"it's over."
Leaving behind many confused Wulin men, the scar-faced man waved his hand and walked out of the lobby without waiting for them to rely on their brains to make up logical logic after losing large chunks of their memories, so that they could regain their sanity like human beings again.
The tall woman watching from the side was stunned for a moment and quickly followed.
The two of them walked swiftly on the road, but they went all the way up, leaving the dark and depressing atmosphere of the cave through a secret exit, and returned to an inconspicuous small courtyard in Jichun City.
The small courtyard is clean and tidy, even too clean. There is no furniture in the courtyard of the house, and it feels like a house with bare walls. There was only a table in the back room, and a big jar was placed on the table.
After entering the courtyard, there was no one else. The tall woman couldn't help but said: "Is this okay?"
The scar-faced man replied with a smile: "Isn't it okay? Do you mean to kill them all to avoid future troubles? It's not impossible. It's just that it will bring bad reputation to Zhuoyu Villa. A-Zhao also told me to make less trouble. Kill evil. Forget it."
The tall slender woman's forehead had veins slightly raised and she said, "That's not what I meant. I mean, what happened just now? You punctured a piece of paper and then left. Are they stupid?"
The scar-faced man smiled and explained: "It's not that I'm stupid, it's that I forgot. Did you just see the words written on the paper? Those words, a whole set of words and structures that are related to each other, because that sword just now, They disappeared from the brain together. If you want to turn your brain around like a normal person, it will take a few days to repair itself. Some people don’t have much in their brains, and they take it out too much at once. Too many, nothing left if I have to. For them, I can only say I’m sorry.”
The tall slender woman was stunned for a moment. She didn't have time to wonder whether he knew what sorry meant. She was surprised and asked: "How do you do this kind of thing? Is it swordsmanship?"
The scar-faced man said: "It's swordsmanship."
The tall slender woman shut her mouth for a moment. Swordsmanship was already all kinds of strange and each had its own magical effects, but there was still a limit. The level of swordsmanship was even higher, beyond the understanding of ordinary people. All I can say is, believe it or not, its existence is reasonable.
The scar-faced man played with the transparent dagger that seemed to disappear in the air, and said with a smile: "Originally, this matter should be done by another more suitable boy. But he dived and only gave away this dagger. I have to come back. I have no choice but to run in both directions. I’m exhausted.”
As he spoke, he circled his hand back, lightly picked his face with the tip of the dagger, and then pulled off the scar-covered face, revealing his handsome and clear facial features.
It's the ultimate punishment.
The woman opposite was Yun Xiyan. She looked at the face that had become more and more familiar in the past few days and said, "You are really good at applying makeup. The scar is so real that you can't even see it."
Xing Ji smiled and said: "It's just that she's dressed up so horribly that people don't dare to take a closer look, so it's hard to see through. But you can't tell if you're not familiar with it, but you can't hide it from old acquaintances. For example, the Spider Widow. The first time she met He noticed it when he saw me, and then forced me to pay him back the money he defrauded."
I remember when Xing Ji pretended to be Scarface, and when Gui Tui Mo Yi was issuing a mission, he happened to meet the Black Widow who came to exchange information. Naturally, Xing Ji calmly gave her a task and earned her some money at the same time, but Black Widow saw through it at a glance and glared at him, asking him to pay back the money. Xingji had no choice but to stop playing tricks and exchange information with her honestly and honestly.
Yun Xiyan was stunned for a moment and said, "You even cheated your own people out of their money?"
Xing Ji sighed: "I didn't want to either. However, since I was fired by Junhou, I have lost my salary. It was easy to invest in a business, but it was a loss. After so many years, I haven't seen the money back, and I still need to provide money." , I’m so devastated. Now I’m so poor that I have to beg for food.”
Yun Xiyan said: "Then don't lie to others. If you are short of money, I will lend it to you."
Instead, Xing Ji was stunned for a moment, then laughed suddenly and said: "No, Miss Yun, tomorrow Tang Zhao will be released from confinement, and he will have to reimburse me 15% of my money, plus interest. Haha, he owes me this time The debt is too much, and it won’t be paid off in a while. When he doesn’t have any money, you can lend it to him. Let’s go up the mountain.”
Yun Xiyan said: "Going up the mountain? Really going up the mountain?"
Xing Ji said: "Of course, it's time to go up the mountain. I've been in Jichun City for half a month, and you haven't been to Jiugao Mountain yet, right? Let's go together, oh, by the way."
He looked back at the jar on the table, pointed with a smile: "Move our guest house."
Yun Xiyan groaned and picked up the big jar. It was heavy in her hand, but she had a strange feeling in her heart - who would have thought that there was a cave in this jar, and she herself had just come out of the jar. Woolen cloth?
Turn around, it’s a calm morning.
"Morning." The female juvenile prisoner of Xuanshui Prison finished washing and came out of the room in the Guest House. She happened to see an old woman walking across the street. She was the only old lady left in the Guest House, a woman named Xun. Xia.
Although the female juvenile prison has only been here for two days, she can still see a lot of things. For example, the number of people in the guest house sometimes becomes more and sometimes less. For example, people often disappear into the lake at night. Another example is that there are a few untouchable people hidden in the guest house.
Among them was a beautiful woman who was walking around with her several sons at first as if they were patrolling the streets, but then one day she suddenly disappeared. There is also a "Guangzizi" who has always been mysterious and elusive. However, after the female prisoner came here, she didn't see any extra actions from him. Instead, she felt that he was unusually withdrawn. The last one is the old lady.
There was nothing unusual about this old woman. The female prisoner had met her a few times and found her to be elegant, noble and respectable. However, there was a legend about her that she went out on a boat with a group of old men. In the end, she was the only one who came back, and the others were neither alive nor dead.
Although no one confirmed this rumor, the female juvenile prisoner was still very vigilant and kept smiling when passing by the old woman, lest she might offend her unknowingly.
"Good morning, did you sleep well last night?" Mrs. Xun asked with a smile.
The female prisoner said politely: "It's good. I slept until dawn."
Mrs. Xun nodded and smiled: "Yes, it was very quiet last night, very suitable for sleeping soundly."
The female young prisoner hesitated for a moment, she knew what the old woman meant. In fact everyone knows it. When the fire broke out in the middle of the lake last night, many people were itching and unbearable, just waiting for chaos to happen and then fish in troubled waters.
However, there was no follow-up.
Soon, the fire disappeared.
It really disappeared, not even in the process of gradually extinguishing, but suddenly disappeared at a certain moment, and the sky suddenly returned to darkness, leaving only the thick water in the sky.
Many people waited impatiently, and even after waiting for a long time, there was no sound. Although the female juvenile prisoner was also curious, she couldn't resist the sleepiness in the end and went back to rest. As expected, she slept until dawn.
Zhuoyu Villa is indeed very powerful, able to suppress a huge chaos so cleanly, but...
"This is too quiet. It shouldn't be so quiet."
She couldn't help but say one more thing.
The lack of chaos is a good thing, but otherwise it's strange that it's too quiet.
Isn't it the most critical moment for sword-making?
Isn't there a precursor before the sword is successfully forged? There is not even a trace of flame in the sword furnace. Is this sword forged by a ghost?
Or is it that the sword-making failed at all? The flame last night was not an enemy attack, but the sword furnace exploded?
The female young prisoner shook her head. She had never seen sword-making fail at the last moment, but usually when the ninety-nine steps were reached, the failure of the last step would also fail with great fanfare. It was rare for a failure to be so silent.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
She became more and more confused.
Moreover, today is the official day, right? Why don’t you see the conference arrangements?
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard someone say: "Dear guests, the ship is coming. Please board the ship and go to the venue."
The old woman smiled and said, "It seems that the master doesn't care about us."
The female juvenile prisoner joined her companions and walked out of the guest house together.
There is a large boat parked on the lakeside in front of the guest house.
This ship, how should I put it... It’s not like the female young prisoner has never seen a good ship. She has seen sailboats on the ocean, large wooden boats in rivers, and painted boats for swimming on the lake. She has even seen royal boats. Dragon boat. The style of this ship has never been seen before.
This big ship is actually made of metal. The sides of the ship are glowing with silver-white metal flow. The hull is strangely streamlined, like a drill bit drilling through steel, giving it a sense of power and beauty.
In front of the ship, a young man with a round face and a sword on his back was walking around, stroking the hull of the ship and making squeaks of admiration.
There were disciples on the deck and on the pier who were dressed neatly and welcoming the guests on board. The female prisoner did not reveal her identity and followed her companions on board.
The boat has spacious and bright cabins, but there are also seats on the deck. The female juvenile supervisor saw that Mr. Guang and others were all on the deck, and they seemed not to enter the cabin. If they wanted to stay on the deck and watch the scenery, she would not enter the cabin.
Finally, the thin old man who had been guarding the guest house got on the boat and shouted: "Everyone get on the boat, that swordsman boy, stop looking and come on the boat quickly."
The round-faced young man reluctantly boarded the boat. The old man said: "Okay, everyone is on board. Everyone, let me introduce myself belatedly. The old man's name is Ping Jiangqiu, and he is the owner of this temporary guesthouse. I didn't entertain you well before, so now I'm here to give you a final One ride.”
The wording for this last step was so unlucky that everyone frowned, except the old woman who looked at him with interest.
Ping Jiangqiu kicked the planking away, and the ship automatically left the shore. However, it did not ride the wind and waves, but stopped on the water.
He stood on the bow of the boat, raised his hand slightly, and then lowered it:
"The hidden sword skill—release it!"
The sky, water, embankment, and the guest house suddenly solidified.
Then, it cracked like cracked porcelain.
Crash--
Fragments fell from all directions, revealing a swampy surface like broken stars.
In the distance, the plank road, white crane, sword furnace and sword house are in sight.
Zhuoyu Villa is here!
