Chapter 104 Everyone has their own agenda
Almost at the same time that Madam He reached an alliance with Liang Yan and Ji Lai, in a remote alleyway in the southwest corner of Mingyi City, a man in black robe wearing a bamboo hat appeared on his head. Walking alone.
It was already late at night, and the ordinary people in the city had already fallen asleep, so it was naturally dark here. But the man in black robe felt no discomfort at all when he was in it, as if he regarded the dark night as day.
He turned around in the alleyway, then turned and entered a dead end, stopping in front of a black door.
The man seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally raised his hand, ready to pull the knocker on the door.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
I saw five silver rays of light piercing the sky in the dark night, shooting towards him rapidly.
The man in black robe obviously did not expect what was happening in front of him. He kicked off his feet in a hurry and flew back. However, those silver rays of light were so unforgiving that they actually changed their direction and quickly chased the man in black robes.
In just a blink of an eye, the man in black robe was caught up, and five rays of light instantly wrapped around the man in black robe. He took a closer look at this time and found that there were actually five silver-white threads, emitting a faint cold light.
At the same time, a voice came from the gate and said coldly: "Strangle!"
The five silk threads seemed to have received the order, and they immediately collapsed straight and cut towards the man in black robes in the middle, as if they wanted to cut him into several pieces before they would stop.
The silk threads became tighter and tighter. Seeing that the man in black robe was about to die on the spot, a stream of cyan air emerged from the body of the man in black robe, barely blocking all the silk threads.
No matter how tight the silk thread is at this time, it can no longer move an inch.
“Huh?”
The people inside the door seemed quite surprised, but before he could say anything, another flute sound came from another place in the courtyard.
The sound of the flute is as lingering as water, and has an indescribable tenderness. In a daze, the man in black robe actually saw twelve beauties appearing in mid-air, walking towards him.
Each of these beauties are of national beauty and beauty. Their skirts are graceful, their lotus steps move lightly, and they have indescribable charm, which makes people unable to help but be intoxicated.
However, the man in black robes only had a slight dazzle before he woke up. He heard a long whistle from his mouth, and a stream of green energy came out and blew towards the charming beauty in mid-air.
Phew!
Like a strong wind blowing across the desert, the beauties in the sky were blown away by the green air, their faces dispersed, their delicate bodies no longer, leaving only twelve white skeletons.
And these twelve white bones only persisted for a moment before they were scattered in the sky like gravel.
The starry sky is bright and silent again.
“You are so angry!” someone inside the door exclaimed.
“Hmph!”
The man in black robe snorted coldly, his body was full of green energy, and the silver-white threads wrapped around his sides made a popping sound, and they broke one after another, and then he screamed With a flick of his sleeve, he fell back into the open space in front of the door.
"Dragnet, pink skull! Is this how you treat guests?" the man in black robe asked coldly.
"Hey, you don't know the rules. Anyone who comes here is never a guest, only an enemy. If you want to discuss business, there are stalls in the city to receive you. This place is only responsible for killing people."
"Stop talking nonsense, I want to find Zhao Wuming! The stall in the city said that he is not here, so I have to come and see for myself to see if he is really not here, or if he is hiding and can't come out!"
This statement is one When he came out, the room immediately became quiet.
After a while, I suddenly heard someone in the backyard sigh softly: "That's all, let him in!"
As these words rang out, the seemingly black and bulky door slowly opened on its own, revealing the two people behind it.
One of them was wearing black clothes and black hair, with several silver-white silk threads wrapped around his left hand. The other person was a masked woman with a flute on her waist, standing pretty aside.
The man in black robe glanced at them and didn't pay much attention. He just walked straight into the door and walked towards the backyard.
When I arrived in the backyard, I saw a middle-aged man in gray sitting cross-legged on a rockery. This man had a square face and carried a long sheathed knife on his back. There was a scar from the base of his ear extending to the corner of his mouth. It looks quite scary.
“Friend Daoist Yun, long time no see!” The man opened his eyes and said with a faint smile. The man in black robe took off his bamboo hat and black clothes, revealing a soap robe Taoist uniform. It was none other than Yun Xuzi!
"Zhao Wuming, you are truly the most cowardly killer I have ever seen, bar none!" Yun Xuzi said with anger on his face.
"Hey, big things are about to happen now. The situation in Mingyi City is uncertain and undercurrents are surging. Naturally, I have to be more careful to avoid capsizing in the gutter!"
" So you just hide here and stay behind closed doors?" Yun Xuzi still refused to give up.
Zhao Wuming raised his head and gave a haha, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I think I hid my whereabouts pretty well, but I don't know how Daoist Fellow Yun was sure that Zhao must be here?"
"Hmph! The whole village of Lujiazhuang was massacred, and the dead were all cut in half. Isn't that Brother Zhao's method?"
"I see!"
Zhao Wuming suddenly said: "No wonder, It seems that I need to change my old habits for many years.”
He paused and then said: "Fellow Taoist Yun, speaking of which, we are also traveling with Simingshan Palace this time, but we don't know what the purpose of visiting late at night is?"
Yun Xuzi was silent for a while after hearing this. Finally he said: "I want you to help me kill someone."
"It's easy to say!"
Zhao Wuming nodded and said: "The Shadow Tower I founded is a killer organization. What it does is take people's money and eliminate disasters for them. I don't know what Taoist friend Yun wants to kill. Who? ”
“Sick Scholar”< br>
“It’s him!”
Zhao Wuming said with a surprised look on his face. He looked Yun Xuzi up and down again, and then said with a sarcastic smile: “People say those who are not poisonous are not husbands. I think fellow Taoist Yun is really a man!”
"You are too lenient." Yun Xuzi said lightly.
"Haha, don't worry! We in the Shadow Tower only take money to do things, and never ask about the employer's reasons. But this sick scholar is also at the peak of foundation building, and I am not completely sure that I can kill him."< br>
Yun Xuzi said: "Don't worry, I will also take action in the mountain palace. At that time, you only need to listen to my orders and help me accomplish my task."
"Haha! This is very good, but our Shadow Tower You should understand the rules, right?" Zhao Wuming reminded.
"Huh, that's natural. Pay one-third of the deposit before doing anything, and pay the rest after everything is done." Yun Xuzi said, taking out a black storage bag and handing it to Zhao Wuming. .
Zhao Wuming stretched out his hand to take it, swept his consciousness inside, and said with a smile: "Okay, I didn't expect that fellow Taoist Yun knows the market situation of our Shadow Tower very clearly! Don't worry, this sick scholar is now on the verge of death. I’m here, hahaha!”
Yun Xuzi nodded expressionlessly, put on his black robe again, and without saying a word, turned around and left the courtyard.
He walked out of the dark alley, looked at the lights in the land of fireworks in the distance, and murmured in a low voice:
"Scholar, don't blame me for being cruel. If you want to blame me, blame you. There are too many things to know.”
Almost at the same time, by a small stream on the outskirts of Mingyi City.
A monk in yellow robes with a fat head and big ears and a blessed face was leaning on a moss-covered boulder, sipping from a pot of wine.
On the wooden bridge not far from him, there stood a sick scholar, coughing from time to time.
"I have made the plan very clear. I hope that by then we can work together and the treasures in this mountain palace will be within easy reach!" It was the sick scholar who spoke.
After hearing this, the monk smiled with a smile on his face. There was so much fat on his face that he could hardly even see his eyes.
“Don’t worry, fellow Taoist, I am the most trustworthy monk!”
(End of this chapter)