No, gentlemen also guard against

Chapter 142
"The female fairy thinks... how to deal with it like this?"

Bamboo forest, inside the waiting pavilion.

Liu Liu clasped his fists in both hands, and asked respectfully to the "Fairy Jade Goddess" who had been going back and forth outside the pavilion and was dressed in an official uniform.

Watching this life-like illusion from a close distance, Liu Liu and Liu Qi couldn't help but turn their heads and look at each other.

Is this the legendary qi trainer, who has such a deadly technique of Li Daitao? The real person has already taken the lead in Beitian Jiyangyuan, but the illusionary dummy has replaced him, playing with the outsiders... …

Both of them had a look of fear in their eyes.

Outside the booth, Ouyang Rong didn't answer immediately.

His silence put a lot of pressure on Liu Qi and Liu Liu, and the two couldn't help but reflect on whether they had done something wrong.

The air inside and outside the pavilion was a little silent for a while.

Ouyang Rong silently took back the steps of turning around and about to run.

He stood where he was, and looked straight at the thin monkey man and the strong man in the pavilion who were respectful.

Then he looked at the poor hair lying on the ground lying unconscious.

He also took a look at the jade target white sandalwood skirt knife lying quietly in the tray on the table.

Ouyang Rong silently lowered his long-sleeved hands and stood by his side.

In addition to everything that is happening inside and outside the pavilion, contacting some news revealed by the words of these two strange men just now, wave after wave came down...

This amount of information is a bit large.

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips, and suddenly nodded to Liu Liu and Liu Qi in the pavilion.

The latter two saw this, before they had time to breathe a sigh of relief, they saw Ouyang Rong go straight forward, walked into the pavilion, and came to them.

Liu Liu and Liu Qi lowered their heads one after another, and stood sideways to make way.

Liu Liu smirked: "Does the fairy have any other orders?"

Ouyang Rong pointed to the direction of Beitian Jiyangyuan outside the bamboo forest, slowly opened his mouth, and tried softly:

"There... people... are dead?"

Liu Liu hurriedly nodded and said casually:
"Ouyang Lianghan has been in for half an hour and still hasn't come out. He's already dead, but he doesn't know how to die.

"Hey, I just hope that the young hero from Chang'an doesn't attack too hard, otherwise it will be troublesome to kill the corpse, and I can't pretend it's too much like committing suicide in fear of crime."

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows.

Resisted not to look back in the direction of Beitianji Nursing Home.

The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, but when he caught a glimpse of the reverence cast by the two people in front of him, he flattened the corners of his mouth, and even turned the corners of his mouth down.

Ouyang Rong changed his familiar and gentle tone to calm and indifferent, even harsh:
"Oh. But it's better to go in and make sure first."

Sure enough, Liu Liu and Liu Qi didn't have any doubts about Ouyang Rong's expression and frown, and the two became more cautious, cupped their hands and said:
"Yes, female fairy, it's you who are cautious, and the younger ones are negligent, so let's go in and take a look first."

"Humph."

Ouyang Rong snorted softly, nodded, and shook his head again.

Liu Liu and Liu Qi, who were always paying attention to Ouyang Rong's complexion, were at a loss for a moment. It was really embarrassing to have such a moody old woman boss.

Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and straightened his sleeves, and said softly:

"Take care of it now."

A weak scholar, he stood calmly in front of these two strong men, tilted his head slightly, and glanced at the fainted hair on the ground.

Liu Liu lightly elbowed him on the waist, Liu Qi suddenly understood, and hurriedly nodded and said:

"Fairy, I'll move it, I'll move it, I'll dig a hole in the woods first."

Liu Qi stepped forward, grabbed Xiufa's leg, and dragged her out of the pavilion, her little bald head went down the steps with a "clack clack".

Ouyang Rong held back the corners of his mouth from twitching, thought for a while, and raised his mouth coldly:
"How do you do it? What if you drag it on the ground and leave traces?"

"Oh." Liu Qi was stunned, and put her hair on her shoulders instead, walked out of the pavilion, and hid in the depths of the bamboo forest.

The burly man left for a while, leaving only the young county magistrate and the thin monkey man in the waiting pavilion.

Liu Liu didn't doubt it either, nodded and said:
"Female fairy, the little one will go to the Jiyangyuan first to see how Ouyang Lianghan died. Don't disturb the fairy. You should get back the skirt knife and go there earlier. Don't let Ouyang Lianghan's subordinates suspect gone."

"Ah."

Ouyang Rong responded nasally, noncommittal.

He lifted his foot forward and walked in front of Liu Liu calmly.

The distance between the two is less than two steps, and they are almost stuck together.

Liu Liu was taken aback, and his footsteps about to leave stopped. Facing Ouyang Rong who was approaching, he lowered his voice and asked in a low voice:

"Does the fairy have any other orders?"

Ouyang Rong put his hands behind his back and lowered his eyes.

With a calm face, he didn't know what was going on in his heart.

He seemed to be brewing for a while, and said carefully:

"The Liu family...well...how should I say it."

Liu Liu, who bowed his head and whispered with Ouyang Rong, showed some puzzled expression, and blurted out to ask:
"Didn't the Eldest Master make all the arrangements? The Fairy just needs to bring the person there. The Eldest Master and the Second Master are all waiting for you at the Di Gong Gate... What else does the Fairy not understand?"

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but look sideways at Liu Liu.

He immediately frowned and nodded: "Is it up to you to say this? What I want to ask is... Forget it."

Liu Liu's complexion changed slightly, his tone was a little flustered, and he hurriedly said:

"I'm sorry Fairy, I'm a vulgar person, I said something wrong, Fairy, don't be as knowledgeable as a lowly slave like me, Fairy, if you have anything else to ask, just ask."

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows coldly, glanced at him, and didn't speak again.

Liu Liu's expression became even more flustered, and his body trembled tremblingly. He was well connected among the Liu family's domestic servants and domestic children, and his connections were quite deep.

Regarding the deeds of the priestess of the Dragon King Temple in front of him in the Gu Yue Sword Shop, Liu Liu had heard a little about it, and his heart became more and more frightened.

Ouyang Rong silently watched the thin monkey man's reaction.

He took a step back suddenly, opened his arms, turned half a circle on the spot, and asked with a sneer, "Does this look look like it?"

Liu Liu hurriedly nodded, exposed the unfavorable topic before, applauded and flattered:

"Like, like, very similar, the female fairy's Taoism and fairy art are unpredictable, and she has become exactly the same as the real person of the Lengtouqing county magistrate."

Ouyang Rong smiled faintly, glanced at the sky outside the pavilion, and from the corner of his eye glanced at the bamboo forest where Liu Qi left temporarily.

He turned his head freely, facing the stone table with trays in the pavilion, and raised his chin lightly.

He gestured.

Liu Liu immediately took a step forward and cleverly came to the stone table.

The tray on the table was covered with a layer of red cloth bordered with gold thread.

The skinny monkey man holds up the white sandalwood sheath of the jade white sandalwood skirt knife through the red cloth embroidered with gold thread, with the palms facing up.

He returned to Ouyang Rong, bent down, and presented it carefully.

"Fairy, please!"

Ouyang Rong, who seemed to be about to leave with the skirt knife, smiled, and looked at Liu Liu with satisfaction.

Liu Liuyan, holding a knife in both hands, looked at the six directions, and when he saw this, he was relieved.

Ouyang Rong stepped forward and approached Liu Liu.

He raised his chin slightly, relaxed and raised his right hand to receive the knife.

But immediately, to the surprise of Liu Liu, who was bending over to hand the knife, Ouyang Rong's raised right hand did not grab the scabbard of the knife to catch the knife, but grasped the jade handle of the skirt knife with five fingers together, and drew the knife horizontally .

Liu Liu didn't have time to think about it, the two hands holding the knife subconsciously grasped the scabbard through the red cloth, and assisted the young man with a calm face in front of him to pull out the knife.

So, under the silent sunlight slanting into the pavilion, the jade target skirt knife exclusive to a certain prostitute of the five surnames, the process of pulling out the dazzling white blade from the white sandalwood scabbard one word at a time.

From slow to fast, from slow to haste, from silent to screeching when the blade rubs against the scabbard.

Ever since, with the sound of "Zheng".

Next, a strange scene was staged in the pavilion, silently staged like a black and white silent film:
The thin and tall man held the knife in both hands, handed it forward respectfully, held the scabbard tightly, and helped the young man draw the knife one word at a time.

With the other hand of the young man, the tall and thin man was pulled into his arms, and the two of them pressed close together, the snow-white blade sank into the man's chest without any hindrance.

The abnormally sharp knife pierced into the flesh, making almost no sound.

Like a silver knife and fork inserted into a freshly baked hot butter cake.

In the air, there was only the sound of the beating heart of the tall and thin man whose rhythm was disrupted.

This was the only sound that Ouyang Rong, who was close to Liu Liu, could hear.

Ouyang Rong could still see from the corner of his eyes that every time the man's heart beat wildly, his body twitched, and hot blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth that still had a smile on his surprised face.

"Little Junior Sister's skirt knife is quite good."

This is the only thought that popped up in Ouyang Rong's mind at the moment when he killed for the second time.

Liu Liu leaned forward, and Ouyang Rong supported his shoulders with one palm.

between the two close.

There was a hand that was holding the hilt of the jade target knife, the back of the hand was pale and bloodless, and even showed blue veins and blood vessels.

He was trembling tightly holding the handle of the knife tightly.

Ouyang Rong looked calm, changed from supporting to pushing, and pushed Liu Liuchao forward.

The latter still maintained the posture of holding the knife in both hands, but his body was limp on the ground like mud.

This slave of the Liu family couldn't use all his martial arts.

Ouyang Rong squatted down with the knife in his hand, and the point of the knife in front of his knee was slanted downwards, and blood was dripping in a line.

He lowered his head and took out the red cloth with gold thread edge from the hand of the twitching tall and thin man, and wiped the blade silently.

Liu Liu muttered a few words "hohoho", and there seemed to be something unbelievable in his eyes that were gradually losing their luster.

Ouyang Rong didn't listen closely.

He buried his head and carefully wiped the trembling snow-white blade.

Ouyang Rong had seen it in a niche post that popularized cold knowledge in his previous life.

To attack a person's heart, the handle of the knife needs to be held horizontally, with the blade parallel to the ribs.

In this way, it is easier to penetrate into the gap between the ribs, and it can penetrate into the heart effortlessly from the subxiphoid process.

Very good, this piece of cold knowledge is finally warmed up.

It's quite practical, even a semi-novice like him can easily stab the heart.

Ouyang Rong suddenly felt that it was worth the time wasted in fishing and swiping his phone while studying in class.

The advantage of the red cloth is that the blood stains will not be too obvious after wiping.

It's just that on the floor of the pavilion, blood streams are spreading like a map.

A piece of red cloth trimmed with gold thread, which was still damp and hot, was thrown on the ground on the cooling face of the tall and thin man staring at the dead fish eyes.

Ouyang Rong didn't pick up the white sandalwood scabbard on the ground, stood up in the pavilion, and looked around.

There was no one around, only the sound of bamboo leaves salsa.

A young man turned around with a knife in his hand, and walked silently into the depths of the bamboo forest.

There is no escape.

In the bamboo forest not far away.

A burly man was skillfully using a shovel to dig the pit again and again.

Beside the pit, there was a certain little novice novice with a very bright forehead, with two swollen bumps on the back of his head, and he seemed to be in some kind of coma with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, as if hearing some movement, the man in the pit looked up blankly.

"Why are you here, female fairy, where is Sixth Brother?"

"Go to collect Ouyang Lianghan's body."

Ouyang Rong, who came silently from outside the bamboo forest, replied calmly.

With his hands behind his back, he walked to the pit, glanced at the pit suitable for lying flat, and nodded slightly:

"The digging is almost deep, let's go, find your sixth brother, and help him."

"Yes, fairy."

Liu Qi nodded blankly, threw the shovel up, turned over and climbed up.

Ouyang Rong glanced at Liu Qi who was agile and easily overturned the pit.

His hand holding the white jade handle tightened a bit.

A skirt knife stood up behind Ouyang Rong, clinging to the cervical vertebrae on his back, a little lower than his neck.

Liu Qi tidied up the things beside the pit, patted the ashes on his hands, turned his head and nodded to Ouyang Rong with his hands behind his back and said:

"It's done, let's go, fairy."

The burly man didn't go forward immediately, but motioned for Ouyang Rong to go first and take the lead.

Ouyang Rong seemed to be in a daze, staring down at the pit next to him.

"Fairy?"

The honest-looking Liu Qi still didn't leave first, and repeated with a curious expression.

Ouyang Rong seemed to have regained his senses, looked at him, nodded, and was about to turn around.

Suddenly, Ouyang Rong's face changed drastically, and he stared at somewhere behind Liu Qi:

"careful!"

Liu Qi hurriedly turned around to look back, revealing her back.

Ouyang Rong's eyes turned from astonishment to calmness.

Flip your wrist behind you.

A white knife light suddenly appeared, and it slashed obliquely at the back of Liu Qi's head.

But who would have thought that this burly man seemed to be on guard for a long time.

His upper body leaned back flexibly, and the light of the saber swept across three inches above his eyebrows.

The first knife is empty.

The expected head landing did not happen, and Ouyang Rong did not panic.

With the help of the inertia of the first cut, he turned around, took a step forward, and made the second cut.

"Such a strong smell of blood, what did you do to Sixth Brother..."

Liu Qi, who was wary of avoiding the first knife, had a look of shock and anger on his face. Before he could finish speaking, the second knife had already hit his face.

The burly man was already a little unsteady after being chased by people, so he took a step back in a hurry, but... behind him was the pit he dug.

He stepped on the ground and lost his balance in the air.

But the knife light has arrived.

Accompanied by a scream of "ah".

Half of the palm flew to the sky, and immediately fell to the soil, the fingers were still twisting.

Liu Qi swung his right hand in front of him in order to balance his body, half of his palm was cut off.

However, the strong man's reaction was extremely fast, his left hand actually grabbed Ouyang Rong's right wrist that was wielding the knife, and took advantage of the momentum to pull him into his "arms".

Even in the past, the thin and frail Ouyang Rong could not compare to the strength of a strong man, let alone the strength that erupted at the moment of the man's life and death.

If it wasn't for the latter's empty-handed confrontation with the white blade, he was caught off guard by a sneak attack again.

Ouyang Rong probably won't last three rounds in his hands.

But in reality there are not so many ifs.

Ouyang Rong, who was holding a knife, and Liu Qi, who had lost his palm, fell into the pit together.

Immediately, there was a roar of pain from the pit: "You are not a fairy, you are really..."

A certain person didn't speak, in the dark pit, only the light of Xueyin's knife flashed, and in response, the man's words stopped while his gums clenched.

In narrow, low-lying pits.

There is a life-and-death struggle staged in silence.

Only one can climb out alive.

At this moment, Ouyang Rong's mind was completely empty.

Any movement made by the whole body to control the opponent to death is dominated by some animal instinct that emerges in an instant.

But for some reason, a sentence that my junior sister said with a smile to him when he was riding a carriage came to mind very strongly:

The brave wins when we meet on a narrow road.

(End of this chapter)