If we say that the northwest Gobi is a world where swordsmen are rampant, then the cold forest of Liaodong is a world where swordsmen are rampant.
The ancients said that there are many people in Yan and Zhao who are healthy and tragic, which means that the people of Yan and Zhao have been chivalrous since ancient times and would rather die than surrender. In the pre-Qin period, the wind in Jing Ke was rustling and the water was cold. During the Three Kingdoms period,
Another person is Zhao Zilong who is brave.
There have been many famous heroes and warriors in this land. Naturally, even now, the folk customs here are also fierce. This is reflected in the fact that there are many sects here, and most of them are magic.
If nothing else, the main altar of the Xuantian Sect is here, but the protagonists today are not them.
There is a tea house in Liaoyang City, called Yanbo House. There are few guests on weekdays, and passersby pass by in a hurry, and no one dares to stay here for more than a moment.
The reason for this is because Yanbo Tower is not just a simple tea business. In Liaodong, even the fledgling young man knows that Yanbo Tower is a business of human life.
To put it nicely, it’s called using people’s money to eliminate disasters for others. To put it bluntly, this is a place where murders are bought and killed.
The profession of assassins has been common throughout the ages, but Yanbo Tower is unique in being able to turn murder into a visible profession.
But after all, this is an important town under the imperial government, so Yanbo Tower is still a teahouse on the surface, but everyone knows that this is a place where assassins buy murders.
In fact, to go deeper, the main reason why Yanbo Tower was able to live safely under the eyes of the imperial court was that although they provided a way to buy murderers, they never handled the matter themselves. In other words, they acted as a middleman.
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Secondly, Yanbolou has a clear stance. Whoever kills will be killed. All this is left to the employer and the assassin to negotiate. They will not interfere. If the incident triggers a pursuit by the court, they will not provide protection. Everything has nothing to do with it.
thorough.
On this day, another guest entered the Yanbo Building. He was wearing black clothes and a bamboo hat. The waiter came up to serve him, but he heard him reply: "Room No. 1, Fengzi, the guest I made an appointment with has arrived.
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The waiter's face became even more flattering, he bowed his waist and said with a smile: "We're here, sir, please come upstairs."
The teahouse in Yanbo Tower has two names: Fengyu. The word "rain" is on the lower side, and the discussions are all about small transactions of gold and silver. The word "wind" is on the top. When a business is completed, more than one life will often be involved.
We haven't seen a visitor to the Fengzi Room for more than half a year. The workers and some of the guests in the building raised their eyes and watched the man in black go upstairs.
Since it is a place where big business is discussed, this Fengzi room is naturally extremely luxurious. Not only is the decoration luxurious, but also the water used for making tea is brought from a mountain spring more than ten miles away early in the morning.
The man in black entered the room, but no one was sitting on either side of the tea tree. The noble prince in purple robe and jade crown stood in front of the window, holding his hands and looking at the late autumn cityscape. The morning market in the distance was bustling with people, and the quietness of this building was
It's like two worlds.
"I encountered some trivial matters before going out. I kept Mr. Yin waiting for a long time. I apologize for my apology."
As the man in black robe spoke, the noble prince in purple robe turned around. It was Yin Zhixie, the "Sky Hand" who had been in Jiangnan's group under the Demonic Path. He was supposed to be a mutilated man after his arm was cut off by Huangfu Yushu.
Yes, but looking at him now, his hands are intact.
The man in black robe noticed something strange about the arm at a glance. The skin color of the two hands was different. It was obvious that Yin Zhixie's right arm was a prosthetic hand. He didn't know where he found this mechanism master.
Can make arms that look just like real ones.
"Mo Protector, it's been a long time."
Yin Zhixie had a smile on his face, but it didn't make him feel close to him. Instead, he shuddered.
"I never thought Mr. Yin would take over this business. Please sit down."
Protector Mo invited Yin Zhixie to sit down, while skillfully playing with the tea set, and said: "I have something that I don't understand, and I would like to ask the young master to clarify it. The risks of this business are obvious, and the young master Yin is no longer a newcomer.
Why did you choose to take it? But what difficulties have you encountered recently?"
"It's a good thing that Huangfu Yushu did."
Yin Zhixie's cold smile was full of hatred, and he said: "Although I asked Mr. Yanshi to make me another arm, it will cost a lot. I heard that the Xuantian Sect has countless treasures, so I came here to try my luck.
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"Is it Mr. Yanshi, the mechanism master?"
Hearing this name, Protector Mo was in awe. This man was a world-recognized master of mechanism arts. No one knew his real name. It was rumored that the mechanism figures made by his superb skills were indistinguishable from real people, so some good people called him Yanshi.
Over time, people in the world began to call him Yanshi.
"You can actually invite this master of mechanisms to come out. Mr. Yin is really powerful."
Protector Mo sighed, pushed a cup of tea in front of Yin Zhixie, and said: "I understand Master Yin's difficulty. No matter what it is, as long as you can tell me, the Xuantian Sect will do its best to get it for you."
"I naturally believe in the abilities of the Xuantian Sect. In this case, I won't be polite."
Yin Zhixie picked up the tea and said: "I won't go into details about some trivial materials one by one. I will make a list later. The Xuantian Sect is only a drop in the ocean. There are only two things worth mentioning. One of them is
We need a hundred kilograms of iron from the meteorite today."
Protector Mo's expression changed. After pondering for a long time, he said: "Although this matter is a bit troublesome, if you want it, the Xuantian Sect has a way."
Meteor iron is a top-notch forging material in the world. There have been many records in history that meteorite falling from the sky was taken away and used to forge weapons, and the most recent record is from Sword Casting Villa.
Nine years ago, a piece of meteorite fell in the Miao territory and was scrambled by various forces. Finally, the owner of Zhujian Villa arrived and persuaded everyone with generous gifts and promises, and finally exchanged it for this magical material. So if
To find this meteorite, the most promising place is Zhujian Villa.
Yin Zhixie's face became warmer and he said with a smile: "Protector Mo is so happy, then this second thing will be much simpler, it only takes one person."
"What kind of person?" Protector Mo asked.
Yin Zhixie drank the tea in one gulp and said: "It would be best if a woman with a pure Yin body also practiced Zhiyin martial arts."
"Pure Yin woman?" Protector Mo was confused and really didn't understand where this request came from.
Yin Zhixie also said with a smile: "Is it possible that when Mr. Yanshi is old and thinking about the world of mortals, he wants to be a romantic ghost with pear blossoms weighing on begonias? Haha."
However, Protector Mo smiled bitterly and did not answer. He instead said, "The meteorite iron will be delivered within a month, but I don't know when Mr. Yin will be able to leave?"
"I will naturally not doubt the credibility of the Xuantian Sect."
Yin Zhixie stood up, straightened his clothes, and said calmly: "What is that girl's name?"
"Shang Luo." Protector Mo said.
"My master, I have taken note of it."
Yin Zhixie was about to leave, but Protector Mo called him to stop him and said: "Master Yin, even if the Xuantian Sect tries its best to take action in the capital, there is only one chance."
"Even if the Jin Yiwei can go up to heaven and earth, I want to leave. If a few can stop me, Protector Mo can just wait and see." Yin Zhixie didn't take it to heart, smiled and left.
After Yin Zhixie left, Protector Mo went downstairs and called the Xuantian disciples who were waiting outside. He took out a letter and said to him: "Send it back to the main altar."
"As ordered." The believer took the letter and immediately rode away.
After watching the believer leave, Protector Mo took out a bag of silver from his arms, threw it to the accountant, and said with a smile: "There is no need to look for more, it is considered a reward."
The old accountant smiled and nodded in agreement. After Protector Mo went out, he opened the bag and saw that it was filled with gold.
The waiter carrying a basin on the side came forward with a smile: "Old man Yin, the guests this time are so rich, no wonder we can open a Fengzi room."
"Look at how useless you are," the old accountant shook his head in disdain, then his eyes flashed and he asked in a low voice, "Have you figured everything out?"
"With more than ten years of hard work, what else can go wrong?" The boy smiled, showing his white teeth.
"Very good, write a letter to Lord Meng immediately."
"clear."
Yanbolou contacted assassins several times and hired assassins to kill people. The court tried many times to destroy this den of thieves, but in the end it was nothing. Others seemed to think that Yanbolou had great hands and eyes, good connections, and never failed to do things.
You can always find some leaky copper drills if you don't get your hands dirty, but this is not the case.
Although there are constant minor troubles in Yanbo Tower, there has never been a major disaster. The last and most important reason for this is because the biggest force behind this place is the Jin Yiwei.