I Became an Anonymous Boss

"Don't, don't say that..." Shi Yicheng reluctantly said, "Without Mr. Bai, I'm already dead."

Although his body is weak, as a disciple of the Buddha, it is not so easy for the flower of hope. Although he was seriously injured and near death, he was not completely near death and could still hold on.

"Well, I still have a bit of conscience." Shirataki asked, "So, what time do you have dinner?"

Xuankong: "..."

Shi Yicheng's breathing became much calmer: "You don't have to push me so hard. How could I, Shi Yicheng, die here? Now that Shi Jinlang is dead, my demons are broken. Even if I lose my body, I still have the confidence Enter the realm of Arhat."

Shirataki tilted his head: "Tsk!"

Shi Yicheng coughed a few times, barely recovering from his breath.

Xuan Kong glared at his old friend: "Shut up! He's really mad at him, and the grievances between you and the Buddhist sect will never be resolved!"

He didn't really vent his anger on Shirataki, complaining that he wasn't top-notch, but in fact Baitaki was already pretty good, with three punches to reach the Vientiane Realm, he could raise his finger to the sky and ask "who else?" He deliberately leaned towards Buddhism, yes Intentionally cooperate with singing bad faces... This monk's emotional intelligence has been tempered.

With Xuan Kong here to reconcile, Bai Taki has steps to descend, and Buddhism will not turn its face.

Bai Taki said indifferently: "I'm here to trouble you, not to save you, so I don't need your gratitude and gratitude. Of course, what you owe me must be owed first, and you will have to pay it back sooner or later."

Shi Yicheng nodded.

Shirataki continued: "Also, have you forgotten what you should say? Not to me, but to other people."

Shi Yicheng was silent, he supported his body by himself, let the wound that started to heal open, blood gushed out, and stood up staggeringly.

When he walked up to Guanyin, the Buddha lowered his head, bent his waist, and said what should have been said devoutly as if prostrating before the Buddha.

"Thank you for your donations over the past three years."

"My little monk... I am ashamed of my benefactor."

"I'm sorry, this kindness will be repaid in the future!"

The girl seemed to be in a dream, perhaps she had never thought of being thanked and apologized in her life, so she was a little flustered.

But under Shirataki's encouraging eyes, she took a deep breath to calm down, and mustered up the courage to say softly, "I... can't forgive you."

Shi Yicheng lowered his head, with a bitter expression: "My little monk knows."

Guanyin continued to say the second half of the sentence: "But, I have got back what I lost, and the grievances between us are over."

The Buddha fell down and sat down. He was relieved and relieved. He clasped his hands and raised his eyebrows: "Thank you...thank you..."

Chapter 780 IX All the Way Westward

Southern Tang had a capital city, and Great Qin had a forbidden city.

But the capital city of the Southern Tang Dynasty is different from that of the Great Qin Dynasty. There are many alleys in the capital city here, and the roads are even more complicated.

Someone once compared the alleys in the capital of the Southern Tang Dynasty to rivers and lakes, where the roads are slippery and people's hearts are complicated.

Ordinary people will definitely get lost when they approach the alleys criss-crossing the fields, but these alleys have not been changed for many years.

Because the people who walked out of these alleys gradually became the leaders of various institutions in the Southern Tang Dynasty. Some were civil servants, some were generals, some were counselors, and some were alchemists, but there were very few Jianghu people.

Later, the name of this alley was changed from Jianghu Alley to Tingchao Alley.

Listening to the tide and watching the river from the other side of the court hall, a pure martial artist is doomed not to enter.

In a courtyard in the depths of Tingchao Alley, sat a young man in a python suit. He was sitting under a tree, with his clothes hanging down like bat wings.

The man didn't get angry, and everyone else in the yard stood at the bottom of the corridor, either silent or silent.

"Shi Jinlang is dead." King Yong sneered, "He died for no apparent reason."

"Song Shujing is still alive, he is not doing well, so he should be punished." A dark-skinned stranger said.

"Punishment? How to punish? He is a member of the Sitianjian, and it is not easy to fall to my side." King Yong said lightly: "This king has not mastered him yet, it is just a cooperative relationship. If he has no ambition, he should have a headache It should be this king!"

Everyone else was silent, so it wasn't a matter of dividing the pot at this time.

King Yong snorted coldly: "I was just thinking about using the gods and demons to open the way and get a business that is stable and not losing money. I never thought that I would break one of my fingers. Da Vientiane, a master who wasted a lot of effort to raise It’s just broken like this, wasting a lot of my king’s resources!”

"This demon Mo Wen is not an easy opponent to deal with." The armored general said: "The prince still wants to listen to Song Shujing's ideas?"

"This king is not someone who is willing to bow his head if he breaks a finger." King Yong sneered: "Besides, don't ask this god and demon. If I ignore him, will he let me go? He is not afraid of Buddhism. It has been completely disturbed, the emperor and the crown prince are all dead, and now there is an extra empress, Zhao Ya! Don’t you really want to watch this king’s heart be dug out by him?”

The general immediately clasped his fists together: "This subordinate has absolutely no intention of doing so! If the gods and demons dare to come, I will fight to the death..."

"Will you win the battle to the death?" King Yong said indifferently: "Warrior of the rivers and lakes, if you dare to kill the king of heaven, you can't stop ten thousand soldiers, so keep your life and think about how to give this king what he wants." use!"

The armored general said in a low voice: "Dare to die for the prince!"

"Then prepare your camp. Nanxinmo is a hurdle that must be crossed. Without military power in your hands, you can't sleep well." King Yong said lightly: "As for the Jianghu people, let the Jianghu people deal with it." , Song Shujing wanted to use the gods and demons Mo Wen to break the cloud to open mountains, but it was not practical enough. This Qi Refiner is not capable of handling trivial matters, and he needs someone to assist him in handling affairs. Tuoba, you are also the one who borrowed things. Let this matter be left to you. You do it."

The person in the hallway couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then he noticed that everyone else was looking at him, and he took a step forward: "Of course I am obliged to give orders from the lord, but I am a ruthless killer. This kind of delicate work is not professional. ..."

King Yong said indifferently: "As long as he can kill people, that's enough. Do you think Shi Jinlang can order anything else?"

Tuoba thought for a while: "...suicide?"

King Yong was silent for a moment: "Suicide is also a kind of murder."

Tuoba clasped his fists and patted his fart: "My lord is wise!"

King Yong said: "Since you are a killer, there is one more thing that you can do by the way."

Tuobawei wondered: "My lord, I'm not such a casual person, business is business, how can I handle private matters by the way..."

King Yong said again: "Give the money, double."

Tuoba regained his energy: "My lord, if I get up casually, I'm not a human anymore, tell me!"

King Yong threw out a jade finger.

Tuoba took it and kicked it in his pocket: "Thank you, my lord, for the deposit!"

King Yong glared: "Damn your mother, Jin! This jade ring finger contains the target of the mission, and all his information is in it, go and kill him! Remember, bring the head back to me!"

Tuoba glanced at Yu Tengzhi, and put it back in his pocket: "Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely kill his dog and bring his dog's head back!"

King Yong said coldly: "Whose dog's life do you want? How much is his dog worth? I want his life! And his head!"

"My lord, I'm a professional!" Tuoba puffed up his chest and said, "I still have a whole professional team!"

King Yong waved his hand, and most of the others retreated, leaving only one man wearing a yaksha mask in the courtyard.

"Recently, our eyeliner has been removed very quickly."

"I can go and find out who is catching cicadas."

"No, I know that in my heart." King Yong shook his head, "It's troublesome to pull out some eyeliner, but it can't affect the overall situation if it cannibalize each other. In comparison, Si Tianjian is more important, so you should pay more attention."

"Yes." Yasha said indifferently: "But you must remember, don't ask gods and demons, you must kill them, the sooner the better!"

"Song Shujing's thoughts don't matter?"

"He can't see through this kind of morality at all. He is too ambitious and lacks ability. Those who are good at planning will die in the game sooner or later. If Shi Jinlang is not too anxious this time, maybe he is the one who deserves to die."

"Then I'll let Tuoba go, isn't it..." King Yong had doubts, but quickly dispelled the idea: "No, probably not, Song Shujing can't make him move."

Tuoba: Need to pay more!

……

A few days later, at the southern Tang border.

After a short while, a woman walks alone on the sandbar.

Seeing a tea shop, she stopped and bought some fresh water and dry food from the shop.

While waiting for people to prepare, she sat and waited, and happened to overhear a merchant chatting about what happened a few days ago.

"Don't worry, don't worry, wait for me to drink some tea..."

"There is a lot of rumors in the Jianghu of the Southern Tang Dynasty, saying that the gods and demons don't want to find trouble with the Buddhist gate. Isn't the ancient dragon temple in Bicheng that day? This news is definitely not groundless. After all, the ancient temple of Tianlong closed the gate on its own initiative. No one is allowed to enter casually."

"How many girls from good families are looking forward to it. After waiting for a long time, I thought they would never show up... But suddenly, a few days ago, a fire broke out in the Buddhist scriptures and pavilions of Tianlong Ancient Temple. Oh yes, it is the one in Bicheng. Sir, how can there be such a coincidence?"

"On the day after the fire, Tianlong Ancient Temple suddenly closed the mountain gate. Hey, look, if there is no result, I won't believe it! Immediately, many speculations came out, and they were all looking for Buddhism. Ask for an explanation."

"That group of monks are enough chicken thieves, and they didn't say whether the Buddhism lost or won, let alone whether the gods and demons came. They were beaten to death and refused to speak up. There are many rich ladies and Jianghu girls. Heroes almost squeezed the hall, grabbing the monks and asking them, even the little novice, that is really hungry, like a wolf like a tiger, this scene can not be seen in Daqin, it is only in the Southern Tang Dynasty. A romantic figure."

"Guess what happened in the end?" the talking peddler said.

"Hurry up, hurry up, there are peanuts and herbal tea!" The people on the side urged, and they were relying on these rumors to pass the time.

The merchant ate some peanuts, took a sip of herbal tea, and said, "There was an eminent monk who couldn't stand being harassed by the female incense masters, so he finally posted a notice together, and the notice clearly stated one sentence - the white clothes are here. Go to Solitary City!"

The audience immediately commented: "So this monk has surrendered? The Buddhist monk actually bowed his head?"

"It's not necessarily a loss, but it must have been here!"

"In the end, no one saw it? These monks like to play tricks and say some riddles, wishing to blow their braised eggs!"

"Yes, I also hate the monk's riddles, I can't wait to give them marinated eggs!"

"But Mo Wen, the god and demon, will never be fake."

"It's a pity that ordinary people in Dugu City can't go there. They can only listen to it and get addicted. It's the world of Jianghu people, and it has nothing to do with us."

The crowd talked about other topics in a few words.

The woman took the prepared drinking water and dry food, sat on the horseback again, and looked forward. There were still fifty miles to the border of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and the distance was not far away.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly: "My lord, Xiangxue has come to look for you..."

But her smile quickly turned cold again, and there was a cloud of dust flying in front of her, horses' hooves stomping on the ground, and there were these inexhaustible horse bandits again.

The girl held the hilt of the sword, the temperature within a radius of 27 feet plummeted, the shadow of the sword fluttered with snow, and all [-] bandits died suddenly.

Ride over the wreckage on a white horse without stopping for a moment.

After the murder, Lan Xiangxue's heart was slightly cold. When she thought of Dugu City, she naturally thought of the woman she had never met before. She was known as the future swordsman, and the woman who inherited the son's [-]% swordsman was destined to become the world's famous sword master...

Holding the reins tightly with his fingers, he couldn't stop Frost and Snow's sword intent from fluttering, and frost froze the grass that the horse's hooves walked on.

"Fengli, wait, wait! I will never take a step back in the sword fight."

……

In the snowy land, there was a person who resisted the scarlet sword and entered the Southern Tang Dynasty.

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