Chapter 17 From South to North
Lingguan City, in the alley of Nanlai, there is a small yard, called Nanlai Courtyard, all sides are high walls, no matter from the inside and outside, from far and near, the yard looks like sitting in a small city, located in the Lingguan City, quite a bit of the magnificence of the city in the city, during the day, broad daylight, but there is still a fire in the courtyard, the steel elevated brazier, the firewood in the basin, in the courtyard, there are people in brocade clothes wearing purple thread embroidered unicorn totem on the left and right, they wear short knives at their waists, stand in rows, orderly, eighteen people on the left, eighteen people on the right, a total of thirty-six people.
At the front of the courtyard, there is a bench paved with tiger skin, there is a person with loose hair and a purple and gold ghost mask on the chair, and a white tiger is playing with the soles of his feet, tigers, the existence of the lord of beasts, the status of the white tiger is even more incomparable, at the bottom of his feet, it is as quiet as a docile cat, as if he does not even dare to shake his tail easily, Mo Youzhan Tea Kung Fu, an old man with a cane came to the courtyard, and bowed, "Sect Master, the envoys of Kyushu have all returned, waiting to be passed on at any time." β
The ghost-faced man sitting on the tiger skin bench beckoned, "Okay, let them all in." β
"Yes!"
"Spread the messenger of Kyushu!"
The old man roared a few times, and nine people walked in one after another, they were naturally arranged in the order before and after entering the hospital, He Sheng, the murderer of the Changqing Prefecture shadow stealing case, was dressed in white, and was impressively in the column, the old man glanced at the ghost-faced man, and saw that the ghost-faced man did not mean to speak, so he said, "You report your income to the sect master in turn." β
"Yes!"
The nine people said in unison, and the man standing at the front took two steps forward and said, "Sect Master Qi, Lingguan Prefecture Shadow Catcher Fan Can, there are more than 630 people who catch shadows, of which the youngest is nineteen and the oldest is thirty. β
After he finished his dedication, the person in the second position immediately picked up and said, "Sect Master Qiqi, the shadow catcher in Northern Chu Prefecture, Hong Huoshui, and the shadow catcher is five hundred and twenty-eight people." β
Immediately after the third place, "Feng Feng, the shadow catcher of Liangsha Prefecture, three hundred and twelve people who caught shadows." β
Then, "Chen Cao, a shadow catcher in Tai'an Prefecture, has 2,927 shadows." β
"Ahh
Everyone couldn't help but stiffen their tongues, their expressions were stunned, even the person who sat on the white tiger with a purple gold mask on his face couldn't help but take a deep breath, looking at him Chen Cao's gaze looked different, Tai'an City is the capital today, with a large population base, and because it is the capital, there will be a lot of scruples about doing things, and it is really gratifying to be able to achieve such a harvest.
The nine of them have a common name, the Shadow Catcher.
Judging from the content of their report, there is almost one person in each state, and today in Kyushu, there are exactly nine people.
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After everyone finished reporting, when it came to He Sheng, he lowered his head to hide his color, looking difficult to speak, and the old man knocked the cane in his hand to the ground heavily, and said, "He Sheng, the shadow catcher in Changqing Prefecture, the other people have already finished reporting, you can also talk about it." β
"White ...... White Protector, I ......" When the White Protector in front of him and the cruel and ruthless methods of that sect master came to mind, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Long... He Sheng, a shadow catcher in Changqing Prefecture, has a total of three shadow catchers. β
"What, you only took three shadows. β
The ghost-faced man stood up, probably because of the anger at the same time to hurt the white tiger in the soles of his feet, the white tiger shrunk his head and hidden, the ghost-faced man clenched his fist and said, "Eat me a punch, answer me a question, if you are still alive after I ask the question, I will spare you from death." β
He Sheng didn't dare to speak, only lowered his face.
"First, is it Changqing Prefecture, there are only three people born in the month of Zi Nian?"
Before he finished speaking, his fist slammed into He Sheng's chest early, knocking him out dozens of steps away, hitting the courtyard wall, and diffuse cracks appeared on the wall behind him, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
"No, I got relevant information from the Changqing Prefecture Ya, and there are more than 500 people born in Changqing Prefecture. β
"Then why did you only bring back three?"
Before he finished speaking, a heavy fist slammed into He Sheng's chest again, He Sheng received a punch, and then it was difficult to accept the second punch, he fell to the ground and coughed, "Because someone stopped me, not only did he stop me, but he also knew that I was using the Shadow Capture Technique." β
"Oh?" said the ghost-faced man, letting go of his fist, "So, I have wronged you, so get up and tell me what happened." β
Of course, He Sheng didn't feel disobedient, and he didn't dare to deceive, according to the truth, the ghost-faced man heard this, and thought for a moment and said, "I don't know the origin of the flying sword, but the two double swords you mentioned are somewhat like the butterfly purple and green twin swords of the legendary Rotten Sword Mountain Sect Chang Yu Zhenren." β
He changed his tone again and said, "But if it's really the Rotten Sword Mountain Sect, I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to come back, I think it should be the disciple she sat down." β
The ghost-faced man suddenly struck, pinched He Sheng's jaw, forced him to open his mouth, and then slapped the purple pill into his mouth.
"This is the healing elixir in my door, when you leave, I will only teach you the shadow capture technique, when you meet someone from Rotten Sword Mountain, it will be very good if you can come back alive, go down and heal." β
"Thank you, Sect Master. β
A moment ago, he was ruthless to beat He Sheng to death with an iron fist, but now in the blink of an eye, he has been given a healing elixir, so hard and soft, which can not only put pressure on others to make others more diligent and hardworking, but also make the punished not only not resentful, but grateful, scheming, really deep, retreating two steps, He Sheng seemed to think of something, and bowed, "Sect Master, how to deal with the shadow of the disciple of the rotten sword mountain." β
The ghost-faced man didn't have to think about it at all, and said, "Open the altar and let it drift away with the wind, otherwise, the people of Rotten Sword Mountain may trace the spirit and find this place." β
"Yes!"
He Sheng, who received the order, withdrew from the courtyard, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, tried his best to cover up the scars on his body, and bowed down into the carriage he was riding in when he came, in the carriage, Niu was dressed very beautifully, and the woman who wanted to elope was usually dressed very beautifully, she sat in the most conspicuous position of the carriage, and there were four jars the size of wine jars on the corner of her skirt, each jar was pasted with a yellow talisman, and the name was written on the small seal, and the yellow talisman pasted on the rightmost jar was written by Yue Linlang, he gently peeled off the talisman paper, opened the jar, pulled the curtain, and let the breeze blow in, and there were wisps of things floating out of the jar, faintly visible, similar to green smokeγ
"Drift away!"
Yue Linlang's shadow was scattered in the wind.
After doing many things, He Sheng looked at Niu Shi and said, "Let's go back." β
Horses are not whipped to drive, very familiar to the old alleys in the south of the city, from the air to see the city of Lingguanzhou, there is a bridge in the middle, the city is divided into two halves in the form of axial symmetry, there is a south courtyard in the south, is facing the north of the courtyard, then it is located in the north to the building, the north to the building is the Lingguan City consumption center, the building is divided into nine floors, the lowest floor to buy daily necessities, the highest floor is used to view the scenery, five, six or seven floors, specializing in food, is a paradise for foodies, among which there is no thornless Suhua fish, it is a well-known specialty of the north to the building, because of the shortage of Suhua fish resources, and the demand for a large population, each person is limited to one within seven days, so there is often a family of three people who take turns to buy fish upstairs, buy it back and eat with your family.
There are, of course, two exceptions.
It was the two old men who were now sitting in the Accord by the window of the north building.
They can order as many as they want.
The two old men sat opposite each other.
The two old men both had white sideburns.
The old man on the left is dressed cleanly, his silver hair is neatly tied, he sits like a pine, and has a kind of majestic atmosphere, and the old man on the right is dirty, unkempt, with a gourd hanging around his waist, and straw sandals are picked on the toes, and the feet of the eight thousand mosquitoes in the city can stink and shake rhythmically.
"Alas, old man, I haven't seen you for a year, and you are still like this, tell me when you will be able to wash. The old man on the left cleaned up his words were full of disgust, but his face smiled brighter than anyone else.
The dirty old man on the right said, "Wash, I don't have the concept of washing, is it still King Xuan's seal after washing?"
"Hey, I don't care if you don't have a Xuan King, I just care if you can come to Beixianglou to drink a few glasses of wine with me every year. β
"Okay, come, I respect you. The dirty old man on the right raised his glass of wine and made a gesture to hand it to the old man opposite.
The clean old man on the left, reaching out to pick it up, never thought that his fingers had just touched the wall of the glass, and the wine glass disappeared with a bang, replaced by a scorching flame, and the clean old man was not flustered, only to see his hand stretched out to the side, and the volley was simply grabbed, as if he was grabbing the air, but when he withdrew his hand, there was something between his fingers, which was obviously the wine glass that had just disappeared, he tilted out the arc, and the wine in the cup poured into the dirty old man's fingers, as if to extinguish the flame between his fingers.
"Hey, hey. β
The dirty old man smiled, his fingers retracted, the flames on his fingertips turned into ice and snow, and the wine froze on the surface in an instant when it was poured down.
"Drinking alcohol hurts your stomach, it's good to eat ice. β
After the dirty old man finished speaking, he flicked his fingers and flicked the ice cubes on his fingertips to the old man opposite, the well-dressed old man didn't say anything, just smiled the same, pointed out two fingers, and pointed to the oncoming ice cubes, a difficult to see but real Gang Qi continued to converge from his fingers to the ice cubes, the dirty old man also pushed forward his palm when he saw the situation, and activated the Gang Qi, and the two Gang Qi on the left and right sides kept gathering, and in the center, the ice ball was hanging in the air, turning rapidly, the clothes of the two people rose and fell, and the hunting sound, as if they were in a strong wind, the chopsticks and wine glasses on the table were all like a premonition before the earthquake, each trembling at a different rhythmγ
"Stop it. β
"No, you take it first. β
The two competed like children, and the cleanly dressed old man couldn't help it, so he shook his head and said, "I'll count one, two, three, why don't we stop at the same time, otherwise Su Huayu will be ruined." β
Indeed, judging from the current level of shaking of the table, it will soon collapse, such as the collapse of the table, and the table full of good wine and good food will naturally not be spared.
"Okay, okay, you count. β
"One, two. β
"Three!"
"Brush!"
Both of them stopped as agreed, but the puck turned into water and did not hit the ground normally, but flew to the left and sprayed on the face of the cleanly dressed old man.
"Didn't I say to stop at the same time?"
The clean old man, who had a good temper and character, finally got angry.
The dirty old man yelled unreasonably, "Take it, I will take it if you count to three, who said I confiscated it." After roaring, he smiled and said, "But when I received it, I just made a little effort." β
"Excessive!"