It was already noon, and the flower building was still a little deserted, as if restaurants of this type only became crowded and noisy at night, but once the sun shined on the roof, it was like a deflated pig intestine ball, and it was extremely quiet.
There were some exquisite pastries on the tables on the first floor. Yaowan took a few pieces, chewed and swallowed them: "It tastes good, man, how much money do you have?"
A waiter came over in a small step and offered him another cup of tea. He also bowed his waist and said respectfully: "Why do you still want to charge you money? I can have as many pastries as you like."
When Yaowan heard this, he found it interesting and said, "So you guys are really good at doing business here."
The guy also rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "If you want it, sir, if you want it, I'll go get it right now."
Yaowan stuffed the remaining cakes in his hand into his mouth and said vaguely: "No, I'm full."
When Yaowu came out of the flower building, he saw a person who looked very familiar. He rushed up with all his strength, shouting as he rushed: "Gui Wushuang..."
The man seemed to have heard the call. Instead of stopping, he walked even faster. The two people were walking in front of each other. Others thought they were ordinary. But if you look closely, why did these two people reach the street in a blink of an eye despite their small steps?
tail?
Yaowu rolled over like a magpie oriole and picked up a swallow, and landed in front of the man called Gui Wushuang: "I heard that all the people in the Yama Palace have disappeared, why did Lord Gui Wushuang, the emperor of Yama, stay in Hancheng?"
Gui Wushuang looked over and saw that he was just a little old man. He had aged, but his wretched face had not changed. Looking at this rising star, he joked: "It seems that the two girls have not made your legs weak after a night of spring dinner, and you can still walk."
So fast."
Yaowu's face turned slightly red, and he spoke righteously: "Gui Wushuang, did you know that there are people in Gui Wu Crying who are chasing Yama Luo Renren?"
Instead, Gui Wushuang looked up to the sky and laughed, his voice dissipating: "In the heavens and on earth, in the underworld, in the underworld. In Ghost Cry, we are just hunting down the criminals in Muhan Tower. How about the Hall of Hell, what does it have to do with you in Devil Cry?"
Before Yaowu could say anything else, Gui Wushuang continued: "Even the owner of the building, Bai Xiaotian, is nowhere to be found and yet he still cares about other people's affairs."
"What did you say······"
Gui Wushuang laughed again and said: "It seems that the hall master in Devil May Cry forgot important things when he visited prostitutes. The one who made the decision is probably that little fat guy Wu Nian. Overdoing everything will only make people laugh, but you guys actually
Even the most basic ones are no longer clear."
Hearing Gui Wushuang's words, Yaowan couldn't help but cross his arms in front of his chest, frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
"What is the Muhan Tower? It's just the Wuyu Terrace, the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests, the Duobao Pavilion, the Shanxing Hall, Ghost Crying Lane and the thirty-sixth floor and seventy-two pavilions. When did there be an additional Yama Hall?" Gui Wushuang's body
In a flash, he was behind Yaowuan, "From the beginning to the present, Muhan Tower is Muhan Tower, and Yama Hall is Yama Hall. The owner of Muhan Tower is Bai Xiaotian, an old guy who went crazy and disappeared, and is the Donghuang Emperor of Yama Hall.
He is what you call the Supreme Being."
Yaowang was a little puzzled. The owner of Yama Hall was the Master Fuji, and he said doubtfully: "Master Xiao..."
Gui Wushuang laughed and asked: "After the new rain in the empty mountain, can you know the meaning?"
"Elder Zhuge taught me this poem to several people when I was young,"
Gui Wushuang took a deep breath, and then read: "After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear springs flow up the rocks. The bamboos return to the raccoon, and the lotus moves down the fishing boat. Rest in the spring fragrance at will, and the king and grandson can stay.
"
Yaowuan was a little puzzled and asked: "It is clear that there is a Huan girl and a fishing boat, but we say it is an empty mountain..."
"It is clear that the Yama Hall is the Yama Hall and the Muhan Tower is the Muhan Tower, but they insist on interfering in the internal affairs of the Yama Palace as Muhan Tower."
Yaowu's eyelids moved slightly, his body was like a white shadow, and he was more than ten feet away from Gui Wushuang. Gui Wushuang clapped his hands and said with a smile: "No wonder Xiaojiu said that your movement skills are great, I may not be able to catch up with you now.
"
Yaowan was a little confused, why did a strange name appear again, Xiaojiu? Who is this Xiaojiu?
Gui Wushuang smiled, whether his smile was bitter or self-deprecating, he said, "After all, a new generation replaces the old, but in the past thirty years, both Gui Wushuang and Xiao Jiu have been affected by this world.
Forgot."
"True and false, the realm of illusion." Gui Wushuang walked away slowly, "The masters trained by the Yama Palace have returned to your Muhan Tower. Where they belong, we don't know. It's just that
We old guys have our own things to do, so go back and tell Wu Nian that little fat guy to stop interfering."
"Gui Wushuang..." Yaowu wanted to chase after him, but he couldn't find the person he was talking to face to face, only pedestrians who kept coming and going.
With a "swish", he caught a flying blade with both fingers, put a piece of paper on the blade, and unfolded it: "No one knows the old things in Hancheng, and no one knows the old friends in An Yan. Even though there are many talents in the world, they don't know the situation. Every ten years.
The sword wants to have a good reputation, but the promise made for a hundred years will not be heard. The peach petals cover the eyes to distinguish the heaven and the earth, and they are not as good as the wild crane and the oil seller."
The note was burned by the flames of Yaowang's internal energy. What happened to Hancheng? Who is An Yan's old friend? Can a reputation be rectified after ten years of sharpening the sword? Who has heard of the hundred-year promise?
"Without Yama Luodian, do you really think that Mu Hanlou is blind or deaf? Gui Wushuang, Gui Wushuang, you are overly underestimating my talent in Devil May Cry."
Yaowan turned around and entered a small alley. A black figure jumped up to his side and knelt down on one knee: "Master, what are your orders?"
"Do you know the whereabouts of Hancheng's one hundred thousand silver, and why so much copper and iron are circulating in the market but nowhere to be found?"
The shadow hesitated for a few moments before answering: "It seems that two people are involved behind the one hundred thousand silver. The process is slightly hindered. I hope the hall master will forgive me."
Yaowu frowned slightly and asked: "Who? Will it be troublesome?"
"Bai Ling, the lord of Wanfeng City, and Liang Boye, the white jade general of Ziwei City."
"Oh, it's only a hundred thousand taels, but it actually brought the white jade mad dragon Liang Boye into this." Yaowan sat on a pile of neatly stacked bricks, "It's interesting, it's interesting, Wu Nian has always wanted to win over Liang Boye, but Liang Boye just received the letter from
I haven’t come back yet, so I didn’t expect to be stabbed by him this time.”
After a few more silences, the dark figure continued to report: "Hall Master, it is said that Liang Boye has also come to Wanfeng City."
Hearing that Liang Boye had also come to Hancheng, Yaowan found it even more interesting and said, "Hancheng is really lively. By the way, what's going on with Master Yue and the Venerable over there in Lincheng?"
The man in black didn't know how to answer, so he could only remain silent.
Yaowuan became a little impatient, and said with a slightly angry voice, "Just say it."
The man in black could only sigh slightly, and then continued to report: "Venerable Ghost Controller seems to have been seriously injured in the city that never sleeps. This matter has been spread to all the departments in the building."
Hearing that Ying Ruge was injured, Yaowu's eyes were full of excitement and asked: "Can anyone hurt Ying?"
Seeing his hall master like this, Heiying was helpless and replied: "Thunder Curse Wounded by Ten Thousand Burials..."
Yaowu immediately stood up, and with just these four words, Thunder Curse and Ten Thousand Burials, he put away his impropriety and asked: "Do you know? Thunder Curse and Ten Thousand Burials is something that Duobao Pavilion is still developing."
The black shadow nodded and said in a firm voice: "There is no mistake. Hall Master Ying has already sent a message to the original poster. The original poster ordered the recall of Hall Master Leng and Hall Master Jue."
Yaowan patted his forehead: "Leng Ye has gone back. This time the fat man Xia Mingzi will be in trouble."
"Master, what can you do?"
"Duobao Pavilion is a place for this damn fat man like Cassia Mingzi. I can't help but get involved. Alas, I'm telling you, if you are ordered to hunt down people from Duobao Pavilion, be careful and don't hurt them."
Black Shadow clasped his hands into fists and replied: "Yes."
Yaowang hesitated for a while, and then said: "Inform all brothers that there is no need to interfere in the affairs of Yama Palace. If Ruozun blames it, he will say that this is the intention of your hall master. I want to know where the copper and iron are going. Is it possible?"
"yes."
Yaowan waved his hand again and said: "Go."
After the conversation ended, the man in black disappeared into the alley again, and Yaowan sat there alone, as if he was looking for a place to rest due to a hangover and a headache. An idea flashed through his mind, copper and iron worth one hundred thousand,
If it were cast into a sword, how many could be made? If someone really spent 100,000 taels to buy copper and iron for the purpose of making a sword, the purpose was already Sima Zhao's heart.
"Since we don't let go of even one hundred thousand disaster silver, it seems that the copper and iron that disappeared from the market are not only worth one hundred thousand taels." When Yaowu was about to say something, he patted his forehead again, and the wine was really a problem.
He was planning to continue explaining, but then he realized that he had already asked the man in black named Yaoguang to go down and do some work.
When a leader trusts his subordinates too much, his subordinates will definitely hide something from him, no matter good or bad. When his subordinates
When you hide it too much out of loyalty, there will definitely be a headache-inducing ending.
Yaowan has such trust in his men, like brothers and sisters. Although there are only twelve people in Devil May Cry, these twelve people are all good at hiding their whereabouts, sniping and ambush. He ordered the assassination
Among the people who fled from the Yama Palace, sixteen of the seventeen remaining people except the Emperor of Yama and the four great ghosts and gods have died, and only one person who was one of the Eight Ambassadors is left.
At this time, it was already too late to give the order to let go of all matters in the Yama Palace.
In a large courtyard in Hansu City, the ghost Wushuang, known as the Emperor of Yama, was sitting in the courtyard. There was no tea in the teacup on the stone table. It was empty. The ghost Wushuang closed his eyes tightly, sat upright, and his ears shook slightly from time to time.
Moving, as if he is listening to the world with both ears.
A flaming object was getting closer and closer from the sky. When we reached the fourth floor, we could see clearly that it was a flaming phoenix. A man in red robe was also sitting upright on the back of the phoenix. The flaming phoenix made a "bang" sound.
Then it turned into nothingness, and the man in red robe slowly fell down, as if an immortal descended to earth.
"Don't you think you came a little late?" Gui Wushuang didn't open his mouth, but his voice was quite loud.
The man in red robe took out a leather pot from his sleeve, poured the wine in the pot into the tea cup on the stone table, moved the quilt towards Gui Wushuang, and said: "Taste it yourself, it is the result of repeated efforts."
This kumiss does not have the fishy smell of ordinary kumiss, nor does it have an overly creamy and mellow taste that makes the wine lose its alcoholic taste."
Gui Wushuang still sat there upright, with his mouth slightly open, and the kumiss in the tea cup on the stone table flew into his mouth bit by bit. When the wine went into his throat, Gui Wushuang frowned slightly and said, "It still smells fishy.
"
"After all, it's fresh mare's milk." The man in red robe took a few sips himself and wiped the milk wine flowing out of the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. "You said I was late. What did those two children do to make you sorry?"
Gui Wushuang seemed to be deliberately avoiding the topic and asked: "How is it going with Lord Guangming?"
"The second child plans to give the Long Yao Sword to Ying'er. Ying'er's injury is a little bit serious and it will be easy to heal. However, the child is too violent and I don't know how to get rid of it."
Seeing Yan Xiao sighing and shaking his head, Gui Wushuang also found it interesting. He never thought that an old monster like Master Fuji would have a headache because of his children's education. Gui Wushuang thought of his own children and also shook his head and sighed.
, and then said: "A sharp sword will eventually become too violent. It is not a good thing for Lord Guangming to give the sword to Ying Ruge. Ying Ruge has lived too smoothly in this life. If there is no pain, it will only make him feel
The world is only so big, and the water in the rivers and lakes is only so deep."
Yan Xiao nodded and said: "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. You said it, and you did it this way. How about our little Yaowan?"
Gui Wushuang stood up, waved his right hand, and several heads-sized stones under the tree were reduced to pieces. He said with a slight anger in his tone: "If it were the past, blood debt must be paid with blood, I will definitely take his life."
Yan Xiao was slightly dazed and asked: "How serious is it?"
"This kid actually ordered his men to kill all the refugees who left the Yama Palace."
Yan Xiao also frowned slightly and asked: "How much?"
"Sixteen people."
Now it was the turn of Yan Xiao in red robe to be speechless. He drank a few more sips of wine and sighed: "Yao Huan and Leng Buyu, these two children seem to be crazy and like to play around.
Things are indeed going smoothly.”
Gui Wushuang looked at Yan Xiao, with the same angry expression, and said, "That's why you let me discipline you?"
Yan Xiao nodded: "Children of this generation in Muhanlou, you know all the troublesome things their elders have done. Ying'er was born in a miserable way, and Yaowuan, this child, was born in front of Muhanlou.
Life is so hard."
Gui Wushuang took a calm breath and sat down again. There were not many people he respected in his life. Apart from Lord Guangming, the Buddha in front of him was also counted as one person. If not for this Buddha, he would not have led the brothers to the Yama Palace.
Enter the Muhan Tower. Not to mention that after many years of operation, all the Yama Hall will be donated to the West.
Gui Wushuang thought about Yaowuan again. Although he said that he was going to kill Yaowuan and Zhanli now, no one dared to say that he was wrong. But if he really killed this kid, then the Buye clan would really be the last to die.
If this is the case, the position of the best person in the world in Qinggong and Hidden Kung Fu will definitely change hands.