Chapter 412:
The heavy rain fell on the swallows in front of Wang Xietang, and white waves surged into the sky.
Sheng Junqian walked in the rain.
The rain hitting the bamboo hat made a distinct ticking sound.
There is a smell of moist earth in the mouth and nose, with a little bit of grass and cow dung.
There was sewage flowing across the feet. Sheng Junqian was wearing straw sandals and stepping on the stagnant water. The water on the road was enough to submerge the insteps.
Although killing people on a rainy day is really a crime, if Sheng Junqian had a choice, he would definitely not take action at this time.
After all, in many cases, style and temperature are not mutually exclusive things.
He picked up the knife and walked through the empty and narrow streets of Song County.
It was empty because of the heavy rain. There were no stalls on the street, and there were no pedestrians. Although it was noon, the sky was dark and gloomy.
The narrowness is because Songxian County is originally a very small county town, and the streets are originally very narrow. In addition, many people have built various illegal buildings in front of their doors, which naturally makes it very narrow.
Xie Ru said he must come back.
Sheng Junqian laughed softly through his nose.
Of course he would come back, otherwise, would he have died on the road?
While thinking about this, Sheng Junqian came to the location written on the note. This was an alley in a remote part of Song County. Walking along the alley to the end, Sheng Junqian held his breath and then reached out to knock on the door. .
When the rhythmic knocking on the door rang, the people in the house were awakened.
"Who?" the person inside said alertly.
"Is it a swallow?" Sheng Junqian did not answer, but asked instead.
The other party was obviously relieved after hearing this.
"I am the swallow of the Wang family."
"What about you?"
In the past, the swallow in front of the king's palace flew into the homes of ordinary people.
Sheng Junqian nodded: "What a coincidence, I am the Yanzi of the Xie family." Before he finished
speaking, the door opened inward. The moment it opened, Sheng Junqian had already drawn his sword.
The Baiduandao drew an icy arc and moved forward. The person who opened the door did not react at all. His whole head rolled to the ground, and then his whole body fell limply.
The blood surged up like a fountain, and then fell slowly. Sheng Junqian took off his hat and gently raised it forward to block the spray of blood.
Then Sheng Junqian didn't hesitate at all, threw down the blood-stained bamboo hat, and quickly walked into the house with the knife.
This time, the spies from Dongchang came. They were ordered to investigate the reason for the sudden loss of contact with the Crock Temple. The reason why Sheng Junqian lived in Song County was to allow Xue Chong to conveniently provide him with information. After all, whether it was Coming out of the Crock Temple in Baiyun Mountain, or going to Baiyun Mountain from Luocheng or even Yanjing, Songxian County is the only way to go. You can make some repairs and start again.
There is no doubt that Xue Chong is the local overlord of Song County. With his help, basically any strange face that comes to Song County will be accurately identified. And Xue Chong is the foundation of Jinyiwei, so he is very good at identifying these things. The factory's spies are always accurate.
After Sheng Junqian came here, he had killed many people according to Xue Chong's instructions.
But even so, paper can never cover fire.
Sheng Junqian knew that he was probably leaving soon.
But not sure when.
The house was small and the rooms were not big. Sheng Junqian rushed into the back room with a knife, but was surprised to find that there was no one there - Dongchang spies always work in pairs, which can improve the success rate of the mission. At the door Kill one, and according to the intelligence, the remaining one should be here as well.
But there was no one in front of him, and the room was filled with ordinary furnishings. At this moment, there was a sound of wind above his head. Sheng Junqian looked up and saw a man in white stabbing at him from a high position.
Sheng Junqian sighed, gave in, raised the Baiduandao, and stabbed the opponent calmly.
The man instantly couldn't withstand the powerful force coming from Sheng Jun's Qianbai Broken Knife, and he flew towards the corner, hitting and rolling. Sheng Junqian looked at him calmly, then walked forward with the knife in hand.
"Wait!" The man saw with his own eyes that Sheng Jun killed his companion with a thousand swords. At this time, he quickly waved his hands on the ground: "What do you want? I can give it to you. You know what we are..."
He Only halfway through his words, Sheng Junqian's sword had already arrived.
"Sorry, I don't want anything." When Sheng Junqian said this, the other person's head slowly rolled to the ground.
In fact, it's not that Sheng Junqian is very keen on beheading, but because his knife is indeed very fast.
Beheading can basically ensure that a person is absolutely dead and nothing will happen again.
Sheng Junqian also liked it very much.
He reached into the corpse's arms, and because it was not the first time he did this, he found the Dongchang waistband he wanted very skillfully.
In fact, Sheng Junqian never thought that one day he would kill the Dongchang spies so skillfully. This was probably the benefit of following the right team. Of course, since he participated in the killing of the two Dongchang officials at the back of the Crock Temple, After that, I really felt like the door to a new world had opened, and there was nothing to be afraid of anymore.
Then after searching the two corpses for items such as hidden weapons, secrets, techniques, etc., Sheng Junqian walked around the room roughly again, and only after making sure that nothing was missing, he took it out from his arms. The familiar dark green porcelain bottle.
It has to be said that corpse powder is really addictive if used too much. It is a must-have medicine for killing people when traveling at home.
After the final process was completed, Sheng Junqian went out, picked up the blood-splattered hat, closed the door, sat down under the eaves in the heavy rain, and slowly washed the blood-stained hat in the rain.
The blood dyed the rainwater red, then snaked into red snakes in the deserted streets, and finally slowly faded into colorless.
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...
Xie Ru looked at the rain outside the door and bit her lip gently.
The long black hair is braided into a delicate braid.
There was a sigh behind her.
Xie Ru turned around, and the person sighing behind her was her father, who was also the owner of this Ruyi Inn.
Ruyi Inn, Ru is Xie Ru’s Ru.
"What's wrong?" Xie Ru tilted his head: "Isn't Mr. Sheng bad?"
Xie Ru really liked this Mr. Sheng, who was strong, wealthy, lonely, and sad.
He is like an eagle flying in the sky, occasionally landing on this small tree in Song County.
So once you look at it, you can't take your eyes away.
"Of course Mr. Sheng is very nice." The father shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "But he won't live here forever." "
Maybe he will leave tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow."
"You can't force him to take you. Let's go."
"He is an eagle." Xie Ru pursed her lips and nodded, "I can't fly that high."
"But, am I really worthless to be liked?"
The father looked at his daughter in front of him and really didn't know what to say. Compared with Sheng Junqian, all the young men in Song County seemed so... It's not worth mentioning that the girl is not pregnant, and it is a girl's instinct to like strong people.
But loving someone who is impossible is not a torture.
At this time, Sheng Junqian stepped into the inn wetly wearing a raincoat.
He took off his hat and put it on the table.
There was no trace of blood in the wet rain, but this did not mean that this bamboo hat was not stained with blood.
He looked at Xie Ru a little tiredly.
"Can you get me a jar of wine?"
"Thank you."
(End of chapter)