Death Sutra

The butcher took a deep breath and said seriously: "I am ready."

The old man looked at him contemptuously. "What are you ready for?"

"Go to the Central Plains martial arts people and find out the purpose of their coming to Yuyucheng."

The old man yawned. "Then go, if you don't die, come back and tell me, I will make up first."

The slaughter dog was not so stupid, pointing at the old man and laughing a few times.

The old man is confused. "Old dog, to be honest, you are much weaker than when you were young. How do you turn yourself into a girl for more than a decade? Your sister is very violent."

The dog slaughtered for a while. "It’s really like this. Maybe my strength is stronger than before. It’s not right... Oh, I seem to understand. Since I saw you short, martial arts is not my opponent. I am so emotional..."

"Hey a fart." The old man jumped out of the chair and his face was ruined. "I am not your opponent. It is not too small. Tell you, don't look at my skill. There are only six or seventy percent left. It is more than enough for you." The murder of people like this is not only about skill, but also about experience and skill. You are far from the same."

The slaughtering dog is very open-minded. "I am really far away. The Dragon King's skill is a little worse than mine, but I can't beat him, but you--" The dog shakes his head. "Experience and skill can't make up such a big gap."

The weaker people are more likely to be provoked. The old man confirms this. He knows that the slaughtering dog has no obscurity. It may not be malicious. He is still angry and his feet are hard. The whole person bounces toward the target. The first move is five-hole punch. Killing tricks.

The crutches in the right hand of the slaughter dog did not move on the ground, and they only fought against the left hand. In an instant, the two men split seven or eight strokes.

The old man’s face was redder. He suddenly jumped back into the chair and waved his hand in an angry manner. “No fight, no boring, dead wood can’t be carved, but the dog can’t teach, you can’t understand it.”

"Understand what?" The dog slaughtered, this is obviously a contest of martial arts, and he has the upper hand, and then he can defeat the opponent with a few tricks.

"Oh, the martial arts you use are simply not suitable for smashing the rivers and lakes. You should not go out at night, see the dark places, and you can still save your life."

"What happened to my martial arts?" The dog became more and more stunned and unconsciously became guilty.

The old man succeeded in getting rid of the embarrassment of being inferior. He began to seriously comment: "The palms you have just used are more stable than ever. They are obviously lacking. They are obviously used for people. What is the demolition? It is the same disciple or relatives. Friends practice the method of recruiting, who makes the tricks know each other, even if the loopholes are only reminded rather than sneak in. Look at the face of the dragon king, I am merciful to you, really on the rivers and lakes, where else This kind of good thing?"

"Do you mean that I am too soft for you?" The slaughter dog vaguely understood the truth.

"Hey, in short, if you want to survive in the rivers and lakes, you have to be ruthless, and you are killing. You want to be gradual, and you are afraid that you will die in the middle of the road. There is no chance to kill the tricks."

The slaughter dog was touched, the right hand forced, and the crutches crushed the floor tiles. He said excitedly: "Let's play again."

Wood old closed his eyes. "I want to sleep, I have no time to play with you."

"When are we going out to find the Central Plains martial arts people?"

"It’s dark."

"Where to go?"

"Come with me."

"Do we need to have something to do?"

"No need."

"Do I have to sleep too?"

"Go to the house."

"Oh, I am calling you when it is dark, is it black or black?"

The answer of the old man is a strange buzz.

The dog did not sleep for a long time and got up. He looked at the sun outside and gradually fell. He silently calculated the time. When the last touch of sunlight disappeared, he whispered to a hundred, pushed the door out of the house and went to the next door. To knock on the door, the old man is coming out.

The old man was very energetic, and he seemed to sleep well. He looked at the dog and looked at him. He reached for his cane and slaughtered the dog. He immediately took a shot, which made it a success and fierce.

The old man was surprised, turned back and rolled back, and went back to the room. "What are you doing, crazy?"

"Are you not testing my responsiveness?"

"Test your sister's head, I will let you leave the crutches."

The crutches are the weapons of the butchers in recent years, and they almost never leave their hands. "There may be no use."

"I can't use it." Mu old man screamed out again.

The dog slaughtered and didn't care about him. He sent the crutches back to his room.

The two men went out of their homes and strolled all the way to the east. The old man was not too slow, and the dog was gradually puzzled. He was about to ask questions, and he heard the continuous jingle knocking in the distance. "Is that a blacksmith?" ”

The old man did not answer, did not go far, they really went into the blacksmith village.

Looking at the weapons hanging on the street, the dog suddenly understood something. "Good idea, the Central Plains martial arts people have to buy swords."

"I don't know if the Central Plains people buy it or not, and they have to buy it."

"why?"

"You see that more than half of the men in Nancheng are armed with weapons. When they go to the countryside, we have to pretend."

"Well, this is also a kind of hiding."

"Okay."

The old man walked into a seemingly large blacksmith shop.

There are not many ready-made weapons in the shop. The dog is quickly selected for a straight knife. The old man picks and picks it. This is not a hand. It has a hard wound. It takes a while to pick up a long sword. "That's it. Will be used."

The blacksmith smiled twice, collected the money and gave it to others, looking at the back of the two, and said to the apprentice: "This is the first time I saw the sword is taller than the human."

The old man of the wood speeded up the speed, and the purpose was clear. He soon arrived at the front of a large house.

Different from ordinary houses, the lights here are brilliant, and many enthusiastic folks stand at the door, and the entrance and exit are endless.

"This is ... jiyuan?" asked the dog.

"Folding incense garden, although the woman here is not as beautiful as the people in the lane, but the number is rich and varied. I want to see it, but I have never had a chance."

"This, this..." The slaughter dog blushed. "Why are we here? If the sister knows..."

"She will definitely say, 'Oh, my brother has grown up,' haha." The old man pointed to the slaughter, but it was a bit like it.

"It's still not right, let's have a mission."

"Yeah, come here to perform the task, you think, even I am interested in the fragrant garden, those Central Plains martial arts people still can not swarm?"

Not waiting for the dog to come up with a rebuttal, the old man has stepped in.

I have seen anyone in the JI hospital. Seeing these two old guys with a white hair and a short child, it is not too strange. They immediately greeted them, asked for help, and asked about their preferences.

The dog slaughtered an unforgettable dinner. The first thing that was impressed was the price. Hundreds of silver coins shocked him. Fortunately, the old man was prepared to take out the gold checkout. The second deepest was the woman. The fragrant garden is really "rich in variety". There are many Hu people and maidens. It looks strange in the dog, but it is very exciting. Especially they are extremely friendly, he has never encountered before.

As for the dishes and the wine, the dog didn't care at the time and couldn't remember it afterwards.

However, the old man was wrong. The Central Plains martial arts people were obviously not interested in the fragrant garden. They didn’t have that night. The people in the jiyuan also claimed that there were not many Central Plains guests recently.

In the middle of the night, the two drunk and smoked away, the dog couldn't help but look back, the old man patted his waist. "Don't worry, there will be opportunities in the future, and then let you really open up."

The dog slapped his head in frustration. "No, no more, this is enough."

The old man laughed and apparently felt that it was not enough.

When they left the jiyuan, the two came to a nearby gambling hall. It was a lively time, and the voices were full of people. Dozens of gamblers fought hard.

The old man had to raise his voice and said: "The Central Plains people don't love 嫖ji, they must gamble two, let's stay here."

"Do you still have money?" The butcher asked worriedly.

"Cut." Wood old man dismissed a sigh of relief, took out the gold, looked for the buddy to become silver, hundreds of two silver to hand, split half to give the dog, "take it to play."

"You can really have money." The dog was shocked. Although he was an elder, he was not so bold. "Have you been a long time?"

"Stupid, the old man was in the North Court, was it a man who saved money? This is the Dragon King, for him to do things, of course, he has to pay for it, we are gambling, not spending more, sorry Dragon King Trust."

The values ​​in the dog's heart were greatly affected. Although he was uneasy, he still had to admit that he liked the experience tonight.

He didn't gamble very much. He stood in the crowd and watched it for a while before he understood the rules. During the period, the old man had lost his money and took half of his gambling money from his hands.

The dog was on the court and he chose to roll the dice.

Wood old man also lost the last two ingots of gold, almost put on the sword he just bought, and finally held back, Yixing stunned to find the dog.

The silver in front of the dog was piled up into a hill, and the banker opposite him was sweaty.

The gold of the old man was changed back, and even a slight surplus.

"I don't think you will have this hand." Out of the gambling hall, the old man showed his admiration for the dog for the first time. "Who did you learn?"

The slaughter dog is very modest. "I haven't learned it, but I think it's easy to roll a dice, as long as it's done right, what is there."

"Do you use internal strength?"

"Yes."

The old man pushed the dog and ran. After a while, he said, "I told you that this time, it’s not the case. The gambling is to be frightened. It’s boring to win. It’s not fair to say that you will not be able to win. ......"

The dog was humbly accepting the lesson. The old man suddenly shut up and jumped on the wall next to him. The dog jumped to him and looked at him.

In the courtyard, a man pushed the door open and respectfully welcomed a woman wearing a black cloak, then led the way and took her into the eight main room.

The old man looked at the wood, and the slaughter dog suddenly understood that the black cloak woman was clearly Han Wuxian, and the old man took him not to wander around, but to follow her.

This is not the task that the Dragon King confessed to them.

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