I Became an Anonymous Boss

Da Lei opened the door, and Shirataki's back disappeared into the long street in the afternoon.

It wasn't until the figure disappeared for a long time that Yan Qixia looked away disappointedly: "Da Lei, close the door."

Tao Hong followed Yan Qixia, looking at the young lady's back.

She opened her mouth, but finally couldn't help but ask: "Miss, your master's skill has really..."

Yan Qixia said: "He will never be able to practice swordsmanship in his life."

Tao Hong couldn't bear to believe: "Why did this happen? Are the hidden wounds from the past so serious?"

"A dark wound is just a dark wound. A dark wound won't make your cultivation fall to the bottom, and it's impossible to force someone to re-learn martial arts. Only two people know the real reason." Yan Qixia rubbed her eyebrows: "I didn't want to mention this, but he is too stubborn. , stubbornly refusing to give up... Martial arts are ten thousand, so what if you don't practice swordsmanship?"

"Young master is indeed stubborn occasionally." Tao Hong suddenly thought: "Could it be that Lan Xiangxue..."

"Perhaps." Yan Qixia said softly, her thoughts came to her mind, her voice suddenly turned sharp: "But if Lan Xiangxue chooses that book, she will definitely go to Dugu City in the future to fight against Tai' Sword Master... ..."

"Will the young master agree?"

"It doesn't matter whether he agrees or not. This is a sword fight left by the young master, and neither of them can avoid it." Yan Qixia said: "Swordsmen are like this, fighting to win the world and proving that they are the only one."

"I hope it's because we think too much." Tao Hong stroked her chest.

"When she comes out, there will be a result." Yan Qixia stretched a little: "I'm a little tired, let's rest for a while."

……

Leaving Yanyun Mansion, Bai Taki was walking on the road, at the corner, in the blind spot of sight, someone's shoulder bumped into him.

Bai Taki subconsciously turned sideways to avoid it, but still put his arms around the opponent: "Brother, you can't walk steadily, is it because your kidneys are overdrawn?"

"It's okay, it's okay, just a little sleepy." The man in coarse cloth wiped the sweat from his head: "I'm sorry."

Shirataki let go of his hand, turned and walked away.

After waiting for him to leave, the man with a face full of kidney deficiency restrained all his expressions and left along another path.

In the corner of the teahouse, there was still that Taoist.

"Is it found out?"

"I found out a little bit, the residence, and the past experience."

"How about it?"

"After a rough check, I'm just an ordinary Jianghu man. His accent seems to be from the generation of the imperial capital. He has no special status. He has lived here in Jinling for less than half a year. His origin is not clear, but it seems that he came from the generation of the Southern Tang Dynasty. , and can also speak Southern Tang dialect." The informant talked about the information he had found in the past half a day.

"that's it?"

"I can only find so much in half a day, and he is not well-known, and not many people remember it... It seems that there is nothing special about him."

"It's not special, why are you qualified to enter the Yanyun Mansion?" The Taoist sneered.

"His martial arts is not high. I just tried it out, and he is by no means innate." The informant continued, with a firm tone.

"It's nothing strange, Yan Qixia is not Xiantian, but she has a lot of ways to kill Xiantian, and ordinary Xiantian can't catch her eyes." The Taoist didn't think so: "There must be something special about this person."

"Then continue to investigate?"

"Where is his residence?" the Taoist asked directly.

"In Jinling City, there is a slightly remote house, which used to be a haunted house."

"Then it's none of your business." The Taoist put his hand on the table.

"You want to do it directly?"

"A martial artist who is not even born, there are many ways to make him speak." The Taoist said indifferently: "I don't have that much patience to continue waiting."

Zhan Kuang died in Xiangxue's hands, and he couldn't go back with Xiangxue's head in his hands. If Xueyilou didn't even have the ability to deal with defectors, there would be no need for the organization to continue to exist, and everyone would have to change another batch.

The Taoist left the tea house.

Tonight, he was going to 'borrow' the identity of this young son.

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As the night was getting late, Shirataki first went to the teahouse to have afternoon tea in the afternoon. He ate the afternoon tea for more than an hour, listened to the storyteller telling stories for a while, watched the cross talk for a while, and finally returned to Linglong Xiaozhu .

In the prosperous ancient times, human beings had a lot of entertainment methods. Although they were not to the extent that people can know the world's affairs without leaving home in modern times, it was definitely not enough to make a person idle in the sage's time.

Prosperity is just one form of entertainment, not absolute. Even if you don’t go to the Qinhuai Flower Boat, there are other places to go.

For example, a theater, for example, a music workshop.

The ancients needed to go to a special place to listen to music. Silk and bamboo music is a craft, just like princes and aristocrats often raise musicians and dancers. People who don’t have enough money to support an entire orchestra can spend a little money to play Fang listening to music.

The most famous music workshop in Jinling City is Tianxiang Pavilion.

It is not only a chain of music workshops with the same name nationwide, but also one of the six most famous sects in the Jianghu.

This 'big' sect is not something that can be sealed casually, but a great sect recognized by all corners of the world. Its heritage is profound, often passed down for more than a thousand years, and its scale basically surpasses that of ordinary thousand-year-old families.

The history of Tianxiang Pavilion is less than a thousand years, but it has developed extremely fast... If you want to talk about its past, it is a bit too long, so I will skip it for now and leave a foreshadowing.

After all, Bai Taki didn't know what was going on in the Tianxiang Pavilion, he had never been to the Tianxiang Pavilion, not even any music workshops.

Modern people who have been bombarded by various styles of music have already developed their ears. Spending a few taels of silver to listen to songs in a music workshop is far less than spending one-tenth of the money to listen to a cross talk by a master in Tianjin.

Besides... Maybe he copied the lyrics of the music composed in the band.

The sky was dark, Shirataki went back to the yard, sprinkled a handful of rice in front of the pond, then sat cross-legged on the soft bed under the apricot tree, his consciousness sank, he concentrated on breathing, breathing out spiritual energy, nourishing his mind and mind at the same time , Run the Heavenly Demon Art to walk around the sky, dissipating the smell of fireworks that wandered outside for a day.

Once most of the skills are practiced, they will flow through the meridians on their own. The higher the level of the skills, the faster the running speed will automatically increase the power.

However, the Nine Revolutions of Heavenly Demon is not a kung fu that will run automatically. If you want to run the circle, you must concentrate.

If it doesn't work for a day, not only will the Heavenly Demon Kungfu not improve, but it will fade away.

At first, this characteristic forced Shirataki to spend at least an hour a day sitting quietly and practicing Tianmo Gong.

But as time goes by, the cultivation level of Tianmo Gong is getting higher and higher, and the operation of the skill is no longer as difficult and obscure as before, and it gradually becomes as simple as taking a deep breath. Urges the true qi of the demon to rotate at a high speed.

If he is a rubber man, he must start to think about whether to accelerate the demon qi into steam, and try to drive the second gear like someone else.

Here Shirataki was meditating quietly.

At this time, at the alley outside Linglong Xiaozhu, a figure stood there.

Taoist Damage raised his head, he could smell the aroma of apricot blossoms in the yard, and confirmed that this was Linglong Xiaozhu.

...Even though it's this season, there are still apricot blossoms in full bloom.

He felt a little strange in his heart, but he didn't take it too seriously. As an old Jianghu, he has seen even bones that don't melt, and a mere spirit tree is nothing.

Damaged Taoist used to be a Taoist priest, but he was not a serious Taoist priest. He looked like a Taoist priest, but he was actually a tomb robber who made money from death.

His aptitude is mediocre, but he became a genius by relying on a book of special exercises he got from the tomb.

It took him ten years and thirty-seven furnaces to become congenital, and all the furnaces were drained of their vitality without exception.

Therefore, he can be said to have done the ultimate in harming others.

Because he went too far and didn't know how to restrain himself, he made too many enemies in the arena, and everyone in the right way was punished, and he was even a little bit short of being included in the jade list that men all over the world feared.

This Jade Stealing List sounds good, but in fact, it is called... the list of prostitutes hunting and killing.

In fact, he was wronged by saying that he was wronged. He is not close to women but prefers masculinity.

What he absorbs into the furnace is life force, if it harms the furnace, it will lead to a decline in quality, and the loss outweighs the gain, so he has never touched those pure yin virgins, he just sucked them up.

But no matter what the process is, harming human life is ultimately harming human life. He is a criminal who harms others and benefits himself. The characteristics of specifically harming women also meet the prerequisites for being on the prostitution hunting list.

In order to survive, Taoist Chang changed his name and surname, disappeared in the rivers and lakes, chose to be a vassal of Xueyilou, and became a Tianzi killer and a veteran killer of Xueyilou.

By feigning death, he escaped from being included in the hunting list of prostitutes, and by relying on the building of blood clothes, he can get a steady stream of furnaces.

Therefore, his cultivation base is also the highest among the three Tianzi killers, and he is already at the old Huayuan realm, not far from Qihai realm.

He was quite satisfied with his current situation, so he didn't understand why the bloody landlord insisted on killing Lan Xiangxue.

This killer is not loyal, but there is no possibility of betrayal. His strength may be a threat, but what can he prove if he has enough potential?

In terms of strength, Xiangxue is not his opponent, and it is far inferior to the bloody landlord who has been in the middle for three days.

But the landlord in blood clothes personally issued the killing order, and the Taoist had no choice but to accept it.

Even if Lan Xiangxue had already hid in Yanyun Mansion, he still had to find a way to sneak in and find out the truth.

The Taoist was staring at the closed wooden door with dark eyes.

Yanyun Mansion, oh Yanyun Mansion, the mansion where several Assassin organizations were expelled, Yan Qixia's name is taboo in [-]% of Assassin organizations.

After all, killing is also a business, and it would be stupid to accept a business that is not worth the loss.

As for why the assassins who hit the third day and the last three days didn't make a move.

...This is nonsense.

With the strength of the middle three days and the upper three days, who would still be an assassin?

Choose any aristocratic family or sect at will to be your guest, and you can live an extremely carefree life.

The Assassin Organization is always the most indecent of the Jianghu forces, and the most dangerous assassins are not the assassins in the organization, but the famous assassins in the Jianghu. They have names and surnames in the Jianghu, and they have always acted alone.

The Taoist was able to survive till now because of his caution. Lan Xiangxue was able to kill Zhan Kuang, but he was more inclined to change his identity to approach and attack the target directly, and directly hit the target with a critical attack of internal organs.

This is what an assassin should do. A fool like Zhan Kuang must have died from the reckless formula.

Linglong Xiaozhu occupies a small area, so there is no need to sneak in cautiously, and there are no residents nearby, only the target person lives here alone.

Any killer who encounters such a simple character will definitely not be able to help but laugh out loud.

This is very good, don't worry about making any noise.

The Daoist damages his skills and quietly hides into the darkness. The warriors in the Huayuan realm deliberately hide their aura, and it is difficult for warriors who are not inspired to detect it.

He just stepped on the tiles on the top floor of the eaves, surpassed Gao Qiang who was two tall, and landed quietly on the side of the courtyard.

Then he heard breathing.

A young man sat cross-legged under an almond tree, breathing and sitting quietly, each breath was long and powerful.

The apricot tree is blooming, the red carp is swimming, sitting alone under the tree, what a good man in troubled times.

The Taoist was sizing up Bai Taki's face, he had to admit that this young man was good-looking, if he was seven or eight years younger...