In the darkness, there were several torches burning in an empty cave.
A man woke up and let out a groan.
A curtain hat was placed next to the man. He slowly opened his eyes and looked around. He found that he was in a strange place. There were stone walls everywhere, like a cave or a secret room.
He remembered following the masked man last night, but the man suddenly disappeared when he turned the corner, and then lost track of him.
Just when he was confused, he was accidentally attacked and passed out.
When he woke up, he found himself lying in a strange place.
He squinted his eyes and found that opposite him there was a round stone platform similar to an altar. There was a person standing on the stone platform. His face was wearing a mask. The mask was the same as the one he saw last night.
However, the masked person in front of him was definitely not the same person as the person he saw last night.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"It doesn't matter who I am, but you can call me Pavilion Master." The masked man who claimed to be Pavilion Master said.
"What is this place?"
The Pavilion Master smiled and said: "Don't keep asking these meaningless questions. If I wanted to kill you, you wouldn't be alive now."
"What do you want to do by catching me?"
The master said: "Do you want to know who killed your brother?"
The man lying there had a gleam in his eyes, "Who is it?"
"It's okay to tell you, but..." The Pavilion Master paused, "Even if I tell you, you can't kill him."
The man was a little emotionally unstable, "I just want to know who he is?"
The Pavilion Master chuckled and said, "You want to go find him?"
The man gritted his teeth and said, "That's right."
The master of the pavilion spoke frivolously and put his drooping hands behind his back, "Then what's the difference between you and dying?"
The man was silent. He knew that the mysterious man in front of him was right. After all, he had not yet reached the level of his brother.
"Do you want revenge?" the pavilion master asked again.
The man raised his head, facing the mysterious man wearing a mask, "Of course I am thinking, what do you want me to do?"
The man naturally knows that there is no free lunch in the world. The mysterious man helps him take revenge, and he has to pay the price.
The Pavilion Master smiled and said: "You are indeed practicing your family's martial arts very quickly, but if you want to kill that person, it is definitely not enough. Because his current martial arts is something you cannot catch up with even after ten years of practice."
The master of the pavilion did not wait for the man to speak, and continued: "Furthermore, you started practicing martial arts relatively late, and your bones have basically been finalized. Even if your family's martial arts is special and it is a quick skill, it will take at least five years to achieve innateness.
time. And just a few days ago, that man killed an innate master effortlessly."
The man looked at the pavilion master and naturally knew that he was telling him this and must have thought of a way to deal with it, "What should I do?"
The master of the pavilion said: "I have a technique here that is dozens of times more powerful than your family's technique. It can allow you to achieve innate breakthroughs within a year."
The man looked at the mysterious man in front of him and asked, "What's the price?"
"Help me find something."
The price mentioned by the mysterious pavilion master was not very clear, but the man still nodded.
He accepted it, which meant that he was willing to pay this unspecified price.
"Oh, that's right." The Pavilion Master said in a lighter tone, with a hint of smile, "I didn't capture you, you invited me here."
Is it emphasis? Is it a threat? Or is it a correction? For men, it no longer matters.
There were torches flickering in the cave, but it was still dark.
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There are not too many people on the streets of Bianjing.
There are not even as many people as in the small towns on the edge of the mountains.
On the street, two people were walking, one was lazy and the other was wearing a black curtain hat.
The two of them were walking on the street, seemingly unaware of the shouts and hawking around them.
They first came to a medical clinic, but this medical clinic was very normal and full of patients.
Of course it is normal for a hospital to have patients, but it would be strange if there were no patients.
"Hey, Xiao Wu is here." An old man standing at the counter greeted Xiao Wu with a smile, as if he was familiar with him.
Xiao Wu had put away his laziness long before entering the hospital, and he saluted the old man respectfully.
Then asked: "Are you very busy recently?"
The old man smiled and said: "I am not tired at all. Although my legs and feet are a little inconvenient, the impact is not big."
Xiao Wu continued: "Please take rest. Don't work too hard."
The old man waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay. By the way, you're here to see your senior brother, right?"
Xiao Wu nodded and said, "Exactly."
The old man looked at He Yidao behind Xiao Wu, as if he knew something in advance, smiled and nodded to He Yidao, "He is in the backyard, you go find him."
He Yidao returned the favor. Then he noticed that the old man looked a little strange.
"Let's go." Xiao Wu called He Yidao lightly.
The two of them said goodbye and left, crossing the consulting room and going to the backyard.
He Yidao asked: "Who is that person?"
Xiao Wu shook his head.
Do you mean not to tell? Don’t know? Or don’t ask?
Xiao Wu seemed to think about it seriously again, and then said: "Senior."
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The backyard is not small and has many rooms.
This medical clinic looks quite big, much bigger than the strange medical clinic in the small town anyway.
Xiao Wu brought He Yidao to a room. The room was simply decorated, basically just simple furniture and quilts on the bed.
The only slightly antique piece of furniture is a screen.
Behind the screen, there was a man standing. The man was dressed in white. Judging from his silhouette, he looked handsome and handsome, and he was also a suave man.
"Senior brother." Xiao Wu called out.
I saw a man in white walking out from behind the screen, holding a fan from the Discord Season in his hand.
He Yidao frowned, "Is it you?"
Liu Yinan chuckled, "I didn't expect to meet again."
He Yidao didn't speak. He kept staring at the man in front of him. He always had a feeling that the man in front of him was dangerous.
Liu Yinan could feel his eyes, even though he was separated by a curtain hat. Because He Yidao felt that he was looking at her.
Liu Yinan said here, "I didn't expect you to join Yunwu Pavilion."
He Yidao said: "I didn't expect you to be in Yunwu Pavilion. I didn't expect you to be the master of Yunwu Pavilion."
Liu Yinan became interested and asked with a smile: "How do you know that I am the master of Yunwu Pavilion?"
He Yidao said: "Intuition."
Liu Yinan laughed "haha", not hearty enough, but very elegant, which fit the fan in his hand, "You are an interesting person."
He Yidao said nothing.
"Do you still remember that madman?" Liu Yinan asked.
He Yidao said: "Remember, and I told you that I didn't kill him."
"I know." Liu Yinan did not doubt He Yidao this time. He added, "He is one of our general managers, but he is also half a traitor from Yunwu Pavilion."