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"The city center, this area is quite lively, the chance is actually here, strange. ”

Walking on the street, muttering to himself as he walked, Guo Zhengyang did not only have expectations and longings for the opportunity he was about to encounter this time, but also had doubts, and the opportunity only appeared three days after killing the target, and it was nothing after a long time, but the place where it appeared was also in the center of Qingyuan, in the downtown streets in broad daylight.

An hour ago, when he was in class, he suddenly sensed the fluctuation of his thoughts, so he skipped class and ran out, and then the more he walked, the more it felt like he wanted to stay away from the county seat, Guo Zhengyang directly took a car, and did not say that the destination just kept pointing the driver to the road all the way, and when he passed by a certain intersection just now, his mind indicated that the goal had been reached.

This location......

Something interesting.

According to the guidance of his mind, Guo Zhengyang continued to walk dozens of meters before he suddenly paused, and then there was a very strange look in his eyes.

It's here.

The location of the mind guidance has arrived, but this location is actually next to a garbage bin at the intersection?

Looking at the garbage bin in front of him, and then looking at the pedestrians waiting for the red light left and right, or the traffic flowing on the road, the strange color in Guo Zhengyang's eyes is getting bigger and bigger.

What Ren thought before, he couldn't imagine that the final destination would be next to a garbage bin in Qingyuan City.

This intersection ......

After a few more glances left and right, he found that there was an eye-catching architectural sign not far away, Antique City.

"The first time it was a heavenly machine, it fell from the sky, it may be that a monk was fighting, broke the storage ring and let the contents fall directly in front of Yang Lulu, the second time was in the dirt on the side of the road, I don't know how long it has been buried there, it may be that the robber fled Xiao Xie did not stand firm, and fell into the ditch and just picked it up, this time...... This time next to the dumpsters on the street?"

After a few strange glances, Guo Zhengyang took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms, took out a cigarette, and quietly began to wait.

If the opportunity has arrived, and the heavenly opportunity that the target is about to obtain has appeared, then the idea in his mind will directly lock on the opportunity, and now that the idea has no hint, it means that the opportunity has not yet appeared, and he can only wait.

While waiting quietly, Guo Zhengyang had not finished a cigarette, the red light on the street turned into a green light, and many pedestrians also started to walk across the road.

"Grass, a few dollars, damn, it's not worth a trip fee, it's too cheating, I just throw it away and don't sell it to you profiteers. And at this moment, a figure suddenly ran from the direction of the antique city, cursing in his mouth, ran to the side of the road and crumpled a roll of rolled paper into a ball and threw it into the garbage can, and then quickly took advantage of the red light time to rush to the opposite side of the road.

However, because he was in a hurry, the crumpled paper was not accurately thrown into the trash by him, but fell to the ground with a pop, and the paper ball began to roll with the spring breeze, but as soon as he rolled out half a meter, Guo Zhengyang, who was waiting, stepped violently and bent down to pick up the paper ball.

Then, Guo Zhengyang glanced at the back of the young man who had walked to the middle of the road, and his eyes were full of expressions of crying and laughing.

This was the third chance he had snatched? A piece of paper that had been crumpled up and discarded?

No, it's supposed to be a painting, to be exact.

When Guo Zhengyang retracted his gaze and stretched out the paper ball, he realized that it was a figure painting painted on rice paper.

The color of this painting is a little old, it looks like it should be a certain age, about half a meter long, more than 20 centimeters wide, a clean background, is a man in ancient costume standing with his back to his hands, and this painting does not look like a good thing, at least even Guo Zhengyang, who has no art skills, can also see that this painting is very ordinary.

And then, gone......

This is a good thing?

Although his mind was already saying that this was a good thing, looking at the painting in his hand, Guo Zhengyang was glaring for a while, and he even saw that the scroll was a little damaged, that is, there were traces of tears in the corners and other places.

Although the traces of these tears are not large, they are indeed rotten, and when Guo Zhengyang shiyan a little, he found that this is ordinary paper, which can be torn casually.

"Is that nothing?"

With round eyes, Guo Zhengyang carefully smoothed the calligraphy and painting, although there was no way to eliminate all the wrinkles in the calligraphy and painting, no matter how he stretched it, the painting paper still looked crumpled, and the content of the painting was hurriedly watched, that is, the scene of a man in ancient costume standing with his hands looking at the sky, which was not surprising at all.

And at this moment, the thoughts in his mind have disappeared, indicating that he has got the opportunity.

opened his mouth to spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, Guo Zhengyang pulled the upper and lower sides of the scroll with both hands, stretched the painting in front of him and looked at it carefully.

Until he looked at it, Guo Zhengyang's face suddenly turned pale, and he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Then he suddenly reached out and closed the scroll, and took a deep breath.

"Ah~"

On the side, there were suddenly one or two passers-by screaming, and when Guo Zhengyang turned around violently, he just turned around and didn't see what the screaming person looked like, so he bent again, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Ah~"

……

The passer-by who was staring at him not far away was almost sprayed with blood, and after hurriedly dodging, he let out another scream, and not far away there was also a startled inquiry.

"It's okay, xiexie. ”

Guo Zhengyang stroked his chest and straightened up, waved his hand at the good Samaritan, turned around and left.

However, as he walked, his eyes were full of horror, such a strong sword aura!

This painting is full of a fierce and domineering murderous sword aura, the people on the picture scroll, stroke by stroke, changed to ordinary people to see, I am afraid that it is not that the line traces are vigorous and powerful, quite a sharp gesture, but the master who really knows what to look at, will find that every line, is full of extremely powerful killing sword energy! That kind of artistic conception is like a flying sword circling and flying, tearing the world and running out.

It was that sword qi, Guo Zhengyang looked at it before he was attacked by the sword qi, and he was almost directly torn apart by the sword qi.

Just spit out two mouthfuls of blood, which is really a great luck, because he just started watching, and as soon as he found out that the connotation of those strokes and lines was mysterious, he was counterattacked by the sword qi, if he really looked very deeply, Guo Zhengyang could be sure that he would really be killed by the sword qi of the connotation of this painting!

But, but here's the problem, this is just ordinary paper, a very ordinary piece of paper, so ordinary that any child can tear it apart, and such a strong sword qi can be engraved on such an ordinary paper?

It's incredible!

If you look deeper, you can directly kill his sword qi, and it is embroidered and engraved in such ordinary paper, which is simply more difficult than using a scabbard made of paper to load a sword with iron like clay.

This painting, isn't it a treasure?

Guo Zhengyang is not sure for the time being, but he is absolutely sure that the person who painted this painting is a strong man beyond imagination, such an incredible thing is that he was a real person in his last life, and he has no ability to draw the killing sword qi full of fierceness on an ordinary piece of paper.

How much control does it take to be able to pour a sword qi full enough to kill people into such a piece of paper, without hurting the paper itself?

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