Chen Zhuo twisted his body and changed into a more comfortable position. He looked at Mu Qing seriously and realized that Mu Qing's serious face was not joking. He looked unhappy and said angrily: "Since you have chosen to become an assassin, You should understand that when there are no new tasks, assassins must obey orders and are not allowed to go wherever they want."
It seemed that this place was in conflict with him. Mu Qing suppressed his anger and asked as calmly as possible: "Then what can I do now?"
Chen Zhuo smiled and said, "Wait."
"how long?"
"How do I know? It depends on what Jiang Shangxiu thinks. I have to buy him some face, right?" Chen Zhuo, who easily sold Jiang Shangxiu, rolled his eyes and stood up holding on to the handle of the chair. He was quite tall. , stood up like a bear, walked to Mu Qing, pointed in a certain direction, and said with a mysterious and playful expression: "If you are impatient to wait, you can go to the city to find a place to play, um, I will I know a place, walking upstream along the Jiuqu Qingxi River, there is an old courtyard, and all the women in it are good."
Mu Qingjian frowned and walked away a few steps. Chen Zhuo smiled indifferently and said: "I forgot that your kid is probably still a young boy. Why, you look down on those places? You can only have this period of time to be in a happy state." Fortunately, many assassins who have completed their missions don’t want to have more time to venture into some gentle country.”
What Chen Zhuo said is true. Assassins are not killing machines. They are also human beings. They kill people in cold blood all year round. If the bloody depression accumulated in their hearts is not expressed, they will only go crazy. In this world, for a person with normal physiology and For men who are depressed, women are the best medicine.
Mu Qing shook his head and said: "I haven't reached that step yet, Manager Chen. I remember that Hidden Valley has always had a rule of thumb. It is forbidden for other veins to interfere in matters where their responsibilities lie."
"That's right, you're right." Chen Zhuo squinted his eyes, leaving only a slit in his fat eyelids, which lurked dangerous light, "But Hidden Valley changed many years ago. , rules are dead, people are alive, everyone wants more, don’t they?”
In the face of his own doubts, Chen Zhuo didn't care and didn't get angry. It really made Mu Qing not know how to exert his strength. With a person like Chen Zhuo, it seemed impossible to gain the upper hand in a verbal confrontation. Maybe the other person was angry and oppressive when we first met him, but now he can act nonchalant and smile when being questioned.
Mu Qing still remembered that when they first met, in that small dark room, the other party gave people a sense of overwhelming power, thunderous and angry oppression, laughing and scolding. Now, facing his doubts, the other party can do the same. He didn't care at all, didn't get angry or angry, and even smiled.
Mu Qing finally understood. It seemed impossible to gain the upper hand in a verbal confrontation with someone like Chen Zhuo. Mu Qing asked straight to the point: "What if I insist on leaving Suzaku City and returning to Tiannan?" , what will happen?”
Chen Zhuo walked under the eaves and left Mu Qing with his back. He looked up at the sky outside the eaves and said word by word: "In my place, human relationships and rules are acceptable. You can say that I have no bottom line. , but that’s the fact. So if you really want to leave Suzaku City and go to Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, then take that mission and continue with it.”
Mu Qing looked steadily at the thick figure in front of him, feeling full of pressure. He had said that he wanted to go back to Tiannan and return to Hidden Valley, but the other party saw at a glance that he wanted to return to Wanhua Valley. From this point of view, Wan Qing Something must have happened to Hua Gu. Mu Qing did not deny it and asked, "Is it ok if I just take over the task?"
Chen Zhuo waved his hand and stopped talking, "Li Fu, take him to Room B. I'll go out and take a few steps to eat."
Li Fu seemed to be used to standing in the shadows. He stepped out from behind the door after receiving orders. As he led Mu Qing to Room B, he said coldly: "Then your current ranking is good, third on the land rankings, so Once you take over the task, you have two months."
Li Fu's words cleared up Mu Qing's doubts. His eyes lit up, and he remembered that there seemed to be such a rule. He quickly followed up and asked, "Am I allowed to go anywhere I want during these three months?"
Li Fu stopped at the door of No. B, turned to look at Mu Qing, frowned and pondered for a moment before saying: "It must be decided based on the movements of the target person, or you can act based on the needs of the mission."
There are no loopholes in the rules, so Mu Qing is quite satisfied with Li Fu's answer, and even looks at Li Fu's dead fish face much more pleasing to the eye.
After entering Room B, Li Fu walked steadily. The first thing he did was walk to the square wooden window, put down the thick black curtain, and then asked Mu Qing to sit on the chair at the end of the long table.
When Mu Qing first took on the novice mission, his mind was not here. At this time, the true energy surged into his eyes, his stars shone slightly, and he carefully looked at the layout of the house.
There is a rectangular wooden table, with two armchairs placed at the head of the table, and one sitting at the end of the table. Close to the wall are rows of dark wooden bookshelves. I didn’t look closely at the first, but this bookshelf is a bit special, and there are many small bookshelf. The drawers are somewhat similar to the medicine cabinets used in drug stores to store medicinal materials.
The layout of the small black rooms should be similar. Li Fu went straight to the far right of the bookshelf, opened the drawer, and took out the latest volume B of Liuyelu.
Mu Qing looked at Li Fu silently. He was meticulous in every move he made. He slowly walked to the head of the table, did not sit on the chair in the middle, and slowly opened to the latest page.
"In the 18th year of Tianshou, on April 5th, the assassin Mu Qing's ranking was updated and he was ranked third on the local list. He received a new mission to assassinate Zhang Anping. He was ranked below B. After completing the mission, you will get fifty gold. Liuye Bookstore in Jinguan City Recording.”
The Willow Leaf Bookstore in Suzaku City is similar to the General Administration. The information on the Willow Leaf Book will be updated every few days. Mu Qing waited for Li Negative to finish reading word for word, then gently nodded and said: "This is the information I know. I need it." More information on the assassination target."
According to the rules, if you accept an assassination mission across regions, you can go to the bookstore in that region for more detailed information after arriving in another region.
Li Negative nodded and continued reading: "The assassination target Zhang Anping is about forty years old. It is suspected that the target is a remnant of the former Suzaku City Lord's Mansion and is now a freelance driver at a one-day carriage shop in the south of the city. His strength is unknown, and there is a master hidden behind it. .”
Mu Qing's sword-shaped eyebrows wrinkled more and more as he listened, "Not the remnant of the former royal family? I thought it was related to Bai Jiahe and the others. But what happened to the remnants of the former Suzaku City? And that day at the car dealership, I felt a little bit impressed... …”
The little dark room was silent for more than ten breaths, but Li Fu was the first to ask: "What's the problem?"
Mu Qing pondered: "When I first took on this task, Lu Fei said that this person was a remnant of the former royal family."
"It's not important." Li Fu shook his head, paused, and said Youyou: "Lu Fei has become unruly, you just need to understand."
Mu Qing narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is Lu Fei and Jiang Shangxiu connected?"
"Ha~" Li Fu chuckled, extremely disdainful. Mu Qing knew that he couldn't ask anything else in front of this person. He nodded, stood up and said: "I can barely be considered free now, right? I have three months. .”
"No." The voice at the head of the table was unusually crisp. Mu Qing's movement to turn away froze, and Li Cheng said unhurriedly: "If you want to restart this mission, the time must be calculated from the day you took over the mission. Today is April 22nd, you have wasted more than half a month on the road."
"I got it." Mu Qing didn't look back. He was extremely sure of one thing. He hated coming to this place.
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After finding an inn in the city, Mu Qing stayed behind closed doors all afternoon. It was already the beginning of the lantern lights. He followed the crowd and walked upstream along the Qingxi River in the city.
"I have more than a month, I don't know if this one time is enough." Mu Qing sighed, looking towards the shadows seemingly casually.
For the whole afternoon, Mu Qing actually waited for the imaginary Hidden Valley Eyeliner to notice him. As a result, there was no movement at all. With his current level of spiritual awareness, which was comparable to that of a first-grade person, he could not detect any movement. He could basically be sure that he was indeed not there. Being followed.
"Perhaps there will be a spy who is better than a first-class spy?" Thinking of this possibility, Mu Qing shook his head. Thinking like this would be overestimating himself. If he continued like this, he would only frighten himself and make it difficult for him to move forward.
He sped up on his feet and walked towards the bright and bustling place ahead.
The clear stream at night is gentler than during the day. There are boats docked on this side of the river, and on the other side of the river are waterside pavilions built along the bend of the river.
There are nine pavilions, with bright lights behind, and blue stone brick paving, extending to the deeper courtyard. The plants in front of the courtyard steps are different, some are slender weeping willows, or some are pure green bamboos, which are highly symbolic representations. The name of the small courtyard building.
Mu Qing had excellent eyesight. He stared at the pavilion facing him. Weeping willows were fluttering in front of the steps. The lights in the courtyard were moving. The faces of drinkers were swaying on the glazed tiles. The blue stone and white walls could not hide the sounds of joy and joy. Slutty laughter.
Qingxi Old Courtyard is worthy of being the holy place where Suzaku City is reveling in the excitement at night.
Mu Qing looked carefully, and under the glare of the boats, he walked past one by one, and finally found his tonight's destination at the last bend of the stream: Tingmei Xiaozhu.
Mu Qing came to the old courtyard tonight for business. When he and Wang Yeqing entered the city in the morning, they were divided into three groups. Wang Xiuwei, Liu Yueshan and others were in one group, followed by Wang Yeqing, and finally him.
Looking at the bright blue sky under the lights of the old courtyard, Mu Qing still doesn't know where Mrs. Wang has placed Liu Yueshan and the others.
Mu Qing stopped the boat that was emptying back to the pavilion and said, "Take me there."
The boatman was a skinny boy. At this time, the boat had left the shore. He turned around and glanced at Mu Qing, and shouted with pity: "Master, I'm sorry, my Miss Tan'er has been feeling unwell lately. Tonight No more hospitality.”
On the dark river, Mu Qing clearly saw the regretful expression on the other person's thin face. He shouted to the boy who was probably about the same age as Wu Ling: "Don't you even want to make money? I see you... I feel sorry for you, why don't you drive me across the river and I'll give you a tael of silver."
"Tch~" The regret on the boy's face was completely gone, with a look of disdain on his face, and he shouted in the voice of a drake unique to his voice-changing stage: "Young Master, you should go elsewhere, I can't afford your two taels of silver."
The conversation between Mu Qing and the boy seemed to attract the attention of many prodigal sons who were waiting to cross the river to drink flower wine. Under the night, strange laughter quickly spread.
