This person's name is Jiang Hefeng, who had assassinated Yan Mu in the early years, and was known in the martial arts world: "Crazy man!" ”

The reason why he was chosen was because Jiang Hefeng repeatedly released wild words that he wanted to assassinate Yan Mu, which was deeply jealous of the Yan family, if he assassinated Yan Mu, no one in the world would be surprised.

Qin Yi didn't want to use any of his connections in this operation, including Mengyu, Xiaomei, Ma San and others in the north.

Tsukai!

Night falls!

In the bustling metropolis, the hidden narrow alleys retain the characteristics of Lao Jinhai, Qin Yi walked through the alleys, listening to a few Jinhai Allegro and the authentic Jinhai dialect from time to time, but also a little more calm and comfortable.

At the end of this alley, there is a small teahouse, the tea is all new tea from Hangzhou, and the good purple sand teapot is hot, which is really fragrant.

Locals, as well as people in the martial arts world, come to Jinhai, will come to this "Xianyun Zhai" to have a pot of good tea, listen to the boss talk about the story, often a night of boring time to pass.

Jiang Hefeng has no other hobbies, he is a killer, but he thinks he is a scholar, killing people with his left hand, Danqing with his right hand, which can be called a double unique, he can hide in Jinhai, precisely because he also has an identity, the great calligrapher Jiang Chunnian.

After the failure of the assassination of Yan Mu, Jiang Hefeng has been staying in Jinhai, and what is even more ridiculous is that Yan Mu himself greatly admires and loves his calligraphy works, and he does not know that he is a madman that Yan Mu hates.

It shows that Jiang Hefeng's concealment method has reached the peak of the realm.

The owner of this shop, Chang Chang, has been Jiang Hefeng's best friend for many years, and his witty words are amazing.

At this moment, Jiang Hefeng was wearing a loose Tang suit, his hair was neatly combed, and he walked into the teahouse with a figure-eight step, said hello to Lao Chang as usual, and threw him a roll of drawing paper tied with red silk thread: "Lao Chang, I have already written the words you want, and it is still the old rule, two months' tea money for one word." ”

"Chunnian, you're boring, it used to be a piece of tea for a month, why is this still rising." Lao Chang has not yet started to speak at this time, he sat down with a shake of his long shirt and opened the word, but it was "real water without fragrance" four vigorous and powerful characters, the pen walked the dragon and snake, the gas was like a mountain, and the four big characters of the original Taoist door were peaceful and feminine, and they were written with masculine strength.

"Last year, I found Yan Bodhisattva to calculate my life, saying that I can't live this year, my word, is to write one less pair, and I have been in the limelight recently, so I don't want you to pay too much for tea a month."

Jiang Chunnian smiled indifferently.

"Yo, that's one more month of tea money for you, yes, you still sit in the old position, Xiao Wu, give Jiang Ye a new pot of the best Longjing!"

Lao Chang smiled and greeted.

Jiang Chunnian walked to the corner and sat down, couldn't wait to put the tea set away, and as soon as the tea was on the table, he sniffed it, praised it in surprise, squinted his eyes and began to listen to the old man talk about storytelling.

Lao Chang is talking about "Water Margin" at this time, saying that the jade unicorn Lu Junyi was forced to go to Liangshan, and when it comes to emotion, the people below all sigh for this Lu Yuanwai.

After Lao Chang finished speaking, he was moistening his throat with tea, and a young man walked in, and the people who listened to books and drank tea here were all elderly idlers, and such a young man was good for this, Lao Chang couldn't help but look at it twice.

"I'm looking for Jiang Hefeng!"

The boy spoke.

When he asked, a hint of horror flashed in Lao Chang's eyes, if he said that he was looking for Jiang Chunnian, Lao Chang would guide him very casually, but if he was looking for Jiang Hefeng, Lao Chang would never be able to tell him.

"Jiang what?"

"I haven't heard of you!"

The old way.

"I'll say it again, I'm looking for Jiang Hefeng!"

The young man's tone became more and more cold, and his originally cold eyes were filled with purple flames.

"I don't want to kill!"

"But you have to know the rules!"

The boy squinted and smiled.

Lao Chang lowered his head, beads of sweat the size of soybeans oozed from his forehead, and he was still silent, the friendship of a gentleman is sincere, this young man is too dangerous, he must not betray his old friend.

"You want to find Jiang Hefeng, come with me!"

Jiang Chunnian walked over and stood behind Qin Yi, still with an indifferent look on his face.

As one of the top killers in Huaxia, from the moment the boy entered the door, he knew that he would not be able to escape this catastrophe.

"Lao Chang, finish this commentary, don't spoil everyone's interest."

Jiang Chunnian patted his old friend on the shoulder and led Qin Yi to sit in the corner.

"Since you are named, I won't hide it, I'm Jiang Hefeng, do you have something to do with me?"

"Let's say it first, if I don't kill people, I can't kill people anymore!"

Jiang Hefeng poured Qin Yi a cup of hot tea and said without hesitation.

"Don't worry, I don't want you to kill people, I only ask you to borrow one thing."

Juvenile Road.

"Borrow what?" Jiang Hefeng frowned.

"Don't worry, this tea is good, let's talk about it after listening to the storytelling."

The boy took a sip of the teacup, his eyes drifting out of the window and no longer speaking.

Lao Chang has never been as serious as he is talking about at this moment, he knows that Yan Bodhisattva has always judged life and death, Lao Jiang is afraid that there is no life or death, and this song commentary will also be the only last goodbye gift he can give to his old friend.

After finishing the song, Jiang Hefeng arched his hand with a smile at Lao Chang, turned his head and asked, "Little brother, can you talk about it now." ”

"My name is Qin Yi, and everyone in the south calls me Qin Hou!"

"I'm going to borrow your head!"

The boy laughed.

Jiang Hefeng was still very calm, blew the camellia, and after taking a few sips of tea, he said lightly: "I haven't been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, I'm just afraid that this human head is not worth anything, Qin Hou's name is known all over the world, so he can't ask for my human head." ”

"Your head is worthless to others, but it is a priceless treasure in Yan Mu!" Qin Yi said.

"What? The dignified Qin Hou also wants to be the dog of the Yan family? ”

Jiang Hefeng suddenly became angry, slapped the table, stretched his body, glared at Qin Yi angrily, and said coldly.

"No, I want to use your identity to kill him, and it can be regarded as fulfilling your wish, what do you think?"

Qin Yi asked with a smile.

"Can you really kill him?" Jiang Hefeng's eyes lit up and he asked in surprise.

"Give me your head, and I'll be eighty percent sure!" Qin Yi said.

"Okay, if you can kill the old thief Yan, I'll bet on you with this head." Jiang Hefeng pondered for a moment and said decisively.

He will never forget that when he was playing in the capital with his beautiful wife, he inadvertently had a face-to-face with the old thief Yanmu, however, the damn old thief has always regarded himself as "Cao Mengde", and even this hobby is no exception, specializing in other people's beautiful wives.

Jiang Hefeng's wife was finally forcibly snatched away, he escaped with shame, many years later, he was stabbed all over the world, but he still fell short, and was seriously injured, fled to Jinhai, and could only put hatred in his stomach every day, turning into these countless volumes of Danqing pen and ink.

He had broken off his belief in revenge in this life, and the most popular lord of Koto had rekindled his hope.

If he can take revenge, what is his life?

(End of chapter)