Sealing Sword Chapter 34: Imprint

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Huanghua Alley in the south of the city is an ordinary alley in Jiangjun Town. There are no wine shops and tea houses in the front, and no silk shops in the back. There are only some old earthen walls and tiled houses with a dozen families living in it. It's just that there have been frequent wars in the past few years, and a lot of people in the town have left. There are only two or three widows left in this alley. The yard that is the most reliable is where Mr. Shen lives.

I heard that Mr. Shen is close to sixtieth birthday, but he has a strong body and good spirits. He has lived here for more than half a year. Although he doesn't go out often, he has a big deal. It's not wrong to ask him for an idea. . It's just that Mr. Shen suddenly suspended classes in the past two days and drove all the children back home, saying that he was going to hug Chao for a rest. Some people brought egg noodles to visit, and they also ate behind closed doors.

Chu Xiwei and Ye Fusheng inquired about the matter, so they ate some meals casually, and took advantage of the dim sky and went into this alley for a few rounds.

In the late autumn, the old tree that climbed out of the Shen’s yard was dying in the cold wind, and the yellow leaves fell all over the ground, and no one was cleaning it. A thin crow stopped on the tree. On the branch, it is not shocked to see strangers, and opening your mouth is a mourning.

Chu Xiwei smiled suddenly, and said to Ye Fusheng: "I heard the crow cry as soon as I came here, it's very unlucky."

Ye Fusheng raised his eyebrows: "Are you still afraid of crows?"

"I have seen more crows over the years, it's nothing unusual, but..." After a pause, the corner of Chu Xi's lips curled up, "Every time I see a crow, I will meet a dead person."

The two looked at each other, Ye Fusheng stepped forward and patted the door. He didn't see him pinching his throat. His voice pretended to be feminine, and said anxiously: "Is Mr. Shen here? My girl said he came to you to ask. But it’s too early, she hasn’t come back yet, has your husband seen it?"

The door was locked from the inside. Ye Fusheng took a few shots and saw no movement. The internal force attached to the door and pushed it, and the horizontally inserted door bolt broke from it. Fortunately, although it was blue and white, there was nothing in this alley. Human traces will avoid the end of being a thief.

As soon as the door opened a gap, Chu Xiwei stepped forward, grabbing Ye Fusheng and turning to avoid him, only to see a row of steel needles shoot out from the gap in the door, almost rubbing the corners of their clothes. On the opposite side of the stone wall, steel needles sank all the way into it. I don't know what was quenched on it, and it could corrode the surrounding stones into finger-sized holes!

Chu Xi twisted his eyebrows, let go of Ye Fusheng and walked to the door again. Ye Fusheng shrugged, took out a kerchief, slapped his palm on the wall, and a steel needle was shaken out. He took the handkerchief. I picked it up and found that this needle is no different from what ordinary people use to sack sacks, except that there is a triangular barb at the tip. If it is hit on a person, even if it is not poisoned, it must be torn off even if the belt is not meat. It is very insidious.

His eyes condensed, Ye Fusheng wrapped the needle and put it in the girdle, only to see that Chu Xiwei had already entered the door, and followed him. As soon as he entered, he smelled a **** smell. , Accompanied by a faint smell of medicine.

The yard should have been washed soon, because the weather was cold and wet, and there was still water vapor on the ground. However, Ye Fusheng caught a glimpse of the red color that cannot be washed away in the cracks of the stone bricks, which is formed after blood seepage and condensation. Mark of.

Vague blood hovering on the floor tiles, Chu Xi frowned slightly, catching the smell of medicine coming out of the house, the door was closed tightly, not knowing what was going on inside.

He stretched out his hand to push the door, but Ye Fusheng grabbed it and motioned him to look down——On the bottom of the threshold, there was an inconspicuous engraving like a barb. If you make a mistake, I’m afraid it’s just a Ordinary scratches.

Seeing this trace, Chu Xiwei's face turned dark, and she turned her head quickly, and she saw Ye Fusheng's sinking expression.

Ye Fusheng took out the steel needle wrapped in a handkerchief, spread Chu Xiwei's left hand, and wrote in the palm of his palm: "The lancet, the ecstasy... are the mark of the'Shadow Guard'." /

The shadow guard directly under the emperor, the emperor's heart is directed, and the blade is pointed.

Ye Fusheng escaped in the Battle of the Frightening Pass, but the identity of the leader of the shadow guard was finally settled, but he knew well that Xie Wuyi died for him and could not hide from him. The deep Northern Barbarian enemy army absolutely couldn't hide from the Shadow Guard who collected his body, let alone...Chu Ziyu.

On the way here, I had a few talks with Chu Xiwei. The other party was full of anger at his previous "death". Ye Fusheng speculated from it that Chu Ziyu knew that he was not dead, but chose to hide it for him.

However, now that Chu Ziyu wants to revive Ruan Feiyu, he will definitely attract the eyes and ears of all interested parties who oppose the new law and its party members. For the sake of safety, he has made a big announcement to divert attention from the world, while privately sent shadow guards come to respond, light and dark respond , Is the appropriate means.

It's just that there have never been a lot of extravagant things in this world.

Chu Xiwei has no affection for emperor dogs like Liying Guard, even to the point of disgust, especially not like seeing Ye Fusheng get involved with them. This person has been an eagle dog there for ten years, which reminds him often It's like a knuckle in the throat, I can't wait for the two to have no intersection.

On the other hand, I don't follow people's wishes.

Fortunately, he quickly reduced his emotions, suppressed the restless qi in his chest, and took a step back. Ye Fusheng patted him on the shoulder, but he was hidden away. He was a little lost inexplicably, so he turned around. The door knocked five times on the face, threefold and two lightness. At the end, he whispered, like a hoarse bird.

There was a rustling movement from the door, and an old voice sounded: "Who?"

Ye Fusheng said: "The autumn wind is so cold that it is hard for the tired bird to return to the nest, kind people, take a stove to warm it up in the winter."

Shadow Guard’s joint codes at four o'clock in the year are different. Ye Fusheng spoke according to the current season. After two seconds of silence in the room, the sound of footsteps slowly approached, and the person inside lifted the latch and moved the original. The box chair behind the door opened the door.

The door opening was an old man, tall and thin, no rickets, dressed in a white-washed robe and old shirt, and his gray hair was neatly pinned up, and his face with traces of oldness had already appeared, and his face looked like An old talent suffering from the cold, with the lingering vicissitudes of life.

He probably has poor eyes. He couldn't help squinting his eyes when he was looking at people. He still held his hand on the door and didn't speak. He just looked at these two uninvited guests.

An ordinary old man, Ye Fusheng was familiar with this face.

Nanru Ruan Feiyu, no matter in the court are so poor and unlucky, but once he gets serious, he is strategizing, pointing the world and turning his palms.

He tugged at Chu Xiwei's sleeves calmly, and said lightly to the old man: "I two are from the camp of Ganzi. The master asked us to come and meet the adults."

In order to facilitate the management of the shadow guard, eight camps were set up according to the name of the gossip. Among them, the Ganzi camp was secretly dispatched by the emperor and the leader, and the other seven camps did not know much about it, which is suitable for the moment.

Ye Fusheng lost his commanding token, but the tattoo of the shadow guard was still there. He pretended not to see Chu Xi's cold face, rolled up his left sleeve, and there was a black geese on his pale arm. fly.

"Thanks for a hard trip, it came just right." The old man saw the tattoos, his face was a little awkward, and he let them through the door. Then he saw the smoke and fire in the room, and the black pot was boiling on the small stove. The decoction, mixed with the stench in the air, is really unpleasant.

This room is not big. In addition to the old man, there is a person lying on the bed. He is dressed in black and has a face mask. It is the shadow guard's nocturnal dress, but the eyes that are exposed at the moment are closed tightly. , I'm dying when I look at it.

Ye Fusheng asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

"This action leaked the wind. When they came last night, they were followed by their tails. Although they were killed in time, the two shadow guards died and the other injured. Instead of running away and getting robbed, I should This is just watching the changes." The old man said lightly, his eyes glanced past him, "Fortunately, you came quickly, but the dark guest who attacked us doesn't know where to come, and you are alone, and I am afraid that it will hang."

Hearing this, Ye Fusheng's face changed drastically, and he thought about it in a hurry, "I don't know that something has happened here. I will **** the adults out of this place, and then try to get in touch."

"Alright, but his injury is serious. I lack medical care and medicine. I don't know if you can bring emergency things?" The old man could take it away after hearing it, but he didn't see much joy. He only pointed to the injured person on the couch, his eyes Anxious in the air.

Seeing this, Ye Fusheng's cold face softened a little, and said: "There are some gold sore medicines. Give him some medicine. Please let me go."

The old man retired behind him, Ye Fusheng took out a pinky-long porcelain bottle from his shirt, pulled the cloth seal and went to the man's clothes to check the wound.

Ye Fusheng’s hand touched his wrist, and at this moment, the person who had been "fainted" suddenly opened his eyes, and the bedding covering him was lifted, obscuring Ye Fusheng’s vision, and the right hand against the wall turned out to be Holding a dagger, he stabbed his chest while taking advantage of the gap, but Ye Fusheng's hand was still tightly grasped by him!

At the same time, the old man with a sour face suddenly moved, and his turbid eyes suddenly burst into light, and a sword stab slipped from his sleeve, poking Chu Xiwei's dantian!

With a muffled hum, the blade pierced into the flesh, and Ye Fusheng didn’t see how Ye Fusheng moved, and the bedding covering him was turned over and twisted, entangled the man’s arm with the knife, and the dagger pierced out, but Li Ye Fusheng’s chest When only an inch was less than an inch, Ye Fusheng spotted his wrist vein, took the blade and stabbed it back.

He didn't even look at it, his hands were rare and merciless, the dagger pierced the man's neck, blood splashed on the bedding, and immediately fell a deadly corpse.

"Pretending to sleep hard before death, why not sleep after death?" Ye Fusheng shook his head, turned to look at Chu Xiwei, and said, "Ayao, respect the old and love the young!"

Chu Xi snorted coldly. Just now, the old man thought the attack would be tenable. He didn't expect Chu Xiweisheng to hold his wrist. If he could react in the future, his right hand was a heart-piercing drama. Pain-starting from the wrist being held, the meridians are broken by the internal force!

The old man was trembling with pain, but there was no cold sweat on his face. Ye Fusheng tugged on his face with a finger, and then tore off a delicate human skin mask. The face below was clearly a mature man.

This person is so hated: "You guys..."

"I ask you one sentence, you answer one sentence, otherwise..." Chu Xiwei's expression remained unchanged, but she was chewing a gloomy smell when she spoke. This person was about to gritted her teeth when she saw it, but she was slapped half-hearted. Zhang's face was swollen, and several teeth spit out mixed with blood.

Ye Fusheng glanced at the poison sac in one of the teeth, and praised Chu Xiwei: "I am very pleased with my eyesight and quick hands."

"If you don't make it clear, am I going to let you die?" Chu Xiwei ignored him, looking condescendingly at the people struggling on the ground, with a calm tone, "Who are you?"