Just remember

Huazhan, people in the Jianghu are called "the tracer".This person is good at disguise, and also has a good sword.It is said that his sword is as fast as a fright, and as thin as a cicada's wing. Those who are hit by the sword often die before they regain their senses. The wounds are extremely shallow, the bloodstains are light, and the exquisiteness of the sword has reached the pinnacle.

Of course, it's just rumored.

First, Huazhan never took the initiative to make grievances, and even seldom killed people.

Second, Hua Zhan never wanders in the rivers and lakes, and pursues a Taoyuan escape from the world.

However, the world is always like this, the more mysterious, the more curious, the more secluded, the more inescapable from disputes.And once the sword is out of the sheath, there is no possibility of stability.

Ge Shiqi has been tracking Huazhan for more than several months.The employer bought his life with a lot of money, and Anhualou has no reason to push the silver out, even if the silver ingot is bound to be stained with Anhualou's blood.

Throughout the ages, you get what you pay for.

Ge Shiqi is not sure if he fights Hua Zhan, who will live and who will die, but the premise of the fight is that he must find Hua Zhan.

No one knows where the False One lives, or even what he really is.In the hands of Hua Zhan, the almost lost skill of changing appearance is perfect.It is said that, like his inconceivable swordsmanship, they are all passed down from ancestors, but let's just say it, let's just listen to it.

This person is like so many legends in the rivers and lakes. After dinner, in the streets and alleys, he is occasionally mentioned, and his memory is fleeting.

——Those who trace indistinctly, trace indistinctly.

But it was still found by Ge Shiqi, and it was not a temporary residence, it looked more like a long-term residence.

Baijia Mountain, an inconspicuous mountain in the northern forest.In a radius of a hundred miles, except for the large forest, there is no human habitation.At the foot of the mountain, there seem to be some relics of old villages and towns, but the age is too old, so long that it may be from the previous dynasty, or even earlier.

Maybe it's the bad weather, the migration of villages and towns, maybe it's the harassment of foreigners, the abandonment of the village to escape, or other more possibilities.But Ge Shiqi doesn't care, he just needs to know that Hua Zhan lives on the mountain.

The dusk is getting darker, and the smoke is curling up.

The house on the mountain is more exquisite than Ge Shiqi imagined. He thought it was just a simple and simple residence built at random, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a decent courtyard.The sky was still bright, so he didn't dare to get close, he just watched a young man working in and out from a distance.

There is no doubt that it is Hua Zhan, and even that face may be his real face.

At this moment, there was no expression on that face, his expression was calm and gentle, and his movements were orderly. Just like the rumors said, he was as calm as the wind.Ke Ge Shiqi knew that the other party was happy.

This is a very magical feeling, as if he has some kind of commonality with that person in the dark, and what he sees through that body is his own soul.

It is not a good thing to see your own shadow on the target you want to kill.

It wasn't until night fell that Ge Shiqi dived to the big pine tree next to the courtyard wall, and finally, amidst the annoying pine needles, he completely lost his sense of strangeness towards the target.

——Chun Jinran arrived at that time.