Everyone who knows Monk Hua thinks he is a good shopkeeper.

Because the good shopkeeper is the big shopkeeper of Wanhua Tower, he has many friends, many of them are like the guests who come to Wanhua Tower to have fun, and they come and go all year round.

Different guests come and go here every day, but different guests have the same purpose, to send money to Wanhua Tower. They have all seen the rosary in the hands of the flower monk.

But no one knew that this good shopkeeper had a sword, and it was a short sword.

Shadow had never heard Xiao Leixue say it, and he had never seen it himself. The moment the dagger crossed his chest, Shadow knew that he had made a mistake.

The weapon of the flower shopkeeper is not the rosary in his hand, but the sword he hides. This sword is the deadly weapon of the flower monk.

Such a dagger can be hidden in boots, sleeves, or even in one's arms. He is the big shopkeeper, and no one dares to search him.

Shadow looked at the dagger in Monk Hua's hand and lifted the sword in his hand. There was no room to take back the unsheathed sword. Monk Hua's laughter was extremely sinister.

There is one question that Shadow still doesn't understand. This person is Xiao Leixue's friend. Everyone should know about his martial arts. How can this person hide himself so deeply?

Monk Hua's simple moves showed his shadow. This man's martial arts was unfathomable. He had already tried his best with the beads in his hand.

At this moment, he still has a dagger in his hand. This is his weapon. His own sword may not be able to defeat this dagger?

The shadow looked at Monk Hua, who had stood upright at this moment. This man's face was full of a sinister smile, he held a dagger in his hand, and his figure was on the ground.

The figure did not move, and the dagger in his hand did not move.

Only one voice said slowly: "You are no match for me, you can leave."

The word "go" is very simple, but being in Jianghu, Shadow knows the meaning of this word.

Shadow was puzzled by Monk Hua's intentions. He lost his voice and said, "You, why don't you kill me?"

"Kill you? Why should I kill you?" Monk Hua actually said this.

"I have been defeated," Shadow slowly lowered his sword.

"You know you've lost, why don't you leave?" Monk Hua suddenly said sharply.

Shadow's face looked pale and weak. He turned around and walked out slowly without leaving a single word. His sword dragged on the ground.

The man has no strength, and the sword has no luster at this moment.

Shadow's mission seemed to have been completed at this moment. He actually ignored Zhang Fan who was looking at him. Was he really heartbroken?

The path of a swordsman is the road of rivers and lakes. Without rivers and lakes, there would be no swordsman. When a swordsman puts down his sword, there are no rivers and lakes in his world.

"Shadow has never failed," Zhang Fan sighed.

"No conceited person has ever failed, it's just that the time has not come," Monk Hua looked at Zhang Fan.

There were only these two people in the yard, and there were two coffins.

A woman is already lying in a coffin.

The door was not opened, and only Monk Hua and Zhang Fan knew the story outside the door.

At this moment, there was no one in the room. The moment Li Qing walked into the room, the window had been opened.

The mask of the Ghost-Faced Man has been placed on the table, and the figure appears in the woods outside the window. He holds a sword with a black scabbard in his hand.

A sneer came through the window and came into the room. The room was filled with such sounds, and Li Qing felt particularly harsh.

Li Qing did not go out. Instead, he sat next to the table in the room. His shadow appeared in the mirror on the dressing table. He looked at the mirror and stroked his beard, then stroked his hair. He picked up the

There was a teapot on the table and I poured myself a cup of tea.

The tea was warm water. Li Qing was sipping the tea. He looked at the people outside the window and said, "You should come in."

"The weather outside is very beautiful now, Master Li should come out," the voice outside the window laughed.

"You can sit down and chat slowly in the house, why do you have to stand outside?" Li Qing said slowly.

"Don't you want to draw your sword?" These eight words floated into the room one by one, each word carrying enough weight.

"I have found you and know who you are, that is enough," Li Qing raised his voice so that it could be heard out of the room.

"You don't know who I am without seeing my face?" This was a surprised voice.

"If there was only one Mengdie, I wouldn't know, but now there is a crow and a flower monk, I already understand," Li Qing smiled.

Smart people are very confident, and confident people will make very low-level mistakes. Low-level mistakes are made by high-level people.

This pattern has continued, but there are still some people who don't believe it. Li Qing heard that there was no voice of people speaking, only a moment of silence.

"I know you are A Bin, but you don't want to see me?" Li Qing said again towards the window.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you? How did you know it was me?" The person outside the window admitted himself, speaking in a surprised voice.

In the blink of an eye, the person came to the window. The person came into the room from the window. The person who came in was holding a sword in his hand. He did not raise his head. He lowered his head and looked at the ground.

This man is like a child who has made a mistake. He is afraid of seeing his parents. He seems to be extremely nervous now. It is a pity that Li Qing did not kill him.

Li Qing looked at A Bin who came in. He only knew this person by name. He first appeared when he was on the way to find Ping'er.

It's a pity that what Li Qing met was a fake A Bin. This A Bin liked his wife. The adventure of a crab changed everything.

In the back hall, he turned into another person. This person was Yang Chun. Li Qing felt that his head was spinning. All these ghosts were very weird.

Li Qing did not answer this sentence. He looked at the sword in A Bin's hand, and the indifference returned to his face again. There seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth, but it was an indifferent smile.

"They say the young master is very smart. Now I finally understand the truth," A Bin regained his composure and tried to speak in a calm tone.

Li Qing rolled his eyes and smiled again. He smiled and said, "You understand a truth?"

"If you want to hide yourself well, you must not be too arrogant, and you must not meet the young master," A Bin said.

"A person who is unwilling to see me with his true face must have a guilty conscience, and a person who can make Crow and Flower Monk listen to his orders must have an unusual identity among ghosts," Li Qingdao said.

"I didn't expect this." This was A Bin who had disappeared. He liked to have a stern look on his face and he raised his head.

"You used to be a member of the Blood Clothes Sect. You were afraid of seeing me, so you wore a mask," Li Qing said.

"I..." A Bin stuttered.

"The crow bought you," Li Qing said.

"Young Master..." There was sweat on A Bin's face.

"There should be a knife in your hand, why a sword?" Li Qing asked.

There was an unspeakable change on A Bin's face. He tried hard to stay calm, but his expression did not escape Li Qing's eyes.

Li Qing added: "You were originally very smart and talented, and you had a good knife in your hand, but you chose a path that you didn't want to take."

"Did I choose the wrong road?" A Bin suddenly raised his voice, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. He shed tears and said again: "Who paved my road?"

Silence returned to the room again.

Li Qing stared at A Bin for a long time. He had heard this story before. It was the tragedy of a swordsman. This story has been around for a long time.

"You already know your past?" Li Qing asked slowly.

"You think you can hide it from me and think I'm stupid?" A Bin was very excited.

"No one thinks like this," Li Qing knew that this sentence was against his will.

He spent fifteen years of waiting to go to the Western Regions to complete his feud, and the A Bin in front of him was his shadow, and he already knew his past.

"What you choose now is revenge?" Li Qing asked.

"I know I can't kill him, but I will do everything in my own way," A Bin's tone was full of hatred.

"So you dressed up as everyone you know?" Li Qing felt a little sad.

"Let everyone hate each other, let everyone live in hatred, and they will definitely try their best to get rid of each other," A Bin said fiercely.

This was a terrible purpose, and this was a twisted mind. For the first time, Li Qing felt his back sweating.

"Are you the 'razor' among the sword wielders?" Li Qing sighed. He didn't want to mention this name. This was the ghost. This person Xiao Leixue had been looking for for a year.

"The sword is ruthless, but the calligraphy and painting are fragrant. We are just one person's messengers," A Bin slowly lowered his head. He did not reject his identity.

"Your knife?" Li Qing wanted to know where his knife was.

"Why should I use a knife?" A Bin asked.

Li Qing was stunned and rubbed his nose with his hand. A sword wielder must use a knife? He thought of Su Hai. Su Hai used a paintbrush, so he must be a painting wielder?

There is also a magpie who actually uses women’s favorite eyebrow pencil.

This is a very ordinary room. Has this A Bin been hiding here? Li Qing chose to remain silent, knowing that A Bin would tell him the answer.

"Smart young master is very smart, I live here," A Bin said again.

"You're not the only one living here?" Li Qing coughed and looked at the dressing table.

"How do you know?" A Bin was surprised and asked as quickly as possible.

He couldn't believe that Li Qing could observe so carefully, and he didn't miss every detail.

"There is a woman living here," Li Qing's eyes did not leave the dressing table. He knew that this woman should have come in.

"How do you know?" The surprised A Bin asked again.

"A dressing table mirror looks very ordinary, but it is made so big to take care of two people. This woman is not tall." Li Qing laughed.

"Is it that simple?" A Bin didn't believe Li Qing's judgment.

"This woman developed a habit in Wanhua Tower. She likes to look in the mirror," Li Qingdao.

This is a woman's habit. Women all like to look in the mirror. Women who look in the mirror will definitely polish the areas that shine on themselves the brightest.

A Bin looked in the mirror and shook his head. He saw this woman's mistake, which was indeed a headache.

The door opened again, and Li Qing saw this woman, which was exactly what he thought.
Chapter completed!