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Chapter 80: The Assassin

In front of the window sill, Hongyao put spider incense, angelica dahurica, tonka, zandan and turmeric into a bowl and ground them finely.She looked towards the study room and sighed softly. It would have been a pleasure for the little ichthyosaur to meet, but the girl lost her parents overnight.Encountering such a catastrophe, she didn't cry or make trouble when she came, but the more she was like this, the more distressing she was.

Sao Qingniang picked up the white porcelain cup beside the table, which contained watery pear blossom honey. She held the white porcelain cup to her nose and sniffed it lightly, and said, "When did the red medicine learn to perfume?"

Hong Yao kept the stone pestle in his hand, and replied: "I used to be enshrined in the Goddess Temple. Although the gods are not high-level, I can still smell the incense. The recipe for this incense is heard from the pilgrims. In fact, agarwood and borneol should be used, blended with pear juice, and stored for a month. But right now, there is not so much effort. The child has undergone a big change, and some incense can calm her down. "

Sao Qingniang put down the white porcelain cup, "It's for calming the nerves, isn't the pear flower honey too sweet?"

Hong Yao frowned, "Indeed..."

Sao Qingniang picked up the dried plum petals on the side, "I have heard from people who appreciate the fragrance that the aroma of plum blossoms smells like tender cold and clear dawn, walking among the hedges of lonely mountains, what if I use this instead of pear honey? "

"Good way." Hong Yao smiled, added dried plum petals into the bowl, and listened to Sa Qingniang's words, and added half a penny of Chenfen that she bought together when she bought rouge last night.After it is made, the face powder is printed with a word "quiet".

The Daoism of Dayong Kingdom is prosperous, and there are incense seals in many temples.The incense powder can be printed into various incense seals, each of which has its own effect.Hongyao has been a goddess and knows some magic methods. This quiet character and fragrant seal script have the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind.

After lighting one end of the incense seal, she carried the celadon lotus leaf incense plate into the study.The face of the girl who had lost her parents was as frosty, and the red medicine didn't bother her, she just put down the incense plate, gave Nie Kongkong a comforting smile, and retreated.

Normally, Nie Kongkong would definitely ask Li Chan about the origin of this "newly hired maid", but now he is not in the slightest mood.She stared at the green smoke curling up from the incense plate. The fragrance was rich but cold, and it penetrated into her nose. Her tense face relaxed a little, but she still clenched her fists and asked, "Who?" Killed my father?"

Li Chan looked at the loquat tree in the courtyard by the window, "That man is very powerful, and I am not sure how to deal with him."

Li Chan was already a sword fairy in Nie Kongkong's heart, but he said "not sure".Her face turned pale and her heart sank.

"That's why I need help." Li Chan turned to look at Nie Kongkong, "I'll teach you how to kill, but whether you learn it or not depends on you."

Nie Kongkong lowered his head, "But my martial arts skills are low."

"Kong Konger, Kong Konger!" The voice outside the window shrieked, "Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!"

Nie Kongkong was taken aback, and looked at Li Chan inquiringly: "Who is talking?"

"Don't worry about it for now." Li Chan glanced under the window.

Nie Kongkong clenched his fists tightly, "I'm not a gentleman, and I can't wait ten years. If I wait any longer, I'm afraid, and I don't want to take revenge."

Li Chan said: "It doesn't matter if your martial arts are low, in this world, there is also a way for the weak to defeat the strong."

Nie Kongkong opened his gray eyes wide, "What?"

Li Chan flipped his wrist, twisted the small black sword between his fingers, and got into his sleeve.When Nie Kongkong was staring at the sleeve, he heard a beep. At some point, the little sword was inserted into the side of the incense plate, and the hilt was still trembling.

Li Chan withdrew her hand and said softly, "The way of an assassin."

Nie Kongkong stared at the dull dagger on the table, and repeated, "The way of an assassin."

Li Chan asked: "What is an assassin?"

Nie Kongkong replied: "There are people in Xuandu who collect money to kill people..."

Li Chan said: "That is indeed an assassin, but it is not enough to defeat the strong with the weak."

Faint smoke lingered and scattered among the incense trays, Nie Kongkong looked blank, Li Chan said: "In ancient times, there was a man named Qingqing, who was called the number one assassin in the world by later generations. Most of the history at that time has been lost to this day. , You haven’t heard of him, so it’s not surprising. Although this person is called the number one assassin in the world, his martial arts are not surprising.”

"The battle where Qingqing became famous was to fulfill his promise to assassinate the emperor of the most powerful country in the world. At that time, there was a young warrior who walked with him. Killer, this person is the kind of assassin you mentioned. When these two people met the emperor in the name of ministers, the 12-year-old murderous warrior trembled like chaff, but Qingqing talked and laughed freely, and even excused him. Do you know why?"

Nie Kongkong thought for a moment, then shook his head.

Li Chan said: "The young warrior killed people in the market, but it was just a momentary quarrel, but his heart was a little bit more angry than ordinary people. He can bully the weak by being strong, and once he faces the strong, he will show his true colors. Naqing Qing's assassination of the emperor was neither for profit, nor for a moment of whim, but for righteousness. If he didn't have righteousness in his heart, how could he throw away his life and stab the sword without any scruples when attacking the strong with the weak? Do you know now, what is the way of an assassin?"

Nie Kongkong pursed his lips and took a deep breath, "What should I do."

Li Chan looked at her, "You might as well regard me as your enemy right now."

Nie Kongkong looked into Li Chan's eyes, only now did she realize that those blue eyes were so bewitching.Facing that cold look, she was in a daze for a while, and her back felt cold. The next moment, she felt humiliated by her timidity, and hatred surged up. She yelled and pulled out the small sword on the table.

Before the sword was thrust out, Li Chan pressed down his hand.She came back to her senses, out of breath, and found that her back was drenched in cold sweat.

"Very courageous." Li Chan let go of Nie Kongkong's hand, "At least dare to use the sword."

Nie Kongkong let go of the hilt of his sword, slumped on the chair, and muttered, "Is that all right?"

Li Chan shook her head, "Not yet."

Nie Kongkong sat up straight, "What else?"

Li Chan said: "The more you hate a person, the more you have to smile at him."

Nie Kongkong was stunned, and Li Chan said, "Why don't you try?"

Nie Kongkong's face was stiff, trying to bend the corners of his mouth, but his smile was uglier than crying.

(End of this chapter)