Death Sutra

The riots came quickly, and the governor’s government only heard a few exclamations. The guards on the outside had already rushed over with the torches and re-lit the venue.

The residents who stayed on the street didn't even know what was going on inside. They were still talking about the Dragon King's love affairs. Some people vaguely heard the word "Mongolian", and they didn't take it seriously. In the snobbery of Saitama City, Mengshi It has become a long-standing story buried in dust-proof paper.

There seemed to be nothing in the courtyard. There were not many people in the audience. They all stood in the same place. The man who just made a scream was blushing and bowed back.

The dragon king stood on the east side, calm and self-sufficient, and his hands were not even close to the handle.

The whole thing is like a bad prank.

"Who? Who was just shouting and shouting? Who killed the lights?" Pang Jing asked angrily.

Some people are clamoring for revenge for Meng, everyone has heard it, but everyone feels that the cry comes from another direction, so they look at each other and no one snoring.

As for the dozens of giant candlesticks around the venue, it was originally moved by the hands and feet, and the wick was only a short cut. It was quite accurate, and it was extinguished at the same time. It was just a coincidence. It is.

Regardless of the purpose of the riot, it destroyed the atmosphere of the whole contest. The "master" inked as always, and he seemed to be more fragrant. Pang Jing hesitated for a while, probably thought it was not worth it. I was angry with such a small incident, haha ​​smiled: "The customs of Saitama City are really different from those of the Central Plains. The competition continues."

Dozens of soldiers from the Central Plains and the Dragon King stood in a circle with a torch, and it is unlikely that the lights would be extinguished at the same time.

Gu Shen was silent, and when the light was restored, his eyes were swept in the courtyard. The old man, the dog, the Shangguanfei and others were all in the same place, without any change. The warriors selected by Hu Shining also performed their duties. Only three of them walked into the venue together with the guards, all within the scope of the Dragon King.

Gu Shenwei still felt that something was wrong, slowly walked into the venue, looked at the opposite south screen, and suddenly stepped up. The audience also found the same at this time: the first south screen that should have entered with the Dragon King, stood still in place.

The dragon king's guards immediately ran over, put down the south screen, carried him a gust of wind and ran out of the governor's official residence, the surprised crowd automatically gave way, and then someone pointed at the ground and shouted: "Blood!"

The riots that have just subsided have to be rekindled. Gu Shenwei did not leave with the guards, stood in the same place, and quickly scanned the audience outside the steps. Then strode to one of them, and the right hand pulled the knife out of the sheath.

The possible riots were suppressed by the students, and Pang Jing did not speak. Even the ink that was sleeping was opened with one eye and looked at the dragon king who pulled the knife.

The target targeted by Gu Shen is a middle-aged man in his thirties. His body is slightly fat, white and clean, and his feet are sparse. Many people recognize him, "Jia Lian. Wrong?" The crowd whispered, but the audience standing next to Jialian still immediately let both sides.

Jialian was very calm, but his smile was a little stubborn. "Dragon King, what do you mean?"

Gu Shenwei asked: "Who brought him in?"

A sweaty fat man ran over. "I brought it, Dragon King, Jialian sells some groceries in Nancheng, there will be no martial arts, here is probably a misunderstanding..."

The fat man is a famous big cover in Nancheng. Do not stop shaking hands, panic to defend Jialian.

Gu Shen gave a look at the fat man, did not care about him, raised his left hand and said: "Is this something in your store?"

Many people didn't see the things that Longwang's fingers were licking. The fat man was close. The probe glanced and turned and said to everyone: "It's a needle, a normal fine needle, and there are several people at home."

"Maybe, almost every day someone buys this kind of thing." Jialian is still calm.

Gu Shen made three steps to the right, and the fat man hurriedly let go. He kept the distance of seven or eight steps with the Dragon King. He heard the rules and may cause the Dragon King to move the knife within five steps.

Yes, it is him, Gu Shen is a secret, he found this steel needle when he looked at the injury in the south screen. Judging from the injury position, the hidden weapon must come from the direction of Jialian, although there are four people suspected, but in him When the eyes were swept away, only this Jialian showed unusual calm.

This is a performance of a person who overshadows.

Gu Shenwei has already determined that this is an assassin, but in the presence of hundreds of people, he needs more direct evidence. "What is your relationship with the proud building?"

"Successful building? It doesn't matter, maybe someone came to me to buy something." Jialian said calmly, did not admit the meaning of any accusation.

The fat man standing on one side just said, "Hey, Jialian, have you ever done business in Wangcheng Lane? You should know the people who are proud of the building?"

The fat man only hopes to clear himself up, but he has no intention of lying to Jialian. The two of them are in a good relationship. Taking him into the city government is purely a business.

When Jialian was in a slogan, the crowd gathered around, and Pang Jing stood in the innermost circle and looked at the scene with great interest.

"That was how many years ago." Jia Lian thought for a while and said, "The disciples of Deyilou are dead, and they still know what they don't recognize..."

Halfway through the words, Jia Lian jumped out of the crowd and rushed to the wall in the northwest, where there were the few guards and no masters.

In the eyes of acquaintances, Jia Lian, who did not have martial arts, actually showed a good light work. Everyone was stunned, especially the fat man. Zhang Dazui looked at the figure and his face was more sweaty.

Gu Shenwei did not move, and another figure chased it up. Jialian jumped to the wall and stood still. The chaser was already standing beside him. When he hit it, Jialian fell back to the court and was surrounded by guards.

The Central Plains swordsman Luo Qikang stood on the wall and nodded to Pang Jing.

Pang Jing shouted in exaggerated voice: "Is there dead? Well, I dare to destroy the contest in front of me and the Dragon King..."

Jia Lian did not die, was escorted by the guards, bleeding at the corner of his mouth, looking at the eyes of the Dragon King is full of resentment, "Yes, I have to revenge for the proud building, you are the culprit, but unfortunately I am not your opponent, the first South screen is The biggest traitor, **** long ago, haha, he has a poison needle, can't live for a long time, kill one, I am worth it."

Jialian admitted in public that he was an assassin. Others admire the Dragon King's vision. Only the fat man who brought Jialian came in and was scared to death. "Jialian, I am a good friend of your mother, you are not good for me." Dragon King and Pang Jing kneel down, both sides gimmick, "I am damn, I blink, but I really don't know anything..."

Pang Jing grinned. "I can't control this. I kill and kill them in the hands of the Dragon King."

The fat man has long ignored his face, kneeling a few steps, pitifully pleading, "The Dragon King is forgiving..."

Gu Shenwei ignored him and went straight to Jialian. The guards let go and let them go.

Jia Lianbai’s face is a fierce, “Drum fairy is in the sky!”

Gu Shenwei slashed his knife, and Jialian raised his hands and threw dozens of steel needles and a little bit of cold stars, which shocked the onlookers. Before they responded, the Dragon King had already ended the battle.

The steel needles seemed to be blown by the wind, and they were weak in the middle of the road. They fell and the dragon's narrow knife swept past Jialian without leaving any wounds.

"Good knife method." Pang Jing loudly praised that most people did not see the number of the knife at all, but they all applauded with the guardian.

Gu Shen turned to the fat man and threw the steel needle left in his hand on the ground. "You are not allowed to step into the governor's office."

The fat man continued to thank Shantou, his position in Saitama City is likely to plummet, but finally saved his life.

"The contest ended." Gu Shenwei said, pointing to Pang Jing, the guards opened the way and went outside.

Until then, Jialian’s face was in the middle, from the hairline to the chin, and a very fine blood line appeared. Luo Qikang came over and gently pushed the body to the Pang Jing. The corner of the mouth was slightly raised to the upper right. .

In the third battle, the city’s competitors had a major accident, and the entire Yuyu City was boiling. Gu Shen’s return to the army of the army was just a few words about the life and death of the first south screen: Live first and die, die on the spot, half dead and half live, and so on.

Finally, the dragon turned over to send people to send accurate news: Chunan screen did not die, Sun Shen doctor is detoxification for him.

Chu Nanping devoted himself to the competition tonight, so that the audience behind the side was completely ignored. The guards did not slack off, but the focus was on those who would be martial arts. No one would have thought that Jialian would be a threat.

Just returned to the army, and there was news that the governor’s official house was purchased from Jialian’s shop. The ink was uneasy, and Molin immediately sent the servant responsible for the purchase to the dragon king. .

The servant couldn't say anything, pleaded with enthusiasm, claiming that he was deceived, took dozens of rebates from Jialian, bought a batch of goods, and nothing more.

The servant was taken in, and Gu Shenwei, Long Tuanyun and others felt that he was innocent.

In the early hours of the morning, the exhausted Sun Shen doctor came to the Longwang study and announced that he had saved the first south screen. "This Jialian will not use poison, and several of them will be mixed together. Instead, they will save the first life, but they will be poisoned. It’s more troublesome. Xiaochu’s life is saved, but I can’t guarantee that it’s intact. If he is stupid, he can’t blame me.”

No one complained about Sun Shen doctor, Gu Shen ordered everyone to rest, and they waited in the study.

It was just dawning, and Nancheng was still silent. The old man and the dog were back. The two men accepted the hint of the Dragon King, and monitored the fat man. When the target wanted to escape, he was caught and handed over to the Dragon King.

The fat man squatted on the floor, and the sweat on his face seemed to wash his face. "Dragon King, have you let me go?"

"One person launches a hidden weapon, and one person pops up a drug. Your cooperation with Jialian is really tacit." Gu Shen said coldly, Jialian’s martial arts can be regarded as a master, and it is necessary to conceal the South China Screen. Someone can cooperate.

The fat man shivered, "Dragon King, listen to me, Xiaoyuetang, this is the idea of ​​Xiaoyuetang."

(Seeking for a recommendation) (To be continued.)