[Comprehensive martial arts] On the conduct of Jinyiwei's commanders

The night is deep.

There is no moonlight.

Lu Xiaofeng was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt well. Although this inn looks dilapidated and the place is remote, it is actually a very famous inn.

The food, wine and service here are all top-notch.

Futons are also top notch.

But Lu Xiaofeng lay on such a soft quilt, but still couldn't sleep, he tossed and turned like a pancake, and he just baked it for an hour or two.

The rain never stopped.

The raindrops hit the roof, as if it hit Lu Xiaofeng's heart, and his heart was as chaotic as the raindrops.

The facts that happened these days are too much and too chaotic. First, he was involved in the Jinpeng dynasty, then he followed Shen Baizhong to the desert to find Chu Liuxiang, and then he pursued the case of the Dugu Nine Swords. Zhang San was hunted down by the red shoes again, and now Jin Jiuling died unexpectedly...

Each of these things is extremely dangerous, each of which involves the lives of countless people, and each of them is ten times more dangerous than the most dangerous thing he has encountered before. How can you tell him to sleep?

Lu Xiaofeng sighed, put on his clothes and sat up, the room was completely dark, he only felt that it might be as dark as this room in the future, who is targeting them?

The willow branches brushed against the paper window, and the red lantern in the porch shook a few times, a stream of water dripped out, dripping into Shen Baizhong's teacup.

A snail is crawling outwards around the wooden railing, leaving a transparent trail.

Of course Shen Baizhong knew that Lu Xiaofeng was not asleep.

Lu Xiaofeng also knew that Shen Bai didn't sleep at all.

One of them was upstairs and the other was downstairs, neither of them made a sound, but they knew what the other was doing better than anyone else. This was a tacit understanding cultivated over the years.

Shen Baizhong is different from Lu Xiaofeng.

He doesn't always seem to be very sensitive to other people's emotions, and it's the same with his own. Although he is very good at taking care of others and understanding others, he is still a little dazed.

When encountering such things, he has always had no special reaction.

Because it was a conspiracy against him, not against his subordinates, friends, and emperor.

Shen Baizhong never cared about what would happen to him.

The night wind blows over the weeds growing out of the green bricks, as well as the leaves and flowers.

Shen Baizhong's clothes fluttered in the wind, but when he stepped on the first step of the stairs, he stopped.

There was a soft crackling sound, the wooden plank under Shen Baizhong's feet seemed to be overwhelmed by the ice floes on the river in winter, as long as someone stepped on it, it would immediately shatter, throwing people into the icy cold water.

The Xiuchun knife touched the wooden board, and the moment the tip of the knife touched it, Shen Baizhong turned over and landed lightly on the armrest like cotton wool.

The wooden plank shattered, and was rolled into powder by the sword energy emitted by the Xiuchun knife, and all fell into the suddenly appeared pothole.

This pothole suddenly appeared, and no one would have thought that there would be a big hole hidden under the stairs. Looking from the outside, the bottom was covered with poisonous blades with point upwards, and the silver light shone like a cold star. Obviously, it was of extremely high quality. Made of high quality iron.

If a person falls, not to mention turning into a hedgehog and bleeding to death, at least he will be killed by the poison.

Shen Baizhong didn't even look at this ingenious mechanism, he just looked up at the upstairs, and after realizing that Lu Xiaofeng hadn't moved, he heaved a sigh of relief, jumped down to clean up all the poisonous knives, and quietly fetched them again. A wooden board came to pad the stairs.

From triggering the mechanism to repairing the stairs, Shen Baizhong didn't make a sound. The board should have made a sound when it fell, but Shen Baizhong solved it well.

He didn't want Lu Xiaofeng to worry too much about himself.

In the middle of the night, both of them finally fell asleep. They had been on the road for several days, and they had been drenched in the rain for a long time. The best way was to sleep.

No matter what difficult task you're going to do, it's best to get some sleep.

When the next day dawned, the rain had stopped, Lu Xiaofeng and Shen Baizhong got up almost at the same time, and also saw each other in the lobby at almost the same time.

The owner of the inn already knew what happened last night. He has seen many such things, so he was not half surprised or frightened. He just asked the cook to cook a few dishes for them, and took the blood and wine from the back cook. Wipe it on.

"Don't you scold us?" Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but asked.

"What are you scolding?"

"Call us as bastards, bastards, if it weren't for us, your waiter wouldn't have died at all."

The shopkeeper slowly moved the abacus, and said leisurely, "Why should I scold you? You didn't kill him."

There was no mistress, so the cook brought porridge and side dishes to the table.

Looking at the steaming white porridge, Lu Xiaofeng felt even more uncomfortable, "But we..."

The shopkeeper gave a huff and leaned on the back of the chair, "I've been here for 20 years, and I haven't seen anything, not to mention the waiter, even my chef needs to be changed every few months." .”

The reason for changing the chef is naturally that the chef is a dead person, and a dead person cannot cook.

"You don't need to feel sorry for him. Isn't the money I gave enough?" the shopkeeper said, "The people living here are all from the Jianghu, and their salary is five times that of other houses. Before he comes here, he should think about himself." ending."

Lu Xiaofeng stopped talking.

Shen Baizhong was already eating vegetables.

They didn't speak, but the shopkeeper wanted to say, "It's strange for you two, I have entertained so many people from the Jianghu here, you are the first to buy a coffin for the waiter, and you are also the first to repair the stairs for me, I know quite a lot about Jianghu vendettas, in my opinion, you are already very responsible and good people."

"Building stairs?" Lu Xiaofeng was stunned, "What stairs?"

Shen Baizhong immediately raised his head, the hand under the table clenched the handle of the knife, but there was still no expression on his face, "I repaired it, it broke yesterday."

Lu Xiaofeng nodded without thinking too much, "We'll go buy a coffin after dinner."

"it is good."

"Shopkeeper, our friend's body is placed here first, and we will pick him up after we find the coffin. Please wait."

"It's easy to say." The shopkeeper said with a smile, "I'm used to putting corpses here, don't say you want me to wait, as long as the money is enough, even if you put it here and wait for seventy or eighty days, even if you want me to give it to him There is no problem with kowtowing and erecting monuments."

This is really a boss who knows how to do business.

Encountering such a store, I really don't know if it is a blessing for the people in the Jianghu, or a tragedy for the Jianghu.

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A large field of jasmine flowers is planted outside the coffin shop.

In the coffin shop is the smell of fresh wood shavings.

These two things are not bad smells, especially the former, the scent of jasmine has always been the most fragrant and smelling thing in Lu Xiaofeng's opinion, but these smells are very uncomfortable when placed in the coffin shop, it makes people want to Cover your nose and hit the wall.

The owner of the coffin shop is very different from the owner of the inn. The owner of the inn looks very wealthy and philistine, but the owner of the coffin shop looks like a dead man, as if he could be put into his own coffin and buried in the next second .

His body is very thin, and his figure is very long, like a dry bamboo pole. It is even more uncomfortable for such a person to manage the coffin shop.

"We want two coffins." Lu Xiaofeng said, "I want the best one, right away, the sooner the better."

Hearing that there was a business coming, the boss's eyes lit up immediately, rubbed his hands and walked out from behind the counter, saying, "The customer may have to wait a little longer, we have a lot of orders recently, and we can't find any good wood to make for now." coffin."

"When will we wait?" Lu Xiaofeng asked.

"This is..."

Shen Bai finally put an ingot of gold on the counter.

"Tomorrow! Tomorrow! Tomorrow I will be able to make coffins for the two heroes!" The boss laughed. "I can also arrange the mourners and the cemetery. The guests just need to wait."

"Well, the coffin will be sent to the inn in the alley, and you must know which one it is."

"Of course I know." The boss said, "There is only that inn in the town."

"Only one family?" Shen Baizhong asked suddenly.

"Yes! There is only one." The boss said, "Shenshui Palace is near here. The fairies and ladies there never allow us to open more shops. There is only one inn here, only one restaurant, only one brothel, and even the coffin shop. There is only one family."

"Did you just say that you have a lot of orders recently?" Lu Xiaofeng also asked suddenly.

"Yes."

"Has a lot of people died in this town recently?"

"That's not true." The boss said, "These coffins are all ordered by the same person."

"Oh?"

"This man seems to know that many people are going to die." The boss also felt a little strange, and couldn't help frowning, "He ordered a total of five coffins, and almost used up all the good wood I have here."

"Five?"

Could it be that this person's whole family has suffered misfortune?

Just as Lu Xiaofeng felt a little sympathetic, he heard the words from the boss again. When he heard these words, he felt as if he had been punched in the nose.

Because the boss said so, he said, "these five coffins have owners, and he wants us to engrave on them. The names of these people are very nice, Chu Liuxiang, Hu Tiehua, Ji Bingyan, Lu Xiaofeng and Shen Baizhong, what do you think? Does the name sound good?"

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't tell.

So the boss said again, "The people who came up with these names are really talented, but this Lu Xiaofeng...maybe it's a girl."

Shen Bai nodded, "It should be a girl."

"Yes, I like Lu Xiaofeng the most among these names." The boss also became interested, "This name is really nice. Although it is simple, it makes people think that the owner of this name must be well-behaved and cute. He is a very beautiful and gentle person. Girl, if I have a daughter, I must call her Xiaohuang."

Shen Baizhong nodded again, and said seriously, "That's right, this girl must be beautiful."

The boss sighed, "I just don't know what happened to this girl. It's a pity that she died with four big men."

Lu Xiaofeng was already expressionless, and said, "This girl must be born with bad luck, maybe she shouldn't be called by this name. Names like Lu Dafeng, Lu Dazao, or Lu Cuihua, which are neither gentle nor cute, can often live longer."

The boss was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and said, "You're right, a cheap name is always easy to support."

Instead, Lu Xiaofeng couldn't continue, so he coughed and asked, "Can you tell us who ordered these five coffins?"

"It's an old lady."

"What kind of old lady?"

"A seventy-eighty-year-old lady."

There are many old ladies in their 80s and [-]s. Just knock on the door of a family and you might find one. This is not a clue at all.

Shen Baizhong and Lu Xiaofeng walked out of the coffin shop and walked to the street, the teahouses on both sides were noisy, the roadside stalls were crowded with people, the air after the rain was fresh and transparent, and the sun was bright, but Lu Xiaofeng's heart It seems to have sunk to the bottom.

Someone has ordered a coffin for him, not only for him, but also for Chu Liuxiang, and even Shen Baizhong has a coffin.

This is by no means a joke, this is almost putting the purpose in front of their eyes, the people behind the scenes are so rampant, and now they have chosen the date of death for them.

Lu Xiaofeng thought about a lot of miscellaneous things, and when he looked back at Shen Baizhong, he found that he hadn't changed at all, and followed him silently, as if he would accompany him wherever he went.

"Aren't you worried at all?"

Shen Baizhong shook his head, "Don't worry."

"why?"

"Because it's useless."

"Useless?"

"It's useless." Shen Baizhong said calmly, "Jin Jiuling is dead. Before he died, although he told his secrets and the truth about his cooperation with the red shoes and Gong Jiu, we would have Dealing with Red Shoes and Gong Jiu is a kind of revenge."

"Yes."

"Chu Liuxiang and the others must already be in Shenshui Palace, we can't do anything even if we want to."

"Correct."

"The remaining two coffins belong to you and me, so I only need to be optimistic about you."

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard and tugged at his hair, "Now that you say it like this, things seem to be easier."

"It's very simple." Shen Baizhong said coldly, "Whoever touches you will die."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, "If I have a younger sister, I will definitely marry her to you."

After saying this, he felt something was wrong again, so he changed the way of saying, "If I were a woman, I might as well marry myself to you."

"It's a pity that I already have someone I like."

"You already have someone you like?" Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened, "Why didn't I know?"

"Because I just fell in love with it."

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned, "We seem to have only met two bosses and one cook just now."

"Yes."

Lu Xiaofeng's expression became more and more strange, "So which one do you like?"

"Lu Xiaohuang." Shen Baizhong said calmly, "Since her name comes from Lu Xiaofeng, she must be very cute and gentle. Because Lu Xiaofeng is a very gentle lady."

Lu Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief, "You must have been led off by Sikong Zaixing and Zhang Pingye to make such a joke. No wonder people often say that children don't like to listen to adults when they grow up."

Shen Bai finally ignored him.

Lu Xiaofeng himself couldn't be idle, they had been looking for a coffin shop all morning, choosing the style of the coffin, and now he was already hungry, and when he heard the clinking of bowls and spoons in restaurants on both sides of the street, he became even hungrier, so hungry that he couldn't think of anything. Bite yourself.

So he immediately dragged Shen Baizhong to a noodle stall.

The owner of the noodle stall is an old woman. Her waist can hardly stand up, and she almost bends to the ground. There are many wrinkles on her face. She looks almost 90 or [-] years old, but she is such an old woman. Selling Yangchun noodles outside.

This is also the reason why Lu Xiaofeng chose this stall, he always wants to take care of others, he always wants others to live a better life, so that others can be as happy as him.

The old lady smiled very kindly. The elderly, no matter how irritable they were when they were young, will always restrain themselves. Especially when they see polite young people, their tempers tend to be better.

The old lady looked at them as if she was looking at her grandson, and she gave them a big spoonful of Yangchun noodles compared to others.

Lu Xiaofeng responded with a lot of smiles, no one would find it annoying for a person like him to laugh.

So the old woman immediately added several slices of green vegetables into it.

The kindness of an elderly man, this is probably the best thing Lu Xiaofeng has encountered these days.

Shen Baizhong watched the old man walk past the steaming pot of boiling water, and then he lowered his head and started eating noodles, but just as he lowered his head, he stopped.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled, "What's wrong? Is it too hot? You should wait..."

Lu Xiaofeng stopped in the middle of his words.

Because Shen Baizhong had already drawn out his knife and slashed at the smiling old woman.

The noodles in the bowl spilled out onto the table, and there was a chirping sound of smoke.