Rebirth of Beigu Sirius

A few days after the black-clothed assassin was captured, some changes occurred in the plan.

When drawing up this plan, the three of them focused on how to lure the black-clothed assassin, but neglected the next important step - if torture and torture could not force out any clues from Hongfeng, then when Mingyou noticed the vision, they would not only go down If the walking action is stuck, it is even more life-threatening.

Unfortunately, the turtle caught in their urn had a very hard mouth, so hard that it was tortured to extract a confession. After seven days of coercion and temptation, it still made no progress. Seeing how time goes by, Mingyou may notice everything , Duan Zhaoying was at a loss, so he had to find two people to sit in the inn to discuss countermeasures.

The Taoist slapped the table and mourned: "Hey, this thief's cooked duck has a hard mouth. Could it be that the plan we have painstakingly drawn up is really going to fall short now?!"

"not necessarily."

Thinking of the mysterious "back move" of that person a few days ago, Yun Zhuo frowned and slapped Situ Lin: "Master Mozun, the situation is critical now, can you explain the deep meaning of your refusal to show up that day?"

Hearing this, Situ Lin took out an exquisite jade carving key from his arms and handed it to Yun Zhuo without rushing to explain, "You keep this one safe."

"what?"

The cold and warm touch fell on the palm of his hand, and Yun Zhuo tilted his head suspiciously: "Could it be related to your plan?"

"No."

Situ Lin shook his head, squinting his eyes with unclear meaning: "It has nothing to do with this plot or the mystery, it can only be regarded as related to our personal affairs."

"Tsk, private matter..."

Looking at the two people who blatantly handed over the tokens in front of them, Duan Zhaoying smacked her lips: "Now that the big event is over, are you still here?"

The Taoist said something interesting, as if he was satirizing the conversation between the two of them again, Yun Zhuo couldn't hold back his face, and slapped the table: "Yes, what are you entrusting to the big thing now?! Hurry up and explain clearly The reason, otherwise I wouldn't accept it!"

Situ Lin rolled his eyes: "Take it first!"

"Success, accept it."

I was too lazy to talk about the urgent matter, but Yun Zhuo was unambiguous, and quickly put the key in his arms, raised his head and said to the man: "Here, I accept it! Tell me quickly!"

"I took a little chance before, and I didn't want to tell others. I didn't expect to take risks now..."

Situ Lin glanced at him, and sighed: "My back move is to be soft if you can't be hard."

Yun Zhuo raised his eyes: "What do you mean? Are you going to curry favor with that thief?"

Situ Lin nodded: "That's right, and since there was an assassination mission first and then a fight later, the thief must be very familiar with Taoist Duan's appearance and appearance, so the only person he has never met before is me."

Yun Zhuo was thoughtful when he heard the words: "So, the fear of being remembered for your appearance is the reason why you refuse to help directly?"

"good."

Situ Lin said: "The next trick I will do is to disguise myself and rescue the black-clothed thief, gain his trust, and then use the waist card as a temptation to lure him to take me to find that Hongfeng."

"That's why you kept it a secret? What kind of trick is it?"

Yun Zhuo raised his eyebrows, and felt that this person was talking nonsense: "Let's not talk about what reason you are looking for to convince people that you will get Hongfeng, just saving a life lightly, the assassin who has been trained for many years Can you believe what you say?"

After finishing speaking, he continued to say: "I advise you to be careful, you will definitely be involved in such a bad move. I think it's better for us to slip away as soon as possible. It's better if we don't get Hongfeng than to lose our lives."

"Of course it's not so unsubstantiated."

Situ Lin shook his head: "I'm going to pretend that I'm Daoist Duan's enemy, and that Hongfeng is also implicated in my secret. I went to Yunlai City this time to seek revenge. Therefore, an enemy's enemy is a friend Second, I need to use him to find Hongfeng for me, isn't this a reason to save people and find Feng?"

"This……"

Although this premise is added, it seems that this plan has a little more meaning of being able to fool people, but thinking about the bizarre and far-fetched experience of this experience, Yun Zhuo still muttered: "Although it is barely reasonable, but do you think people can believe empty words?" ?”

"It's not empty talk."

Situ Lin glanced at Duan Zhaoying, and said again: "I need the Taoist priest and I to play a trick."

Without hesitation, Duan Zhaoying asked, "What do you mean by bitter tricks?"

Situ Lin said: "When you were torturing him, I came out from the dark and 'killed' you on the spot, and then took out a waist card from your pocket as a threat to please him, so that his words can be trusted. .”

After a pause, he added: "The trick of feigning death and holding one's breath is my master, Jiu Miao. If the Taoist leader agrees to try it, I will teach you later."

As soon as the voice fell, Duan Zhaoying didn't say anything when she heard the words, her brows were slightly frowned as if thinking about it, but Yun Zhuo on the side raised her hand first: "No, I shouldn't."

Situ Lin shook his fan and looked at him: "What?"

Yun Zhuo rubbed his eyebrows and shook his head: "It's too dangerous, too dangerous. If the thief really agrees, wouldn't you want to sneak into the Nether headquarters alone? There are all well-trained assassins in there. trap……"

"If the trap is exposed, wouldn't it be sure to die?"

Situ Lin answered the words unhurriedly, then chuckled lightly, and said, "But what if we don't do this? If we don't go into the tiger's den, we won't catch the tiger's cubs. We risked our lives to come here, so we have to stop ourselves? "

"It's a pity to stop here."

Although he was a little muttered by some people's remarks, life is still important after thinking about it, Yun Zhuo still insisted: "But it's a pity, it's a pity, it's better than Hongfeng's life and death, right?"

"Who said I would definitely lose Hongfeng and my life?"

Although the worried look on the face of the person in front of him made Situ Lin look slightly stagnant, the hesitation was still fleeting. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of Yun Zhuo's soft hair, and the corners of his lips curled up: "That's strange!" Yes! Back then at the Lingyun Conference, you boasted that I was unparalleled in martial arts and wisdom, but now you say such frustrating words? Could it be that you don’t believe in your brother Lin’s strength?"

What, what is this?

Well-intentioned and caring, but being molested, being rubbed and provoked, Yun Zhuo immediately blew up, and said anxiously: "Who said I don't believe in your strength? You are changing the concept secretly!"

After finishing speaking, he muttered again: "Besides, I just said that because I was worried about you, how can I be so reckless?!"

"Oh, that's because you're worried, but you don't trust me?"

The appearance of the person in front of him was really interesting, Situ Lin spread his fan to cover the slightly upturned mouth, got up, walked behind Yun Zhuo, and patted him on the shoulder: "Third Young Master, you must be worried that I am not good at martial arts and only talk on paper?"

"Stop, stop you two!"

Seeing that the two people in front of you were talking to each other, and they were asking each other and teasing each other. They didn't see much in discussing the plan, but they seemed to be flirting. If you don't agree, is there still a place for Daoist to speak?"

Yun Zhuo resolutely said: "Yes, of course, but anyway, I shouldn't let it go!"

Duan Zhaoying clicked her tongue: "So you shouldn't, so what's the use of my talking?"

As a result, before he finished speaking, he heard another muffled sound. When he raised his eyes, he saw that the person who had been chattering and objecting just now had collapsed on the table. A bit of half-truth and half-false entanglement.

After a while, he took a deep breath and squinted at him: "Is this response worthy of a long speech?"

"you……"

Unexpectedly, this person would do such a thing. Looking at the unconscious Yun Zhuo on the table, Duan Zhaoying was dumbfounded and shuddered: "How could you..."

"He's too blunt."

Situ Lin sighed: "I knew this would happen when I came up with this timing, so I never wanted to tell him, and now there is no other way but to do this."

After finishing speaking, he asked again: "Master Taoist, do you agree with my plan?"

"How can I trust you?"

Duan Zhaoying frowned slightly: "If I was betrayed by you after I faked my death, wouldn't I have no strength left to fight back?"

Situ Lin said: "Your life and Yun Zhuo's life are tied together. According to Aunt Yinxi's exchange, if you die, he will not be able to live. Therefore, if I kill you, it is the same as killing him."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Yun Zhuo's back in front of the crooked table again, his eyes were gentle: "He is very important to me, so I won't harm you."

The important thing is the important thing. I have heard the rumors about the two people who had a good friendship in the past. I can think of Situ Lin, even though he is an unruly maniac, he is also a majestic leader after all. He is willing to take risks for the clues of this case. Duan Zhaoying Still in doubt.

What kind of friendship is this, to be able to risk one's life so much for the other party's one thing that doesn't hinder one's life?

After thinking for a moment, Duan Zhaoying looked Situ Lin up and down: "You treat him so well, I'm afraid it's really love."

Situ Lin didn't answer, and his expression didn't change: "Yes or no, this is very important?"

"Well, anyway, it's not important to me."

Duan Zhaoying flicked her sleeves: "I just want to investigate my brother's case, what is your love!"

Situ Lin nodded slightly: "That's the matter of Daoist Luo, should the Daoist accept me and then recruit?"

"Okay, you've made it this far, wouldn't it be a disappointment if Daoist shouldn't?"

Duan Zhaoying nodded: "Tell me, when will this bitter show start?"

Situ Lin twirled his fan and said, "Tomorrow at noon, the Taoist priest will follow me to the grassy swamp."