, but also supported by the income collected and inspected by Feipiao and others at the Yanhui Inn in Xijiang County.

Whether it is to punish the people for the evil and eliminate the evil, or to eliminate corruption and poison for the Zhongzhou martial arts, those who died can be said to be innocent.

Among the dead were seven of the thirteen people who forced Jiang Yichen off the Yinyang Bridge on the day of the Hundred Flowers Conference.

There are dozens of people in the rivers and lakes, including more than a dozen gangs of different sizes, and there are few substantive connections and interactions between individuals from different gangs, and there are not many commonalities, so it is easy to connect the causes of death of these people.

Involving a wide range of areas, few points of implication of the deceased, different strengths and weaknesses, etc., all kinds of disorderly and asymmetrical information are fed back to the surface, and it has become an extremely complicated situation.

If they were to know that the culprit was enjoying himself and feasting on a large sum of money, they would have swarmed here at the first time to crush to pieces!

Coincidentally, there is really a person who knows what Jiang Yichen has been doing recently, sitting directly opposite him.

It's a pity that this person seems to be a mute, and he has not said a word from the moment he entered the door.

This person is not a dumb person, after all, he also asked the shopkeeper for a table of food.

But there were only two kinds of food on the table.

A large bowl of rice and rice soup are full of porridge, and two fist-sized plain white steamed buns, which are extremely simple.

With that walker dress, if it weren't for the hair on his head, it would not be inappropriate to consider him an ascetic.

In fact, this person is much darker and stronger than Jiang Yichen, but it is not difficult to see from the loose skin that it should be the recent weight loss, and this person is undoubtedly the purple wind that slipped from the medicine valley with Jiang Yichen.

Purple Wind is an indispensable and important part of this operation.

In order to maximize his influence, Jiang Yichen spread the front very wide.

Killing twenty-three people from five gangs in a row overnight, Jiang Yichen alone can do it, but it is difficult to ensure that it will not affect the deployment of the next operation.

Handed over the slightly weaker characters on the same route to Zifeng to deal with, while improving the efficiency of action, the time difference formed the illusion of one person's doing, which was the help that Zifeng brought to Jiang Yichen.

It's just that the big young man who walked out of the shadow of the Destroyed Stone Mansion, abandoned his director and switched to a sword in the past three years, and when he was escorting the father and daughter of the Niu family, he saw the death of his loved ones again, and the storms he has experienced over the years, or the killings he has experienced, are not as good as Jiang Yichen's eleventh.

Of course, this may have something to do with a mistake three days ago, and the other party kicked him hard in the stomach.

In view of the meticulousness of this action plan, this kick of the purple wind is already the biggest damage suffered by the duo.

Two days ago, Jiang Yichen asked Zifeng to stop, firstly out of concern about Zifeng's condition, and secondly, as the wind spread day by day, every day passed, the difficulties they faced became heavier.

Even he himself was unsurprisingly targeted.

He can easily get rid of the few eyeliners, but there is a tail that is extremely difficult to shake off.

It was in order to shake off the tail that he accidentally bumped into the little bear and Wu Liqi of the Dragon Slayer Pavilion.

Fortunately, his tail was successfully shaken off, and he didn't suffer any losses at the hands of the two of them in the Dragon Slaying Pavilion.

Although the Dragon Slayer Pavilion could not prove that he was the mysterious killer, this incident only added to the murderous name.

Today's meal was said to be practiced by Zifeng, and they parted ways.

One person will continue to kill people and continue to deal with these Jianghu people.

The other was to go back to Jiangning to listen to the instructions.

But the two of them were obviously eating at the same table, so they had to pretend not to know each other, and they had to rely on their wits to cover their eyes.

What is placed in front of you and what you eat in your mouth is even more different.

It's so weird, it's so funny, and if it weren't for the all-encompassing variety in this restaurant, this scene would be intriguing.

Even better, there were no women, no children, no old people and no monks sitting at the same table, just simple farmers, who took care of eating after the table, and chatted about their parents from time to time, so that the two of them had a little room to speak.

"Brother, if you have a bad appetite, go to the doctor to see, you can't go on like this. ”

Jiang Yichen munched on the chicken leg and showed a kind and compassionate look to the walker opposite.

Jiang Yichen naturally knew what was wrong with Zifeng, but his fake doctor, who knew a little about fur, couldn't diagnose what was wrong.

The meaning of the words is to let Zifeng go to the Medicine Valley when he returns to Jiangning, so that the professionals can take a look and don't leave any root causes.

Zifeng raised his head when he heard this, swallowed a small mouthful of steamed buns, pressed down his tearful eyes, and smiled bitterly at Jiang Yichen.

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In the Cave of Death, before the ghost could open his mouth to argue, a white shadow floated into the arena scolding.

"It's him, it's him, it's him!"