Chapter 432 Easier said than done

Chapter 432 Easier said than done

The black-faced shopkeeper and the woman in the pink skirt have never seen such an invulnerable person. No matter how strong they are in protecting their bodies, daggers and swords will leave white marks on their bodies, not to mention obvious weaknesses such as eyes and mouth. Got it.

He is not a human being, he is not a human being! They looked at Meng Qi as if they were looking at the immortal Buddha or the demons from hell, full of fear and collapse.

Subconsciously, they turned around to escape, but a smiling voice came from their ears: "Did I let you go?"

There was no magic or experience, but fear made the black-faced shopkeeper and the woman in pink skirt freeze in place, not daring to take another step.

Meng Qi saw it funny. If they escaped, he really couldn't stop them. After all, they couldn't take the initiative to hurt others. But after their hearts collapsed and their courage was taken away, they could no longer think of resisting and escaping. Sometimes, Killing a hundred pigs is harder than killing a hundred people who have no will to resist.

"Go and find the antidote." Meng Qi suddenly said to the newcomers.

Min Renlong, Wu Xiuxian and others slumped on the chairs, their eyes met, and they didn't know why. Their hands and feet were soft and it was difficult to move. Why did the master still give such an order?

At this time, the yin-yang-faced girl Yuan Yang said in surprise: "Did you see it?"

She felt she was well disguised.

Your true energy flow, muscle reaction, your heartbeat and blood flow, all betray you deeply... Meng Qi smiled without saying a word, pointed at the black-faced shopkeeper and the woman in pink skirt, and motioned to Yuan Yang to search for solutions. medicine.

Yuan Yang stood up, and at some point there was an insect on the back of his hand. It was dark blue, like a ladybug, but with seven-color rainbow-like marks on it.

She looked at Min Renlong and Weng Lingyu slightly awkwardly, and whispered: "I didn't notice there was any poison in the food, but Blue Star will take the initiative to absorb the poison. By the time I react, you have already eaten a lot, so pretend He was helpless and planned to wait for the poisoned bad guys to get closer and show them how powerful he was. "

"The response is very good." Meng Qi gave a rare compliment. Without him, Yuan Yang would be their only chance of survival.

Weng Lingyu and others only felt lucky and had no intention of blaming them, and asked Yuan Yang to get the antidote quickly.

Yuan Yang breathed a sigh of relief and was slightly excited because of the praise. She was always discriminated against in the clan.

She walked quickly to the woman in pink skirt and the black-faced shopkeeper, and when she was about to search them, they collapsed and handed over the antidote.

After waiting for Blue Star to "identify", Yuan Yang took it back with a smile and fed Wu Xiuxian and others. At the same time, the black-faced shopkeeper and the woman in pink skirt turned black, covered their throats with both hands, and made a loud sound with blue eyes. Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

Poof, they fell to the ground dead.

Feeling the eyes of Meng Qi and others, Yuan Yang said calmly: "I asked Blue Star to bite them quietly. I can't let the bad guys escape, otherwise more bad guys will be attracted."

"Well, if they escape and report to the Demon Sword of Farewell, our assassination operation may not be successful." Wu Xiuxian was the first to agree.

Weng Lingyu looked at the corpse on the ground, shuddered, gritted his teeth, and finally nodded vigorously. Min Renlong regained his mobility, and went up to the ground in annoyance to make a blow.

"Okay, leave here, then hide, disguise yourself, and plan again." Meng Qi saw that the four Jianghu chicks had finally become aware of the dangers of reincarnation after suffering a painful lesson, and stood up with a smile, raising his sword.

After all the nine orifices were opened, many intoxicating poisons had no effect on him, and they were discharged to the outside along with the inner circulation of heaven and earth. Therefore, even if he had a good meal, it would not affect him, and his pace remained calm.

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In a courtyard behind a downtown area.

The green tree is growing, and Meng Qi is sitting cross-legged below, with a long sword across his knees, closing his eyes and practicing the Ancestral Aperture between the Eyebrows.

Suddenly, rapid and panicked footsteps approached the yard, and she pushed the door open. It was Weng Lingyu who walked in. She was covered in sugar water and looked extremely embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" Meng Qi opened his eyes and stroked his sword gently, with a smile on his eyes and eyebrows.

He had already anticipated what Weng Lingyu would encounter.

Weng Lingyu was annoyed and angry: "Young master, I'm just selling sugar water near her. Why are you always targeting me like you are facing the enemy who killed your father?"

This is the fourth day of the mission. After the previous three days of roundabout exploration and bribery at the bottom of Tiexintang, they finally figured out the daily habits of Fu Cuo, the "Devil Sword of Parting", and found that he would go to the largest store in the city every other day. Spending the night with the courtesan in a brothel.

Considering that Fu Cuo has been in this habit for a long time, he cannot always neglect his own safety. It is easy to fall into a trap if he directly goes to the brothel to assassinate. Therefore, Min Renlong and others arranged the assassination on Fu Cuo's only way to go to the brothel. On the way, it is also convenient for them to quickly break away from the battle and return to Samsara Square after they succeed.

With the plan in mind, they began to get familiar with the "roles" they wanted to play. For example, Weng Lingyu was a girl selling sugar water on the roadside. But when she tried it for the first time today, she was embarrassed by the woman next to her who was doing the same thing.

"Destroying someone's financial path is like killing one's parents." Meng Qi commented briefly.

Weng Lingyu only had little experience and was not a fool. He immediately understood the meaning. The place where assassination was convenient must be a prosperous place. It was inevitable that the vendors would make a living on it. If he intervened rashly, in the eyes of others, he was just here to grab a job, so he would naturally be squeezed out. , naturally he was scolded and insulted.

"Master, what should I do?" she asked with her eyes open.

"A new vendor suddenly appears. Will Fu Cuo be unwary?" Meng Qi asked, "Why don't you just knock out the woman who splashed you with sugar water today? Then you can disguise yourself as her, talk less, lower your head more, short Don’t be afraid of being discovered during the time.”

Weng Lingyu nodded lightly: "Well, I've been practicing selling sugar water elsewhere these days."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Xiuxian pushed open the courtyard door. He was wearing tattered clothes and his face was covered with bruises.

"Brother Wu, were you beaten by another beggar?" Weng Lingyu covered her mouth and smiled.

After a few days of getting along, they became familiar with each other.

Wu Xiuxian was angry and annoyed: "I don't understand. Isn't it just asking for a meal? As for beating me to death?"

Weng Lingyu glanced at Meng Qi, followed his example, and said with a faint smile: "Destroying a person's wealth is like killing his parents."

On this day, the assassination plan of the Fourth Primary School was hit hard. In the past, when I read novels and listened to anecdotes, the killers always appeared suddenly, either as flower sellers, beggars on the street, or fortune tellers, with the force of thunder, Killing people quickly and then flying away seems to be extremely easy. It should be easy to follow the same example, but who knows, there is so much knowledge behind it, and he and others are still far behind!

In the next two days, under Meng Qi's guidance and their own exploration, Min Renlong, Yuan Yang and others gradually lost their youthfulness and got on the right track.

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At dusk on the sixth day, the streets were full of people and bustling.

A child was crying and asking for sugar water. His mother led him to the old stall. Since there were many customers, the woman who usually greeted her with a smile lowered her head, but she was very busy. The sugar water boiling in the big pot turned golden. Roaring and bubbling, sweet and fragrant.

After drinking the sugar water, the child left with satisfaction. Suddenly, there was a hand at his feet, a dirty hand covered with dirt.

"Okay, okay, okay..." The beggar begged in a hoarse voice.

The child's mother couldn't stand it, threw a coin into his broken bowl, and then pulled the child away quickly.

In front of the vendor selling hair flowers opposite, an exotic girl was concentrating on choosing. In the private room downstairs, there was a man in black clothes sitting, drinking tea, eating meat, and holding a long sword next to his hand.

In the private room on the upper floor, Meng Qi was playing with his tea cup, smiling and looking down, waiting for the assassination with an appreciative attitude.

There was the sound of horse hooves, and several riders appeared in the distance. The one surrounded in the center was Fu Cuo, the "Devil Sword of Parting". There were nine guards around him. The strongest one was already enlightened, no worse than Wu Xiuxian.

Ten horse riders stepped into this street. Because it was too busy, the horses slowed down their pace. Fu Cuo looked left and right, admiring the city under his rule.

Suddenly, the brown horse under him neighed and stood up. There was a dark blue insect on the horse's legs, with a colorful halo shining on its back.

It was said that it was late and then quickly, a moment slower than the horse's neighing, the woman who had been burying her head picked up the iron pot and poured the boiling sugar water on Fu Cuo and others.

Several guards were caught off guard and screamed when they were burned. Some waved their weapons to block the water droplets, and some jumped off their horses and used horses to escape. The scene was extremely chaotic.

At this moment, the beggar next to him suddenly jumped out and pounced on him. The judge's pen in his hand was dotted across his throat and between his eyebrows.

When the horses stood up, Fu Cuo subconsciously controlled and did not abandon the horse. When he realized that he was being assassinated, the sugar water and the judge's pen were already in front of him.

His ears were open, and he actually heard the sound of flying bugs just now, but he thought it was an ordinary insect and didn't pay attention. It wasn't coming towards him anyway. Who would have thought that it circled around and suddenly came over and bit the horse. .

At the critical moment, he drew out his long sword and, as fast as a thunderbolt, moved from bottom to top, with two clanging sounds, he took away the judge's pen and rolled his body to the side to avoid the sugar water.

Suddenly, a bright sword light fell from mid-air, like a steep mountain peak, extremely dangerous.

At the critical moment of life and death, before Fu Cuo could break away from the horse, his legs stopped and he stopped for a moment. He slowed down a beat and missed the sword light. Then he drew his long sword and took away the man dressed in black.

Min Renlong and Wu Xiuxian didn't stop, turned around and ran away, seemingly not caring whether Fu Cuo was injured.

Fu Cuo stood up and suddenly shook, his face quickly turned black, and blue blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

It turns out that the real killer is the Gu insect. Both Wu Xiuxian and Min Renlong are trying to distract Fu Cuo and forget about the Gu insect that harmed the horses!

At this moment, Weng Lingyu, who sells sugar water, and Yuan Yang, who picks flowers, had already evacuated according to the opportunity.

The guards separated and pursued Wu Xiuxian and others, but there were too many people on the street to catch up.

Meng Qi nodded. The four newcomers have grown rapidly and can be used as auxiliary members of the team.

He was waiting to return after the mission, but there was still no movement. He nodded slightly, fearing that there might still be some twists and turns.

With a glare, Weng Lingyu circled around, went to the restaurant as planned, and rushed into the private room.

As far as she was concerned, that was the end of the mission.

But before she could say hello to Meng Qi, she saw a man carrying a knife walking in, his aura restrained and as deep as the sea.

"He, he followed me..." Weng Lingyu thought blankly.

The man holding the knife looked at Meng Qi, who was lazily drinking tea, and said in a deep voice: "When I witnessed the assassination just now, I was thinking that there must be someone behind the scenes, and it turned out to be true..."

He approached Meng Qi slowly, looking confident.

Meng Qi sighed, picked up the sword with its scabbard, and stabbed the man with the sword in the knee without any surprise.

The man raised his eyebrows and unfolded his sword, but suddenly he saw the opponent's sword raised, and he jumped over the many snares.

He took a step back and slashed horizontally with his long sword, trying to overcome skill with force.

But the opponent's long sword had changed its stance and was still pointing at his knees.

Three sword strikes in a row, each one made the man holding the sword take a step back.

The long sword was retracted, and the man holding the sword returned to the position when he first came in.

"Get out." Meng Qi said calmly.

The man holding the knife was breathing heavily and seemed to have been hit hard: "You, you don't want to know who I am, why are you following me?"

"Not interested." Meng Qi smiled and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Okay, okay, okay!" The man holding the knife said hello three times with a livid face, "You defeat me so easily, you must be considered unparalleled in the world!"

Meng Qi smiled, looked out the window at the bustling streets, and said with waning spirits, "I have been studying martial arts for many years. It would be really boring if my opponent is still at your level."

There was no contempt, but it was better than contempt. The kind of contempt that came from the heart made the man with the knife turn pale, said nothing more, staggered and turned around to leave.

Weng Lingyu looked at Meng Qi and felt that the swordsmanship just now was "familiar". Suddenly, she remembered a famous swordsmanship. There were many rumored swordsmanships in Jiangdong. She stammered: "Kanxu swordsmanship, sir." , Young Master, you are from the Wang family..."

Meng Qi raised his finger to cover his lips and shushed: "Don't tell others, cough cough cough..."

He coughed intently, then his vision dimmed, mission accomplished.

In the ancestral home of the Wang family in Guangling, Wang Siyuan suddenly sneezed, then frowned and took out his calculations, but he had no clue.