Miao Jiangke

That wild goose feather had already been tied to the ancient tree, but the assassin has been stroking his heart subconsciously these days, as if he felt it was still there.

When I didn't feel it, I felt an indescribable emptiness in my heart.

The assassin felt uneasy, these days he became more and more sure of the strangeness between him and the young master, and his mood also changed unconsciously.

The young master has never slept with others.

The young master never treated Ying Liu Ying Shi like teasing him.

The young master seemed to like being next to him.

... and so on.

Qiu Yangui's expression was dull, he stood in front of the door in a daze, maybe the young master was just having fun.

But he did not reject these.

Qiu Yangui pursed his lips, shook his head and put aside those chaotic thoughts.

In any case, he's just a lowly assassin and that's all.

The answer was ready to come out, Qiu Yangui seemed to have seen the clear explanation under the veil, as long as he stretched out his hand, or a gust of wind passed by, he would be unable to avoid it.

But he didn't raise his hand in the end, and closed his eyes as if to escape.

"Yangui, why don't you come in?"

The voice through the wooden boards was not so clear, but it woke up the assassin all of a sudden, Qiu Yangui responded vaguely, and gently pushed the door open.

"Young master." He slowly walked in front of the master.

Zuo Qingyue put down the scroll in his hand, raised his lips and looked at him, "What's the matter?"

Qiu Yangui stared at the ground, pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "...the matter of the Blood Pavilion has made some progress, this subordinate asks for orders to go to Wuzhou, and I hope that the master will be fulfilled."

Zuo Qingyue withdrew his smile slightly, and after a pause, he replied nonchalantly, "Well, let's go."

The voice was neither salty nor weak, the assassin could naturally hear the displeasure of the master, curled his slender fingers slightly, and said in a low voice after a long while, "This subordinate should go early and return early."

As soon as the words came out, the house was silent.

Only then did the assassin realize how misleading his words were, as if the young master was looking forward to his return.

Qiu Yangui's face turned hot, and he hurriedly said, "Subordinate, I mean..."

"En." Zuo Qingyue interrupted him, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he said deliberately, "Go early and come back early."

In the early autumn, it seemed that there were still embers of summer, and the warm heat surged in the house, but the young master seemed to know nothing, and looked at him leisurely.

The assassin paused for a long time before softly saying: "Yes."

-

With the clues given by Yuqian, Qiu Yangui's thoughts became much clearer, and he ruled out several exterminated sects.

At this point, there is no need to use the contacts of Swallowing Cloud Pavilion, thanks to Ying Liu who is running around, Qiu Yangui went to "Buyuling" in the north of Wuzhou alone.

"Buyuling" sounds lonely, but it is not a sparsely populated place. At the foot of Buyuling is a "fishing town", which lives by water.

However, the terrain here is extremely complicated with twists and turns. According to Yuqian's "guess", this place was once a deceptive trick left by "Buyu Pavilion" to escape the tracking of various sects.

However, "Buyu Pavilion" was destroyed later, the town lost its restraint, and gradually developed relying on the mountains and rivers, and the power of Buyu Pavilion quietly faded away.

But whether it will dissipate or not is really hard to generalize.

Qiu Yan changed into ordinary clothes, pretended to be a stranger passing by here, lowered his eyes and took steps, slowly blending into the crowd.

-

Fishing town, in front of the small stall at the entrance of the alley.

There was no business at this time, and a few people were chatting from a distance.

"A stranger came from the east." One of them lowered his voice.

"Outsider?" The other person smiled playfully, turned his head and whispered, "Find out the details, it's a dangerous time recently, go and report to your superiors."

"Okay... By the way, do you have any clues about the force that the Pavilion Master asked you to investigate?"

The man sighed, "It's well hidden. I don't know the details. I only know that this force should be related to the Blood Pavilion. He followed the clues to find us when he was investigating the hidden secrets of the Blood Pavilion. The strange thing is that I couldn't find out at all. Who is the other party?"

"What? The Blood Pavilion wasn't destroyed, how could it be..."

"Hey, either something slipped through the net, or...someone is trying to make things difficult for us." He lowered his voice, "Sending someone to keep an eye on that foreigner, it's an eventful time, so it's best to be cautious."

"it is good."

-

"Ma'am, I wonder if there is a place to stay near here?" Qiu Yangui showed a gentle smile and asked a little shyly.

The aunt was stunned, and looked at Qiu Yangui up and down, but she really wasn't making a fuss about it, their fishing town is poor and remote, although life has been much better in the past two years, but few foreigners come here.

"Is my baby a permanent resident or a rest?" With a strong local accent, the aunt threw the fish back into the bucket and wiped her hands casually with her clothes. "Our place is remote, and my baby is looking for someone?"

Qiu Yangui's originally shy expression turned a little lonely, and said in a low voice, "There have been changes at home, and I want to rest here as I pass by."

He was in a hurry and didn't take much rest on the road. His face was indeed a bit haggard. The aunt didn't doubt it, but she unconsciously showed a little pity in her eyes. She enthusiastically pointed him to several places, and finally told him to take care of himself and stay alone. Be careful out there.

Qiu Yangui thanked the aunt, turned around and walked towards several homestays.

The houses in the fishing town are densely packed, the street market is noisy and noisy, and there are a few shouts with a local accent from time to time. Qiu Yangui walked in the crowd restrainedly, his eyes were a little dazed, but he couldn't help looking around curiously, like A cowardly bag that anyone can rub.

It's just that when passing by the teahouse, he suddenly felt that someone was watching him, and the assassin's instinct was wrong.

He glanced at the guests in the teahouse with a natural expression, and then casually looked to the other side, a dark light flashed in his lowered eyes.

"There's really nothing suspicious about this person. I'll just keep an eye on it. Go and see if those people in Beizhen are lazy." There were two people sitting in the teahouse, and one of them shook his head and sneered, "These grandchildren , If you have a good job, you are like a dog that has seen its bones, and the pavilion master just likes to flatter you."

"Okay, then you stay here and watch, don't make any trouble." The other person nodded and said in a low voice, "I ran into trouble at the Swallowing Cloud Pavilion before, and the Pavilion Master doesn't want to see them recently."

"Since the pavilion master doesn't arrange errands, let's find something for them to do."

"Look at it, just don't make a big fuss, and the pavilion master who makes a small fuss won't pay attention."

They were negligent for a moment, and didn't see the assassin's cold eyes lingering on them for a moment.

It seems that this fishing town is really tricky.

Qiu Yangui found a homestay to rest, and then used the excuse of going out for a walk to inquire about news. He is now in Beizhen, so let's get acquainted with Beizhen first.

It's just that he just raised his smile, but he saw the crowd suddenly commotion, and there was a lot of noise——

"Shopkeeper, we are all neighbors! If you don't hand over my monthly money, then we will die here together today!"

A middle-aged man was holding an ax in his hand, standing in front of the restaurant with a gloomy expression, the crowd scattered but were reluctant to leave, Qiu Yangui didn't have the habit of watching the excitement, turned and left.

A sedan chair was quietly parked not far away, and the curtain was gently lifted by a corner. The people waiting outside sighed when they saw this, and leaned in front of the curtain in a low voice, "It is estimated that the group of people in Nanzhen are not used to it. There is a small stumbling block, master, look..."

"Don't worry about it." A thick and gloomy voice sounded, and there was a sudden pause, "The person in front of you doesn't look like a fishing town, go and see what's going on."

The man heard the words and looked forward. Among the crowd watching the excitement, Qiu Yangui looked very abrupt. He squinted his eyes, and immediately seemed to think of something, "Just now Nanzhen came to report the letter, saying that he is from a foreign land. People, people have been sent to watch."

There was a moment of unexplained silence in the sedan chair, and the voice became even more gloomy, "Keep an eye on it, and find out the details before tomorrow."

The face of the person waiting outside turned pale, and he lowered his eyes, not daring to say any more, but said, "Yes."