into delusion

After leaving the Baojin Tower, Yan Mo didn't bother to check the big city anymore, instead he quickly rushed out of the city, the speed was several times faster than when he came, and the bustling city was forgotten in a blink of an eye, and there was nothing in this city Something worth stopping for.

This time when he came to "Kaifeng Mansion", although he couldn't find what he expected to see, Yan Mo confirmed a guess from the side: the power of Zhaxing Tower is concentrated in the city.

When he first arrived here, in order to inquire about news, Yan Mo almost entered every city and spent a long time in those large and small cities.Of course, the route he walked was not arranged, but every time he would meet this skinny former enemy in the city, just imagine that no matter how much trouble a flower picker caused, would there be more people chasing and intercepting him everywhere?Among these people, there are probably five or five people who are really seeking revenge and those who come to tempt, and there can only be one person who is behind the scenes.

After such tedious probing for a long time, he might find out that he is indeed different from Yao Lang, and the black-clothed killer suddenly appeared.That assassination can be said to have spared no effort, just four thunderbolt cannons were enough to take the lives of most experts. If he hadn't seen similar firearms before, he might have hit the road and lost his life.But such an assassination, which was inevitable, did not happen a second time. When he abandoned the city and began to choose to sleep in the woods, these ghosts and monsters disappeared immediately. Familiar with" is gone.

Is it really because he hides without a trace?The men and horses of the Snow Mountain Villa did not miss his traces. Although it was a little later, they still stopped him before entering the city and wanted to take him away directly.Afterwards, Yan Mo waited for a long time, but he didn't even wait for the assassins to come.However, when he entered Ruijing City again, the "coincidence" of the past appeared again, and it came more blatantly.

The methods of these two can be regarded as very different, and it is not difficult to see the difference between the two forces. It is reasonable to say that the actions of the Snow Mountain Villa are more reasonable, not fast enough but quite comprehensive, worthy of the four major villas in Jianghu. The name can also see the context.The Zhaixing Building is too weird. Although the news is well-informed, it doesn't like to leave the city very much. Instead, it looks like some kind of bloodthirsty vine attached to a giant tree.

Leaving aside this treacherous behavior, this time the "Baojin Tower" and his party may be a completely weird Hongmen banquet.In this completely different world, you can still see familiar things. The person who set up the situation can be said to have caught Yan Mo's weakness.Although the woman upstairs in Baojin who broke his identity was eccentric, she did not have any malicious intentions. However, when "Mr. Lingyun" appeared, things changed suddenly.That Mr. Lingyun was full of unconcealable interest in every word and deed. It didn't look like he was treating an enemy, but rather like a boring cat with its claws out to play with the mouse.

It's just that Wei Lingyun wanted to test him, so why didn't he want to test the reality of the owner of Baojin Tower.Presumably, Mr. Wei should also know the mystery of the two names "Jinmingchi" and "Baojin Tower", so he generously invited himself to come here, and set up such a situation, just to see his reaction.Since the surname Wei can guess that there is someone else under his skin, can it be imagined that this unbelievable thing happened more than once?And who is hiding under the skin of No. 1 in the world.

A table of meals is tasteless. In fact, the dishes are good dishes, and the wine is also good wine, but there are some "seasonings" added to both.Although Yan Mo lacks some talent in using poisons, his master is an ancestor who played with poisons. The drugs and poisons he ate since he was a child are probably a little more than the rice salt that ordinary people eat.Although the potion in the food and drink was subtle, it was eye-catching enough for him.

Not to mention the tracking drugs that were spilled on the tables, chairs, dishes, and chopsticks. I'm afraid that the other party is also aware of his shortcomings, and this time they are specially drugged to track his whereabouts.It seems that no matter how much Mr. Wei is interested in his family, assassination and sniping are imperative. Even if they can't find out his own roots, they will not allow this skinny to run wild anymore.

Is it really the work of a decent person to be so vicious and insidious?A layer of frost appeared on Yan Mo's handsome face.Thinking about the young master Ran whom he beheaded at the Snow Mountain Villa back then, he was also a well-known talent. With one talent, it doesn't seem so unusual to have more "Jianghu No. 1", but in this way, this " The background of "Zhaixinglou" is probably much stronger than what I expected, and I don't know how high Wei Lingyun occupies in the organization...

Thoughts were churning in his heart, but his feet didn't stop for a moment. He sped along the straight and spacious street, and Yan Mo stepped out of Ruijing City in an instant. It is on a plain, and there are no mountains to hide from, but after all, it is in the hinterland of the Yellow River, so it shouldn't be too difficult to find a stream in the forest.Escaping from the city is not over yet, he still has to get rid of the tracking drugs on his body, so that he can turn passive into active and have a slight chance of winning.

Yan Mo's plan is naturally not bad. This forest is adjacent to the river. Although the area is not large, the water source is really abundant. After walking for less than a quarter of an hour, the sound of rushing water rang in his ears.However, when he saw the crystal-clear stream, he couldn't help but stop, frowning slightly.

At this time, it was almost dusk, the sun was slanting towards the west, and the warm light was lazily sprinkled on the earth. The shadows of the mottled trees swayed with the wind, and the humid atmosphere of mud and river water wafted around.However, in the sparkling light that should have been clear and soft, there was a glare of silver, and all the fish, big and small, turned their bellies upside down, including shrimp, crab, and toad. The whole river was dead silent. , seemed to be covered by silver scales, reflecting a chilling hideous color in the sunlight.

Looking at the countless fish carcasses in the river, Yan Mo sneered, and ran up the stream.

Less than five miles away from Yanmo, an old woman with gray hair and wrinkled face was stumbling along, probably because she had walked too far and suffered a small injury, her steps were already a little staggering, The indigo skirt was torn off a large piece of fabric, exposing the skinny and yellow calf on the right side, and a faint line of ink was dripping down the ankle, making the wet soles of her shoes even more wet after she had just walked through the river , leaving dark footprints behind him.

The old woman was still holding a wooden stick that was almost as tall as a person. The wood was so heavy that it would take a lot of effort for an ordinary strong man to lift it.But the woman smashed the heavy wooden stick to the ground, making a bang bang sound. Every time the wooden stick hit the ground, the surrounding soil would tremble, and occasionally a brightly colored Poisonous snakes, or red scorpions with teeth and claws, but the old woman didn't pay attention to these poisons at all, she just walked her own way step by step, letting those snakes writhe twice, and froze in place.

Under this unhurried, strange and unspeakable trek, the old woman slowly crossed the last section of the road, and stood under a big tree with a canopy.Youyou sighed, and she said to the slightly embarrassed figure under the tree.

"Baby, it's time to take a break."