Chapter 86 This killer is a bit cold

Dripping with blood beads.

The clear moonlight streaming in through the window lattice reflects the slender and tall figure of the woman, paired with the long knife dripping blood, like a charming Rakshasa walking out of the darkness.

The woman stared at the man sitting on the chair with surprise and uncertainty.

Master?

Although she was seriously injured, she had learned the Kongtong Sect's secret technique of hiding breath "Returning to the Innate Fetal Breathing Method" since she was a child. In addition, her acupuncture points were different from ordinary people's. Not to mention being a Daxuan master, she was at the top of the Tianhuang Realm. It is difficult for experts to detect her existence.

But the guy in front of him, who clearly didn’t look like a martial artist, noticed her easily.

Jiang Shouzhong looked stunned.

If it weren’t for the smell of blood that filled the air as the woman appeared, he would have thought he was really dreaming.

Who is this girl?

Jiang Shouzhong even wanted to curse.

Why does it feel like there are people everywhere who want his life?

The shock on both sides lasted only a moment. Jiang Shouzhong's eyes blurred, and a strong smell of blood hit his face.

Without any hesitation, the blade cut towards the man's neck.

The woman’s eyes were cold.

Originally a head should have fallen off, but the blade only penetrated the skin of Jiang Shouzhong's neck a little, and stopped abruptly, leaving only a faint trace of blood.

In the darkness, the two people seemed to be frozen into a pair of silhouettes.

Jiang Shouzhong did not dare to move.

Because there is a sharp knife across his neck.

The woman didn’t move either.

Because her abdomen was pressed against an exquisitely made firecracker.

Of course, Jiang Shouzhong did not take this firecracker out of his crotch. He always carried it on his waist.

As a small dark lamp with six doors, without Zhang Yunwu's majestic three-blade ax, nor Lu Renjia's ability to escape, only this fire gun modified by Shenji Pavilion can defend himself.

It was Li Nanshuang’s entry gift to him.

The woman was a little surprised that the other party could give her a chance of survival in the midst of lightning, but she said sarcastically: "You want to kill me because of this thing?"

At close range, through the moonlight, the woman's appearance is vaguely visible.

Pointed chin, melon-seed face, willow eyebrows and apricot eyes...

The exposed slender gooseneck that is white and moist seems to glow in the dark and cold moon.

Standard beauty.

Impressive cold beauty.

Jiang Shouzhong was stunned for a moment when he saw the woman's face clearly, but a smile appeared on his lips, "Of course it can't kill you, and it may not hurt you, but this thing is loud. I believe the people who are chasing you outside are not deaf." 
A woman is full of blood.

The blood seeping out of the clothes on his chest was especially shocking.

Obviously someone is chasing him.

He hid in this house by accident, and was tricked out by a man by accident.

Jiang Shouzhong remembered Feng Yichen's words before.

At that time, the guy noticed a strange aura and followed him to find that someone was being chased.

Could it be this woman?

Seeing the woman's silence, Jiang Shouzhong's heart almost dropped, and he asked softly: "Am I called Xia He? Or Winter Snow? Or Autumn or Spring?"
 That day in He Daya's yard, I was deeply impressed by the quadruplet female guards beside the lady at Silver Moon Tower.

And the female guard in front of me is one of them.

The graceful and cool lady at that time only called her two names, one was "Dong Xue" and the other was "Xia He". As for the remaining two, you don't need to guess to know that they contain the words "spring" and "autumn".

Apparently the woman holding the knife also recognized the man in front of her as the six-door dark light who went to He Daya's house to investigate the case that day. His name seemed to be Jiang Mo?

The woman frowned, did not answer the man's question, and turned to look at the door.

It was as if she could see through the door panels and patrol the outside.

In the absolute silence, their breathing was almost imperceptible, but Jiang Shouzhong could faintly hear the subtle sound of wind outside, like a kite passing by.

Jiang Shouzhong, who has seen masters, knows clearly that Qinggong is the master.

The knife in the woman's hand came closer.

The atmosphere in the room solidified.

A drop of blood overflowed from the wound on Jiang Shouzhong's neck, sliding slowly along Sen Han's blade to the tip of the knife, almost ready to fall.

Jiang Shouzhong put a little more force on his finger on the trigger.

Both of them are like tight strings.

After a long time, the frozen atmosphere relaxed a little. It was obvious that the woman's breathing was relieved, and the knife pressed against the man's neck became less murderous.

“Gone.”

The woman looked sarcastic.

She meant that the person pursuing her was gone, and Jiang Shouzhong could no longer threaten her.

Jiang Shouzhong had no expression on his face, "You probably haven't gone far yet. Why don't we take a gamble and guess whether the sound this thing makes can bring back the person who is chasing you?"

Waiting for the woman to respond, Jiang Shouzhong continued:

"Your arms are shaking a little. Are you injured too badly and can't hold on anymore and are about to faint? It seems like I'm more important. Take the initiative, unless you are willing to trade one life for another."

"Are you not afraid of death?"

"Afraid, but you are more afraid than me."

The woman narrowed her eyes and sneered: "You are very smart, but it is a pity that smart people die quickly."

Jiang Shouzhong said: " Stupid people die faster.”

The woman was silent.

The battle between heaven and man is going on inside.

This woman who usually kills decisively and responds forcefully to any enemy, now faced an ordinary person with no martial arts skills, felt inexplicably aggrieved.

Suddenly, her body shook.

The woman's originally bloodless cheeks became even whiter, and her slender body was like a sapling about to be blown over, struggling to stand with all her strength.

Jiang Shouzhong opened his mouth.

The woman frowned, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Shouzhong said seriously: "Feed me poison. At least I won't dare to do anything to you after you pass out."

The woman looked strange, "Aren't you afraid of being poisoned and dying on the spot?"

Looking at the woman whose knife-holding arm was obviously shaking and still gritting her teeth to persist, Jiang Shouzhong shook his head,

"First, you need my care. Second, if you don't give me the antidote after you wake up, you will I will be in big trouble. As a smart person like me, I will definitely leave clues. Once I die, you, Yinyue Tower, will definitely be in trouble.

Of course, you may say a little secret. The lamp is dead, and Yin Yue Lou is not afraid of causing trouble

But I can tell you very seriously that my identity is not just a dark light, you can take a gamble. "

The woman's face was gloomy and uncertain.

Realizing that it was really difficult to hold on, she closed her eyes and took a breath, opened her eyes and stared at the man and said lightly:
 "I don't have poison. My second sister will look for the mark I left later. Then you only need to convey her word to me, 'That girl is indeed in the Xichu Pavilion.' ’ After everything is done, there will be a big thank you. "

"Okay. ”

Jiang Shouzhong nodded in agreement.

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman fell softly.

Jiang Shouzhong put his arms around the woman's thin and soft waist, and grabbed the knife that slipped from the woman's hand with his other hand to prevent it from making a sound when it fell to the ground.

The woman leaned her head on his shoulder, and the elegant fragrance like sandalwood and musk drifted into the man's nose.

Jiang Shouzhong carefully placed the bloody knife on the table, helped the woman lie down gently on the bed, then turned around and went to the wooden cabinet to look for fine cloth and medicine for bandaging.

It just so happened that when Ran Qingchen came last time, he left behind a bottle of healing elixir.

When Jiang Shouzhong turned around to look for medicine, the unconscious woman opened her eyes.

The cold eyes with murderous intent looked at the man. After hesitating for a few seconds, the woman finally put away the hidden weapon between her fingers and closed her eyes... This time, she really passed out.

And Jiang Shouzhong also breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised his blunderbuss, pointed it at the unconscious woman on the bed, and asked with a smile: "Guess, are there any bullets in my gun?"

Snap!

The man pulled the trigger.

The cabin is silent. "Hey, no."

——

When the woman opened her eyes, the sky outside the window was still dark.

There is an oil lamp imitating the porcelain lamp from Shu burning on the wooden table.

This cheap imitation oil lamp is quite fuel-efficient. Injecting water into the lip orifice of the lamp can have a cooling effect, thereby reducing the volatilization of oil, and is very popular among scholars.

Jiang Shouzhong was leaning over the table, looking through the light kung fu secret book he had looted from the flower-picking thief.

Seeing the woman wake up, Jiang Shouzhong said calmly:

"It will be daybreak in an hour. I heard two movements outside last night after you fell into coma, and then there was no sound. The person who was chasing you must have completely left."

The woman lowered her head. He looked at his body and frowned slightly.

Jiang Shouzhong did not take off his clothes to bandage her, but simply and roughly tied a fine cloth through her dress. The bright red blood had already seeped out of the cloth.

"Men and women are not intimate."

Jiang Shouzhong shook the book in his hand and dropped an explanation.

The woman endured the pain and sat up, facing the dark window with her pale and cold face, staring blankly.

The sword she carried was placed next to her hand, and the blood on the blade had been wiped off.

"Oh, by the way."

Jiang Shouzhong turned his head and said, "Your second sister is not here."

The corners of the woman's pretty lips curled up slightly, "I know. ”

Jiang Shouzhong laughed dumbly, "That's why your second sister won't come at all. You deliberately lied to me because you were afraid that I would kill you or do something to you."

The woman was noncommittal.

"Actually, I guessed it a long time ago." Jiang Shouzhong blinked.

"It doesn't matter."

After confirming that the other party did not do anything to her, the woman's face was not as cold as before. She picked up the white porcelain bottle beside the pillow, opened the cork, smelled it and said in surprise , "Danxia Peak has both dragon and lion elixirs?"

Jiang Shouzhong smiled and said: "I told you before, I am not an ordinary dark lamp."

"Are you saying this to save your life?"

The woman's jade fingers were so white that they were slightly transparent. Caressing the golden thread wrapped around the handle of the knife, "But I will still kill people and silence them."

Jiang Shouzhong said seriously: "What a coincidence, I secretly fed you poison."
 The woman sneered, "Oh, do you think I believe it?"

"I don't believe you will kill me either." Jiang Shouzhong said seriously.

The woman was silent, tapping the handle of the knife lightly with her curved fingers, as if she was in a trance and didn't know what she was thinking.

Jiang Shouzhong lowered his head and continued to read the book.

Time gradually passed and turned to early morning.

A wisp of light blue dawn flowed silently into the window like spring water, and the sifted morning light shone into the house, drawing two silent figures facing each other.

Jiang Shouzhong put away his book, turned to look at the woman sitting quietly on the bed and frowned, "Aren't you leaving yet?"

The woman looked much better than before.

Facing the man's question, he remained silent.

Opening the window to let out the bloody smell in the room, Jiang Shouzhong stretched, and then curiously asked the woman: "What level of master are you? Second grade? First grade?"

The woman ignored him.

Jiang Shouzhong said to himself: "I heard that the boss of Yinyue Tower is a woman, she should be the lady. As her guard, your cultivation must be good, and you should be first-class. As the person who is chasing you, It must be the first grade, but there are just too many people..."

"I advise you not to guess what you shouldn't, and don't think about what you shouldn't think. Smart people die quickly just because they are nosy! " 
There was a hint of warning in the woman's calm tone.

Jiang Shouzhong shrugged, "Curiosity killed the cat, I understand. I actually just want to ask, do you think I have a chance to become a master?"

The woman narrowed her beautiful almond eyes, After looking at him for a long time, he let out a chuckle.

The answer is self-evident.

"You have mediocre bones and missed the best time to practice martial arts. Even if you are working hard to practice martial arts now, it would be a waste of time to practice as a fourth-grade or fifth-grade martial artist for ten or eight years. "

Perhaps because she felt that what she said was a bit hurtful, the woman said calmly, "If you want to be successful, you don't have to practice martial arts. Even if you don't have the ability to gain fame and shine, with your appearance, you can still go to a brothel. Find a good job.”

Sister, if you don’t know how to comfort people, don’t comfort them.

Jiang Shou complained in the center.

Suddenly, the woman spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood.

The face that had just improved became a bit paler again, and some blood stains oozed from the bandage.

“Damn it!”

The woman patted her saber angrily.

Jiang Shouzhong could probably guess that the other party was silently healing his wounds just now, but he seemed to have encountered some resistance.

"Do you know where the acupoints on the human body are distributed?"

The woman raised her head and asked.

Jiang Shouzhong nodded.

The woman hesitated for a moment, then pulled off the blood-stained cloth that Jiang Shouzhong had bandaged, and unbuttoned her own skirt and underwear.

Soon, the woman's upper body was reduced to a bellyband that covered her breasts, revealing her slender and straight shoulders and neck, as well as her exquisite collarbones, with clear and deep valleys.

Jiang Shouzhong wanted to turn around, but stopped himself.

He understood that the other party wanted his help.

The woman pulled down her bellyband and wrapped it with the cloth that had been bandaged previously to prevent the beauty from leaking out and exposing the bleeding wound.

The dark brown blood contrasts with the woman's flawless, jade-like skin, which is shocking.

The skin around the wound turned purple, and there were thin black lines spreading from the wound under the skin, like a spider web.

Jiang Shouzhong frowned and asked: "Are you poisoned?"

The woman sat cross-legged, with her hands on her legs, looking directly at the other person with cold and beautiful eyes, and said lightly: "When I am doing my exercises, I will tell you something. Which acupuncture point, just follow the instructions."

After a pause, the woman said: "You are not a martial artist, and you have no real energy to circulate, so you have to be careful when tapping the acupoints, and it is best to close your fingers. Click.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Jiang Shouzhong nodded and sat across from the woman.

Seeing that the man's eyes were clear and free of any evil thoughts, the woman closed her eyes and began to exhale and circulate the energy in her body.

"Jiuwei! Guan Yuan!"

The woman's red lips opened slightly and she mentioned two acupuncture points.

Jiang Shouzhong held his breath and concentrated, with his fingers together like an awl, he accurately tapped seven inches above the woman's navel and three inches below her navel.

The woman swayed, and a trace of black blood spilled from the corner of her lips.

At the same time, the black threads surrounding the wound began to slowly shrink, and the skin trembled slightly. Blood continued to flow from the wound, dripping on the light yellow bellyband and cloth.

"Shang Qu!"

Shang Qu, also known as Gao Qu, is two inches above the middle of the navel and half an inch beside the front midline, corresponding to the sound of gold.

The black filaments around the wound faded again.

“Taiyi!”

"Five pivots!"

Jiang Shouzhong clicked in turn.

As for the next acupuncture point, the seemingly free and cool woman hesitated a little and seemed to have difficulty speaking.

Jiang Shouzhong seemed to be connected, and clicked without the woman asking.

The towering mountain peaks seemed to have experienced an earthquake, instantly collapsing and sinking.

The woman opened her eyes and stared at the man.

A touch of radiant beauty revealed a face as cold as jade.

Jiang Shouzhong looked magnanimous, confused and said: "What? Isn't it right?"

The woman gritted her teeth and closed her eyes again.

(End of this chapter)