"Is that Jiang Jiujin?"

This question was asked by Fan Ru again.

It is now the tenth day of the first month of January, and there are still three days before Fan Ru's leg is cut off at the knee.

The festive atmosphere of the Spring Festival is still floating all over the place, but Fan Ru and Jian Ming can't return, so they can only gather around a small stove, huddle together, or drink nostalgia alone.

And in this year's Spring Festival, the most eye-catching thing is, of course, the scene of the assassination of Shen Gongxing.

In the days when they were not received and could not leave, what could make Fan Ru and Jian Ming interested at the same time was this scene and the current situation.

Fan Ru picked up the tender meat with chopsticks, inserted it into the pot that was already boiling, and immediately said lightly.

"Li Tuo has no chance. ”

Jian Ming wondered.

"Four or five days ago, didn't you still say that Li Tuo was the number one killer in the world?"

The meat was half baked, and Fan Ru had already hurriedly stuffed it into his mouth.

"Even today, Li Tuo is the number one killer in the world. ”

"But even if he is the number one killer in the world, after tomorrow, there will be no chance to assassinate Shen Gong. ”

Of course, Jian Ming is a fledgling stunned boy, although he has always stood behind Lu Muqing, but he has never had his own thoughts and in-depth research on the situation in the rivers and lakes.

So I can't help but ask Fan Ru for advice.

Sword Path.

"How?"

Fan Ru chuckled and said.

"Do you remember what we talked about four or five days ago?"

Jian Ming tried his best to recall, but still shook his head.

Confucianism.

"You probably don't remember. Even if I did, it would be an understatement. ”

But this incident, which is an understatement, is enough to pronounce Li Tuo's failure. ”

Jian Ming hurriedly asked.

"What the hell is going on?"

Confucianism.

"Ximensha has returned to Tang City. ”

Jian Ming slapped the table abruptly.

"Yes, yes. I also said at the time that it was not surprising that Simmensa was just going home for the New Year. ”

Fan Ru sandwiched another chopstick meat.

"Is Ximensha really just going back to Tang City for the New Year?"

Jian Ming's gaze flinched slightly, and he still couldn't judge.

So Fan Ru continued.

"Ximensha is the leader of the Qinghua Building, and leaving at this time shows two things. ”

Jian Ming pricked up his ears and listened with a humble attitude.

"First, the Qinghua Building has been cleaned up, and there can be big moves anytime and anywhere. ”

Jian Ming's eyes were immediately covered with dust, and he said lightly.

"It's not a good thing for us. ”

Fan Ru did not interface here, but continued the Tao.

"Second, Shen Gongxing will definitely live. ”

Sword Path.

"Why can Simmensha live once he returns to the city?"

Confucianism.

"Because Simmensha will definitely take Shen Gong away. ”

"What the killer fears most is that after figuring out all the deployments, the environment suddenly changes. Once Shen Gongxing is picked up, it is equivalent to all the previous Li Tuo's layouts being empty. Since then, not only have Ximen Jingtang, Gong Zhijing, and Xue Qi guarding by Shen Gong's side, but also Qinghualou is around, unless he is willing to take off his skin, there is no possibility of success. ”

Jian Ming had no choice but to sigh and shake his head.

At this time, Jian Ming remembered to move his chopsticks.

Fortunately, the two of them ate on the stove, otherwise it would have been cold.

It wasn't until Jian Ming sandwiched the meat into the bowl that he was slightly stunned and found that he had not prepared soy sauce and sesame oil.

But he saw that Fan Ru had already gotten up.

Although they don't live together, after all, they have been around Lu Muqing for many years, and Fan Ru is careful, and he has already mastered the habit of sword and hell.

At this time, it was brought from the kitchen.

When he swept past the window, Fan Ru suddenly did not move.

His eyes shrank involuntarily, and then he looked out the window to a corner.

The snow was still flying, and the shadows were shaking in the corners.

Fan Ru couldn't help but ask.

"Is that Jiang Jiujin?"