Shi Yun Ⅱ Sings Crickets Last Night

Xuzhou City.

Xiangyu Pavilion can't go back, Lingfengtang has decided to cut off contact, the only thing Xuan Zifeng can rely on for survival is the network of relationships between suppliers and collectors.

Although the core of the Suppliers and Pickers Alliance is still within Baoyu City, its sphere of influence has spread all over the rich lands in the eastern part of Darong. It is not difficult to provide Xuan Zifeng with a place to avoid the forces of Xiangyu Pavilion.

As for the Hall of Fame...

It is inevitable to be discovered by the largest intelligence dealer base in the world, it is only a matter of time.

In this regard, Xuan Zifeng has the attitude of being able to live every day and being happy every day, but he doesn't take the imminent "death" very seriously.

However, Xuan Zifeng's life was neither "live" nor "happy".

When his feet had just crossed the threshold and hadn't landed on the ground, he was surrounded by a group of people.

"Boss Xuan, how about the quality of this batch of sampled spirit stones?"

The fire spirit stone in the sampling box was in front of Xuan Zifeng, he raised his eyes and glanced over and said: "No one can get one-fifth of the defective products in sampling. Make it clear to their mine that if you don't want to do business, don't do it." , there are so many Lingshi mines in Dayong, there is no shortage of them in the Gonglian."

"Boss Xuan, the castellan's family has already accepted your invitation. Do you want the restaurant to prepare a gift for the castellan's wife tomorrow?"

The documents of the city lord's family, young and old, were stuffed into Xuan Zifeng's hands over the shoulders of several servants.

Xuan Zifeng flipped through the booklet with a few clicks, and threw it back into the man's hand with precision, "There is no need to prepare it for his wife, there is no lack of it. Give his mother a few bottles of elixir to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the vitality, and give him a gift money." Something aphrodisiac hidden in the box."

Everyone laughed out loud.

"Boss Xuan, don't scare me, aren't these spirit tools really produced by Xiangyu Pavilion?"

After scratching a fingernail on the list handed over by the visitor, Xuan Zifeng took the documents handed over by the other servants and signed while saying: "If it is produced by Xiangyu Pavilion, there must be a formation of broken jade dark patterns on the receipt." Anti-counterfeit, the pattern on yours is fake, it is probably imitated by a spiritual tool factory in Baoyu City, but it can be sold at a good price."

"Boss Xuan, the mine in Shazhou City has collapsed, but the batch of spirit stones we ordered has already been on the road, so it will not be affected..."

"Boss Xuan, Boss Xu from Qianzhuang would like to treat you to a meal..."

"Boss Xuan..."

Maybe it's really that dogs can't change that, so Xuan Zifeng started to work as a supplier and picker again, working day and night.

The conditions of Xuzhou City are naturally incomparable to Baoyu City, but its conditions for business development are also extremely good, and it is definitely qualified to be a small branch of the Suppliers and Miners Alliance.

Back then, if Song Yun hadn't insisted on letting them live penniless in Baoyu City for a whole year, Xuan Zifeng wouldn't have become a collector because of Wuweilou's reward task.

Looking back, most of the things around Xuan Zifeng existed because of "Song Yun".

Whether it is unconsciously imitating or doing it deliberately, there are many traces of Songyun; the former best friends and the most precious memories are all due to the diving missions related to Songyun. rise.

Maybe Xuan Zifeng can keep himself busy.

In this way, he will not be immersed in the torment of reminiscence and lovesickness; in this way, he can cover up his complete failure in Xiangyu Pavilion with the success of business orders; in this way, he can capture the warmth and noise of the old days while drinking of residual temperature.

Until the note with the secret language of Leafing Hall slipped from Xuan Zifeng's account book.

——It's time.

In the cold wind of early winter, the slightly drunk was completely sober.

Xuan Zifeng unfolded the secret letter, and couldn't help laughing when he saw the characters and symbols.He didn't expect that he hadn't forgotten the complicated secret language of Lefengtang.

"The hall master's order, return to order, Zishi, the ruins of the ancient city wall on the outskirts of Xuzhou..."

As soon as the words fell, several scorched black dots appeared in the center of the paper, burning sporadically, spreading across the entire paper.

Xuan Zifeng let go of his hand lightly, and the secret letter turned into ashes and scattered in the silent night sky.

- What should come will always come.

The outskirts of Xuzhou, the ruins of the ancient city wall.

It was the master of the Lingfeng Hall who called Xuan Zifeng back to his life today.

Xuan Zifeng's thoughts seemed to fly back to that rainy night and that ruined temple. He could still think of the smell of the moss wet by the rain, and the smell of dust raised when the roof fell.

Standing among the ruins of the ancient city wall at this moment, Xuan Zifeng's heart was almost blank.It was rare for him to have no thoughts or plans in his mind, and the sea of ​​consciousness was very quiet, completely different from usual.

"looking at what?"

At some point, a man was sitting on the broken wall behind Xuan Zifeng, and the man spoke to Xuan Zifeng.

"Responding to the words of the hall master, he was looking at the broken wall." Xuan Zifeng replied.

The sound of soles on the ground came from behind, getting closer.

The hall master walked to Xuan Zifeng's side, probably looking at the same broken wall, and asked, "What do you see?"

"Seeing myself tomorrow." Xuan Zifeng raised his head slightly to look at the night sky, and put his hands on Qiuchuan on his waist, "Hall Master, are you all right?"

A light laugh came from the side, the hall master seemed to be smiling.

Xuan Zifeng felt a little strange, so he turned his head to look in the direction of the hall master.

It's good not to look at it, but I was shocked when I saw it.

The two horns on the top of the melon stretch out to the rear, and under the horns are two small trumpet-like ears. The white-haired head turns slowly, revealing innocent squinting eyes, long inverted nostrils and weird smiling lips.

Next to the fairy man's head is a mountain, a sheep, and a head.

——?

Taking a closer look, Xuan Zifeng realized that the hall master was wearing a goat headgear.

——Chairman, can't you choose a more conventional way of appearance?

Xuan Zifeng silently calmed down his little heart, twisted his head back stiffly, and forced his fairy man's eyes not to have such hot eyes again.

There was an awkward silence in the air.

The hall master didn't speak or move, and Xuan Zifeng didn't know whether he should speak or move.

After a while, Xuan Zifeng finally realized that he was no longer in the Xiangyu Pavilion, and he couldn't keep up with the rules there.

"My subordinate Xuan Zifeng, pay my respects to the hall master."

There was no joy or anger in the hall master's voice, "It seems that you have adapted well in Xiangyu Pavilion."

"Subordinates dare not." Xuan Zifeng calmly took out the information about Xiangyu Pavilion from Rong Ling's belt, "Please take a look at it, Master."

There is not much adulteration in the information here. After all, besides Xuan Zifeng, there are other spies lurking in Xiangyu Pavilion, so even submitting false information is useless.But how many of them are not reported, all of which are controlled by Xuan Zifeng himself.

If Xuan Zifeng couldn't hang up here, he still hoped that he could find out that "colleague" in Shenmu School.

The hall master took the information and was not in a hurry to look through it, and asked him, "I heard that you are working for Song Yun now?"

"……Yes."

Xuan Zifeng followed the hall master's words, and his brain was running rapidly, trying to extract some clues from the hall master's few words.

——Who did you listen to when you heard about it?

The news that the hall master has must have come from the director of the education department or another spy.

——Where did the saying "do things for Songyun" come from?

Before that, Xuan Zifeng didn't know how Shenmu School explained his disappearance.From this point of view, it is likely that Shenmu School did not announce the truth immediately as usual, but silently suppressed this matter, declaring to the outside world that he was performing tasks for Song Yun.

After sorting out the details, Xuan Zifeng had a rough guess in his heart, so he plucked up his courage and prepared to fool the hall master.

The hall master asked, "What does he want you to do?"

"Returning to the hall master, Mr. Songyun instructed me to work as a collector in Rongguo and collect information from various sects." Xuan Zifeng was very quick to tell lies, but he didn't need to write a draft.

Hearing this, the hall master was delighted, "Is what you did in Xiangyu Pavilion your old profession?"

Xuan Zifeng said: "The teaching from the Lingfeng Hall is unforgettable."

This set of arguments was very reasonable, and the hall master seemed to believe it. He lifted Xuan Zifeng's chin with the handle of the knife, and looked carefully at this more and more breathtaking face through the goat's head.

"I just picked you. It seems that your face still pleases him very much. Can he listen to your pillow breeze now?"

Xuan Zifeng was shocked and heartbroken when asked this question.He gritted his teeth to stabilize his mind, and said half-truth, half-truth: "Hall Master, Song Yun did not cross the line with his subordinates due to the etiquette of teachers and students, but he already trusts his subordinates very much. Going out is also afraid of getting along with each other day and night, and it's hard to control yourself."

Good guy, the lies are too outrageous, if Song Yun hears this, he might spit out tea.Half of Xuan Zifeng's heart is that he doesn't believe it, and the other half has a little bit of hope that these are true.

——The conscience of heaven and earth, a helpless move, Master, don't blame it!

"Oh? You haven't even tasted the art in the room that our spies in the Lefeng Hall are proud of, but you've already been fascinated by you?" The hall master asked, "Then what did he give you?" Token?"

- It's over!

Xuan Zifeng's heart was almost completely chilled.Song Yun always keeps a distance from the students to avoid suspicion, not to mention the "secret teaching and receiving" that may violate the regulations of the Shenmu School. Where can he get a token for the hall master?

At this moment, Xuan Zifeng's mind suddenly caught on.

"Returning to the hall master, Song Yun once gave him personal scented handkerchiefs and clothes, as well as ink treasures... In addition, he and his subordinates also enjoyed the Spring Festival together."

——Who stipulates that mutual rewards must be at the same time and in the same place?After reading the same book, why is it not considered a shared reward?

Well, no problem!

The champagne was forged with the cedar spice sent by Iron Blood; but the cloak was indeed worn by Song Yun, but it was not close-fitting.Anyway, what he said was "close-fitting champagne and clothes", but didn't say "close-fitting champagne and close-fitting clothes".

These so-called "tokens of love" are either fake or stolen, and in the end only ten words are true.

And how could Songyun's handwriting always stay on the thin and easily damaged rice paper?Xuan Zifeng had already taken it to mount it with high-quality cloth, and inlaid thin silk as a frame around it to make a hand scroll with a jade scroll head.

The hall master raised his hand to unfold the carefully framed scroll, and glanced at it.

"He really likes you."

After all, the hall master asked Xuan Zifeng to put these things away.

"However, it's really a pity. Having the wisdom of heaven and earth, but being a sacrifice for the Spring Festival, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach the ninth rank in this life." The hall master said with some regret.

Xuan Zifeng's heart was picked up.

Now that the hall master already knew about the Spring Festival, Song Yun, who couldn't reach the ninth rank, was no longer his target.

This could be a great thing, or it could be a bad thing.

For Song Yun, the best thing is that Lingfengtang gives up contact with him and no longer sends spies to disturb him; the worst thing is that he loses the use value and is silenced because of his close contact with the spies of Lingfengtang.

——Please let Lingfeng Hall spare Master's private life!Xuan Zifeng prayed silently to the hall master's goat head.

"In that case..."

After a little thought, the hall master spoke.

"You should take good care of him and keep an eye on his movements. He won't be able to reach the [-]th Duan, but in the future, many [-]th Duans will have to respect him three points."

Unexpectedly, the hall master maintained the original order and did not make any changes.While Xuan Zifeng breathed a sigh of relief, the string in his heart also tensed.This means that Songyun is safe for the time being, but Xuan Zifeng has to continue to contact him as an undercover agent.

"By the way, didn't you get Song Yun's unpublished manuscript?"

——?

Xuan Zifeng was at a loss.

"Some of the theories have already been seen in the new book published. The "Little Spirit Master" series of books is over, but the new series of "Walk with the Boys" is still being updated. How many books does he plan to publish in this series? Where did it go?"

——Chairman, are you still following Master's serialization?

Xuan Zifeng, who is not qualified to proofread and review manuscripts for Songyun, had no choice but to make nonsense, "Mr. Songyun doesn't like to be disturbed by others when writing manuscripts, and his subordinates tried to serve the pen and ink many times, but he politely refused."

The hall master looked through the information and asked many questions about the pavilion master Wang Jue and Shenmu School, Xuan Zifeng answered them one by one.

Finally, all the questions that should be asked are almost finished.

——It's time to accept the judgment of fate!

Using spiritual power to gently dredge his numb legs, Xuan Zifeng couldn't help clenching his fists.

"Xuan Zifeng, you completed this diving mission..." The hall master closed the information Xuan Zifeng handed over and put it away, "Not bad."

——Chairman, don't beg for breath when you speak!

Before the word "not bad" came out, Xuan Zifeng's heart rate almost broke through the sky.

The hall master stroked his real goatee thoughtfully, and said slowly: "It stands to reason that you already have the qualifications to compete for the seat of the Twelve Guards of You, but what you learned in Xiangyu Pavilion is also great. It's useful, don't forget, after all, it was trained|taught by Song Yun himself."

Hearing this, Xuan Zifeng knew that his becoming the You Twelve Guards might have some changes.

"I don't know, are you interested in the work of education steward?"

This proposal undoubtedly moved Xuan Zifeng's heart.

As long as he becomes the supervisor of education, Xuan Zifeng can restrain some spies for his own use.Just like Xuan Zifeng, his actual control is more in the hands of the education chief.

If one day the hall master and the head of education fall out, some of the spies who want to survive will be driven by the head of education due to the threat of Gu insects and formations.

The heartbeat belongs to the heartbeat, and the action must be cautious.

The answer this time may mean "stand in line".

Logically speaking, when Xuan Zifeng reported on the dive mission, it should be the head of the Lingfeng Hall, the elders, and the chief education officer who appeared together.But this time, there was no one else present except the hall master, which showed that the hall master deliberately avoided others.

Over the years, the orders of the supervisor of the correctional university and the order of the hall master have become more and more contradictory, and the conflict between the supervisor of the correctional university and the hall master has gradually intensified.The hall master is asking Xuan Zifeng to show his attitude.

To become the Twelve Guards of You is to be used by the hall master, and to become the steward of education means to support the steward of education.

There is not much time left for Xuan Zifeng to hesitate, and Xuan Zifeng has already made a choice in the light of calcium carbide.

"The subordinates are willing to listen to the wind and rain for the hall master."

The hall master's goatee began to tremble, and he laughed out loud.

Twelve black shadows appeared in the ruins of the ancient city wall at some unknown time. Some of them stood on the top of the wall, some stood on the dead wood, and some lay on the gap between the ruined wall.

Xuan Zifeng's heart trembled.

He had already sensed that besides the hall master, there were eight or nine people squatting nearby, but he never expected that all the Twelve Guards of You would be present tonight.Among them, there are at least three or four whose strength is absolutely above Xuan Zifeng's, unfathomable.

If he was on the wrong team just now, the dignified and secluded twelve guards are enough to move his head.

"Not bad, not bad. Xuan Zifeng really lived up to my high expectations." The head of the hall shook the goat's head and said to the whole body: "Your twelve guards are here, can this kid be allowed to enter the 'killing seat'?"

"Zizhiwei, yes."

"Ugly guard, yes."

"Yin Zhiwei, yes."

……

"Xu Zhiwei, yes."

"Guardian of Hai, yes."

A black shadow moved a seat for the hall master. The hall master tapped the armrest with his fingertips and said slowly: "These twelve guards are ranked from strong to weak. They are called the twelve earthly branches and belong directly to this seat. After entering the killing seat , become the only killing seat within a year, and kill the You Twelve Guards to replace him. Everyone, report the number."

"Zizhiwei killed the seat, zero people."

"The Ugly Guard kills the seat, zero people."

……

There was no one in the killing seats of the first five You and Twelve Guards, and no one dared to enter the killing seats until the sixth-ranked Si Zhiwei, and they all gathered in the last three You, Xu, and Hai Zhiwei.The Xu and Hai killing seats are full of six people, and the unitary is four people.

It seems that the spies are still very self-aware and cherish their lives.

Among the top three, Xuan Zifeng couldn't see through their spiritual power, but the fourth-ranked Mao was already at the sixth-level high-level strength of Ling Yu, and even the last Hai was at the peak of the fifth-level high-level.No wonder these candidates are all pushing towards the bottom three seats.

The hall master said: "The last three of You Twelve Guards changed so frequently that I can't remember them all. Xuan Zifeng, you should think about who you want to be in the killing seat?"

Under normal circumstances, Xu and Hai are full, no matter who is at this time, they can only choose the relatively weak You Zhiwei, first survive, and then be driven to the underworld later, or ask the person at the top of the ranking to go to the underworld Sit down.

But coincidentally, Xuan Zifeng is not a normal person, and his teacher never taught him to play cards according to the routine.

"Then I will enter the Son's Guard Killing Seat."

Under the moon, Xuan Zifeng revealed a slight smile.

Astonished.