It was Ye Yinfeng who stopped the boy from kicking the scholar who fell to the ground. He and Li Xiaoyao were about to take a step forward, but they unexpectedly witnessed all this. Maybe they were once scholars, or maybe it was because of other reasons
, made his heart tremble inexplicably, making him feel extremely compassionate for the fate of this down-and-out scholar.
Or maybe he found a similar resonance in the down-and-out scholar. If the Ye family's tragedy had not happened, he might have taken the provincial examination and gained the reputation of a scholar. He learned from the down-and-out scholar's story
I seem to see my future shadow in my body. According to the wishes of my family, I passed the exams all the way, and finally became an official and a noble for the rest of my life.
Ye Yinfeng sighed, knelt down and then stood up. After his inspection, he found that the scholar's breathing was even and long, and there was no danger to his life. Perhaps it was due to excessive grief and anger, plus the boy's
A slap in the face made him bleed, and he fainted.
"It's dry and everything is dry, be careful with the candles." A hoarse voice came into their ears, and then a rickety figure, stretched thin by the moonlight, appeared in their sight.
It was a watchman who was on duty. He had a hunched back and was wearing a ragged cotton coat. The man had sparse gray hair and wrinkles on his face, which gave him a weather-beaten look.
An old watchman, about sixty or above, with a pair of cloudy eyes slightly squinting, gave the impression that his eyesight was not very good.
"Young man, why are you still wandering in this romantic place so late at night? Go back quickly." The watchman was coming towards him and found Li Xiaoyao standing in the center of the street and Ye Yinfeng standing next to the scholar.
, he said with a hoarse tone, the voice was as if someone was strangling his neck and speaking, which made people feel very weird and eerie.
A yellowed lantern was held in the hands of the watchman. He was walking slowly and staggeringly, coming towards Li Xiaoyao. Behind him were layers of white mist, which was like a veil.
The houses behind him were all shrouded. The dim lamp flickered in his hand, as if it would be blown out at any moment.
Ye Yinfeng was stunned. The watchman was three or four feet away from them. Due to the night fog, they only saw a hunched figure and a shadow dragged long by the waning moon. They could only vaguely see it.
They could feel the gray hair and wrinkles on the watchman's face, but if they wanted to tell the truth, the watchman's vision was detailed but the feeling became blurry.
Looking at each other from a distance, Ye Yinfeng and Li Xiaoyao looked at each other. They couldn't help but secretly feel that their bodies were bleeding. This watchman gave them an elusive feeling. It was an abyss-like feeling, without any sharpness.
The aura does not have majestic momentum, but is like that of an ordinary old man.
The night fog curled up, hazy, the dim lamp flickered like a spiritual fire in the depths of the netherworld, and the watchman looked like a messenger from hell sent by the king of hell, which made people feel a little bit nervous.
Palpitations.
With every step the watchman took, the night fog became thicker around him, and the lantern flickered more intensely.
"Old man, what time is it now?" Li Xiaoyao suddenly asked the watchman, and his eyes showed solemnity as he looked at the old watchman without blinking.
"Oh, look at me, an old man, I actually forgot to call the watch. It should be the third watch now, so it's time to call the watch." As the old watchman approached, the old watchman uttered a self-deprecating sentence.
The extremely depressing words were low and hoarse, making people feel very uncomfortable.
"Bang bang bang", he struck the gong loudly with each step, and the sound made the light in the lantern in his palm sway even more, as if it might be extinguished at any time.
And the footsteps of the old watchman stopped with the sound of the watchgong.
Only then did Ye Yinfeng see the face of the old watchman clearly. In addition to the wrinkled face, there was also an extremely pale face, as if he had crawled out of the grave. It was an extremely terrifying look.
Pale. Looking at the other party's weird face, Ye Yinfeng's heart tightened inexplicably, and a faint uneasiness suddenly emerged.
Facing Ye Yinfeng's gaze, the old watchman's eyes turned away from Li Xiaoyao and looked at Ye Yinfeng, only to see that he was grinning, revealing his extremely formidable white teeth. Those white teeth were here.
There were cold gleams flashing in the night, like the smile of the God of Death, which made people feel intimidated.
And because of his grin, his face began to become distorted. The wrinkles on his forehead could almost cover the mountain, and the wrinkles on his face became even more eerie. Vaguely, Ye Yinfeng saw two
The extremely long mark slanted from the left forehead of the old watchman to the right side of the corner of his mouth, like a squirming insect, which made Ye Yinfeng tremble with fear and make him sweat continuously on his back.
The old watchman's eyes stayed on Ye Yinfeng for a few breaths, and then turned to Li Xiaoyao, still showing a smile that was uglier than crying.
When Li Xiaoyao saw the smile on the old watchman's face, his heart suddenly tightened. His small eyes couldn't help but shrink slightly, and his whole body suddenly became as straight as a bow. His eyes were as bright as electricity and looked straight at the old watchman.
Shooting away, his palms couldn't help but spread out, and the true energy had already been poured into both arms.
"Are you the watchman?" Li Xiaoyao asked, which seemed to be nonsense and meaningless. Ye Yinfeng didn't understand the meaning of this fat Taoist priest's question for a moment.
"Yes, this little Taoist has a good eye. Old man, I have been a watchman for more than ten years. This profession of watchman is not easy to do. No, you see, I have to do it for you in this cold and windy night.
Waiting for passers-by to tell the time, and from time to time, I have to give directions to those charming people about the road. Alas, if you have to watch the clock for a lifetime, you will not have enough to eat or wear warmly. Why bother to do this? It's not like the trail.
My friend, at first glance, he looks like a wealthy and noble man from the Yin Dynasty."
As soon as the old watchman heard the little fat Taoist priest's question, he started chattering endlessly. Although his words were extremely miserable, there was no trace of tragedy at all, and it was as if he was having a normal conversation with others.
"I know it's so tiring to do the watch, so why don't you stop early? I heard that the profession of doing the watch can be passed on to the next generation. You old man won't be able to bear the little salary of doing the watch.
Let's do it." Li Xiaoyao even said some words that were difficult to predict, and seemed to be getting along with the old watchman.
"Well, I am old and have no children at home. Who should I pass it on to? If I don't save enough money, I will give it up." The old watchman let out a long sigh, and the endless loneliness became obvious, and
His grinning expression was still there, which made people feel extremely weird.
"Can I ask a question?" Li Xiaoyao nodded and asked the old watchman.
"Old man, I am ignorant and ignorant. I don't know what this little Taoist friend is asking. Old man, I will tell you everything I know."
"May I ask this old man, who is the King of Hell?" Li Xiaoyao asked the old watchman solemnly.
When Li Xiaoyao raised this question, the expression of Ye Yinfeng, who was standing quietly next to the unconscious scholar, suddenly changed. How could he not know the meaning of Li Xiaoyao's question? A nervousness that he had never felt before arose in his heart.
, his whole body suddenly tensed, and a fierce breath suddenly appeared, flowing into his body continuously.
In fact, he should have thought of it, but he didn't expect that such a person would appear in Hezhou City, which was not very famous. He was on guard and couldn't help but have a change of mind. Was this person coming for him or Li Xiaoyao?
He couldn't be sure, but one thing was that the two of them were in a very critical situation at this time. This danger was more sudden and violent than he had experienced anywhere.
"Hahahaha, little Taoist friend, I'm joking. Old man, although I have half-stepped into the Hall of the King of Hell, but who is the King of Hell? Old man, I really don't have the qualifications to know. I don't know if this answer, little Taoist friend, is satisfactory."
As soon as the old watchman heard the other party's question, he suddenly let out a burst of laughter like howling like ghosts and wolves. His pale but wrinkled face was really as scary and ferocious as Bai Wuchang under the throne of Hell.
"Satisfied, how can you be dissatisfied? Since you said you don't know, then you don't know. But I still have a question. Is that person really a scholar?" Li Xiaoyao stretched out his hand and pointed at Li Yeyin.
The scholar who fell to the ground not far from Feng's feet had a hint of sharpness in his tone.
"Bah, bang, bang." As soon as Li Xiaoyao finished speaking, several clapping sounds came from behind Ye Yinfeng. These clapping sounds were like a reminder of life. Ye Yinfeng trembled all over.
An inexplicable fear surged in his heart, and his face became even paler. He didn't notice when the scholar behind him stood up.
Turning around with difficulty, Ye Yinfeng's pupils shrank slightly. When he stretched out his hand, the black iron sword without an edge suddenly appeared in his hand. His eyes condensed into a sharp sword light, staring straight at it.
Hold the scholar.
"Yes, I am a scholar, just a useless scholar. This little brother must have also been a scholar. Alas, why are you doing this?" The scholar didn't care at all about Ye Yinfeng's sword-like appearance.
With a clear look in his eyes, he walked past Ye Yinfeng and walked towards the old watchman with a calm and calm attitude. His posture was gentle and he walked very carefully, as if the person on the street
There seems to be some weak life on the ground, and I am afraid that if I step on it, that weak life will be trampled to death.
Ye Yinfeng felt all sorts of emotions well up in his heart. He stared at the scholar's back. He never thought that the other party's concealment method was so clever. Not only did he deceive him, but he also deceived the old Jianghu Li Xiaoyao.
.
Watchman, scholar, this seemingly common title set off a huge storm in Ye Yinfeng's heart, and the identity of the other party was about to be revealed.
"The King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch. You will not survive until the fifth watch. It is an honor or misfortune for both of us to be able to send the watchman and scholar, the top killers of the 'Tiantian Alliance' under the King of Hell. The order of the King of Hell at the third watch is'
The highest level of assassination in the Assassin's Sky Alliance, and legend has it that there are no more than five killers of your alliance who can execute the King of Hell's third watch order, and the watchman and the scholar are two of them. The watchman is also known as the third watcher, and the scholar is also known as the life and death judge.
.The third watch calls for life and death, and two top killers who can carry out the third watch order of the King of Hell are dispatched. Their target is to kill the two of us who are not yet weak. This is too bullying."
With a look of disdain on his face, Li Xiaoyao mocked the two men. It seemed that he was talking to the watchman and the scholar, but in fact he was revealing information to Ye Yinfeng.
At this time, Ye Yinfeng didn't know Li Xiaoyao's intention, and there was a hint of bitterness in his heart. However, he raised his head again because of his unyielding nature, and his whole body exuded a towering aura, which was arrogant and unyielding.
An aura as sharp as a sword. At this moment, he abandoned all the distracting thoughts in his heart. Since they met on a narrow road, it was still unclear who would win and who would lose.
Ye Yinfeng's fighting spirit was as fierce as fighting for the sky. Ye Yinfeng's body was as tight as a bow. He stood as tall as a bamboo. There was a faint charm like the synthesis of heaven and earth all over his body. He was like a sword waiting to be unsheathed.
Like a peerless sword.
"The last question, is it him or me?" Li Xiaoyao's face was solemn and he asked another question. He knew the usual style of the 'Assassination Sky Alliance' and had clear goals, but he never revealed any information about his employer, as long as he gave
Money, even the emperor, they dare to assassinate me. But they never reveal any employer information, so they only recognize the money and not the person. Li Xiaoyao did not intend to ask who paid for his life, because it would be too much to ask.
Bai asked.
"You are mine." The old watchman's ghostly gaze was like a spiritual fire escaping from the underworld, exuding a soul-stirring luster, and he said sternly to Li Xiaoyao.
It was obvious that the scholar's target was Ye Yinfeng. The scholar did not speak, but his meaning was obvious. The corners of his mouth raised slightly. If one did not know his identity, some people might really think that he was just a down-and-out scholar.
The night is getting darker, the moonlight is getting paler, and it is almost giving out its last light. The fog has become more hazy, layer upon layer, endless. The lantern in the old watchman's hand has become even brighter, orange.
The colorful lights slowly became brighter, looking particularly dazzling in the dark night.