The carriage traveled along the desert road, leaving two crooked ruts like a long snake crawling across the desert.

It was none other than Su Hanshan, the Nine Emperor Princes, who felt that they were not overwhelmed, and Qin Wuyang, who joined in the fun.

In the carriage, there were two people who knew books and paintings in turn. said that it was a turn off, but when the wind lifted the curtain, there was no trace of relaxation and comfort on the faces of the two. On the contrary, they seem to be unusually tormented, like pins and needles.

In fact, anyone sitting in a carriage that winds its way out of an unpredictable line at this moment will look tense and even gagging.

It's really hard for two maids who are like flowers.

In contrast, Chen Tianguan, the secretary of Dali Temple, is quite far-sighted. He ordered the accompanying guards to line up in a herringbone to enclose the carriage, leaving a wide enough gap between each other, and he and Gu Changting, who were inseparable from the Qiutang knife, were separated from the front and rear, no matter how the carriage galloped in the field, it could always maintain a stable formation without interference.

Of course, this is only limited to the desolate ancient road with wilderness as far as the eye can see, if it really enters the city and county where people come and go, Su Hanshan will not dare to be so rampant. It is small to alarm the government, but it is big to disturb the people.

Fortunately, His Royal Highness the Nine Emperors of Sutang has been smart since childhood, and he is thorough at all whether he is practicing Zen or learning martial arts. After trying for about half an hour, he finally found the trick, and adapted his body and strength to the way he drove the carriage, and the rut of nine turns and eighteen turns gradually turned into two parallel straight lines......

The convoy drove from the wilderness into the forest path, and Ren Pingsheng, who was wearing a hat and shoes, finally chased after him.

When riding a scalper, the rain and the black skirt of the moon worshiped the moon, and glanced at Ren Pingsheng in surprise. Naturally, they didn't know what had happened this morning, so they were curious.

Ren Pingsheng slowed down and walked side by side with Chen Tianguan, the secretary of Dali Temple.

In the mountains and forests of early spring, the tender green buds are full of treetops, and the convoy passes by, sometimes startling a flock of birds to fly.

Chen Tianguan, who did not leave his handkerchief, looked ahead and said, "Have you thought clearly?"

Naturally, these words were said to Ren Pingsheng.

Before leaving, he left a handwritten letter saying that Dali Temple was short of people, which was an invitation. As the Dali Siqing appointed by His Majesty, he certainly has the right to choose people. What's more, from the perspective of his own conditions, a killer like Ren Pingsheng, who wanders in the dark all the year round, is extremely suitable for the place that is praised as a nightmare by the Sutang Imperial Court.

Chen Tianguan said: "All the brothers in my Dali Temple were born in the rivers and lakes, and unlike those court officials who have ink hidden in their stomachs, the entire Sutang Empire is only obeyed by His Majesty's orders. There are fixed salaries and rewards every month, more errands to go out on, free time, and a lot of holidays. In addition, there are special official uniforms and tokens, and hundreds of officials above the court must be polite and give three points when they see it. I don't know how many heroes and heroes in the rivers and lakes are thinking about my position in Dali Temple, beware of not losing the scheming, and the time will not come again. ”

Ren Pingsheng was speechless.

Dali Siqing's rhetoric blurted out without thinking, which reminded him of the shouting of the shopkeeper when he once passed by a certain shop, and he didn't know how many fellow people in the rivers and lakes had been fooled.

Ren Pingsheng didn't answer directly, because he was the most direct answer when he came at the moment.

He said, "The hundred taels of silver will be deducted from the future salary." Although you are my subordinate, I do not like to owe favors to others. ”

Dali Siqing turned his head to look at Ren Pingsheng, smiling and crowded: "This official appreciates principled people." ”

Ren Pingsheng was silent for a moment and said, "There is one thing I didn't say. ”

"Appeal ......"

Chen Tianguan, the secretary of Dali Temple, suddenly grabbed the reins and looked at each other with a smile......

Su Hanshan is no longer in a hurry.

He, Chen Tianguan and Ren Pingsheng walked side by side and walked at the front of the convoy.

Recalling the situation when the Xianyang Ancient Road received the bounty order, Ren Pingsheng said: "The shopkeeper of the Bafang Inn is an absolute powerhouse who has cultivated in the mortal realm, his name is unknown, and his origin is unknown. The people of the inn in the past gave him a nickname, and he was called the shopkeeper. ”

Ren Pingsheng opened his mouth, and it was really shocking and vowed.

Su Hanshan had many speculations about the Xianyang Ancient Road Bafang Inn in the three-way area on the border between Su Tang and Xishu, and even concluded that the shopkeeper who ran the inn must have a good martial arts cultivation or the support of a huge force, otherwise how could he stand tall in that kind of place where dragons and snakes are mixed?

However, what he never expected was that the mysterious shopkeeper was actually an immortal who had been cultivated in the seventh level of rare martial arts in the rivers and lakes!

Su Hanshan thought to himself, fortunately, this trip is well prepared, otherwise with these horses behind him in the Bafang Inn, I am afraid it will be really difficult to make a difference.

Ren Pingsheng continued: "The rules of the Bafang Inn, the bounty order has always only marked the reward after the completion of the matter. As for the specific buying and selling target, you can only know by contacting the innkeeper when you receive the bounty order and obtaining the tips. So from beginning to end, only the shopkeeper has seen the person who has been rewarded behind the scenes. ”

"Anyone who pretends to be a hand of others to reward people's heads, there must be an unknown and unspeakable secret, for fear of identity leakage, these people usually enter and exit the inn in disguise. Therefore, even the innkeeper may not have really seen the true face of the bounty person. ”

Su Hanshan was puzzled.

I thought that these Jianghu guests who make a living by killing people are really strange, under the premise that everything is unknown to receive the bounty order, if the target is a strong person in the Taixuan Realm or the Mortal Realm, wouldn't it be in vain to give up their lives?

As if to see what Su Hanshan was thinking, Ren Pingsheng explained: "Of course, the people in the rivers and lakes who often mingle in the Bafang Inn naturally also understand what kind of target the price of the bounty roughly corresponds to, which is the default market. There will not be an absurd situation where the killer of the Martial Dao Triple Realm Cultivation blindly assassinates the Martial Dao Sixfold Cultivation as the target. ”

Su Hanshan nodded, showing some worry and said, "If even the innkeeper hasn't seen the true face of the rewarder behind the scenes, even if we go to the Xianyang Ancient Road, we won't be able to find out!"

Ren Pingsheng said: "This is exactly what I want to say. ”

Chen Tianguan, the secretary of Dali Temple, who had been silent, had a gloomy smile on the corner of his mouth that Su Hanshan had never seen before: "Have you seen that person?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "Yes. ”

Su Hanshan and Chen Tianguan looked at each other.

The surprise in the eyes of the two could not be hidden.

I only heard Ren Pingsheng say: "I am afraid of death, and I am afraid that there will be no one to take care of my princess after I die, so I have always been very cautious, especially when receiving the bounty order." ”

"I'll stay at the Octagon Inn for more than ten days, watching the strangers who come in and out of the inn every day, as well as the new ones on the bounty list, and even follow a few people. Then, based on years of accumulated experience, we will judge who is buying and selling a thousand taels of silver, and who will hang the head of ten thousand taels. ”

"Until one day, the sale of the head of His Highness appeared at the Bafang Inn, and I met a person. ”

Su Hanshan couldn't help but ask, "What kind of person?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "Mysterious man. ”

Su Hanshan asked, "Don't see your true face?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "I didn't see my face, I didn't hear the voice, and I didn't even know if it was a man or a woman. ”

Chen Tianguan said with a smile: "But you still remember that person, he must have some characteristics that can easily impress people." ”

Ren Pingsheng said: "Yes, her characteristic is taste. I couldn't see her face, I couldn't hear her voice, but from the peculiar scent of her, I could tell that it was a woman, and a beautiful and extraordinary woman. ”

Su Hanshan asked, "What kind of aroma is that?"

Ren Pingsheng thought thoughtfully: "There is a rich atmosphere, a faint chrysanthemum fragrance, a little murderous atmosphere, and a few wisps of scholarly fragrance...... It was a very special smell that I can't describe. But if I meet again, I can recognize it at a glance. ”