Chapter 17: Truth

From the small courtyard to the ghost courtyard, but the distance of dozens of steps, Gu Shen is close to the wall, every step must be listened to, as if the front is a cliff.
Even so, he underestimated the strictness of the guards of Jinpengbao. He had just taken more than ten steps and was caught by the collar.
The night watchman, like a ghost, has been lurking around human beings, suddenly appearing when you least think of it, no matter how to guard against it.
Gu Shenwei suddenly stunned, but calmed down and whispered: "Let me go."
This night watchman is probably not the same person as the last one. Seeing that Gu Shen is so calm, there is some accident. Although the face is hidden behind the black cloth, there is a little less murder in the eyes.
"You violated the curfew."
"I am going out to do things."
"what's up?"
"I..." Gu Shen could not make a reasonable lie for a time.
"I let him out." The voice of the distant slave suddenly popped out. Gu Shenwei thought that it was not noticeable. In fact, it was tracked early.
The night watchman did not expect anyone behind, apparently surprised, throwing away Gu Shenwei, holding the handle in his right hand and holding the scabbard in his left hand.
"Who?"
"The slain slaves in the eight main courtyards." The voice of the slave is more calm than Gu Shenwei, and even has a bit of impatience and reprimand.
"You also violated the curfew."
"Which curfew is not curfew, I have dropped a thing in the Eighth House of Lords, and let Huan Nuo get it back for me. What happened? Isn't that okay?"
Gu Shenwei did not expect that the distant joy will suddenly appear, but also help him lie, and he could not help but be grateful. However, with the status of the slave, it is not easy to want to send the night watch casually.
Sure enough, the night watchman did not take the interpretation of the distant slave as a matter of fact, "follow me to see the knife master."
The knife master is the leader of the killing of Jinpengbao. There are more than a dozen people who face the knife master. The violation of the ban will be recorded and punished accordingly.
It is not too serious disciplinary behavior to sneak out at night. However, Gu Shen still holds the stolen door key in his hand. This is a big crime that cannot be embarrassed. Ten will be thrown into the ghost garden.
Gu Shenwei has a bit of hope to be locked into the ghost garden to find the whereabouts of her sister.
"Are you not the killer Liu Xuan? Everyone is a slave of the Eight Emperors. Is it possible to dismantle each other? The eight-year-old grandmother has been in a bad mood lately. Are you making this big and interesting?"
The distant slave can actually call out the name of the night watchman. Gu Shenwei and Liu Xuan are very surprised. The night watchman is full of black clothes and covers his face. The purpose is not to be recognized.
"How do you recognize me?"
"Hey, what's the tension? Didn't you be the guard in the Eighth House of Lords? I followed Xue Niang to learn Wu. I can always see you dangling. Everyone is serving a master and should help each other. Let me go."
The night watchman Liu Xuan’s eyes turned and hesitated. The night watchman’s hiding identity was to enforce the law without hesitation. Now he is recognized. It’s a bit difficult to think about
being public
. Moreover, it is not a big deal to violate the curfew. It’s not a meritorious act to seize it.
"You will go back now, no more."
"But I want that thing now."
"That doesn't work either. Go back. You go to the Eighth House of Lords every day, don't worry."
"Okay." The distant slave shrugged. It seemed to be very unpleasant. "That's tomorrow." Then he said to Huannu and changed his dissatisfaction: "I don't want to go back, it's really troublesome to do something."
Gu Shen was ambiguously slammed, bowed back and hurried back to the small courtyard, and the night watchman Liu Xuan was recognized as a dysfunctional moment. He would understand that the slave is bluffing sooner or later. He really needs to take something and does not need to send someone out. Followed, but as long as this hurdle passed, Liu Xuan did not have to seize the two young slaves.
Back in the small courtyard, the remote slave grabbed the key and locked the door, and quietly put the key back into the room of the Hanji slave. When he came out, he took the slave to the west gate. Here is the place where the two practiced martial arts, the quietest.
"You are so daring, dare to sneak here." The slave sighed and whispered.
"Thank you. Fortunately, you know the killer."
"Oh, that's a coincidence. I didn't know it at first. I saw it with a knife. Everyone has a knife. The martial arts of Liu Xuan is not high but it is good. Before the knife is held, the right hand must always be lifted. Get up and take a look. If you have a big life, if you meet a real master, he will have to kill his hand."
The slaves learned to martial arts for more than half a month, and the actual combat experience was zero. Even when they observed the subtlety, Gu Shenwei was shocked. Then he understood that these words must have been said by Xue Niang. Selling now, if you are not familiar with his own details, I really can’t hear it.
Gu Shenwei’s gratitude is true.
His current impression of the slave is greatly changed, and he even wants to reveal some of his true feelings to him in order to win his help.
Although Gu Shenwei was born in a rich room and had many slaves nearby, he always felt that his family slaves were very good, but when he became a slave himself, he found that the former feelings were illusions. He did not know how to Survival in the servant, but do not know how to do a good relationship.
He entered Jinpengbao for almost a month, but he only heard the news of the words. The few Hurens and the Central Plains were still sloppy. The various rumors brought back were much more than him. As for the slaves, It is the master of the news, and the familiarity with Jinpengbao is comparable to the servant who has stayed for more than ten years.
If you can have such a helper, whether it is looking for the whereabouts of your sister or revenge in the future, you will get twice the result with half the effort.
"Night slaves, I have to tell you something, you are dangerous, I can help you."
Gu Shen made a decision to tell the slave to escape the evil. As for the help of him, it was not a false statement. Just yesterday, he finally passed the first layer of Yang Jin and became the first layer of Yin.
Although he has been absent-minded for more than ten years of practice, under the guidance of his father Gu Lun, he has laid an excellent foundation. Once he is serious, it is easy to make a breakthrough.
Yin Jin does not improve the internal strength of the practitioner, but can control the Yang Jin more freely. If Yang Jin is the method of growing strength, Yin Jin is the use of strength.
Since the first layer of Yin Jin has been reached, Gu Shenwei feels that she has the ability to help the slaves to suppress the yang in their bodies, delay and stop the fire.
The distant slave shook his head, his mouth groaned, his face with a smile, as if the slave was a stupid child.
"I am really telling you that the strength of your training is too fast, and there is a danger of getting into the fire." Gu Shenwei finally said the truth.
If it weren’t for fear to awaken the people in the yard, the slave would laugh at this moment, but he still laughed out, and his right hand pressed on the shoulders of Huannu, laughing for a while, waiting for the face of Huannu When he was angry, he said:
"I don't want you to look down on you, but you are really not a conspiracy. Every time I see you lying, I want to laugh. Oh, but this is your advantage. Sometimes it is more likable, don't throw it away."
Gu Shen was flushed and temporarily dismissed the idea of ​​helping the slaves to suppress Yang Jin. "Well, you have helped me a lot. I think I have to pay you back. You can speak."
The slave's hand is still on his shoulder. "I said, I know you have a secret."
"I can't say this."
"It doesn't matter, I don't want to know, but I just want to tell others that you will have internal skills, and you still have secrets, and your secrets can no longer be saved."
Gu Shen opened the hand of the slave and began to be alert.
In Jinpengbao, it is not a surprise that a slave will be martial arts. However, if this person is going to do internal work, it will be different. There are some tricks in this world, but there are very few internal exercises. Internal power is usually the core secret of a certain sect, and it is easy to pass it out, so the recognition is extremely high.
In the eyes of the experts, Hehe Jin is the symbol of the Central Plains Gu, and is more secure than his surname.
"What do you want?"
The slave is one step closer. He is a little shorter than the slave, but the smile is like a big smile. "I always like you."
"Yeah." Gu Shenwei does not have this feeling.
"I want you to like me too."

Hmm?
Gu Shen took a step back and felt more and more strange.
"You still don't understand?"
"Do you understand?"
"Hey, I am not embarrassed, waiting for you to serve the killer of the machine slave, and then do the same thing with me, how can I better suit your taste than that guy."
Gu Shen is the one who understands the meaning of the slave. Han Shiqi is one of his most hated enemies. He is also the one who makes him most sick. The slaves and the slaves are in his eyes. The past ten days have passed. The two brothers still kept this in mind, and when they refused to enter, they would wake up in the middle of the night and yell at them in horror.
Han Shiqi did what they had done. Gu Shen couldn’t imagine it naturally, but he knew that it must be a very disgusting thing. Now, the slave is actually asking for this!
The good feelings and trust that the slave slave had just established in his heart disappeared.
Being provocative but unable to counterattack, but full of anger but tough, Gu Shen deeply felt the pain of being a weak person. In his short fourteen years of life, all the humiliation suffered was not as good as the present.
Gu Shenwei completely gave up the idea of ​​saving the slaves.
"You are going to die," he said, then turned and walked back to the small courtyard.
The distant slave leaned against the wall and looked at the back of the slave. He did not put the threat of the other party in his heart. He held the handle of the boy and only needed to wait patiently.
"You will come to me."
The distant slave whispered, suddenly a cold wind hit, and there was a faint scream of screaming under the sacred cliff. It looked like the wind, like a beast, like a ghost. The hair of the slave was straight and hurried back to the small courtyard. Close the courtyard door, secretly cursing Jinpeng Fort in my heart, so the door that sent the dead body was never locked.