Death Sutra

Shou old packed up a few things and gave up, he was reluctant.

It’s not just his home, but everything about him. In Longting, he’s a big man with no superb skills and no peerless martial arts, but he’s got mixed up. Living in a worry-free life, leaving Longting, he didn't know what else he could do.

Stay in the grasslands? He will not even graze; return to the Central Plains? The border guards will probably regard him as a spy, except for the Central Plains, who has no Central Plains.

Shou Lao sighed, sitting on a high stool, decided not to leave, and comforted himself: Kwah King may not initiate revenge, elephants do not care about rats.

There is a hint of reason in the heart to remind him that this kind of comfort is so hypocritical, but Shou Laoning can't see it. "One hundred and two silver, you take it, it is the labor and compensation of this month, let's go."

“Where to go?” asked the knife passenger Bosang in a tweet.

Shou Lao sighed again. In his professional career, self-protection relied on sharpness and precision. As much as possible, the danger was eliminated invisible. When using bodyguards, he rarely hired Bosang. A knifeman who is ordinary but very loyal.

"Business is not done, go find a job."

"Why didn't you do a good business?" Posang was still inexplicable.

The loyal people are probably not smart, and the old man thought, suddenly raised an anger, how could the big king be so stupid, even thinking of seeing the dragon king himself, and thoroughly revealing the middleman? Why do you want to invest in the big king? Shou Lao reluctantly traced back and found that it was for money.

The guy with a sallow face, claiming to be the confidant of the big day, is willing to pay 5,000 yuan a year to buy all the information. If meritorious, there are extra rewards.

Shou Lao did not withstand the temptation to abandon the principles of decades for the five thousand and two silvers.

In the end, he always made a mistake in the accurate judgment and failed to recognize the Dragon King. He knew that the young man was not simple, so he would tell Daejeon in advance, but he could not think of it as the Dragon King himself.

But the yellow face just listened to his remarks, immediately confirmed the identity of the young man, and taught Daejeon a set of rhetoric.

Resentful to himself, Shou Lao can not wait to take a few slaps, but he is an ordinary person, do not want to abuse himself, or even want to blame himself, so he will anger to others, "stupid, 'good business'? You have no long eyes? Let's hand over the Dragon King to the King of the Day, will the King of Korry not be angry? If he is angry, will he let us continue to do business? Hold this one hundred and two silver, and let me roll!"

Posang was completely unprepared for this storm, and for a moment, he became red and red. "I am your bodyguard, and will not let anyone move you a finger. It is not the old Khan who sent people."

Shou Lao sighed again, and the loyal person was not smart. He wanted to ask Bosang what he could do to protect the owner. But the anger in his heart was extinguished, but he apologized slightly. "Then you stay, there is no need to do anything. Maybe I think too much."

The nature of human beings, the moment of crisis always hopes to have a partner around, even if a piece of death is better than killing alone.

Poisang nodded. "I will stay, but you can't call me ‘stupid.'”

Shou Lao almost laughed. He never found the young knife like the bull. He had a strange self-esteem. "I am a quick mouth, you are not an idiot." Shou Lao secretly added, "It is not too clever."

Poisang solemnly nodded again, then pulled out the knife and threw the extra long sword and scabbard on the ground. Shou was shocked. "What are you doing?"

"Ready to fight."

"That doesn't have to be pulled out so early, and I said, it doesn't necessarily matter."

"Dragon King said that I am not fast enough to pull the knife, so I have to prepare in advance, the assassin may suddenly start, I can't waste time."

Shou Lao whispered a "follow you", although he will not martial arts, his vision is still a little bit, Bosang is at most a middle level, and it is useless to pull the knife again.

The candle burns shorter and shorter, and Shou Lao has an ominous premonition. It seems that it represents his own life. The wax is full of people. He hurriedly pulled out a complete candle, just about to ignite, and the person he was afraid of was uninvited.

A thin and high-skilled knife slammed into the curtain and observed a few eyes on the left and right. He did not look at the two living people and then stood aside.

Poisang clenched the handle. "Who are you looking for?"

The thin knife customer did not answer, the second knife singer came in, and ignored the owner of the tent, standing opposite the first knife.

In this way, a total of six swordsmen, divided into two sides, the tent immediately appeared narrow and crowded.

Posang stood in front of the old man and stared at the enemy with vigilance. He never considered the problem of the power gap. He looked for a truth: he was a bodyguard, and he had to pay for the work of others.

The last intruder is not a knife, it seems to be the steward in the noble house.

Shou Lao recognized this person and knew that the coming thing was still coming. He began to regret that he had not escaped. "Han Daren, you listen to me."

In the thirties of the Han people, he was one of the stewards of the Khufu Palace. He was deeply trusted, and was responsible for external liaison. He had dealt with Shou Lao. Fang Wen was originally introduced to him by Shou Lao.

Humble butler shook his head. "Do you still use the explanation? The facts are in front of you, the prey is taken away, and you have not left us the scum."

Shou Lao forced himself to remain calm. "I am willing to do things for the king of the king. Da Niwang trusts me, I can provide..."

"Hey." Humble butler smiled and shook his head. "It is betrayal. Don't you even give me the chance to buy you?"

"Hey." Shou Lao smirked a few times, buying out means a chance to survive. "Without buying, I willingly..."

Humble **** waved his hand impatiently, "Bring him back."

Shou Lao’s face changed and brought back to the Kwafu Palace. He said that his use value is only the information he has in the past. He is useless in the future. “I...I...”

"The Dragon King will come back to the old man the day after tomorrow. You should leave him."

Bosang suddenly said such a sentence, Shou Lao almost gave his bodyguards a squat, and wondered how he would forget such an important thing. "Yes, yes, the Dragon King said it, he wants to see the king of the day, the day after tomorrow. Will come to me."

Humble housekeeper's face is cold, "Looking for the Dragon King, we have our own way, it doesn't matter to you."

The atmosphere stagnate for a moment, the Humble **** to admire the fear caused by himself, Shou Laos searched for the means of life-saving means, the six Kwai Wang guards hesitated whether to arrest people immediately, but the first to start is the knife passenger Po Sang.

Bosang believes that this is the fastest knife since the martial arts.

It is still not fast enough.

The front guards stepped away and the guards in the back leaped, and the stone-like fists lingered on the back of the bodyguard.

Posang fell to the ground, still struggling, and the back of his head stunned and fainted.

The guards held the handle and turned to look at the butler, waiting for him to show.

Humble butlers put their hands at random to end a life, he likes this feeling.

Shou Lao’s hands clasped the counter tightly, as if no one could take him away, and he didn’t even look at Poissan. He had completely forgotten the existence of bodyguards.

Then, the most disgusting thing happened to the Hunner, and someone interrupted his order.

"It's better to let him live." No one found out when the man entered the tent. The six guards were all shocked. The scimitar was pulled out almost at the same time, much faster than Posang.

Fear and surprise almost simultaneously pressed on the heart of Shou Lao. He couldn’t bear it anymore. He called “Dragon King” and his body fell softly. Although he did not faint, he never had the strength to stand still.

The little housekeeper looked at the eyes and immediately put on a friendly and awkward smile. "Great, it really is the Dragon King."

The six guards did not immediately close the scimitar until the housekeeper gave clear hints to relax the vigilance against the Dragon King.

"I thought the Dragon King was in the Great King."

"I went and left, and the king of praise is the one I want to see."

"Dragon King has seen Fang Junshi?"

"Ok."

"I guess the Dragon King is not such a good deceiver. Dae Wang is really crazy."

"Take me to see King Kwa."

"Hey--" Humble butler seems a little embarrassed, "Wang Ye did not have this order... Long Wang please wait here, I will go to the prince forever."

"I thought that the king of the day was anxious to see me." Gu Shen said coldly.

"I don't dare to guess the thoughts of Wang Ye. I will go all night and only need a little time."

Either the butler is too rigid, or the king of the exaggeration is extremely strict. Gu Shen began to have a little impression on the prince, and it is not the same as that of Fang Wen. In the eyes of the military division, the king of praise is A perfect aristocrat, Corporal Li Xian, who is kind and knows how to adapt, will never hang on to the interests of the North Court like the big king.

Gu Shen rushed out of the knife.

A guard had been kneeling in front of Bosang with one leg. The order he got was to get rid of the bodyguard. After waiting for a while, the butler did not announce the withdrawal. According to his understanding, the order would have to continue.

But the knife in his hand was gone, and it was slightly shaken on the counter. The horror in the guard's heart was inexplicable, because he didn't see where the power of flying his weapon came from. The dragon king was facing him, and he didn't seem to look back at all.

"I said, let him live." Gu Shen looked at the Han steward and spoke in a commanding tone. This is the only effective way of communicating with King Kua.

The other guards raised the scimitar again.

Han Guanjia stayed for a while, "put down the knife, don't care about the people on the ground." Then made a decision, "Well, please let the Dragon King come back to the palace with me, I think, Wang Ye will make an exception for the Dragon King."

Shou Laojiao sat on the ground, intending to end the middleman's business, buy a batch of cattle and sheep, hire someone to graze for himself, and Posang is a good candidate.

The night is not over yet. On the way to the Kwa’s king’s account, the Hunner’s house is flattering and giving the Dragon King a feeling: King Kwai really values ​​himself.

So he asked the yellow-faced waiter beside the King of Dae, and the Hunner immediately smiled. "That 'Yellow Face', the King of the Day regarded him as a military sergeant. He listened to him. In fact, he called Fu Yuan. It’s a slave. It was only a few years ago that he was taken from the Central Plains border. Who can think of it, can you get the favor of the big day king?”

Gu Shen was in the middle of his heart. The defending champion once claimed that there were supporters of the Central Plains in the North Court, but he refused to disclose who he was. As one of the rewards for the Dragon King’s execution of the assassination plan, Gu Shenwei wanted to get this in advance. remuneration.

(Seeking for advice)