no soul

"Ah Choo"!

Lin Hong just woke up with a sneeze. He was still sitting in the karaoke booth with his whole body wet, and now he was blown by the lake wind, so cold that he couldn't stop shivering.

The rain had stopped and the night was still dark.

Yinghu Lake is long, like a pool of obsidian, and the breeze blows with thin flashes.

From head to toe, only his face was hot.

The way Wan Guchuan smiled at him just now can't be lingered.

Looking too good-looking is the original sin.

Lin Hong's thoughts began to fly wildly.

What does he mean?Want to come to me?

It's so late, it's impossible...

He touched his waist, and Tang Heng's painting was inserted obliquely on the belt, but now it is gone.

Looks like it couldn't be brought back.

Lin Hong was a little disappointed.

He stared at the lake in a daze for a while.

Will it come...impossible impossible.

As soon as Lin Hong stood up, a warm coat was draped over his shoulders.

He was startled, and turned his head to look.

Wan Guchuan was also looking at him.

"You are really here." Lin Hong was very happy.

"Live close." Wan Guchuan looked at him, raised his hand, rubbed the wet hair on his forehead back with his warm palm, and wiped the rainwater by the way, "Is it still cold?"

Lin Hong was so rubbed that he closed one eye, "It's cold..."

Wan Guchuan withdrew his hand, and Lin Hong felt that the temperature remaining on his forehead was a bit comfortable, and it somehow brought out a bit of regret and nostalgia.

Lin Hong sucked his nose.

"Do you want to go home?"

"Well... I don't really want to go back."

Wan Guchuan looked at him and asked, "To my place?"

The voice was very low and light, and there was a sense of cautiousness for no reason.

Wan Guchuan said that he lived nearby, but Lin Hong didn't think he was close at all. Did this person fly over? ?

Because Wan Guchuan and the others came here temporarily to station the army, and the accommodation they arranged was not enough, and it was too late to bother others, so Lin Hong could only share a room with him—at least Wan Guchuan was like this. Tell Lin Hong.

The decoration in the room is very simple, a bed, a screen, and a desk.

Judging from the daily necessities, Wan Guchuan should have lived there for a few days, and the room smelled clean and pleasant from him.

Lin Hong touched his nose.

Wan Guchuan handed him a set of clean clothes, "The inner trousers are new, and the inner can only fit me. The bath is behind the screen, and the firewood is burning."

"Okay." Lin Hong took the clothes, sneezed twice, sucked his nose, and went behind the screen.

Wan Guchuan took off his coat and put it on the shelf at the door, "Is the water temperature right?"

"Appropriate." Lin Hong replied.

Wan Guchuan sat at the table, listening to the sound of water rushing behind the screen, enough to make people think about it, the more he listened, the more thirsty he felt, and he poured himself a cup of tea to drink.

After a while, Lin Hong sang a song behind the screen, and the singing voice, which he didn't know what he was singing, echoed in the room.

The forest birds outside the window were instantly startled, and there was a sound of wailing and violent trembling of leaves.

The lethality is astonishing.

"..." Wan Guchuan put down his teacup.

After Lin Hong finished washing and singing, he stepped out of the bath, splashed water all over the floor, and put on the underwear of Wan Gu Chuan behind the screen, and the clear breath of the mountain wind blowing through the forest held him tightly. Wrap it up tightly.

Lin Hong froze for a moment, the clothes were already too big, and the sleeves covered his entire hand.

He put his sleeve to his nose and sniffed.

Suddenly realizing what he was doing, he quickly stopped.

Walked around the screen and went out, walked directly to the bed and fell on it, "I'm so tired..."

When he raised his head, Wan Guchuan was laying the floor beside the bed.

"What are you doing?" Lin Hong asked in surprise.

"You sleep on the bed." Wan Guchuan sat on the floor.

"Why? Can't we sleep together? The bed is so big." Lin Hong lay down on the edge of the bed, with one hand hanging down to prop himself up on the floor.

The neckline was a little too big, and the dress slid down to the shoulders.

Wan Guchuan looked away, regretting calling him here, "No."

Lin Hong persisted, "We've slept together so many times, is this one more time? It's not good to ask you to sleep on the floor when I come here."

"What's wrong? You can sleep anywhere." Wan Guchuan pulled the quilt.

"Then sleep on the bed!" Lin Hong supported the floor with his hands, and rolled onto the floor, rolled a few more times, squeezed Wan Guchuan hard, and looked at him, "Hurry up, hurry up. Or sleep on the floor together .”

Wan Guchuan looked down at him.

Lin Hong's long dark hair was slightly moist and spread out, and his neat eyebrows were also dark, which made his skin even fairer. His handsome eyes were clear and bright, and he stared at him with a hidden smile.

The neckline is spread out, revealing a snow-white chest, and the collarbone is exquisite, with drops of water hanging on it, and the water drops slide into the clothes along the chest...

Wan Guchuan threw the quilt in his hand to his face.

"..." Lin Hong: "What are you doing!"

He arched like a maggot for a while but couldn't get out, sat up, and pulled the quilt covering his head. As soon as he pulled it out, a towel was placed on his head.

Wan Guchuan rubbed his head through a towel, "Dry your hair."

Lin Hong sat still, with a kerchief on his head, and a pair of eyes looking at him through the broken hair.

"What?" Wan Guchuan's heart skipped a beat when he stared at him.

"I thought you were going to wipe it for me." Lin Hong hinted.

"Wipe it yourself with your hands."

Lin Hong put his hands behind his back, "No hands."

"Wipe with your feet."

Lin Hong: "..."

"How do you wipe with your feet, you think I'm playing a monkey?" Lin Hong honestly stretched out his hand and began to wipe his hair.

Wan Guchuan looked at him and smiled, took the towel from his hand, sat on the side of the bed, "Sit over."

"Yeah!" Lin Hong succeeded, and moved over to sit with his back facing Wan Guchuan with his messy hair, "Take it easy, don't get bald."

"It's hard to say." Wan Guchuan picked up his hair.

The slightly damp hair was like a piece of cold silk cloth, and the slender fingers stroked it as if cherishing it.

The towel held the black hair, and gently wiped it inch by inch.

It was so gentle that Lin Hong was a little confused, half dreaming and half awake thinking that he was immersed in a slightly rippling warm pool.

He rubbed his eyes, leaned his elbows on Wan Guchuan's legs, and looked up at him, "How long do you usually sleep?" The schedule in Ghost Fang is not accurate, but there is probably a habit in reality.

Wan Guchuan looked down at him, "Sleep if you're sleepy."

"Hmm..." Lin Hong stood up on his legs, climbed into the bed against the wall, left half of it for Wan Guchuan, lay down and pulled the quilt cover, and patted the bed, "Sleep on the bed, don't sleep on the ground."

Wan Guchuan hung up the wet towel, extinguished the candle, glanced at the person on the bed, took off his coat, and lay down next to him.

The room was dark, with moonlight streaming in through the window lattice, and the ground was frosty and cold.

Wan Guchuan asked him: "How is the Escort Bureau going?"

Lin Hong replied: "It's all good, but recruiting troops is a bit tricky. Tu Hongxue is thinking of a way."

"That's good. Go to sleep."

The room fell into silence.

Lin Hong didn't sleep, he suddenly spoke again, "Do you think I was wrong?"

Wan Guchuan was silent, only the sound of water ticking behind the screen could be heard in the room.

"Just do what you want, there are so many right and wrong." The deep voice sounded, inexplicably bewitching in the night, "As long as you don't hinder others, as long as you have a clear conscience."

Hearing this, Lin Hong smiled.

Yes, there are so many right and wrong, right and wrong are different from different perspectives.

There are three thousand ways, whether it is right or wrong, how can it be summed up in one word.

"I support you." The deep voice continued to bewitch people's hearts, and it was more Zhuxian sighed than the Fengxiao Luanguan in the bustling attic.

Lin Hong, with Shangzui sign, was suddenly half asleep and half awake, and responded softly, "Thank you."

The room was silent for a long time.

Wan Guchuan was listening all the time, and the breathing of the people around him gradually became even, very shallow and light, touching the tip of his heart.

He turned sideways, reached out and stroked Lin Hong's wet hair from his back to the pillow, and lay on his side looking at him.

Half of Lin Hong's face was buried in the pillow, the bridge of his nose was straight, his eyelashes were slightly raised, and the slender eyelashes held the moonlight, casting a shadow on his face.

Wan Guchuan felt that the cool moonlight was also warm.

He didn't know how long he watched it.

I just love it and want to watch it all the time.

Lin Hong frowned in his dream, the hand on the pillow suddenly moved and hit Wan Guchuan on the face.

Wan Guchuan: "..."

Wan Guchuan held his restless hand.

Gently holding his knuckles, it was so itchy and soft in my heart.

He pulled over and kissed the inside of Lin Hong's wrist.

At Yinshi, Wan Guchuan woke up because Lin Hong kept hugging him.

Wan Guchuan choked for breath, and called him in a low voice, "Lin Hong?"

Lin Hong buried his face on his chest, and murmured like a babble: "Cold."

cold?It's mid-autumn, the weather is crisp, and the quilt is just right, how can it be cold?

Wan Guchuan felt that something was wrong, and his body in his arms felt a little hot.

He pulled the man out of his arms, Lin Hong was in a daze, and Wan Guchuan put his hand on his forehead, it was so hot.

It seems that after an autumn rain, it is because of the wind and cold.

Wan Guchuan told him to lie down, got out of bed, soaked the towel in cold water, twisted it slightly, folded it and put it on his forehead.

Sitting on the edge of the bed and tucking him in, he looked at him.

"Ah!"

In the early morning, Lin Hong lay on the bed and sucked his nose. His face was flushed, and Wan Guchuan wrapped him in a quilt into a rice dumpling, with a wet towel on his forehead.

He couldn't turn his head, so he could only squint his eyes and watch the servant come and go, and a tall and tall figure swayed after him.

"Drink porridge." Wan Guchuan sat down beside the bed with a bowl of porridge in his hand.

"No appetite..." Lin Hong spoke with a strong nasal voice, miserable.

"I have to eat a little, I have to drink medicine."

"I do not want to eat."

"Then I'm going to feed it." Wan Guchuan raised his eyebrows, already holding the handle of the spoon with one hand.

Lin Hong really thought about it, um...forget it, I'm sorry.

Lin Hong sat up unwillingly, Wan Guchuan put the pillow behind his back, reached out his hand in mid-air to catch the towel that fell from his head, and handed him the bowl.

Watch him eat slowly.

"Why do you get wind and cold?" Lin Hong sniffed, "There is no..."

"Perhaps coming back is truly a body of flesh and blood."

In the world of resentful ghosts, I really don't know what kind of form it is, soul?But injuries can be brought back. Speaking of this, some things can be brought back, such as Hu Zhan's amulet, but Tang Heng's painting can't be brought back... Do you have to bring back things from this world?

I really can't figure it out.

Lin Hong only ate half a bowl of porridge, and Ren Wan Guchuan didn't eat it no matter how coaxed he was.

Wan Guchuan put half a bowl of porridge on the table, "What are you going to do with your brother?"

Lin Hong really wanted to say that he couldn't find his best if he didn't go back, but suddenly he thought of Tang Heng... He wiped his nose with the handkerchief Wan Guchuan handed over, and the tip of his nose was red, "I'll go back later Bar."

Wan Guchuan was silent for a while, put his hand on his forehead, and said, "The fever hasn't subsided yet, don't go back, I'll send someone to deliver a message for you."

"Hmm..." Lin Hong looked at him. Compared with his forehead, his hands were cool and comfortable, but Wan Guchuan just touched them and then withdrew them.I don't know whether it was intentional or not, the fingertips lightly brushed his face.

It's time to rest, what should come must come, Wan Guchuan handed him the medicine bowl, "Drink the medicine."

"Bitter..." Lin Hong's expression became even more bitter.

Wan Guchuan had expected it a long time ago, "There are candied fruit."

"Candied fruit is bitter..." Lin Hong took it, and he could smell the smell of medicine even with his nose stuffed, and he wailed hundreds of times why he had a cold.

Wan Guchuan got up and dipped the towel into the cold water.

Lin Hong bit the edge of the bowl, he didn't want to drink for a long time, and looked at Wan Guchuan with hanging eyes, "I'm causing you trouble." Because of the cold wind, his voice was nasal and soft.

Wan Guchuan's heart softened when he heard this, and he was silent for a while, before he said, "You're welcome." He slightly twisted the water on the towel, "It's not a day or two to be troublesome."

Lin Hong: "..."

Wan Guchuan put the handkerchief beside the basin.

trouble me some more...

Lin Hong drank the bowl of medicine as if he were dead, with the spirit of a strong man breaking his wrist.

Wan Guchuan handed him the candied fruit, and Lin Hong chewed it crunchy.

Lin Hong looked at him, "You didn't sleep well last night, did you? Take a break."

Lin Hong was in a daze with a fever last night, but he knew something.

"I'm not sleepy," Wan Guchuan smiled, "Have some more porridge?"

"Don't drink anymore."

Wan Guchuan picked up the bowl, "Hey."

"Stop drinking!"

"General!" A soldier in heavy armor hurried in and gave a military salute, "There is a situation! Please..."

He saw a strange and handsome young man sitting on the general's bed. His own general was passing a spoon to his mouth, but the young man refused with a straight face.

There was something wrong...he didn't dare to speak.

Wan Guchuan put down the bowl, and said to Lin Hong, "Then you sleep a little longer."

He wrapped Lin Hong tightly again with the quilt, and put the soaked towel just now on his forehead.

Lead the soldier away.

Lin Hong felt dizzy.

and many more.

What was that soldier called Wan Guchuan just now?

General? ?

Iron Horse General? ? ?

? ? ? ?

No wonder he appeared on the emperor's hunting grounds, no wonder he was able to release the darts he was betting on, no wonder he was so powerful...

Lin Hong felt dizzy even more.

Lin Hong fell into a drowsy sleep, feeling someone poking his forehead, the sound of water in the basin, and a cold cloth on his forehead.

Lin Hong didn't wake up until dusk, the cloth on his forehead was still cool, and he felt much better.

"Are you awake?" Wan Guchuan put down the copybook in his hand, stood up from behind the desk and walked over.

"Do you want to eat noodles? It should be ready soon."

Lin Hong just woke up and was still a little dazed, nodded, and suddenly remembered, "Oh! General!"

Wan Guchuan:?

"It turns out that you have been using your identity as a murderer to cover up the fact that you are a general."

Wan Guchuan:?Confused?

"You lied to me."

Wan Guchuan: "When did I lie to you?"

"You said you were not a general."

Wan Guchuan: "I said so?"

It seems that there is no such thing, Lin Hong thought for a while, "Then, you didn't say you are a general."

"Why did you say that?" Wan Guchuan sat by the bed, "You didn't ask."

Wan Guchuan felt that Lin Hong was not at all curious about who he was or what he did.

"I... I thought I had already figured it out with my superb wisdom." Lin Hong said guiltily.

"Murderer?"

Lin Hong: "..."

Wan Guchuan thought for a while and said, "It's the soldier who guessed right."

"This... How could I have imagined that you were that iron-skinned general." Who would have guessed with such excessive force? ?Guess the soldiers are good, right?

Wan Guchuan: "..."

Lin Hong thought about it seriously, "How could you be General Tin Skin? It's impossible. General Tin Skin is not like this in my imagination. General Tin Skin..."

Wan Guchuan had a headache and couldn't help correcting him: "It's an iron horse."

Lin Hong was confused, "I don't care!"

"Think about it, such a powerful general must be five big and three thick, very strong, fierce, and can scare away the enemy just by standing there. How can you be like this?"

Wan Guchuan raised his eyebrows, "What about me?"

Lin Hong: "Just...just..." It's so beautiful...how dare you say it...

"Anyway, I didn't expect it." Lin Hong said.

Wan Guchuan said: "Well, it doesn't matter what your identity is."

The important thing is that you don't even want to know.

Lin Hong sniffed and looked at Wan Guchuan, "I only know who you are now..."

And Wan Guchuan knew everything about him.

He continued: "Are you angry?"

"No."

Lin Hong: "..."

"How to make up for it?" Lin Hong sat up.

Wan Guchuan glanced at him, put a soft pillow behind him, put his hands on the bed frame behind him, stared at him with dark eyes, "Stay with me for a day?"

So close.

He has a tall nose, handsome eyebrows, deep eye sockets, dark eyebrows, and even eyelashes.

Lin Hong's head was even more dizzy.

Is it "compensation" or "accompanying"?

"Pay, pay." Lin Hong pushed him away, "Don't get so close, or I'll infect you."

Wan Guchuan smiled, "Okay."

The servant just brought in the food, and Wan Guchuan signaled him to put it on the table.

Lin Hong began to think, to lose one day...Wan Guchuan didn't mean to ask him to do a day's physical work or something...What kind of physical work would there be in the army?It seems to be quite exhausting...to die...

Wan Guchuan handed him a bowl of noodles, "Eat it. Also, I have sent someone to inform your brother, and he asked you to rest here."

Lin Hong: "..." He didn't believe it was Lin Yue who called... The general sent a message, I'm afraid Wan Guchuan told him that your brother had been exiled, and Lin Yue could only nod...

"Is it better?" Wan Guchuan watched him sucking on the noodles.

"It's much better." Lin Hong blew on the oil beads on the noodle soup, took a sip of the soup, and continued to suck the noodles.

"Ah, it splashed on the quilt." Lin Hong wiped the noodle soup on the quilt with his hands.

Wan Guchuan supported the bowl in his hand, afraid that it would be hot when he poured it out, "Don't worry about it, you finish it first."

This time, Lin Hong honestly finished eating, sweated a lot, and didn't feel so dizzy anymore.

In the early morning of the next day, Lin Hong's fever subsided, and apart from a runny nose, he was alive and well again.

"Thank you for taking care of me." Lin Hong stretched.

"Really leaving?" Wan Guchuan looked at him.

Lin Hong could hear a bit of regret, and felt inexplicably flustered, "Hmm..."

Wan Guchuan was silent for a while, he didn't know what he was thinking, but he seemed hesitant to speak, and finally said only one sentence: "Okay."

He sent Lin Hong outside the door, "Remember the day you promised."

"Remember, remember." Lin Hong stepped out of the threshold.I wanted to find him as a coolie, why am I looking forward to it so much...

"I'll send you off..."

"General!"

Wan Guchuan had already stepped out of the threshold, but was stopped by soldiers again.

Lin Hong looked at the soldiers who had hurriedly chased him out, smiled, and waved to him, "I'll just go by myself."

"...Be careful on the road." Wan Guchuan watched Lin Hong leave, then turned to look at the soldier with a cold gaze, "What's the matter."

Soldier: "..." It's scary!

Lin Hong didn't go back to Lin Yue's house directly, he walked towards the newly completed Changying Escort Bureau.

Tu Hongxue was standing outside the door holding a knife.

Lin Hong looked at the bodyguard agency, and the decoration outside the door has been completed, which is quite impressive, but something is wrong...

Tu Hongxue turned to look at him, nodded, "Boss."

"What's the matter?" Lin Hong looked at the scene outside the door and thought...was it too grand, he didn't invest so much money...

Tu Hongxue pointed to the inside of the door, motioning him to look for himself.

Lin Yue just came out, still with gentle eyes, dressed in green clothes, when he saw Lin Hong, he smiled, he looked like a dog, and choked when he opened his mouth, "Yo, the white-eyed wolf is back?"

Lin Hong blinked and looked at him, very confused, and didn't speak.

Lin Yue pointed to the escort agency, "See if you like it."

Lin Hong understood, and his heart felt hot in an instant, "Brother!"

"Hey, get away, don't hug me." Lin Yue avoided his bear hug.

"Why..." The words were fierce that day, and suddenly came to help him decorate again.

Lin Hong was very moved and sniffed his nose.

This shows that his brother supports him!

Lin Yue straightened his sleeves, "I don't know, you have to continue to convince me with your actions."

"No problem! Trust me!" The voice was still nasal.

"Hey, don't talk too soon." Lin Yue knocked on his head and touched him, "The fever is gone, it seems the general is taking good care of him."

"Hmm..." Lin Hong felt itchy for no reason.

Lin Yue asked, "How did you know General Wan?"

"It's just... a coincidence."

Lin Yue patted him on the shoulder, "Be less self-willed, and less trouble for others."

Lin Hong didn't speak, but touched the back of his neck.

"I'm leaving first. The workers are all inside. You can order it yourself." Lin Yue shook the oil-paper umbrella on his hand, "Also, come home at night."

"Understood, thank you brother!" Lin Hong said again.

Lin Yue: "I'll pay you back later."

"..." Lin Hong: "Then you can withdraw all of them..."

Lin Yue: "..."

Lin Yue walked around the corner, took out a letter from his arms, and smiled.

Really.

He put the letter back in his arms and stepped into the crowd.

"My brother supports me!" Lin Hong patted Tu Hongxue to express his excitement.

Tu Hongxue hit the nail on the head, "What about Master Lin?"

Lin Hong began to feel guilty again, "Take your time..."

The decoration of Changying Escort is indeed much more grand than Lin Hong initially expected, and the materials are all of the best quality, magnificent and unobtrusive.

If he wanted to gain a firm foothold in the affluent Jiangnan and have some face, he had to admit that the decoration of the Escort accounted for a large proportion, let alone a rising star who first appeared in Jiangnan.

Merchants and merchants saw this card.

"How is the recruitment going?" Lin Hong asked Tu Hongxue.

Tu Hongxue said: "It's still in progress, and it's a bit tricky. Jiangnan is a place where heroes hang around, but it takes a lot of energy to find trustworthy ones."

Lin Hong also thought it was a problem, "I have an idea, and I need your help."

Tu Hongxue cupped his hands: "We must do our best."

Lin Hong stayed in Jiangnan for a few more days, guarding the Changying Escort and directing the decoration.

During this period, he went to Wan Guchuan twice to thank him, but he failed both times. The soldiers who answered the door told him that the general was very busy.

really busy.Lin Hong left resentfully.

Gradually, the decoration of the Changying Escort came to the final stage, and Lin Hong was busy arranging the deployment, and he had no time to find him.

From time to time, Lin Yue would come to sit at the busy Changying Escort, drink a cup of tea, and offer some useful suggestions.

Changying Escort was very ostentatious during the construction process. Workers drove horse-drawn carts, pulled expensive building materials to and from the market, and passed through the bustling neighborhoods. The effect was no different from beating gongs and drums.

In addition, Lin Yue's chamber of commerce in the south of the Yangtze River was already a famous figure, and he helped Lin Hong, which is now known all over the city.

Many people came to watch, and some merchants also came to ask Lin Hong, talked about the future cooperation, and attracted some customers before opening.

It's just that the matter of recruiting troops has not been completed, and the bodyguards currently recruiting are not very good.

The goods waiting to be detained have been sealed, and the merchants are eagerly looking forward to it, but Lin Hong dare not hand over the goods to his subordinates. Tu Hongxue has no skills at all, so it is impossible to take them with him.

Lin Hong was worried.

That night, Lin Hong sent away the workers who had brought the tables and chairs, and sat at the stone table in the courtyard, with the night breeze blowing, and picked out an oil lamp to read the books.

Tu Hongxue stood in the shadow behind him.

"How about the thing I asked you to do?" Lin Hong looked at the account book with his head propped up, a little sleepy.

"It's still in progress," Tu Hongxue replied.

"Waiting for your good news." Lin Hong closed the ledger and stood up, "It's about time we left."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a decisive sound of drawing a knife. Before he could see clearly, Tu Hongxue was already holding the knife in front of him to protect him.

The oil lamp was shaken and shaken by the strong wind he was carrying, and almost went out.

The moonlight is pale, and the evening wind blows the leaves, making soft noises.

At some point, a black figure crouched like a cat on the eaves of the high wall in front.Against the moonlight, there is a big knife on the back, and Keiko on the handle is flying in the wind.

Although the man was squatting, one could tell that he was slim and slender.

With a hood over his head, he couldn't see his face clearly, but Lin Hong felt a gaze like a knife shining coldly, piercing through the night and pointing at the tip of his nose.

"Who!" Tu Hongxue shouted.

The man didn't answer.

Lin Hong felt that knife-like gaze gouged him out from head to toe.

The autumn wind was bitingly cold.

The man suddenly laughed out loud, his voice hoarse, like stones rubbing against each other.

The hoarse voice paused word by word: "'Xueren Wuqing' Tu Hongxue, please stay safe."

"Snow Blade Ruthless" is exactly the name Tu Hongxue got after wandering around the rivers and lakes after cutting off his job as a police officer.

Tu Hongxue was startled, then smiled, "Long time no see, 'Ghost Tiger Hidden Knife' Cang Lang."

Hearing this, Lin Hong was also taken aback, this person turned out to be 'Ghost Tiger Hidden Knife'!One of the Twelve Swordsmen "Ghost Tiger Hidden Knife"!

There are many heroes in the rivers and lakes, and the 'Changxiao Pavilion', which is famous for its data collection, can count them one by one, ranking many lists, and 'Twelve Swordsmen' is one of them.

There are countless swordsmen in the world, but if you meet the twelve masters selected by Changxiao Pavilion, you may not even have the chance to draw their swords, and they are all ordinary.

"Twelve ghosts on the horizontal knife, and the frost blade is a sad wind knight. Travelers travel to and from the world, and laugh at the pot of wine for life."

It's about the twelve swordsmen, with a long knife and a pot of wine.

Among them, 'Snow Blade Ruthless' Tu Hongxue ranked eighth, while 'Ghost Tiger Hidden Knife' Cang Lang ranked fifth.

It is rumored that Cang Lang has burns on his face, so he always wears a vicious ghost tiger mask.Across the rivers and lakes, he rarely draws his sword, because few opponents are worthy of him.Therefore, it is called "Ghost Tiger Hidden Knife".

"Why are you here today?" Tu Hongxue's knife was still guarding Lin Hong.

Cang Lang was still squatting on the roof, motionless, "Old friend for many years, still guarding against me?"

"Everyone is their master, it's hard to say." Tu Hongxue said.

In private, the relationship between the two is indeed good, but now, I am afraid that Cang Lang will be ordered by someone to hurt Lin Hong.

Cang Lang laughed a few times, but still didn't understand Daoming's intention, he just asked, "Is there any wine?"

Tu Hongxue took off the flagon from his waist and threw it to him.

Cang Lang caught it with one hand, uncorked the bottle, sniffed it, and closed it again, "I don't drink chili wine." He threw it back to Tu Hongxue, and at the same time turned over from the high wall.

He stood tall in front of the two of them.

Lin Hong could see better with the help of the oil lamp.

Just like rumors, under the hood, a ferocious ghost tiger mask covered the upper half of his face, revealing a sharp chin, thin lips like carvings, the corners of the lips were unintentionally hooked slightly, inexplicably revealing a bit of ruffian Evil.

"Lin Hong, right?" Cang Lang called out his name directly.

"Yes." Lin Hong smiled, "I have admired your name for a long time."

Tu Hongxue was still wary of Cang Lang.

Cang Lang smiled, knelt on the ground towards Lin Hong, nodded, and said, "Thanks to the great favor of 'Night Breeze Drinking the Sword', I'm here to help you, and I'm at your service."

? ? ?Lin Hong: "...Who is 'Night Breeze Drinking Sword'?"

Cang Lang: "..."

Tu Hongxue said: "You are a good friend."

? ? ? ? ? ?Lin Hong: "Who is my girlfriend?"

Tu Hongxue: "..." Isn't it...?

"General Wan." Tu Hongxue sighed, putting the knife away.

Lin Hong:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

He is my girlfriend? ?No, he has a reputation in the world? ? ?What is this and what? ? ? ?

Cang Lang tilted his head when he heard that, "Yo, did I know something?"

Tu Hongxue glanced at him, Cang Lang smiled, "Will I harm my benefactor?"

Lin Hong is still petrifying.

The due ceremony was done, Cang Lang had already stood up by himself, walking around with folded arms.

"This bodyguard agency is good," Cang Lang said with satisfaction, "Is food and shelter in charge? Is the wine good?"

Before Lin Hong could answer him, a burly figure turned over from the wall and landed on the ground with a muffled sound. Lin Hong felt the ground under his feet move.

A tall and thick man stood there with a big hammer on his shoulders, and a rough voice said, "Who is Lin Hong?"

"'Iron Hammer Steel Dragon'!" Cang Lang called him with a smile, a little excited.

'Iron Hammer Steel Dragon' looked over, and the slit-like eyes flashed brightly, "Oh! 'Ghost Tiger'! Why are you here too!"

Iron Hammer Steel Dragon laughed and stepped forward and patted Cang Lang's arm heavily, almost knocking him to the ground, "Oh, sorry! I'm so excited!"

Cang Lang coughed, "I will be shot to death by you one day!"

"My god! Look who this is!" Iron Hammer Steel Dragon noticed Tu Hongxue, "'Xue Ren Wu Qing'!"

Tu Hongxue didn't expect Iron Hammer and Steel Dragon to come, so he was obviously happy, and threw the flagon in his hand over again, "Zhao Ganglong, long time no see!"

Unlike Cang Lang, Zhao Ganglong didn't care what kind of wine he had, and just took a sip.

The three of them talked about the old days.

Lin Hong sat down on the stone bench silently, still in a daze.

Fortunately, "Iron Hammer Steel Dragon" is also here.

The Iron Hammer Steel Dragon is called Zhao Ganglong. He dances with a hammer so fiercely that he lives in Nanshan.

The three chatted for a while, Zhao Ganglong seemed to wake up suddenly, "So, who is Lin Hong?"

"Here, where is the boss?" Cang Lang pointed to Lin Hong.

"Boss!" Zhao Ganglong's voice shook the sky, and he came over to pat him on the shoulder.

"..." Lin Hong looked at the 'bear's paw'.I might die with this slap...

Cang Lang grabbed Zhao Ganglong just in time, "Come on, don't shoot him to death, otherwise who will take care of food, house and wine?"

Lin Hong: "..."

"Oh." Zhao Ganglong put the hammer on the ground and said directly, "'Night Breeze' sent me to work for you. You really..."

"Control food, housing, and alcohol." Lin Qianda took up his words.

Zhao Ganglong laughed, pointed at Lin Hong and said to Cang Lang, "I like this one!"

Zhao Ganglong and Cang Lang were entertained with good wine and good food, and then they arranged for a place to live—the house of the Escort Bureau had not been built yet, and they lived in an inn.

Lin Hong sat in the room where Tu Hongxue lived and stared at him.

"'Night Breeze Drinking Sword'?" Lin Hong raised an eyebrow.

Tu Hongxue:?

"Tell me?" Lin Hong said.

Tu Hongxueyuan thought that he just didn't like people, but he didn't expect that he had never heard of this name before, but when he thought about it—"It's no wonder you haven't heard of it, this name was just a flash in the pan in the world, and it was killed halfway, and then suddenly disappeared , I’m afraid it will last less than a year.”

"What year?" Lin Hong asked.

"The year before last." Tu Hongxue replied.

It's no wonder that Lin Hong only took over the Xiaojianghu affairs of the Escort Bureau last year, and what he knew was also the news that was hung in the Changxiao Pavilion later.

Lin Hong motioned for him to continue.

Tu Hongxue poured him some tea, "The black sword in his hand is called 'Zui Gu', and his swordsmanship is superb. He has picked many famous knights in the past year, and he has never lost a match. It is no exaggeration. He was very famous at that time."

Lin Hong smiled, "It should be so powerful."

"But he is very strange. He only initiates war posts at night, and sometimes he is directly blocked on the road, coming with the night wind, covering his face, only seeing his sword, but not knowing his person." Tu Hongxue said, "If you invite him to drink, he won't drink. , Daoist joked that he could just drink the sword, and this is where 'Night Breeze Drinks the Sword' comes from."

Lin Hong thought, Wan Guchuan really doesn't drink much.

"The world only knows his name but not his name. For a period of one year, he withdrew his sword and retired to the world."

Tu Hongxue felt a little regretful, "Changxiao Pavilion's news network is all over the martial arts in the Central Plains, and no one else can be found. 'Night Wind Drinking Sword' seems to have disappeared, and the world still calls him "Night Ghost"."

"I had the honor to fight against him and was defeated by his sword," Tu Hongxue said calmly, "I don't know him, but I know his Zuigu sword."

Tu Hongxue continued: "When I met General Wan at the edge of Yinghu Lake that day, I knew who 'Night Breeze Drinking the Sword' was. No wonder."

"Night Breeze Drinking Sword" was a mystery, so when Tu Hongxue revealed his identity, Duan Lang asked if he knew something.

Lin Hong thought, and smiled, "Since you recognized the 'Zuigu' sword in his hand, I think it's not that Changxiao Pavilion didn't find out, but the news has been suppressed."

There really is such a section of Wanguchuan.

Tu Hongxue took a sip of wine, "'Ghost Tiger Hidden Knife' and 'Iron Hammer Steel Dragon' are both heroes, they came at the right time, and it would be best to have their help."

Lin Hong rubbed his hair, "That's right, I'm in debt to Daxia Wan again."

Wan Guchuan is really powerful, just because he mentioned that "recruiting troops is difficult" that night, he helped him find people.

Lin Hong stared at the teacup on the table, his thoughts flying wildly.

The author has something to say:

Wan Guchuan: What physical work do you want to do with me for a day?

Lin Hong: /////./////