Looking at the man holding the eyebrow pencil, Yang Yu felt that he was right.

"Let's wait until the play is over. I'll tell you everything then."

After finishing this sentence, the man picked himself up and went to the stage. Yang Yu sat in the position where the man had been sitting and looked at the mirror.

Soon Yang Yu found that the mirror had a small mechanism.

After opening, there is a line of words.

Words carved in the mirror.

Don't wait for a broken branch without flowers.

Because the man's face was covered with thick oil paint, Yang Yu couldn't recognize his appearance. However, Yang Yu was not afraid that he would run. After all, the locking function of the system had been put on the person.

It was a long time to sing this drama. After Yang Yu had waited for a while, the talent came back from the stage.

"Boss, there's no play I'm going to sing this afternoon. I'll go out and come back at night." Listening to the man's whispering leave with the boss of the opera troupe, Yang Yu picked his eyebrows.

A moment later, the man went to Yang Yu and motioned for him to get up. Finally, he sat down on his seat and began to unload the paint on his face.

Then I saw the real face of the man, Yang Yu. It was strange.

Yang Yu seems to have seen this face somewhere, but Yang Yu has no big memory, just an impression.

Moreover, this face is somewhat similar to Nongyu.

However, this man is a man, and because he is somewhat similar to Nongyu's face, he only fills in a trace of feminine tenderness.

"Let's go out and talk." The man who had changed his clothes stepped out.

"You haven't told me your name yet?" Yang Yu looked at the man's back and asked.

However, the man did not answer Yang Yu's words, but quickly walked out of the back door of the backstage. After Yang Yu followed him, the talent said a word.

"They are all going to die. How can there be a name? You can call me Huadan."

In the opera group, the role of this person is just a Huadan.

"Have you ever met Mrs. Hu? At the gate of the Purple Orchid Pavilion Yang Yu asked.

In fact, at the moment of opening his mouth, Yang Yu even looked forward to Hua Dan's sophistry, but what Yang Yu didn't expect was that Huadan just stopped for a while and nodded.

"Yes, it's me. In fact, I killed that man, but Mrs. Hu didn't want me to go to prison, so she took my place."

From the way Huadan walked, Yang Yu knew that Huadan must be a master.

A hidden master.

When he arrived, he used to keep his voice hidden.

A good assassin.

"I didn't come here today to discuss this matter with you. After all, people have died, and he admitted that he was the murderer. You don't have to care about this. I just want to ask you one thing. Do you want to kill Ji wuyei?"

Hearing Yang Yu's words, Hua Dan turns his head subconsciously.

Just saw Yang Yu's deep eyes, which seemed to have a soul stirring ability. Huadan even wanted to believe Yang Yu for a moment.

But Huadan soon recovered.

"What do you mean by that? I don't understand. " In the face of a fool dressed man, Yang Yu naturally can't say anything, but from his expression, Yang Yu can see that he should be thinking.

"I've almost known your story, but I don't know what role you play, and as an assassin, I've never seen you before."

Yes, in the original book, this person is probably a passer-by.

There has never been a chance to appear, let alone an opportunity to appear, but Yang Yu in the process of this pursuit, unconsciously discovered this matter, so it will appear the current problem.

"Of course you will not see that I have never really appeared in that circle. What is the most famous organization now? Yes, it is called night curtain. The only person I know may be Bai Feng. The reason why I killed Mrs. Hu's husband is that Mrs. Hu is very kind to me."

While talking, Hua Dan fell into memory and told Yang Yu all the stories about him and Mrs. Hu.

Yang Yu leaned against the wall and felt his nose consciously or unconsciously.

"In fact, I am an orphan. I grew up on the street when I was young. I can find such a big place and sing opera here. Maybe I have to thank Mrs. Hu. He picked me up in winter, funded me, taught me literacy and martial arts. Although I know that his purpose is to train me to help him, I am very grateful to him if there is no him I'm probably dead. " Hua Dan said this while looking at the sky.

At this moment, the sky is very clear, there is no cloud, the sun's light directly on the ground, burning the soul.Yang Yu tapped his arm gently.

"What do you mean? He trained you to kill his husband, didn't he? "

That's right.

What Mrs. Hu loves is not her present husband at all. What she loves should be the one in front of her, so she can't let go.

"Yes, I succeeded. If it wasn't for you, Mrs. Hu might still be alive at this time. I'm still singing here as before. I like singing opera, but I can't go back."

After saying this, Hua Dan closed his eyes, as if to wait for the final verdict.

Yang Yu did not intend to kill him, after all, this matter is not very important to Yang Yu.

Just when Yang Yu wanted to continue to say something, he suddenly heard the sound of breaking the sky.

Yang Yu quickly stepped forward and seized the tail of the attack.

But what Yang Yu didn't expect was that it was a double whammy.

A bow and arrow shot straight into Huadan's chest.

Huadan fell down the wall like he had no bones.

Yang Yu was a little angry.

Quickly locked the target, but Yang Yu did not catch up, but stayed in place.

Holding Huadan's shoulder, Yang Yu sealed the two acupoints on Huadan's chest.

"You see. I've told you that I can't live long, so I can tell you everything Hua Dan's voice is a little weak, and his eyes are already lax.

Yang Yu looked at Hua Dan and raised his eyebrows. "Don't worry, I can't die here for the time being. At least you won't die before I let you die. I think you and a person are special, so I plan to let you work with that person."

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