The storm in Jinyang is coming soon!
Different from the previous autumn rains, this time the raindrops were much more complicated and violent. They washed away the dirt deposited on the ground and the black stains hidden in the corners. The rustling autumn wind blew lightly, and then covered the ears with lightning speed.
The speed increased, and a low whistling sound passed through the streets and alleys, following Lin Yi's footsteps to the lonely street.
The heavy rain pours down from the sky densely and terrifyingly, as if the zenith has cracked a big hole over Jinyang. Someone is sitting on the zenith, watching the rain slowly pouring down in the world, or maybe
It was God sneezing quietly because of the filthy smell in the world.
This was Lin's first time visiting this street. He was a little confused about the streets and alleys. Fortunately, he had previously obtained a map of Jinyang City from Hu Chang, which recorded the route of this street in detail. Walking to the street
In front of the outermost and most remote house, there are two tall stone lions in front of the door. The dark black wooden door is suddenly closed, which gives a depressing impact.
Lin Yi frowned tightly, wrinkled his straight nose, and smelled an unusual smell.
The faint smell of blood filled the air.
It seemed like it was coming from inside the house.
His face changed slightly, thinking of what might happen, he couldn't help but squeeze the long sword at his waist. Black Ice Platform's wanton killing in Jinyang happened yesterday, even if those people decided to abandon it immediately
Yang Jixin, according to the chronological order, should be behind him. But the faint smell of blood broke all his previous guesses.
The not-so-big mansion was very old and eerily quiet. There was no sound around, like an abandoned house that had been deserted for a long time. Lin Yi walked away purposefully looking for the smell of blood, and finally saw the first corpse, a black one.
Wearing night clothes, the blood on his body had solidified. When he looked up, he saw corpses one after another. Their skin was dull, their lips were purple, and their whole bodies were cold.
Lin Yi's face became even more ugly. How long had it passed? Those people were much quicker and more cruel than he imagined.
He must have recruited nearby killers last night, and then sneaked directly into Jinyang and started the assassination. The smell of blood gradually became stronger, he frowned and approached slowly, entering the spacious main hall, surrounded by white beads.
It is surrounded by curtains, and the scene inside cannot be seen clearly from the outside.
With a swish sound, the sword was unsheathed.
You could vaguely see the stars in the sky receding, and the bright moon began to slowly fade away from its halo. The turbid clouds blocked its light. The dim moon made the morning a little depressing. Lin Yi held the sword and frowned.
Cheng Shanchuan, one step into the mountains and rivers, he was caught in the bead curtain, his eyebrows suddenly rose slightly, and his weak and vigilant expression was instantly relieved.
There was a middle-aged man sitting on that chair, his temples white and weathered.
He looks a bit handsome, and you can't tell that he is middle-aged at all. If it weren't for the calm aura exuding from his whole body, and he knew him well, Lin Yi would probably think that he had found the wrong person. The current Yang Jixin is not like the man who used to fight and fight on the battlefield.
Although he is tough, his whole body exudes a reassuring elegance and easygoingness.
Staring at the young man's arrival, Yang Jixin smiled slightly.
There were corpses piled up around him, all of them dressed in black.
The blood flowed slowly on the flat floor as if it couldn't find a target or direction. It flowed through many paths and ended up at Lin Yi's feet.
Yang Jixin smiled as if he were seeing an old friend, as if he didn't know that the boy in front of him was here to kill him. In front of him was a small square table with a tall stack of papers on it, as well as a dark ink inkstone.
On the right side. He picked up a brand new brush in his hand. The newly stained ink could not soak into all the hair, so the handwriting he wrote was a bit thin and sharp.
The hall was very quiet. Yang Jixin started writing, stopped writing and raised his head: "I still have a lot of documents on the deployment of the Hebei Province border troops to review. I believe you don't care about this short time. If you are not in a hurry, or there are other things.
If you have something to do, I can wait for you, but please wait for me for the time being."
“Be good to each other!”
Lin Yi frowned slightly and observed the spacious hall. There were no soldiers and horses around the bead curtain, and there was no breath of practitioners. When he turned his head, the bead curtain beside Yang Jixin swayed slightly. He looked carefully
Looking carefully, his eyes caught sight of the short little head, and there was a woman holding the child's hand and touching the child's head, sobbing softly.
At this slight fluctuation, Yang Jixin turned back to stare at the hidden child and woman, his eyes full of tenderness, and sighed: "I have already told you, take Xiaobaizi away from Jinyang, and if it doesn't work out, you should go to your father's house.
, why are you still here?"
"I don't want my children to see all this, don't you understand?"
The woman was very young, and the child stared outside with a confused frown, his eyes full of curiosity. The woman touched the child's head, and the sobs turned into uncontrollable cries. The cries gradually disappeared and disappeared in Lin Yi's eyes.
, disappeared into the courtyard.
Yang Jixin was helpless, cast an apologetic look at Lin Yi, and continued to grade with his head down.
"Don't you have anything to say?" Lin Yi was helpless and wary, the situation in front of him was too strange.
Yang Jixin was even more helpless. He sighed as a reminder and said as if he was complaining: "If you don't tell me, I will. I thought you would be here before they came, but I waited for several days and you didn't show up.
And the group of people who arrived unexpectedly at the time I expected first came to guard outside my house..."
At this point, Yang Jixin did not raise his head, but glanced at Lin Yi with his peripheral vision, shaking his head and taunting: "So I have no choice but to kill them first, and then continue to wait for you. Fortunately, you didn't make me wait for long. Kill them."
Within half a quarter of an hour after finishing them, you arrived outside the house."
"Compared with that person, you are really not even close to that point. No matter how severe the situation was, that person would act unscrupulously as long as he had a sword in his hand and an absolutely strong murderous intention in his heart, no matter if the opponent was a million-strong army.
, he is still an overly strong practitioner, still holding a green sword, killing seven in and seven out, but you...tsk, tsk, tsk!"
The words were full of disdain for Lin Yi, and also full of admiration for the person in his memory. Perhaps it was due to the incident that happened that year and the condemnation of his own conscience. After that incident, Yang Jixin had no feelings for that person.
His title simply changed to 'that one', but the respect and admiration in his words never disappeared. After all, that was the only thing he was thankful for in his life.
I was lucky enough to meet that person and gain that person's respect.
I'm glad I followed that person and achieved my current status.
Everyone knows that the military envoy is one of the top figures in the official circles of Hebei Province, and is one of the top five positions in the Northern Army.
Lin Yi went from being extremely angry at the beginning, to slightly angry later, and then to his face being expressionless and calm as usual after Yang Jixin finished speaking. It was as if Yang Jixin was telling a story that everyone in the world knew, and it couldn't arouse him at all.
The yearning for stories and the reverence for stories, in his memory, it seemed that he could not compare to that person, but at the same time he was also proud, because that was before, not after...
"You seem very confident..." Yang Jixin seemed to feel Lin Yi's chest puffing up and asked.
Lin Yi was no longer silent and said calmly: "That's natural. He is the past and I am the future. Maybe I can't compare with him in the past, but I will definitely surpass him in the future. This is my confidence and his confidence in the future."
My hopes."
Yang Jixin pondered for a moment, his Adam's apple became dry, and he took a sip of the newly brewed tea. The aroma of the tea was as strong as sake, and he smacked his lips: "You are right. Although the person back then never mentioned you, he did so at some point.
He said that in the future there will be people in the empire who will surpass him. At that time, he was the marshal of the Northern Army of the empire, the youngest marquis in the history of the empire, and an extremely talented practitioner. Anyone who has heard his words
No one believes it.”
"Then do you believe it?" Lin Yi suddenly interrupted.
Yang Jixin's eyebrows suddenly brightened, and he nodded with a smile: "I naturally believe what he said. Even though I didn't know who he was talking about at the time, and I looked around the world among the younger generation, I couldn't find anything that matched what he said.
Yes, I will still believe what he said. I believe that in the future, a young man who matches his description will definitely appear and surpass him!"
Hearing this, Lin Yi suddenly looked proud, and his whole body was filled with joyful satisfaction. However, he also felt strange for a moment. After thinking about this strangeness, he turned extremely angry and looked at the middle-aged man writing,
Sparks of infinite murderous intent suddenly burst out in his eyes. He pinched his fingers too tightly and raised them slightly, one after another in an orderly manner, then tightly, and the perfect sword was quickly gaining momentum.
After talking for a long time, Lin Yi felt that the source of the strangeness seemed to appear, and asked coldly: "How do you know that I am related to him?"
Yang Jixin's lips curled up into a smile, his eyes blossomed with joy, mocking the boringness of Lin Yi's words.
"Of course I know."
"At that time, Hu Chang was the only one who could be considered a close confidant in the Northern Army and who had been to that hometown. On the battlefield in Western Xinjiang, Hu Chang did not go to the front line, so he did not die in that battle. Later,
Thanks to my planning, Hu Chang's life was saved. With a little investigation, I can discover your existence, but I still don't know your appearance and identity."
Yang Jixin raised his head and stared at Lin Yi's resolute eyes, pointing with a wolf hair: "More than ten days ago, on that street when I was returning to the city, the eyes hidden in the dark must have been you, right?"
"It's so similar that even if it glanced at me for a short time, I will never forget it, so I knew about your arrival. And...a few days ago, you should have been near Zuixianju, but I
But I couldn’t find where you were hiding, it’s really strange.”
Cracking, Yang Jixin said a lot. Every time he finished speaking, Lin Yi's face became uglier, and he held the sword a little tighter. At this time, Yang Jixin had become a hidden danger that would expose his identity, and the murderous intention that followed
It is even more intense.
Feeling the burst of sword intent, Yang Jixin's broad sleeves brushed across the table.
Chapter completed!