Nightwatcher Chapter 75: Gun intent
Jiaofang Division, Yingmei Xiaoge.
Xu Qi'an sits lazily leaning against Jinta, and the waiter's clothes hang on the back of the chair.
In the spacious interior, six maiko dances gracefully, under the thin gauze skirt, the slender waist is swinging.
Behind Xu Qi'an, a maid was rubbing his shoulders, and his leg was placed in the arms of another maid, making her squeeze the leg.
The Oiran lady wore a gorgeous and complicated long dress, with her head slightly hanging down, she concentrated on playing the piano.
occasionally looked up at Xu Qi'an who was reluctant to think about it.
After a stick of incense, the sound of the piano disappeared, and the maikos exited the house. The fragrance rose up and cleans their hands in the copper basin. They complained: "Young Master Yang is actually playing guards."
"Is it disappointing you?" Xu Qi'an lowered his head to play with his fingers, and replied casually.
The Oiran lady carried her skirt on the couch, sat on him, pressed her strong chest muscles with her hands, smiling charmingly: "I like..."
Xu Qi'an turned around and came to Jiaofang Division mainly because of the close distance. It was definitely not because Goulan would cost a lot of money to eat and listen to music, and here, Fuxiang gave him free.
"How did I know about the content of the chat with the Jiu? No. 3 fragment was blocked, so it was unable to receive messages from other fragment holders, but other holders could see it? This book is ancient The version of the QQ group is not..."
"I knew that after dripping the blood recognized the Lord, I would add friends one by one... I was a little scared at the time, I just wanted to put this hot potato away..."
"Heaven and Earth Hui and Dizong seem to be related.....The sect is split?"
Xu Qi'an's thoughts were interrupted, and he frowned and glanced at the oiran who sat on his waist, twisted his hips, with a beautiful face with a spring mood, implicitly teasing him.
She has a pair of lovely peach eyes.
"If you move randomly, the soft seat will become a socket." Xu Qi'an said unhappy.
A few minutes later, the maids who were guarding the outer room heard Jinta's "creaking" sound, and the intermittent gasping of the lady who tried her best to endure.
"Oh, the daylight starts."
"Let's go first, I guess it will be dusk."
.....
Guiyue Tower, between Luanfeng and Mingya.
A man in a black outfit, with a knife in one hand, sat upright at the round table.
The man in black has a two-finger scar on his cheek, triangular eyes, and a fierce light flashes in his light brown pupils.
gives people the feeling of a lunatic lunatic, as if if they don’t agree, they will draw their swords and hack people.
He is a death row prisoner who beats the government's yamen. His name was sketched by the current sage, and his sentence will be after next autumn.
Today, a Jin gong was suddenly brought up from the death row. The Jin gong told him that he only needs to complete a task satisfactorily before he can be released into the rivers and lakes and find someone to replace his death row.
The word has a high credibility. The list outlined by the Holy Spirit usually means that there is no doubt about death and no pardon. Find someone to replace is the correct operation.
This kind of "redeeming the merits" transaction is not uncommon in people's yamen. Before he was caught, he had heard seniors from Jianghu said.
His mission is very simple, just make a deal.
But the man in black knows that there must be a great danger hidden in it. Otherwise, with such a simple transaction, why bother to find a death row?
The man in black accepted this task for two reasons: First, it is simply death, it is better to have a chance. Second, this is the Guiyue Tower in the inner city, one of the most prosperous areas.
and other idlers dare not make trouble in such a place.
At this time, he heard two "beep" sounds from the door of Yama.
"The door is unlocked, come in!" The man in black replied in a low voice.
The door of the elegant room was pushed open, and a man dressed as a quack walked in, dressed in a gray robe, half of his face hidden in a hood, the lower half of his face was bare, and there was a layer on the lower jaw. Shallow blue beard, just shaved.
Both sides looked at each other vigilantly.
He, just this dress, I will definitely not be able to enter the inner city... 80% of them are secretly replaced after entering the Guiyue Tower... There may be weapons hidden in the robe... The black man is half disdainful Thinking half vigilantly, he heard the cloak rivers and lakes, and asked in a hoarse voice:
"Where's something?"
The man in black stared at him calmly, and said lightly: "I seem to have said that I spent five hundred taels of gold on this mirror."
What kind of mirror is special for five hundred taels of gold...He added something in his heart.
The man in the cloak said "Yeah", put one hand in his arms, and took out a stack of silver notes. The face value of the first silver note was one hundred taels.
Although I knew that these banknotes would definitely be handed in in the end, the wealth was touching. The uncontrollable eyes of the man in black glowed, and his gaze stuck to the thick pile of banknotes.
"Mirror!" The cloak Jianghu guest put the bank note on the table and said hoarsely.
The man in black looked at that side carefully, and didn't see any magical mirror on the table.
The cloak Jianghu Ke slightly raised his head, revealing a pair of sharp eyes, staring at the mirror on the table for a moment:
"Very good, the deal is concluded, we have never seen this door before."
He picked up the mirror, and the black-robed condemned man stretched out his hand to the silver ticket with glowing eyes.
Suddenly, the black-robed condemned person saw the cloak on the left side of the quack swell slightly...not good! His pupils shrank violently as if they were irradiated by strong light. Without thinking, he rolled to his side to avoid possible attacks.
The task is not that simple.....Fortunately, I have always been on guard.....This is a master. I don’t want to fight hard, so I just broke the window and went out. I don’t believe he dare to kill people in the inner city.. .. The thoughts flashed in the mind of the black condemned prisoner.
At this time, he saw where he was sitting, a figure sitting in his head, wearing a strong black suit, with knives in his hands, his neck being flattened by a sharp blade, and the big scar on the bowl was bleeding with blood.
Huh?
A string of question marks appeared in the black-clothed condemned person's heart, and then, his consciousness plunged into endless darkness.
The man in the cloak took the silver ticket back into his arms, chuckled, turned and walked out of the private room.
......
The cloaker left Guiyuelou and rode up the fast horse, leaving the inner city and the outer city at an unhurried speed, and then rushed on the official road, and the horse hoof raised a dusty smoke.
He ran for more than an hour, and a tea shed appeared in front of him with three old tables.
The tea seller is a gray-haired old man. There are no guests at this moment. The old man sits at the table and drinks tea by himself.
The cloaker strangled the horse's rein, and the horse hissed and raised its front hoofs, and stopped in the high-speed gallop.
The man in the cloak tied the horse rein to the wooden stake on the side of the road, glanced left and right, and walked towards the tea shed.
He took out the small jade mirror and offered it with his respectful hands: "Help the Lord, fortunately not insulting your life."
The gray-haired old man took the jade mirror and his voice was low: "You brought back an enemy."
The cloaker was taken aback, and when he could not respond in the future, he saw the old man wave his hand and knock him off.
嘭!
The cloak who flew out happened to collide with a sharp aura and exploded into corpses on the spot.
Blood splattered like ink.
The old man narrowed his eyes and looked towards the end of the official road. A tall and tall figure slowly walked over.
He was at the far end when he appeared, and after a few breaths, he was less than 100 meters away from the old man.
"Yang Yan, you the dog that Wei Qingyi keeps by her side." The old man snorted coldly, "Don't be nosy."
Yang Yan with facial paralysis has no expression on his face: "Just take care of it."
The old man was furious, and when he was out of control, he said sharply: "Then don't blame the poor."
Inspired by his plain clothes, wisps of black smoke overflowed from his body, dancing wildly in the sky, making a stern cry.
Yang Yan frowned: "Di Zong cultivates merits. When will these ghost tricks be used?"
The old man’s face bulged out with black blood vessels like spider webs, his pupils were scarlet, and his devilish energy was dense: "Hey, I will send you to ask Dao Tianzun."
There was a scream in his mouth, and the black smoke rushed towards Yang Yan while screaming strangely.
Yang Yan has no expression on his face, and his left and right hands fist each other.
bang!
The violent air machine centered on him, turning into ripples and spreading, rolling up debris and dust along the way, and finally hit a layer of black film.
The black light in the sky flashed, showing a large array of moist and slippery, like an inverted glass bowl.
"My Hundred Ghost Formation, it is easy to get in, but difficult to get out. Even if you are a martial artist of the fourth rank, you have to live and die here." The old man's voice was hoarse as if he were a devil from hell.
In mid-air, the black smoke scattered by the Yang Yan Qi machine reunited again.
Yang Yan frowned. This formation is completely different from Sitianjian's formation.
Si Tianjian’s formation is based on the power of heaven and earth, and it can exist for a long time. Daomen's formation is arranged by manpower and cannot last long.
This Hundred Ghost Array is very tricky.
In the major cultivation systems, Dao Sect is the leader in the realm of the soul. Daomen Six-Rank Yin God, also known as ghost chase in ancient times, seductive soul at night, dominating all life and death.
The Hundred Ghost Array is a similar method.
Wufu also sharpens the primordial spirit, but only superimposes defenses, which makes the primordial spirit become tough and lacks the means of attack in related fields.
"I heard that the eight grades of Dao Sect are called qi, which can drive magic weapons and summon the sky thunder, so that I can't experience it?" Yang Yan's face was expressionless, and his tone was contemptuous.
"Here's here!" The old man was irritated again, and two ray of blood spurted from his sleeve, like **** lightning.
Yang Yan did not evade, letting two **** lightning strikes.
ding-ding!
The two **** lightnings only split the clothes, and then flew out.
Copper skin and iron bones!
"Why don't you fight back." The old man said angrily, his face covered with cobwebs of black blood vessels was very hideous.
"I'm waiting for my gun." Yang Yan said lightly: "It's here."
's voice fell, and a bright silver meteor pierced the sky.
The moist, thin and slippery gas mask shattered at the sound, and the black smoke "chichi" evaporated where the meteor passed.
"If the formation cannot be broken inside, then attack from the outside." Yang Yan stretched out his hand to hold the spear, a silver spear.
After finishing this sentence, his figure suddenly disappeared, as if he had merged with the spear, stabbing the old man with an unstoppable momentum.
In the blood-colored pupils of the old man, the silver light flashed, unstoppable, unstoppable, that is the intent of a gun that has never been polished~IndoMTL.com~The intent of a fourth-grade martial artist.
"No!" The old man opened his mouth and spit out a golden core gleaming with blood and black light, and slammed into the spear.
Jin Dan turned into powder in the intention of the gun, and the old man's body was minced into flesh in the intention of the gun, and the silver light burst out hundreds of meters, piercing a hill.
The figure of the old man condensed in mid-air, half illusory and half real. He stared at Yang Yan bitterly and turned into a blue smoke shield towards the distance.
Yang Yan bent down to pick up the jade mirror, carried the silver gun, and turned back towards the capital.
.....
The black smoke escaped hundreds of miles, passing by a village, and then stopped.
The old man's face was looming in the black smoke, staring at the village below.
Yin God cannot be active in the daytime for a long time. Without a physical body, his strength is greatly reduced. Unable to cope with subsequent crises that may be encountered.
The old man intends to take away a physical body while devouring the souls of the villagers and nourishing himself.
After making a plan, the black smoke swept into the village.
The village was still vivid and lifelike the moment before, and the next moment it shattered like a water wave, and a gas mask of five-colored merits rose up, trapping the black smoke.
In the center of the formation, an old Taoist priest wearing a tattered robe and profound facial features sat cross-legged.
......
Early in the morning, Xu Qi'an came to Dagongren’s office on time.
Waiting for the follow-up of the "Book from the Ground" incident.
If he doesn't know the result, he always feels unsure.
Approaching noon, the black clerks found him in the side hall next to Chunfeng Hall, and said respectfully: "Master Xu, Wei Gong is calling."
finally came...Xu Qi'an nodded slightly: "Okay!"
PS: This chapter has a lot of words, so it’s updated later. It could have been updated after seven o'clock.