sword pointing heart possession

Chapter 10 Letters from Tibetan Sword

Guzhu Wang left after treating Ye Fan's injury, waved his sleeves, and walked away in a free and easy way.Only the words "I originally wanted to take you back to the Valley of the Wicked to get married, but since someone can find the hidden sword" and the mess left.Poor Ye Wuhen looked at this, looked at that, and finally sighed resignedly, rolled up his sleeves and spent a long time before Guo Chung, who was stunned by the sound of the flute, Ye Fan, who barely vomited blood, and everyone from head to toe At the end of the air, the wife of the quasi-five village head who was too thin and unable to help resisted back to Jinshui Town.

After throwing the beggars who were heavy and sleeping into the inn room, Ye Wuhen heaved a sigh of relief, moved back to his room with difficulty, fell directly on the bed and did not move.

Thinking of the difficulties on the way back, two people plus two epees, and Tang Xiaowan who was kind enough to almost be of no help, Ye Wuhen put an arm on his forehead and rolled his eyes. 'What is it like? TVT

It would be better if this beggar gang woke up, at least one less person could be carried, but I don’t know if the sound of Guzhu Wang’s flute is too lethal, even if this guy is slapped, it’s useless, what should be dizzy is still dizzy.What's more, it's okay to simply pass out, or to stand up quietly, but you are still talking, dreaming, talking!

wake up!This young master is not your Cuihua! !

After a little movement of his numb arms, Ye Wuhen rested a little, and stood up again - now he is the only one who can move here, and there are still many things to deal with. ... What Tang Xiaowan?Can you count on?Are you kidding me?

As soon as the door was opened, the noisy voices came, among which was a familiar male voice the loudest:

"Boss - let's have another jar!"

It was the beggar gang who was still lying dead half an hour ago.

Seeing Guo Zhongyu holding the wine jar and drinking by himself, not at all dizzy as he was half an hour ago, Ye Wuhen clenched his fists several times, resisting the desire to do it.

Sober up so soon, don't pretend just now

"Yo, young master, you are here!" However, Guo Zhongyu didn't have that self-consciousness. Seeing Ye Wuhen come down, he happily waved the wine jar at him: "Thank you for bringing me back, I'm so sorry to be drunk... Hehe, this I'll entrust you, brother, for the money for a table of wine!"

The corner of Ye Wuhen's mouth twitched: "Wait, you just said... you were drunk?" Didn't you get stunned?But the jar of wine?

Remembering that on the top of the mountain, Guo Zhongyu had indeed drank the whole jug of wine in one gulp, and then fell asleep blatantly after a long time, which made him think that the guy was injured, and Ye Wuhen's anger came up again.

"Yeah, I don't drink very well, hehe, so I still can't learn how to laugh and be drunk." Guo Chung scratched his disheveled head, "I also dreamed that I was riding on Li Feisha, haha, it's too late. It's shaking, it's hard and uncomfortable, is that your horse, young master? Do you want me to feed you to make it fatter?"

...Master, I'm sorry, the disciple may want to beggars, reputation, and hatred.

After beating Guo Chungyu and throwing him back to the guest room, Ye Wuhen, who finally let out a sigh of relief, paid the boss for the loss. By the way, he ordered a few small dishes for Ye Wuzhuang and his wife who were recovering in the room, and finally went back to the room to lie down in peace. corpse.

that night.

bang bang bang!Boom boom boom!Boom boom boom boom!

The knock on the door became louder and more intense, and finally it became a knock on the door.Ye Wuhen, who had already fallen asleep, frowned, finally got up rubbing his eyes, habitually carried the light and heavy sword on his back, swayed to the back of the door, shook his head to wake himself up, held the doorknob, and slammed pull--

Plop!In response, a Ye Shenfan fell in.

Ye Wuhen yawned, very dissatisfied: "Master Wu...it's so late, what's the matter?"

"You boy... Zhuangzi dares to sleep so dead outside." Ye Fan rubbed his head and stood up, grinning his teeth: "What if you are really assassinated! I won't save you!"

"Assassination will not be as stupid as you, the voice is loud but not murderous...yawn." Ye Wuhen rubbed his eyes and muttered as if he was eager to go to sleep, and he didn't want to think about who was responsible for being so tired today!

Ye Fan had no choice but to shake him: "Okay, don't sleep, you may really not be able to sleep tonight... Come and see this." He handed over a letter.

"What... from the villa?" Ye Wuhen rubbed his eyes vigorously, there is no mistake, this kind of letter paper with golden hot edge is only available in the villa, "When?"

"Just now." Ye Fan pursed his lips, "It was sent by the messenger. I will collect it for you when you are not here. Hurry up and take a look!"

Ye Wuhen is also very curious, what is the content of the letter that can be sent to the disciples during the tour?

Let him take Ye Fan back?The information network of the villa spread so quickly

However, the contents after disassembly are confusing.

"Go back to the village immediately to meet the owner...?" Ye Wuhen stared at the letter paper with only one sentence on it and read it several times, and looked at Ye Fan beside him for help, "What do you mean?"

"It's literally..." Ye Fan also didn't understand, it was just an order, there was no reason, he had never seen such a letter in his life, he thought for a while and gave up decisively: "In short, you go back quickly, big brother, they do this They must have their own reasons, and the letter is true, so there is nothing wrong with following the above."

Carefully studying the hidden sword symbol at the end, Ye Wuhen nodded hesitantly: "It makes sense, but once I leave, what will you do? Can you and Miss Tang go back safely?"

"Hey, I said don't worry about it." Ye Fan smiled very convincingly, "I can feel that Master hasn't gone far! Besides, my fourth brother told me when I was a child that if you encounter troubles that cannot be solved, you can ask your sworn brother for help. !"

"... Have you sworn brothers?"

"No, you can find it now!"

"..." Ye Wuhen was deeply depressed, "I'd better stay." Chirping, he was really worried!

"Oh no, no, I mean, really don't need it, ah ha ha ha." Ye Fan wiped off his sweat and said with a dry smile, he almost wrote you, the light bulb, on his face, "This letter seems to be urgent , you should hurry up and leave haha..."

Ye Wuhen shook his head. "No," he said, "this letter is false."

Ye Fan's hand stopped, he was stunned for a while, and said hurriedly: "You are not kidding, brother? This is the exclusive letter paper of the villa, and there is a sign of our hidden sword at the end. Even the handwriting is taught by the villa. Why? meeting……"

"The problem lies in the sign, five masters, you don't have to pretend anymore." Ye Wuhen said lightly, "If a person writes a letter, then his own words or names will be written on the sword at the end of the sign. If it is a secret letter, it will draw a sign with garlic juice... I don’t know what it is for the time being, but this letter has neither handwriting nor garlic smell, and the content is also concise like never before. Suspect."

"And what I'm really sure about is you, the fifth village owner."

Ye Wuhen observed Ye Fan's expression, and said in a deep voice: "Even if I can't see the strangeness of this letter, don't you understand the five villas? But you are sure that the letter is true, and you are urging me to follow the instructions. Aren’t the instructions in the letter a bit self-explanatory?”

"Taking a step back, would messengers really allow others to collect letters on their behalf? Regardless of whether it is sinister Jianghu or professional ethics, they will not allow letters not to be delivered to affect their performance."

"So, Fifth Village Master," Ye Wuhen looked straight into Ye Fan's eyes, "Can you tell me where this letter came from?"

After hearing Ye Wuhen's analysis, Ye Fan's expression became relaxed, and finally he laughed loudly: "Okay, this time, the disciple is very vigilant! But, if you don't even touch the sword, you are not afraid of me at all!" Is it fake?"

"It's the real thing." Ye Wuhen rolled his eyes, "Although I'm surprised that you didn't accompany Miss Tang... But not smiling can make people feel stupid, except that you don't think otherwise."

"...Is there anyone like you who dismissed senior brother?" Ye Fan shrugged, "Okay——"

"Of course the letter is true, because it was written by the young master himself!" Ye Fan raised his chin, "Every time the disciples go through training, the villa will secretly send out spies to follow the most talented among them, because they are The future backbone of the sect is the unbreakable elite! Protect them from dying in the process of giving them more experience, until they return to the villa for unified evaluation. And this letter is the last link inside."

The corner of Ye Wuhen's mouth twitched: "Should I feel honored?"

"Of course, but what you said is the basic requirement, right?" Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, "I think back then, my young master... well, this letter will be delivered to the disciples in various ways when their experience is about to end, But only a few people can see the clues - of course, you still have to do it, but the disciples who see it can get the temporary right to use a piece of flying sand or tayan, and get it from the nearest post station by letter... cough cough me Not on purpose!"

Seeing Ye Wuhen's face as dark as the bottom of a pot, Ye Fan, who knew he had poked his junior brother's black history again, smiled apologetically, "I was wrong, I was wrong, anyway, the next journey will definitely be turbulent, just to be safe, junior brother, you'd better hurry up!" It’s better to go out quickly, although it’s easier to avoid the trap during the day, but the speed of travel is not as fast as at night—from receiving the letter, you must return to the villa within two days, this is the rule.”

Ye Wuhen estimated the distance, and found that even at his speed, it would take him day and night to get back in two days =-=

"The spies have already contacted us, so you don't have to worry about the safety issues here. What I said just now that the master is nearby is still true." Ye Fan blinked, "Let's go now, junior brother, I will take care of the beggar gang , leave it to me, don't worry!"

...No, I'm not worried at all!

The author has something to say:

Inexplicably feel that the beggar gang is very pitiful. =V=

Experience and everything are original plots~ The poor young owner can't even use the rewards for clearing the detective game 23333

Please keep your claws!

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