The crooked way can also lead to heaven

In a room on the fourth floor, Ye Ran stood by the window smoking. Snow flakes were flying outside. It was obviously heavier than when he first came.

The mourning music below had not stopped yet, but people's faces did not show any sadness. It was unknown whether they were forcing themselves to be sad or simply did not care.

One night passed——

The outdoors had long been covered with heavy snow. Several festive fireworks exploded in the sky, followed by the sound of tight gongs and drums.

Ye Ran rubbed his eyes and got up. After a simple wash, he went to the next room and knocked on the door.

Seeing that no one responded, he tried to push it open, and found that the door was not locked, and there was no sign of the little beggar in the room.

When he came downstairs, he saw the little beggar standing in the snow, looking at the group of people wearing fancy clothes and beating gongs and drums. From time to time, he shook his head to the rhythm, and his eyes were full of joy.

"Master, are you awake?"

"Look, look, it's so lively!"

As if he found someone staring at him, the little beggar turned around and saw Ye Ran, and hurriedly greeted him.

"Both guests are from other places. Today is the anniversary of the death of Granny Denghua, and it's quite lively. If you are interested, you can go to the county town to have a look."

The waiter came over with a cup of hot water and handed it over with a smile.

Ye Ran took a sip of the water cup and asked, "I want to ask you something. Have you heard of Lan County?"

The waiter thought for a moment and responded, "I don't know which Lan County the guests are talking about. There are many counties with the same name."

Ye Ran really couldn't answer. The scarf didn't say so much in detail, but after thinking carefully, it said Chang'an Lan County. Can we assume that the two are not far apart?

"Do you have any impression of Lan County near the ancient capital Chang'an?"

After considering for a moment, he changed the way of asking, trying to narrow the scope.

The waiter scratched his head and thought about it, and finally shook his head: "I haven't heard of Lan County near the ancient capital, but there is one nearby. Just follow the county road and drive eastward for about dozens of kilometers to get there."

Ye Ran nodded: "Okay, thank you for your trouble. You go and do your work first."

The waiter smiled and waved his hand: "It's okay. If you need anything else, just come to me."

Ye Ran came to the door with a cup of water. Seeing that the little beggar was so curious about these things, he said: "Do you want to go to the town to have a look?"

The little beggar turned her head with excitement, but the emotion on her face soon turned into loss. She shook her head and smiled: "No, Master has something important to do."

Ye Ran glanced at her and said calmly: "It doesn't matter. There is plenty of time. Let's go and have a look."

Then he walked out first.

The little beggar was so excited that he trotted after her.

She had never dared to think about such occasions before. Because she had no money in her pocket, she was sloppy, and those people looked at her with disgust and drove her away.

Seeing others happily participating in various grand events, while I can only hide in the distance and watch with envy, the sense of gap is indescribable.

It was just luck that I first met a kind big brother, and then met my master, otherwise I would still be begging on the street.

When I arrived in the town, it was crowded with people. Motorcycles honked and shuttled through the streets. There were steaming restaurants around, and small stalls everywhere were filled with beautiful lights.

Fireworks were exploding above my head, and three or two children gathered together, carrying lanterns and running around.

This scene was very much like the New Year, no wonder the waiter said that the anniversary of the death was a grand event.

Ye Ran walked in front, stopped and looked back, and saw the little beggar shaking his head left and right, full of curiosity about everything, as if one head was not enough.

"Buy it if you like it, don't you have pocket money on your phone?"

After all, she was just a little girl in her teens. Even if she pretended to be sensible on the surface, she was still childish in her heart.

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Ran turned his head and looked around. It seemed that someone was staring at him just now. The cold breath was particularly familiar.

"Play by yourself. I have something to do and I will call you when the time comes."

After saying that, Ye Ran quickly left the place and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The little beggar was full of questions and was stunned for a while before continuing to move forward.

...

Ye Ran followed the cold breath for a long time and finally stopped in a mahjong hall.

The figure that had been running in front of him was silent after entering.

He lifted the curtain in front of the door and was dizzy and tearful as soon as he entered.

There were constant collisions in the mahjong hall, and the shouting was also very deafening.

Ye Ran looked up and looked around, feeling the general structure, and found that there was someone guarding the stairs to the second floor.

He wanted to go up and take a look, but the two people directly reached out to stop him.

"The VIP room upstairs doesn't accept ordinary guests, so don't make trouble."

"Okay, you have the final say."

Ye Ran raised his eyebrows and quickly took out the electric baton and hit them one by one. The bodies of the two of them stiffened and they fell to the ground and twitched.

Sometimes, we have to admit that modern technology is better than some metaphysical methods. There is no back swing when starting at zero frames, and it is comfortable to play with one.

Stepping onto the second floor, the cold breath became more and more obvious. Ye Ran walked along the corridor and locked his eyes on the manager's office.

Just as he was about to go over, seven or eight people rushed out from the side, holding steel pipes and machetes, each of them looked fierce.

"Damn it, he dared to come here to make trouble, kill him!"

The leader roared fiercely, and the men behind him rushed forward.

Ye Ran put away the electric baton and took out his pistol slowly.

The man in the front was so frightened that his face suddenly changed. He wanted to stop, but he was knocked to the ground by the inertia of the people behind him, and he fell to Ye Ran's feet.

He slowly raised his head and put on a smile that was uglier than crying: "Big brother, let's talk about it."

Ye Ran didn't waste time talking to him, and shot directly with a smile on his face.

Due to the loud noise below and the fireworks outside, no one noticed the gunshots on the second floor.

All the people in the group were killed!

Pushing open the door of the manager's office, a middle-aged man in his thirties was sitting on the boss chair on the left, and on the sofa in the reception room, there was a pale young woman with bleeding arms, bandaging herself.

"Where did you come from, you bastard, dare to trespass in my territory!"

The middle-aged man was furious and raised his hand and slammed it on the table.

Ye Ran didn't even look at him and rewarded him with a peanut.

The sight fell on the woman. There was a snake tattoo on her wrist. The cold breath that was sensed before was emitted from her body.

It was not until this moment that Ye Ran remembered that the cold breath was familiar because he had felt it before in Tiandu Sect.

I vaguely remember that the old Taoist in Tiandu Sect also had a snake tattoo on his wrist.

The woman was obviously flustered after seeing Ye Ran, and the gauze in her hand fell to the ground without holding it firmly.

Ye Ran sat down opposite her and smiled kindly: "Don't be nervous, I just want to ask, what is the meaning of your tattoo?"

"Look at my brain, I should introduce myself before asking questions, right? My name is Ye Ran, what's yours?"

"Zhang Qian."

"Zhang Qian, okay, we know each other now, continue to answer my questions."

Ye Ran raised the gun muzzle to her, and the smile on his face did not diminish at all.

Zhang Qian's heart tightened. The person in front of her had a black face and a black heart. This kind of person is the most moody. The manager of the mahjong hall just now has confirmed this.

"This is a totem. Everyone who joins the organization has this tattoo. It has no special meaning, just a symbol."

Zhang Qian did not hesitate too much. In front of life, this information is not worth mentioning.

Ye Ran thought for a while, and then continued: "Is your organization related to the Snake Temple?"

Zhang Qian nodded without denying it. Although she didn't know how the person in front of her knew it, it was the fact.

Ye Ran recalled the words about Snake Seconds in his mind, but he had no impression except for the Tiandu Sect.

Hearing the word Snake Temple from such a distance shows that the strength of this organization is not weak, and even the existence time will not be too short.

The problem is that since the Snake Temple has developed so powerful, why haven't we heard any news for so many years?

"Do you have a grudge against the Snake Temple?" Zhang Qian suddenly spoke.

Ye Ran pulled back his thoughts and looked at her in confusion: "Why do you ask that?"

Zhang Qian shook her head: "Nothing, whether you have grudges with the Snake Temple or not, I advise you not to do anything reckless."

There was no threat in her words, but there were many more advices.

After hearing this, Ye Ran immediately became interested: "From your tone, it seems that you are very confident in your organization?"

Seeing that Ye Ran still didn't know whether to live or die, Zhang Qian said directly: "You are also a Jianghu person, you should know the title of Zhuangyuan, he is a member of the organization, and he will arrive in Denghua County this afternoon."

"I don't know much about this organization, but I chose to agree to join because there is something important that needs Zhuangyuan."

"I can only tell you this, I don't know more."

Hearing this, Ye Ran became even more curious, would Zhuangyuan be a member of the Snake Temple organization?

"As far as I know, the whereabouts of the champion are erratic. I am very curious. How do you judge that person is the champion?"

"It's not simple. Everyone in the world knows that the champion has a Pisces jade pendant that he never leaves. The most important thing is that his strength is very strong and he has a deep understanding of almost all evil arts."

"I have experienced this personally, but I only saw his back last time, but it still makes people feel terrified. Who else can do such a suffocating pressure except the champion?"

Zhang Qian's words are full of admiration. It can be seen that she is very obsessed with the champion.

On the other hand, Ye Ran felt puzzled after listening. When did the champion have a Pisces jade pendant?

But think about it, the title of champion is indeed very bluffing and has a strong attraction to evil practitioners.

More importantly, apart from some legends, almost no one has seen the champion. It is understandable that the Snake Temple uses this as a gimmick to recruit people for its organization.

After all, there are many people who do this, and there are even more people who pretend to be champions.

But without exception, the fate of the impostor will not be good, but the Snake Temple can be safe and sound.

This alone is enough to show that the champion in the temple organization is quite strong, even if it is an impostor, he has enough capital.

"Whether the Snake Temple has a base here, you answer whatever I ask."

Ye Ran changed the subject, and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Qian also noticed something, and said in a panic: "There is a tattoo artist on South Street in Denghua County, he is our manager."

"Take me there, immediately!"

Ye Ran stood up with a cold face. Today, he wanted to see who this champion was.

Zhang Qian looked down at her bleeding arm, bit her lip and said: "Can I deal with it first?"

Ye Ran's eyes at this moment made people feel cold on their backs, but he still put away his gun.

He was very concerned about the Snake Temple organization, and this woman was still useful, and she would be useful later.

...

There were many people on the street, and even the corridors on the floors were crowded.

Zhang Qian's eyes were erratic. If she got into the crowd at this time, she would have a chance to escape.

But thinking back to the past, she was chased to the mahjong hall just because she glanced at Ye Ran in the crowd, and she almost lost her life.

After repeated consideration, she gave up the idea of ​​escaping. Now she would take it one step at a time and think about other things after the tattoo.

Little did she know that it was this idea that saved her life.

Although Ye Ran followed behind, his eyes were fixed on her. If there was any abnormal movement, he would kill her on the spot in the chaos.

As they walked, they came to a funeral street, where there were funerals everywhere. Perhaps others thought it was unlucky, so there were few people on this street.

"We're here."

Zhang Qian stopped and turned to face the shop in front of her.

Ye Ran glanced at her and then pushed her inside.

As soon as she entered, she saw an old man with disheveled hair squatting on the ground, hammering at the stone tablet.

When he heard someone coming in, he said, "Our store is closed today, let's go somewhere else."

Zhang Qian lowered her head and dared not speak, hoping that the other party would find the abnormality quickly.

Unfortunately, she thought too much.

The old man was still squatting on the ground tinkering with the stone tablet, without even turning his head.

Ye Ran walked over slowly and broke the old man's neck from behind. His movements were smooth and flowing, which shocked Zhang Qian.

His boss died just like that? !

This... This is a master of external strength!

At this moment, Zhang Qian's heart was filled with waves, and when she looked at Ye Ran again, her eyes changed completely.

Ye Ran looked at the environment inside the store, directly dragged the old man's body into the cabinet and hid it, and turned around to warn him.

"I guess the martial arts champion shouldn't know these ants. You know what to say later, right?"

Zhang Qian nodded, and was so shocked that she couldn't say anything.

Seeing that she was so sensible, Ye Ran patted her shoulder with relief: "I believe you, but before that, you have to eat something."

Before Zhang Qian could react, Ye Ran had already stuffed the Gu pill into her and forced her to swallow it.

"Ahem...what did you give me to eat?!"

Zhang Qian covered her neck uncomfortably, and subconsciously bent down to use her fingers to induce vomiting.

Ye Ran swept his foot across and kicked Zhang Qian's head accurately, causing her to fly out and hit the wall.

"You have no right to refuse, and you don't have the strength to refuse. Be smart, and maybe you can live longer."

Zhang Qian, who was lying on the ground, covered her head in pain, and blood kept flowing out of her nostrils and mouth.

The severe pain made it difficult for her to even get up, and she could only say tremblingly: "I...I understand, I will be obedient, don't kill me."