"Yue'er, this is Zhao Gongzi, he saved you. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Mrs. Liu pointed to Zhao Xinming and briefly explained the matter.

Liu Yue was quite embarrassed, and squirmed for a while, before she said, "Thank you Zhao Gongzi." ”

Zhao Xinming smiled awkwardly, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Mrs. Liu, how much do you know about Mr. Zhang?"

Mrs. Liu was silent for a moment and said, "Gongzi Zhao, as far as I know, Mr. Zhang and the others didn't know each other originally, but they came together because they wanted to enter the ghost domain. Mr. Zhang's real name is Zhang Zifan, and he was originally the master of the Taishou of Xihe County in Bingzhou, who was implicated and exiled by the imperial court two years ago. Zhang Zifan stayed in the county, and Mao recommended himself to the new Taishou, but the new Taishou humiliated Zhang Zifan fiercely in front of everyone. Zhang Zifan held a grudge, and actually united with outsiders to kill the new Taishou, so he was wanted by the imperial court, and he fled here in desperation. ”

Mrs. Liu paused and continued: "Boss Wu's real name is Wu Yuren, and he is a famous giant in Liangzhou. When the imperial court sent troops to Liangzhou, this person took advantage of the fire to rob and robbed the imperial court of a batch of food and wages. Afterwards, the imperial court investigated the matter and sent troops to destroy his lair. Boss Wu was forced to be helpless, so he fled here. This person's internal strength is six times cultivated, and he has a treasure knife in his hand, which is very powerful. is ruthless, turns his face and doesn't recognize people. Boss Wu and Zhang Zifan have been in Heishui Town for more than a year, and they have always been good friends, so Zhao Gongzi must be careful of them. ”

Zhao Xinming nodded and asked again, "Mrs. Liu, who is that old man?"

Mrs. Liu shook her head and said, "Zhao Gongzi, the old man's surname is Liu, we all call him Liu Lao." This person is a three-fold cultivator, who rarely speaks, and is a servant of a noble son. The noble prince claimed to be surnamed Wang, and because he offended the magnates of the capital, he fled here. What is the origin of the master and servant, even Boss Wu can't find out. It was only because Liu Lao's strength was too strong that Boss Wu pulled the two in. ”

Madam Liu paused for a moment and said again: "In addition, there is also a swordsman named Wu Yiqing, who is a disciple of the Evergreen Sect of the Jiaozhou Great Sect. He was expelled from the sect because he accidentally killed the son of an elder when he was in Dabi in the door. In order to take revenge, this elder chased and killed Wu Yiqing many times. Wu Yiqing was forced to have no choice but to flee here. This person's sixfold cultivation of internal strength, one-handed swordsmanship is quite good, and he is also a decent person, so the son may wish to contact more. ”

Zhao Xinming listened attentively, wrote them down one by one, and after exchanging information with Mrs. Liu, he sent the two away. At this time, on the second floor of "Wang Ji Pawnshop", Zhang Zifan and Boss Wu were also discussing the matter.

"Mr. Zhang, is this person a master of artistic conception?" asked Boss Wu impatiently.

Zhang Zifan nodded and said, "Boss Wu, it's basically certain." As far as I know, only the artistic conception can be dealt with, and this person made a move with Liu Yue with his bare hands, and it was not affected at all, but Liu Yue suffered a loss. In my opinion, this person's artistic conception is even above Liu Yue's 'killing realm'. ”

"Mr. Zhang, there are also high and low artistic conceptions?" said Boss Wu curiously.

Zhang Zifan said: "Boss Wu, the artistic conception is broad and profound, and no one can say clearly. There is no common discussion on how many artistic conceptions there are in the world, and these artistic conceptions have their own strengths and weaknesses. However, the artistic conception is divided into three levels: the first layer of the mind moves at will, the second layer of the mind is free, and the third layer of the mind is connected. ”

Zhang Zifan paused for a moment and said again: "A layer of intention moves at will, at this time, the 'artistic conception' is controlled by people, and the intention is born from the heart. For example, Liu Yue, only if she has a murderous intent, the 'Killing Realm' will play a role, so as long as we don't provoke her, there will be no danger. The second layer of the heart is used at will, at this time, the 'artistic conception' is affecting people's minds all the time, if Liu Yue advances to this level, even if we don't provoke her, she may kill us at any time, very dangerous! The three layers of the mind are connected, this layer is not recorded in the book, only that it is said to be back to the basics, no different from ordinary people, what it is, I don't know. ”

Boss Wu was overjoyed and said, "Mr. Zhang, are you saying that this person's artistic conception has reached the second level?"

Zhang Zifan nodded and said, "It is very possible, it is also possible that this person's artistic conception is more special, and he can just restrain the 'killing realm'." In either case, this person is worth wooing. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Zifan suddenly frowned: "This matter is not urgent, but I always feel that Liu Lao's eyes are a little wrong when he looks at this person, as if he knows him." By the way, Boss Wu, have you found out the origin of Wang Gongzi?"

Boss Wu shook his head and said in a deep voice: "No, I have checked all over Liangzhou, and I haven't found such a number one person." Over there at Heishui Pass, I also sent people, and there is no such person among the wanted criminals, maybe they are really from the capital, right?"

Zhang Zifan shook his head, and suddenly became a little uneasy, this feeling of not being in control was really bad! Just when Zhang Zifan was worried about himself, in a small courtyard next to the "Wang Ji Pawnshop," Liu Lao stood respectfully below, and Wang Gongzi sat above, and saw Liu Lao coughing violently again.

"Elder Liu, what's going on?" Wang Gongzi asked softly after a sigh of relief.

"Little Wangye, it's all done, this person is Zhao Xinming from Qingzhou!" Liu Lao hurriedly replied.

"Is that the Zhao Xinming who Zhou Jin offered a reward of 10,000 taels of gold?" Wang Gongzi frowned and asked.

"It's this person. Liu Lao nodded and continued, "Little Wangye, I think this person is more than noble, but the king is not obvious. I don't know why Zhou Jin is holding on tightly. ”

"Hehe, the court acts, and would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go!" Wang Gongzi sneered and said, "Father, they have always been obedient, and they have not given their own lives. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Gongzi's face flushed, and he coughed violently again. Liu Lao looked at Wang Gongzi with a concerned face, and comforted: "Little prince, the king of Xishan was killed by a traitor, and he also asked the little prince to mourn and change." ”

Wang Gongzi sighed and said, "Lao Liu is old, my body can't be delayed any longer, how are you preparing over there?"

"Back to the little prince, everyone is already in place, a total of three masters of the outer gang and one heavy, and more than twenty good players with more than 4 internal strength, all of whom are the former subordinates of the old prince, and they are very reliable. Liu Lao hurriedly said.

"Good. That Zhao Xinming, I would like to see him once if I have a chance. If possible, help him, although this person cannot be used by me, but he has luck and a deep enmity with the court, and may help us in the future. Wang Gongzi paused for a moment, and suddenly sneered, "As for Zhang Zifan and Wu Yuren, a traitor seeking glory and a mountain bandit, if it weren't for Wu Yuren's little value, this king would have wanted to clean him up a long time ago." When the time comes, let them drag some people, and life and death will not matter. ”

"The subordinates obeyed. Liu Lao hurriedly said.

In an inn not far from the northeast of the courtyard, Wu Yiqing stood quietly in front of the window, constantly gesturing with sword moves in his hand, ignoring these things, as if he had nothing to do with him.