The flower protector of the female president

Li Shuxue, a girl of justice, suddenly had a sense of justice again.

The last time people from the Yin Yang He Huan Sect did evil in Jiangdu, she had chased black and white impermanence. This time Chen Xing came to the door, and what she did was exactly the opportunity for her, a heroine, to help the weak. How could she let it go? .

Chen Xing saw her upright and eager to try, shook his head and said, "No way!"

"Why? Don't you think my martial arts are not good enough? It was just a trick by the Five Tigers Severing Door Knife just now!" Li Shuxue was still brooding over her defeat by the bearded man just now.

"No, it's an assassin's organization. If you go there so righteously, aren't you asking for trouble? They thought you were going to take their place!" Chen Xing said.

"Then... I'm going anyway!" Li Shuxue didn't give up at all.

Chen Xing stroked his chin, looked Li Shuxue up and down, and said, "It's not impossible for you to go, but you can't be so upright! I'm afraid of scaring them."

"Then, should I change my attire?" Li Shuxue looked at her attire, and felt that this attire looked more like a hero.

"Damn, hurry up and change your outfit, you're too serious! Wear less!" Chen Xing snapped his fingers, feeling that this expert sister finally got the hang of it.

Li Shuxue gave Chen Xing a sideways look, and said, "Nonsense, does a killer have to wear very little? I think changing into a black night suit might make him look more like a killer!"

Li Shuxue ignored Chen Xing, turned around and went into the room, changed into a set of black exercise clothes and came out, her whole body smelled different again.

However, when she came out, she stomped her feet angrily, because Chen Xing had long since disappeared.

Chen Xing didn't want to take Li Shuxue with him, the person who took Shen Yuejun away was very skilled in martial arts, he didn't want Li Shuxue to go into this muddy water.

When Chen Xing walked into that back alley and couldn't find the place mentioned in the manuscript, he suddenly felt a little ridiculous.Li Jinyang wrote the book at least decades ago. After decades, not to mention whether the organization is still there, at least the location has always changed, right?

When Chen Xing was about to go back, he saw someone scrawled with chalk on the wall of the back alley, "Murder and set fire 100 meters ahead".

"..." Chen Xing was speechless for a while, now the murder and arson are done so blatantly?

In fact, it is precisely because of this seemingly prank thing that no one will pay attention at all, and it may be the best cover-up.

Chen Xing walked forward 100 meters, and he really saw a small room. The lights in the room were dim, and an old man was dozing off on a dilapidated table.

"I'm a killer!" Chen Xing walked into the hut, pretending to be fierce.

The old man who was dozing on his stomach raised his head, wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, glanced at Chen Xing, and said, "Little friend, going out to the left is the way home."

"Hey, don't you believe me, I'm really a killer, if you don't believe me, I'll kill one for you to see!" Chen Xing began to look for someone in the room, but there was only the old man in the room besides himself.

Seeing Chen Xing staring at him, the old man straightened his face and said, "Don't try it, I'm the only one in the room, I believe you! However, we don't have any tasks here. Business is not very good these days, I just had a mission a few days ago, but it has already been picked up, so you should go back."

Looks like it's here!It's been decades, and it's still there.

Chen Xing wiped his face, he was tired of pretending to be fierce.

"I'm not here to pick up the mission, I'm here to entrust the mission. The target person is Shen Yuejun, a policewoman."

Chen Xing's idea was very simple and nonsensical. He entrusted a mission to kill Shen Yuejun. If this unknown killer is really so powerful, they should be able to find where Shen Yuejun is.At that time, Chen Xing will just continue this task, how simple and nonsensical.

"How many people does Shen Yuejun owe? So many people want to kill her!" the old man muttered to himself.

Chen Xing frowned. From the old man's words, he could tell that Shen Yuejun had already appeared in their task book of Wumingsha.

"Someone already entrusted it?" Chen Xing asked.

"You can continue to entrust if you have entrusted it. Anyway, no one has come to feedback the task to receive the commission. Maybe it has not been successful yet! What price are you going to offer?" The old man meant to make money for nothing.

Chen Xing changed his expression of hip-hop just now, and asked, "Who took the task?"

If someone commissioned to kill Shen Yuejun, then the person who took Shen Yuejun away was undoubtedly the one who came to take up the task.

The old man said: "You are too ignorant of the rules, can I tell you this?"

"You have to tell if you tell, or you have to tell if you don't! There are no rules here!" Chen Xing suddenly turned cold, with a faint murderous look emanating from his whole body.

This invisible pressure made the old man startled for a moment, but he was old in the world, and then he sneered slightly and said: "No one dares to kill rudely without a name! You are the first one!"

While the old man was talking, two swords suddenly appeared in the room at some point. Under the shining light of the swords, the sword energy reached Chen Xing's left and right flanks.Chen Xing stretched out his hands, and he had clamped the two sneak attacking swords with his left and right fingers.

Only two sounds of "clank" were heard, and the two incoming swords broke between Chen Xing's fingers.Those two people who made a surprise attack failed to succeed with their swords, and immediately retreated, as if they had never appeared in this room.

After all, Wuming Kill is just an intermediary, so the force value is like this.

Seeing that Chen Xing couldn't help it, the old man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and quickly apologized with a smile: "Young man, let's talk about the rules of the world. It's not that I don't want to tell you, but I can't tell you."

"Rules are meant to be broken, old man, hurry up, if something happens to the person I'm looking for, you can't afford it!" Chen Xing cut the old man with his gaze like a knife.

Being scratched by Chen Xing's knife-like gaze, the old man couldn't help trembling, so he cleared his throat and said, "Actually, I want to tell you, and I have to know. Our nameless killer never asks anyone who comes, If you have money, you will accept it, and if someone comes to do the task, you don’t ask, if you finish it, you give money, and you don’t even know who the other party is.”

"Then you must have seen him!" Chen Xing said.

"He came here yesterday, but he was wearing a cloak, and I didn't see him at all!" said the old man.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Chen Xing said: "You said that once you are old, you can't take off his cloak to see what he looks like? It's all right now. I want someone from you, but you can't give me any information. Then But don't blame me for being rude!"

Chen Xing snapped his fingers with a "snapping" sound.

The old man quickly searched for useful information in his mind, and suddenly he patted his head and said: "I remembered, the man in the cloak recited a sentence of Amitabha, and after he went out, he took off his cloak probably because it was too hot. Judging from his back, he has a bald head, so he must be a monk, right?"

monk?Of course the monk was in the temple, but although Li Jinyang's manuscript recorded several temples in Jiangdu, it didn't mention that there were people in any temple who were proficient in splitting muscles, bones, hands and empty palms.

This is obviously looking for a needle in a haystack again!

……

The moonlight is getting stronger.

When Shen Yuejun opened his eyes, a piece of silvery moonlight was shooting from the square window, hitting the simple Zen bed.She found that she was lying on a hard wooden bed, and the monk Jingkong was standing in front of the window, with his hands behind his back, looking at the moon in the night sky.

The moonlight shone on his round bald head, giving it a blue glow.

"Hey, let me go soon. Do you know what it is to kidnap a policeman?" Shen Yuejun wanted to move, but found that he couldn't exert any strength at all. Obviously, the acupoints were tapped by Monk Jingkong.

"In the eyes of monks, a career is just a speck of dust on a person's body. It disappears when you brush it away. There are only those who practice and those who don't!" Round the moon.

"You monk, why did you bring me back? What do you want?" Shen Yuejun glared at Qingkong's back.

Jingkong turned around, with the indifferent expression of a monk on his face, and said to Shen Yuejun: "Didn't I already tell you? I am bored in the temple alone, so I need to find someone to accompany me!"

"You release me soon, or I'll call someone, and then let other people in your monastery know that you brought a woman back, you, your master will punish you then!" Shen Yuejun said. , Even I feel that this threat is so weak.

"Hey, so, I can't let you yell, and I can't let the master and brothers in Guiyuan Temple know that you are in my room!" Jing Kong laughed strangely.

It turned out that I was in Guiyuan Temple!Shen Yuejun couldn't help being excited when he heard Jing Kong's words.But after thinking about it, I know that this is Guiyuan Temple, what's the use?I also have no way to convey this information to others!

"Actually, if it's just because you're lonely, you don't need to stay out of the house! There are many monks who return to lay life." Shen Yuejun said.

She can only save herself now, try to comfort the other party with words.

Jing Kong shook his head and said: "Lonely is not because of being a monk. Everyone in the world is lonely. This is good. If I like someone, I will bring her back to the monastery and make a puppet. She will never leave again. It belongs to me alone!"

He said that dreadful word again!

Shen Yuejun shuddered unconsciously.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt. My craftsmanship is very good. However, it seems that it can't last for a long time. After a while, their skin is not as good as before, and their muscles begin to shrink. Alas... But, can you It's always good to stay with me for a while!" Jing Kong turned and looked out the window again, as if he was still dissatisfied with his technique of preserving dolls.

Shen Yuejun couldn't help asking: "Then what? What did you do to them?"

"Of course it was secretly thrown into the deep valley of the back mountain." Jing Kong stared blankly at the night sky and remained silent for a long time.

The more Shen Yuejun thought about it, the more frightened he was, thinking that he would be made into a puppet, with withered skin and flesh, and finally be thrown into the deep valley by the monk Jingkong, and no one would know if he might disappear in this world.She wanted to yell now, but she knew that yelling now would only speed up the speed at which she was made into a puppet.

"Perhaps as Master said, the pink powder is just a skeleton..." Jing Kong was silent for a long time, and finally said this sentence.

"Who are you!" A violent shout came from the silent night sky.

There were several sounds of fighting in the courtyard of the temple.

After hearing this, Jing Kong jumped up and flew out of the window, leaving Shen Yuejun in the room.

Shen Yuejun finally breathed a sigh of relief, wondering why someone was fighting in the monastery in the middle of the night, when he heard a voice from the courtyard: "Who am I? I am your grandfather!"

Shen Yuejun's heart skipped a beat, the voice was so familiar!