Chapter 10

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[Jianghu Secret: After thinking about it, Mr. Bat wanted to send someone to rescue his useless partner Jin Jiuling, but he didn't expect that the Palace Master of Yihua Palace personally took him away. Facing the powerful pressure from the Palace Master of Yihua Palace Yaoyue in the distance, Mr. Bat's subordinates weighed the pros and cons, watched silently, and watched Jin Jiuling leave. (From the little swallow waiting for her mother to come back from the tree.)】

【Secrets of the underworld: The ruthless police chief was very angry after reading the message forwarded by the mistress of Yihua Palace, but he seemed to have discovered a person hidden behind Jin Jiuling. Who could that person be? (From the little spider weaving a web in the guest inn.)】

【Do you want to return the gifts to the two spies】

→【Yes】

→【Do you want to return the gifts to the little swallow [earthworms in fertile soil × 10] and the little spider [flies grown in a *** environment × 5]】

→【Confirm】

Step 1 to confirm it early, and refuse to think about what the "***" environment is like.

Players will not care about this harmless detail, it is just a censorship, not a fill-in-the-blank game.

The head of the sect Bu Zao has now moved to a different place to be the background board. This time he is a peddler walking the streets.

Although he has been training in the mountains for seven years, his communication skills have not deteriorated at all. In addition, he is able to read people's expressions, so his business started off smoothly.

In the place he often goes, there is an ordinary butcher in an ordinary street. This ordinary butcher wears an ordinary headscarf and has ordinary messy hair, which blocks his extraordinary green eyes.

[Jianghu Secret: The cold-blooded head of the Shenhou Mansion is playing the role of an ordinary butcher, chopping meat every day. The green eyes hidden under the headscarf always silently look at everyone on the street. Who is he really looking at? Maybe it's the bearded fish seller on the corner, maybe it's the girl passing by with a flower basket, or it may be a wanted criminal with a hidden identity. (From the cat raised by the bearded man who sells fish on the street corner.)】

Regarding this secret, Bu Zao clearly felt the cat's strong desire for him to buy fish. Unfortunately, Bu Zao doesn't like to eat fish.

Bu Zao gave a fat mouse as a return gift to the thoughtful cat.

A scream came from the street corner: "Taxue! Where did you catch the mouse!"

The head of the peddler Bu passed by and saw a cat Taxue Xunmei holding a fat mouse and crawling under the basket.

Leng Xue looked at that place for a while, then picked up the butcher knife in his hand and chopped the meat again.

A shadow covered the table. Leng Xue raised his head and looked at the person coming through his messy hair.

The man came carrying a box, looked young, with a red wood hairpin in his hair. He said sincerely, "Brother, do you want to buy a knife?"

Leng Xue had some impression of this peddler. He had seen him walking around the streets and had met him several times. From his impression, he was an ordinary peddler with a eloquent tongue.

This was the first conversation between Leng Xue, an ordinary butcher, and Bu Zao, an ordinary peddler.

Leng Xue raised the knife in his hand, shining brightly, and said, "No need."

The peddler looked at the knife and changed his words: "Do you need a whetstone?"

Leng Xue had already confirmed the identity of the person he was chasing, and his mission was about to be completed, so he shook his head again and said, "No need." The

peddler seemed to want to sell him something, and asked persistently: "Then is there anything else you want?"

Leng Xue looked behind him and said lightly: "I just want you to go away and don't block my customers."

A customer who was buying meat was looking at the peddler standing in front of the counter in confusion.

The peddler was very tactful to step aside, and before leaving, he said to Leng Xue: "If you want anything, you can come to me."

Leng Xue did not respond, and chopped the meat calmly. From the corner of his eye, he saw the peddler pushing his goods to the stall next door.

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Another quiet day.

As usual, Leng Xue carried the meat to deliver it to the big customer who often patronized his butcher shop.

What surprised him a little was that the peddler with a hairpin he had seen the day before was standing at the door of the backyard talking to the servant. It must be that he had made a deal, and both of them were smiling very happily.

Leng Xue approached, and the servant stuffed the things he bought into his arms after seeing him, said goodbye to the peddler, and then led Leng Xue in.

The peddler gave Leng Xue a friendly smile as they passed by. The

ordinary butcher delivered the meat to the back kitchen in an ordinary way. The back kitchen was filled with smoke, bustling, and the sound of pots and pans colliding one after another.

The cold-blooded butcher left the house in an ordinary way. After passing the main gate, he saw a man in gorgeous clothes getting off a carriage, stepping over the threshold with a proud posture and walking into the mansion.

"He looks very rich, right?"

A familiar voice came from the side. Cold-blooded looked sideways and saw the peddler he had seen not long ago looking at the mansion with a face full of longing.

Cold-blooded replied, "Yes."

The peddler approached him and asked, "So have you thought about what you should buy?" Cold-blooded walked towards his butcher shop, and the peddler followed him very familiarly.

"Nothing I want to buy." Cold-blooded said simply, "You can change someone to do business with."

"Okay, goodbye." The peddler smiled, waved to Cold-blooded, and left with the cargo box.

Cold-blooded watched his figure disappear around the corner.

As for Leng Xue himself, he changed his clothes, took his unsheathed sword, and went to the local Six Gates to reveal his identity and negotiate. Then, after dusk, he knocked on the door of the house where he had delivered meat during the day as the head of the Leng Xue police.

The sun was setting in the west, the sky was dim, and the lights in the courtyard reflected the green eyes of the young head of the police.

He said, "I'm here to see the guest in your house."

The servant who opened the door was confused: "You, you are..."

Leng Xue raised the waist badge representing the head of the Six Gates police with an expressionless face. The servant was startled and hurriedly said, "Let me report to the master, please wait a moment--"

Before he finished speaking, a scream came from the courtyard. Leng Xue frowned, and regardless of the servant's obstruction, he rushed in, crossed the corridor, climbed over the wall, and jumped into the courtyard.

Dark clouds covered the moon, and the air was filled with a thick bloody smell. Leng Xue saw a corpse lying on the ground with its eyes open.

The corpse belonged to the man Leng Xue had seen at the gate during the day, and he was also a wanted criminal he had been tracking and observing for a long time.

This man had sneaked into a sect to steal the secret manual, destroyed the sect, and returned to the bandit den to be his own thief boss. He was an unforgivable evil man.

A pool of scarlet blood spread under the body. The people standing beside the body silently moved away to avoid getting their boots stained by blood.

Lengxue stared at the killer who had interfered.

The other party was dressed in black, and the lower half of his face was covered tightly with a black mask, revealing a pair of round eyes as bright as black pearls.

The two looked at each other.

The killer spoke first: "You are the cold-blooded head of the police."

Even though the lower half of his face was covered by the mask, his voice sounded very young, his tone was steady, and inexplicably revealed a sense of friendliness.

Lengxue held his sword tightly, feeling distressed by the current situation. The uninvited guest in front of him had no intention of killing him, but his target was indeed killed by this uninvited guest.

"You have a pair of green eyes, you must be the cold-blooded captain."

The cold-blooded captain was in deep thought, but the second disciple's part had to continue.

Wu Du did not wait for a response, hesitated for a moment, and continued his speech, "Someone hired me to kill him and asked me to bring his head back. Are you... willing to leave his head to me?"

"No." Leng Xue answered quickly, "Who hired you?"

"..." Wu Du looked at him, his round eyes full of confusion, "No killer will reveal the information of the employer... It is enough for you to know that it was his enemy who hired me to kill him."

Bu Zao felt that this dialogue, which accounted for 70% of his speech, was a bit subtle. He swore that he definitely did not look at Leng Xue with a fool's eye, but Leng Xue's expression seemed that he did so.

Leng Xue stared at the killer in front of him. The man's attitude could be described as friendly, but this was the strangest thing - he killed his target and still stood here waiting for his arrival, and even knew his name...

"How did you know he was here?"

This was the most puzzling thing for Leng Xue. Even for him, it took a long time to confirm the identity of the dead man on the ground.

"Have you heard of the "Wanwu Building"?" Wu Du replied with a rhetorical question, "They provided the information. It's very comprehensive and saved me a lot of trouble."

Bu Zao chose to use the second disciple's vest to advertise the eldest disciple's business.

[The system expressed appreciation for the player's business acumen.]

Leng Xue had indeed heard of the "Wanwu Building". Over the past year, every corner of the world has been talking about this organization, and there is no commission they cannot complete.

But why would the killer be so honest about the source of the information ?

Leng Xue stared at the killer in front of him with suspicion.

"So are you willing to let me take his head?" Wu Du asked, pulling out a short machete with a cold glow from his back.

Leng Xue: "...I said I don't want to."

He should have said it once before.

Wu Du said politely: "I know you won't want to even if I ask you for the third time, so I won't ask."

As he spoke, he raised his sword and Leng Xue also stabbed from bottom to top, trying to knock down Wu Du's sword.

But Wu Du's sword was faster than his sword, and he cut off the head neatly, threw it into the basket beside him, and quickly retreated.

Leng Xue's sword cut through his sleeves, and a piece of black clothes fell to the ground.

There was also a splash of blood on the ground.

Leng Xue stared at the headless corpse on the ground, and looked at the killer, and found that he was wiping the blood on the back of his hand with new clothes that were originally placed on the table.

He frowned and wiped it very carefully.

"Dirty." Wu Du said to Leng Xue, his tone was friendly, which made Leng Xue feel strange, "Don't you think so?"

Leng Xue: "..."

The basket was padded with straw rags, so the head would not bleed after falling into it. Bu Zao had to report to his employer as soon as possible, and had no time to waste with the cold-blooded captain, so he threw away his clothes, picked up the basket, nodded to Leng Xue, and said:

"Please don't hate me, I just collect money and do things."

After saying that, he immediately went out of the window. Leng Xue chased him in time, but was hit hard by the window sash that bounced back - Wu Du set a small mechanism at the window to stop Leng Xue's pursuit.

"Leave your name!"

Leng Xue shouted loudly while chopping the window sash with his sword.

Wu Du slowed down his steps, stood on the roof and looked back. Behind him, dark clouds covered the moon, and fragmented moonlight poured down from the gaps.

His bright round eyes stared at Leng Xue, and his voice rang in Leng Xue's ears.

"Wu Du." The uninvited guest said politely, "Crow's crow, ferry's ferry."

When Leng Xue broke through the window, the dark clouds dispersed, the full moon hung high, and there was no one on the roof.

Leng Xue went back to the house with a cold face to settle accounts with the owner of the house. Those who dared to associate with the wanted criminal were either bad or had evil intentions.

It didn't matter if the damned died, but Wu Du's words and deeds confused the young captain.

- For example, he felt that the blood was dirty but he still came to kill people.