Anecdote of sword three crossing the bureau

The wind at this time was really harsh. Tang Ziqi used to be from the south, but this time he came to the north, he felt that the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, and the desolation everywhere was a bit bleak.

Since Tang Ziqi didn't choose his identity, he didn't have a mansion or a family. In this panic world, he was actually a loner. It's okay to have no worries and cares, but it's hard to be without desires and needs.

However, the thin and cool day is enough, at night, wrapped in the thin mattress of the inn, it is even more difficult for a light sleeper to sleep soundly.

I don't know how long it has passed, and it should be Zishi in a trance, when someone knocks on the dilapidated door of the inn.

Tang Ziqi opened his eyes and looked at the creaking door indifferently, the light in his eyes seemed to have never fallen asleep.

This inn is really old, and Tang Ziqi only found it because of the secluded place and the cheap price. Now that he is sitting and eating, he must not be too extravagant, otherwise he will not be able to make ends meet.

The door rang for a while, as if he believed that the people inside must have woken up, Tang Ziqi didn't answer the door, but the people outside didn't move either.

So Tang Ziqi thought for a while, and slowly put the thousand machine box at his hand, and at the same time lowered his body to avoid being caught in the way of smoke, but the people outside didn't seem to have the intention of sending the blowpipe in.

A mile and a mile away, they all stood still and were extremely patient.

After all, the people outside the door lost their patience to continue waiting. Tang Ziqi moved when he heard the sound, tilted his head slightly, and a flying arrow flew in through the window, stably inserted into the place where Tang Ziqi's head was just now. Location.

If Tang Ziqi hadn't deviated from that subtle angle, his life would have been in danger at this moment.

His eyes darkened coldly, but he didn't chase him rashly. After all, it's a big taboo for military strategists when the enemy is in the dark, and Tang Ziqi thought to himself that he was not a good fighter on the battlefield. If he had to say it, he was just a Just a villain who likes to steal people's lives.

A killer pays attention to a surprise, if confronted head-on, it is not a killer, but a swordsman.

Being upright and invincible is not him Tang Ziqi.

So Tang Ziqi just kept his movements just now, lurking in the dark and motionless.

It was a dark night, as quiet as death, and he deliberately held his breath again, and now he could even hear a needle drop on the ground.

Until the slight sound of wind and the rubbing of clothes belts came from outside the window, Tang Ziqi still lay in the distance without moving.

After a long while, he got up slowly, without turning on the lamp, just squinting at the flying arrows on the wall through the moonlight. The flying arrows were covered with a thin piece of paper, which was made of something that had never been broken. Come.

Tang Ziqi looked at it for a while, then took a handkerchief from his sleeve, carefully took off the flying arrow, covered the outside of the handkerchief, and carefully unfolded the letter paper, slowly identifying the writing on it, and saw the paper as thin as cicada's wings There are sixteen characters written on the paper——

A moment of death and life, in front of the ancient pavilion.

Only by putting them to death can there be future generations.

It looked like it was an invitation.

Tang Ziqi corrected the letterhead upwards, and then his eyes flickered to the end. What is the red leaf in the bottom right corner?

Xiaofengtang... unexpectedly came to the door.

The premise is that this is not a fake.

The most taboo thing to walk in the rivers and lakes is credulousness, but in front of the ancient pavilion, it is necessary to check. Tang Ziqi thought about it and carefully touched the red leaf through the veil. The red leaf seemed not sticky. It was considered solid, and it fell down suddenly, and fell to the ground in a flutter, without a sound.

Tang Ziqi picked it up without thinking too much, and saw that there were five characters written on the back of it——

Hall Master: Zhu Mingkong

Putting down the red leaves aside, Tang Ziqi completely lost sleepiness this time, and simply sat cross-legged on the bed and began to think.There are so many doubts here-

First: I am not from this world, so naturally I cannot have the reputation of a killer.So how did Xiaofengtang find himself?

Second: If the white list is being targeted in Beicheng, then there are so many people watching the list, why is it Tang Ziqi who is dressed as a scholar?

Third: Who exactly followed me all the way to the inn, and who did so well that I didn't know it?

Thinking of this, Tang Ziqi couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine. After all, he was not a quack, he had been in the good world for a long time, and came to this world by cheating with Jian San's skills, and he knew nothing about the dangers of the quack.

If someone conspired to squeeze him out, he would die without knowing how.

Tang Ziqi is not afraid of death. To him, this is just a game and a dream. But since he came here, his fate is up to him. How can he say death so easily?

To be buried at the hands of the rats is tantamount to bowing his head and admitting defeat, but Tang Ziqi, who is proud of himself, really can't do this kind of thing.

So, it's time to find someone to rely on.

Since one's own ability is insufficient, it is better to find an organization to live temporarily. After all, the power of an organization in the world is far greater than that of everyone.

If there is such a person who is enough to support a whole world, then that person must be a legend.

He Tang Ziqi is not a legend, nor does he want to be such a person.

The world is so big, what he was looking for was nothing more than a shelter.

Then, Tang Ziqi slowly rubbed the letter paper in front of him, his indifferent eyes slowly narrowed——

Xiaofengtang?Seems good too.

Ever since he came to this world, the ring on his hand reacted suddenly. Others should not feel the slight vibration, but Tang Ziqi noticed it instantly.

He closed his eyes under the control of his thoughts, and a clear task introduction appeared in front of his eyes: "Congratulations to the knights for starting the first phase of the task: killing the villain Zhu Mingkong in front of the Guting gate: 0/1. Task details: There will be a The ceremony of washing hands with the golden basin by Zhu Mingkong, the leader of Tianmen Hall, is a time for chivalrous men to wait for the opportunity and think about it for themselves."

Tang Ziqi put away his thoughts, thinking that his mission was probably the strangest among all of them. The first mission he came to this world was to kill someone, and the one he wanted to kill was already at the level of the hall master. .

Slowly stretching his muscles and bones, Tang Ziqi leaned on the edge of the bed and closed his eyes for a nap. Before dawn, he needed enough energy.

Killing is a life-threatening skill, it can only be won but not defeated, if you lose, you don't need to criticize it, it will directly cost your life.

It's not sloppy at all.

At Chenshi in late autumn, the sky should have been bright, but it happened that the weather was not good on this day, and the weather was completely gloomy, and even the whole weather became oppressive.

In front of the ancient pavilion gate, it was unusually lively.

This ancient pavilion is located in the north of Beicheng. It was already a desolate temple outside the city gate. Because it is not well-known, its incense has been cut off for decades.

It's just that a few generations ago Tianqing, the Supreme Martial Arts Venerable, visited this place, personally inscribed a plaque in front of the temple saying "Ancient Pavilion", and praised the wonderfulness of this place, but the Venerable didn't say what it was.

However, people in the martial arts world still eat this kind of tricks. In a word, this place has become like a blessed land.At that time, because Rui Shu, the fourth generation head of Tianmentang, was one of the best in Beicheng area, and his character was praised by everyone, so this place was conveniently assigned to Tianmentang.

After these two or three generations, it was Zhu Mingkong's generation.

Zhu Mingkong is a rare face of a villain in the Jianghu. Relying on the remaining prestige of Tianmentang to openly harm the village, he actually brought a huge gang into today's neglected family. He is also a genius.

It's just that many people really came to this "wizard" to wash his hands in the golden basin today.

After all, this is due to a bad habit of the Jianghu people, which is called pushing the wall down.The few disciples of Tianmen Hall sent invitations with bitter faces, and the major sects proudly accepted them. This time, they sent people from the junior ranks of the sect to come and have a look. One is to watch the fun.

Of course, the people who watched the excitement really accounted for the majority.

To be honest, there are only a few people in the Jianghu who are willing to wash their hands in the golden basin. Some of them are willing to withdraw from the disputes to save their bodies because the crimes are too heavy;

Zhu Mingkong's troubles like this are probably the former ones. It kind of means that I don't pursue the past and ask everyone not to pursue my past sins.

It's just a matter in the world, how can it be so easy?Putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately depends on the willingness of those innocent souls you have killed.

Tang Ziqi was not in the crowd. At this time, he was sincerely grateful to Zhu Mingkong for choosing such a good place. After all, the thousand receivers of Tangmen were too eye-catching to hold in his hands. People please go out.

However, Guting is a very good place. This place is on the mountain, and it was extremely desolate before, so the trees are mostly towering trees with lush canopies. Covering it up completely, waiting with bated breath for the moment.

When Zhu Mingkong came out, he was dressed in commoner clothes, which was extremely plain, which was completely different from his usual absurd manner.Everyone in the world has long forgotten the impressive reputation of Tianmen Hall at that time, and the whispers have been going on for a long time.

Tang Ziqi just thought it was ridiculous. These people usually claim to be famous and upright, and if they don't bully the people, they just want to hang up a plaque to do justice for the heavens, but they really see the gangsters, but they can't punish them. They just do some ghost tricks.

It's common sense that everyone doesn't want to stand out.

What really bothered Tang Ziqi now was not this one thing. He continued to hold his breath and carefully took out the crossbow arrow, his brain was running fast thinking about the possibility of a fatal blow, and after much deliberation, there was only one strategy "chasing" There is no end to life and the nine fountains" can be obtained and used.

If he survived with one blow, Tang Ziqi could only risk another blow, and the possibility of being discovered would be greatly increased.

He doesn't want to take risks, at least for the first mission, he doesn't want to complicate simple things.

All that needs to be waited for is the moment when the enemy slacks off.

What Tang Ziqi lacked most was patience.

He continued to lie down on the branch and looked at Zhu Mingkong who was slowly tossing the golden pot upside down, and he saw another person as far as he could see——

It was the middle-aged man who he had tracked down that day!

The man was standing in the crowd, chatting in a low voice with an old man next to him. Because the distance itself was not too far, Tang Ziqi could almost see the calm smile on the man's face.

Turning his eyes back, Zhu Mingkong raised his hand as if he was about to put it into the basin for the ceremony, and it was at this moment——

Tang Ziqi's crossbow bolts were already full.

Startled Feather pierces Yang Lianbaizhong, Eagle Watches Wolf Gu Zhuangzhixiong!

The moment the life-chasing arrow was thrown out, there was a low, air-tearing howling sound. The middle-aged man seemed to have sensed it, and suddenly raised his head to meet the eyes of Tang Ziqi, who couldn't dodge in time!

There was nothing to chase after an arrow pierced through the air, but Tang Ziqi was startled and subconsciously turned his gaze away——

It's not a good feeling to be cracked this first mission, but once the soul-hunting arrow is released, there are eight horses, and I'm afraid they can't be pulled back.

The ring vibrated slightly, indicating that the task was completed.

Chu Liuxiang raised her eyes thoughtfully and looked over again. Just now, where Tang Ziqi was, there were only branches shaking slightly, but the man had already fled.

Zhu Mingkong had a small crossbow bolt stuck in his heart, and it would be hard for a god to heal it even if he was afraid of it.

Right and wrong, a reincarnation.

Everything you have done will have to be repaid after all. After all, the world is not a legend of a saint, let alone such a beautiful thing as putting down the butcher knife and becoming a Buddha immediately.

Chu Liuxiang was not an obsessive person at first, and this Zhu Mingkong was not his friend either. The Bandit Commander Chu Liuxiang had never had such a friend.Standing there watching for a while, he asked the old man next to him in a low voice, "Let's go?"

The old man was the one from the previous teahouse, he nodded and said, "That kid is interesting."

So Chu Liuxiang smiled again, the smile on the corners of his lips was as light as flowing clouds, he gently stroked the well-fitting mask and admitted generously: "It's very interesting, and it would be a blessing to get to know her. "

The old man laughed as he walked, as if he didn't realize that this place had become Zhu Mingkong's sacrificial place. After laughing enough, he tapped Chu Liuxiang's chest with the extra chopsticks he didn't know when: "I thought you should say, Too bad it's not a woman."

"It's not a woman, but it can be a wonderful person." Chu Liuxiang was used to joking, so she didn't care, just put her hands behind her back and smiled leisurely: "It's enough to get a wonderful person and understand others in this life."

The luckiest thing in the world is that there are people who understand all kinds of thoughts besides myself.

The sky is high, the clouds are light and the birds are startled, and doing happy things with caring people, breaking the mystery in this life, but it is already very satisfying.

It's just that this so-called wish sounds simple, but it is a good fortune that can only be cultivated in thousands of lives.

If life is really like this, what else can I ask for?