Old Chen saw the merchant walk up to the young man, unload the load, and then squat down to get the bean curd. Old Chen didn't care either. No matter who suddenly wanted to eat bean curd snacks while drinking mutton soup, it was normal. So he continued to drink tea and tinker with the broth in the big pot.

The peddler half-squatted and uncovered the lid of a bamboo basket. Then he raised his head slightly, and half of his slightly sallow face and pale lips were exposed under his wide straw hat. He asked in a hoarse voice: "How many bean skins do you want?"

The young man put down the soup bowl. After seeing the merchandiser for a moment, he suddenly sighed softly, "Come on three pieces. It's said that things are only three, and you won't be able to continue after three. I guess after eating these three pieces of bean skins, I won't be able to eat them again if I want to?"

His tone seemed to be a little complicated, just like talking to a long-lost acquaintance.

Hearing this, the peddler paused his hands and then opened the lids of the two bamboo baskets. One bamboo basket had a small stove with charcoal burning. One bamboo basket contained neatly cut bean skins, and several small bamboo tubes contained shredded radish, cabbage slices and other seasonings.

"If you like to eat these three bean curds, I will treat you." The peddler did not look up, but whispered. His tone was the same as the young man, as if it was not the first time the two met.

The peddler quickly covered a small stove with a thin iron slice, then took out a piece of bean skin and baked it on top, then put it in the side dishes and seasonings in the bamboo tube in the bean skin. After frying and baking for a while, the bean skin will smell the fragrance. He then folded the bean skin back and forth with chopsticks, wrapped it with oil paper, and finally delivered it to the young man.

"Please use it for your own sake." The peddler raised his head and looked at the young man.

The young man looked at the face and frowned slightly. He reached out to take the bean skin and put it in his mouth to take it. The crispy bean skin made a slight crisp sound between his lips and teeth.

"It's really crispy and tastes very good." The young man couldn't help but praise him. Then he shook his head slightly and looked at the merchandiser, "Lu Xiaofei, although the bean curd you make is delicious, I still feel a little bit of a pity, because if you can do something else with your hands, it should be much better than selling bean curd."

This peddler was Lu Xiaofei, who killed the killer Lu Xiaofei, the iron sword Li Yuansong of Changzhou.

Lu Xiaofei's face looked very bad, and his lips seemed to be bloodless. He continued to grind the second bean curd and replied casually: "Before I met you, I was just a bean curd."

"But no one except me can imagine that Lu Xiaofei, who sells bean curds in Donglin City, has a pair of hands that can take human life." The young man chewed the bean curd in his mouth and said softly, "Because I smelled the blood in the bean curd."

No one else could guess that killer Lu Xiaofei has a profession that is so ordinary that it cannot be more ordinary - selling beanpi.

Lu Xiaofei said: "Starting tomorrow, there will be only the bean peel smell in this bean peel."

The young man swallowed the bean skin in his mouth and said, "In that line, although you can only be considered a second-rate medium level, you are still qualified after all. You signed a blood contract with me three times, and now you have completed it."

"So, Lu Xiaofei, who sells bean curd, will soon be Lu Xiaofei, who sells bean curd." Lu Xiaofei quickly placed the second bean curd in front of the young man.

"You have done all three businesses well." The young man picked up the bean curd, but he didn't have a mouthful. "You really no longer consider renewing your contract?"

Lu Xiaofei said: "Things are only three things. This is my principle. I made it clear from the beginning." He suddenly covered his chest and gasped violently, and his sallow face immediately turned yellower.

"It seems that you are seriously injured this time." The young man looked at Lu Xiaofei with a very painful expression, and his eyebrows tightened slightly.

"Qingcheng Chong really Kaiyang sword energy is indeed extraordinary." Lu Xiaofei finally recovered from the pain. He took a deep breath and his face slightly eased.

"Chongzhen Sword Sect?" the young man raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who is here?"

"Ye Suzhen." Lu Xiaofei still couldn't help but feel a little excited when he mentioned this name, "It's the genius who is known as a rare genius in a century. Chongzhen's amazement - Ye Suzhen."

"Oh? - Ye Suzhen?" The young man dragged the word "Oh" very slowly in his mouth. When the three words "Ye Suzhen" were read out, a cold light suddenly flashed in his deep eyes, and then his eyes swam on Lu Xiaofei. "It seems that rumors in the world are not bad, and Ye Suzhen is indeed a bit of a name. If you can retreat from him now, you are lucky. However, the sword energy he left in your body is quite troublesome."

"Hmph!" Lu Xiaofei smiled coldly and said, "I didn't expect you to see the wound on my body. This surprised me a little."

The young man took a bite of bean skin and took another sip of mutton soup. "Although I am just an intermediary and don't like to use swords and swords, it doesn't mean I can't understand martial arts and your injuries."

"It's indeed a very powerful person." Lu Xiaofei was still scared and said coldly: "The way to control the sword is, in addition to the old monsters from his master's generation, how many people can practice sword skills to such a level today?"

"The way to control the sword?" The young man heard this, and he couldn't hide his surprise and shocked. Then he lowered his face and said to Lu Xiaofei: "It seems that you are not only very lucky, but also have good luck."

"In your information, it was not mentioned that Ye Suzhen would appear." Although Lu Xiaofei was grinding the third bean curling, his tone was very cold. "And the task you gave me was Li Yuansong alone, not including Huo Zhendong!"

Their conversation was casual but secret. Old Chen, who was far away, only thought that the two were talking ordinary. As for the content of the conversation, his ears were a little uncomfortable, and he didn't hear a word, and he didn't think about paying attention to it.

The young man obviously knew the meaning of Lu Xiaofei's reproach. He said in a low voice: "Ye Suzhen is indeed outside my information, which is my mistake. As for Huo Zhendong, it is actually one of the target tasks this time, but I didn't let you know directly, and you are also half an executor. As for the reward, I will give you an additional price."

Lu Xiaofei suddenly stopped. He looked at the gentle and actually deep young man in front of him, and asked: "Since they all have the same goals, why are they only giving me one task deployment? Are you not afraid of me failing?"

"It is because you are afraid that you will fail, so you will only be given a target task." The young man didn't care about Lu Xiaofei's cold eyes like a blade. "Because I said that you are of the second-rate medium level. If you want to achieve a task that exceeds this level, you will only be unaware of it. Not knowing will make you relax, not afraid, calm down, and naturally there will be results that exceed expectations."

Lu Xiaofei felt a chill coming out of his vest. He expressed his question again: "The water in the basin, the incense lit, and the wine in the cup are separated. However, if the three are combined, the water and the incense and the things in the wine will cause the accident that makes people poison and die. This is what I know. But Huo Zhendong did not touch the basin of water, so how did he die?"

Lu Xiaofei's brief sentence revealed the reason why the iron sword hero Li Yuansong, who had shocked the world, died recently.

"Do you want to know?" The young man narrowed his eyes and looked at Lu Xiaofei with a smile. There was a strange light in his eyes.

Lu Xiaofei nodded, his attitude was very firm, "I really want to know that I must figure out everything that has happened to me. This is also my principle, otherwise I will not be able to sleep for several days and nights."

"Your habit is not very good." The young man shook his head gently and said, "Sometimes, it is not a good thing for a person to know too much. But for the sake of our happy cooperation, I will tell you." He paused and continued, "Although Huo Zhendong is rough in appearance, he is actually delicate in mind and does not trust others easily. He is also famous for his Thunder Fist. He practices a strong and strong internal skill. Although this kind of internal skill is domineering, there is an unknown secret. That is, every time he practices, his yang energy will explode, causing the meridians to reverse. Therefore, Huo Zhendong will be intimate with the woman after practicing, so he will release the fierce evil energy in his body."

Lu Xiaofei listened carefully to the young man's following.

The young man showed a playful smile, stretched out his fingers and made a clamping action, but there was a very thin gap between his fingers. He continued: "So someone left such a small bug in the hidden part of the woman's body that Huo Zhendong had been with him recently. The bug was very small and almost impossible to see with the naked eye. The bug would be transferred to Huo Zhendong's body when he was intimate with the woman. This bug is very strange. Even if it is left in the human body, it will not be easy to detect. As long as it is not combined with the wine with something added, there will be no problem."

After he finished speaking, the corner of his mouth raised slightly and smiled evilly.

Lu Xiaofei was only scared when he heard it. His sallow face changed and he said, "And that day, Huo Zhendong drank such a glass of wine."

"Yes, this is actually a very simple thing." The young man said to him with a smile, "You should remember that I once told you that sometimes killing someone depends on effective methods."

"Was that insect a Gu?" Lu Xiaofei's voice trembled.

The young man smiled but said nothing, as if he had agreed.

Lu Xiaofei's eyes changed. He looked at the young man as if he had seen fear. Because he knew that the "simple" things in front of him were actually not simple at all.

"Although you don't kill people with your own hands, your methods are more terrifying than killing people with your own hands." Lu Xiaofei felt fear in his heart.

The young man swallowed the second bean peel and said lightly: "I don't agree with you but don't object to you. I am just a person who solves trouble for others. I don't like it very much and I get into trouble, so I will inevitably use my brain more and become more special than others."

Lu Xiaofei sent the third Zhang Doupi to him and said, "Will someone who solves the problem for others be afraid that he will also get into trouble?"

"I'm not afraid of trouble, but I just think that if even the person who solves the trouble is in trouble, wouldn't this business be greatly reduced?" The young man still looked calm.

Lu Xiaofei snorted softly from his nose. Then he took out a feather from his body.

It was a silver-white feather, three or four inches long, but after a closer look, you could tell that it was not actually a real feather, but a feather made of silver pieces. This feather was finely crafted and almost the same as a real feather.

Lu Xiaofei placed the silver feather in front of the young man and said seriously: "This is the last silver feather order, and the thing returns to the original owner."

The young man looked at the feathers on the table in front of him and was silent for a while. Then he took out something from his arms and placed it on the table.

"If you come, you will go. Lu Xiaofei, from now on, you and I will be cleared." The young man said lightly.

Lu Xiaofei looked at the thing on the table, and his eyes suddenly shone with brilliance, which was a kind of warm brilliance.

It was a small box, a very ordinary box. Lu Xiaofei wiped his hands on his clothes before carefully holding the box in his hand. He gently opened the box and saw a pair of gold earrings contained in the box.

Although it is a pair of women's earrings made of pure gold, the weight is very light and the style is not very special. However, when Lu Xiaofei saw these earrings, he felt like he had seen the love of his life.

"It's been three years, I finally redeem you." Lu Xiaofei said softly, his sallow face was full of excitement and his eyes were full of gentleness.

"Three years ago, when you signed a blood contract with me with these ordinary earrings, you said that this is the most precious thing in your life. At first, I thought you were lying to me, but now it seems that these earrings are indeed very important to you." The young man said very lightly, but he sighed a little.

Lu Xiaofei carefully put the box away and said, "In this world, the things that everyone regards as the most precious in their lives are different because their stories are different."

"I like to listen to stories." The young man suddenly said.

"My story is over." Lu Xiaofei said: "Although I don't like being a killer, nor do I like killing people. I don't like you, but I have to admit that you helped me, so I'll treat you to these three bean curds today."

The young man ate half of the third bean skin and put it down. He took out an envelope from his body and placed it on the table, saying, "In this envelope, there are two silver notes for Huitong silver, totaling 150,000 taels of silver. The 100,000 taels were from Li Yuansong's order, and the other 50,000 taels were from Huo Zhendong. This is the reward for your last mission."

After Lu Xiaofei looked at the young master, he picked up the envelope and put it away.

The young man also picked up the feather and played with it gently in his hand.

Lu Xiaofei began to pack up his bean curd and was about to leave.

"For the sake of your invitation to me to eat bean curds," said the young man: "I have a few more words to tell you, do you want to hear it?"

Lu Xiaofei was silent for a moment, then said, "You say, I'll listen."

"What I want to say is a suggestion about the wound on you." The young man looked at Lu Xiaofei's face, "Now that sword energy is about to penetrate your heart, right?"

"So what?" Lu Xiaofei's tone was very plain.

The young master said leisurely: "The internal skills of Chongzhen Sword School are extremely yang and extremely strong, and the Yin is extremely soft. As the saying goes, lonely yin does not arise, and only yang does not grow. Yin and yang are united, and all things are in shape. The famous Yang Kaiyang Heart Method is to combine the power of yin and yang, so this internal skill is extremely powerful. I believe that the sword energy left by Ye Suzhen in your body is from this. This sword energy is extremely ruthless and has been destroying your eight extraordinary meridians, so you are now enduring the pain of the internal organs being burned and cold and intersecting the body. And your own cultivation of the body is not enough to resist, so after a long time, you will have to worry about your life."

Lu Xiaofei's waxy face slightly darkened, and he said coldly: "I didn't expect you to know so much about the martial arts of the Chongzhen Sword Sect. Although I have never seen you use martial arts, now it seems that you really hide it."

"In my career, martial arts are just the second, and intelligence information is the most important thing." The young man shook his head and said, "This is not the point. What I want to talk about is you."

"I know my own injury very well. With my cultivation level, I can't resist it." Lu Xiaofei said lightly: "If you think it was because of your intelligence error that caused me to be injured and feel guilty about me, you don't have to. Because I have already gained enough awareness since I signed the contract with you three years ago. Even if I die in the end, I will not blame anyone, because I have understood one truth long ago, that is, all decisions will pay the corresponding price."

"If you get this Silver Feather Order back, I can find a way to save your life." The young man said seriously: "It is a very fair deal to exchange one life for one business."

When Lu Xiaofei heard this, he was not moved at all. He smiled indifferently, "Thank you for your advice, but I don't think I need such a deal."

"Oh? Could it be that you don't care about your life at all?"

"No one doesn't care about his life." Lu Xiaofei sighed softly, "But I can no longer accept such a contract, I'm not suitable. During these three years, I have not been able to sleep well every night, and I will have nightmares when I fall asleep because my hands are covered with blood. Such a life is too uneasy. I just want to live a peaceful life. As for how long it will take, I don't care."

The young man stared at him for a long time, with an incredible question in his eyes, "I have known you for so long, but I haven't seen that you are so enlightened. I have a question, did you spend three years making money just to live quietly for a short while?" He paused, thought for a moment, and then said, "Or it was because of those earrings?"

"This is my business, I don't want to talk to you too much." Lu Xiaofei took the load again, and then hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Since you can see that my injury will kill me, can't you tell that I don't have much time?"

When the young man heard this, his eyes suddenly sterned. His eyes were cold in his eyes, like a sword, and suddenly said: "So that's it! No wonder you have never taken over simple business this year to make a big order!"

Then he sighed heavily and said, "I understand, you can leave now."

Lu Xiaofei glanced at him, stopped talking, turned to the corner of the street. When the young man looked at his tired figure disappearing from sight, he whispered to himself: "If you are really just a bean seller, it shouldn't be bad, right? What a pity." He took a sip of the soup and found that the soup was a little cold, "Although you don't like me, I don't hate you so much."

The young man used his fingers lightly and kneaded the feather made of sterling silver into a ball. When he opened his fingers, the feather had turned into an ordinary silver piece.

He put the silver piece on the table and smiled at Old Chen and said, "Old shopkeeper, you have checked out."

Old Chen walked over and saw Yin Yezi, and hurriedly said, "I have more than enough, I have more than enough."

The young man shook his head and said, "No need to look for it."
To be continued...