When Fu Cheng came out, he saw the traces left by Yang Lei, his blood stains extended out from the end of the alley, and finally stayed in the middle of the alley, Fu Cheng knew that this was the place where he died.

Yang Lei's body has been taken away, but this bloodstain has not had time to be cleaned, Fu Cheng looked back along this bloodstain, the bloodstain meandered, and the other end was connected to his broken temple.

Fu Cheng turned his head and continued to walk, there were some swordsmen on both sides of the road, their eyes stayed on Fu Cheng, Fu Cheng walked very calmly and silently. But in his heart, he couldn't wait to break free from Liuyin Alley, Fu Cheng didn't know what was wrong with Zhou Xuanyi, he was actually a little stiff when he walked out of Liuyin Alley, after so many years, he still couldn't get used to the smell of blood.

It wasn't until he walked out of Liuyin Lane that Fu Cheng took a deep breath, and he inhaled the fragrance of the noodle stall next to him, and then he felt that he was a living person.

Fu Cheng stopped, leaned against the wall, untied the wine gourd around his waist and poured a big sip, the spicy wine rushed down his throat, and Fu Cheng felt warm. Fu Cheng leaned against the wall, hidden in the shadows, and at this time, the entire Bailu City had just woken up, and no one noticed him. Fu Cheng felt a sense of sadness emanating from the inside out, and he drank for a while, feeling that he was feeling better before continuing to walk.

Fucheng wandered aimlessly in Bailu City, and somehow walked to the East Gate Theater.

"Hey, bro!" someone called himself from afar.

Fu Cheng looked at it and saw a person walking towards him, he was wearing a cyan Confucian shirt, at first glance he looked like a scholar, but when he walked in, he felt that this scholar was a little different, and unbuttoned his chest, revealing a piece of jade, the line of this jade was very short, just resting on his protruding collarbone. The sleeve of one hand was also pulled up to the elbow, and Fu Cheng judged that no Confucian student wore it like this.

Fu Cheng almost didn't recognize him, isn't he Bian Qinghe, the owner of the East Gate Theater?

Bian Qinghe unloaded his play costume, but the whole person didn't look girly at all, if not, Fu Cheng definitely didn't believe that Bian Qing was nearly forty years old, and he still looked like a young man in his early twenties. Although Bian Qinghe's figure is a little thin, I don't know if Fu Cheng has seen his kung fu before or what's wrong, this person not only doesn't look thin in front of Fu Cheng, but also looks very manly.

Bian Qinghe is a temperamental person, he doesn't want to say a word to the people he doesn't like, but he has more words for the people he can see, and it just so happens that Fucheng belongs to the people he likes.

Bian Qinghe greeted Fu Cheng warmly and said, "Friend, why are you going?"

Fu Cheng also gave Bian Qinghe a smile and said, "Go out and buy incense." ”

"I have it at home, I'll give you some. Bian Qinghe beckoned Fucheng over.

Fu Cheng was infected by Bian Qinghe's warm voice, and suddenly felt not so uncomfortable, and followed Bian Qinghe into the opera garden. The garden is still being decorated, the mess of tables, chairs and benches has been cleaned up, and a few carpenters are repairing the central stage.

There was a man among the carpenters who was different from the others, and he looked up when Bian Qinghe walked over with Fu Cheng. Fu Cheng guessed at a glance that this was definitely Zhao Hu's second father, his face was very good, and Fu Cheng remembered that his eyes were quite big.

"Qinghe?" the man shouted, meaning to let Bian Qinghe introduce him.

Bian Qinghe wanted to hug Fu Cheng's shoulders to express his enthusiasm, and thought that Fu Cheng didn't like others to touch him, so he smiled and said: "This is the ...... of the Tiger classmate" Bian Qinghe paused again, he originally thought that Fu Cheng was the Tiger classmate and his father, but when the words came to his mouth, he didn't know what the relationship between Fu Cheng and Jin Ling was, and he didn't look like a father and daughter, so he changed his wording and said, "This is Mr. Tiger Academy's ......"

Bian Qinghe paused again, he originally thought that Fucheng was the concubine of Mr. Zhao Hu Academy, but Bian Qinghe guessed that Fucheng and Zhou Xuanyi had that kind of relationship, how could he come out in front of Fucheng, and he didn't know how to explain it for a while. In the end, I could only say dryly: "This is my friend." ”

Fu Cheng felt funny when he heard Bian Qinghe introduce himself with twists and turns, and said, "I'm Jinling's brother." ”

Zhao Hu's second father heard Zhao Hu talk about Jin Ling, and he immediately understood, and said, "My name is Zhao He." ”

Bian Qinghe was particularly proud: "Fate, right? Both of us have a river in our names." ”

Fu Cheng didn't understand what there was to be proud of, and smiled awkwardly.

Bian Qinghedao: "Hey, look at my memory, I'll go get you incense, what do you like?"

Fu Cheng said: "Smoked." ”

Bian Qinghe: "......"

Bian Qinghe was stunned for a while, turned around and went into the house to get incense, and after a while, he came out with a burden and said: "This is good, it tastes great, someone else gave it to me, I haven't used it for a while, I just gave it to you." ”

Fu Cheng thanked him, and he didn't dare to stay for a while when he came out, he had to rush back to the ruined temple.

Bian Qinghe gave him a ride, and said as he walked: "Is there a dead person in your family?"

Fu Cheng thought to himself that it was really easy for people to misunderstand this, but it seemed that it was really such a thing, so he said, "Yes, don't make a noise about this." ”

"I know it all. Bian Qinghe is an old man, he knows these things, and yesterday the Dongmen Theater was like this, and he could guess what happened to him in Fucheng, and said: "It's still the same sentence, you have something to help me find." ”

"Done. Fu Cheng agreed, thinking that Bian Qinghe was really good in addition to having a big temper. Fu Cheng didn't know why, at this time he had zero curiosity, and asked: "Zhao He is not from the rivers and lakes?" Fu Cheng is very good at reading people, especially whether he has practiced martial arts, in Fu Cheng's eyes, he can see at a glance that the whole person who practices martial arts has a different perception of the world than ordinary people, especially those who have fought in blood. But he looked at Zhao He just now, and he had a calloon on his hand, but he was definitely not a person who practiced martial arts, and seemed to be an ordinary carpenter.

"yes. Bian Qinghe knew that Fu Cheng was a smart person, and probably guessed his origin a long time ago, and said: "He didn't know anything when he met me." ”

Fu Cheng seemed to have found someone to talk to, and asked, "That...... I'm angry, how can I coax you?"

Bian Qinghe looked at Fu Cheng suspiciously, and always felt that Fu Cheng's words were a little funny, but he immediately changed his face, and Bian Qinghe's expression was generally summed up as "Sure enough".

"What's wrong, angry?" asked Bian Qinghe.

"yes, angry. "Fu Cheng doesn't know how to talk to Bian Qinghe.

Bian Qinghe said, "Why are you angry?"

"How do I know this?" Fu Cheng was also a little angry, this is inexplicable, Fu Cheng probably can't guess Zhou Xuanyi's mind in his life, but Fu Cheng can't tell Bian Qinghe about the bad things in Liuyin Lane.

Bian Qinghe felt hopeless when he saw Fucheng, and said: "You have to ask why you are angry, he is not a girl, you should buy expensive jewelry and coax it? What if it is a misunderstanding? How did you get over the past two years?"

"No, we ......" Fu Cheng felt that he couldn't explain clearly, Fu Cheng felt that Bian Qinghe also had a little bit of truth halfway through, Fu Cheng didn't even know why Zhou Xuanyi was angry, he opened his mind at the moment, and thanked Bian Qinghe and rushed towards the broken temple.

When Fu Cheng entered, Zhou Xuanyi couldn't see any signs of anger, and he didn't know whether he had thought it out clearly or covered it up, Fu Cheng knew that Zhou Xuanyi was used to covering up.

Jin Ling is really sleepy, she is still a girl, sleepiness comes when she comes, not as powerful as Fucheng, even if she doesn't sleep for three or three nights, she can still be vigilant. When Fu Cheng left, he saw Jin Ling's sleepy face, so he sent her to rest.

Fu Cheng first lit the incense sent by Bian Qinghe, preparing to smoke the bloody gas in the temple. Fucheng lit three incense sticks everywhere in the corner, and after doing these, he put on three incense sticks to the severed head Buddha in the broken temple, and the expression of Fucheng when he worshipped the Buddha was not pious, and others felt strange when they looked at him, Jin Ling felt several times that Fucheng worshipping Buddha had nothing to do with any Buddha nature, but it seemed that the whole broken temple was even more weird.

But Zhou Xuanyi doesn't see it that way, and he doesn't know if he likes it, so he will look up to him when he sees what Fucheng does. Fu Cheng clasped his hands together, and when he closed his eyes, his long eyelashes hung down, like two hairy fans, and the fire cloud pattern on his forehead, which looked a little Zen at this time.

Zhou Xuanyi kept watching when he was worshipping the Buddha in Fucheng, he looked at Fucheng inside and out, Fucheng is still the same Fucheng, he looks very good, his personality is like a big yellow dog at the entrance of the village, will Fucheng do such a thing? Zhou Xuanyi was a little suspicious in the morning, but now it seems to have disappeared.

Fu Cheng made a Buddha salute to the severed head Buddha, and then when he turned around, he saw Zhou Xuanyi looking at himself, and the two Rao eyes just looked at each other, and there was no place to hide.

Zhou Xuanyi spoke first and said, "Your incense can smoke the living to death and the dead to life." ”

Fu Cheng shook the tip of his nose, and was immediately choked, and Bian Qinghe's fragrance was also louder. Fu Cheng sucked too hard, and immediately coughed repeatedly.

Zhou Xuanyi looked at Fu Cheng's stupid appearance, and suddenly wanted to laugh a little.

Fu Cheng sniffed and said, "What are you laughing at? Alas, are you angry in the morning?"

Zhou Xuanyi originally thought, who was angry? But when Fucheng spoke, it sounded muffled with a thick nasal voice, and Zhou Xuanyi suddenly relented and snorted.

Since Fu Cheng had spoken, he wanted to ask this matter clearly, and said, "What do you have to be angry about?"

The other party had already spoken, and Zhou Xuanyi didn't want to hide it, so he said, "Why did Jin Ling follow you?"

Fu Cheng never expected it to be because of this matter, he was stunned, pointed to himself and asked: "Do you think I trained her to be a perverted female devil because I can't kill people and let Jin Ling help me do those dirty things?" Fu Cheng became more and more cold, mainly because he didn't expect Zhou Xuanyi to think of him like this.

Zhou Xuanyi once thought so, but Fu Cheng came out in one breath and still made Zhou Xuanyi feel frightened, Zhou Xuanyi had nothing to say, and acquiesced.

"Heh-" Fu Cheng let out a deep mockery from the depths of his throat, this sound was like a thorn, piercing into Zhou Xuanyi's heart impartially.

Fu Cheng didn't get angry, he rarely used anger to express his emotions, he just felt ...... It's a little uncomfortable, it turns out that Fucheng is such a person in Zhou Xuanyi's heart.

Fu Cheng said: "You look at the golden bell too much. There was a big smile on the corner of Fu Cheng's mouth when he spoke, it was a very ironic smile, Fu Cheng and Zhou Xuanyi were two types of people from beginning to end, Zhou Xuanyi had not experienced any despair at all, and he didn't know how cheap human life could be in Bailu City.

Fu Cheng laughed for a while, he walked towards Zhou Xuanyi, and said as he walked: "Jin Ling wants to live in this world, she must pick up the knife, do you think she has a choice? Don't use your set to ask Jin Ling, do you want her to embroider in the boudoir? Her only fate is either to be sold to Baihua Street, or to die a tragic death on the street." In Liuyin Lane, no one picked up a knife for others, Jin Ling picked up a knife for herself!"

Fucheng took one more step towards Zhou Xuanyi with every step, Fucheng rarely had an aggressive momentum, and even Zhou Xuanyi's momentum was suppressed by a notch, and Fucheng finally stopped at the position of Zhou Xuanyi one meter in front of him. seemed to be a little tired, and said, "Prince, you are too real." "Zhou Xuanyi and Fu Cheng are completely opposite personalities, Fu Cheng will believe every word of the people around him, Zhou Xuanyi is a suspicious person, when Zhou Xuanyi asked, he just wanted to figure out the relationship between Fu Cheng and Jin Ling, and now he realizes how hurtful this question is.

Zhou Xuanyi rarely admits that he was wrong in his life, and when he sits in his position, any decision he makes can only be right, but now he does clearly realize that he is indeed wrong.

Fucheng will not blame Zhou Xuanyi, Zhou Xuanyi is used to living a life of fine clothes and food, and he doesn't even have any concept of money, he subconsciously feels that Jin Ling can have a better life, but Emperor Jin Hui's sentence Why not eat minced meat.

Fu Cheng seemed to have a way to vent, and soon stopped thinking about it, at most he would be a little sad, Zhou Xuanyi was really not the same person as him. Fu Cheng has known this for a long time, but it is still suffocating to really experience the biggest conflict.

Zhou Xuanyi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I ......"

Fu Cheng said: "Don't be, the assassination will happen next, do you have any countermeasures?" Fu Cheng made a final decision, wanting to cover up this matter, they are two adults, and they will not let their feelings affect the business. The assassination will last for a long time, and at the same time, the case of Xiahou Mansion Jinyiwei is being investigated, and Fucheng has a premonition that after this turmoil, Zhou Xuanyi will leave Liuyin Lane.

And the short-lived fate between Zhou Xuanyi and Fucheng...... It will be over soon.

Zhou Xuanyi saw it, Fu Cheng hid again, Zhou Xuanyi and Fu Cheng stayed for a long time and gradually figured out the other party's temper, don't care about him when the other party is hiding, otherwise he will touch his head. Getting along with Fucheng is like taming a beast, not necessarily fierce, but definitely vigilant against people, and the slightest wind and grass will not appear again.

Zhou Xuanyi pretended that nothing had happened, and continued with Fu Cheng's words, saying, "Ah, I thought about it all night and had a plan. ”

There are two ways to solve this problem, first, do not solve the problem, go to solve the person who created the problem. As long as Zhou Xuanyi is willing to give in to the prince, this matter will be solved. But the only remaining memory told Zhou Xuanyi that once he met with the prince, he would fall into a trap that was even more troublesome than this assassination.

Then there is another way to die, wait quietly in place, and make an example of every malicious visitor. There is an obvious drawback to this, you don't know what kind of weirdos are mixed in this group of third-rate swordsmen, and you don't know what this group of people can do for money.

But in Zhou Xuanyi's view, there is a third solution to this matter, to solve the enemy before the enemy has not attacked.

Zhou Xuanyi's thoughts made Fu Cheng speechless for a long time.

The swordsman in Liuyin Lane is in the dark, and Zhou Xuanyi is in the light. Zhou Xuanyi regarded the entire Liuyin Lane as his enemy.

Fu Cheng had just temporarily broken free from the troublesome feelings that Zhou Xuanyi had brought him, but he found that Zhou Xuanyi was simply a walking annoyance, creating greater suffering all the time. Fu Cheng was not a tyrant who was a one-word person, he managed to understand Zhou Xuanyi's thoughts, and asked, "Who are you going to solve first?"

Zhou Xuanyi replied, "Zhang Jinsheng." ”

The information that Yang Lei confided before his death yesterday was not useless, and the only little value was the name of Zhang Jinsheng.

Fu Cheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and said with a wry smile: "Do you know who Zhang Jinsheng is?"

There are a handful of people in Liuyin Lane who are traitors who have escaped from the Jianghu sect, and most of them are like Fu Cheng, disgusted with any connection with the previous sect, and usually almost avoid talking about their origins. They are not as swaggering as Fucheng, and they are hiding in the corners of Liuyin Lane, making a fortune in a muffled voice.

For Zhang Jinsheng, Fu Cheng only knows one name, and there is a half-truth and half-truth. Zhang Jinsheng was an assassin before, and an assassin does not necessarily need a high level of kung fu, but he must be able to kill in the dark. This request made them react quickly, with a certain terrifying intuition, and a deep understanding of the doorway of assassination.

But at the same time, the appearance must be ordinary, only ordinary, the kind of ordinary that is thrown into the crowd like water dripping into the sea. Both ugliness and beauty will leave a deep impression on the target of the assassination, and once the impression is left, the assassination operation will be a complete failure. The assassination of a beautiful woman is a one-time transaction, a specific character only for a certain big person, not at the level of Zhang Jinsheng.

Zhang Jinsheng was expelled from the previous sect not because of his assassination skills, but because he broke his appearance in an accident and lost his qualifications as an excellent assassin, so he could only become a killer. Zhang Jinsheng's rumors Fu Cheng heard a little, although he didn't know where he came from. But half of the difficult assassination tasks in Liuyin Lane were solved by Zhang Jinsheng, and he did this work very meticulously and cleanly, slowly accumulating some long-term business, holding a group of old customers in his hands that others could not touch.

Zhang Jinsheng is very mysterious, no one knows his specific residence, and it is not even clear whether he lives in Liuyin Lane.

Now that Zhou Xuanyi is going to assassinate an assassin, is he still going crazy?

Fu Cheng was a little irritable and said: "I see that you really don't know that the rivers and lakes are sinister, have you ever seen an antelope on the grassland looking for wolves?"

Zhou Xuanyi frowned and said, "I'm not an antelope. ”

Fu Cheng was choked by this sentence. For Zhou Xuanyi's method, Fu Cheng did not refute or agree, the method is certainly feasible, but the risk is terrifying. It is impossible for Fu Cheng and Jin Ling to participate in this event, and the last person to do it must be Zhou Xuanyi, if Zhou Xuanyi succeeds in this assassination, the deterrent he has set up will far exceed that of a Yang Lei. And if he fails, this play will no longer have the capital to sing.

Although it is dangerous, it can also be tried, Fu Cheng can't think of a better way than Zhou Xuanyi.

Fu Cheng said: "The assassination of Zhang Jinsheng, Jin Ling and I will not do it." Fu Cheng corrected his attitude at the beginning, and the relationship between his brothers must also be settled, and the boundary between him and Zhou Xuanyi must be divided, Fu Cheng continued: "We can only help you as much as possible." ”

Fu Cheng was able to agree to this plan, Zhou Xuanyi already felt that it was very remarkable, Zhou Xuanyi would not force Fu Cheng to die with him, after all, Zhou Xuanyi's approach was no different from sending him to death. Zhou Xuanyi looked at Fu Cheng with a little gratitude and said, "I know." ”

Fucheng can't kill people, and Jin Ling is mostly as an auxiliary role, assassinating an assassin alone, isn't it looking for death? Fucheng's idea is right, this matter can only be handled by Zhou Xuanyi himself. Zhou Xuanyi has no harmful thoughts about Fu Cheng and Jin Ling, and he is not a protected person who needs to hide behind the two. Especially for Jin Ling, after hearing what happened to her, Zhou Xuanyi would not want to drag her into the water.

If Zhou Xuanyi must rely on a girl and a swordsman who can't kill Rao to win this battle, is he too weak?

Fu Cheng sighed, his fingers on the outside of his thighs, and beat rhythmically as he thought, "You can't rush to Zhang Jinsheng like this, you have to have a seamless assassination plan." Fu Cheng's brain is spinning, no matter how strong Zhou Xuanyi's martial arts are, he is just a novice in the matter of killing.

Sitting still is not Zhou Xuanyi's style, the problem has come to the door, and it is Zhou Xuanyi's principle to solve it in the most labor-saving way. And now the easiest way to break the deadlock is only this.

Things are tricky, and there is very little news about Zhang Jinsheng. A name and a terrible biography didn't help.

Yesterday, Yang Lei mentioned that in the game in which Zhang Jinsheng wanted to participate in the assassination of Zhou Xuanyi, there would not be many assassins in Liuyin Lane, and there were very few who could reach Zhang Jinsheng's companions. Just like Fucheng, the assassin is like a wolf, hiding in the depths of the grassland on weekdays, and when he appears, he gives his prey a fatal blow, and he will not be like a fool like Yang Lei, swaggering into the broken temple and posing for nothing.

The biggest problem now is how to get this group out.

But Fu Cheng has other ideas, Zhou Xuanyi really doesn't look like a killer, he lacks the necessary literacy of a killer, if he doesn't solve this matter, Zhou Xuanyi's assassination of the killer The whole case is like a Fang Ye Tan.

Fu Cheng decided to dig out his heart and lungs with Zhou Xuanyi, and said, "Will you kill someone?"

Fu Cheng's question was very ingenious, he saw that Zhou Xuanyi had killed people, but he felt that Zhou Xuanyi did not have the quality of killing at all, Zhou Xuanyi also understood, and asked: "You want to teach me?" Zhou Xuanyi looked at Fu Cheng suspiciously, Fu Cheng can't kill people at all, can he teach Zhou Xuanyi?

"Hmm. Fu Cheng smiled, after realizing that Zhou Xuanyi would not have any possibility with him, Fu Cheng relaxed, he didn't have to hide himself to care about Zhou Xuanyi's thoughts, in Zhou Xuanyi's heart, Fu Cheng was already a wicked person, so it was much easier to reveal some of his past affairs, and said: "I can't kill people until I'm about twelve years old." ”

Zhou Xuanyi carefully pondered Fucheng's wording, what he said was that he couldn't kill, not that he didn't want to kill, what did Fucheng experience?

Fu Cheng said: "When I was twelve years old, before I went to Zhengxuan Mountain, I lost my murderous intent because of one thing, even if the enemy sent my neck to the door, I couldn't do it. ”

"And then?" Zhou Xuanyi trembled a little when he heard his voice, he expected that he was approaching the biggest secret of Fucheng.

"But......" Fu Cheng paused, as if he was still thinking about whether he should or not, when he did this, it was tantamount to tearing his heart apart, even if he avoided the heavy and light, bypassing the biggest accident, but it was still uncomfortable to mention, Fu Cheng took a deep breath and said: "Before the age of twelve, I killed a total of four hundred and ninety-three people. ”

Zhou Xuanyi was shocked when he heard it, how old is a twelve-year-old child Zhou Xuanyi has a deep understanding, the twelve-year-old child in Wande Academy only reached Zhou Xuanyi's chest, and the child's milk was like a ball of white dough. Fu Cheng would kill people at this age? No, according to this number of people, Fu Cheng started before this, maybe only seven or eight years old.

Fu Cheng can clearly remember a number, four hundred and ninety-three people, these four hundred and ninety-three lives, will he be entangled night and night and appear in Fu Cheng's young dreams?

Seven or eight-year-old Fucheng ...... Zhou Xuanyi fantasized about a child who was only chest high, with a fire cloud pattern embroidered on his forehead, could he afford to hold a knife? What was his expression when Fu Cheng killed Rao? Was it hideous, or was his face expressionless? Fu Cheng ...... Will you be scared?

Zhou Xuanyi felt a little disgusting, and at the same time felt how ridiculous his thoughts were, he actually thought that Fu Cheng, who had experienced this, would force Jin Ling to be the executioner behind him.