Chapter 92

When Fang Xie returned to the tea move, it was the next night. He entered the house and listened to the big dog say that the horizontal stick was dead. After that, he was silent for a long time. The body of the horizontal stick was taken away by the bodyguard in the big house. The murderer has not been found yet. He silently tore one of the white clothes from his robe and tied it to his arm, and then said two words to the people in the room.

"I rented a shop across the street from the west of tea recruitment. When I came back from changchunyuan, I paid the rent on the way. Sister Xiaoyao, you move in and wait for me to come back."

"I'll get the body of the horizontal stick back."

With these two words, he turned and walked out of the door of the tea move.

"I'll go with you!"

Qilin chased him out from behind and said in a hoarse voice, "the person who killed the horizontal stick will still kill you after all. We can't rest assured if you go out by yourself."

Fang Xie paused, turned back and said to Qilin, "go left from here for about half an hour, and then turn left. There is a coffin shop. Brother Qilin... Go and buy a coffin. It is estimated that the shopkeeper has closed. Find a way... Go to the street, don't go into the alley, remember."

Qilin was stunned, hesitated for a moment and nodded: "close the door and I'll break it open."

Fang Xie gave a sound, looked at big dog and Mu Xiaoyao and said: "Go back first, and you can't make trouble for the tea move. We are all disaster stars, and we will do harm wherever we go. I hope we have helped us enough, and our lives are not strong. No one knows whether we can have the opportunity to return them. The more we owe others, the more blocked we will be. At least don't provoke trouble for others."

Big dog and Mu Xiaoyao nodded.

"Someone must follow you."

Shen qingfan, who had been silent, suddenly said, in a very light but firm tone.

"I'll go"

Mu Xiaoyao walked slowly to Fang Xie, looked at Fang Xie's eyes and said in a low voice, "although I don't know why you insist on going out alone, you must have your reason. I was going to follow you quietly, so I didn't speak just now. I'm not as smart as her. She just said..."

Fang Xie shook his head and motioned Mu Xiaoyao not to go on. He smiled and said only four words: "I knew before I came back."

Mu Xiaoyao nodded and walked out of the red tea move behind Fang Xie.

Red tea moves to the third floor. Xi thrush stands in the window and looks at Fang Xie going out. She can't help shaking her head slightly. The Xi candle wick eyebrow standing next to her is also slightly frowned. She is silent for a moment and scolds with a slight anger: "he's an idiot!"

The rest thrush was stunned, looked at the rest candle wick and asked, "don't you always hate this solution?"

"It's the same now, because he's an idiot."

The rest candle wick turned back to her room and didn't look downstairs again. The rest thrush always felt that there was something different in the tone of the rest candle wick, but she couldn't figure out what was different. Looking at the back of the rest candle wick, she shook her head slightly and said to herself: "You should have lived a better life. If your majesty knew you were dancing flowing water sleeves in this building, I don't know if you would immediately send a flying fish robe to seal the building."

But then she thought of the confession before the green man left, and she could only sigh silently.

After Fang Xie and Mu Xiaoyao walked out of the red tea move, they went out about 200 meters and found that there was still a steamed stuffed bun shop open. Fang Xie was still in the mood to stop and took out copper money to buy ten steamed stuffed buns.

"You haven't eaten, have you?"

He asked Mu Xiaoyao.

Mu Xiaoyao nodded.

She eats by drinking, but all day today, she didn't even drink a mouthful of wine. Her heart was so blocked that she couldn't even drink it.

Fang Xie asked the boss to divide the steamed stuffed bun into two parts, six for him and four for his small waist.

"Plain"

Fang Xie said a little, then stuffed a steamed stuffed bun into his mouth. The steamed stuffed bun was not big, but it was still difficult to eat one at a time. The steamed stuffed bun filled with eggs and mushrooms tasted good. After eating it for three in a row, he looked at Mu Xiaoyao with a embarrassed face and said: "You can't have strength until you eat. Before you come back, Mr. Zhuo specially came to me and asked me to tell you one thing... The reason why your perception ability has stagnated in recent years has something to do with drinking. Drinking too much will make you more and more dull... If I had known these things, I would never have bought you wine all the time."

Bathed in the footsteps of the solution above the waist, pinched a steamed stuffed bun and bit it.

"Bad?"

Fang Jiewen

"No"

"Then finish it all."

Fang Xie stuffed the last steamed stuffed bun into his mouth and subconsciously touched the rusty residual knife beside his waist. Mu Xiaoyao stuffed the whole steamed stuffed bun into her mouth like he did, but her mouth was too small to chew. Fang Xie took out a handkerchief from her cuff and wiped the soup from the corners of her mouth for mu Xiaoyao. His tone was light Judo: "You've walked 365 steps with me from tea to here. That's enough."

"Not enough!"

Mu Xiaoyao swallowed the food in his mouth hard and shook his head.

"Not far from the door of the shop I rented, there is a man selling hot noodle soup. His business is good. It should be delicious. Can we go to eat together tomorrow morning?"

Mu Xiaoyao nodded, and then said firmly, "I won't go."

"Must go."

Fang Xie wiped the corners of her mouth with Mu Xiaoyao, folded her handkerchief and said, "look."

Mu Xiaoyao was stunned. When he was stunned, Fang Xie had turned and walked out. Mu Xiaoyao hesitated for a while, but he didn't follow up after all. She turned back to the shop rented by Fang Xie, ate steamed stuffed buns while walking, and then naturally opened her handkerchief to wipe her mouth. When the handkerchief was opened, she saw a line of small words written on it.

Mr. Zhuo is here. I can't trust the imperial court. If there's anything wrong, find the old lame.

This is a very illogical sentence, but there are too many meanings to express. Mu Xiaoyao's pupil contracted slightly and understood the meaning of Fang Xie in an instant. She couldn't help quickening her pace, and the red damask hidden in her cuffs was ready to move.

somewhere

The man hidden in the shadow smiled softly and said to Mr. Zhuo, "alone, he really trusts you."

Mr. Zhuo shook his head and said nothing.

But he wanted to say in his heart that if he really trusted me, he wouldn't be alone.

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After eating six steamed stuffed buns, Fang Xie felt warm and comfortable in his stomach. For his appetite, six steamed stuffed buns are not enough at all. If he doubles it, he won't be able to eat enough. But he only ate six. Of course, it was not that he was reluctant to give up copper money, but that he knew that eating too much would delay things at this time.

If people eat too much, they will become comfortable, and even if there is a trace of comfort, they will inevitably be slow to respond.

He walked all the way down the street with a slow pace. There are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street, and many roadside shops have closed their doors. When he came to a small alley, Fang Xie seemed to hesitate, then turned and walked in. The alley was very deep and quiet. Fang Xie leaned down slightly and rushed out with a kick at his feet.

as nimble as an escaping hare when going into action.

Just as he rushed to the depths of the alley, turned the corner and rushed into another alley, several dark shadows suddenly appeared at the corner behind him. The leader was wearing a black robe that could cover his head and face. He looked at the direction of Fang Xie's disappearance and motioned, and the man in black standing behind him rushed in immediately.

On the roof of a civilian house, several masked people who were going to rush down were stopped by the leader. The leader pointed to the people in black in the alley below, and whispered, "someone will do it for us and watch it change."

After six or seven people in black rushed into the alley, they showed their weapons. The bright horizontal knife reflected a cold light under the moonlight. The head of the black robed man, with a cold and contemptuous smile on his mouth, murmured that he wanted to die, no wonder others, and then his body flashed and disappeared.

When the man in black chased the second alley, he suddenly stopped his steps. After the first one stopped abruptly, he even took a step back subconsciously.

In the alley ahead, Fang Xie, holding a residual knife in his hand, stood there quietly.

"Kill"

A man in black growled and rushed up first. The blade in his hand was held high and fiercely cleaved to Fang Xie's head with the sound of wind and thunder. Seeing the horizontal knife raised, Fang Xie not only didn't step back, but took a big step forward. The remnant knife held in his right hand rowed out from bottom to top. Before he hit the man in black, the remnant knife tore the man's throat and a little hot blood burst out.

Fang Xie passed by the man, and the blade of the man in black with blood sprayed on his neck was still held in mid air.

Backhand knife, walk a word.

It's the right hand.

The second man in black was obviously surprised. Unexpectedly, the companion of the second grade cultivation was cut in the throat in the blink of an eye. The leader said before that this boy is a waste who can't practice, but how can a waste make a knife so fast and so fierce?

At the moment of his surprise, Fang Xie's knife had come to him. He didn't even see the angle from which Fang Xie's knife attacked. Subconsciously, he wanted to raise his knife to block, but he found that he didn't find the running track of his opponent's knife at all.

Or a backhand knife, or a word.

Right hand.

I only practiced with my left hand for a day. I don't know why I chose the right hand to kill. What's more surprising is that in just one day, he was so skillful in using the method of one kind of knife. The blade appeared strangely from a completely unpredictable angle and cut the throat of the second man in black.

The blood gushed out like a waterfall, and the blood mist under the moonlight was like a big plum blossom.

"Let's go!"

The remaining four or five people in black rushed up and cut away with horizontal knives. Fang Xie's body, like a swimming fish, passed between the four or five people, and then stabbed a man in black with a backhand knife without looking back. With a puff, the knife came in.

He hurried back a few steps, and the man in black who was holding the knife withdrew at the same time. The four men in black who passed him turned around and slowly pressed up. Fang Xie pulled the remnant knife out of the man in black's back, very slowly. In the silent night, the sound of the blade like a saw blade slowly pulled out of the man's body was so clear, and the sound of the blade rubbing on the bone made the teeth sour.

With a bang, Fang Xie kicked the man in black out, and with a little foot, he rushed forward with the flying body at the same time.

A man in black just dodged the flying body and came to him before he could turn around. The broken knife went straight into his heart, and then he felt the knife twist fiercely in his body. He even had the illusion that he heard the sound of a broken heart.

"Waste!"

The masked leader lying on the roof scolded in a low voice, pointed to Fang and explained: "go down and help, no matter who those people are, now we have a purpose to kill Fang Xie!"

Four or five masked men around him immediately stood up and jumped down from the roof like winged owls.

At this time, the leader of the man in black, who had been hidden before, was also angry. He flashed out of the shadow, took out a soft sword hidden in his black robe, and stabbed Fang Xie's back like a poisonous snake. He had been hiding in the shadow of the wall, and his robe was very broad, completely covering his body. When he stood there motionless before, no one found his existence.

The soft sword almost reached Fang Xie's back in an instant, and Fang Xie seemed unaware.

Just when the sword had reached Fang Xie's back clothes, the black robed man holding the sword suddenly stiffened. The sword could not be handed forward any more. The next second, he did something that surprised everyone.

He drew his sword, turned back and stabbed one of his men through his heart. Another sword cut the throat of a masked man, and the wide black robe spread out. He was like a huge bat, moving fast and difficult to react. He moved about in the alley like a bat swooping back and forth.

Fang Xie killed forward. He stood behind Fang Xie and killed in the other direction, just like a pair of tacit partners, one killing faster than the other.

In less than a minute, most of the seven or eight people around Fang Xie were stabbed to death by the man in black robe, and the remaining two were cut over by Fang Xie one by one.

After Fang Xie killed the last person in front of him, he looked back at the man with the sword.

He raised his hand, wiped the sweat on the top of his head, looked at the roof and said, "can't you come faster? I'm really not in the mood to play stimulation."

I don't know when there was another person beside the masked man lying on the roof.

Wear a cloth suit and put your palm on the masked man's shoulder. He sat there quietly, but the masked people lying around him had already been scared and could not help shaking.

"Abandon the sword"

The man in cloth whispered two words. The man in black in the alley immediately threw the soft sword on the ground. One said and one did, without hindrance.

After saying this, he couldn't help being a little disappointed. The other party explained, "what should have come didn't come."

Fang Xie did not answer, but rushed out like a cheetah who found his prey. He didn't even look at who was the man in black who wanted to kill him before, so he improved his speed to the extreme. Seeing him rush back in such a crazy way, Mr. Zhuo's face suddenly changed, said to take them all away, and then ran after Fang Xie.

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This is a grocery store. The original owner has moved away, and there are many unused things left in the store, so it looks very messy.

The big dog glanced at the mess in the room and couldn't help shaking his head: "you two go upstairs to have a rest and I'll clean up... Although I hate doing these vulgar things, it seems that no one will clean up except me now..."

Both the Shen Qing fan sitting on the wheel car and the Mu Xiaoyao standing on one side know that the big dog has a very strange problem. Obviously, he is a vulgar person, but he has the same problem as those so-called nobles, and even insists on it than those nobles. He doesn't wash clothes, doesn't go into the kitchen, and doesn't have to clean the room. He is like a real aristocrat. He will never do anything that humiliates his identity.

I don't know where this persistence comes from, but big dogs sometimes stubbornly make people angry.

But today, he seems to be enlightened.

Just as he bent down and picked up a broom to sweep the floor, suddenly someone asked softly outside the door.

"Excuse me, are you the one with the most sensitive nose?"

The big dog looked up fiercely and saw a man in a long white shirt standing at the door. Maybe it's too dark to see the man's face. It seems that there is a layer of fog on this man's face, which is not far away, but his facial features are very unclear. In this quiet night, he stood at the door, his snow-white gown like a blooming white lotus, especially eye-catching.