There are countless killers in the world, and the ones on the seventh floor are the most numerous. The killer is not a respectable character, so many of the killers on the seventh floor are famous in the building, but are unknown in the world.
Ji Ruge made the most noise in the world, and had the most chaotic reputation in the world. But on the seventh floor, she was regarded as a god-like being by many assassins who had never shown her face.
Xiao Yu and Uncle Liu were heading north, as if they were not from the world of martial arts, and did not care about the affairs of the world. They were just two simple farmers, an old man and a young man.
Uncle Liu showed off his strange and powerful fishing martial arts in Jiangnan. No one knew where he came from. They only knew that he was a hidden master who wanted to seek revenge on Ji Ruge for his friends.
The Seventh Floor is a huge killer organization. It is a miracle that the Seventh Floor owner can make it exist safely in the world.
Only high-level killers in the building will take over tasks, while most of the low-level killers are only responsible for collecting intelligence or news. Their existence is only to maintain the powerful information data on the seven floors to be truly useful.
For example, the Seven Killing Order is the killer of One. There is almost no name engraved on the Seven Killing Order. The front is the word "一", and the back is just the engraving of a sword.
Many low-level killers only help the Seventh Floor collect outside intelligence in exchange for the monthly tribute provided by the Seventh Floor.
Xiaoyu and Liu Bo went north and passed through Jiangnan. The two passed by Chunhua Valley. I heard that the Ba Daomen of Chunhua Valley has been taken under the jurisdiction of the government, and the people from the government just posted a notice in front of the Yamen to arrest Ji Ruge. Twelve.
The whole list seems quite ridiculous. Any green forest thief will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver, while a murderer will only be rewarded with fifty taels.
It seems ridiculous, but in fact everyone understands that Ji Ruge is from the Jianghu. There are many sects in the Jianghu and the government cannot control them. Who is willing to take the risk to catch a powerful character who is rumored all over the Jianghu? This article , It’s just a show, and no one will take it seriously.
Wang Heng of the Ba Dao Clan has died, and the Ba Dao Clan has been removed from the world. The people of Chunhua Valley were quite grateful to the person known as Ji Ruge's Devil in the world. After all, the Ba Dao Sect had always oppressed the people and was a vicious dog of the government that secretly stole people's wealth and support.
The town is no longer plagued by the scourge of Ba Daomen, and the people are much happier. Xiaoyu and Uncle Liu will stay overnight in the town of Chunhua Valley, and then head north tomorrow.
In the evening, Uncle Liu and Xiao Yu had dinner at the same table. Xiao Yu whispered to Uncle Liu: "I just went out for a walk and inquired about the current situation of various sects in the south of the Yangtze River. I heard that people from the Western Regions Lu Sect have sent five thousand taels of gold to Huatan Temple. Uncle Liu, This is your credit, are you going to share a piece of the pie?" Uncle Liu frowned and looked at Xiao Yu: "Why, you think Yunzhou's disaster silver is not enough, and you still want to pay attention to the five thousand taels of gold?" Xiao Yu He waved his hand and replied: "That's a real five thousand taels of gold. It's not a banknote. It's useless for me to take it. If it's a banknote, who would think it's too much in his pocket, right?" Xiaoyu handed it to Liu. Bo gave a sly look.
Uncle Liu raised his chopsticks and picked up a piece of steamed bacon on the table, put it into his bowl, looked at it, put it into his mouth, and replied calmly: "These people in Jiangnan are not fuel-efficient lamps. I'm afraid their money has been divided up long ago. , can we still be there? Stop dreaming." Xiao Yu muttered: "How about we go and ask for some money to use as payment for returning to Muyun Mountain?" Upon hearing this, Uncle Liu pointed to the empty space on Xiao Yu's waist. Qianbao muttered: "Besides, you are so smart, how can you still worry about not having to travel without a lot of trouble? Don't worry about it. If your identity is exposed, don't blame me for not reminding you." Of course, Xiaoyu There is no money in the money bag at his waist. All his money is in the inner pocket of his clothes. The money bag is just to lure thieves in the town or on the street.
Thieves like to steal other people's money, but Xiaoyu likes to make money from thieves. Who dares to steal the money bag around his waist!
He will be stared at by Xiao Yu, and then he will use his fists to teach him how to be a human being, and then he will be wiped clean!
Xiaoyu originally wanted to get some profit from Uncle Liu, but he didn't expect Uncle Liu to be fooled, so he nodded and muttered: "That's all, I don't know what the situation in Jiangnan is like?" Uncle Liu replied: "I'm afraid I'll pass you by. With this kid making such a fuss, only half of the sect in Jiangnan is left." After speaking, Uncle Liu looked at the melancholy Xiao Yu and asked, "This is Chunhua Valley. What do you think? Should we continue north or take a detour to Yangzhou? Don't you miss Uncle Liu and Aunt Li when you stay in Liushu's Tavern during this time?" Xiaoyu heard this and remembered the time when Uncle Liu got up in the middle of the night to cover him with a quilt: he turned over in bed in the middle of the night and kicked off the quilt covering himself. , Uncle Liu woke up in the middle of the night, quietly picked up the quilt from the ground, and carefully put the quilt on his body, for fear of waking up his sleeping self.
In Xiaoyu's memory, the old man has never been so careful since he followed him around.
Except for the person he called dad when he was a child, Uncle Six was the second person to be so kind to him. Along the way, until he became the number one killer on the seventh floor, the many hardships and hardships on the road were all gone. It was he who endured it with tears in his eyes.
Killers are people who find it difficult to sleep deeply. The moment Uncle Liu gently covered Xiaoyu with a quilt, Xiaoyu was awakened, but he pretended to still be sleeping deeply.
Behind his back, only he knew that Uncle Liu was worried that he would catch a cold, so he gently covered him with a quilt, pulled his arms and put them under the quilt, his eyes were moist, and he clearly remembered that there were teardrops flowing from the corners of his eyes to his temples. among.
He is Ji Ruge, and if he leaves, he leaves. No one would doubt that a passing waiter would be a famous murderer in the world.
If he and Uncle Liu went back again, I'm afraid it would arouse suspicion. One more thing would be better than one less thing. It wasn't that he didn't want to see Uncle Liu and Aunt Li, but he just didn't want to cause death for them.
He and they are not destined to be together, so it is better to break up earlier to avoid a sad farewell. A trace of nostalgia flashed in Xiaoyu's eyes, and then she shook her head heavily and replied: "I'm not going, I'm a hard-hearted person! I don't want to see people cry. If I meet Uncle Liu and Aunt Li, they might not be able to let me go. , People who cry and mourn are the most annoying. I don’t know what year or month I will come to Jiangnan in the future, or it will be gone." After Xiaoyu finished speaking, he reached out and rubbed his eyes.
Uncle Liu glanced at him and knew that this boy didn't want to go back. He was afraid that Uncle Six and Aunt Li would ask about his identity, and he was worried that he would implicate them, so he said so stubbornly.
Uncle Liu knew what was going on and asked, "Why, is there sand in your eyes?" Hearing this, Xiao Yu curled her lips and looked at the usually silent old fisherman, with a smile on his face now, as if he was mocking him. Not a sarcastic smile, just a simple contemptuous smile.
Xiaoyu sighed, grabbed the wine bottle in his hand, poured half a bowl for himself, drank it in one gulp, and replied: "Do your stupid thing, drink your wine, get up early tomorrow, and we will continue our journey north. ." After that, he got up and went back to his room to sleep.
