The Magic Outfit

A group of children are playing games with a sweet-looking girl in front of a booth selling small accessories near the south gate of Changshan County.

"Guess, in which hand?" Wen Xiang stretched out two fists with a smile.

"Left to the left."

"On the left, we saw it!"

"Sister Xiang, we won this time, no ridicule!" The children chuckled and laughed.

Wenxiang spread out her left hand, which was empty, and then spread her right hand, which contained three or four pieces of fudge.

"How did that happen……"

"I clearly saw it on the left!" The children were immediately confused.

"Give you another chance." Wenxiang smiled like a fox.

At this moment, a skinny old man passed by Wenxiang, as if to say a word, Wenxiang's complexion immediately sank. She sent the fudge to the children, thinking for a moment, and turned to walk to a shop, I borrowed a pen from the shop's account and asked for another half of the paper. I wrote a few words on the paper. After thanking me, I turned and walked out.

Wen Xiang left the South Gate, and after more than twenty minutes, a middle-aged warrior with a big bag on his shoulder came from outside the city. His face was a little tired, and his hair was very strange, as if it had been bitten by a dog Some places are short and some are short, and there are places where the hair seems to have fallen off, exposing the scalp.

It is summer and the weather is a bit hot, but there is a chill around the middle-aged warrior. People passing by him will feel chilly and comfortable, so he will always look at him curiously.

The middle-aged warrior had just walked into the city gate, and a man from a teahouse greeted him with a smile: "Excuse me, are you your elder brother?"

"It's me." The middle-aged warrior was surprised for a while: "What's the matter?"

"Someone asked me to give this to you." The man handed me a note.

The middle-aged warrior opened the note, and suddenly saw four words written on it: Be careful about secret calculations.

The middle-aged warrior frowned: "Who made you give me this?"

"It's a child." The man replied.

"Child? How old? Where is he?"

"Let's go early." The man smiled bitterly: "It is estimated that the child is like me, who runs errands, only six or seven years old ..."

"Have you asked him who gave the note to him?"

"Ask, he said he was an old man."

The middle-aged warrior didn't speak anymore. He knew, and he couldn't ask anything, but the other party seemed so cautious. He handed over a note and changed several people in a row. The reminder in it shouldn't be empty.

At this moment, several people approached the city gate, and one of the elders shouted, "Brother Gui, what are you doing?"

The middle-aged warrior raised his head. He recognized each other and was also a wandering warrior. The relationship between them was relatively familiar. If he changed to usual, he would bluntly tell him, and there was nothing shameful about it. Vaguely replied: "Just go around the Black Forest and dig some herbs."

Within ten meters of the middle-aged warrior, there was cold flow, and those people also felt it and looked at each other.

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In the bedroom of Miao Dao Pavilion, Su Tang was placed on a soft couch. His face was extremely pale, his breathing was weak, and his chest was barely seen. Several wounds were no longer bleeding, or there was not much blood to bleed.

Wen Xiang stretched out her fingertips and touched Su Tang ’s neck. For a moment, she suddenly said: "You are not going to get a verification, so he was deliberately wounded so badly?"

"How is it possible?" Long Qi stunned.

"I asked. Those killers may have followed Mr. Su all the way. That is to say, it was not a day or two for them to wander around the Miao Dao Pavilion." Wen Xiang said slowly: "You didn't notice it at all?"

"This thing really blames me. The Miao Dao Pavilion has been peaceful for a long time, and the defense has been a bit lax." Long Qi sighed: "Don't forget, Su Tang is a person who is personally ordered by Da Zun. And ... I do n’t need to verify anything. In many cases, it ’s a blessing to be confused. After Su Tang gets started, I will be completely out of the Miao Dao Pavilion. What does your details mean to me? "

"He will not be able to do it." Wen Xiang said: "You go out."

"Okay." Long Qi said: "I have prepared the medicinal materials. Almost all the shops have been evacuated. Do I need to let them in?"

Wen Xiang's expression was a little complicated, shaking her head and saying, "I don't need it for the time being, I will say it again, he really can't do it."

Long Qi stopped talking, turned back, and closed the door. His eyes were full of doubts. The reason why he simply evacuated the drugstore was that he did n’t want Wen Xiang to misunderstand his coveted formula. Weird, is it that Wenxiang wants to perfunctory? Waiting for Su Tang to die? Unlike ... She can say that Su Tang has not been saved. With Su Tang's current state, no one will doubt anything.

Xiao Buzheng and Tong Fei were sitting in their seats and were silent. Su Tang had just entered the Miao Dao Pavilion. If they said how deep they felt about Su Tang, it was too fake. They felt sorry for Su Tang, but More anger. The leader of the Miao Dao Pavilion was attacked in broad daylight, and if nothing was done, the Miao Dao Pavilion was not far from the days when it fell apart.

To this kind of provocation, they must fight back with the strongest attitude!

"What does Wenxiang say?" Xiao asked without regret.

"She will do her best." Long Qi said.

"If Mr. Su can't survive this pass, will you come back?"

"Walk away, what are you going to do?" Long Qi shook his head.

"That's it ..." Xiao didn't regret a moment, and smiled: "When this matter passes, everyone takes time to get together and have a good meal."

"You still feel like drinking this time?" Long Qi frowned.

"He meant that we should have a casual meal." Tong Fei toughly accepted: "Mr. Da has given you once, and won't make you a second time, instead of waiting for Mr. Da to find a fool It ’s so messy, we might as well go first, so as not to suffer from that birdishness. "

"Who dares to give you anger ?!" Long Qi said, his eyes fell on Xiao Buzhen: "No regret, or else ..."

"Don't hit my mind." Xiao said regretfully: "I don't like to do such laborious things at all. By the way, have you asked Wenxiang?"

"Smell her ..." Long Qi suddenly thought of something, panic-stricken, and suddenly jumped from the chair, a small cold sweat came out of his forehead, and his eyes were straight.

"What's wrong?" Xiao said quickly without regret.

"No ... nothing." Long Qi smiled reluctantly.

"Nothing?" Xiao did not regret looking at Long Qi seriously: "Knowing you all these years, I have never seen you scared like this, the sky is falling?"