The sound of the leaky pot is two, and the second watch day has arrived. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

People have long since fallen asleep.

A faint moonlight shrouded the Green Pine Inn, and there was silence.

But seeing a flash of black shadows, it seemed that someone had climbed over the wall to enter, and he came to Ji Cangyu's guest room like the wind, skillfully pried open the door, and quietly flashed into the house.

The room was pitch black, and the man in black walked gently to the window and pushed it open, and the hazy moonlight shone on the small table next to the window, on which Ji Cangyu's sword was placed.

The man in black swept his gaze over the sword, making sure that there was no mechanism placed on it, and drew it without hesitation. He drew his sword with such skill that he didn't make a sound. Although each sword has a different temperament, at a glance at the right talent, the man in black seems to know the sword well. It seems that he was an expert with a sword, but it is suspicious that he came without a weapon.

All this did not wake Ji Cangyu, who was still asleep. Imagine how many people in today's martial arts can come and go freely beside Ji Cangyu, who has strong internal strength, without disturbing him?

With a sword in hand, the man in black moved towards Ji Cangyu's bed.

There was still silence all around, but at this moment, in the veins of a person, the blood was boiling. He's about to succeed, and he's finally able to avenge his enemies with blood.

But at this moment, the moment that the man in black had been waiting for many years, Ji Cangyu suddenly opened his eyes. Perhaps this is a kind of intuition unique to people in the rivers and lakes when life is threatened.

Ji Cangyu quickly turned to one side, dodged the sword that was about to pierce his heart, grabbed the right shoulder of the man in black with a lightning speed backhand, and then slapped him on the back with a palm.

This move was unexpected and so swift that the man in black was caught off guard.

Ji Cangyu grabbed his hand and used it hard, only to hear the bones "click", the black-clothed man trembled, snorted, and the sword fell off from his hand.

The man in black was really injured.

Ji Cangyu saw that he had lost the strength to resist, so he withdrew a little bit of strength and shouted angrily: "Who are you, why do you want to take someone's life?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black took the opportunity to slam his already badly injured right shoulder with his left hand.

Ji Cangyu was careless for a while, but he was unprepared, and his hands were shaken away by his blow.

The man in black actually survived by self-harm, and if he directly shot back, Ji Cangyu would certainly be on guard. This method of self-injury is the best way to do it. It's a shame that the man in black can figure it out!

In addition, Ji Cangyu should never withdraw a little bit of strength, although this is the embodiment of his kindness. Of course, he didn't think of a man with a sword in his right hand who wanted to stab him to death, but he used his left hand. Ji Cangyu was too light on the enemy, thinking that he had hit the opponent's right shoulder hard, so he was powerless to resist.

As soon as the man in black was free, he unfolded his supernatural body and flashed to the window, and at the same time threw a dagger backwards, using this block to leap out of the retreat left for him by Shicai.

Ji Cangyu hurriedly used his internal strength in his palm, took the oncoming dagger, and raised his sword to chase after him. By this time, the man in black had jumped out of the window and ran towards the forest on the outskirts of the inn.

The man in black was really clever, even if he was seriously injured, Ji Cangyu couldn't catch up for a while, so he could only keep a certain distance from him.

And the beggars Wu and Li heard the sound and rushed out. Their guest room was on the edge of the woods, and the man in black was stopped at this time.

Wu Xing said: "Little thief, where to escape?" As he spoke, he slashed diagonally.

The figure in black flashed, easily dodging the knife, and he continued to run towards the woods without a fight.

Li Dali stepped forward with an arrow step and used the stunt "Twelve Sticks to Beat Dogs".

Wu Xing's delay with a knife has already caught up. He knew the power of "Twelve Sticks to Beat Dogs", and he was not in a hurry to make a move, and watched the battle from the sidelines, wanting to explore the reality of the other party first.

This "Twelve Sticks to Beat Dogs" is a well-known stunt of the beggar gang, and the man in black did not dare to slack off, so he had to face the battle. As soon as he turned around, there was a long soft sword in his left hand, the blade of which glittered in the moonlight, and it was indeed a treasure that sharpened iron like clay.

Who knows, Li Dali's twelve stunts are no match for the few strange swordsmanship after the man in black was injured.

Ji Cangyu, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was also more and more surprised, he couldn't see the way of his martial arts.

Seeing that Li Dali couldn't resist it, Ji Cangyu was about to make a move, but the man in black grasped this gap very well, performed light skills, and disappeared into the darkness of the forest.

Wu and Li wanted to chase him, but were stopped by Ji Cangyu: "Poor Kou Mo chases, there are masters nearby." ”

At this moment, a burst of arrogant laughter rang out.

Ji Cangyu knew who he was, and he was excited in his heart, but on the surface, he said quietly: "Crazy man, please show up." Ji wants to ask you for an old thing. ”

"Master Jizhuang, in the past ten years, isn't it enough to be a fart?" The voice of the madman came from all directions, making people listen to the sound but unable to distinguish the position, this is the famous martial arts "everywhere scattered sound Dafa".

Hearing this, Wu and Li were furious, but Ji Cangyu said calmly: "I hope Your Excellency will no longer avoid the question today, where is the "Rejuvenation Treasure Book" now?"

The voice of the madman Leng Yan came: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." By the way, why is the owner of the village so interested in the "Rejuvenation Treasure Book", a medical book?...... Oh, Leng forgot, Your Excellency and the owner of the medical book are old friends......"

Ji Cangyu said: "Back then, Doctor Gan gave him a treasure book, and then the treasure book was lost in the hands of Ji, how can I not be worried about it......?"

"Well, Leng really admires the foot. In order to retrieve the treasure book for Doctor Gan, he won't even avenge his own child's blood and hatred!"

Ji Cangyu's heart trembled when he heard this, and he didn't realize that he was holding the sword tightly, but then he forcibly suppressed the resentment in his heart, and asked loudly: "Crazy man, what ......is the "Rejuvenation Treasure Book"?"

"Master Jizhuang, there will be a period later. Before Ji Cangyu finished speaking, the scattered sound from the madman had gradually disappeared.

Wu Xing said angrily: "Damn! The madman slipped away, and the thief also ran away." ”

Ji Cangyu frowned, and said in a low voice: "Hey, the madman has repeatedly avoided answering, and if he wants to ask about the whereabouts of the treasure book, I am afraid that it will inevitably be a vicious fight." It's a pity that he hasn't shown up, so let's go back first!"

Back at the inn, Li Dali asked, "Master, do you know where the assassin came from?"

Ji Cangyu shook his head and said, "I don't know, he has come to assassinate many times over the years. He took out the dagger left by the man in black and studied it carefully, "Although he is masked, Ji can feel his breath, and there is no doubt that it is the same person." ”

"Could it be the killer of the Flying Gang?" Wu Xing asked.

"His martial arts are not from the Flying Gang of the Flying Heavens. Ji Cangyu denied.

"What is the owner looking at?" Li Dali asked when he saw Ji Cangyu take out a dagger and lock his eyebrows in contemplation.

"This is the dagger left by the man in black. It's a very ordinary dagger, but the blade has a slight lilac luster, it should be coated with some kind of medicinal juice. Ji Cangyu replied.

"Be careful, I'm afraid it's poisonous!" Li Dali was shocked.

"It's not poison juice, it's a spice, that's weird. Ji Cangyu frowned.

"Spices?" Li Dali continued, puzzled, "Someone else smeared spice on the dagger?"

"What kind of spice?" Wu Xing asked.

"Judging by the smell and color, it should be Huoxiang. Ji Cangyu said.

"Huoxiang?" Wu and Li repeated.

"This has to be reconfirmed by the pharmacist. After speaking, Ji Cangyu asked another question, "The madman is too late to hide from us on weekdays, why did Shicai come forward, and what is his relationship with the black-clothed assassin?"

"Although their martial arts are different, they are the same weird. Li Dali said.

"Doesn't the madman never accept disciples?" Wu Xing was puzzled.

"It's not necessary that they are father and son!" Li Dali boldly guessed.

"The relationship between this is really puzzling!" Ji Cangyu said, "It's late at night, let's rest early!"

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Darkness often gives people an aura of evil, but it can also contain mysterious powers. Darkness can also make people forget some unwanted encounters for a while. People who often work with darkness may like this kind of environment where you can't see anything clearly, and you can't see anything.

A figure huddled in a corner, trying to fully melt himself into the darkness. It was very quiet, except for the extremely subtle fluctuations in the air, and he was afraid that he was holding back the pain on his body and gasping softly. He was used to the darkness. Tonight, let him indulge in this darkness, ignore nothing, and simply enjoy the feeling of being alive!