Death Sutra

Both of them thought that they had seen each other's conspiracy and believed that they had thought about one more step and would not be seen through.

When Shangguan returned to Yushe, Gu Shenwei was still thinking about whether the whole plan was flawed. The Dutch woman had been standing by the observers and felt that it was necessary to remind some of the most basic problems.

"I don't know the nine masters. I just don't understand. He knows that you have set a trap. Why do you want to accompany you? Why do you have to come to Nancheng? He has always been very cautious."

Gu Shenwei shook his head. There were many things that he regarded as normal. He could not understand it in the eyes of outsiders. So he thought for a while before answering the question of the woman. "The nine masters are a sinister, cowardly but very small person. He said that he was not afraid of his mother and his sister. In fact, he was afraid of death. He did not dare to take the initiative to attack the ten sons. He has been waiting for this opportunity to let the ten sons first make a move, so that his own counterattack is reasonable. Hey, he already thought about it. How to explain the death of my sister to my mother, 'I want to kill my sister first, I have no way.' He wants to dress himself as a victim."

Gu Shenwei vividly imitated the voice of the nine young masters. Half of it was a smug look and he was usually judged by two people. The lotus girl couldn’t help but sneer, but the south screen was puzzled and even reached out. Hilt.

"Nine young masters have always felt that they are victims, and they feel that their sister is sorry for him." Gu Shen continued to talk about it, so that he can straighten out his own ideas. "Like the death of Yugongzi, he likes the unexpected solution. In this game, he hopes to kill the ten sons, the toon and all of me, so..."

Gu Shenwei said that he felt that he had seen the idea of ​​Shangguanfei.

In the following day, Yushe continued to recruit swordsmen, and the money slowly showed a lasting and powerful force. The voice of the chaos became weaker and weaker. The efforts of the wild horse to prevent the increase of the company seemed to have failed.

Gu Shen sat in the pub for a while in the morning, then went to the Yushe and dispatched a task with Shangguan.

The company has a total of seven killers, 50 swordsmen, and more than 20 male and female servants. Compared with the scorpion, the scorpion is weak and poor. The wild horses and other four people in the killer have no appearances, only the slaves, the lotuses, the flowers, the knives. Most of the hands were old and weak, and they were puzzled by the rumors of the two communities.

The whole plan is like this: the meeting outside Taolin is the "trap" of the scorpion, the three servants put on the cloak, pretend to be the ten sons, the killer Yang Huan and the lotus girl, and the other three knives are dressed as the tyrants and the men. The ambush in Taolin is the "trap" of the nine lords. Ten knives led the servants to "sell the net." These two places are actually no danger, purely acting.

The real "trap" is located in the house bought by the company near the checkpoint. The ten sons will personally lead the team to compete with his brother.

The knives only accept the task and don't know the overall details, but they all understand that what is about to start is a decisive battle.

In the afternoon, the wild horse that had not been seen for a long time came back, bringing a hundred strong and strong swordsmen. This made the spirit of the people of Yushe a vibrate. The most feared people in their hearts also felt that their confidence increased greatly and they did not plan to escape.

Everyone, like the killer, was covered in black and had a red band on his head.

At the third night of the night, the people of Yushe set off and dialed to the designated location to stand by.

Wu is the quietest and quietest moment in Nancheng. The night is thick, and the guests are exhausted. They just find a place to sleep, hiding in the dark streets and corners. People, in harmony with the night, wait quietly for the command of action.

There was no husband in Nancheng, but that night it sounded differently.

Near the checkpoint, close to the river bank, there is a hidden house surrounded by a rundown brothel and a small casino.

The buzzing sounded, there were many figures on the roof of the brothel and the casino. There were roughly 50 people. Each person held a knife in his hand. The footsteps were soft and there was almost no sound. People sleeping in the house occasionally heard the sound of the roof. It will be thought that the mouse is in trouble.

The swordsmen jumped into the house every ten people, leaving some people to watch the wind outside.

There was a slight noise in the courtyard, as if someone was cutting the fabric with scissors.

Soon, the knife knives in the yard jumped out, and many people were carrying their heads in their hands.

"No."

"No"

......

These two words quickly spread throughout the entire team. The black people were inquiring each other and seemed overwhelmed. When they prepared to leave the road, they found that the road had been blocked. There were a lot of ambushes on the streets and roofs. The dress is almost the same as the black man, except that the red belt is not tied to the head, but tied to the arm.

The ambush has been hiding in brothels and casinos, waiting for the enemy to enter the trap. They are more numerous, with more than 200 people and four times the opponent.

The ambush is all armed with a bow, and with only one order, the fifty black knives will be killed and wounded, and the survivors will never escape the second round.

"Wait." The black knives in the ambush had an opening, and pulled off the mask. Some people recognized that it was the killer of the Yushe, Yang Huan. "The Jinpeng Fortress is here, don't mess."

A tall figure appeared on the roof, condescending, low voice, "put down the knife and surrender, as long as there is a person holding a knife in hand, we immediately put the arrow."

"You really are a liar."

"Hey, look at each other, if you believe me early, you should go to Taolin, what are you doing here?" Guan Houlin was full of enthusiasm. He did not forget that this is the master's credit. "Nine major masters, counts, and counts. Slave, you can't compare it. Don't let go of the knife!"

There are no things on the street that can cover the arrow rain. Surrender has become the only choice. The waiters have already put down their own knives. The knives who are holding their heads are especially nervous, put their heads down and kick them out. Far away.

"Do you want to be a boss? Ten sons? Come out and see me."

"Speak carefully, you don't deserve to talk to the ten sons."

Guan Houlin laughed twice. He did not order the knifeman under his command to put away the bow and arrow. Instead, he erected his ears and listened. I don’t know where the screams came from, and soon disappeared. In the silent night, it seemed clear and far away. .

"Hey, you know that the nine young masters don't necessarily hide here, so it's a shame to attack in several places. It's a pity that there isn't one place in the place you choose. Nine majors are hidden in places you can't think of. Admit defeat. Prepare ——"

Guan Houlin dragged his voice, and the following knife stalked into a ball.

"Do you dare to move ten sons?"

"There is nothing to dare, the ten sons want to kill nine less masters, and the nine lessers naturally want to fight back."

"I advise you to wait a little longer."

Guan Houlin’s glimpse, the killer Yang Huan did not show his fear in his imagination, and he still hadn’t seen the ten sons, “Let the ten sons come out!”

In the team of swordsmen, one person came out, and his body was slender. He pulled off the mask and was a young female knife.

"Not her." Guan Houlin was a little angry. He was the master of the situation. Yang Huan dared to play tricks in front of him.

The female knifeman turned and pulled another person from the team. The man was shorter, and the hood was still not the Shangguan, but a maid who was scared to tremble.

Guan Houlin sent people to monitor this sneak attack team. It was obvious that two women were mixed in and found that one of them must be a ten-member. I didn’t expect to be deceived and could not help but be angry. "The boy who slips, there is no ten son, you die. Faster, put -"

The word "Arrow" has not been exported yet. A sharp whistle suddenly came from a distance, and the sky was cut through the entire city.

The place where the whistle came was like Wangcheng Lane, and Guan Houlin’s face was white, which was not his expected signal.

"I said let you wait a little longer."

"you you……"

"I know where the nine young masters are, he is in the hands of the ten sons, so you better not to put arrows. If we die, the ten sons will kill you."

Guan Houlin shook his body. "You don't know, you are lying to me."

"The nine young people are hiding in the Taolin. I didn't say anything wrong."

As soon as he heard the whistle, Gu Shenwei knew that he could not guess wrong.

Shangguanfei wants to play a game that he does not care about. Since both sides think that Taolin is an insignificant drama, he simply turns himself into a real thing, and hides himself in Taolin. He can also promote his bravery afterwards.

Shangguan’s assignment in the Yushe was deliberately concealed, so that the spies thought that the ten sons had been fooled, and they were prepared to bring the main force to kill the nine masters near the checkpoint. In fact, they changed the team when they started. The real Shangguan and the lotus girl still went to peach. forest.

Guan Houlin did not stand firm, his feet slipped, almost fell, and a tile fell on the ground, making a crisp sound.

"Put down the bow and arrow." Gu Shenwei slowed down the speed of speech. Although the nine young masters should have been arrested, he and dozens of swordsmen are still at risk. "You should think about your future."

The archer has been fainted by the words of the two, and they all look at the military division and wait for his orders.

Guan Houlin is not good at dealing with this complicated unexpected situation. He needs the guidance of nine masters, and the nine young masters have been arrested and killed by others.

"I, I don't want to die."

When the military teacher said it, the archers felt that they had no light on their faces. They waited for the order and released the bowstrings. Some people who felt that things were not good, sneaked away.

Gu Shen slowly bent down and picked up his own knife. Other swordsmen followed suit and re-armed.

"Come with me to see the nine young masters."

"You will kill me."

"No, the ten sons promised, she won't kill you, because you still have use."

"I still use it?"

"Well, you can prove that the nine young masters are not dead."

This is only relevant to the thick Lin can understand, he looked around, just under his gaze, the archers are still retreating in large numbers, the loyalty of the employers has never been deep, and the general trend is gone, no one wants to die.

"I am going with you, but I don't want to see nine young masters."

The last remaining self-esteem made him reluctant to face the old master.

Gu Shen nodded and waited for Guan Houlin to jump down and lead the swordsmen to the Taolin of your garden.

At the moment of the Taolin edge, there is a group of people standing in a circle, in the middle, a knife holder on the neck of the nine young masters, next to him, with a coffin.

"Apologize to Yugong." The man with the knife ordered.

(Seeking for advice)