[Comprehensive] Our city lord is glamorous and noble

Chapter 9

The night dew is heavy, and the moon is hidden behind dark clouds.

The warehouse is gloomy and dark, and you can't see your fingers.

In a closed room without a ray of light, the owl can't see what's going on in the dark, its vision is blocked, and only the mouth and ears are left to function.

The rustling sound came from the door, the locked wooden door was opened, and the rough and heavy wooden edges scraped across the dirt, making the screeching noise of a cat scratching the wall.

The sound was not loud, and the patrols who were on the night watch could not detect it. The noise only tormented the ears of the two people present.

The person who came in said first: "Have you come?"

Silence, I can't hear anything except my own heartbeat, someone closes the door lightly, pretending that no one is coming in and out, he seems very courageous and calm, but only he knows that he has swallowed several times in a row. Saliva, and the fine beads of sweat that just emerged on the back also wet the most close-fitting fabric.

When people are in the dark, the fear in their hearts will be infinitely magnified.

After a long time, I heard an old and hoarse voice coming from the warehouse. This is a very clever skill of the door. The voice spreads in all directions, disturbing people's judgment, and it is impossible to tell where the speaker is.

The old man said: "Here we come."

The person who came finally breathed a sigh of relief, and boldly said, "Why are you looking for me?"

When he was on duty in the morning, he was suddenly stuffed with a ball of paper. He was quick enough to react. Seeing that no one was seeing him, he hid it in his sleeve and took it out cautiously when the duty was over. Seeing him in the storeroom of the company, a small row of words made his heart sink to the bottom of the valley, and it was hard not to be afraid when he realized what this note represented.

Once some roads are set foot on, there is only one way to go to the dark, and there is no turning back.

The old man said: "You shopkeepers, are you dead or alive?"

The visitor said: "Naturally he is a living person."

The old voice amplified the volume and asked: "But he is obviously dead, how can the dead be resurrected?"

There were beads of sweat on the forehead of the visitor, and he also wanted to know, isn’t that person already dead? How could he be alive? After spending a few days with him, he found that his tone of voice, living habits, and even small movements were all different from those of the original shopkeeper. Exactly the same, as if the man had never died.

But how is this possible?The shopkeeper's Qingbai body was brought down from the eaves with someone.

In the past few days, he lived in fear, couldn't eat well, didn't sleep well, and he had to pretend that he was very energetic, so as not to let people in the dark see the clues. It was simply the hardest few days in his life.

The old voice dragged on again: "Then, do you think there is anything wrong with him?"

The visitor said, "What's wrong?"

The old man said: "For example, a rickety person with an abnormal figure, awkward movements, or a stiff expression."

The visitor said: "No, the shopkeeper looks the same as usual."

When the old man heard his words, instead of being shocked and furious, he laughed hoarsely, and said, "Okay, okay."

The visitor was confused, thinking that the old man was crazy, he was so happy when the dead shopkeeper came back to life, could it be that he was frightened stupid by such strange things?

Who knows that he just finished thinking, and the gloomy voice said: "Did you just think that this old man was crazy?"

The guy was startled, even though he couldn't see his fingers, he couldn't help pulling a flattering smile on his face, bent down, bowed his head respectfully, and said, "How could it be, how could you have such an idea." The clothes are wet, I'm afraid even the coat is wet.

It was all sweat, sweat from fear.

The old man chuckled, and he said, "Forget it, if I see a person die and come back to life, and others still take pleasure in it, they will probably think this person is crazy."

He became a roundworm in the young man's stomach. No matter what the young man said, he could guess it. With a calm expression, he panicked and was chased by wild animals into a dead end.

Before, he thought that telling a big lie in front of everyone was the hardest thing in the world, but now he knows that there is something even more difficult, that is, all the thoughts in his heart are cut out, as if lying naked on the cutting board, without Secret and no privacy.

He needs to regain the dominance of the topic, and at the end of the day, he needs to reverse his passive situation, so he pretended to be calm and said to the old man: "Is the resurrection of the dead something to be happy about?"

The old man said: "No, it's not worth being happy." He changed the subject, "What I'm laughing at is that the dead are not resurrected, and there are other people who are alive."

He hesitated whether he should continue to ask, because the visitor didn't want to know too many secrets, and if a person knew too many secrets, he would always die very quickly, because he had no ability to keep the secrets.

The old man said again: "Okay, let's go, if I need you, I will come to you again." He didn't say what method he used to find someone, because it was not important to him, like him Such a mysterious old man can always do what he wants to do.

The visitor said yes respectfully, turned around and tiptoedly opened the door, the dark clouds were blown away by the wind, and the soft moonlight poured down on the earth and on the visitor's face.

It was a very young face, perhaps not very handsome, but not very inconspicuous, if other guys looked at him, they would definitely recognize their colleagues.

Miss Yue also knew him. Although the young man could speak official Chinese, he was from Feixian Island in the South China Sea. The news of the shopkeeper's death was written by him so that the plump pigeon would be brought back to Feixian Island.

Why Nanwang followed the vine to dig out the line of Jin Mingmie seems to have the answer.

Not long after the man left, the heavy door was pushed open again, and the moonlight honestly hit the face of the next person, who was no old man, but a smiling young man!

It's a death dart!

Few people know that in addition to being good at martial arts, Death Dart is also proficient in ventriloquist.

His ventriloquist is very special. It does not imitate the sounds of wind, rain, thunder and lightning or the crowing of chickens and dogs barking in nature, but the voices of various people.

The voice of a child, the voice of an old man, the voice of a man, the voice of a woman, he hides in the dark, and with the voice he can create ten or eight people out of thin air.

The martial arts of the Death Dart are not the best, but as long as it is the task he takes, there is nothing that cannot be completed.Assassinations are all hidden in the dark, and the martial arts are not strong enough, so they rely on other means to shake people's minds.

There was no such thing as an unstoppable foe, and the distraction of the mind created gaps, and few were able to remain calm when he found himself with countless enemies in the shadows.

The tricks are insidious, but effective enough.

His eyes are crooked and narrowed into a slit, but he doesn't feel happy when he is facing him with a smile, on the contrary, he feels like a light on his back, because his eyes are too sinister, like a python gazing at a tiger, it doesn't know when it will swallow its prey into the belly.

He said to himself: "A living person who is exactly like a dead person."

In the arena, there are quite a few people who can change their appearance, and the top ten fingers in the ranking can't be counted, but in terms of the best disguise technique, I'm afraid it's the "King of Stealing Kings" Sikong Zhaixing.

He didn't know Sikong Zaixing like Lu Xiaofeng did, he only knew that he was hired by the person behind Jin Mingmie and disguised as a shopkeeper.

As for the usefulness, I am afraid that it will stabilize the situation and confuse the public, making them think that the shopkeeper is still "alive". To be honest, if the Death Dart is not very confident in its strikes, I am afraid it will be deceived.

He left with the information he obtained, and under the cover of night, he crept into the Nanwang Mansion. A dignified prince, he didn't want others to know his connection with the killer organization, so he had to be careful not to be caught by unrelated people. Discover.

As for how to deal with it, it depends on Nan Wang's wishes, the one with money is the elder.

Ye Gucheng was reading the letter again. Although the plump pigeon seemed to be inactive, its bloated figure did not affect its speed. It cycled back and forth between the two cities that were separated by the sea, and it was not seen that it died of exhaustion. Play a high-altitude fall.

The pigeon of Baiyun City Lord is different from other pigeons.

Fat Pigeon: None of them are as plump as I am.

Langyue had carefully prepared bird food long ago, and let the hard-working messenger workers rest. Ye Gucheng’s pigeons were not raised by himself. , otherwise, the originally vigorous bird would not be fat like a pheasant.

Scanning the text messages at a glance, Sikong Zhaixing played the shopkeeper very well, but until now, his prey has not yet taken the bait.

The goods to be stolen have not yet been found, even the clay figurines are afraid of being suffocated, not to mention the clever and clever monkey spirit.

At this time, Baiyun City has returned to its usual tranquility and hustle and bustle. Outside the city lord's mansion is noisy and hot, while inside a wall, it is still in the cold winter.

Lu Xiaofeng is a prodigal son who comes and goes in a hurry. It is impossible for him to stay in one place for too long. What's more, even if he stays in Feixian Island for 1000 or 1 years, he may not be able to get the answer from Ye Gucheng. The immortals in the sky are willing to give Reminder, it is not easy.

He is going to find the monkey spirit of the ghost spirit, Sikong Zhaixing is the same as Lu Xiaofeng, you will never know where he will appear, even Lu Xiaofeng, who is smarter than ghosts, can't see through his disguise and pull him out of his skin.

Lu Xiaofeng lay on his back on the cabin, and sang the song he made up: "Sikong Zhaixing is a monkey spirit. Monkey spirit is mischievous, he is a bastard. The bastard is not good, spank his ass." It was very comfortable.

"Ah Choo—" Jin Mingmie's shopkeeper sneezed.

The guest joked: "Get rich, shopkeeper?"

The shopkeeper smiled kindly, like freshly baked steamed buns: "TOEFL TOEFL."

He thought to himself: It must be the biggest bug in the world scolding him!