Chapter 85: [Son] 02

Ye Jun is good at people's hearts, and he is not likely to guess things wrong, but guessed once the day he first met his master.
At that time, Taoguang was seventeen years old, and the title evaluation contest of this year was selected in the cold winter.
Yejun was absolutely sure about what he called the "Yunjun Emperor", and he was taken off the Qiankun platform, and the land was taken away immediately as expected. Nowadays, there are not many martial arts with financial resources and ambitions. He guessed that most of them would be included in the Shengsheng Hall. The tenth Yan Yan's temperament was similar, and his employer was either Chu Jiangjun or Tan Chengjun.
He personally hoped that it was Chu Jiangjun, because Chu Jiangjun played well and used to sit quietly, so he didn't have to change places.
Yejun followed the palm of the hand into the attic of the east head and went upstairs, looking sideways to see Liujia Xuantieqi outside the building waiting silently in the blizzard of the north wind.
But as soon as he entered, he knew that he had guessed, his master was not the person of the Shengsheng Temple.
There were seven people in the room, and six sword guards were listed twice. There was a man who couldn't see his age. He had tried his best to sit upright, but his body couldn't help but tilted a little.
This person is shaky and crumbling. The hair is gray and dull, such as drooping and aging, and the eyes are cloudy yellow and white, I don't know what I can see. His face was half-blue and half-white, and there was a long line of scars running along his cheeks, as if his face had been cut off. The blue veins on the neck and arm exposed from the clothing bulge, and the hidden things creep.
It is ugly to describe people as ugly.
After taking charge, he turned and went down to the attic.
"I bought you the main runner king of the tenth hall of my sanctuary, and I will listen to the order of the runner king." The man's voice was hoarse and his personal injury hurt.
Ye Jun knelt right in front of him, leaning down and worshiping, forehead rested on the cold hardwood ground, and said earnestly, "Master."
The man moved his throat and was about to say something, Ye Jun suddenly said again: "Would you like to see my sword?"
Ye Jun didn't wait for him to speak, Qing Feng suddenly came out of the sheath, and the cold light burst through the dark room, and he immediately cut the surrounding six guards with sword guards under the sword.
He did not stop, turned over from the window and stepped into the snow and wind. After a while, he returned with a sword, throwing the two corpses dragged in his hands to the side and kneeling back to the ground.
The man was horrified, "What are you doing ?!"
Ye Jun looked up at him innocently: "It is your order."
The man frowned. "I didn't say anything."
Ye Jun responded: "You have a clear intention to kill a few of them, and you are in the middle of the night, but you can't say it directly, presumably you are distressing how to avoid the eyes of the watchers and pass the order to me."
The host was very skeptical and looked at him coldly: "Is it so obvious?"
Ye Jun frowned and said, "No, you are hiding very well. No one except me can see it."
"Will you read the mind?" He stared coldly, his mind calmed.
Ye Jun smiled and shook his head: "No, it is at least a little more sensitive than ordinary people and can smell authenticity and love and hate."
The man sat silent, silent.
Ye Jun looked at his expression and smiled, hands off the sabre and put it on his side, took a few steps back to return to the place, raised his hand and clicked a few big holes in his chest.
He said: "I have sealed my inner strength and can't move for an hour. The host is suspicious of me, but it will end me."
Ye Jun's expression was calm, without half fearing retreat.
He froze for a moment and said suddenly: "Nothing. Ye Yejun has never bullied the Lord's precedent. I believe you are."
Ye Junying smiled: "Well, can you tell me your real name?"
The master's expression softened and he froze again: "I didn't say it just now."
Ye Jun: "Is that deceptive? When I heard you say this, my breath changed slightly."
The man hesitated, "... It's really good. When I bought you, I didn't leave the name of the runner."
Ye Jun again said, "It doesn't matter to me which name is recorded on the night walk. You have been treated as a master and servant and you are my only master."
The man hesitated for a moment, turned his thoughts into his heart, returned to God, and replied:
"... Zhong ionxi."
Hearing this is the truth, Ye Jun's smile grows stronger and he tilts his head for a moment. This surname is rare, but he has not heard of it. Presumably it is the Xiaojia Xiaopai in the projectile land. But I don't know why it appeared in this sensitive and crisis situation, so how to describe it?
Zhong Zixi had no time for the arrow on the string, and he got up and urged, "Let's go, if there is something to be done."
Yejun said innocently: "But I can't move it, Master. I just sealed myself up. Would you like to hug me?"
Zhong Liang looked at him coolly: "You say it again."
Ye Jun busy said, "Well, no, just help me solve the acupuncture point. I am tired of master."
Zhong Zixi was struggling to stand, crouching in front of him with a table and a chair to unlock the acupuncture point. Ye Jun only felt that his chest was touched by him. He was cold and cold, and conditionedly grasped the master's wrist. "You have chills? Is it still light? How many years? ... Seven years? No, Eight years? "
"Let ’s go," Zhong Zhongxi yelled angrily, "What do you do?"
Ye Jun also said angrily, "You are my master. How can you have nothing to do with me? If you want to suffocate me, I have to rush, and I can't rush anything."
Zhong Zixi was choked by a word of him.
He suffered for ten years in the Temple of Health, suffered exhausted humiliation, and struggled between the temples. He gradually climbed from the medicine man at the bottom to the current high level, and deceived the trust of the ten temple runners before being able to work.
Drinking ice for ten years, nowadays, I am not used to having an extra person who cares about myself, no matter what the purpose.
Ye Jun watched him scolded by himself, grinning for a moment, but his face pretended to be flustered and painful and apologized to him: "Subordinates overdue, ask Master to punish him."
"... Anyway." Zhong Zixi waved his hands helplessly. "First clean up these corpses and hurry up."
Ye Jun buried the body in accordance with the words, and the six-wheeled iron rider outside the building also dismissed as many as possible, leaving only one horse, in order to avoid the eye-catching, and replaced the ordinary saddle. He naturally embraced the lightness of the bell ions in his arms, turned over, and turned away.
Zhong Ziqi sat still, only to find it inappropriate: "Should the shadow guard hide it, what are you doing right away?"
Ye Junhuan hugged him, holding his reins in one hand, and pressing his waist with one hand to carry in his internal interest: "You have years of chills in your body. Such a severe winter must be very difficult, and I will naturally help you resist some."
Zhong Qinxi was arrested by Qin Guangjun for refining medicine in the past few years, and the number in his body was painful and unbearable, which is not worth mentioning. Yejun ’s internal force, such as a mud ox, into the sea did not help much, but I do n’t know why it was no longer blocked.
Ye Jun asked again, "When I arrived at the Health Hall, what did the master need me to do?"
Zhong ion breathed: "I want you to die."
Ye Jun glanced down at him, seeming to have a question, Zhong Zongxi explained: "I have nothing to hide from you, so I can tell you straight away. Yan Luo, the tenth hall of the Health Hall, is inseparable, and can't compete. I have buried a lot of foreshadowing to draw their mutual jealousy. I want you to assassinate the ten-hundred runners and save the tokens of marrying to the fifth hall of Yan Luojun. While people are not sinking into the bottom of Youming Lake where no one can detect. Yan Luojun has always been fierce and fierce, but has been wronged and belittled, dismissed, and dismissed. A temple Qin Guangjun and him are like a fire and fire. As a result, there will be a battle. I will arrange other details, and you just need to do it well. "
Ye Jun listened to it for a moment, and wondered, "Master, who are you from? Where are you working for Zhuanjun? If something goes wrong with you, an outsider will surely be suspicion, won't it set you on fire?"
Zhong Zixi shook his head and said, "I was originally under the control of Qin Guangjun of the First Hall, but now belongs to the Emperor Song Emperor of the Third Hall. But the runners and Juncheng Jun both contacted me in private and thought I was their spy."
Ye Jun thought: Your circle is really chaotic.
Yejun went through it several times in his head, and got a general understanding of the situation, and asked, "Master, must I die?
Zhong ion smiled coldly: "You don't want to?"
"Maybe I can complete the mission and escape." Yejun "If you want me to keep silent for this secret forever, then it is another matter. But if you need me in the future, I will never die in the hands of the enemy."
Zhong Ion was dubious: "At that time, if you want to be noticed, you will inevitably get stuck in your wings. How can you get away?"
"This is a trivial matter, you can rest assured. No one in this world can kill me except you." Ye Jun watched him reverently and said quietly, "Come on, my master."
"... Okay," Zhong Zhongxi whispered, "Ye Jun, come back alive."
Ye Jun completed the assassination mission as promised, and returned to life unscathed.
His method was very simple. When the crowd gathered enough to watch the crowd flee into Yan Luofu, Yi Rong became the chief executive of Yan Luojun's mansion, swayed out loudly, and scolded Qin Guangjun for half an hour.
He was born at night, and these disguise methods are the most basic required courses.
Zhong Ionxi suddenly said, "What about Yan Luojun's real chief executive?"
Ye Jun: "I assassinated the runner Jun before tying him to the tree head in Qin Guangjun's mansion and hanged it with ice. When he waits for it, he hangs himself. It should have just died and the body should not have been cool yet."
Zhong Zixi sighed with sincerity: "High move."
At the beginning of this year, Zhong ion met Yejun at the beginning of the year, and felt that the burden on his body was lightened suddenly.
He is smart and powerful, decent and meticulous. Everything doesn't need to be commanded, everything is satisfactory.
Unexpectedly, many years later, Ye Jun himself became his most headache.
He is often angered by Ye Jun on small matters that have nothing to do with itch. "Do you think I really dare not kill you?"
"Nature is not, but I really feel that if you are half suspicious of me, you might as well give me a bit of pain." Ye Jun said indifferently, "The knife tip has been standing for a long time, and life and death are downright. It's like a person who hates eating eggs, when When everyone around you is eating preserved eggs, there is nothing to be surprised about if you get stuck. "
Zhong Ion frowned: "... what a parable you are."
Ye Jun calmly said, "The parable of the person who hates preserving eggs."
The second master, who was wicked, ordered that night to send a skinny egg to Yejun.
After a while, I was shocked to report: "Yes, Lord Yejun hanged himself to death, and tied a bow, but he couldn't solve it. It was a bow.
The second master scrambled and led someone to cut off Bai Yan, rescued him, and awakened from among the people: "Who will allow you to commit suicide!"
Ye Junhan whispered: "What's the difference between giving death? Jun wants to die, and he has to die."
Second Master: "Not so much ..."
Yejun: "You give me another egg?"
Second Master: "I dare not dare."
(God Stick Night Jun
(By Duan Yunqing