Bandit report, always good

"Hey... Tang..." Yan Yan yelled helplessly, but it's a pity that Tang Taro had already run away, what happened to this kid?Yan Yan looked at the man on the ground, lifted his chin, looked at the purple under his neck, and frowned, this attack was too harsh.

Tangyuer walked briskly, he passed through several corridors, until he felt that he was far enough away from Yan Yan, he stopped abruptly, leaned his back against the cold wall, and took a deep breath.

He spread his hands in front of his eyes in disbelief, his fingertips had been scratched by the bark, and blood was still oozing out, why...why did he want to cut off people's necks when he felt the beating pulse under his hands?He obviously didn't have this idea, but his hands made this reaction before him...

The ruthless killing methods of the twelve masked men emerged in his mind that day. He closed his eyes, and every move was very clear. Did he really kill people without blinking an eye?He's not afraid of killing people, it's just...why does he want to kill people?

Tangtao tried his best to calm his breathing, and then walked out from the corridor. This is a deep garden without a ray of sunlight coming in. Moss grew on the dark and damp steps and stones. His feet staggered. , hurriedly supported the pillar on the side, and stabilized his figure.

Suddenly, he heard a cry for help: "Peak Master, please forgive me...Peak Master! Uh..."

Tangyuer raised his eyes and saw a thin and strong old man standing on the rockery not far away. There were several corpses at his feet, his head was tilted unnaturally, and his neck must have been twisted.

As if he sensed Tang Yuer's gaze, the old man turned his body around and faced Tang Yuer. His face was clear and thin, his hair and beard were all white, the corners of his mouth curled up indistinctly, and he was wearing a blue-gray robe. , there is a bit of a sense of immortality, and it is impossible to imagine that the people on the ground will be killed by him.

The old man looked at Tang Yu'er kindly, smiled at him, and Tang Yu'er nodded before turning around and leaving.

The old man spoke suddenly, and his voice was gentle and gentle: "Ordinary people would have cried out long ago when they saw this scene, child, why are you so calm?"

Tangtao'er stopped in her tracks, turned around slowly, and stared at him.

The old man said gently again: "There may be two reasons, one is ignorance and fearlessness, and the other is commonplace. You are not a three-year-old child anymore, you should know that the old man is killing people, presumably it is the second type, you are used to this kind of scene. "

Tangtaro's eyes were full of hostility: "What do you want to say?"

The old man looked at Tangtao'er's fingertips with concern: "Son, your hands are bleeding."

Tangyuer subconsciously clenched her fists, raised her eyes and looked at the old man again: "Are they your...enemies?"

The old man smiled and said, "They are my subordinates."

Tangyuer looked at him: "Then why did you kill them?"

The old man said kindly: "It's just a habit. I'm used to killing people. Whenever I strangle someone's neck, I can't help but want to wring it off."

Tangyu'er was startled, and when she strangled the man's neck, she couldn't help but want to wring it off... Tangyu'er looked at the old man in surprise.

"Do you have this habit too?" The old man looked at Tangyu'er calmly, and then smiled kindly: "You are still young, this is a habit that I only had after six or seven years of murder. No."

Six or seven years... If you calculate it like this, then...wouldn't you have been killing people since you were eleven or twelve years old?Tangtao's breathing suddenly tightened, why?Why did he start killing at such a young age?

Tangyuer looked up at the smiling old man, obviously smiling so kindly, but why did he feel his hands and feet were cold, he heard himself asking in a dry voice: "Habits...can I change it?"

The old man bent down slowly, looking for something in the grass casually, he smiled casually: "Of course the habits formed in one month or two months can be changed, and the habits formed in one year or two years can also be changed, but people like the old , A habit that has lasted for 50 to [-] years, I am afraid it will not be changed.”

"Yes." Tangyu'er looked at the old man or himself, and said, "You can change it, but you don't want to change it."

"Son, you're so naive." The old man took out a familiar purple phoenix butterfly from the grass. Tang Taro's expression changed drastically when he saw it. Said: "It's just early spring, and there are butterflies."

The old man looked at the butterfly hovering in his palm benevolently, and withdrew his hand abruptly. Tang Yuer couldn't help but let out a low cry. The old man's expression remained unchanged, and he turned his palms downward. The butterfly had already turned into powder, and the old man There is no trace of dirt on the hands.

The old man smiled apologetically: "Look, this is a habit. As long as my hands feel life, I will unconsciously destroy him, as if...uncontrollable..."

It seemed uncontrollable... Tangyuer's back was hot, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, and he couldn't help shivering.

"It's like eyes. People often open their eyes to see the world, but why don't they close their eyes to feel the world?" The old man's gentle voice echoed in Tangyu'er's ears bewitchingly: "Because when facing the world, You didn't have time to react and chose to open your eyes. You can choose to close your eyes again, but this is after you open your eyes. You can also choose to cover your eyes, but after removing the cloth strap, you still can't help but open your eyes , When the habit becomes instinct, child, tell me, how do you change it?"

When habit becomes instinct...

How to change?Tangyuer insisted: "It can be changed."

The old man sighed regretfully: "Things that are deeply rooted cannot be changed, unless..." The old man looked at Tangtao'er with gentle eyes: "You can goug your own eyes."

"It's a pity, even though you can goug your own eyes, you can't avoid your desire to open them." The old man said slowly, "It's like... the desire to kill someone."

Tangyuer took a few steps back, the steps were covered with moss, he slipped and fell to sit on the steps, his arms and legs hurt from knocking, he should look for Yan Yan, by the way, where is Yan Yan?

He had to find Yan Yan, Tangyuer recovered from the panic, and just about to stand up, he saw the old man standing in front of him at some point, looking down at him, and stretched out his hand to him kindly .

Tang Taro slapped his hand away vigorously, quickly got up and ran away quickly.

Yan Yan stayed where he was and gave the barbarian a few needles. He waited for the fainted barbarian to wake up, and helped him connect his legs. Just when Yan Yan was about to leave impatiently, the man let out a muffled snort. .

Yan Yan helped him up: "Are you awake?"

The Hu man looked seventeen or eighteen years old, and was quite handsome. He looked at Yan Yan blankly, and chattered a lot.

Yan Yan spread his hands and said helplessly, "I can't hear you (I don't understand)."

The Hu man was stunned for a moment, and after seeing Yan Yan's appearance clearly, he said happily, "It's mud (you)." Then he looked around, his eyes fixed on a rotten peony flower at hand, and he picked it up. Standing up, he said shyly, "I sent mud (to you)."

Yan Yan said speechlessly, "Thank you."

The barbarian looked overjoyed: "Young lady Ni, I just took one look at Ni, and I chewed it so beautifully! (You are so beautiful, I just saw you, and I felt elated.)"

After listening for a long time, Yan Yan finally understood the meaning of his words. He waved the broken peony flower in his hand and gestured: "So, you, are you, come, give me flowers?"

Hu Ren nodded embarrassedly: "Is the mud show overturned? (Do you like it?)"

Yan Yan glanced at the flowers in his hand without a word, and nodded indiscriminately: "Thank you!"

It turned out that the family was here to send flowers, not to kill Tangyuer, yes, Yan Yan glanced at the man's palm, it was fair and delicate, and it didn't look like he knew martial arts. He lays down the killer.

"It's good for you (as long as you like it)." The Hu man said shyly, "Wow...wo's name is Remanlu, Ni...is Ni's name Xi (my name is Remanlu, what's your name)?"

"Oh." Yan Yan thought of Tangtao in his heart, and said casually, "Yan Yan."

"Yanyan." Re Manlu thought hard, and then suddenly realized: "Xuanyan, just like a splendid flower (bright, just like a splendid flower)."

Yan Yan: "..." You can shut up!

Re Manlu rubbed his neck, frowned and said: "My neck hurts when I lie down, and it hurts when I move back, and someone beat me up (my neck hurts so much, it seems like someone beat me up)"

Yan Yan said kindly: "No, no, as soon as I came, I saw you fainted from the fall, you got dizzy, understand? Then, you were raped again, does Cao Teng know? That's right, that's the one, you were raped by Cao Teng Wrapped around the neck, I saved you."

Re Manlu rejoiced again: "I saved me, I was shocked (you saved me, I'm so surprised)."

Yan Yan gestured and said again: "Your legs, legs, need to be fixed, that is, tied, I will send you, send you back?"

Re Manlu's fair face was stained with blush: "I have an appointment with Luya! The mud shakes loose and lies, and the consumption is shocking (you want to send me, I'm so surprised)!"

Yan Yan helped him up, thinking that he could only find Tangtao for a while, and said helplessly, "Beat me (let's go)."

Re Manlu guided Yan Yan with his awkward language and sent him to a room. There were several people sitting in the room, including Hu people and Han people, and there was... Shen Liuliu?Before Yan Yan had time to say hello to Shen Liuliu, he saw the woman in red with green eyes and blond hair running over to Shen Liuliu, and exclaimed, "Remanlu!"

The others all looked at Yan Yan with puzzled or amazed eyes, and whispered to each other.

Remanlu supported the woman in red, and whispered something to her. The woman in red looked at Yan Yan from time to time, and gradually smiled. Shen Liu called Yan Yan over, and said in a low voice: "Why are you with that man?"

"Him?" Yan Yan said casually, "Picked up on the road... rescued on the road, who is he?"

Shen Liuliu pointed at the woman in red with his chin: "That woman is the niece of the King of Persia, she is a famous doctor, and that kid is his younger brother."

Yan Yan snorted: "I thought it was someone from Beiyue Thirteenth Department."

"The imperial court and Beiyue are like fire and water, so they won't be let in." Shen Liuliu said.

As soon as the words fell, the woman in red came over, and Re Manlu was helped by several servants.

The woman in red smiled and said to Yan Yan: "Hi, thank you very much for saving my brother. My name is Hua Sha. May I ask your name?"

Yan Yan thought to himself, this elder sister's Chinese is better than his younger brother's by more than a little bit. As soon as he was about to speak, he was preempted.

Re Manlu rushed to speak: "Yanyan!"

Shen Liuliu laughed, and the attendants of Wan Poison Sect behind him also snickered. Hua Sha seemed to know her brother's Chinese proficiency, and continued to smile at Yan Yan.

Yan Yan cupped his hands and said, "Next time, Yan Yan, you don't have to be polite." If you knew who beat your brother so badly, you probably wouldn't thank me.

Hua Sha said sincerely: "You are so beautiful, I have never seen a person from the Central Plains who is more beautiful than you. When I read your country's poems and books, I learned a sentence: Lang Yan is unique and unique in the world. You really deserve it. "

Yan Yan smiled slightly, coping with it easily: "The girl is also beautiful." Yan Yan recognized the pattern on Hua Sha's dress as a hibiscus flower, and continued to praise: "It's as gorgeous as a hibiscus flower."

With surprise in her eyes, Hua Sha hurriedly said, "Please sit down."

Yan Yan said: "I won't..." Before he finished speaking, Shen Liuliu pulled Yan Yan's arm down, and Shen Liuliu lowered his voice and said, "They have pagoda flowers, so don't rush away and sacrifice your appearance. "

I also sacrificed you!Yan Yan sat down with a smile on his face: "Girl, please!"

Remanlu was helped down to bandage his legs, and before he left, he still reluctantly said to Yan Yan: "Yanyan, you have to wait for me to lie down, so hurry up. (Yan Yan, you have to wait for me, I'll be soon)."

Yan Yan: "..."

Shen Liuliu said: "Miss Hua Sha, to be honest, Yan Yan is the person I just mentioned to you who needs Buddha flowers."

Hua Sha gently stopped Shen Liuliu's words, stood up, and sent away the guests in the room with a smile, leaving only her barbarian attendant, then sat back and said to Yan Yan: "I heard that the head of Shen Say, are you a doctor too?"

Yan Yan nodded: "It's only been studying for more than ten years."

Hua Sha smiled implicitly: "Your words are very interesting. People in the Central Plains pay attention to a word of fate. I am willing to help you, but the ancient Loulan has disappeared for a long time, and there are very few pagoda flowers, so their flower juice is taken to make Coincidentally, we own one set, but it is still on the way of delivery, if it is delivered, we are willing to give it to you."

What? !That's it?Yan Yan felt a little unreal, they wouldn't raise any more conditions, right?

Yan Yan thought it over and said, "Thank you, miss. I don't know what conditions the girl has?"

Hua Sha praised: "It's very simple to talk to you, to be honest, we have one thing to ask you."

"Please tell me, girl," Yan Yan said.

Hua Sha said: "I heard from Master Shen that you are very good at acupuncture and moxibustion. We only have a superficial understanding of this. I hope you will not hesitate to enlighten me."

There is no need to promise with your body, Yan Yan heaved a sigh of relief, and said frankly, "Of course."

Shen Liuliu was stunned, he pressed Yan Yan's shoulder, and reminded: "You should think clearly, this is your master's lifelong painstaking effort, and it will not be passed on."