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Chapter 206 The contract has been made... not right!
When the night was dark and the wind was high, a black shadow, like a ghost, rose up against the wall of Yanxing Temple, and looked inside the courtyard wall of Yanxing Temple with its probe.

The wind blew past the lantern in the hands of the patrolling monks, shaking the shadows on the ground.

Suddenly, as if he heard something, a patrolling monk turned his head and looked in the direction of the courtyard wall, but he could only see the shaking treetops and the pitch-black courtyard wall.

"Huiming, what are you looking at?"

"nothing?"

The patrolling monk turned his head.

"Maybe my eyes are dazzled. I seemed to see a black shadow flashing in the direction of the courtyard wall just now."

Another monk said.

"It may be the shadow of the leaves swaying in the wind, and I often feel as if something is passing by around me!"

"maybe!"

After chatting for a few words, several patrolling monks started walking forward with lanterns.

Behind them, a black figure stuck to the ground, passing silently like a snake.

In the abbot's chamber of Yanxing Temple, the Great Monk Ji Zang was sitting cross-legged on a futon, holding a mallet in one hand, and a wooden fish in front of him, with drooping eyes, muttering to himself.

Suddenly, the great monk Ji Zang turned his head and looked at the window next to him.

"The layman has already come, so why hang around outside the window?"

Squeak!

Following the words, the window of the semen room was pushed open soundlessly, and a figure in black came in from the outside.

"Accidents are prone to happen in our business, so before entering the house, you have to observe whether there is any mechanism in the house, so that you will laugh at the great monk."

"It's okay!"

Ji Zang put the wooden fish in his hand aside, and nodded to the man in black with a peaceful face.

"The old monk is open and frank. Laymen can check it out. If it doesn't work, we can go to the courtyard to talk."

"No need!"

The man in black waved his hand.

"According to what you said, great monk, the less people know about our connection, the better. Let's talk about it here."

"Alright!"

Monk Ji Zang still nodded gently.

"Then the layman is here, it must be that Jing Jing'er's benefactor has agreed to take over our commission!"

"Of course!"

The man in black said in a hoarse voice.

"It's impossible for me, Kongkongjingjing, not to do the door-to-door business."

"That's good!"

The Great Monk Ji Zang put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name with a look of relief.

"Nanwu Miaoguang Bodhisattva, the old monk is still worried that Jingjing'er's benefactor will not accept this matter because he is worried about Qingxiazi."

"Then you can rest assured."

The man in black still spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Qingxiazi is certainly powerful, but if we don't want to be found by him, even if Su Yuanlang searches the sea of ​​people, he won't be able to find a person who is empty and refined."

"Of course, of course!"

Monk Ji Zang nodded repeatedly.

"Of course this old monk knows, otherwise the old monk wouldn't have entrusted this matter to you."

The man in black looked down at Monk Jizang.

"But Jing Jinger has his own rules..."

Monk Ji Zang pointed to the futon in front of him, signaling the man in black to sit down.

"But it doesn't matter."

Facing Monk Ji Zang's movements, the man in black didn't respond, his body was still standing in front of the window where it was easiest to escape, as if he would escape from the window at any time, he coldly stretched out a finger.

"First pay in full."

Monk Ji Zang withdrew his hand and nodded slowly.

"no problem."

The man in black slowly stretched out his second finger.

"Kong Kong'er will only make one shot, and Jing Jinger will only make two shots. After the two shots, no matter whether the target is dead or alive, we are considered clean."

Monk Ji Zang still nodded with a smile and a calm tone.

"The old monk has heard of the rules of the Kongkong Jingjing, and the old monk can agree with this."

"Then it's settled!"

The man in black took out a paper contract from his pocket, then waved his hand, and the paper, like a flying knife, spun and flew in front of Monk Jizang, and nailed it to the wooden floor, making an aggressive sound.

"Great Monk Jizang, please make a bet!"

"it is good!"

With a gentle smile on his face, Monk Ji Zang stretched out his hand to the side, and then he saw the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table next to him flew towards Ji Zang steadily as if held by one hand , suspended in the air.

Then the ink stick jumped up by itself, landed on the inkstone, and began to grind it. When the grinding was almost done, the brush also jumped into the inkstone, dipped it in ink, and then flew to the contract, drawing a bet. .

The pupils of the man in black shrank slightly.

If it is said that the difficulty of using true energy to turn paper into something like a piece of iron or a flying knife is ten, then the difficulty of this series of movements made by Monk Ji Zang is enough to reach one hundred, or even higher.

Moreover, it is much farther from the place where Monk Jizang is sitting to the place where the pen and ink are placed than to the window.

In other words, Monk Ji Zang's move was actually to tell himself that if he wanted to deal with him, he might not even have time to turn out the window.

This is a warning and a reminder.

"call……"

Just when the man in black was in doubt, the writing brush was finished.

Monk Ji Zang reached out and took off the contract lightly, and blew towards the place where the deposit was just completed.Then with a lift of the hand, the contract turned into two butterflies, flapping their wings, they flew up, up and down, until they flew over the man in black, and then turned into a contract again. Down.

"Actually, you and I have a lot of things we can cooperate with..."

After seeing that the man in black had accepted the contract, Monk Ji Zang still had a gentle smile on his face, and said slowly.

"That's why the old monk thinks that we don't need to be so guarded against each other. What do you think, the benefactor?"

"Feel sorry!"

The man in black took the contract, turned his body upside down and disappeared into the night, his last words came from afar.

"Accidents are prone to happen in our business, so the answer of a certain person is that a certain person doesn't think..."

After hearing the man in black's answer, the corner of Monk Ji Zang's mouth twitched slightly, changing from a gentle smile to a sarcastic smile.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you think it or not!"

Following the voice of monk Ji Zang, his body disappeared into the air bit by bit.

Whoosh!
A gust of wind blew past several patrolling monks, shaking the lanterns they were carrying in their hands, and the light and shadows suddenly became blurred, which caught the monks off guard.

Just as they were frantically protecting the lanterns in their hands, a black shadow passed by their side silently.

The black shadow is familiar with the door and the road, jumping up and down all the way, leaving Yanxing Temple as silently as a ghost, and coming to the main road along the square wall, turning into a shadow on the ground, heading towards Chang'an City The north side began to advance.

A quarter of an hour later, the black shadow once again passed through the wall of Pingkangfang and entered a private house in Pingkangfang.

Swish!
Not long after the black shadow entered the house, a woman in night clothes also appeared on the roof opposite the house. Her nose twitched a few times, and her body jumped again, appearing on another roof superior.

A few minutes later, a scribe in Tsing Yi walked out from an inn on another street.

Just like those guests who were looking for flowers and flowers, he blended into the feasting and feasting of Zhongqu with a smile on his face.While walking, he looked towards the second floor of the flower building on both sides, as if he was checking which young lady who was beckoning was good-looking.

In the end, he seemed to have chosen a certain young lady, and entered a flower building next to him with a smug face.

Although it was already late at night, the flower buildings in Pingkangfang were still crowded with people. A dancer was still performing on the stage in the building, and there were musicians playing on both sides, and there were cheers from time to time.

The man in Tsing Yi walked up the stairs to the second floor, found a seat where there was no one there and sat down calmly, threw out a handful of copper coins and ordered some snacks.

After eating and drinking for a while, the man in Tsing Yi seemed to be a little anxious. He covered his stomach and stood up, walking along the corridor next to Hualou towards the inner courtyard.

After turning the corner and entering the inner courtyard, he stopped directly in front of the door of the house at the corner, bent his fingers and knocked on the door.

"Enter!"

A lazy voice came from the door.

The man in Tsing Yi opened the door and entered, and at a glance he saw a bare-chested man in a red dress sitting on the table with a big horse and a sword, holding a glass of wine in his hand.

After seeing the man in Tsing Yi, the man in red nodded casually.

"Did the bald men agree?"

"agreed!"

The man in green reached into his arms, took out a contract and handed it to the man in red.

"Now I'm waiting for the other party to give me the money..."

"Ha ha……"

Before the man in Tsing Yi had finished speaking, he saw the man in red sneer, and then split his hands with great vigor, directly tearing the contract to pieces.

"Um……"

After seeing the action of the man in red, the man in Tsing Yi first showed a puzzled look on his face, and soon his face became very ugly.

"This contract has been tampered with?"

"Not bad!"

The man in red raised his head with a relaxed smile on his face.

"The person following you must have arrived by now..."

Before the man in red finished speaking, the man in green heard a click from the window, and at this time the body of the man in red who was standing there had disappeared.

Clang!
There was a sound of metal and iron clanging outside the window, followed by the man in red laughing loudly.

"Hahahaha... I didn't expect that the bald men would send such a charming little lady."

Amidst the laughter of the man in red, there was a crisp voice.

"kill!"

A white light suddenly appeared, and a wind chime on the eaves was hit by the white light and cut in half.

"Good skill!"

The somewhat frivolous voice of the man in red came faintly from outside the window.

"It's a pity that it is not enough to deal with someone, let me attack you, come on!"

"Ok!"

Before the man in red finished speaking, a woman's groaning sound and the man in red's teasing voice came from outside.

"How about it, little lady, don't give up your arms and surrender..."

boom!
Still before he finished speaking, he heard a sound like hitting a sandbag from outside, and then the scribe in green saw the man in red flying upside down from the window into the room, hitting the wall in the middle of the room. On a few cases.

The scribe in green immediately took a step forward and stood in front of the man in red.

"How are you?"

"It's okay!"

The man in red turned over and stood up from the ground.

"It's just a sneak attack by a bald man, nothing serious."

(End of this chapter)