Ten miles of prosperity, ten miles of red lights, ten miles of wine.

The bustling city is brightly lit, and the flaming red lanterns can dye the moon in the sky red, but the fiery wine wind cannot cover the cold moonlight.

In the brightly lit city, there is a dark alley.

The alleys are deep and the people are quiet.

Black room, in the cold moonlight, black figure, sitting in the black room.

Yuan Asan hid in the black corner and secretly peeked into the black room.

He couldn't see the people in the dark room, so he could only look at the closed door of the black room.

In the dim moonlight, the black room was just a black room, but it seemed to be an impregnable wall

After a long time, a man came, a man who looked unusually burly.

Although it was night, Yuan Asan still recognized this person.

This burly, dark-skinned man, named Qi Jing, was a murderous weapon in the hands of the man in the room, and the knife in the man's hand was a murderous weapon in the man's hand.

The man in the house used Qi Jing to kill people, and Qi Jing used the knife in his hand to kill people.

Qi Jing never asked the man why he wanted to kill, just like when he killed with the knife in his hand, he would never tell others why he wanted to kill.

And today, for the first time, he came to ask a question, to the man in the room.

Qi Jingzheng used his thick hand to knock on the door twice.

The man inside must have heard both knocks, but he didn't speak.

Qi Jing knocked twice more.

At this time, the talent inside the door slowly answered: "Go." ”

Qi Jing frowned, if it was yesterday, he would not dare to knock on this door, because this kind of behavior is extremely dangerous, and today, he can't help but knock on the door.

Although he had the courage to knock on the door, he was still very afraid of the people in the room. If it was before, as long as the people in the house said "go", then he couldn't stop leaving, even if he climbed, he would crawl out of here, and never dared to stay for half a moment. But now, he is not as obedient as usual, and this is the first time he has been disobedient.

He raised his hand again and knocked on the door.

This time, the door opened.

A faint fragrance of sweetness also came to the face.

Just smelling this incense also seems to be intoxicating.

Qi Jing was not drunk, he had already seen the person who appeared in the door.

The person who opened the door was a young woman.

The woman was fiddling with her charming posture, leaning by the door, her bright face, in the dim moonlight, like a blooming hibiscus, delicate and charming. The woman's face was flushed peach, and her eyes were intoxicatingly sparkling. Although he has a charming appearance, his expression reveals a kind of loneliness and arrogance.

Looking at this woman, Qi Jing suddenly thought of a flower.

Legend has it that in a small town on the border of Southern Xia, every autumn is full of a kind of flower with a white and twilight red color, which is called drunken hibiscus.

This woman is like a drunken hibiscus, and this woman's name is also called "hibiscus".

Furong's head leaned slightly against the door, looked at Qi Jing, and said indifferently: "When did you become an unruly person." ”

Yes, Qi Jing has always been a very well-behaved person, but he is an unruly person today.

Qi Jing lowered his head, as if he had a thousand catties of weight on his neck.

He suddenly didn't dare to look at the woman again, let alone look at the dark room behind her.

Inside, it was so dark that there was not a single ray of light to be seen.

But he could feel a pair of eyes, a pair of bright eyes, and these bright eyes were the eyes of that person.

Qi Jing knew that the man was looking at him. Those bright eyes seemed to be able to see through his whole person. Under those eyes, he was humble, and yet this humble man had something to say today.

"I'm here to ask a question. Qi Jing hung his head and said word by word.

Fleur blinked, obviously not understanding, she didn't understand why this person who had always been very well-behaved was so unruly today?

She sighed and said, "You want to ask a question, do you know the rules here?"

Qi Jing hung his head, did not speak, and did not act.

Fleur looked at him, and after a while, she laughed again and said indifferently, "You better go." ”

On Qi Jing's dark face, a pair of eyebrows were tightly wrinkled. If he had been a wise man, he should have been obedient by now and should have turned away at once, pretending never to come.

He did not lift his feet, and he did not obey.

Fleur didn't say anything more and retreated, and the door was closed again.

Looking at the closed door, Qi Jing didn't look up, let alone leave, he kept that posture, as if he had suddenly turned into a stone statue.

After a long time, another man came over and stopped on Qi Jing's right, and then the man knocked on the door with his hand and called, "Master." ”

In the dark room, there was still not a single sound.

The man stared intently at the closed door and knocked on it again.

After a while, the door was opened again.

It was still Hibiscus who opened the door.

She half-leaned against the door, looked at the knocker indifferently, and said with a wink: "You are also an unruly person. ”

The man looked directly into Furong's eyes, and he was not so pressed that he hung his head like Qi Jing. His head, kept raised high, "I have a question for my master." ”

Fleur was silent for a moment before repeating indifferently, "You want to ask a question? Do you know the rules here?"

The man nodded solemnly and said, "I know the rules." ”

Fleur added, "You should follow the rules. ”

As soon as her words fell, the man immediately pulled out a short knife from his hand, and then looked coldly at the deep black behind Fleur, and asked, "Can I ask first?"

Fleur looked at the man.

The man said, "I just want to hear the answer." ”

Fleur didn't speak.

The man asked the people in the room, "I wonder if I can't kill you no matter how many years I stay with you?"

There was no sound from the people in the room.

The man stared straight into the room, and a fire seemed to ignite in his eyes. The fire burned brightly, as if he had exhausted all his life to sustain it. His eyes have never been so brilliant as they are now, but unfortunately, no matter how brilliant the fireworks are, they are only fleeting.

Soon, the fire burned out.

The man suddenly grabbed the dagger and stabbed it into his heart.

When the dagger pierces through the flesh, there is no sound.

When the heart is punctured, the man is also silent.

The man let go and looked at the door, he waited for the answer he wanted, however, until he fell, he did not hear a voice tell him the answer.

Fleur looked at the man lying at her feet and looked through the door.

The people in the door didn't even say a word, and they didn't even bother to make a sound.

The man's eyes were still looking at the room, and the faint light of the fire in his eyes was gradually extinguishing. There was no unwillingness in his eyes, only relief, and then he smiled.

The man in the room never spoke, but the man seemed to hear the answer he wanted to know.

He spent his whole life and could not have killed the people in the house.

Since he couldn't kill that person, he could only kill himself.

Fleur had closed the door again.

Qi Jing's lowered eyes, of course, also saw the person who fell in front of him.

He didn't give his life to ask a question, like this man. It's not that he's afraid of death, it's that he can't die right now.

If you want to work under your master, you must abide by your master's rules.

The master's rule is that you can't stop talking when you should speak, and you must never speak when you can't.

They are not qualified to ask questions, and if they want to ask questions, they must pay a price.

Qi Jing didn't ask the question he wanted to ask, so he could only leave and leave alive.

Yuan Asan, who was hiding in the dark corner, looked at the person at the door from a distance, and gave up what he planned to do.

When there was no one outside, a sigh was heard in the room.

Fleur snuggled into a man's arms and said indifferently, "That person returned empty-handed again." ”

The man finally said, "At least, he walked alive." ”