Yuen Kee Tea House.

Although Tancheng is a border city with miscellaneous places in all directions and Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, I am afraid that there are not many places to find more miscellaneous and more talkable than the people in the Yuanji Teahouse.

Fang Tianji rarely goes to the teahouse, and he doesn't have many opportunities to drink tea.

He hates tea, especially the bitter taste of tea.

He likes to drink sweet things, such as orange juice, rock sugar pear juice is his favorite, life is already very miserable, so why drink some bitter things to increase the bitterness?

His life has been bitter enough!

He lost his father at the age of three, his mother at the age of five, he was unrelated at the age of seven, his master died at the age of twelve, his master died at the age of seventeen, his wife died at the age of twenty, his son died at the age of thirty-nine, and the white-haired man sent the black-haired man.

Now he is only forty years old, but he is already described as withered, goosebumps, and at a glance, he looks no different from an old man in his sixties and seventies.

His life is a history of suffering, but he did not complain, he saw everything as a test of God, he was atoning for his sins.

There are many ways to atone for sin, and his atonement was to kill.

There are a lot of people in the teahouse, and this time period is the time when the teahouse is the most crowded.

In addition to drinking, desert people also like to drink tea.

Unlike wine, they are not picky about tea, no matter what kind of tea it is, as long as they can drink it, what they drink is not tea, but a mood.

Nowadays, few people can calm down and enjoy tea carefully.

"Did you hear that? Someone died again last night?"

"Oh, who is it"

"I heard that it is the head of the Zhenlong Dart Bureau, Nie Yuan, a boxer"

"How is it possible? Nie Yuan is a famous figure for a long time, how can he say that he will die, who has such great ability?

"Reliable, now Tancheng has gone crazy, and some people have even seen Nie Yuan's corpse"

"How"

"Miserable, head separation"

"So cruel, who is the murderer?

"Who dares to catch it, and who can catch it, this is a murderer who killed Nie Yuan with a sword"

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There were many people in the teahouse whispering and lowering their voices to speak, all about the news of Nie Yuan's death last night.

This news spread like a plague in Tancheng, and now no one doubts its authenticity, the three of them have become tigers, and everyone is gold, not to mention that the people of a city are talking about it.

Ordinary people don't feel much, what is really shocked is the people in the rivers and lakes, who Nie Yuan is, I'm afraid no one in Tancheng doesn't know.

Yiquandao people, one of the three second-rate forces in Tancheng, the chief dart head and helmsman of the Zhenlong Dart Bureau, are like the emperor of the soil in Tancheng.

"Hey, it's really embarrassing to think that a character like Nie Yuan actually said that he would die when he died, no matter how prominent and rich he was in life, he turned into a piece of loess after death, and his soul returned to heaven and earth. ”

A middle-aged man who looked like a scribe took a sip of tea, ate a snack, sighed, and said quietly, with infinite emotion.

"Yes, yes, who would have thought that Mr. Nie, who was extremely brave a few days ago, would die in Huangquan today, it is really impermanence and unpredictable fate!" a young man with a long sword and a white robe next to him echoed.

A few days ago, Liu Huanan, the owner of the Wuhua Gate, was killed, and his body was hung on a tree, and last night Nie Zong's head was killed again, and his body was separated.

"Brother Bai, the younger brother heard that both of them were killed by the same murderer, I wonder if this is true?" the young man said cautiously, and several people next to him also leaned their heads over, looking nervous and curious.

This statement is indeed true, the master of the Wuhua Sect and the head of Nie Zong's dart were both killed by one person, and a small pocket sword with the length of a thumb was left next to the corpse. The middle-aged scribe surnamed Bai nodded and said.

"Who is the murderer and what does he look like? Brother Bai, you have seen the murderer in our group, tell you everyone, is it really a devil as the outside world says?" the young man then asked, looking at him very curious about this matter, I am afraid that he will not stop without asking clearly.

The man surnamed Bai coughed his throat, and suddenly someone handed him a cup of throat tea, and he was surprised how this group of people became so diligent, when an old face full of wrinkles suddenly appeared in front of him, scaring him half to death.

He suddenly complained a little and said, "Uncle, can you always stop showing up suddenly?

The people next to them also nodded in agreement, and the moment Fang Tianji appeared just now, they were also taken aback.

The uncle in the mouth of this man surnamed Bai is Fang Tianji.

He didn't pay attention to the words of the middle-aged scribe, nor did he care about his messing up of generations, but stared at the man surnamed Bai and said, "Describe the appearance of the murderer you saw carefully and carefully with the old man, and there is no room for error." ”

His voice was hoarse, dry, and unusually unpleasant, and his withered countenance was terrifying.

Bai Chouwan never thought that one day he would be frightened by an old man, and as the leader of the disciples of Feishatang, he would be frightened by an old man, and I am afraid that this will make people laugh out of their big teeth.

But now he didn't think about these things at all, cold sweat was already falling on his forehead, and his body trembled slightly.

He finally recognized who the "old man" in front of him was.

"One-armed sword feud" Fang Tianji.

This is a figure who became famous earlier than Nie Yuan.

His reputation was built up with a lot of bones, and he once killed more than eighty members of a family in one night, just to practice his sword skills.

He was a ruthless man, an executioner who killed without blinking.

He kills everything. He killed his wife, he killed his son, and even himself.

He once cut off one of his own arms with his own hands, when he was still young, and he was already famous in the desert.

Now that it appears again, I am afraid that it will set off another bloody storm.

No one knows how good he is now, because no one wants to die.

It was the first time Song Wandeng had seen Bai Chouwan show this expression, since he met Bai Chouwan, in his impression, Bai Chouwan had a confident and indifferent expression.

I didn't expect the big disciple of Feishatang to show such a frightened look.

Feishatang is just a third-rate force, not strong in Tancheng, but very famous.

The main reason is that the three disciples under the master of Feisha Tangtang are famous.

It is known as the three uniques of wisdom, righteousness and martial arts.

Bai Chou is wise at night.

There are very few people in the desert who he can't decide, and Fang Tianji is just one of them.

When he met the Tianji above, it was Xiucai who met the soldiers, and he couldn't explain it.

Although Song Wandeng has just broken into the rivers and lakes, she also knows who can be offended and who cannot be offended.

What occasions to say what to say, and what occasions to be dumb.

He is not a stupid person, otherwise it would be impossible to be friends with Bai Chouwan, and the friends of smart people are generally smart people.

The old man in front of him is obviously not easy to mess with, although he doesn't know him and can't figure out his identity, but it doesn't matter, Bai Chou knows later.

As long as one person knows, there is a tall man to support it when the sky falls.

Bai Chouwan showed a wry smile on his face, his eyes were a little helpless, and he told the appearance of Xu Zidao who he saw at the Yunlai Inn last night.

"You're saying that the murderer wears a hideous demon mask and can't see clearly, only that he is a man, and that he is a young man. His martial arts are very powerful, far above Nie Yuan, and he killed Nie Yuan with just one sword?"

Fang Tianji's two extremely sparse eyebrows frowned, and the wrinkles between his foreheads became even deeper, making his expression extremely hideous.

He spoke like the dry bark of a shaky tree, giving people a strange and terrifying feeling.

Bai Chouwan nodded, the cold sweat on his forehead was even more, he had never sweated so much today before.

Fang Tianji didn't speak again, his only hand was holding the knife, while his eyes were looking at the knife in his hand.

It was a mountain opening knife, the back of the knife was two fingers thick, the blade was very sharp, flashing with cold light, and there was no scabbard.

There must have been a lot of deaths under the knife of this knife, otherwise it would not be possible to feel a chill just by looking at it.

Bai Chouwan didn't speak, and Song Wandeng didn't speak, as long as he was smart, he wouldn't speak.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere became eerie.

However, not all people are smart people, and there are always people who can't stand loneliness.

On the left hand side of Song Wandeng, a young man with two mustaches took the lead in breaking the silence in the room.

"I don't know what the murderer looks like, why should he wear a mask if he dares to kill in public? Is he afraid that others will recognize him?"

The cold sweat on Bai Chouwan's face was about to gather into a stream of water, and his heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out of his throat.

He secretly cursed a stupid person in his heart, he knew Fang Tianji's temperament best, and he also knew that he hated others talking the most when he didn't speak.

That would be in a bad mood.

When he was in a bad mood, he would kill people, and he would kill people until he was in a good mood.

There are very few people in this world who kill people who are in a good mood, and he happens to be secondary.

Fortunately, Fang Tianji was not in a bad mood today, on the contrary, he was a little happy, he found someone who could sharpen his sword skills, which was always something to be happy about.