Second-generation ancestor

"Crotch...clang...clang..."

The watchman closed the gong, yawned, and shrank his neck.It was so easy to stay until the third watch, trot a few steps, and wanted to seize the time to find a shelter from the wind for a nap.

Turning around the street, I saw a figure flashing by, rubbed my eyes, but continued walking my own way as if I didn't see it, muttering "I can't see, I can't see anything".

The world is not peaceful, the last thing to have is curiosity.

First west and then south, turn around Shuanggui Lane, enter the hospital from the side door, knock on the door three times, the voice is slow, fast, and slow again. After a while, an old woman slowly opened the door, and Lin Xin stepped in.

In the middle of the night, the wind was silent, and the surrounding was silent, leaving only the footsteps of the two people, one slow and one fast, one light and one sinking.Searching for a long corridor, passing through the inner courtyard, and reaching the third door, the old woman stopped, pointed to the inner hall, and Lin Xin entered the inner hall.

The curtain was slowly opened, and one person faced the inside and stood with his back facing each other.

"You are on time." This man's voice was steady, not as frivolous as when we met at night, but seemed to be five years older.

"Three pats on the shoulder, it's the third watch. You helped me kill Yin Rushi, how dare I be negligent?" Lin Xin said.

Song Dongyang turned around, turned the folding fan lightly between his fingers, and did not answer.

Lin Xin took out a booklet from her arms and offered it with both hands: "I brought the things as a reward."

Song Dongyang chuckled: "You think what I want is your Huayintang's palm technique?"

"No?" Lin Xin hesitated, "The most precious thing about me is this..."

"It's so precious that you don't hesitate to lose two lives just to get it."

"You know?" Lin Xin asked.

"You stole the palm technique and blamed Zhang Wen, causing a gap between their master and apprentice. Now not only this secret book, but also Huayin hall is yours."

"Since you know everything, why do you help me?" Lin Xin asked.

"My Secret Language Pavilion never engages in loss-making business. What I want is Yinrushi's token of contact with people in the Demonic Dao." Song Dongyang said.

Lin Xin was speechless: "Are you from Secret Language Pavilion? Secret Language Pavilion, the number one assassination organization in the world?"

In this world, some people spend money to buy their lives, while others earn money to sell their lives.The Secret Language Pavilion accepts business regardless of time, human or devil, or good and evil.

"So, after leaving this door, you should know what you can say and what you can't say." Song Dongyang said.

"You want a token?" Lin Xin seemed in disbelief, looked at Song Dongyang, and confirmed again.

"It is both a token and a key."

"Haha!" Lin Xin laughed suddenly, "Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, the magic way, which everyone despises, is so popular? Yin Ru is willing to destroy his cultivation and practice magic skills. Even the Secret Language Pavilion is also coveting. Entering the magic way , become a demon!"

Song Dongyang reached out, grabbed Lin Xin's neck, and lifted it slightly.

"Eh..." Lin Xin let out a painful groan, and murmured intermittently: "As long as... as long as you are willing to kill me, I will give you the key."

Song Dongyang let go, the folding fan flew up, and Lin Xin was knocked to the ground, but there was no external injury.

Song Dongyang was condescending, and said every word: "You are not worthy of making terms with me? I helped you on a whim, and keeping you...is the retribution you deserve!"

"Hmph..." Lin Xin sneered, "Retribution, death is not retribution, but life is." After muttering to himself, he took off the piccolo around his neck and threw it to Song Dongyang.

Standing up slowly, he asked, "Can I go?"

Song Dongyang turned around, turned his back to Lin Xin, and replied coldly: "Please go ahead."

After listening, Lin Xin walked out of the room step by step, as if losing her soul.

"Pavilion Master, do you really let him go?" Jinse came out from the inner room and asked Song Dongyang.

"Do you think he is still alive? Losing two people who loved him deeply, he will feel worse than death for the rest of his life. This feeling...is too familiar." Song Dongyang sighed and asked again, "Zhang Wen Baigu has been buried in the ground."

Jinse replied: "Don't worry, although some things have been abolished, they have been settled, and all parents and relatives have been settled."

"The troubled times have just begun. Pass me the password. From now on, except for the Bai family, all members of the 'Secret Language Pavilion' from the three sects and five sects will withdraw and merge into the marketplace."

"Yes!" Although Jinse accepted the order, she hesitated, "Master, all?"

The corner of Song Dongyang's mouth curved slightly: "When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman wins."

Lin Xin was absent-minded all the way, and when she got out of the courtyard, she glanced at the sky and felt that it was a long night.

The sound of the flute is melodious, close your eyes and listen quietly. When you are young, you are taught by your seniors, practicing martial arts together, drinking together, and the joys of youth are accompanied by your seniors. It hurts to hit myself.Even... even that person doesn't seem so annoying anymore.

The sound of the flute was high-pitched, and there seemed to be a voice next to my ear, "You don't know how to understand", who is saying this?Lin Xin was suddenly taken aback.

Knowing how to live and walking in peace, follow one's heart's desire and keep away from one another.In this world, if I want to live, I will live, and if I don't want to, I will not live.As long as you want, you will get it.

When the sound of the flute stopped, Lin Xin drew his sword and put it on his neck.

When the blood spewed out, it didn't hurt as much as he had imagined. Before he lost consciousness, he saw a white-clothed hero flying out of the sudden light.

Bai Hao hugged Lin Xin, and knelt on the ground with one leg: "Why are you doing this?" After saying that, he raised his eyes to look at the gate of the courtyard and asked, "Who is in there? Is this the person who harmed you?"

Bai Hao went back and forth, but he was still worried about Lin Xin. Seeing him coming out in the third watch, he followed him. He entered the inner courtyard without making a sound, and waited on the roof the whole time. He asked himself, what are you waiting for?Maybe it's a peace of mind, but it's still brooding over the palm of Dayin Rushi.

Lin Xin waved her hand: "It's me...it's me... wanting this palm technique, it hurts... it hurts the master and brother." She reached out to turn over the underwear, but couldn't do it because of weakness.

Bai Hao took out the brochure from his arms, but Lin Xin pushed it to him: "Young Xia Bai... I... I lied to you, and now... I'm finally free..." After finishing speaking, he lost his last bit of strength , closed his eyes.

The courtyard door opened, and the man in black came out at night.

Bai Hao gently put down Lin Xin, glanced at everyone, and clenched his fists.Lin Xin's blood stained his plain clothes, and the fishy smell lingered in the air.Taking advantage of the first gleam of light on the horizon, Bai Hao drew his sword and slashed at the enemy without showing mercy.He felt a little tight in his chest, but he didn't know what to hate?Hate impermanence, hate sudden death.At this moment, turn everything into murderous intent, get rid of it and hurry up!

The Secret Words Pavilion is full of monsters begging for life on the edge of the knife. They have no mercy, no warmth, no good or evil, and no morality, only for money.Therefore, a move is a killer move, a move is fatal, no matter how many or few he is, being able to kill is the most important thing.

Bai Hao resisted with all his strength, and in a daze, a sword came towards him. He dodged most of it, but still rubbed the flesh on his chest. Lin Xin's blood had just solidified, but was covered by fresh blood, sticking together, which was very uncomfortable. .A person suddenly came out from the courtyard, wearing black clothes and black scarves, his eyebrows and eyes could not be seen clearly.

Everyone retracted their swords and said in unison: "Pavilion Master!"

The sky will be bright and dark, like night and day.The two stared at each other for a long time, and the eyes of the man in black were really bright.

The man in black used his feet to move forward, and Bai Hao held the sword, took two steps back, and with another effort, he had already rushed in front of the man.The left arm of the man in black swept across, and Bai Hao dodged in a panic, and then met the man's right arm, but happened to bump into the wound on his chest.

The man in black hesitated for a while, but didn't withdraw his arms. Bai Hao's head was "buzzing" from the severe pain in front of him. A stray bullet, fireworks scattered, and disappeared in an instant.Seeing the fireworks, Bai Hao passed out in relief, but when he fell to the ground, he fell into the arms of the man in black.

Song Dongyang put Bai Hao on the ground lightly, looked around Tiantian, there was still a little smell of gunpowder smoke in the air.He took off his scarf and shouted: "Your Excellency has come, so why be timid!"

Holding a flute, the man in red descended from the sky: "What did the pavilion master say? I'm just joining in the fun, and pretend I don't exist? Why call me?" His tone was contemptuous and arrogant.

"Doesn't exist? Then haven't you done too much?" Song Dongyang put his hands behind his back, not angry and arrogant.

The corners of Zhao Hongchen's mouth curved slightly, his huge eyes blinked twice, with an innocent face, he raised his flute and said, "I play this flute in a cold tone, what I hear is desire, after all, it's that kid who doesn't want to live, so fuck me thing?"

"Hmph..." Song Dongyang sneered, "The death of Lin Xin not only exposed the secret language pavilion, but also caused me to provoke the Bai family. You acted much faster than me."

Zhao Hongchen shrugged his shoulders: "You see, you are such an annoying person. Others only want to show one thing in the open, and another in the dark. Everyone just muddle along. You just like to show off your face. You don't think it's embarrassing."

Song Dongyang raised his eyebrows, nodded and said, "I really enjoyed it."

Zhao Hongchen curled his lips: "Shameless enough." He asked again, "Then what are you going to do now? You don't want to kill me, do you?"

Song Dongyang smiled: "Provoke the righteous way, and then provoke the evil way. What does this matter between good and evil have to do with me? I just want to kill the murderer of the Song family!" At the end of the sentence, there was a fierce light.

Zhao Hongchen blinked again, shook his head and said, "Then I really can't help you, but in order to make up for my guilt just now, I can give you a clue."

"What clue?" Song Dongyang asked.

"On the night the Song family was wiped out, the fireworks just appeared."

"That night? Are you at the Song family?" Song Dongyang asked.

"Is this here?" There were footsteps in the distance, and the Bai family had arrived nearby.

Zhao Hongchen smiled: "Believe it or not, it's up to you." After saying that, he got up and backed away.

Song Dongyang took a few steps forward, but was forced back by the hidden weapon flying towards him, and he held it in his mouth, only to realize that it was an autumn pear and crabapple.Looking back, the man had disappeared without a trace.

Turning around and taking another look at Bai Hao, Song Dongyang sighed, and stuffed the booklet on Lin Xin into Bai Hao's arms.Shouted: "Retreat!" All the men in black retreated, disappearing into the last bit of darkness of the night.

Things in the world follow the flowing water, suddenly a dream becomes a floating life.When the heart is satisfied, the name is enough, and it is also a blessing to have no desire and no pursuit... But, how can no desire and no pursuit be a blessing?How many heart-wrenching pasts have been peeled away, and they thought they could live in peace, live in this world, and practice a little, and what they can get through is the peace of mind after they have cultivated blood and tears.