Death Sutra

Shangguan Fei repeatedly reminded the dragon to turn the cloud to be low-key. "The head is not so high, the waist is not so straight, the hand does not always want to hold the knife, especially the eyes, softer, softer, ah, barely."

Shangguanfei's Yirong technology did not have to say, no matter how good the installation is, the temperament of the dragon-clouding Daxueshan swordsman is still too obvious, it is a kind of pride standing like a chicken, like Wang Weiwei private visit.

"The Dragon King is not like this." Shangguan Fei whispered, he installed a frowning old man, it is very similar, remembering that he is in an enemy territory, life is always at risk, the expression on his face naturally has.

But when he walked into a business and talked to the shopkeeper about business, he was calm and self-sufficient. A businessman in a room couldn’t find out that this would be the son of the one-step king.

"You have finally come back, the business has stopped for so long, everyone is about to drink the northwest wind."

When Shangguanfei entered the firm, he shouted loudly and deliberately attracted everyone's attention.

The trade name is the concentration of Meng's acquisition and resale of goods. There are many people coming and going. When I heard this, I followed the nod. Some people thought that this was the old customer of Mengshi. So I nodded and said hello. Shangguanfei also responded enthusiastically. The wanderer returned home.

The shopkeeper stunned. He managed this business for more than ten years. He didn’t have much impression on these two guests, and he didn’t understand what it meant to be “come back.” “Hey, we’ve been there all the time, you have a paragraph. Time hasn't come yet?"

Seeing that these two guests are plain clothes, they have not followed a large number of goods behind them. The treasurer did not put them in their hearts. There are often some scammers, and there are fake jewels in their arms. They come here to bluff and think that they can get gold and silver from Meng’s hands. .

Shangguanfei thought that after the arrival of the Dragon King, Meng's business was closed. I didn't expect people to be in business all the time, but he reacted quickly. "Oh, you have a fart. When the Dragon King comes, the big customers are scared away. The Mengjialai people can attract me to such a large number of customers."

The shopkeeper became more and more convinced that this was an old liar, so he spread out a hand and said coldly: "Get it out, is it antique, or jewelry? Even if the world is unparalleled, the leg is discounted. I still have a cane now."

The treasurer hopes that the liar can know the difficulty and retreat, but the courage of the old liar is obviously very big. Not only has he not retired, but he snorted with contempt, and he took out a small wooden box from his arms and placed it on the table. It buys you a leg, is it worth it?"

There were two thugs behind the shopkeeper, and they heard that they would come up. The shopkeeper waved and stopped. At this time, there were many people. There was no need to provoke the right and wrong. The liar also had to be treated differently. It was not good. It would be no problem to send a few dollars.

When he opened the lid, he was shocked at once, how many silver? I am afraid that tens of thousands of people will also send away this distinguished guest. "This... this is..."

"Yes, this is just a sample."

The strange expression of the shopkeeper has attracted the attention of some people. He was alert and immediately closed the lid. Hesitated for a while and reluctantly returned it to the original owner. He whispered, "Please talk inside."

Soon, the news spread, saying that a guest wants to sell the valuable treasures to Mengshi. The final price may be outrageous. What is the specific treasure, but no one can say clearly, the two standing behind the shopkeeper The name of the thug, swearing to different people over and over again, they only saw a flash of light, did not see the scene inside the wooden box.

The dragon did not see the clouds, he did not know that Shangguanfei was carrying valuables with him, but he could roughly guess the truth. When the Dragon King led the army back from the country of Xiangji, he brought back many rare treasures. This is definitely one of them.

The finest fragrant tea, exquisite cakes, and comfortable seats. In the face of these, Shangguanfei held up and slowly tasted it, and did not mention business for a long time.

The shopkeeper rounded the circle to explore the details of the two. The Shangguan Feiyue was cold. The more polite he was, the more he finally understood the mind of the guests. His position was too low. He was not qualified to talk about such a large business. He could only help with errands. .

"Please wait a moment, I will go to the owner of the home." The treasurer retreated and left the room. The "hometown" in his mouth was Mengshi. Only the slaves employed from a young age were qualified to say this title.

The remaining two people, Long Tuanyun could not help but ask: "He went to ask Meng Mingshu?"

"Who knows that the Meng family has a lot of people, and it is not only Meng Eryi who comes to the sea."

"Our mission..."

"Hey, what are you anxious, there is food and drink here, we are waiting for peace of mind, I have been eating Meng Er, and his family has money and can afford it."

Meng Mingshu did not come, the treasurer returned alone, and his attitude was still polite. "You have to ask the guests to move and go to a more suitable place to talk about business."

Shangguan Fei slammed the treasure in his arms. "What? Do you want to lead us to a remote place to kill and rob people? Tell you, I am with dozens of brothers, waiting outside the city."

The treasurer was full of faces, "Mongolia does not do that kind of work, although the guest is assured."

Shangguanfei is of course reassured that his understanding of Mengshi is no less than that of the Meng family. The family’s belief in money is the same as that of Shangguan’s knives. You can use the money without a knife. If you use a knife, you can find a stone fort. This is the tradition of Meng's many years.

The shopkeeper leads the way, Shangguanfei and Long Chaoyun leave the business from the back door and take the carriage to the destination.

Not far from the car, the two recognized the place.

In the back garden of the King's Palace, a few months ago, they all followed the Dragon King.

There are a lot of guards scattered in the garden. At first glance, it is the knife that the Meng family raises. The person who can lead is a Jinpeng killer in standard black.

The killer was in his forties, and he was quite old at Jinpengbao. He glanced at the two guests and walked up. He reached out to the dragon and turned his hand. "Hand over the knife."

The dragon turned over the cloud and held the handle. He didn't want to walk into any room with bare hands.

"My bodyguard is always a little older, my hands are not falling, don't blow my beard and blink, let's pay, this is the site of others." Shangguanfei casually ordered.

The dragon turned over the cloud and reluctantly handed over the scimitar.

The killer took the scimitar and his eyes were still staring at the dragon and turning the clouds, as if they were going to shoot at any time.

Going into a small study, the treasurer went to the owner, and Shangguanfei spit out a long breath, "Scared me."

"How?" The dragon turned over the clouds and happily reached out and pulled the knife. The result was empty.

"The killer, the surname Wen, is Shibao... A knife master of Jinpengbao, he recognized me, but fortunately we are easy to accommodate. Meng Er is very faceless, even let Jinpengbao knife protect him, see Come to him is the inheritance of Lao Meng."

More than a year ago, the eldest son of the Meng family was assassinated. The biggest beneficiary was the second son, Meng Mingshu.

The owner has not arrived yet, Shangguanfei is always worried about the knife master outside, hiding behind the window, secretly looking out, "Hey, I saw Meng Er, it really is where he lives, he is giving away, The wretched old man must have borrowed money. He looks like he is not too small. When he meets the rich master, this will also mean to bow down, so he said, Lao Meng is really confused, so rich, hard to practice what martial arts what."

Shangguanfei said to himself, and half of the dragons turned over and did not understand.

"Come here." Shangguanfei immediately ran back to his seat, and he became a liar-like old slicker.

Meng Mingshu came in with a gentleman and a knife. "The rare treasures in the world, the unnamed guests, have not encountered such a thing for a long time, not bad. Let the two wait."

"Not long after, as long as there is business talk, who is the son of Meng family?"

"Under the next Meng Ming."

"Long time and longitude."

The two of them have been chilling for a while, you are modest, let me not even decide who to sit down first.

Finally, the two of them were seated at the same time. The situation was still the weather and the weather was almost a quarter of an hour. Meng Mingshu first entered the theme. "Mr. Guan, can you take out the baby and let it be appreciated?"

Shangguanfei claimed to be surnamed Guan, and he sighed a long time, just a small mouthful of tea, did not answer.

Meng Mingshu knew the intention of the guests. "Is Mr. Guan planning to talk privately with two people?"

Shangguanfei also knows the meaning of the master's words. He stands behind a tall bodyguard. The other side naturally has to have the protection of the knife master. In front of the knife master who knows his original face, Shangguanfei is always stunned, so he is slightly Turning his head and saying: "Old Fan, go out for a walk, the scenery here is good, maybe you can see the queen, the princess or something."

Long Tuanyun didn't want to leave, but he didn't want to protect Shangguanfei with one heart and one mind, but he liked the dragon king, and he did not trust the son of the one-step king.

But he is now a "bodyguard". There are not many choices in front of outsiders, so he whispers and walks out of the room.

Meng Mingshu also made a suggestion to the warm knife master to withdraw.

There are only two people left, and the smile on Meng Mingshu’s face fades a lot. “Let’s open the skylight and say something, where did the goods come from? Meng’s family has money, but it doesn’t collect anything unclear.”

"It's very clear." Shangguanfei and Yan's have always been close, and then they can't hold back, put on a real voice, and smiled and asked, "Hey, can't you really recognize me?"

When he heard the words "舅舅", Meng Mingshu was shocked. He stood up and stared at Shangguanfei for a while. "You, you are..."

"How, my easy tolerance is good? Even the warm knife master did not see the flaws."

Meng Mingshu suddenly changed his face and walked to the window in three or two steps. He looked around and turned and said, "Hello, dare to come here."

"Not that I am bold, it is the Dragon King who forced me to come, and I have no choice."

"Dragon King?" Meng Mingshu's face is more sloppy, he has a secret agreement with the Dragon King, but since the Dragon King's power in Saitama City was cleared, he thought the agreement was invalid, I did not expect the Dragon King to send people, "Dragon King find me What do we do? We don’t know each other."

Meng Mingshu’s signs of lying are too obvious. Shangguanfei did not debunk on the spot. He just said faintly: “Nothing, Dragon King asked me to give you a good voice, nothing more.”

"Dragon King did not say anything else?" Meng Ming could not believe his ears.

"No, my task is finished, hey, you won't sell me to the warm knife master?"

After the shock, Meng Mingshu showed a hint of confusion. "You haven't heard of it?"

"What have you heard?" This is a long time of work. Shangguanfei and Longfengyun are waiting to meet and can't hear the news outside.

"The news just arrived, the Dragon Army defeated the first battle, Jin Pengjun won the pursuit, it is estimated that within a few days, the Dragon King has no way to escape."

(Seeking for advice)