This page looks best with JavaScript enabled
page 154
After meditating in the room for less than an hour, Mu Xiyun heard Su Yanjun next door get up to wash up. Jun Zijian lived a very regular life. He did not miss a day of meditation and practice, and he often invited Mu Xiyuan to fight with him.
The two moved their muscles and bones in the hospital, but they heard a sudden "dong" sound in the side room.
When a few people rushed to the side room, they saw that the black-robed assassin had woken up at some point, but his face was ashen at the moment, his hands and feet were twitching, and the sound just now caused him to fall off the bed.
Mu Xiyun helped Huang Zelin. The two flattened the assassin, only to see the man foaming at the mouth and twitching all over his body. After feeding a few pills to no avail, Huang Zelin shook his head.
In less than a stick of incense, the assassin died.
Huang Zelin took out the silver needle, carefully inspected the corpse, and turned around and said to several people: "It seems that the delayed-onset poison was taken beforehand. Death."
This is also an important means for the killer organization to control its killers and prevent them from defecting.
Everyone present is a bright and upright generation, how can they think of this level in advance.
Su Yanjun shook his head, greeted a few young people, and planned to carry the man out and bury him in the back mountain.
Gu Qingqiao and Qin Le, headed to the assassin, lifted the assassin and took two steps when a sudden ding sounded, and something fell from the assassin.
Mu Xiyun picked it up and saw that it was a dark token that seemed to be made of black iron. Strangely, there is neither text nor pattern on the token, it is pitch black. After looking over and over again, he didn't find it, and Mu Xiyun didn't care too much, and put it into the Qiankun bag.
Several people came to the back mountain and buried the assassin. Qin Le, who had planned to go to the hot springs again, was in no mood at the moment. A few people silently returned to the small courtyard to pack up their belongings and then prepared to go down the mountain.
After saying goodbye to the beautiful hot spring courtyard, Qin Le was still a little reluctant, and looked back at the waterfall again and again. But Mu Xiyun and Gu Qingqiao, who knew what had happened here, were full of doubts.
Gu Qingqiao saw that Mu Xiyuan had a gloomy expression, so he leaned over and deliberately teased: "Are you reluctant to leave? After a lot of things, let's build a small building here and go to the hot spring every day, okay?"
A blush appeared on Mu Xiyun's face, obviously remembering what happened in the hot spring yesterday, and glared at him quietly.
Gu Qingqiao's heart swayed, and he looked at his slightly embarrassed appearance with a smile. He just felt that no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see enough, but because so many people were present, he didn't dare to make trouble, so he secretly pulled Mu Xiyuan's sleeve. touch his hand.
"Cough," Huang Zelin coughed lightly behind the two of them. Mu Xiyun immediately turned his head, stretched out his hand to support the old man, and accompanied him down the mountain slowly.
Walking through the plank road, the horses of several people were still grazing not far away, and they were affectionate when they saw the owner, and they all approached.
A few people went back to the inn where the carriages were kept, Su Yanjun was checking out at the counter, and suddenly there was a thunderous sound of horse hoofs on the official road.
The author has something to say:
Author: How are you feeling today?
Huang Zelin: feel much more relaxed after talking to child clearly.
Author: But I see that your spirit is not very good.
Huang Zelin: Your cabbage was arched by a pig, will you be in a good mood?
Ancient Qingqiao: …
Chapter 82
With the sound of horses' hooves, the leader of the knight, dressed in a moon-white peony embroidered robe, with a long sword on his waist, and with a dozen followers, came from afar with a bang, raising dust in the sky.
An old man was squatting on the side of the road selling vegetables, and when he heard the roar of the horse's hooves, he planned to pack up the vegetable stall to avoid, but the white knight's horse was extremely fast, and he was in front of him in an instant. Seeing that the horse's hoof was about to step on his aged body, everyone around him exclaimed in surprise. Suddenly, a white light flashed, and Mu Xiyuan rushed to the edge of the road, pulling the old man away.
The leading horse was startled and stood up with a long neigh.
The rider on the horse hurriedly tightened the reins and pressed it tightly against the horse's neck. After several struggles, he managed to make the horse stand still, and he almost fell to the ground.
The riders in white behind them hurriedly slowed down and stopped, shouting and cursing at the old man and Mu Xiyun.
The old man stood tremblingly on the ground, looking at the vegetable basket that was kicked away and wanted to cry without tears. Mu Xiyun pulled the old man to comfort him with kind words.
Several followers saw that one was a trembling old man, and the other was a soft and thin young man. The two of them did not intend to resist at all, and they were even more arrogant.
The leading young man managed to stabilize his horse and looked at the two with a violent face, but was slightly taken aback.
Beside the distressed old man, the young man in white clothes lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly, but in the sun, his dark hair and beautiful outline made him lose his mind for a moment, and he just wanted to lift his delicate chin and take a look. What a stunning.
For a time, the color of the heart suddenly rose. He waved his sleeves, turned over and dismounted from the horse, and reached out his hand to stroke Mu Xiyun's side face.
He didn't see how the other party dodged, and the young man in white grabbed an empty hand. Then, he only felt a force pushing him in the direction of the action. This force was very precise, just when his front force was exhausted and his force was not generated. He only felt a numbness in his right arm, and his body involuntarily threw forward, and then his knees softened, and he knelt down.
This set of actions seems to be intentional. It's just that this kneeling is solid, like a child greeting the New Year, and his knees hit the hard official road with a "pop".
The entourage behind him were dumbfounded for a while.
Mu Xiyun turned to the side, avoiding the other party's big gift, and looked up at the other side of the official road. Gu Qingqiao threw a few small stones in his hand and leaned against the big tree opposite with a sneer on his face.
Mu Xiyun shook his head and chuckled, took out a few taels of silver and handed it to the old man, leading him away. didn't even look at the white knight from the beginning to the end.
The onlookers talked a lot: "Who is that? Look at the clothes on him, is it the young master of Baihuagu?"
"You don't know, that's Luo Zifeng, the young master of the second room of Baihua Valley. I heard that his mother is the valley owner's favorite concubine, and she has been arrogant since she was a child!"