Whoever stands by and watches, I am also a playwright

When the child was in Chengdu, Chengdu Mansion, Zuiyue Building, in the firewood room.

In the dim firewood room, smoke was filled, and there was a faint fragrance in the tense air.

The old man was stunned for a moment, paused his laughter, stood up, and said lightly: Young man, you live in that room, and the old man will send you over to rest.

An also stood up and said lightly: I don't live here.

Old man: You're not a resident?

Antao: I'm not.

Old Man Dao: Then who are you?

Antao: I said, the people who came to kill you.

The old man took a puff of cigarette and said with a faint smile: Okay, since you said that I am the shopkeeper, then how do you know that the shopkeeper is in the firewood room?

Antao: I don't know.

The old man said: Oh?

Antao: I didn't know before I came in, but I knew when I came in.

The old man said: Oh?

Ann smiled and said: It seems that if I don't make it clear, you won't admit it.

Old man: Please speak.

Antao: Although your pipes are of inferior quality, the tobacco in them is not ordinary.

The old man smiled and said: How is it not ordinary?

An Dao: If my guess is correct, this sweet flavor is Wuyi's specialty celestial vanilla.

Old man: So what?

An smiled: How can an old man who keeps vigil in the firewood room afford to smoke the celestial herbs that are said to be drunk when the gods smoke them?

The old man said: What if the shopkeeper rewarded him?

An smiled, twisted the wine jug on the table, and said: This is also a reward?

The old man's smile became even stronger, and he said, "What's wrong with this wine?"

Antao: Although the rose dew is not as precious as the borneol and deer fetal wine in the palace, it is also the emperor's banquet in the palace, and how can the common people enjoy the wine given by the emperor?

The old man squinted, looked at An and said with a smile: "This day, Vanilla and Rose Dew don't even know about ordinary giant businessmen and rich people, how can you, a young man, know so much detail?"

Ann smiled and said, "Then you admit it?"

The old man sighed, "I admit that you are very clever, but you have made at least two things wrong, one of which is a fatal thing.

Ann's eyes lit up and said: Which two?

The old man smiled leisurely: First, my pipe is a secret system of Jiangxi official kiln, which is rare in the world. It seems ordinary, but it can bring out the sweetness of vanilla to the extreme, and the two are a perfect match. As he spoke, he shook his head and took another sip, looking intoxicated.

An smiled: That's really lonely, but it's a joke for the shopkeeper.

The old man shook his head and smiled: "It doesn't matter if the pipe is recognized or not, but if you get it wrong, it will kill you."

Antao: I'd like to hear more about it.

Old man: Do you know that there is a colorless, tasteless and invisible poison in the world?

An Dao: There are many colorless, tasteless and invisible poisons, but the most important of them is the drunken breeze of the Murong family in Jiangnan.

The old man smiled and said: Yes, it is the drunken breeze, and the person who is poisoned by this poison is not only completely unaware, but also seems to be refreshed, and the breeze is blowing.

An said lightly: In the second half of the hour, the poisoned person's whole body was like being pricked by needles, and the meridians of the whole body were broken and died, but there was no trace of scar on the surface.

The old man clapped his hands and smiled: Yes, yes, I like you more and more as a young man, but...

Antao: But what?

The old man sighed and said, "It's just that you're going to die in a while."

Ann was shocked: You poisoned the wine?

Old man: Exactly.

Antao: Didn't you get poisoned too?

The old man laughed: "Not really.

Antao: Oh?

Old man: Because I'm smoking.

Antao: Oh?

The old man had a smug look on his face and said with a smile: "When the wine came to my mouth, I used my luck to evaporate it and spit it out along with the smoke."

Ann clapped his hands and said: Admire.

Ann continued: You premeditated?

The old man took another puff of cigarette and said with a smile: "I know that Ah Ying can't kill you."

Antao: You guessed that I knew you were behind it?

Old man: Exactly.

Antao: So you're pretending to be an old man waiting for me here?

Old man: Exactly.

Ann sighed and said: I didn't expect that I felt that I was very smart, but in the end I was planted in my own hands.

The old man also sighed and said, "At first, I didn't want to kill you, I just sent Ah Ming to spy on you."

Andao: But then you know that I guessed your identity, and you are afraid that I will retaliate, so you have to kill me?

The old man said: Alas, who told your swordsmanship to be so fast and accurate.

The old man paused and said, "It is not a pleasant thing for anyone to be targeted by a young man with fast and accurate swordsmanship. Not only was it uncomfortable, it was terrible.

Antao: Can you see my swordsmanship?

The old man smiled and said, "Although you didn't have a sword with you when you killed that red-faced man, I can still see it." A true master, no longer confined to weapons.

The old man looked at An, sighed again, and said lightly: You are dying, do you still have any unfulfilled wishes?

Antao: I wonder who the red-faced man is?

The old man was stunned for a moment and said, "You wanted to know this before you died?"

Ann smiled and said: Exactly, please tell the shopkeeper.

The old man showed a strange smile on his face, and suddenly said: I am not the shopkeeper.

Antao: You're not?

Old man: I wasn't before, but I have been in recent years.

Antao: You killed the real shopkeeper?

The old man smiled and said, "Young man, you are really too smart, I will not be able to sleep well if an enemy like you live in the world, but fortunately you are going to die."

An Dao: People like you pretend to be the shopkeeper of a restaurant, presumably not for money.

Old Man: No.

Antao: The shopkeeper of the restaurant is even more nameless.

The old man said: Yes, I don't want money, and I don't want fame.

An said lightly: Then you are trying to hide your identity.

The old man laughed and said: If we talk any longer, I'm really afraid that I won't be willing to kill you. As he spoke, he groped out a delicate dagger from his bosom, looked at it carefully in front of the light.

Antao: You haven't answered my question yet.

The old man looked at the dagger carefully and said with a smile: "I have always had a problem.

Antao: What's wrong?

The old man said: I just don't want the person I killed to die too comfortably.

Antao: You're not going to tell me?

Old man: Exactly. Aren't you smart? I'm going to let you die in vain, who the hell is that red-faced man? haha.

Antao: I think you're not only a madman, but also a pervert.

The old man smiled and said: Yes, yes, I am a pervert, tsk, those women I killed all said so, haha, but the more they said this, the more excited I was, the more miserable they died.

Ann suddenly smiled and said, "I know who you are."

The old man was stunned and said with a smile: Who am I?

An said lightly: You are the flower thief, Gao Ali.

The old man's face instantly became gloomy, his eyes were full of cold light, he slowly pulled out his dagger, and said: This is the end of the gossip.

Ann smiled: I'm really lucky.

The old man said: Are you scared stupid?

Antao: Not really.

The old man said: Then what are you laughing at?

Antao: I'm looking for him.

The old man asked, "Are you looking for me?"

Antao: Yes, I'm looking for you.

The old man said: Why are you looking for me?

Antao: There's no particular reason.

The old man said: Oh?

Ann smiled and said, "If you have to say it, I just want to exchange your head's head for some rewards."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then laughed again.

quietly looked at the old man who was laughing wildly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After a long time, the old man paused to laugh, took a puff of his cigarette, and said lightly: Do you know how many people have tried to kill me in the past three years?

Antao: You say.

The old man looked at the dagger in his hand and said, "There are fourteen people in total, and soon it will be fifteen."

Andao: Are you saying that I will die at your hands like them?

The old man looked up at Ann and said with a smile: Those fourteen people are also young chivalrous men like you, thinking that I am a flower thief and easy to bully, and they have hit me with ideas, and as a result, hehe...

Antao: As a result, they all underestimated you, and you killed them instead.

The old man smiled and said, "You are no exception.

An looked at the old man with a smile and said softly: Do you really think you killed me?

The old man said: Are you bluffing me?

An smiled: You might as well give it a try.

The old man's cold eyes looked at Ann deadly, and after a while, he smiled: "I have never done anything that I am not sure of.

Antao: Are you scared?

The old man said: I don't care about a dying person.

Antao: Then you still don't make a move?

Old Man Dao: I suddenly want to talk to you again.

An smiled: You want to wait for me to die of a toxic attack?

The old man said: Yes, anyway, you will die of poison in a while, and I don't have to stain my dagger.

An smiled: You are afraid that I am not poisoned, are you afraid that you will be killed by me if you stab me with a dagger?

The old man's expression remained unchanged, he looked at An deadly, and suddenly smiled: Maybe so.

Antao: Then you got one more thing wrong.

The old man frowned and said, "What's the matter?"

Antao: If you don't come to kill me, won't I go over and kill you?

The old man instantly broke into a cold sweat, took a step back, and put on a posture, while An still didn't move at all, standing there quietly.

The old man suddenly stepped forward and said with a smile: Young man, your ability to bluff people is no worse than your ability to use a sword.

Antao: Really?

The old man said: You want to scare me off?

Ann smiled and didn't speak.

The old man said: You have obviously been poisoned.

Ann still smiled and didn't speak.

The old man smiled and said: You have been poisoned and your whole body can't move, so you are talking nonsense here to scare me away.

Ann smiled and said: I am not poisoned, you will know as soon as you try it.

The old man's eyes quickly turned, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: Your legs are already paralyzed and unable to move, so you deliberately provoked me to kill you, and then took advantage of my unpreparedness to sneak attack me, and wanted to drag me to die together, right?

An shook her head and said with a wry smile: I didn't expect you to be so cautious about a poisoned person.

The old man looked very happy, his face was proud, and he smiled: So I can live until now, and you...

Ann continued: And I'm going to die here, right?

The old man sneered: You are really an annoying young man.

Antao: Oh?

The old man said: In a few moments, when your hands are also paralyzed and you can't lift up, that's when I kill you.

Antao: You just said that you don't want to make a move.

The old man smiled: I have changed my mind, if I don't kill you with my own hands, it will be a little uncomfortable.

Antao: How much longer?

The old man sat down, put a peanut in his mouth, and said with a smile: At most, there is still time for a stick of incense.

Antao: That's a pity.

The old man took a puff of his cigarette and said with a smile: "Isn't it? This world of flowers is so fascinating, not to mention that you are such a young and vigorous young man."

Ann sighed and said: Alas.

The old man was very happy to see Ann's reaction, and the folds on his smiling face were stacked together, and his chubby face was like a chrysanthemum.

An suddenly said: Can you take off the mask so that I can see you clearly.

The old man was stunned for a moment and said, "Do you want to see me?"

An Dao: I'm afraid that when I got to the underworld, Lord Yama asked me who killed me, and I don't know whether to say whether it was the shopkeeper of the Zuiyue Tower, the old man who kept vigil in the firewood room, or a flower thief.

The old man laughed and said, "I see, then I'll let you take a look." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, revealing a lewd face full of horizontal flesh under the mask, and two whiskers jumped up and down with the opening and closing of his mouth, like a fat mouse that had eaten eight catties of lamp oil.

Ann looked at it and sighed again.

Gao Ali smiled: Why is this?

Andao: You better wear it, I knew that Your Excellency was so respectful, so you might as well not look at it.

Gao Ali's eyes were full of cold light, he stood up, slowly raised his hand, and said in a cold voice: Not only will I kill you, but I will also cut off your tongue, so that you will not be able to say a word until you reach the underworld.

Before the words fell, the cold light flashed, and Gao Ali had already stabbed Ann in the chest with a dagger, obviously really angry, and wanted to kill him with one blow.

Suddenly, a smile appeared at the corner of An's mouth in Gao Ali's eyes, and then spread to the corners of his eyes, Gao Ali was shocked, and secretly said that it was not good, but it was too late to stop at this moment, gritted his teeth, gathered his right hand, and stabbed forward.

Suddenly, the picture froze at that moment, and the dagger was less than half an inch away from Ann's heart, but that half an inch couldn't be pierced anyway.

Because a chopstick had been inserted into his throat, the blood didn't have time to flow out.

Gao Ali stared at his bulging eyes in disbelief, his eyes full of chagrin, remorse, and pain.

Slowly put down the hand holding the chopsticks, and said lightly: Do you want to know if I was poisoned?

Gao Ali stood there fixedly, a squeaky sound coming out of his throat, like a worn-out bellows pulling.

Ann said softly: I was poisoned, but this poison is of no use to me.

Gao Ali still had a look of disbelief on his face, but the annoyance and pain became more and more intense.

Ann continued: As for why, it's just that I ate too many herbs in the mountains when I was a child, maybe there are some poison-repelling herbs in it.

An seemed to see Gao Ali's puzzled expression, and then said to herself: What's more, I didn't tell you from beginning to end that I was poisoned, did I?

When Gao Ali heard this, his expression was complicated, and he struggled violently, blood gushed out of his throat, and he fell to the ground with a bang, still staring at his bulging eyes when he died.

An looked at the corpse that fell to the ground, and secretly said in his heart, the level of the painter who painted the portrait of Taiping Bang is really not comparable to ordinary people.