When half of the morning sun jumped out of the sea, Wu Jia Song slowly took two steps to the side of the boat.

Pan He was still in his arms. However, the body is soft, like a puppet. Her face hung down on the shoulder of the samurai song—a strange expression.

Anyone who is strangled to death will not have a good look, and he should be very frightened and angry. But on the face of Pan He, who didn't look at Wu Jiasong...... But there is a look of horror, remorse, relief and happiness intertwined.

It's not beautiful, but it's not ugly either.

Wu Jiasong slowly walked a few more steps, reached the side of the boat, and stopped.

At this time, the sea breeze blew and blew Pan He's hair and brushed his face.

His face was expressionless, as calm as stagnant water. When I felt the caress of my hair, I squinted my eyes slightly and took a deep breath, as if I wanted to keep the taste of Panhe in my heart.

What can be smelled is the stench that gradually emanates from Pan He's body due to incontinence.

He frowned. Turn your face sideways and let go of your hand.

Pan He's body fell into the sea facing the sky.

......

......

After a while, someone on the deck began to probe their brains.

The people in the cabin didn't know much about what was going on deck. I only knew that this night the waves were furious, and the huge ship almost capsized. And I heard all kinds of terrible noises and the smell of blood.

After a long night of apprehension, they finally found that everything had calmed down as dawn came. Then Lu Baishui went to the cabin to reassure people, and everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But these people don't know that for others, things are just beginning.

Samurai Song stood quietly on the side of the ship for a short while. After the sun had completely jumped above the sea level, he turned around and raised his feet to the third floor of the ship.

The third floor is the residence of Li Yunxin and Lu Baishui. But Li Yunxin only stopped in the room for a short time on the day he boarded the ship, and then changed his face and went to the bilge. However, Wu Jia Song is familiar with the way, and it seems that he has been observing for a long time and has known it for a long time.

When he walked to the door of Li Yunxin's room, he found that the door was hidden.

Without hesitation, he reached out and gently pushed it away.

I saw Li Yunxin standing on the carpet in the room, with a piece of drawing paper suspended in front of him. A few rays of morning light shone in through the window, enveloping him in it, and he could see the tiny specks of dust flying in the light.

Separated by one door, but like two worlds. There was a cold morning breeze and the sound of waves outside. The room was warm as spring, so quiet that you could hear the rustle of clothes rubbing.

Wu Jia Song took a step into the door and closed the door with his backhand. And he stood still.

Seeing Li Yunxin staring at the painting for a while, he stretched out his hand and added a few strokes. Only then did he greet him: "Wuda shopkeeper, sit." ”

Wu Jia Song said in a deep voice: "The Dragon King is above, don't dare." ”

Li Yunxin still didn't look up, and hummed noncommittally. After a while, he casually said, "How is it?" Are you relieved?"

"The kindness of the dragon king is difficult to repay in this life. Wu Jia Song slowly raised his hand and reached the ground, "Thank you Dragon King for torturing and killing Xie Sheng for me." ”

"Haha...... Killing. That's a good word. As for kindness...... There are many ways to repay the favor. It's just up to you to see if you want to. Li Yunxin shook his head with a smile and glanced at him, "Where is Pan He?"

"Dead. ”

"Hmm. Li Yunxin answered this call and continued to focus on his paintings.

The room was quiet for a while. Wu Jiasong breathed a sigh of relief: "According to Pan He, the Masonic stronghold she knows is in Sujiaji, Ding County, under the jurisdiction of Baishan Road. ”

"There is a quarry three miles outside the Su family, and the nest is there. This was not an ordinary gathering place for Freemasonry outskirts, but with a new elder in charge. ”

"Recently, the new Masonic Elder has been preaching there again—preaching the Taoism of the Dao Sect and the Sword Sect. Those who came did not refuse, saying that they wanted to inherit the orthodoxy of Xuanmen. But at the same time, there are other hidden things being done. Pan He doesn't know much, but with ...... Grenades, gunpowder, and dragon guns are related. ”

"There are still twenty-four such strongholds known to Panhe. But there should be more. I'll draw a topographical map and present it to the Dragon King. ”

As he said this, he fell silent again.

Li Yunxin finally added two strokes to the scroll and put the pen in the void. grabbed it to the side again, and grabbed a white towel out of thin air. While slowly wiping his hands, he paced in the room and looked at the Wu family's song: "Wuda shopkeeper - I killed the people that both the Freemasons and Mu Nanju wanted for you, and I was angry." That's all you can tell me...... Your strength in repaying the favor, tsk, not enough. ”

Wu Jiasong shook his head slightly: "The Dragon King said that he laughed." A character like me, where can I ask the Dragon King to kill people for me...... People, the dragon king wants to kill naturally, so he will kill it. ”

"Right now, I'm not saying these things to the Dragon King to repay my kindness. Instead, he knew that his net worth and life were in the hands of the Dragon King, and he was in the vast sea. The dragon king can make me reborn, or he can snatch my soul and scatter it to get what he wants to know. I'm saying this just to save my life. ”

Li Yunxin walked up to him and stopped. After looking him up and down for a while, he finally laughed: "You Mu Nanju people. Although the style of doing things is annoying, it is true that he has a smart head. Much stronger than Freemasonic fools. ”

"Then go on, who is the master of your Mu Nan Residence—I'll ask you this question once. ”

He said this with a smile...... But it reminds people of what he once said to Xie Sheng, "I say one", "I say two", "I say three". is even more unforgettable when Xie Sheng was brutally tortured to death by him.

Wu Jia Song only hesitated for a moment. Then he spoke: "Master Mu Nanju, as far as I know, is also called Qingshui Dao people. The other identity is the reincarnation of the painting saint. ”

Li Yunxin was slightly stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "I thought you would ask me to work hard." Wise man. ”

"But the reincarnation of the painting saint ......" Li Yunxin looked at him, "Is it the painting saint, or the reincarnation of the painting saint?"

The difference between the two is significant. The painting saint is naturally "the painting saint". And if you are reincarnated...... After a person is reincarnated, his temperament may change drastically, and even his gender may change drastically. He was no longer the "same person" he used to be, but a completely new person.

Although if it is really the reincarnation of the painting saint, there will inevitably be a way to retain many of the things of the past. But...... Just look at Yu Meng to know. He also remembered that he was a sword master, and he could also subdue the glazed sword heart of his previous life. But he is no longer the saint with a waveless heart in the past. He even wants to live in seclusion with beauty in such a situation.

"As far as I know, reincarnation. Wu Jia Song said.

Li Yunxin nodded, and slowly paced away, dropping the handkerchief that wiped his hands. The white scarf vanished into the void.

"The rest of ......," said the samurai, "I can't—"

Li Yunxin gently raised his hand to interrupt him: "That's it." I don't need to say anything else. Just to confirm my suspicions. You've said too much, wouldn't you die when you go back? ”

Wu Jia Song was stunned.

Li Yunxin seemed to be able to see his expression: "You are not a beauty." What am I going to do with you?"

"Killing Xie Sheng is what I want to kill...... Well, it's kind of to make you angry—see if you know how to repay the favor, and can you help me ask something out of Pan He's mouth. You did it all, and I appreciate you. ”

"So you have to go back alive. Go and tell you the master of Namu Nanju-" As he said this, Li Yunxin walked back to the scroll that hung in the void and dotted his finger on the painting, "Xie Sheng's soul has been painted by me in this painting." Memories and hearts have been preserved. But ......"

He glanced at the painting and smiled: "In this painting, there are also sharks." ”

"He died quickly at night—just a moment's work. Now there is no way to die, you have to experience everything soberly—he has to experience it as long as I want him to experience. ”

"But this guy's mouth is harder than I thought. I didn't open my mouth for an hour or two, but I wanted to go crazy. I had to redraw it for him when his consciousness was about to collapse, so that he could continue to experience it. You know, this kind of thing is troublesome. Li Yunxin spread his hands, "So I hope you go and tell your family to paint the saint, so that I may be able to ask what I want to know, or I may not be able to ask ......."

"If she doesn't want me to know something, she'd better come to see me in person and tell me before Xie Sheng's spirit collapses. Oh-" Li Yunxin held up a finger and shook it, "Don't be separated." Be real. ”

After entering this cabin, the samurai song has been calm. This kind of calm is not easy to say whether it is calm, or "mourning is greater than heart death".

But now that he heard that Li Yunxin was going to let him go, his expression finally loosened a little.

He subconsciously looked at the painting—but as soon as he touched it, he quickly turned away: "...... Dragon King. ”

He hesitated for a long time before saying, "If the Dragon King wants me to go...... If you want me to pass the word—I have a few more words to ask the Dragon King. Otherwise, it's hard to say. ”

"Oh. Li Yunxin raised his eyebrows, "You want to ask me why I didn't directly disperse Xie Sheng's divine soul and get it to me to know?"

Wu Jia Song was stunned again: "...... The dragon king is like a god. ”

"Looks like you're knowledgeable, too. Li Yunxin shook his head, "Okay." You tell your master that I was involved in this matter by them before, and it was not easy to get out. Now that I have found such a backer as a real dragon for myself, I really want to stay out of the matter and be chic and happy. ”

"But we all know that this can't happen – I'm in a mess, and it's hard to get rid of it. Now that I have a Xie Sheng, it's actually a good target - everyone will turn their attention to him, and I can get out. Then why should I kill him and keep his spirit in my hands and get into a big trouble?"

Wu Jia Song waited for him to say the next words.

But the room was quiet again. After a long silence, I heard Li Yunxin say again, "Why?"

Wu Jia Song raised his head blankly. But it was found that Li Yunxin was not asking him. Instead, he looked out the window – but the line of sight was not focused.

He lowered his head slightly. 2210