Baihualou is the largest green building in Bianjing City, every night is singing and dancing, the lights are bright, people come here one after another, or groups of three or five into a table, order a few small dishes, fist drinking, talk freely; or call a few beautiful girls, pretend to chant a few small poems, show their talents, attract the girls a burst of admiration, vanity is greatly satisfied; there are also people who are anxious to understand the amorous feelings, hurriedly throw a few taels of silver, drag the young and beautiful girl into the secluded place to turn over the clouds and rain.

Baihualou is always dressed in clothes, sheng song boiling, today is also as lively as ever, full of seats, like a city, through the lively hall, in a quiet and elegant small bamboo room in the backyard, but it is filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Brother Dao, what is the origin of the boss of this Baihualou? The dead people in the backyard will open the door to do business as if nothing happened, and the people of our yamen are not allowed to go out. The delicate-looking young man glanced at the tragic scene in the bamboo room, frowned slightly, and asked softly.

"I heard that it has something to do with the palace, and I don't know exactly which big man's property is under his name, so you don't care about this kind of thing, the top orders are down, and we can do it." The middle-aged man, who was called Brother Dao by the teenager, covered his nose and walked into the bamboo room, looking at the old man on the ground who was cut into an inhuman shape, the wrinkles between his eyebrows became more and more tight.

"Eighteen stab wounds on the chest, twenty sword wounds on the back, bruises on the face, there are marks of being struck by a heavy object, this old guy doesn't know what sins he did in his life, and he died so miserably. The young man briefly checked the old man's body, and said in a sympathetic tone: "The rest has to be handed over to the servant, and I will go outside to see if there are any clues." ”

"One-seven, be careful. Xing Dao instructed.

"It's okay, no matter how I say it, I'm also a second-rate master, and when the thieves meet me, they can only run away. Lin Yiqi flipped out with a smile.

The bright moonlight fell to the ground in a gloomy way, and the noise from the hall could be faintly heard, Lin Yiqi carefully surveyed around the courtyard, and after a while, he found something unusual, a few drops of fresh blood stained on the old wall.

Presumably the prisoner escaped from here, right?

While thinking like this, Lin Yiqi climbed out of the wall, outside the wall was a dark and narrow alley, with a dead end on the left and a bustling street on the right.

It is common knowledge that perpetrators generally take the time to flee the crime scene, unless ......

Lin Yiqi smiled, ruling out this possibility, seeing that he was about to leave the alley, a chill suddenly appeared in his back, and with a swipe on the ground, the long sword pierced his chest, revealing a pair of dark and shiny eyes in the dead end.

Lin Yiqi turned his head to look, a masked man with a stiff figure was standing silently in the corner of the wall, full of evil energy, which made people shudder.

"Brother Dao!" Lin Yiqi instinctively shouted.

The masked man was slightly stunned, a little surprised, he didn't expect that he would have the strength to shout loudly after being hit by his own sword, his eagle-like eyes flashed with cold light, and his true qi was violently raised, and the whole person rushed out like an arrow, aiming at Lin Yiqi's chest is a palm.

With a bang, Lin Yiqi flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, and the masked man pulled out his long sword from Lin Yiqi's body, and was about to make up for the blow when Xing Dao arrived in time!

"Stop!" Xing Dao picked up a big knife and turned it out like a god, and when he saw Lin Yiqi dying on the ground, the fire in his heart instantly surged, and he couldn't help but say that it was a slash at the masked man.

Although his kung fu may not be as good as that of others, he must not lose in terms of momentum! With this thought, Xing Dao frantically waved the big knife in his hand and pasted it as if he was dying.

It's all about fighting for your life!

In the face of his stormy onslaught, the masked man gradually lost the upper hand.

"Ahem, cough, cough!" The masked man picked up Xing Dao's big knife with a sword, squatted on the ground and coughed violently, presumably he was seriously injured before fighting Xing Dao, the masked man raised his head and smiled coldly: "Xing Zhutou's knife technique is really powerful, it can be regarded as a lesson today, and I will have the opportunity to learn again in the future, and I will say goodbye!"

After speaking, the masked man threw the long sword in his hand as a hidden weapon and shot it at Lin Yiqi who fell to the side, Xing Dao's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly turned around to rescue, with a bang, the swords intersected, and saved Lin Yiqi's life at the last moment.

"Despicable!" Xing Dao scolded, and when he looked back, there was no one at the entrance of the alley.

......

"I ...... Where?" In the darkness, Zero's consciousness gradually became clear, and he roughly recalled, only remembering that he had chopped the fool's apprentice's M1911, and then jumped off a hundred-meter-high building, anyway, he was poisoned, and he wouldn't live long, so it was better to choose a chic way to die.

This is what Zero really thought in his heart at the time.

The wind slid through his fingers, feeling the cold rain lapping on his body, his consciousness gradually blurred, and when he came back to his senses, he was already in such a dark space, and a slightly vicissitudes of life male voice sounded in his ears in the dazedness.

"Doctor, is there really no way?"

"Xing Zhutou, forgive the old man for his incompetence, the injuries on this little official's body are too serious, and it can be regarded as a miracle that he can barely survive, as for whether he can be sober...... Only look at his own creation. ”

There was a long silence, followed by a helpless sigh: "Alas...... In the meantime, I'll fetch you the money and see you off. ”

"Hmm. ”

There was a sound of a wooden door opening and closing, and there was silence all around.

Through the conversation between the two just now, Zero fell into deep thought in the dark, could it be that his soul had crossed over?

In the next few days, the sound of intermittent conversations always sounded, and it seemed that the guy named Xing Zhutou was very concerned about "himself", almost to the point of meticulousness, not only personally changing his own dressings and wiping his body, but also looking for a doctor to see a doctor every once in a while.

After a doctor with a deep voice finished the needle, his consciousness was obviously much clearer, and at the same time, a crack appeared in the dark space, revealing a faint white light.

As the number of needles performed by the doctor increased, this crack gradually expanded, and finally it was so big that it engulfed the entire dark space, and the dazzling white light occupied the zero field of vision, and when he regained his eyesight, a haggard face came into view, presumably this man was Xing Zhutou, who had taken care of himself for so many days.

"Lin Yiqi" opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, the doctors all called him Xing Zhutou, and he couldn't call him Xing Zhutou with the doctors......, right?

Just when Lin Yiqi was embarrassed, Xing Zhutou pounced on him and hugged him, and the thirty-year-old man hugged Lin Yiqi's shoulders and cried profusely, saying something, "Brother, I shouldn't let you investigate the clues alone." "It's useless to let the prisoner escape. "If you die, I don't have the face to see your dead daddy. Something like that.

Feeling the wetness and warmth on his shoulders, Lin Yiqi's heart couldn't help but feel a warmth, in his previous life, he was the emperor of black and white, although the scenery was infinite, but there were few people around him who were really good to him, and in the end he ended up being forced to death by his apprentice, which can be regarded as self-inflicted.

At this time, this old man who hugged his shoulders and cried so much, that kind of undisguised care and love made Lin Yiqi's nose sour, and he was suddenly moved by tears.

He blinked his eyes, and forcibly held back the tears from falling, how could the emperor of black and white cry? Lin Yiqi pretended to be confused, pushed away the torture rice, and said, "I don't seem to remember who you are anymore, and I don't remember who I am. ”