"This gentleman..." Just when Fang Jin was stunned, a man's voice sounded beside him, "Your sword seems to be special."
When Fang Jinxun turned around, the blood all over his body turned cold.
Until the moment when the words sounded, he didn't notice anyone approaching at all.
However, when he looked back, he found that there were two more people at the table in front of him.
The clothes of these two people were quite ordinary, and they looked to be about twenty-five years old, maybe thirty at most.
The people around him, including the owner of the tea shop... didn't realize when these two people appeared. It was as if... they had been sitting there from the beginning.
"You two..." Fang Jin is a powerful character after all. Even though he is secretly frightened, he can still remain calm on the surface, "Do we know each other?"
This question is actually nonsense.
But sometimes, bullshit has meaning.
It can give you time to think, help you test the other person's reaction, and can also be used to avoid the previous question the other person asked.
"I don't know." [Sashimi] looked at Fang Jin with a slightly blank expression and continued, "But I think since we are all sitting together, we might as well get to know each other."
"Huh... ok." Fang Jin sneered and said, "My name is Fang Jin."
He only said his name and didn't reveal anything else, and he didn't even use modest words such as "I'm here, I'm sorry."
"My name is Yuchi." Sashimi did not report his complete game nickname. Even if the system would help him correct the inconsistency of that word in the NPC consciousness, he himself felt strange.
"Hiccup... I'm [Dream Jing Zen]." At this time, Brother Chan, who had been drinking "bring your own wine" next to him, let out a burp at the right time and brought a burp with him.
Fang Jin glanced at the two people's faces again, and then thought in his mind: "Yu Qiao... Meng Jingchan... um... never heard of it..."
Although Fang Jin is not a member of the martial arts world, he still knows a lot about the affairs in the martial arts world. If there is a master among the younger generation who can approach him quietly, he will at least know the other person's name.
"So...Brother Yu, Brother Meng..." Fang Jin thought for a few seconds and asked, "I won't beat around the bush with you two. May I ask...why did you come to me?"
"Just a few small things." Sashimi continued, "First of all..." As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at the woman wearing a pair of swords who was walking farther and farther on the road, "...
If I'm not wrong...Brother Fang has noticed that she is not an ordinary person, and intentionally stepped forward to test her..." He paused, "And the two of us came here mainly to persuade you...no."
"Oh?" Fang Jin raised his eyebrows, "So... do you recognize her?"
"I understand." Sashimi said.
"Who is she?" Fang Jin asked again.
"The person who came to seize the sword manual." Sashimi said.
"There are many people coming to seize the sword manual." Fang Jin said.
"A lot." Sashimi said.
"What's different about her?" Fang Jin said.
As soon as these words came out, before Sashimi could respond, Meng Jingchan put on his drunken expression and continued like a joke: "Brother Fang, are there many people in this town who can kill you?"
When asked such a question, Fang Jin didn't get angry. Not only was he not angry, his attitude became calmer: "Not much."
"Well..." Meng Jingchan nodded, picked up the liquor he brought with him and took a sip, "Now there are more."
"You mean...she can kill me?" When Fang Jin asked this question, the woman's back had disappeared on the road.
"Yes." Meng Jingchan said with a smile, "Not only her, but also the two of us." He said, and pointed at himself and the sashimi with a very relaxed gesture.
These words may seem like a joke to a modern person, but in the ears of people in the martial arts world, it is undoubtedly a very serious provocation.
"Oh?" Fang Jin is also a martial arts practitioner. After hearing these words, his blood naturally surged.
Just a little bit...he said the last half of the sentence "How about we give it a try".
But Sashimi said quickly before him: "Brother Fang, please don't get angry. I, Brother Zen, am an alcoholic and speak freely. I didn't mean to offend you."
When Fang Jin heard this, the expression on his face changed several times. After about five seconds of silence, he snorted: "Huh... that's all..."
Others may not be able to see it, but Sashimi, whose special skill is "listening", can clearly see the other person's mental activities.
In those five seconds, Fang Jin thought of something very important. Since these two people could approach this distance without him noticing at all, and sit down safely, it would indeed not be difficult to kill him...
of.
If nothing else, as long as those two people quietly put some poison into Fang Jin's tea bowl, he would probably be a dead man.
Thinking of this, reason defeated the impulse of the moment...
Fang Jin's thoughts, including his previous reaction when he discovered the woman with two swords, will all be reflected in his heartbeat, breathing, pulse, eyes and other subtle physical signs.
And these...without exception, can't escape the eyes and ears of sashimi.
The two masters of Order were the first group of players to come to Linlu Town; the experienced two people did not rush into the town to explore, but stayed near the main road at the entrance of the town, waiting and observing quietly.
They know very well...the players are their opponents and the only targets they need to be wary of and pay attention to.
As for NPCs with special functions like Fang Jin, they are resources that can be utilized...
…………
Let’s split the conversation into two parts and look at the other side of the town.
A lonely place.
A deserted alley.
Two people stood face to face.
He carries a sword.
He also carries a sword.
He is a famous swordsman and Taoist in the world.
And he was just "Zhang San", a passerby who no one would take a second look when walking among the crowd.
"Taoist Priest, you and I are strangers to each other, why did you stop me here?" That's what Zhang Sanwen said, but the tone of Zhang Sanwen's words didn't sound like he was facing a "complete stranger" at all.
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"Legend..." Taoist Mian didn't take Zhang San's words seriously, and he said to himself, "There is a mysterious killer in the martial arts world. No one has seen his true appearance or heard his true voice;
No one knows how old he is or how high his martial arts skills are. What is certain is that... every time he appears, he will become another person. Even the closest relatives of that person have a hard time distinguishing the true from the false.
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When Mian Taoist said this, he paused: "To be honest, Pindao never thought that he would meet the most mysterious and terrifying killer in the martial arts world at this time and place...'Mirror'."
"Oh?" Jing sneered, "Then I'm curious... Since even the closest relatives around others can't tell the truth from the fake, how did you figure out... that I am 'Jing'?"
"Coincidence." Mian Taoist only replied with two words.
Two words are enough.
Jing thought for a while and said, "Do you know Zhang San?"
"We know." Mian Dao said.
"Who are you?" Jing asked.
"He is my benefactor." Mian Daoren said.
"A hunter in the mountains is your benefactor?" Jing asked suspiciously.
"People always have bad luck sometimes," Taoist Mian said again.
"I understand..." Kyōya didn't need to ask for more details about that aspect. He instead asked, "Then how did you know that I was fake?"
"It's very simple." Taoist Mian replied, "In order to repay Zhang San for saving his life, I once taught him a unique set of internal skills and mental methods."
"But I... don't have that kind of internal strength." Jing continued.
"No." Mian Taoist said.
"And my appearance, voice... are all the same as Zhang San." Jing continued.
"Exactly the same." Mian Daoren said.
"Is it impossible for me to be his twin brother?" Jing asked.
"Even if they are twin brothers, they can't even walk in the same way." Mian Daoren said.
"Have you never thought... maybe Zhang San lost the internal energy you passed on to him for some reason?" Jing asked again.
"I've thought about it," Mian Dao said, "but that doesn't explain how this 'Zhang San' got involved with Wang Qiong."
"Haha...I see." Jing said with a smile, "You have been secretly monitoring Wang Qiong's residence, right..."
"Exactly." Mian Taoist admitted this matter frankly, "So, when I saw a person who was exactly the same as Zhang San without my unique internal skills, I knew... Zhang San was dead.
, and the person in front of me is...you."
"Well... this is indeed a coincidence." Jing nodded, "I never expected... that an ordinary hunter would recognize Taoist Mian, and he also has an internal power that I can't detect."
"Why Zhang San?" When asking this question, Taoist Mian's expression was cold and his voice was even colder. "Does his identity have special value?"
"Haha..." Jing smiled, "'Nothing special' is exactly where its value lies." He said eloquently, "It is very dangerous to transform into those 'special people'. I can only do it when the mission requires it."
That's why I did that; and most of the time, I lived as 'Zhang San', 'Li Si', and 'Wang Wu'." He proudly continued, "The principle of hiding trees in the forest, you
You should understand, right? So, with an identity like 'Zhang San'... I will always have a dozen of them ready."
After saying this, Jing paused for a few seconds and then said: "Haha... But judging from what is happening now, I have to be more careful next time I 'take' this identity."
"There's no next time for you." At this moment, Taoist Mian's murderous aura and sword energy came over him with his words.
"Haha... Really?" Jing was still laughing, smiling very easily; the next second, his voice suddenly changed and turned into the voice of Taoist Mian, "Then I can only ask the Taoist priest... Duoduo
