Beijing Suburb · Shilipo
There is no moon tonight, and the bamboo forest is pitch-dark. The factory guards raised torches, barely able to see the road under their feet. The strong wind in the cold night blew over, and the bamboo leaves on the hillside swayed and covered, and the leaves rustled with all their might. The sky was dark, and there was no light at all. It was heavy on my heart, and the bamboo leaves overlapped on the top of my head, making it even more oppressive.
Xiahou Lian drove the road silently, and behind him was Shen Jue, who followed with a deep foot and a shallow foot. The other nine factory guards gathered around, paying attention to the wind and grass in the bamboo forest.
Tang Shiqi was gone. In the past three days, he had searched the entire city of Beijing without seeing a single person. Shen Jue told him not to worry too much. Although Jialan knew there was a ghost, he didn't necessarily know that it was Tang Shiqi. Not only Tang Shiqi, but the other secret piles in the book they had also evacuated. It is very likely that Garan recalled the dark pile to liquidate and investigate the inner ghost, so as not to reveal more information. However, Xia Houlin was still uneasy in his heart. By searching for the name of the assassin, he still couldn't find a half of Seventeen's clothes.
He felt as if he had returned to the time when he was seventeen years old, when disaster was imminent, but he was at a loss, and there was nothing he could do. Looking back at Shen Jue, his face was as pale as a porcelain man, as if it would shatter when touched. Xia Houlin knew what he was afraid of, but Shen Jue was different from Xia Houlin. Xia Houlin had time to sit down and get upset, and he had to force the morning court, criticize him, and review the large and small papers handed over by the Six Divisions and Three Laws. The natives in Liaodong were in chaos, and the cabinet was thinking of ways to raise military funds. He spent most of the day in the cabinet listening to the old man's scolding and wrangling, and he didn't even have time to panic.
Occasionally, an animal scurried through the grass and squeaked. They walked all the way, when Shen Jue suddenly gave Xia Houlin a hand, "Go to the back, don't go to the front."
"It's alright," Xia Houlu said in a low voice.
Shen Jue made a gesture, and several factory guards stepped forward to clear the way. After walking a short distance, a vague figure appeared in the dark place in front. Everyone stopped, and the factory guard shouted: "Who is it?"
A cluster of flames appeared in front, and orange light illuminated the old man's face. The old man was tied with a rope, his mouth was stuffed with sackcloth, his white hair was messy, his chest was heaving, and he was panting. A hand was pressed on his shoulder, a dark figure stood behind him, the two eye holes of the white porcelain mask stared straight at Shen Jue and the others. The assassin's other hand was holding the flame, and the flame jumped uncertainly.
Dai Shengyan also saw Shen Jue and Xia Houlin with an apologetic look on his face.
Xia Houlin shouted, "Sir!"
Shen Jue pulled Xia Houlin's collar and dragged him to the back.
There were low footsteps all around, the moon came out, the wind was soft, and the bamboo leaves were splashing with silver light. The assassins appeared from the bamboo forest like ghosts emerging from the ground, and peeped coldly at Shen Jue, who was surrounded by factory guards.
Xia Houlin drew his sword out of its sheath, and the light of the sword was as cold as the moon.
In the depths of the bamboo forest, a man in a black cloak came out. The hood covered half of his face, leaving only a faint beard on his lips.
Xia Houlin's eyes shrank, and the hand holding the knife slowly tightened.
"You called our family out in the middle of the night to negotiate terms with our family." Shen Jue glanced around casually and smiled coldly, "Is this your sincerity?"
Duan Jiu smiled and bowed, "The factory master is joking, how dare I be disrespectful to the factory master?"
Duan Jiu clapped his palms twice, and the three assassins came out with the other three assassins, holding them with knives and kneeling under the moonlight.
"What does this mean?" Shen Jue asked.
Duan Jiu took out his pipe and tapped the top of an assassin's head, "This is the third of the assassins who slaughtered Xie's family back then. They are gifts from Jialan to the factory master."
"A gift for our family?" Shen Jue smiled, her face changed suddenly, and her brows were filled with thunder and lightning, "You tied Mr. Dai, gave the assassin's life, beat a stick to a sweet jujube, what do you think of our family? already?"
"Master Chang, don't be impatient, a villain in the mountains and the wild, it is inevitable that you will not do things comprehensively, please forgive me." Duan Jiu cut his hands and said slowly, "Master Chang and I, Jialan, have a lot of grievances, and it is really difficult to understand. In the final analysis, it was thirteen years ago that Xie's family was destroyed. The factory master was lucky and the sky was full of blessings. He was not dead, and he still ascended to such a high position. For eight years, the factory master has pursued me, Jialan, Jialan. There have been countless casualties, and all the assassins who fell into the hands of the factory do not know where to go, and most of them are dead without a place to be buried. However, eight years have passed, although the factory has tried his best to put Jialan to death, but the world is always not as expected. , I, Garan, are still as safe as ever."
Duan Jiuwu talked a lot and didn't get to the point, Shen Jue was upset and completely impatient, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he sneered: "Oh? You're here to show off our face? What, When Mr. Dai is tied up, do you think our family dare not touch you?"
Duan Jiu smiled, his tone was still kind, "It's the villain who broke his mouth. All in all, Dongchang and Jialan have been fighting endlessly for eight years, with heavy casualties, and neither side has benefited. Even if one day in the future, Jialan wins the life of Chang Gong, There will also be a second factory owner and a third factory owner, who will still fight endlessly. From the villain’s point of view, the factory owner might as well reject everyone and discuss it with me to see if there is any way to get the best of both worlds.”
Shen Jue's face was gloomy, and she was silent for a long time without speaking. Dai Shengyan looked anxious and struggled twice. The assassin behind him raised his hand threateningly. A red mark appeared on Dai Shengyan's neck, and a stream of light swept across the back of his neck and flowed into the assassin's palm.
Xia Hou's eyes narrowed. It's the pull wire.
Duan Jiu was the first to clapp his hands. Except for the assassins holding Dai Shengyan, all the assassins retreated and disappeared. Shen Jue also waved his hand and said, "Retreat by five feet."
The factory guards all retreated, and only Xia Houlin remained by Shen Jue's side. Duan Jiu looked in the direction of Xia Houlin and said with a smile: "This person must be Lord Xiao Shen. I heard that he is a master of swordsmanship, and he used to have the same name as me, Jialan Xia Houlin. A few days ago, I wanted to invite the adults to come. Jia Lan and Mr. Dai have a cup of tea together, I never thought that there was no fate, and I couldn't make the trip, so please forgive me, Sir Xiao Shen."
Shen Jue's expression remained unchanged, "You guys are better than four years ago. Not only did you find out our family's real name and background, you also know his real name."
"The factory owner doesn't know anything, but now the underworld is linked together, and Jialan's intelligence network is more powerful than the factory owner imagined." Duan Jiu's smile deepened, "Sir Xiao Shen is a popular man in front of the factory owner, from a well-known unknown. The legendary Xiaofanzi jumped to the top of the East Factory, and Jialan naturally wants to have blue eyes. The villain not only knows that Xiaoshen's real name is Xiahoulin, but also knows that you once joined the army in Taizhou to kill Japanese pirates, and one person killed more than 80 people in a row. , The Japanese pirates did not dare to approach. If it weren't for the appearance of Lord Xiao Shen and the nameless ghost, I would have thought that you were the long-lost Jialan rebel Xia Houlin."
This forgotten suspicion. Xia Houlin's eyes narrowed slightly, indeed, he had too many flaws. If the Jialan Intelligence Network reaches the point of pervasiveness, then they will still be able to reach Qixia Temple, and he will not be able to hide the secret of changing his face. Anyway, you can't hide it, you can't hide it! He was never afraid of Xiahou Lin, and after Garuda had beaten him, are he still afraid of other assassins
Xia Houlin wanted to speak, but Shen Jue raised his hand to restrain him, his eyes widened, and Xia Houlin was stunned. Xia Houlin retreated silently, Shen Jue raised his head to look at Duan Jiu, and sneered: "What does it mean that the underworld is in the same breath? Do you guys want to rebel?"
"Chang Gong is overly concerned. What Garan wants is to do business safely." Duan Jiu smiled, "As long as Chang Gong nods his head and relaxes the checkpoints of various states and provincial governments, the Dongchang Tiqi stops chasing the Garan assassins and turns the war into jade and silk. , Jialan will not only send Mr. Dai home with all his hair and tail, and present the heads of these assassins who participated in the extermination of the Xie family, but also donate 10,000 taels of silver to the factory owner every year. Handing the note to Jia Lan, Jia Lan Gan is the blade in the hands of the factory master, and the life and death are all based on the factory master's thought."
Shen Jue clenched his fists tightly. It was the first time that I had been in charge of the East Factory for so long, and it was the first time someone could hold it in the palm of my hand. He has always been the only one who calculated others' share, but this time Jialan has seized the weakness. what deal? It was obvious that he pressed his head to ask him to agree, but if he dared to say "no", he would kill Mr. Dai by pulling the machine wire.
It was he who was too careless, patronizing and taking care of Xia Houlin, but forgot about Mr. Dai. He has come to this point, and the most taboo thing is to be held to death by others. After all, it was taken by someone, and it seemed that there was no other way but to promise. Shen Jue's mind went back and forth a thousand times, the gangsters in the world are connected with each other? The original Galan and the underworld were just cooperation, but now it seems that this is not the case. It must be that Jialan used the fruit of bliss to hold all the gangs and factions, and that dwarf Yama really became the emperor behind Daqi. Simply ridiculous!
Dai Shengyan struggled violently, and the wire on his neck almost cut him. The assassin was startled, so he hurriedly held him down and cursed in a low voice, "Don't move!"
Shen Jue looked at Dai Shengyan, who looked at him anxiously. He silently turned his eyes away, folded his hands and said, "Why did you come to discuss such a big matter with our family? To be honest, our family also has some means. About your Jialan, our family knows about the same. Yes. We have heard about the Yama of your Jialan for a long time, but unfortunately we have only heard of his name and no one. It is said that our family is also the admiral of the dignified Dongchang factory and the top leader of the lijian.
Duan Jiu said: "If Chang Gong wants to see Yama, it is not impossible. If Chang Gong agrees to cooperate with Jia Lan, he will naturally be Jia Lan's VIP. Even if it is Jia Lan Shantang, it should be open to Chang Gong. If you are not present, the villain is not talented, and you are on top of the eight parts of Jialan. This matter is as effective as the villain's negotiation." Duan Jiu took out a yellow paper from his cuff and handed it to the assassin beside him. The assassin walked down with the paper in his hand. , handed it to Xia Houlin, "If the factory owner agrees, we will make a contract, and the factory owner and the villain will each hold one share. What's the factory owner's opinion?"
Make a contract, sign it with fingerprints, if you want to rely on it in the future, once the contract is announced to the world, it will be enough for him to ruin Shen Jue's reputation. Shen Jue frowned at the contract, every word was like a blade hanging over his head.
"Master." Xia Houlin suddenly called to him in a low voice.
Shen Jue didn't lift her head, "Shut up, don't bother me."
"You also have a bargaining chip." Xia Houlin said in the voice of only the two of them, "Jia Lan has always wanted to arrest me, you hand me over for Mr.
"A-Long," Shen Jue took a deep breath, regained her composure, raised her eyes to look at XiahouLin, and said word by word, "Wait a moment if you dare to say half a word, go back and see how I deal with you."
Xia Houlin: "..."
Shen Jue lowered her head again and thought quickly, she must not hand the braids into their hands so easily. Yama, Yama, he whispered silently to the Son of Heaven, the man hiding behind Garan, a half-length dwarf, who could not have imagined that he was so powerful. Yama's mastery of the bliss fruit prescription is the lifeblood of Garan. That dwarf refused to show his face when he died. Why? Could it be that his identity is his death point
If we can learn about the death point of Jialan and restrain each other, maybe there will be a chance to compete in the future.
"Chang Gong, how are you thinking?" Duan Jiu urged.
Shen Jue folded the contract, smiled coldly, and said, "I promise you, yes."
Duan Jiu nodded and smiled.
Just as Shen Jue was about to continue speaking, a loud shout suddenly came, "Hold on!"
Duan Jiu frowned, and it turned out that Dai Shengyan vomited the sackcloth in his mouth. Seeing that he was about to give an order to stop, Dai Shengyan hurriedly said, "This old man's life is in your hands. This old man just wants to teach a few words to his disciples. How can I let this old man say a few words?"
"Sir, it's not too late to teach me a lesson when I get home." Duan Jiu smiled slightly.
"If you don't let me say it, I'll hang myself by hanging when I get home." Dai Shengyan took a breath and said, "Xie Jinglan, I hang myself by hanging, what's the use of you signing this contract?"
Shen Jue gritted her teeth, "Sir!"
Duan Jiu was helpless and said, "As long as Mr. does not seek short-term views, then let's talk."
Dai Shengyan looked at Shen Jue, and said warmly, "Jinglan, you child, why is your mind so weak. Have you forgotten what I taught you back then?"
His voice was still always kind and gentle, but this sentence alone left Shen Jue speechless.
In any case, surrender is surrender, and even if he fights again in the future, it will not erase the fact that he betrayed the court and betrayed Daqi. But how could he just watch Mr. Dai die? Shen Jue clenched his fists and said, "Sir, I'm sorry. In the future, Jinglan will take the blame for himself."
Dai Shengyan was about to speak, and Duan Jiu sighed: "Sir, don't say any more words of persuasion, you are making it difficult for Duan someone!"
Dai Shengyan said with a smile: "Okay, okay, the old man will not talk about it. Then the old man will talk about the origin of the old man and Jialan."
Duan Jiu was slightly surprised, "Oh? Is there a relationship between Mr. and Jialan?"
"Yeah." Dai Shengyan spoke to Duan Jiu, but looked at Xiahoulin, "If the old man guessed correctly, the name of your Jialan rebel Xiahoulin was named by the old man. I dare to ask Xiahoulin's mother is Jialou during the Xuanhe period. Luo?"
Duan Jiu nodded, "Yes, his mother is the twenty-eighth generation Garuda, Xiahou Pei."
"That's not bad," Dai Shengyan said. "When I was out in Jiangzhou, I happened to meet Garuda stabbing the king of Jiangzhou. I was out of my own power and attacked Garuda with the sword. Garuda defeated me with one move, saying that if I Name his son, it won't hurt my life, and I want to be wanted according to how I like it. When I saw the name of his sword, Hengbo, I remembered a poem: The power is across the green fields, and the shadow falls between the waves."
Xia Houlin was stunned. This poem was one of the few poems he could memorize, because his mother told him that his name was taken from it. He also thought that his mother could only dance with knives and guns. It turned out that there was ink in her stomach. He was impressed by his mother for a while, but he didn't think that Mr. Dai took it for him.
Dai Shengyan continued: "I have also seen this child Xiaolin. When Jinglan was still in Xie's house, Xiaolin followed him to worship me as a teacher. This child is pure in nature, bold and bold, and quite chivalrous. Feng. It's a pity that good luck makes people. Years later, I heard the anecdote of the nameless ghost of Jialan, who murdered like a hemp and was heavily in debt. I never imagined that this assassin was Xiaolin back then."
Xiahou Lin was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head slightly. Mr. Dai has a clear mind, and just based on Duan Jiu's few words, he can guess his identity, and he also understands that he has to hide it for him. He clenched his fists and said nothing.
Shen Jue frowned, not understanding why Mr. Dai said this at this time.
Duan Jiu shook his head and sighed: "I didn't expect that Mr. Xia Houlin had seen him, but he had already defected to Jia Lan and disappeared. Jia Lan searched for a long time, but nothing came out."
"When I taught and passed on books, Xiao Lian was naughty and often skipped the class to play secretly. I didn't try to discipline him. He made such a big mistake, and I also have to take responsibility." Dai Shengyan sighed softly, "Mr. Duan, you know What's next
Duan Jiu replied, "I don't know."
"'There is no root in the cold mountains in the farthest reaches of the mountain, and the wind and frost take the journey to see Zen Pass'," Dai Shengyan lowered his eyebrows, his eyes were as gentle as water, "there are all living beings, who is not suffering? I lost my wife in middle age, and my career was not going well. I went abroad to Jiangzhou. I lost my son in my later years. "He paused, as if shouting "Xiao Lian", "Where is your Zen?"
The question was too big and too heavy for Shen Jue and Xia Houlin to answer. It was as if a rusty iron ring had been wrapped around their throats, making them speechless. Dai Shengyan looked at the two young people and said, "I'm not afraid of being born as a cold cicada and buried in the ground for a long time, but I'm afraid of walking in the dark night and not seeing the light of the sky. What if I can see the light of the sky in this life and die?"
Duan Jiu frowned coldly and said, "Sir has said enough. Mr. Chang, can you think about it?"
"Not much, not much," Dai Shengyan smiled warmly, "there is one last thing left to say. Ever since I lost to Garuda back then, I have paid great attention to exercising, and I have also learned some strange tricks. For example... "He stretched his hand out behind his back. "Release the knot."
Duan Jiu was suddenly startled, Shen Jue and Xia Houlin had an ominous premonition in their hearts and wanted to run over.
Duan Jiu shouted loudly, "Gandalf!"
Dai Shengyan smiled wordlessly, his old eyes filled with clear light, a clarity that Shen Jue and Xia Houlin had never seen before. He turned around abruptly, his hands tightly clasping the hand of Gandalf that was pulling the wire. No one could have imagined that such a twilight old man would have such an amazing speed. Before Gandalf could react, the old man pushed back hard. Leaning up, the sharp pulling wire sank into the flesh of the old man's neck and pierced out from the other side, and the old man's head was detached and rolled down from the withered body. The blood splashed out loudly, drenching Gandharva's head and face.
Time seemed to slow down, Shen Jue watched helplessly as Mr. Dai's head fell into the air, rolled to the ground, and the crown of hair fell to the ground.
At that moment, the world seemed to lose its voice, and he couldn't hear anything. He seemed to have lost the ability to think, and only felt an incomparably deep sadness surging in his chest, like a monstrous tide, almost drowning him. But he couldn't even shed a single tear, just stared blankly at the head that was gradually getting colder, the moonlight covering it, like frost, snow and dust.
In the dead silence, Duan Jiu shouted for the second time: "Gandalf!"
The assassin jumped up, and the whistling of the blade tearing through the wind was like a ghost's cry. Xiahou Rin stepped forward to block Shen Jue, and squatted down slightly. In front of his eyes, a sharp blade was oncoming!
Xiahou Lin drew his sword out of its sheath.
The Yanling Dao brushed the assassin's blade, drew a dreary arc like the moon, and then slashed down with unparalleled speed. The extremely fast speed matched the tricky angle. The slash of the Yanling Dao was like splitting mountains and seas. It broke in two in an instant.
Japanese sword and sword drawing.
Granny Gan Da wanted to retreat, but it was too late. A black knife rubbed Xia Hou's waist and stretched out, stabbing into his abdomen. The blood trickled down the blood trough, and Gan Dao lowered her head in disbelief and saw the inscription on the black knife, "Jing Tie..."
Shen Jue held the knife closer with an expressionless face, the sound of the knife tearing flesh was sticky and bloody, Gandalf's body trembled violently, and the mask fell down, revealing the face of a young man. The white porcelain mask squeaked on the ground and shattered into two pieces. The sound of the blades meeting was like a signal, and the war in the distance started, and the sound of the fire gun was like thunder. A star-like fire suddenly appeared in the bamboo forest, and it quickly approached Shen Jue's side. It was the Shenji Battalion army ambushing outside the bamboo forest.
The old man's headless body fell into the withered grass, his blood soaked in the icy soil.
Duan Jiu had already fallen into the darkness, and his voice came from afar along the wind.
"Father, there will be a period in the future."