Song of the Four Realms

And in the restaurant.

Baizhuoke once again drank a pot of wine, and the side dish was a plate of steamed bacon, because there was really no food.

"The station was burned."

Silently say something casually.

"Well, I see, those three old men should have done it." Bai Zhuo Ke replied.

"I thought it was you who did it." He silently cleaned up the table, welcoming the evening guests in the cleanest state.

"They are all citizens of the Kun Dynasty, and I will not hurt them." Bai Zhuoke calmed down with a little anger.

"How is it? Do you want to make a move?" Momo abruptly stopped what he was doing and stood there.She is waiting for Baizhuoke's answer.

Bai Zhuoke was silent for a while, dripped the last drop of wine in the cup into his mouth, and said slowly: "Look, what Yufeng will do, after all, it is aimed at him."

Silently continued her work, did not continue to speak.

"Speaking of which, what's your impression of Yufeng?" Bai Zhuoke asked.

Momo didn't stop his movements: "Gentle and elegant, well behaved and well-regulated in conversation, likes wine but only slightly drunk, although not as good-looking as you, but also overwhelms you in temperament."

"Really? It's okay, I have a stronger side than him." Bai Zhuoke stood up, "I'm going to practice for a while, after all, I can't fall behind."

The next day.

There are portraits of three old men blown by the wind in every corner of the Acropolis.

One thousand gold in exchange for their three heads.

From this point of view, these three old guys are quite valuable.

To let Ling Fengyu pay so much money to buy their heads.

Of course this is the first step.

At any rate, the three old men lived in the Kun Dynasty. No matter how annoying they were, the court didn't care about them. In matters of life and death, they were regarded as important. The Tianji Camp in the Acropolis had already started to move.

The Tianji Camp is on the inside, and the Shenji Pavilion is on the outside.It is unclear whether it is external forces or internal conflicts, and it is more appropriate to operate with a slightly softer Tianjiying.

Divine Machine Pavilion?

Just kidding, there is never a time when the Shenji Pavilion makes a move.

Fortunately, the Kun Dynasty has very strict control over the two major spy agencies, and the general public is more friendly to the Tianji Camp.

Another hotel was found.

This time, it was the dynasty's own property.

The price of a luxury hotel is very high, and the selling point is absolute safety.

Once someone in this hotel has an accident, the troublemaker and the forces behind him will not be able to think about it.

Ling Fengyu sat cross-legged, his hands naturally formed seals, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was meditating.

clap clap.

Someone tapped on the wooden door.

Waited a little while.

"The guest officer inside, I'm in the Tianji Camp, can I have a chat with you?"

Modest tone.

There is no such arrogance and domineering appearance with a little power in hand.

Compare it with those three old men.

One is in the sky and the other is [-] floors underground.

"Hold on."

Ling Fengyu got up and tidied up his clothes.

Keep clothes neat and tidy.

Open the door yourself.

The person I saw was a young man in black clothes with fine bird patterns. He was standing very straight, holding a thread-bound book in one hand and an ink pen in the other.

From the texture of the ink pen, it can be seen that this person is extraordinary.

The reason why this kind of writing brush with a thin bamboo pole as the main body can be called an ink brush is because it is hollow inside and can be filled with ink, and because the front hair is small, a combination of the two, a bamboo ink brush can be swung standard The word size is nearly [-] characters.

A seemingly ordinary pen costs nearly a gold even in terms of cost alone, not to mention the accumulated cost of transportation and sales.With such a pen, the executioner of the Tianji Camp in front of him

"Please come in."

Ling Fengyu stepped back half a step.

The executive of Tianji Camp smiled and walked into Ling Fengyu's room.

He didn't observe the room, but approached the table and said, "Can I sit?"

Ling Fengyu nodded in agreement.

"Thank you."

Go and sit down.

Ling Fengyu shook the rope at the door.After a while, Xiao Er served a pot of hot tea.

This small agency is still good.

After Wei Zhi walked over to a cup of hot tea that was neither good nor bad, Ling Fengyu said: "I don't know why Zhi Zhi is looking for me?"

"Ah, it's nothing serious, I just want to ask for some information. The booklet you recorded in the hotel says Yufeng?" He didn't say his name, and didn't look at Ling Fengyu. He opened the thread-bound book with one hand and wrote with the other. writes.

Ling Fengyu replied flatly.

Zhizou continued to ask.

Ling Fengyu answers quickly, writes quickly when he writes, and writes slowly when he answers slowly. Taking a peek at the written words, he is fashionable and sharp. Whether he writes fast or slow, he has the same style, which shows that what?Explain that people are professional in family affairs.

"It is said that you slapped them in the face at the poetry conference held by Sanwenshou not long ago, so you were targeted? You were also temporarily staying at the burnt post station~" Before finishing the sentence, Zhi Xing wanted Ling Fengyu to continue .

So Zhizou stopped the pen in his hand and looked at Ling Fengyu.

Ling Fengyu took a sip of the cold tea and said, "Can I not talk about what everyone has seen?"

Indeed, it is too much to repeat what is known to everyone, not to mention that it is easy for others to grasp other points when it comes from Ling Fengyu.

"It's like this, but you don't seem to hide the traces of spending money to buy murder, but I can't arrest you."

"Because I spread it out of anger, it has nothing to do with me if I don't take out the money. This is the law that your Kun Dynasty has never revised. So in other words, if I let someone who has nothing to do with it, then you can't do it." It proves that I made the shot, and you can't catch me."

"Yes, indeed." Executive nodded in agreement.

"But I won't shoot at ordinary people, you know what I mean."

Ling Fengyu continued.

"You can't take action against people who can't cultivate in your life." The writer added, "Actually, you can do it a little more concealed, so we can also hide it. After all, we also feel that these three old guys are upset. And our Tianji Camp There is nothing inside that is not cultivated, so there is no way to make a move."

hmm~~

Ling Fengyu didn't know what to say.

It turns out that sometimes the feelings between people can be shared.

"That's it." Zhizou covered the ink pen, put away the thread-bound book, and got up.

Ling Fengyu got up and sent Zhi away to the door.

"That's right." Zhi Zou remembered something, turned around and said to Ling Fengyu, "The three dying old guys just teach them a little lesson and let them behave better in the few lives they have left."

"Well, I remember."

"Okay, sorry for bothering you for so long. This is my seal, which contains my position and some public information. It can be regarded as making friends." Executive took out a booklet and handed it to Ling Fengyu .

You can see the name of the execution.

Mo Xiao.