Death Princess

Zhao Lu's guess was correct, Wen Yihai could clearly feel those shadowy eyes all the way from walking out of Jianzong to the street, and then to finding the Yingmen trading spot.However, he neither dodged nor swayed, but walked slowly on the street aboveboard, giving Shadow Gate Dark Pavilion enough time to react.

Yingmen is not a vegetarian either. When Wen Yihai stepped into the small pharmacy under Yingmen's banner with a flick of his robe, looking like a patriarch, even though he was eager to know why he came, the staff in the pharmacy The little guy still put on a look of indifference.

The first step in trading is patience.Whoever speaks first will lose the opportunity.And Shadow Gate is doomed to lose the opportunity, not only because they are passive, but also because what Wen Yihai is best at is drinking tea and waiting for others.

After Wen Yihai drank the whole pot of tea, the young man couldn't help but asked: "Young Master, you come to this pharmacy and neither take medicine nor submit a letter. What is the purpose?"

Wen Yihai raised his eyelids, and leisurely poured the last drop of water from the pot into the teacup, without answering.

Wen Yihai's reaction made the young man so angry that he slapped the table with a slap, splashing a drop of water in Wen Yihai's cup, "Master, don't you think I'm looking down on Shadow Gate?" No one in the Jianghu knows that anyone who wants to ask for something must bring a deposit and a transaction letter to any Shadow Gate property, put it in the built-in mailbox, and Shadow Gate will reply within ten days whether to accept the entrustment. When you come, son, you just sit here and drink tea , I have neither a deposit nor a letter in hand, what do you mean?"

Wen Yihai picked his eyelids again, gently wiped off the tea stains splashed on his hands, and said lazily, "The deposit and the letter have already arrived, but the person hasn't arrived yet." Pointing to the boy's nose, "You guys , Shadow Gate, no one has arrived yet."

"Who? Who?"

Wen Yihai shook the outstretched finger, but said nothing.

When Wen Yihai drank another pot of tea, the boy flicked his sleeves and walked out angrily.After a while, a man with a knife on his face walked into the pharmacy and locked the door from the inside.

"Let's talk, what's the purpose of your coming here this time?" The man untied the knife from his body, threw it on the table, and sat opposite Wen Yihai, "I am Wu Mian, the master of the Dark Pavilion of the Shadow Gate. You, the person your Jianzong wants to meet."

Wen Yihai didn't speak in a hurry, but took a closer look at the man: the calloused knife-hand, the scar on the middle knuckle of the first two fingers of his right hand due to the frequent use of the three-leaf flying knife, and There are many old injuries on the right side of the face, neck, etc., and more importantly, the smell of blood and evil spirit can be smelled across the table.

It seems that it is the bone erosion foggy surface that is right.

Wen Yihai nodded secretly, and said, "What's the purpose of my trip? I think the Master of the Wu Pavilion has already known about it?" He said, slowly took out the things in his arms, "Originally, this trip should be done by Our Young Sect Master came here in person to express our sincerity, but thanks to the Guige, the Young Sect Master was seriously injured and unable to go out, so I had to come here for her."

While talking, Wen Yihai slowly unfolded the piece of paper.Wrapped in the paper was a three-leaf flying knife that was unique to the Dark Pavilion of the Shadow Gate, stained with dried brown blood, and on the paper was a rubbing of the token with the word "Jia" written on it.

Seeing what Wen Yihai put on the table, his misty eyes flickered, and a ray of murderous intent disappeared in an instant. "What is this?" He tried his best to conceal it, but it was very fake.

"What? Deposit." After Wen Yihai finished these words in a flat tone, he fell silent.

Time passed, another cup of tea passed.

Wumian's hand hidden under the table was trembling, and he almost reached out to the handle of the knife several times, but held back several times.Wen Yihai caught all these small movements of Wumian, and he used this to speculate on Wumian's mind, secretly counting the time.

Just when Wen Yihai made a good deal, Wumian said: "Tell me, what is Jianzong going to do with this deal." It was an admission, a show of weakness, and a compromise.

"How to do it, it's actually not difficult for the Guige." Wen Yihai smiled with satisfaction, "Who told us that our young suzerain has always had weird interests, coupled with his youthful vigor, this time he actually fell in love with the gift from the Guige. That girl? Jian Zong is willing to use these two items," knocking on the rubbing paper, "to exchange for that girl, including the antidote and the contract with her. So, Master Wu Pavilion should understand what Wen said, right?"

Strangely, after hearing Wen Yihai's proposal, an unexpected and unnatural appearance appeared on the foggy face, just like a vicious dog that has been robbed of its prey.After Wen Yihai noticed this, he guessed what Wumian was thinking in an instant.Looking at Wumian's wrinkled face, no matter how you look at it, it is enough to be Lengtong's father, Wen Yihai spent a lot of effort not to show the disgust in his heart.

However, Wumian is the leader of killers no matter what, he quickly covered up his emotions, "What else?" Wumian knew that Wen Yihai hadn't finished speaking, because he hadn't mentioned the most important thing. s things.

"What's more," Wen Yihai raised the corners of his mouth, "Our young suzerain loves the house and Wu, and if he wants the girl, he naturally plans to take all the things on the girl, including the black..." After a pause, seeing the foggy face After his face darkened a few times, he suddenly changed his tone and said, "However, even if you love the house and the crow, our young suzerain also understands the principle of not taking away people's love. To Jianzong, the left and right things are just a black iron support. If Pavilion Master Wu really wants it, I can give it to you."

"That……"

"Don't worry," Wen Yihai interrupted Wumian's words, "Deals, transactions, always pay attention to going back and forth. Since the black iron block is very important to the pavilion master, it must be used by the pavilion master. Equally important items in exchange."

"What?" Wumian asked through gritted teeth.

"A name, the name marked on the first-class task entrustment letter. Hey," Wen Yihai stopped Wu Mian from saying, "Master Wu Pavilion, don't tell Wen that you don't know this name. You know How could it be possible for the largest dark pavilion among the eight shadow pavilions not to take a look at it before accepting such an entrustment?"

Snapped!

Wu Mian slapped the table and stood up, "Jian Zong, don't bully people too much! If my shadow sect betrays the entrusted person today, how will I be able to do business in this Jianghu in the future?!"

"Master Wu was joking," Wen Yihai picked up the teacup, but found it was empty, so he had to put it back on the case angrily, "Shadow Gate is a businessman, and a businessman pays attention to bargaining chips. Could it be possible, Pavilion Master Do you feel that Wen Mou’s chip is not enough? Use a token that would make Shadow Gate a target of public criticism if he wanders out during the martial arts conference, and exchange it for a trivial name."

Clang!

Wu Mian pulled out the knife, but stopped before stabbing Wen Yihai.Because he remembered the swearing a few days ago when Jiang Tang, the head of the Shadow Sect, summoned him, and remembered the secret technique thrown out by Jianzong.

The fact that the young lord of Jianzong was assassinated and injured has been blocked, but the fact that Jianzong will present the secret technique to the leader of the martial arts has leaked out at this juncture.That is to say, as long as Jianzong is willing, they can put the time of the assassination of the young suzerain after the news of the secret technique, so that the world will think that the assassin intends the secret technique.And the task token clearly stated that the assassin was a member of the Shadow Gate.

Yingmen only accepts money to do things for others, and has no intention of dabbling in secret arts.Is it possible for those old foxes in the rivers and lakes to believe such sophistry?

Therefore, Shadow Gate will surely become the target of public criticism.

This token must be taken back.If I had known today, I shouldn't have taken up this task in the first place, or I shouldn't have sent someone to carry it out on a whim.

Wumian took a deep breath, put the knife back into its sheath, restrained all evil spirits, bowed deeply to Wen Yihai, bowed his head and said: "It was Wu who offended me just now, I hope Mr. Wen will forgive me. As for the transaction, please forgive me." Mr. Wen gave me some time... I still need to discuss with the sect master."

"Discuss," Wen Yihai pretended to think for a while, and said, "That's fine. That's all." He touched left and right on his body, took out a crumpled invitation card, and handed it to the foggy head Before, "This is an invitation to the Wulin Conference. The Wulin Conference is a grand event in the world, but it is a pity that the dark pavilion rarely has the opportunity to participate. Wen Mou thought about it, why not send it to the owner of the Wu Pavilion to show the sincerity of the transaction?" How about this little gift?"

After observing the expression on the foggy face, he continued: "The master of the cabinet wants to make a deal, so he will bring something to the West Valley to find it. If he doesn't want to, then he has the right to come to the martial arts conference that is only once a year. ,how?"

"Very good, very good." Wumian took the invitation and turned his head into a rattle.

"So, Wen will take his leave first." With a slight salute, he turned and left.

clang!After Wen Yihai left, the books in the pharmacy were roughly overturned to the ground.

. . .

It's already the tenth day, the poison on Leng Tong's body has long stopped, and her internal and physical strength is gradually recovering, but she can't get back her bone whistle, and she can't get out of here.Because everything here is very strange.

Leng Tong has exhausted all her powers in the past ten days, but she still doesn't know where she is, what's more, she can't get out of this courtyard without guards and hidden weapons.Whether it is over the wall or through the door, every time you walk to the edge of the suspected courtyard, when you step out of the dividing line, you will see exactly the same courtyard.If you go out from the west gate, you will enter from the east gate, and if you exit from the north wall, you will enter from the south wall, without end.

And the people who haunt this courtyard are even more unbelievable to her. They seem to be able to do magic tricks, they don't know where they come from, and they don't know where they are going. They only appear in Leng Tong when they want Leng Tong to see them. In front of her eyes, she couldn't find her anywhere after that, so she couldn't find any chance to make a move.

Leng Tong thinks that all this is due to the problem with the medicine and food, they must have mixed something that can confuse the five senses, leading to her current situation.But no matter how much she induced vomiting, or even did not drink or eat at all, her health did not get better.She was in a hurry, but there was nothing she could do.

Similarly, Leng Tong couldn't figure out the reason why she was imprisoned here. At first, she thought that Liu Lu was intending to assassinate, and intended to kill the Shadow Gate and the task entruster, but from beginning to end, Liu Lu was Not only did Leng Tong never interrogate, he didn't even mention the assassination.She delivered meals and medicines on time every day, occasionally talking to Leng Tong for a while, and then disappeared again.

Leng Tong was full of doubts, but his temper was gradually tempered by the yard and the people in the yard.The daily regular walk after meals has changed from the initial search for an escape route to a simple walk now.

On the other end, Chaolu also has a big head.

In order for this stubborn assassin not to starve to death or die of thirst, she, the majestic young master of the Sword Sect, has almost become this Lengtong's personal maid, serving her every day, every meal, every bowl of medicine, and every sip of water. In order to prove that it is non-toxic and non-medicine, she gave it to Leng Tong after she had an interview first.

But even so, what Leng Tong actually swallowed every day was still less than [-]% of the food and medicine.

This has not fooled the important things, and people are about to starve to death, what should I do?

How can we convince the Leng Tong, who lives up to his name, that it's not a matter of food and medicine that he can't get out of the courtyard or find someone without revealing his identity as an Spirit Race?Chao Lu has not been able to come up with a perfect plan so far.

Just when Chao Lu and Leng Tong were distressed, and Han Shuangxue watched the two of them distressed, the two people, who were both reasonable and unexpected, crossed the illusion barrier set by Chao Lu effortlessly and walked into the room. I left the remote courtyard of Xueming Valley.