Wenting Villas.

The once neat and elegant courtyard can now be seen at the gate with mottled fallen leaves, torn cobwebs, and a spider the size of a pigeon's egg trying to repair the web, looking anxious and irritable, and really can't stand life without webs.

The courtyard door is ajar, there are dead bamboos on the road, and the flowers that should be in full bloom are also a little drooping, listlessly looking at the koi in the small pond with the belly facing up, the koi's mouth is weakly opening and closing, as if he is scolding last night I don't know which drunk guy put water indiscriminately, I don't know that koi are very delicate!

But laughter was heard from time to time in the inner courtyard, which seemed out of place with such a dilapidated scene.

A tall and thin figure walked through the gate, looked at the courtyard, and walked straight back. Walking through the corridor and entering the inner courtyard, the absurd scene in front of him made his two sword eyebrows frown slightly.

Three men and five women, unclothed, some are drinking, some are dancing swords, and some are carrying out some kind of most primitive entertainment, and the drinker, a large glass, seems to have come to the interest and added to the primitive entertainment......

"Who are you?"

It wasn't until the person dancing the sword seemed to have finally detached himself from his artistic conception that he found a person standing at the entrance of the corridor, with a tall and thin figure, and a pair of thin and narrow eyes under a pair of sword eyebrows, I don't know if it was his original coldness, or if these eyes made him look cold, just looking at him, the sword dancer actually shivered, and couldn't help but take a step back.

But when he spoke, the others had already reacted, and they all looked at the entrance of the corridor, and with a single glance, they all froze, as if someone had performed a group immobilization technique.

It wasn't until a certain woman felt her male partner's things shrink and gradually slide out that she turned her head back at her male partner and said, "What's wrong? Who is he?"

This man finally came back to his senses, that's right, they are not the owners of this yard, they are all friends of Yang Zhujun, they have come here to drink, after Yang Zhujun's death, the small courtyard is empty, no one will take over, they judge that the house here, the Yang family may not know, so they came here to play, so they started to possess the mind, eat and drink all day long, and mix with the neighbors to be familiar, and then it will naturally be easy to talk.

It's just a thousand calculations, but the person who didn't count the arrival turned out to be him!

"Who is he, you are talking!" Looking at the somewhat stupid male companion, the woman's pungent personality couldn't help it, pinched it, and shouted, if it is not famous, just hit it out, what nonsense, is it a man!

"He's a ...... Duan Qing. The more the man spoke, the quieter his voice became.

The woman tilted her head: "Who?"

The man couldn't control his temper, and shouted: "Duan Qing!"

"Huh?" The woman immediately barked like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail, and then she was silent, her eyes looked to the side evasively, and she pinched the man's again, and asked quietly: "What should we do? Will he kill us?

The man ignored the woman, quickly stood up, pulled a few handfuls of clothes, and said, "That...... We are not the owner here, and it has nothing to do with Yang Zhujun, but the scenery here is not bad, come and shop, hehe...... Well, let's go. ”

As he spoke, his face was facing Duan Qing, and he didn't even dare to expose his back, so he withdrew from the inner courtyard and ran away in a panic. Eight of them were all dressed in simple clothes, and running was a different story.

Duan Qing walked in quietly, sat at the table, picked up a chicken leg and gnawed it, then lifted a jar of wine, patted off the mud seal, and a unique aroma of old wine wafted out, the wine was brown and red, but there was no taste of medicinal herbs, obviously the wine-making technique was very clever, and he didn't let the taste of medicinal herbs take away the taste of wine, so he ate and drank a lot.

Xiaolan entered the door with wine and food, and when she saw this scene, she couldn't help but shake her head slightly, there are really few monks in this world who dare not care about other people's eyes like this.

"Just stay?" Xiaolan raised her hand and swept the original wine and food into a special storage bag, placing the newly purchased wine and food.

Duan Qing didn't mind at all and put on a chicken leg, took a bite, and his eyes lit up: "This high-grade phoenix-tailed spirit chicken tastes better than ordinary spirit chickens, don't be busy, eat together." ”

"I ......" Xiaolan hesitated.

Duan Qing pulled her to sit down: "There are not so many rules, just clink a glass and do it." ”

Xiaolan's expression was a little trance, on this Burning Sky Star, feelings are feelings, rules are rules, not comparable, as a maid, even if it is the refining period, it is the first time to eat at the same table with the master, and she can't help but feel a little emotional, but suddenly remembered that her problem was actually crossed by Duan Qing like this, and she hurriedly asked again.

Duan Qing put down his wine glass, his expression became more serious, and said: "In this situation, I will be chased and killed wherever I go, it is better to stay in this Imperial City, the city gate can block some small harassments, save unnecessary trouble, and besides, this place will become my home field in the shortest possible time." ”

"Home?" Xiaolan couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Duan Qing nodded: "That's right, it will be arranged after eating, don't hide any other good things you have that I can apply to, this time it's really going to be fatal." ”

Xiaolan finally understood Duan Qing's intentions, so she nodded: "That's it, then you have to give me some time, let me think about it, it's best to use the lore formation!"

"Don't worry, I'll put up a few confusion arrays first, so as not to be broken in. Duan Qing put down his wine glass, turned around and began to work.

Xiaolan was thinking, holding her chin with her hand, and when she turned her gaze, she saw Duan Qing's back, and she couldn't turn back.

What kind of man is the most attractive?

In Xiaolan's opinion, handsome, chic, handsome, rich, and powerful...... These are all kind of charms, and I used to think it would be fascinating, and even I would occasionally be tempted by myself, but now it's not enough.

"Men who are focused are the most attractive. ”

Xiaolan's eyes unconsciously burst into starlight, this is a kind of worship, at this time she has to admit that this ordinary looking guy has a unique charm, which makes her fall deeper and deeper, and she can't extricate herself......

............

Behind the bustling main road of the Imperial City, there is a narrow alley, yes, there are also alleys in the Imperial City, and Feng Tiangong's original intention is probably also for those monks whose lives are not very satisfactory.

At this time, in front of an extremely inconspicuous small room, a man with an extremely wooden look walked closer, knocked on the door twice with his hand, and knocked three times with the knocker, and then was silent for a while, waiting for a while, the extremely narrow courtyard door opened, and a middle-aged man with the same look of wood only glanced at it, didn't say anything, turned around and walked back, then the middle-aged man who knocked on the door stepped in, closed the door seriously, and made a small mechanism, and then walked in.

"Old Seven, you're here. ”

A middle-aged man with a Chinese face greeted him, and the man named Lao Qi just nodded slightly, did not reply, sat on an empty chair, and just closed his eyes and recuperated.

At this time, there have been five middle-aged people sitting in the room, their appearance is not the slightest similar, and their figures are much worse, but they have a lot in common, the same numb face, the same characterless face, and the same silence that people will not pay attention to, just like a group of ordinary people who are helpless and numb for life, because they also have no momentum reflected in them.

Although walking in the Imperial City, even if you run in a random restaurant, you can't be an ordinary person, but among the monks, the hierarchy is extremely strict, you are not conspicuous, you are engaged in low-level work, and you are not surrounded by friends, then you are an ordinary person, and you will be looked down upon.

Probably because of this, the Yang family excluded the twelve iron guards of the dead this time, except for the four people who could not come to the field to perform tasks, there were eight people who came to this event, and the lowest of them were all Yuan Infant Stage Sixfold Cultivation, and the old repair of its Chinese character face was Yuan Infant Stage Eightfold, and the rest were Sevenfold.

They don't need much communication between them, and being able to say hello is already very exceptional, because this old seven is the strongest of the sevenfold cultivators among them, and he once single-handedly killed a ninefold master of the Yuan Infant Stage, giving the name of Tiewei a new height.

Moreover, the Yang family didn't know where they got a kind of exercise, which could make people feel each other's hearts, of course, the premise was that they had to practice this kind of exercise, so the twelve iron guards had a heart-to-heart connection, and there were no secrets from each other.

They have no relatives, only companions, they don't even know that they belong to the Yang family, they only know that they are a leader with a mask named Iron Hand, who raised them from a young age, taught them to cultivate, and learned various skills, so that they can live a life without food and clothing, this kind of kindness, they will not be able to repay it for a lifetime.

At this time, the two of them walked in again, they were specially responsible for intelligence, and as soon as they entered the door, their smiles disappeared instantly and became numb, obviously that kind of smile was just used to deal with the outside world.

"After getting the information, Duan Qing entered the Imperial City and occupied a house called Yang Zhujun, which was called Wenting Yayuan. ”

"This is a portrait of Duan Qing, his cultivation was originally said to be the fifth level of the Yuan Infant Period, but today's news, his cultivation has reached the sixth level. This period is only two months. ”

Someone spread a portrait on the table, and the boss with a Chinese character face said, "What is his talent?"

"He doesn't have any talent. ”

The simple answer made the people in the room all frown unconsciously, and the boss muttered: "Without any talent, you can break through a small realm in two months?

"That's what the intelligence says. The man who was fiddling with the portrait said.

The boss nodded: "The information of Zhongyi Hall is trustworthy, but the more this is the case, the more it shows that there is a problem with this person, and the problem is very big...... In this way, you invite the hall master of Zhongyi Hall here, here are 500,000 top-grade spirit stones, you take them all to him, I want to have a good chat with him about this Duan Qing. ”

............

Wenting Villas.

Duan Qing opened the door and walked in, and saw that Xiaolan was resting in the flower garden, so he took it, Xiaolan smiled and said, "What are you busy with?"

Duan Qing said: "Sold some information. ”

"How much did you earn?"

"I lost 800,000 yuan. ”

"......" Xiaolan rubbed her forehead, not knowing what to say.