Taoist night sword

Chapter 118 Chapter 117: The God of Winter
As the saying goes, tomorrow or the accident, I don't know which one will come first.

If you have a good night's sleep in your room on a snowy night, then go downstairs, have breakfast, listen to the freshest gossip, and some people come to strike up a conversation. You were happy, but the other party didn't agree with each other, fell to the ground, and died, so what would you think at this time?

The world is too dangerous?
It would be vulgar to think like this, Lou Jinchen's first thought was: "Pengci?"

Lou Jinchen felt that his life was dissipating rapidly, and his eyes saw an extreme chill spreading in the opponent's body, and in a blink of an eye, his body was covered with hoarfrost.

Of course, it is impossible for someone to touch porcelain with his own life.

Unless you misunderstood the wrong person, or got under the wheel too hard.

"Bang bang bang!"

One after another, the stools fell to the ground. The people sitting next to them got up and backed up in a panic, knocked over the stools, and some people themselves fell to the ground.

Everyone spread out centered on Lou Jinchen and the old man, and then the people outside quickly gathered together. Seen from above, it looked like a crowd of flowers blooming suddenly.

The noodles hadn't arrived yet and I'm afraid they never will.

Lou Jinchen picked up the bowl of strange 'paste' that didn't suit his taste on the table, took a sip, but his mind was spinning rapidly.

This 'old man' is obviously not an ordinary monk, he seems to have the ability similar to 'Wang Qi', he can see the sky, or he knows something, or, something is about to happen, and he is in it, is it The person being targeted.

So he has been hiding his 'identity' all the time, the reason why Lou Jinchen thinks that he will hide his 'identity' is because before he talked to him, he didn't notice him when he was at the table with him, as if he ignored him .

It wasn't until after talking to him for a few words that he suddenly realized that the person in front of him was not simple.

The other party was obviously hidden among the many people waiting to cross the river, why did he expose it after meeting him?
Could it be that I couldn't hide it at all, so after seeing myself, I discovered my extraordinaryness, and wanted to drag myself into the water?
Today, he will never underestimate himself. He has traveled so many roads, and he is very clear that his ability is top-notch when he is not able to transform himself.

If the other party is in a desperate situation and sees a character like himself, and wants to pull him into it with the intention of breaking the situation, that is perfectly normal.

Then he was fine, why did he die suddenly?How did the gas machine leak?
He suddenly thought of a possibility.

Because just now, after he found out that the other party was not simple, he couldn't help but looked at the other party seriously.

"Could it be that I saw through his concealment with a glance, so his aura leaked out? Impossible!"

Since Lou Jinchen returned to the Temple of the Spirit of Fire, he has actually been less blindfolded, because he feels that he can control his eyes, and he no longer needs to be afraid of accidentally hurting some ordinary people.

However, when he found out that the other party was not simple, he did stare at the other party.

He knows that there are roughly two types of concealment techniques. One is to hide your figure, so that people can't see or smell it, and the other is to walk in front of you, and you can see and talk to him. But he doesn't care about who he is at all, even if he has spoken, he forgets it in an instant.

If this is the case, it would be a big misunderstanding, but everything has passed and cannot be confirmed.

However, the person who killed him is the real murderer.

He lowered his head and took another sip, feeling the gazes around him seriously, never before.

There was fear, doubt, and scrutiny in these gazes, and Lou Jinchen sat comfortably among them.

There was buzzing around, but no one could clearly hear who was speaking a complete sentence loudly.

The waiter was holding a bowl of noodles, but he didn't dare to go in. The shopkeeper saw all this, walked over, reached out to take the noodles, then squeezed through the crowd, brought them to Lou Jinchen and said, "Guest officer, your noodles coming."

Lou Jinchen thought that the noodles would not be served again, but they did.

"The shopkeeper dares to serve me noodles at this time, isn't he afraid of causing trouble?" Lou Jinchen said.

"The guest officer just shared the table with him, but he died in my shop. The trouble of the small shop can't be escaped." The shopkeeper said helplessly.

"The shopkeeper is a sober person, can the shopkeeper tell me, what is the name of this old gentleman?" Lou Jinchen asked.

The shopkeeper looked back at the man covered with hoarfrost, shook his head, and said, "I don't have any impression of this man, and I don't even know if he lives in the small shop."

He said this not only for Lou Jinchen, but also for other people.

At this moment, a voice said: "This person is the alchemist Han Shouyuan of the National Teacher's Office. He is good at watching people's luck and hiding his tracks."

Lou Jinchen looked up at the upstairs, where there was a young man in black holding a folding fan in his hand, shaking it gently. There was a painting on his folding fan, which was a scene of a human house, in the night sky, Thousands of lights are shining.

Lou Jinchen's heart moved, and he stared at him again, wanting to see him clearly, but the other party seemed to have sensed it, raised his fan to cover half of his face, and said: "Brother, your eyes are so good at people, when you How rude."

"Sorry." Of course Lou Jinchen knew that it was not good for him to rashly use his own eyes to observe others, and continued, "Then, do you know who killed him?"

"I don't know the murderer. If you want to know, you can find it yourself." The young man in black said.

"This is your place, don't you know?" Lou Jinchen said, although he didn't use his eyes to see the reality of the other party, but he was able to guess that it was a city god through the aura exposed by the other party.

The face of the young man in black changed slightly. From Lou Jinchen's words, he knew that the other party already knew his identity.

"This heavy snow is not only blocking pedestrians," said the black-clothed youth.

Lou Jinchen immediately understood what he meant, not only to seal up ordinary people, but also to seal up monks, even the local city gods can seal up, so this enemy is not easy.

Moreover, just now the city god pointed out that the dead person was named Han Shouyuan, and he was from the National Teacher's Mansion, so if he dared to attack the people of the National Teacher's Mansion a hundred miles away from the capital of Qianguo, then this enemy must be terrifying.

Judging from Han Shouyuan's behavior, he seemed to be aware of it, but he didn't hide it after all.

"Is it so serious?" It's not that Lou Jinchen didn't believe it, but because he didn't experience it, so he didn't have real feelings.

Their conversation annoyed some people.

Someone said in dissatisfaction: "What kind of dumb fans are you playing? It's just a snowstorm. The reason why I stay here is to wait for my friends. You are here to say such things. Who are you scaring?"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and pushed open the door. A gust of wind and snow rushed in immediately. He picked up his baggage and strode into the wind and snow.

At this moment, a man in black soft armor, with a silver medallion on his chest, and a white turtleneck under his shirt, walked into the crowd. He came to the corpse, holding a snow-white handkerchief in his hand, Covering his mouth and nose, he squatted down, pulled out a gorgeous dagger from his arms, and poked the opponent's eyes.

No one stopped him, because from his clothes, he could be sure that he was a silver medalist.

The moment the dagger in his hand touched his eyelids, a layer of frost had already formed, and it quickly spread to his hand.

He retracted his dagger immediately, but the eye that opened the eyelid did not close, and his eyes were no longer black, but ice blue in the shape of snowflakes.

A coldness surged quickly in the inn, and Shi Wuxie's eyes, which were looking at him, turned frost quickly, and the handkerchief in his hand fell down, covering the corpse's eyes precisely.

At this time, the frost and snow in his eyes quickly faded, and a serious expression appeared on his face.

After being covered by the handkerchief, the coldness seemed to be sealed. Lou Jinchen looked at the handkerchief carefully, and saw that there were mysterious silver patterns on it, and it was emitting a mysterious light.

"The murderer is the God of Winter." Shi Wuxie stood up, her voice was not loud, but she had an unquestionable momentum.

Lou Jinchen had never heard of the God of Winter, but the expression of the young City God changed.

After hearing that it was the God of Winter who killed the man, some people immediately left the inn and walked into the snowstorm, seemingly no longer afraid.

Looking at everyone's faces and behaviors, Lou Jinchen immediately understood that the God of Winter must be very famous in the north, and he could even be said to be a household name. As for whether this reputation is good or not, Lou Jinchen knows without thinking.

The prestige of the gods is the same as order, and it must require countless life stacks to build.

Shi Wuxie didn't look at other people, but looked at Lou Jinchen, and said, "Welcome to the capital, I hope you can have a good time."

Lou Jinchen raised his eyebrows. This silver badge shop, which looked extremely clean and tidy, seemed to know him.

Then there is only one possibility, he is from Jiangzhou, and it is more likely that he has been to Swimming City.

He once heard that a group of armored soldiers from Jiangzhou arrived in Yushui City at that time, so the leader of this group may be the person in front of him.

"It turned out to be Shi Butou face to face, disrespectful and disrespectful." Lou Jinchen stood up and said with fists clasped.

"It's not easy to live in the capital. I know that you, Lou Jinchen, have a reputation for being a hero, but here, I hope you can restrain yourself. I don't want to see someone in Jiangzhou end up here." Shi Wuxie seemed He pointedly warned Lou Jinchen.

Lou Jinchen said with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, but Shi Butou may have misunderstood me. Lou usually just watches the mountains and rivers, and reads poems along the way. Other than that, he rarely goes out."

"Shi Mou has also heard of your poems. Poetry expresses ambitions. Shi Mou has also heard of your poem 'Ten years of sharpening a sword, but I have never tried the frost blade. Today I am the king. Who is unfair?" " Shi Wuxie said pointedly.

Lou Jinchen sighed in his heart, a poem was regarded as a revealing of his own personality, which made him feel that everyone's misunderstanding of him had deepened.

"Let's leave, everyone. After three days, the wind and snow will clear." Shi Wuxie said loudly, so all the people present slowly dispersed. Shi Wuxie called for someone to carry the corpse away.

Lou Jinchen sat there, watching all this while eating the already cold noodles.

The style of the characters outside the capital is displayed here.

(End of this chapter)