"I heard that the master is gone, I'll come and see how the machine is doing." Kou Dan said, she sat down in front of Mr. Yu, took out a piece of silk from her bosom, and wiped a cup carefully , poured himself a glass of water.

She is middle-aged, and her once plump cheeks sag slightly. When she smiles, there are lines at the corners of her eyes that cannot be concealed, but she still has a different kind of beauty - not the natural beauty of girls, nor the feather coat class. The scorching beauty of Mrs. Nishang, her facial features are not flawless, but when she looks over with a faint smile, it is difficult for others not to be sucked into her eyes, from the pupil to the outside, her eyes It seems to be composed of layers of secrets, which are indescribably mysterious and moving.

Old Yu's eyes slowly fell on the silk she had used, and Kou Dan immediately understood, and neatly folded the silk into a small square and placed it at the corner of the table.

On the contrary, Lao Yu was tortured all day long by the casual boss Li and Zhou Fei who was deliberately making trouble. He was a little bit unaccustomed to others following him, and Lao Yu coughed a little embarrassedly, and said, "I actually didn't. So many things, you can do it yourself."

"Don't dare," Kou Dan said with a smile, "in our line of work, licking blood on the tip of a knife, each has its own paranoia and weirdness. This little paranoia is like the common people who encounter difficulties and ask God to worship Buddha. The sustenance of others. It’s not surprising that others don’t know, how can a niece follow outsiders and be ignorant?”

Yu Lao's eyes swept across her bright red nails, and there was a rare miserable smile on his face. He put down his two crossed legs, withdrew his five-hearted posture, and nodded with some emotion. : "I haven't lived that kind of life for many years. Since Mingfenglou retired from the forty-eight villages, it has been no different from washing hands in a golden basin. Now I'm just an idler watching the fish pond, and these old problems can't be changed for a while. No need to acquiesce.”

As he spoke, he reluctantly suppressed the force in his throat, and deliberately reached out to disrupt the positions of several cups on the table.

Kou Dan saw his stubborn expression, shook his head and smiled, and then started to put the cup in order again: "Uncle, the country is easy to change, but the book is difficult to change, why do you make it difficult for yourself? I'm not an outsider."

Yu Lao paused, looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile, and asked, "If you're not an outsider, how can you learn to speak to your uncle?"

Kou Dan seemed to be a little embarrassed, his eyelids drooped slightly: "Uncle Shi - I call you Uncle Shi, the master is also called Uncle Shi because you are the same as the old village owner. In this way, I am taking advantage of it. But I sometimes think that people like us are not the same as people like the big bosses. They live in the blue sky and the sun, and we live in the dark night, sneaking without a trace, and we are all out of tune with each other. Why do you have to stick to one place?"

Yu Lao smiled and said, "Young man, when you hear the sound of the waves outside, you can't stand your loneliness."

Kou Dan licked the corner of his mouth lightly, and whispered meaningfully: "Uncle Master, have you ever heard that assassins say 'avoiding trouble', for assassins, the more chaotic the world, the better. Isn't it? When you and my master had to retire to the forty-eight villages with the old village master, my niece had doubts - the knife has been kept for a long time, but it will rust."

Yu Lao nodded, noncommittal: "Yes, the decision to retire was made by me and your master. Now your master is gone. After so many years, you are the owner of this Mingfeng Tower. What do you want, I will also I won't be involved too much, if Mingfeng really wants to leave the forty-eight villages and start his own business, it's not difficult, Li Da's family has always stayed at will, it's really not possible, when she comes back, I'll tell her for you."

The smile on Kou Dan's face remained unchanged, and his voice was sweet, almost with a hint of coquettishness. I know that's not what my niece asked about."

Yu Lao looked at her, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually subsided, and his drooping cheeks looked a little stern for a moment.

Kou Dan stretched out her slender and long fingers, and saw a small water ripple mark on the nail of her thumb, which was printed when Kou Dan's flower juice was empty: "This is the one my master didn't let anyone touch when he was alive. His private seal, the old man never told me what it was, uncle, I also know that there is more than one person in the world who has this seal, but you are all secretive. And this seal has..."

"Kou Dan," Yu Laojie interrupted her, and said coldly, "If you want to go, leave. If you dare to mention the water ripple, don't blame me for turning your face on you."

Kou Dan was taken aback: "Uncle Shi, I..."

Yu Lao stood up and opened the door: "It's good to lead the machine, you've seen it, even if Beidou came in person, he could cut them into slices, it's getting late, let's go ."

Kou Dan sighed, bowed his eyebrows and stood up to salute: "Senior nephew is talking too much, so don't blame him."

Yu Lao Mian stood by the door without expression.

Kou Dan glanced at him quickly, as if he was afraid of making him angry, he stepped forward and said softly, "The osmanthus wine made by the disciples this year is good. I will give you two more jars to try someday."

Only then did Lao Yu's expression ease a little, and he nodded at her almost incomprehensibly.

Kou Dan took a step forward again. At this time, a strange smile slowly appeared on her face with her head down, but her voice became softer.

"Since master and uncle decided to stay back then, there must be a reason, and they will definitely not harm us. Since we can't say it, I won't ask. My niece will wipe the nails when I go back. Master's relics, I will also... "

When she said the first half of the sentence, Yu Lao inevitably recalled the past, sighed vaguely, and his eyes drifted away for a moment. But it was just such a moment of distraction, as if Kou Dan wanted to reach out to help him, Xianxiu's palm was attached to Yu Lao's waist—

The next moment, Old Yu was shocked and swept out with a palm of his hand.

However, Kou Dan seemed to be prepared, he made a few spins with his feet flutteringly, and ducked two feet away unscathed. Her fingertips flashed with a small needle of cow hair with a faint blue light, and she took in her own voice in a leisurely manner: "...keep it well."

The world's top assassins attacked extremely ruthlessly, leaving no room for silence. Seeing that the poisonous blood sealing the throat, one nailed into the blood vessel, and the other nailed into the meridian. A palm instantly accelerated the poisonous hair, and in the blink of an eye, the black gas had already filled his face. He stared at the woman who was still laughing with him in disbelief. He wanted to say something, but was startled that his tongue was numb. , his limbs trembled uncontrollably.

Kou Dan tilted his head slightly, a slight smile appeared in the corners of his eyes, and said softly: "A man like Uncle who has been silent in a cold river for twenty years, if you don't want to say anything, you won't say it, this is a measure of your nephew. Also, presumably the secret of the sea and the sky can't be obtained from you, so I won't ask."

In an instant, Yu Lao's face was pale, his whole body was stiff, and he could clearly feel that starting from his waist and abdomen, his body was dying bit by bit.

Kou Dan stepped forward, like a filial junior, "helped" Lao Lao, helped him to a chair, and made a meditation posture for him, and then stood respectfully to the side.

The wind on the river is getting stronger and stronger, and the chuī is moving the tangled thread on the water, sometimes making a subtle beeping sound. The two people in the pavilion are sitting and standing, each silently, as if a pair of people are frozen in the night. painting.

Finally, the old man twitched very slightly, stuck in his throat with one breath, and slowly opened his turbid pupils.

Kou Dan methodically inspected his heart, neck, and neck, and determined that the person was no longer alive, so he pulled out a long needle from his arms and wedged it into Lao Yu's Tianling cover, as if to seal the possibility of him cheating.

Then she took a step back orderly, gave Yu Lao a kowtow, and said, "Uncle Master, if you have a spirit in heaven and meet my master, don't forget to say hello to him and me. It's fine for the old man to retire by himself. Now, in order to keep the blueprints of the forty-eight villages from falling into the hands of others, I worked tirelessly to get me back ten years ago. I finally found a nice man, and I wanted to be an upright man, but it was all destroyed by his old man's hands. Go on. Well, since this is the case, the niece has to come back to be a ghost, and it can be considered that he will live up to his old man's trust, don't you think?"

Of course it was impossible for the dead to answer her again, Kou Dan smiled lightly, his long sleeves swept away the dust on his body, turned and pushed away a wall of the Jiangxin Pavilion, the huge and intricate hearts that were pulling the machine in the water were all in it, she seemed to be picking Just like the makeup, he moved it a few times, and the machine in the Ximo River let out a deep sigh and slowly sank into the dark and boundless water.

This ferocious and vicious dog fell asleep silently.

In the dark night, the shadows that had been lurking for a long time jumped down from both sides of the Ximo River. Kou Dan let out a sigh of relief. She had been waiting for this day for a long time—if it wasn't for Li Jinrong's ignorance, If you have to come out and accept the Wu family, "over there" may not be willing to give up their blood to move this solid forty-eight village.

She raised her head and smiled at the rope hanging down from the visible stone walls on both sides—

Having said that, in the wind and rain, a corner of the peach garden, can it really last for a long time?

That would be too naive.

At this time, in the small town down the mountain, Xie Yun opened the window that had been blown by the wind again, squinting his eyes and looking at the direction of the forty-eight villages from a distance, turned his head and asked Zhou Fei: "Every day in your village, people come and go. , patrolling the mountains everywhere, are the birds so easily frightened?"

His voice fell, and another flock of birds rose up into the sky, migrating birds circling in the sky like migratory birds, and the shrill sound of birdsong came from far away.

Zhou Fei subconsciously clasped Wangchūn Mountain around her waist.

At this moment, the lights of several sentries went out one after another, and the Forty-Eight Villages not far away were suddenly pitch black. There was only a shadow left in the night. Zhou Fei couldn't help holding her breath.

Xie Yun turned his ears slightly and murmured, "Is it the sound of the wind or..."

Zhou Fei stopped him immediately: "Shh—"

The distant wind pierced through the mountains and dense forests, and it was already very sharp, and one had to distinguish it carefully to hear a faint whistle.

Although Zhou Fei didn't know the reason, her heart suddenly jumped like hysterical hysteria, and a cold sweat broke out on her palms. She turned around and ran upstairs to smash the door of Ma Jili's guest room.

Those who are qualified to escort Li Yan, in addition to winning Li Jinrong's trust, naturally have their own abilities.

Although Ma Jili was woken up by Zhou Fei in the middle of the night and still smelled of alcohol from a drink, she immediately woke up after listening to her explanation in a few words.

Except for Li Yan who was still rubbing her eyes in an unknown situation, even Wu Chuchu was alarmed and alarmed.

"Put things down first," Ma Jili ordered one of the accompanying people to stay and look after the horse's luggage, and then said, "The others will leave immediately with me."

Zhou Fei finally hesitated for a moment, and for the first time put forward her opinion in front of Ma Jili: "Uncle Ma, Chu Chu and Ayan..."

Her voice fell, and Wu Chuchu's slightly pleading gaze fell on her. Wu Chuchu thought for many times that she was used to the life of running away late at night. Maybe the few months since she met Ma Jili and others in Shaoyang was too safe. She was unavoidably panicking in the sudden situation again, and instinctively hoped to go with Zhou Fei.

Zhou Fei understood what she meant and hesitated for a while.

Ma Jili said decisively: "Follow me, the boss ordered me to escort Ayan, and I have to stay on the road. If something really happens in the village, the town may not be safe. Is the horse ready? Everyone, hurry up. point!"

Zhou Fei vaguely felt that something was wrong, but she also admitted that Ma Jili had a point. In Huarong City at that time, didn't she also feel that the inn where Senior Brother Chenfei and the others were staying was impregnable?

But what happened afterward?

Zhou Fei has no objection, and Li Yan and Wu Chuchu will not have any. Xie Yun is an outsider who is inconvenient to speak. He frowned and took out a small box of silver needles from his arms while others were not paying attention, and put it on his cuff. .

At a very momentary time, they didn't care whether the brand name brand that entered the mountain had been checked, and the group quickly hurried to the direction of Forty-eight Village, and ran to the bottom of the mountain non-stop.

It was now close to midnight.

Zhou Fei's heart sank—there was no one at the guard post on the first floor!

☆、Chapter 76 Rebellion

Ma Jili stretched out his hand to stop Zhou Fei, who was about to rush up: "What are you rash, be careful!"

He said, cautiously raising the long sword in his hand, and winking at the others.

The disciples stepped forward well-trained, spread out and searched the spot for a while while watching and helping each other. Suddenly, someone shouted, "Director Ma!"

Ma Jili took someone over to take a look, and saw that the first iron gate of the sentry seemed to be closed, but it was not closed tightly. Throat, except for the fatal wound, it is almost unremarkable, and it is impossible to tell which swordsmanship it is.

Ma Jili took a step forward with a sullen face, stretched out his hand to probe the dead man, and said in a low voice, "No resistance, no other injuries, the body is still hot."

If it was in the past, Zhou Fei would definitely not be able to hear what he meant, but after returning from the mountain for half a year, she could understand Ma Jili's implication in the blink of an eye - the murderer was probably her own in the Forty-eight Villages, and there was no go far.

Could this be... the second civil unrest in the Forty-eight Villages?

Shocked by the cold dew in the night wind, Li Yan shivered, and a pimple appeared on her back. She couldn't help but take a step back, stepping on a tree branch, "Pacha. "A sound.

Ma Jili was startled by this movement, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and turned to look at Li Yan.

Li Yan took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "Yes... I'm sorry..."

Ma Jili looked at Li Yan and sighed, her expression softened, and then seemed to hesitate for a while, he turned to Zhou Fei and said, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have brought them here, A Fei, I will give you a few people, you bring the guests and Sister, hide away as soon as possible, you can..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Yan suddenly jumped up like a frightened rabbit and ran to his side.

Except for Wu Chuchu, everyone present was not weak, and immediately heard the cluttered footsteps in the distance.

Everyone immediately became alert, and Ma Jili instinctively protected Li Yan behind him. At this moment, the person who came out of breath appeared out of breath and said, "Who, who is coming? How dare you trespass forty-eighth Zhai... um? Director Ma, didn't you go to Jinling, why did you come back so soon?"

As soon as these words came out, Li Yan breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest hard. Although everyone did not put down their guard, they relaxed a little. Only Ma Jili's back was still tense, and the sword was tightly clasped in his hand.

Zhou Fei narrowed her eyes and looked at the young night patrol disciple, and asked softly, "Which sect does this belong to?"