Old Chentou saw the salesman walking up to the young man, unloading his burden, and then squatting down to get the bean skins. Old Chentou didn't care. No matter who suddenly wanted to eat bean curd snacks while drinking haggis soup, it was normal. So he continued to drink tea and tinker with the broth in the cauldron.
The salesman squatted half-crouched and opened the lid of a bamboo basket. Then he raised his head slightly, revealing half of his sallow face and pale lips under his wide straw hat. He asked in a hoarse voice: "How many do you want, sir?" Tofu skin?"
The young man put down the soup bowl. He looked at the seller for a moment, and suddenly he sighed softly, "Here are three. They say that things can only last three, and they will not continue after three. I must have eaten these three bean skins, and I can eat them whenever I want in the future." Can’t you eat any more?”
There seemed to be some complexity in his tone, as if he was talking to a long-lost acquaintance.
When the salesman heard this, he paused with his hands, and then he opened the lids of the two bamboo baskets. There is a small stove in a bamboo basket with charcoal burning inside. A bamboo basket contains neatly cut tofu skins, and several small bamboo tubes contain shredded radish, cabbage slices and other condiments.
"If you like to eat, I'll treat you to these three bean curds." The salesman said in a low voice without raising his head. His tone was actually the same as that of the young master, as if the two of them had not met for the first time.
The seller quickly covered the small stove with a thin iron sheet, then took out a piece of tofu skin and put it on it to bake. Then he put the side dishes and condiments in the bamboo tube into the tofu skin, and repeated the frying for a while until the tofu skin became soft. The fragrance wafts. He then folded the tofu skin back and forth with chopsticks, wrapped it in oil paper, and finally presented it to the young master.
"Sir, please use it." The salesman raised his head and looked at the young man.
The young man looked at the face and frowned slightly. He reached out and took the bean skin, put it in his mouth and took a bite. The crispy bean skin made a slight crunch between his lips and teeth.
"It's really crispy and tastes good." The young man couldn't help but praise it. Then he shook his head slightly and looked at the salesman, "Lu Xiaofei, although the tofu skin you made is delicious, I still feel it's a pity, because if you can use your hands to make other things, you should be better than selling them." Tofu skin is much better.”
This salesman is Lu Xiaofei, the killer of Changzhou Iron Sword Li Yuansong.
Lu Xiaofei's face looked very bad, and his lips seemed bloodless. He continued to flip the second tofu skin and replied casually: "Before I met you, I was just a tofu skin seller."
"But except for me, no one can imagine that Lu Xiaofei, who sells bean curds in Donglin City, has a pair of hands that can kill people." The young man chewed the bean curds in his mouth and whispered, "Because I can smell the blood in the bean skin."
Indeed, no one else could have guessed that the killer Lu Xiaofei had an extremely ordinary occupation - selling tofu skin.
Lu Xiaofei said: "Starting from tomorrow, this bean curd will only smell like bean curd."
The young man swallowed the bean curd in his mouth and said: "Although you can only be considered a second-rate mid-level player in that industry, you are still qualified after all. You have signed a blood contract with me for three business transactions, and now It’s all done.”
"So, Lu Xiaofei, the tofu skin seller, will soon be Lu Xiaofei, the tofu skin seller." Lu Xiaofei quickly placed the second tofu skin in front of the young man.
"You have completed these three business transactions very well." The young man picked up the tofu skin, but did not eat it. "Are you really no longer considering renewing the contract?"
Lu Xiaofei said: "Things come first, this is my principle. I have made it very clear from the beginning." He suddenly gasped violently, clutching his chest, and his sallow complexion immediately turned sallower.
"It seems that you were seriously injured this time." The young master looked at Lu Xiaofei, who looked very painful, and frowned slightly.
"Qingcheng Chongzhen's Kaiyang Sword Qi is indeed extraordinary." Lu Xiaofei finally relieved the pain. He took a deep breath and his expression softened slightly.
"Chongzhen Sword Sect?" The young man raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who is here?"
"Ye Suzhen." When Lu Xiaofei mentioned this name, he still couldn't help but feel excited in his heart, "It's the wizard who is said to be a rare talent in the Taoist sect for a hundred years, the one who admires the truth - Ye Suzhen."
"Oh? - Ye Suzhen?" The young man said the word "oh" slowly in his mouth. When he said the three words "Ye Suzhen", a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes as deep as the sea. , then his eyes wandered over Lu Xiaofei, "It seems that the rumors in the world are not bad, that Ye Suzhen really has some background. If you can retreat from his eyes, you are lucky. But the sword he left in your body Angry, but it’s quite troublesome.”
"Humph!" Lu Xiaofei smiled coldly and said, "I didn't expect you to be able to see the injuries on my body. This makes me a little surprised."
The young man took a bite of the bean curd and took another sip of the mutton soup. "Although I am just a middleman and don't like to use knives or swords, it doesn't mean that I can't understand martial arts and your injuries."
"He is indeed a very powerful person." Lu Xiaofei said coldly with lingering fear: "Except for the old monsters of his master's generation in the martial arts world, who can practice swordsmanship to such a level? , how many people can there be?”
"How to control a sword?" When the young man heard this, he couldn't hide his surprise and shock. Then his face darkened and he said to Lu Xiaofei: "It seems that you are not only very lucky, but also very lucky. .”
"In your intelligence, there was no mention that Ye Suzhen would show up." Although Lu Xiaofei was flipping the third tofu skin, his tone was very cold, "And the task you gave me was only for Li Yuansong, not Li Yuansong." Including Huo Zhendong!"
Their conversation was casual yet secretive. Old Chen, who was far away, only thought that the two were having a normal conversation. As for the content of the conversation, his ears were not very good and he didn't hear a word. He never thought about it. To pay attention and listen.
The young man could clearly understand the accusation in Lu Xiaofei's words. He said in a low voice: "Ye Suzhen is indeed outside my intelligence. This is my mistake. As for Huo Zhendong, it is actually one of the target tasks this time. It's just that I didn't let you know directly, you can be considered half an executor. As for the reward, I will give you an additional price."
Lu Xiaofei suddenly stopped, and he looked coldly at the young man in front of him, who looked gentle but was actually as deep as an abyss, and asked: "Since they all have the same goal, why are they only given one mission arrangement? Could it be that they all have the same goal? Aren’t you afraid that I will miss?”
"It's because I'm afraid that you'll miss, so I only give you a mission with one goal." The young man didn't care about Lu Xiaofei's cold and sharp gaze, "Because I said that you belong to the second-rate and middle-level level. If you want to achieve more than A task of this level can only make you unaware. Not knowing will make you relaxed, unafraid, and calm, and you will naturally get results that exceed expectations."
Lu Xiaofei felt a chill coming from his vest, and he once again expressed the question in his heart: "The water in the basin, the lit incense, and the wine in the cup have no problem when they are separated. But if the three are combined, the water and the incense will not be the same." And I know that the things in the wine can lead to poisoning and death. But Huo Zhendong didn't touch the basin of water, so how did he die? "
Lu Xiaofei's brief words revealed the reason for the sudden death of Iron Sword Hero Li Yuansong that shocked the world recently.
"Do you really want to know?" The young man squinted his eyes and looked at Lu Xiaofei with a half-smile. There was a strange light in his eyes.
Lu Xiaofei nodded, his attitude was very firm, "I really want to know. I must understand everything that passes by me. This is also my principle, otherwise I will not be able to sleep for days and nights."
"This habit of yours is not very good." The young man shook his head slightly and said: "Sometimes it is not a good thing for a person to know too much. But since we can cooperate happily, I will tell you. He paused and then said: "Although Huo Zhendong looks rough, he is actually very thoughtful and does not trust others easily. He is also famous in the world for his Thunder Fist. He practices a very strong and powerful internal skill. Although this kind of internal skill He is domineering, but he has an unknown secret. That is, after every practice, his yang energy will surge, causing the meridians to go retrograde. Therefore, Huo Zhendong will be intimate with a woman after every practice to vent the evil energy in his body. "
Lu Xiaofei listened carefully to what the young man said.
The young master showed a rather playful smile, stretched out two fingers, and made a pinching motion, but there was a very small gap between the fingers. Then he continued: "So someone left such a small bug in the hidden part of the body of the woman Huo Zhendong was with recently. The bug was so small that it was almost invisible to the naked eye. The bug would appear when Huo Zhendong was making out with the woman. Transferred to his body. This bug is very strange. Even if it stays in the human body, it will not be easily noticed. As long as it does not mix with the wine with something added, it will be fine. "
After he finished speaking, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled evilly.
Lu Xiaofei was horrified when he heard this. His sallow face changed and he said, "Then that day, Huo Zhendong drank a glass of wine like that."
"Yes, this is actually a very simple thing." The young man still said to him with a smile, "You should remember that I once told you that killing a person sometimes requires effective methods. .”
"That bug, could it be Gu?" Lu Xiaofei's voice trembled.
The young master smiled and said nothing, as if he acquiesced.
Lu Xiaofei's eyes changed. He looked at the young man as if he saw fear. Because he knows that what the people in front of him call "simple" are actually not simple at all.
"Although you don't kill with your own hands, your methods are more terrifying than killing with your own hands." Lu Xiaofei felt fear in his heart.
The young man swallowed the second tofu skin and said calmly: "I don't agree with what you said, but I don't object to it either. I'm just a person who solves troubles for others. I don't really like getting into trouble myself. So it’s inevitable that I will use my brain more and become more special than others.”
Lu Xiaofei sent the third tofu skin to him and said, "Are people who solve problems for others really afraid of getting into trouble themselves?"
"I'm not afraid of trouble, I just feel that if the person who solves the problem is in trouble, wouldn't this business be greatly compromised?" The young man still looked indifferent.
Lu Xiaofei snorted softly. Then he took out a feather from his body.
It was a silver-white feather, three to four inches long, but upon closer inspection, you would see that it was not actually a real feather, but a feather made entirely of silver. This feather is exquisitely crafted and almost identical to a real feather.
Lu Xiaofei placed the piece of silver feather in front of the young man and said seriously: "This is the last silver feather token. It should be returned to its original owner."
The young man looked at the feathers on the table in front of him and was silent for a while. Then he took something out of his arms and placed it on the table.
"What comes comes comes, Lu Xiaofei, from now on you and I are inseparable." The young man said calmly.
Lu Xiaofei looked at the thing on the table, his eyes suddenly glowed with a warm glow.
It was a small box, a very ordinary box. Lu Xiaofei wiped his hands on his clothes before carefully taking the box in his hands. He opened the box gently and saw a pair of gold earrings inside.
Although they are a pair of women's earrings made of pure gold, they are very light and their style is not that special. But when Lu Xiaofei saw this pair of earrings, it was like seeing the love of his life.
"It's been three years, and I finally redeemed you." Lu Xiaofei whispered to himself, his sallow face full of excitement and his eyes full of tenderness.
"Three years ago, when you signed a blood contract with me using these ordinary earrings, you said that these were the most precious things in your life. At first, I thought you were lying to me. But now it seems that this pair of earrings is indeed right. You are very important." The young man's voice was very soft, but with a bit of sigh.
Lu Xiaofei carefully put the box away and said, "In this world, the most precious things in life are different for everyone, because their stories are different."
"I like to listen to stories." The young man suddenly said.
"This part of my story is over." Lu Xiaofei said: "Although I don't like being a killer, nor do I like killing people. I don't even like you. But I have to admit that you helped me, so today these three bean skins ,I invite you."
The young man ate half of the third tofu skin and put it down. He took out another envelope from his body, put it on the table, and said: "In this envelope, there are two banknotes from Huitong Bank, totaling 150,000 taels of silver. The 100,000 taels are for Li Yuansong's order, and the other 50,000 taels Two belong to Huo Zhendong. This is your reward for your last mission."
After Lu Xiaofei looked at the young master, he picked up the envelope and put it away.
The young master also picked up the feather and played with it gently in his hand.
Lu Xiaofei started to pack up his beanbag and was about to leave.
"For the sake of you treating me to some bean curds," the young master said, "I have a few more words to say to you. Do you want to hear them?"
Lu Xiaofei was silent for a moment, and then said, "You speak, and I listen."
"What I want to say is a suggestion, regarding your injury." The young master looked at Lu Xiaofei's face, "Now that sword energy has almost penetrated your heart veins, right?"
"So what?" Lu Xiaofei's tone was very calm.
The young master said slowly and leisurely: "The inner strength of the Chongzhen Sword Sect is extremely yang, strong, and yin is soft. As the saying goes, yin cannot be born, yang cannot grow, yin and yang are integrated, and everything is formed. The name of the founder of Jianghu Yangxin method combines the power of yin and yang, so this inner martial art is extremely powerful. This must be the source of the sword energy that Ye Suzhen left in your body. This sword energy is extremely cruel and has been destroying you. The eight extraordinary meridians, that’s why you are now enduring the pain of burning, burning, and cold gnawing at your body. And your own physical strength is not strong enough to withstand it, so over time, your life will surely be in danger.”
Lu Xiaofei's sallow face darkened slightly, and he said coldly: "I didn't expect you to have such an understanding of the martial arts of Chongzhen Sword Sect. Although I have never seen you use martial arts, but now it seems that you really belong to Hidden deep.”
"In my line of work, martial arts is only secondary, and intelligence is the most important." The young master shook his head and said, "That's not the point. What I want to talk about is you."
"I know my own injuries very well. With my cultivation, I really can't resist." Lu Xiaofei said lightly: "If you think that it was because of your mistakes in intelligence that I was injured, then you feel that you have something against me." If you feel guilty, you don’t have to. Because I have been fully aware since I signed the contract with you three years ago. Even if I die in the end, I will not blame anyone, because I have already understood a The truth is that all decisions will come with a corresponding price."
"You take back this Silver Feather Order, and I can find a way to save your life." The young master said seriously: "One life in exchange for one business, this is a very fair transaction."
When Lu Xiaofei heard this, he was not moved at all. He smiled calmly and said, "Thank you for your suggestion, but I don't think I need such a deal."
"Oh? Could it be that you don't care about your life at all?"
"No one doesn't care about their own life." Lu Xiaofei sighed softly, "But I can no longer accept such a contract, I am not suitable. In the past three years, I have not been able to sleep well every night. I will have nightmares because my hands are covered in blood. Life like this is too unreliable. I just want to live a peaceful life, and I don’t care how long it takes.”
The young master stared at him for a long time, with disbelief in his eyes, "I've known you for so long, but I didn't know that you would be so enlightened. I do have doubts. Could it be that you have spent three years making money? Just to live quietly for a while?" He paused, thought for a moment, and then said, "Or is it because of the pair of earrings?"
"This is my business. I don't want to talk too much to you." Lu Xiaofei picked up the burden again, then he hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Since you can see that my injury will kill me, can't you Can’t you see that I don’t have much time in the first place?”
When the young master heard this, his eyes suddenly froze. He stared at Lu Xiaofei with cold eyes like swords, and suddenly said: "I see! No wonder you have never taken over a simple business in the past year, just to make money." A big one!”
Then he sighed heavily and said, "I understand, you can leave."
Lu Xiaofei glanced at him, stopped talking, turned around and left around the corner. When the young master watched his tired figure disappear from sight, he whispered to himself: "If you are really just a tofu skin seller, it shouldn't be bad, right? What a pity." He drank After taking a sip of the soup, I realized that the soup was a little cold, "Although you don't like me, I don't hate you that much."
The young master crumpled the sterling silver feather into a ball with a gentle force of his fingers. When he opened his fingers again, the feather had turned into an ordinary piece of silver.
He put the silver piece on the table, smiled at Old Chen and said, "Old shopkeeper, it's time to settle the bill."
Old Chentou came over, saw the silver leaf, and said hurriedly: "There is more than enough, there is more than enough."
The young master shook his head and said, "No need to look for it."
Lao Chentou was overjoyed and said politely: "Master, are you leaving?"
The young man looked at another street and said, "Yes, it's time to go."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the rapid sound of horse hooves coming from the street over there. In the blink of an eye, a black carriage came galloping and stopped suddenly at this deserted street corner, immediately annoying a few passers-by. Hurry to avoid.
The horse is a tall steed, and the carriage is also a fine and exquisite carriage.
There were two people on the carriage, a driver and a gloomy-looking middle-aged man in black.
The man in black shirt got out of the car, walked straight to the haggis soup stall, and walked up to the young man.
Old Chen's heart suddenly sank when he saw the man's gloomy appearance and cold eyes.
But I saw that the young master's expression was still as calm as water, and he didn't seem to be surprised at all.
I saw the man looking at the young master and said, "May I ask your Excellency, are you Gongzi Yu?"
"Yes, I am Gong Ziyu." The young man replied calmly: "You can also call me Mr. Yu."
"Very good." The man spoke simply and directly, and his voice seemed to have no warmth. "My master has invited me. Mr. Yu, please get in the car."
"Then you'll have some work." Gong Ziyu stood up with a smile and walked towards the carriage.
The man followed closely and when he saw Gong Ziyu getting on the carriage, he also sat next to the coachman and waved his hand, "Let's go!"
The carriage sped away again, really coming and going like the wind.
Old Chentou was dazed for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he found that the people and the car had left.
He was muttering something strange in his mind, when by chance, he turned around and realized that the old man holding the piano not far away had disappeared at some point.
If Old Chen looks towards the Juxian Building again, he will find that the lonely figure has also disappeared at the same time.
