Jingfa looked at the time, an hour had arrived, but the package was still in his hand, and he scolded in his heart: "His grandfather's, either they wrote it wrong, or they are trying to fix me." Where did the number 54-8 come from? ”

He lingered around the doorways of the fifty-four-seven and fifty-four-nine, knocking on the middle wall from time to time, and occasionally breaking it with great force, so that the two residents of No. 54-7 and No. 54-9 thought that they had encountered some thief.

After seeing that the other party had withdrawn, Jingfa sat down on the stone steps and let out a long sigh.

"I said, that dead man in black, has such a good heart? Give me a broken address, make it clear to me, it must be because I ate his colorless flower, hold a grudge, and always want to take revenge! Lao Tzu quit and left. After muttering, Jingfa stood up suddenly, ready to return to Sitongtang and call Yao Cai to change places in a small city and reopen Yao Ji Teahouse.

Just as he was about to leave, the corner of his eye swept over the stone steps he had just sat on, and a small sign came into view.

A small boat is carved on the side of the stone steps, and this small boat Jingfa feels very familiar.

Suddenly, he remembered something, and hurriedly took out the piece of iron boat left by the man in black from his waist, took it to the side of the stone steps and compared it, and found that the two ships were exactly the same.

Jingfa slowly raised his head and saw "No. 1 Qingjue Lane, Xu Mu Lane" printed next to the gate above the stone steps.

With doubts, Jingfa reached out and knocked on the door gently.

"Knock knock. ”

"Excuse me, anyone? I'm from Sitongtang, and I'm here to deliver something. Jingfa shouted loudly.

After waiting for a while, no one answered, Jingfa knocked on the door again, and saw that there was still no one to open the door, so he shook his head and sighed, turned his head and was just about to leave, only to hear a creak, a gust of cold wind blowing from behind.

"What's the matter?" an old man's voice floated out from behind the door.

Jingfa turned around and saw that the door had been opened, but there was no one behind it.

He looked left and right, and was hesitating whether to enter the door, when the old man's voice sounded again: "Don't look at it, come in and talk about it." ”

Jingfa slowly walked towards the threshold, only to hear a bang, and the door closed on its own again.

Looking around, it was a small courtyard, but there were no people in sight.

Jing Fa raised his voice and shouted, "May I ask if it's Mr. Hei? I'm from Sitongtang, and I'm in charge of delivering this package to Mr. Hei." ”

"Boy, your package clearly says No. 54-8 Qingju, Xu Mu Lane, you went to the wrong door, right?" The old man's voice floated from the left side of Jingfa.

Jing Fa immediately looked to the left side vigilantly, but there was only an empty rocking chair on the other side, swaying gently in the wind, and then looked down at the address on the package in his hand, his eyes were uncertain.

If you were an ordinary person, you would have been so frightened that you would have fled the door when you saw such a strange picture.

But Jingfa, who has been an assassin for more than three years, has seen a lot of dead people, so he is not afraid of ghosts and gods.

After a while, he took out the iron ship without changing his face and said, "Actually, I'm here to deliver this." ”

With that, he gently lowered the iron ship to the ground.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in the courtyard, and the iron boat flew towards a corner of the courtyard.

Jingfa immediately chased after the iron boat.

As soon as his front foot stepped into the shadow of the corner, he felt a darkness in front of him and lost consciousness.

When he woke up, he found himself sitting in a carriage.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the carriage stopped.

The coachman opened the door and said, "This son, you have arrived where you are going." ”

Jingfa felt a little puzzled and said, "Where am I going?"

"This son, someone put you in my carriage just now, saying that you want to come to Dongguan Street, and now Dongguan Street has arrived. The coachman said respectfully.

"Who put me in the carriage?" Jing Fa asked.

"I'm sorry, Childe, I'm just a driver, how can I ask someone's name, please get off the bus quickly, I still have new business to do." The coachman laughed.

Seeing the honest appearance of the coachman, he didn't look like a liar, so Jingfa had to get out of the car first.

When he got out of the car, the coachman drove the car and solicited a new business not far away, and whipped away.

At this time, Jingfa was completely stunned, remembering that he was clearly still at No. 1 Qingjue Lane in Xu Mu Lane just now, but somehow he seemed to suddenly lose consciousness, and he was inexplicably sent here when he woke up.

He touched his body and saw that nothing was missing, except for the iron ship.

At this moment, suddenly, a ball of paper fell from the sky and smashed into his head with precision.

When I picked it up, there was a seal wrapped in the paper ball, and on the paper was a portrait of a person's head, and a few words were scribbled on the side: "Take the seal I gave you, put a mark on this person's chest, so that no one can find it, and return to the place just now after the deed is done." ”

Jingfa hurriedly looked left and right, and did not find the person who threw the paper ball, touched his head, and said "inexplicable", then pinched the paper ball and threw it to the side and walked towards the west of the city.

was first tricked by the people of Sitongtang, then stunned by an old man who had never even shown his face, and now he was asked to make a mark on the chest of an unmasked person, and the inexplicability of this life was met in one day.

At this moment, he had already made up his mind that he must have been tricked by the man in black, so he decided to call Lao Cai to leave here immediately.

He hadn't taken a few steps out of the country when there was a bang, and something hit Jing Fa's head.

When I picked it up, it was the paper ball and seal that he threw out before.

"His grandfather's, there's still no end, I'm not going to do it. As he spoke, he wanted to throw the portrait away in public, but as soon as he raised his hand, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a man walking not far away, holding a birdcage in his hand, whistling at the canary in it.

The man was surrounded by several tall guards, who heard Jingfa's shout at this moment and were looking this way.

Meeting the other party's eyes, Jing Fa felt a cold surge, and at a glance, he knew that these people were not the masters to be messed with.

Seeing this, Jing Fa hurriedly re-pinched the note, held it in his hand, nodded and smiled at these people, and watched them walk past him.

After they were far away, Jingfa opened the note again and found that the man walking the bird looked exactly like the person drawn on the note.

"Boy, this is your goal, hurry up and complete the task, Waseimon wants elites, not waste. At this moment, the voice of the mysterious old man floated from the air again and crashed into Jingfa's ears.

Hearing the words "Dushengmen", Jing Fa immediately cheered up, he checked the seal in his hand, and said with a smile in his heart: "It turned out that I wanted to weigh how many catties and taels I have, rest assured, it must be heavier than this seal." ”

After collecting the seal, Jingfa quietly followed the team of bird walkers.