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Breeze.

Ancient walls.

Yong.

Shen Hanzhu stood quietly in front of the city gate, the snow sword on his shoulder.

The setting sun shone on him as well as on his sword. The sword is long, his shadow is longer.

Suddenly there was a neighing of horses in the distance, accompanied by a rhythmic sound of horses' hooves.

At this time, a strange old man over half a hundred years old suddenly appeared beside him. He is said to be strange because of his strange appearance, with a strange chin, fat ears, and a pockmarked face. Such a person will always remember him if you meet him for the first time.

The old man asked, "Are you waiting for someone?"

Shen Hanzhu nodded and said, "Yes, I'm waiting for someone." ”

"Who are you waiting for?"

"A man on horseback!"

"What kind of man is he?"

Shen Hanzhu's face became extremely cold, and two words came out of his mouth: "Dead man!"

The old man asked in surprise, "You're going to kill him?"

Shen Hanzhu did not deny it: "Yes, I want to kill him!"

"You have a grudge against him?"

"Possibly!"

The old man smiled: "Maybe it doesn't mean that there must be, what if you kill it by mistake?"

Shen Hanzhu asked strangely, "Are you trying to persuade me?"

The old man said: "I can't talk about persuasion, I just think you can't kill him." ”

Shen Hanzhu asked, "Do you think my martial arts are not good enough?"

"Definitely!" the old man pointed to a black-faced man not far away, "Have you seen this person?"

The black-faced man carried a knife in his hand, the back of the knife was thick, and the blade was thin.

Shen Hanzhu nodded and said, "I saw it." ”

The old man said, "He's closer to the man on horseback, and he's going to strike before you." When you want to kill that person, that person must already be a dead person. ”

"Definitely. ”

"So it won't be you who killed him. ”

"How do you know that man is going to kill him?"

The old man smiled: "Not only do I know that person will kill him, but I also know that after he kills someone, the crime will definitely be added to your head." ”

Shen Hanzhu also smiled: "It sounds like you're telling the truth." ”

"You don't believe me?"

"Give me a reason to believe your word!"

The old man pondered for a moment and said, "You came to kill this person, are you entrusted by someone?" ”

Shen Hanzhu admitted quickly: "So to speak. ”

"The person who entrusted you knows you well?"

"It's not very familiar. ”

"If you don't know each other, why should he believe you?"

Shen Hanzhu seemed to understand the meaning of the old man's words, and asked, "Are you saying that he not only entrusted me, but also others?"

The old man suddenly touched his long chin and said, "Double insurance." ”

Shen Hanzhu's heart moved, and he said, "That's not right!"

"What's wrong?"

Shen Hanzhu said: "That black-faced man is definitely a master, if he makes a move, he will definitely not be my turn to make a move." ”

"You're right. ”

"So when people invited me, they didn't really ask me to do it. ”

"You're right again. ”

"Then there is only one purpose for me to come. ”

"Which one?"

Shen Hanzhu said word by word: "That's what you just said, let me take the blame!"

The old man began to clap his hands: "You finally understand. ”

Shen Hanzhu suddenly stared at the old man's face and said, "How do you know so much? Who are you?"

The old man sighed and said, "Why did you think to ask me this question now?"

Shen Hanzhu said: "It's not too late to ask you this question now. ”

The old man said: "Actually, it doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I gave you the answer." ”

Shen Hanzhu thought for a moment and asked, "Should we not know each other?"

The old man said, "I really don't know." ”

Shen Hanzhu asked, "Then you came to tell me all this, what is your purpose?"

The old man also stared at Shen Hanzhu's face and said, "I want you to save people." ”

"Who do you want me to save?"

"The man who came on horseback!"

Shen Hanzhu suddenly sighed and said, "He was originally a dead man. ”

The old man said, "If you are willing to come to the rescue, then he will not be a dead man." ”

Shen Hanzhu asked, "He's your friend?"

The old man said, "No, to be exact, he is my enemy. ”

Shen Hanzhu exclaimed, "You want to save your enemy?"

"Yes!"

"Why?"

"Because he shouldn't have died, at least not now. ”

Shen Hanzhu said: "What if I don't save it?"

The old man said, "You will be saved." ”

"What are you going to convince me?"

The old man said, "Keeping him will be very useful to you." ”

"For example?"

"The person who entrusted you must have told you that you can know a lot of secrets in his mouth!"

These words reminded Shen Hanzhu of what Li Shanchang told him about the people behind his father's and mother's bloody case. If you want to know the real cause of your father's death, this person really doesn't deserve to die!

Thinking of this, Shen Hanzhu was speechless for a while.

The old man said, "You understand?"

Shen Hanzhu said: "I understand." ”

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves was near.

The black-faced man really made a move.

His body looks heavy, but his skills are quite agile.

Man is already in mid-air, like a black vulture.

The knife has risen.

Reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun.

Light, blinding light.

The horse was startled, its front hooves raised, and it neighed.

The man on the horse had rolled off his horse.

He trembled and got up from the ground. The fact that he can get up means that he is not dead.

The knife that was originally slashed at him kept spinning in mid-air at this time, making a piercing "boom" sound, and finally fell to the ground, half of the blade was in the ground, and the handle of the knife was still shaking.

It was the Snow Sword that knocked this knife away, and the Snow Sword had returned to Shen Hanzhu's hand.

The black-faced man has an earthy face. His hand that had been holding the knife had fallen down, and his mouth was bleeding.

He stared at Shen Hanzhu fiercely and said angrily, "Why did you want to save him?"

Shen Hanzhu slowly carried the snow sword to his shoulders and asked rhetorically, "Why did you kill him?"

The black-faced man said: "In order to make money, as long as I kill him, I can get two hundred taels of silver." ”

Shen Hanzhu said: "Oh, if your reason for killing is really that simple, then you can go to the 'Hyatt Tower' at noon tomorrow and ask me for two hundred taels of silver!"

The black-faced man snorted, walked over and drew his knife, and walked away.