After Tang He left Xueyan Valley, a few grains of snow fell in the sky.
Logically speaking, it's not yet time. In previous years, it would only snow here in late winter. The snow in the valley is warm, and it will neither feel cold nor melt when it falls on your hands. But not long after he left, his body
The remaining white grains began to feel chilly. He raised his head, and a few grains of snow fell on his face, making it feel chilly.
There wasn't much snow, and it melted quickly when it touched the skin. But they all hung on the dog beside it, covering the black fur with a layer of dazzling white. It shook its fur from side to side, and then
Dumping the white snowflakes on his black clothes.
Lord Xueyue directly led him here, but he disappeared. He talked with She Ji with a cold face and settled on a new job. However, both sides were empty words, and there was nothing written in black and white.
It's two mouths that have the final say. They all know that there is no place for "justice" in such documents, so it's better to be reliable.
Naturally, this also provides ample room for betrayal and breach of contract - this is exactly what both parties expect. People die for money and birds die for food. Naturally, you must make enough capital while you are alive. As for the amount of capital, naturally only
You know it yourself.
Furthermore, it seems that even if there are "yamen" in dark areas, they may not be as useless as real yamen.
She Ji didn't give him a map. There were countless cases of handing things like treasure maps to outsiders only to have their love stolen from them. As a minion of the Shadow Pavilion and a confidant of Lord Gao Yue, he was not that stupid. Although
No matter how dismissive Tang He was, who could really say for sure when the time comes - even he himself couldn't guarantee it.
As far as the Shadow Pavilion is concerned, as long as they get the mirror, it doesn't matter whether Wan Guizhi's surname is Rin or Tang. Maybe Lord Gaoyue will change his mind and want to take Wan Guizhi into his pocket. It's not impossible.
thing.
After all, things are always changing rapidly.
She Ji hired him to kill people and silence them, and the price was arbitrary, and it was no more expensive than a hilltop in Xueyan Valley. Tang He was not a talkative person, and for the sake of long-term cooperation that maximized profits, he naturally knew how to charge a beautiful and reasonable price.
This is something.
"You want to kill the master's disciple without asking her senior brother's opinion?" He said this with a hint of ridicule at the time.
"I'm afraid I can't bear to do this."
"Since he is a child who has grown up under the watch of a snake demon, I am afraid he also has a heart of snakes and scorpions."
"It doesn't matter what he says."
"Really? Then don't hit your eyes on the door frame."
"Well... there are times when an old horse stumbles."
"It seems that I haven't met a wise Bole."
"If you keep chatting with me here, that little girl will go to the ends of the earth."
The Tengu might not be able to understand human words, but the difference in his tone was that She Ji was complaining. She was lying at the feet of her master, but suddenly she bared her fangs in a demonstration.
"A dog relies on human power." She Ji glanced with disgust, "My friends and I don't like cats and dogs."
"Is it because I ate a bug leg?" Tang He sneered. He had heard this joke from Lord Xuyue.
"I sincerely suggest that you choose your words carefully...after all, we have obtained the blood prescription of the Tengu clan."
"I also sincerely suggest you -" Tang He stood up and supported the table, condescending and aggressive, "you monsters should learn to tuck their tail between their legs in front of the Onmyoji."
"Yin Yang... Master?"
She Ji held her chin up without fear and raised a slight frown. It was unclear whether it was confusion or sarcasm.
Before leaving Xueyan Valley, he saw Wu Yuangui for the first time, and he knew he was still young after just one glance. He looked so young and full of energy, just when he wanted to achieve something in his career. But it was obvious that he was still young.
Even if he is too floating, at least he knows how much he weighs - thanks to She Ji's suppression, he knows very well who Xue Yangu is what it is today thanks to it.
If he had been smarter, he would have known that a monster's intention to approach a child was not pure. The entire martial arts sect that he regarded as a treasure or relied on for survival was just a useful chess piece in the hands of the Shadow Pavilion, and he
Being held in hand, he followed the wishes of the person behind him step by step.
Their thoughts are the same at the moment, but what about the future? If he no longer wants to be led by others, can he still take it back?
It’s none of my business—Tang He thought to himself.
It was with Lord Xueyue... He didn't know where he was now or what he was going to do. He didn't care. If that guy was looking for him, he could always find him. Before, Lord Xueyue had taken a head from his shoulder and melted it.
Burned in the cigarette rod. Tang He knew that there was a spell that allowed one to divine the person's location by removing something or an object from a person's body. This should make sense.
But if we talk about "the monster that comes to your door"...
He glanced at the tengu next to him.
Its origin is also the same...unbelievable. It doesn't have its own name, but when he mentions the word "Tang Yu", it will prick its ears, raise its head and call twice, as if it can understand.
Probably because that was the first person it ate.
The Tengu clan who have a contract with humans cannot practice like other monsters - in a world of natural selection, in order to continue to live, their ancestors gradually abandoned their thoughts and turned them into instincts.
Instinct is a terrible thing.
Although there is no step-by-step practice, it has eaten many people over the years - relying on instinct, relying on the owner's acquiescence, which has never stopped or even intentionally guided it. Tang He still remembers the day it first transformed into a human form, and he no longer knew
How long did it take for me to be scared like that? It's a bit embarrassing when I think about it.
Although the transformation was very unstable, it only lasted as long as a cup of tea.
After that, "acquiescence" became "command".
He couldn't help but think about it, even though it was random thoughts, even though it was meaningless and he knew it. It was just... it was so similar, that face was exactly the same as Tang Yuan's. He thought that he had almost forgotten her appearance.
It was dry and dry, and he didn't want to touch its fur, which was always fluffy due to static electricity. One year, he wanted to brush the thick snow off its head, but was hit hard by electricity. He still remembers how many times it was hit by electricity.
It hurt, almost like being bitten by a dog. He shouldn't be afraid now, but he didn't want to do it anymore.
It's just a dog.
perhaps.
Is it a human, a monster, or something else...something like a monster?
No one has the answer, not even the Master of Bones.
He and the Tengu went all the way north, sometimes calling him out, sometimes walking alone. Most of the time, there was only silence between them. Everything was too quiet, as quiet as any time in the past. But since it shouted for that name more than ten years ago,
After hearing the sound, he could no longer bear the silence.
"Tang Yu."
He looked at it and it stared back.
There are fewer and fewer people with the bloodline of Tengu - although the bloodline of their ancestors is luxuriant, it is getting thinner and thinner, and there are very few people who can awaken the contract. Most of them have become Onmyoji, after all
It's a talent. He thought, he should be one.
His mother didn't have the chance to teach him much.
As for Mu Wan, he didn't have any...kindness that was unique to people from his clan. On the contrary, he was more interested in the dog.
Lord Kutsutsuki once said: "Dogs that have licked human blood are said to be extremely ferocious during dog fights."
"Really? I've heard that if a dog that has eaten the same kind of meat bites someone, it will lead to death."
"Huh? I think I've heard it too. Mutsuki-kun, that talkative Buddhist disciple, actually said that all things taste bitter when they eat the flesh of their own kind."
"Shouldn't you know better than me?" Tang He rolled his eyes.
"Huh? I won't do anything that is tasteless." He smiled, "The heat of fire is inherent in you."
"oh,"
"There is a 'dog farm' in the north of the country. You should go and see it."
"...What kind of dog farm? Isn't it a place where dogs are sold or fight dogs?"
"That's different."
After listening to Lord Kuchue's description, he was indeed a little curious. He didn't know if he would have a chance to meet him during such a trip.
The sun rises and the moon sets, and the stars move.
It had only been a few days since he left Xueyan Valley, but he had already traveled a long way. People who have no home and no worries always walk very fast.
When he left the inn that day, he knew that he was being watched.
Intuition is a sense. Especially for people with abundant spiritual power, it can almost be said to be the third eye.
The two of them, the one who practices martial arts, are both a few years younger than me.
There was an unpleasant smell, but he didn't know why.
The two people following him did not deliberately hide their traces. Rather, they deliberately let him notice. Tang He could also clearly feel from some traces that these two people had the ability to fully integrate into the environment.
But they were exposed.
At dusk, he came to the edge of the city. There was only one horse left in the post station, but there were three people who needed it.
Through the high head of the horse, he finally saw their true faces.
"People from the Tang Sect are so pervasive." He sneered, "I thought you would all cover your faces. After all, you are doing a shady business."
"The Tang family is a well-known and upright family, there is no need for this."
"This is doubtful, but..." He stroked the mane of the horse's neck, "I mean Zuo Renmen."
A man and a woman looked at each other slightly and said nothing.
The setting sun casts its last warm colors on the white horse's back, letting the hair emit a crystal soft light. Although it is very cold, the color makes people feel warm when they look at it. The mountains in the distance are also covered with a layer of gold.
, like a veil covering everything.
It looks like the time has passed peacefully.
"I don't know how Senior Tang saw it."
The man bowed his hands and his tone was consistent and polite. The woman just looked at her coldly and said nothing from the beginning to the end.
"You are so similar - so consistent in your actions, as if you were carved from the same mold, and every move you make seems calculated. Only partners who have been working together through life and death for a long time can be like this. It just so happens that Zuo Zhenmen is a pair like this.
"
"How do you know we are from the Tang family?"
The woman finally spoke. Her voice was cold and deep, like solid sea waves.
"I just found out."
They understand.
It is the knife on the man's waist. The knife was forged by the Tang Sect. It is a special honor to be able to use one's own knife. However, including Tang He's knife, there is no family pattern on it, only the inner part.
Only pedestrians can see it.
"We are here to see you on the orders of Tang Huansheng, the hall master. I am Tang Qinglan. This is my partner, Tang Huailan."
"You don't look alike."
Having said that, Tang He just groomed the horses and did not look at them.
They really don't look alike. This may be the pseudonym of the Zuo Renmen, or it may be from the Tang Sect, he doesn't care. It's just that they all have tall and capable ponytails, and their long bangs are tucked behind their ears, giving them a well-trained look.
.
"Senior Tang has piercing eyes. We are indeed not biological siblings."
"Tang Wansheng... I have never heard of this name. It would be better to say that I have never heard of anyone from the Tang clan except my father. I wonder if a well-known and upright family would want to see me, a junior in the world, for what purpose?"