Jianghu is not a place outside the law [Comprehensive martial arts]

Sikong Zhaixing felt that Jiang Yuyu's idea was a bit rotten, but with some ingredients, it wasn't unusable.

First of all, the heart must not belong to Ouyang Ke, as it is easy to be angered.Secondly, there must be a complete set of stories, such as why Ouyang Ke is in Wu Ming's hands, and how to convince Ouyang Feng that Ouyang Ke is in Wu Ming's hands, so that when the two parties meet, Ouyang Feng will not turn against him.

The stories in it are best half-truths and half-false, so that it is not easy to make mistakes in certain details.In the end, in order to prove that what they said is true, we need some tokens from Ouyang Ke... This is the best way.

The two went directly to Zhang San's house, knocked Ouyang Ke unconscious who was flirting with Shangguan Feiyan, and carried him back to the hut.

After Lin Pingzhi was found by Jiang Yuyu, he stayed in the hut all the time, often sitting in a daze by the window, or else sleeping on the small bed made for him by Sikong Zaixing. People are used to it, and at the beginning they could say a few words, but now it's all about doing their own thing and living in peace.

The two came in with Ouyang Ke on their shoulders, threw Ouyang Ke on the ground, and began to pick off Ouyang Ke's clothes.

Lin Pingzhi seemed to realize something when they stripped away only one layer of underwear, and slowly turned his head to face the two, and said in a strange tone: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Yuyu buried his head in Ouyang Ke's clothes looking for tokens that could prove his identity, and Sikong Zaixing touched Ouyang Ke's body. The two of them looked like gangsters plotting evil, if they were not in their own territory, they would be easily misunderstood.

Jiang Yuyu waved his hand and said frankly: "Do something bad, don't bother us."

When Lin Pingzhi heard the words, he naturally didn't ask any more questions, but turned his head and continued to look out the window.Jiang Yuyu touched it, and suddenly remembered that she had forgotten about Lin Pingzhi. She took out the jar containing the big brother's heart from her bosom and walked in front of Lin Pingzhi.

"Look at this."

Lin Pingzhi turned his head slightly. Although he had no eyes, Jiang Yuyu clearly felt his facial muscles pause when he faced the jar, and then he stood up abruptly: "Why is this in your hands? ?!"

Jiang Yuyu: "It looks like you already know what this is."

Lin Pingzhi touched the jar with his fingertips trembling slightly, his voice was a little hoarse, but he still said each word: "This is his heart."

Jiang Yuyu looked at Lin Pingzhi, and tentatively said, "You said before that you were not by the elder brother's side when he died, but the old man Wu Ming said that he cut it out with his own hands. How could you recognize this brother?" a heart."

"He cut it out with his own hands?" Lin Pingzhi stroked the glass jar with his fingertips, then lowered his head and said, "So that's why... because when the heart was cut out, it wasn't inside Weird Man's body."

Jiang Yuyu's eyes widened: "?"

The big brother has a powerful heart, because this heart is refined by him with immortal energy, it has some magical abilities, for example, he can take out the heart and put it back, just to play... In short, because of the ability of the heart, big brother The brother regards this thing as an emergency prop, regardless of whether it is his own heart.

So, when saving someone, after putting it into someone's body, the person leaked the news and was snatched away... snatched away...

The above is Jiang Yuyu's roughly restored plot of the year based on Lin Pingzhi's description.

After listening, Jiang Yuyu couldn't bear to cover his face.So yesterday the old man said that he cut it out with his own hands. Wasn't it the big brother who cut it up?

Fortunately, she was still angry so sincerely, hey!

Sikong Zhaixing picked his ears beside him, and said with some admiration: "The name Weird Xia really didn't make a mistake for him."

To be able to do things with one's own heart, but to save others, isn't that weird and chivalrous.

Jiang Yuyu sighed: "Anyway, after listening to this episode, my love for the big brother seems to have shrunk a little." That's the way I thought you were a beautiful and miserable person whose heart was ripped apart, but I found out You are a sand sculpture who plays with your heart like a ball and loses it.

The force is gone, brother, this feeling has changed!

Sikong Zhaixing smiled sideways: "Why, you just gave up on avenging him?"

Jiang Yuyu held her chin: "...That's not the case, why should Sand Sculpture embarrass Sand Sculpture." Moreover, Wu Ming made her feel very uncomfortable, and with his heart stolen, he would not let it go, then It's better to go to the end.

What's more, there is still a curse of not reporting that you are not Chinese ==.

"Isn't it a fool, why bother Sand Sculpture?" Sikong Zaixing didn't know what Sand Sculpture meant, but this didn't stop him from saying Jiang Yuyu, and then put the jade pendant from Ouyang Ke's body on her head.

"This should be enough to prove his identity. Then wake him up and see if he is willing to write a letter. If he is not willing, let it be. The letter has been tampered with, and it is easy to see the clue between relatives."

"Don't worry, he's definitely willing. Every time I come, he pulls me to tell me that my uncle is Ouyang Feng." Just wait for Ouyang Feng to rescue him.

Jiang Yuyu took the jade pendant to take a picture of Ouyang Ke. When Ouyang Ke heard that the two asked him to write a letter to Ouyang Feng for help, he looked at the two of them flattered: "Have I expired my sentence?"

Jiang Yuyu half-truthfully said: "It's early, but I can let your uncle come and see you first."

Ouyang Ke was agitated when he heard this, he thought it was hopeless to go out after being locked up here for so long. "Okay, I'll write now..." He first wrote a euphemistic letter, saying that he was a guest at a friend's place recently, and because it was a paradise, he couldn't contact the outside world... Before he finished writing, Jiang Yuyu and Sikong Zhaixing rejected it.

Jiang Yuyu stood on his left, with a serious expression, and said: "What paradise, you have to write that this is hell, a prison, a dark and bloody secret place! You have endured the double oppression of your mind and body here, and you must grow up in the end." Weeping blood means save me, save me!"

Sikong Zhaixing stood on the right and added: "You still want to write about being arrested for some reason, but it's been a long time, and today I finally found the opportunity to write this last letter, hoping that my uncle will avenge my nephew."

Ouyang Ke: "...Huh? But I'm not dead."

Jiang Yuyu clenched her fists: "Do you want to try it now?"

Ouyang Ke: "...I understand."

So, under the guidance of the two men, who were half-educated and half-baited, Ouyang Ke wrote several distress letters in different tones, all of which were full of tears, in which he complained about the ferocious face and methods of the leader, his fear these days, and this secret. The evil intentions behind the organization... In the end, Jiang Yuyu spit out some gum blood on the letter paper under Jiang Yuyu's guidance, and it seemed that the person who wrote the letter became more anxious and painful.

Ouyang Ke: "..." His gums are so loose!

Jiang Yuyu and Sikong Zhaixing pointed at these letters, and finally they chose the one with the darkest and most painful words and nodded together, indicating that this version was approved, and then put it back in front of Ouyang Ke.

Sikong Zhaixing added a BUG: "If you are imprisoned, there must be no paper and pen, and you need to change tools."

Jiang Yuyu understood instantly, and tore off a piece of Ouyang Ke's clothes that had been stripped off just now, and put it in front of him.

"Come on, write a blood book!"

Ouyang Ke: "..."

Then why did he vomit so much gum blood just now!

Leaving Zhang San's house with Ouyang Ke's jade pendant and blood book, Jiang Yuyu felt refreshed, and was about to say a few words to Sikong Zaixing beside him, when he realized that there were actually two people standing beside him.

Sikong Zhaixing is on her left, and Lin Pingzhi is on the right.

Jiang Yuyu was startled and said, "Why did you come out?"

Sikong Zhaixing put his hands on his chest, looked at Lin Pingzhi, and said strangely: "When he came out, he put his hand on me, and he came out together."

Lin Pingzhi didn't explain, but asked sideways, "Did you meet that traitor?"

Jiang Yuyu nodded: "Yes."

Lin Pingzhi also nodded, "I'm with you."

Sikong Zhaixing said that Lin Pingzhi's kung fu is actually very high. After all, since he practiced the evil sword manual, although there were some side effects, martial arts was indeed a master at that time. The past hundred years.Before, Jiang Yuyu was willing to bring misfortune to Ouyang Feng, but never thought of asking him to come out to help, and it was also because of his habit of going crazy when he thought too much.

Anyway, Lin Pingzhi can be regarded as the relic of the big brother.

Lin Pingzhi said: "You don't need to worry." He looked at Tao Xin in Jiang Yuyu's arms, "As long as I have this, my mind will always be clear."

By the way, I forgot about the tool heart.

Having said that, Jiang Yuyu naturally no longer objected, and it was already late at night when they came out.Perhaps there were too many officers and soldiers patrolling during the day, and there were fewer pedestrians on the street. There were only a few inns with lanterns hanging to indicate that they were receiving guests.

The three of them were walking along the shadowy path, and they were spotted by the man in black not long after.It was only then that Jiang Yuyu realized how convenient it was to take Lin Pingzhi with him. As soon as he moved, the men in black all fell down without making too much noise, which greatly facilitated their going towards the tower.

On the way to the tower, Jiang Yuyu hesitated and said, "Have all those people been killed?"

Sikong Zaixing moved the tip of his nose, "I don't smell blood."

Jiang Yuyu breathed a sigh of relief, it wasn't that she was a virgin, it was just that she still felt uncomfortable thinking of so many people dying in front of her eyes.

Lin Pingzhi said indifferently: "He doesn't like killing people, and he doesn't like people dying before his eyes."

Jiang Yuyu subconsciously said: "Who?" But soon realized, oh, it's the big brother.

Well, after all, they are all flowers under socialism, and sure enough, everyone is the same.

Lin Pingzhi said with some nostalgia: "Although I don't understand, but now my life is continued by him, I will naturally follow the result he wants and stop killing people."

Jiang Yuyu heard the words and asked curiously: "Will you kill old man Wu Ming?"

"Kill." Lin Pingzhi did not hesitate.

Jiang Yuyu was not surprised by this answer, but he still couldn't help but said, "You said just now that you would obey his desired result and stop killing people!"

Lin Pingzhi tilted his head slightly, as if casting his gaze, raised his eyebrows and said, "Even if I don't obey, he can't jump up from the coffin and hit me."

Jiang Yuyu: "..." That makes sense.

Lin Pingzhi looked back to the front again, and sighed: "By the way, he doesn't even have a coffin, and he can't even jump out of the coffin."

Jiang Yuyu raised his thumbs up to show his approval.

She finally found out that although Lin Pingzhi had a flat face, he could also make surprisingly cold jokes, this must be the sand sculpture breath of the big brother.

At this moment, Sikong Zhaixing, who was leading the way, turned his head to remind the two of them: "We're here."

Ahead, the familiar city tower, Ouyang Feng was already standing on the top of the building, with his hands behind his back, his back to the three of them, and his face to the crescent moon.

Jiang Yuyu cursed in her heart, hid the jar in her clothes, and was about to walk over with Sikong Zhaixing, while Lin Pingzhi stayed behind to adapt.

Jiang Yuyu took a few steps, and there was an inaudible whisper behind him.

"...But I miss him very much."

The author says:

One more, later?