I water the flowers of the kaolin

The author has something to say: To my old readers, I had a pre-acquisition "I Assassinated the Big Brother Seven Times", which was supposed to be opened, but something happened, and it was temporarily changed to "Exquisite and Awe-inspiring".Now that "The Show" is coming to an end, this canceled pit can also be released

This is the real Sand Glyph, and I held it silently for a long time. It was the first time I wrote No.1 title, and I was always embarrassed to let it see the light, but I let it go when I thought it was a sand glyph.Both Gong and Shou are strange men in various senses. There will be no shortage of complaints and spoofs, and there will also be a little bit of seriousness and blood.

Although Jinjiang's comment system is blocked, I will post and reply to the comments of the previous chapter one by one in the author's words of each chapter. I hope to see everyone's comments~

I have a manuscript in my hand, don't panic, I will post 3 chapters in a row today, and I will update it every day at 6 pm. I hope everyone passes by and leave a comment. After all, she has been lonely for a long time, and she is very panicked without readers~

My name is Fang Jiyun, and Fang Jiyun is me.

The day I traveled through was a huge thunderstorm, the rain was pouring outside, and the sky washed the earth. One of the lightning bolts was difficult for me. It swung down from the clouds, pierced through the clouds and fog, and split a tree in my yard.

At that time, I happened to be doing Jung Da Yeon's weight loss exercises by the tree.

You say unlucky?I twisted left and right without being struck by lightning, not bad luck.

You said lucky, right?The falling branch just hit me on the head, damn luck.

When I woke up, I found myself lying on an antique bed.Surrounded by Ming-style furniture, there are delicate and brightly embroidered quilts underneath.

I rubbed my stomach, and the eight-pack abs were in stark contrast to the soft flesh in my memory. They didn't know me, and I didn't know them either. This body definitely wasn't mine.

This is a sub-question: Lao Tzu wears it.

He was dressed as a quack killer, ranked seventh in the organization.

The ranking of seventh is not very good. In the Olympic Games, he can't even get a bronze medal.But seven is an auspicious number here, because the first to sixth all died before him.Looking at it this way, the old seventh is equivalent to defeating the top six. Look at how lucky he is.

But after the death of these six killers, the leaders of the organization promoted No. 8 to No. 13, ranking No. [-] to No. [-] respectively, but the old seven was not promoted, and his salary was not raised.

Whether there is a shady plot in this ranking, as a keyboard detective, I think there is.

I will not explain this shady first, let me talk about the organization first.

The organization is called [Jiexing Yinyue Pavilion].

Holding a cluster of stars in your palm, lead the star mud to make the sky steps, so that the silver light shines brightly, and the purple air soars to the sky.It's just that the sky changes color and the moon looks sad, Xian'e goes down the steps, and lotus acts as a shoe for stepping stars.

Beauty is beauty, but the five-character name is very long. My memory is decades ahead of my body, and it has entered old age early. 】.

360 five elements, there are rules for doing things, and there are also three taboos and five taboos for murderers.For example, pregnant women cannot be killed, children below the knee must be spared, disabled and seriously ill, well-known upright officials, and generals in important border areas, these people cannot be moved easily.

This can be regarded as a circle rule, and the scope of the circle is the whole Jianghu.

But then it said: I don't abide by the rules, I am the master of my circle.

It also said: As long as you pay enough money, whoever cares what head you buy, I will kill my mother.Those who have money are my men, and those who have gold and silver are my eight generations of ancestors.

Everyone can be killed, and all living beings are slaughtered. It is such a glamorous method, but it can't cover the rotting bones and blood.

So I insist that no matter how chaotic this world is, Jieyin Pavilion is the first stinky street, and it can't be cleaned with water and dry cleaning.

Lao Qi, this person, can be cleaned up.Believe it or not, this elder brother has never killed an innocent person since his debut. It is a wonderful flower that grew out of the authentic black mud, and it is white and red.

Almost everyone who died in his hands was a bastard.To pick these people out is to pick out rat droppings from a pot of pork rib soup, and it is too late for everyone to applaud, and those with weak eyes will send elegiac couplets.

Clean is clean, but he kills good and evil, he only kills evil.

The rest of the killers are not as good as Lao Qi, but they don't choose.

You are the leader Who do you love?

I love Lao Qi very much, but unfortunately I am not the leader either.

No matter how the world changes, Lao Qi is still Lao Qi. Everyone has been called Lao Qi Lao Qi for so many years, and few people know his real name, even I don't know.

I searched his half-life memory, and the name of this man has long been blurred. Looking through his memory store, what I see the most are not people, but heads.

This man does not care about his name or surname, but he loves the heads of famous people.

There is a Yin leader who is famous and loves beauty and beauty. He applies young girls' blood every day and eats boy's meat at night. There is an evil power in his dantian to nourish him. He looks like a beautiful young man in his 50s in his 20s.

Lao Qi lurked in his teaching for seven days, and finally broke into the inner room alone and took his dog's head.

The process is magnificent and gorgeous, the audience is full of ups and downs, and the rhythm is just right, there is nothing to criticize.

It was his last assassination.

One thing to add here is that he didn't suffer from the leader of the cult, but the death of the leader of the cult made the disciples turn red-eyed and surrounded Lao Qi like a mad dog, as if they had lost their spiritual parents.

After more than a dozen rounds, the believers were smashed on the ground like a row of tofu, and Lao Qi had a knife on his head, and the skin was a little bit broken. At first glance, it was an inconspicuous injury. Use a triple magnifying glass to see clearly.

The wound was very small, but the blade was poisoned, and the blood penetrated into the marrow.

Seven words, hacking the hero to death with random knives.

Lao Qi was still awake when he was sent back to the organization, and he became a complete vegetable in a few days.His whole body turned into grievances around the bed, but it was me instead. It can be seen that the world has no eyes. If there is an author in this world, we can scold her stepmother ten thousand times.

I was very sorry, three points ashamed, and I also reflected on my behavior of occupying the magpie's nest for a full half a minute.

Then I stood up like a dog and started rubbing my face.

Lao Qi left just like that, and I am still alive.

Fang Jiyun is a human being, and there is a reason why people's eyes are in the front instead of the back. People can only look forward when they live, and dogs look back.

The door of the room rang three times, and I immediately looked back.

At this time, the door rang three more times, and each time it sounded like Thor hit my chest with a sledgehammer. When encountering such a thing, I must hold my breath, calm down, and hold my breath.In just ten seconds, after many efforts, I finally defeated my courage and self-motivation, and I refused to open the door even if I was killed.

Think about my face, it's tense, it should be as stable as a German shepherd, but my heart is very honest, it's beating like a Teddy.

The knock on the door became louder and louder. I glanced at the bottom of the bed, the wardrobe, and the screen from the corner of my eye. I felt that I could hide in the next second. I hoped that I could squeeze into the smallest gap and be a person from now on. Paper people.

But the door didn't give me the opportunity to be two-dimensional. It fell apart with a howl, and it became two-dimensional first.

All that was left of the door frame were some broken pieces of wood, and a person stepped out of it.He patted the ashes on his shoulder with a gesture of disgust, raised his head, and looked at me.

This is a young man.

The first thing I noticed was his high browbones and his lips, which were so thin that they seemed to have been shaved off by plastic surgery.

The shape of the lips is narrow at the top and thin at the bottom, which is more mournful than sharp.The lip color is poisonous red with a bit of death Barbie powder, which makes her complexion pale and pale, and her hostility is hard to hide.He is like an angry internet youth who has played Fantasy Westward Journey for three days and three nights, only to find out that his account has been hacked after he dozed off.

The young man saw that I was awake, and smiled coldly: "You can still wake up!?"

I asked coldly, "Are you disappointed?"

The young man continued to smile coldly.

The two of us came and went "coldly" in such a cologne style.I think if we go on like this, one of us will die from the cold first.

The young man was no longer "cold". He asked me with a sullen face, full of emotion, and eccentricity: "You are very poisonous, and there is no cure for it. The doctors said you couldn't wake up. How did you wake up?" ?”

This tone is very interesting, as if he is looking forward to the death of Lao Qi.

What's more interesting is that I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't think of who he was.

The matter was a little embarrassing, but Lao Qi's character design did not allow him to make too many expressions.In order not to lose shape, I suppressed a series of expressions that betrayed my heart, such as doubts and fears, and asked him with a cold face: "Who are you?"

The young man's face turned pale, he was surprised that I dare not remember him, and his face shook with anger.His upper and lower cheeks were separated at once, folded twice by the anger, and then reunited on the skeleton.

This expression is very ghostly, which really makes me feel familiar and kind.He must have made such an expression in front of Lao Qi before. Seeing this, I felt like wandering around in the palace of my mind. I opened a memory room and found a loading point inside.

After reading the file, I remembered who this "cold" brother was.