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In the afternoon, before the sun set, it began to rain heavily. It was the first spring rain after the beginning of the new year, and the rain was pouring down.

The young man came back from kowtowing in front of the two tombs at the foot of the mountain at the east entrance of the town. He had been squatting on the threshold and watching the rain. The water droplets splashing from the eaves came back to the door and soon soaked half of his clothes. , but the young man was still in a daze and had no reaction. He was thinking about the old saying that spring rain is as precious as oil. There was such a heavy spring rain not long after the beginning of the new year. I think this year's crops should grow well, right?It's a pity that he didn't have the good fortune to cultivate a few acres of thin farmland...

The sky was getting dark, and when the boy was in a daze, a handsome young man in a bright red robe held an oil-paper umbrella with the same color, as bright as blood, with a cluster of golden peonies painted on it, just in front of the rain curtain. Suddenly, he jumped onto the low wall at the entrance of the boy's courtyard.

The visitor stood on the wall, and could vaguely see that the face under the umbrella was very handsome. He was dressed in red and was spotless in the heavy rain. He was elegant, dignified and coquettish. Together with the bright red oil paper umbrella in his hand, he was standing across the screen. The rain curtain looks like a strange red lotus in full bloom.

He looked up and down at the young man who was still squatting at the door of the house with no surprised expression. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly and said, "You don't seem to be very surprised by my appearance?"

"Some people say that the evil spirit in my body will kill me." The young man replied with no expression on his face, and there was a bit of defeat in his eyes.

It's just that he didn't expect that when the so-called evil spirit kills people, such a good-looking person will be sent to take people's lives?I thought it should be the black and white impermanence, bull-headed and horse-faced things that people often say are seductive and life-threatening... Shouldn't it be a sinister face and not very pretty?
The man in red standing on the wall in the rain looked at the young man's expression amusedly. He somehow understood what the young man was thinking, so he said thoughtfully: "Although I think you may have misunderstood something. But the difference is not too big, I am indeed here to take your life."

The young man nodded numbly, without saying anything and showing no intention of resisting.

The young man in red looked at such a boy in his early ten years for a long time, and couldn't help but feel a little bored. He frowned slightly and said: "Boy, I have been in the world for many years, and I never kill anyone who is defenseless and wants to die, because It’s boring, what I’m more interested in now is, why are you so... not afraid of death?”

This young man in red has taken almost countless lives under his command over the years. He has seen all kinds of reactions when people are about to die, some struggling desperately, some crying and repenting, and occasionally others. So many people who died calmly and calmly...

The world is huge and there are many people, but there seem to be very few people like the young man in front of me. Not only is there no fear, but there seems to be a hint of...expectation?
The young man squatting at the door was startled when he heard this. He looked up at the young man standing on the wall, and his eyes finally showed some thinking and consideration, "Aren't you a ghost?"

The man raised his eyebrows and smiled, "When did I say I was a ghost?"

"Then why do you want to kill me?" The young man seemed to have thought of something when he knew that this person was not a ghost, so he frowned and asked. After all, he had long been used to being alone, so lonely that he seemed to have no enemies. He was not a ghost. Where does the difference come from?
"Because if you go by the rules of the world, I should be considered a killer, something like someone who pays for your life."

The young man standing on the wall was chatting with the boy casually about some things that according to the rules should not be discussed at all. He was talking without any hesitation, just like a country man chatting about his family. The mother-in-law is handsome and seems to be in high spirits.

When the young man heard this answer, his mind went blank for a moment. He looked at the young man who claimed to be the killer with a stunned expression and asked: "Who wants to buy my life?"

The handsome young man standing under a red umbrella in the rain heard this and raised his free hand, stretched out his index finger and tapped the center of his eyebrows lightly. He felt a little funny and speechless, "You have grown so big, don't you have a moment?" Think about it carefully, why do people around you die inexplicably?"

As he said that, he raised his eyes to look at the young man who had stood up, and suddenly said: "Oh, do you really think that you are the one who defeated them to death?"

After saying that, the young man suddenly smiled, shook his head and said: "I suddenly don't want to kill you anymore. I have always come to kill you for so many years. It's boring to kill too many people. I was wondering if I should let you do it." Wouldn’t it be more interesting to know the cause and effect, and then seek revenge on those sneaky people hiding in the dark?”

Before they could speak, a slovenly man who was sitting on the other side of the wall across the courtyard suddenly spoke: "But if you don't kill him, how will you explain to your employer when you go back?"

It was not until the moment the sloppy man spoke that the young man suddenly realized that he was already sitting there, but he had no idea how long he had been sitting there.

This sloppy guy...

"Explain?" The man in red didn't pay any attention to the appearance of others. He looked up at the rain curtain outside the umbrella, sneered and said in a proud tone: "When did Fengxue Tower need to explain to others? Besides, accept it. Only those who pay for their lives need to explain, and when have you ever heard that Fengxue Tower is in the business of killing people for money?"

The young man standing at the door did not speak. He was in the countryside and was ignorant, so he could not quite understand the content of their conversation.

On the contrary, the sloppy Chinese character sitting on the other side of the wall suddenly frowned, and his expression became truly solemn at this moment, and he murmured: "Are you from Fengxue Tower?"

The young man in red did not answer the sloppy man's question that seemed to be muttering to himself. He looked at the young man at the door with a smile and said: "This story may be more interesting if you tell it like this. I intercepted and killed you outside Liangzhou City 13 years ago. The real goal of that group of people is not the more than 30 dead people but you. But the reason why they didn't kill you is not because they forgot to give you a touch-up, but because they hope that you will freeze to death or be killed by some wild beast. Take it away."

"Six years ago, the reason why the old drunkard who picked you up from the dead came home seriously injured and died was not entirely because he had an accident and fell. The person who did it also wanted you to have no one. Take care of them and then die of cold and starvation.”

"Three years ago, the old watchman who took you to watch and gave you a copper plate every day died quietly on that chair. The reason was naturally the same as that old drunkard."

The young man holding the umbrella talked lightly through the rain and finished telling some unknown secrets in these three stories. Then he looked at the young man with a faint smile and said: "But what's interesting is that you always seem to be destined to die. When they thought you were bound to die, you somehow managed to survive."

"That's why they asked Fengxuelou to take action personally?"

The last sentence was asked by the slovenly man. He was sitting on the wall casually, not caring that the heavy rain was still falling, making his rags even more dirty and sloppy, and not caring that the mud on the wall had seeped into it. He took off his already dirty pants, just reached out and took out the earwax, then put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, then casually twirled his fingers, then looked at the young man and asked.

The young man nodded with interest, glanced at the young man and smiled: "Maybe, after all, Fengxue Tower will never miss as long as it is willing to take action, and we can make people die naturally, not because of accidents or assassinations. Reasons like that... Of course, it may also be because Fengxue Tower is better at handling things."

"But why don't you kill me directly? Why do you have to use this method? What difference does it make?" The young man's face finally turned a little ugly, but it was not all because he was angry that someone wanted his life, the more important reason was Yes, he didn't understand why so many other people's lives had to be sacrificed just because of his own life. They were all innocent!
"The specific reason why I don't kill you directly is probably not easy to guess. In the immortal family's cultivation at the top of the rivers and lakes, there are many strange and unreasonable things. If the mastermind behind it doesn't say it himself, outsiders may not be able to tell. You guessed it right." A flash of understanding flashed in the sloppy man's eyes. He didn't know the cause and effect, but he could hear something from the few words of the man in red.

After hearing this conclusion, the young man looked at the sloppy man who gave the conclusion in surprise. He never knew that this old bachelor from the opposite door, who seemed to have a more miserable life than him, would actually know this.

The young man in red nodded in agreement and said with a smile: "There are many possible reasons. I can't be sure which one it is. It may be some crooked and sinister ways, or it may be something related to you. Some high-level immortal family secrets, for example, maybe I don’t want to be involved in the cause and effect because I directly kill you... all kinds of possibilities are possible, and I don’t know if I am not the mastermind.”

The young man nodded slowly when he heard this, but after only thinking for a moment, he frowned again, looked up at the two people on the wall and said solemnly: "But this is still unreasonable."

"For example?" The young man in red asked with interest as he looked at the boy who seemed to be slowly showing some fighting spirit. This little guy seemed different from other 13-year-old children. Could it be because he had been poor since he was a child?
"Since you want me to die from cold and hunger, why don't you kill me right when the old drunkard saves me...or kill him instead, but delay it until six or seven years later? Wouldn't that delay it for many more years?" The young man asked him The first unreasonable question that comes to mind.

The spring rain outside the eaves seemed to be falling harder. The raindrops hit the open red umbrella on the wall, splashing a thin layer of mist, which made the figure of the noble man in red under the umbrella stand out. The shape is also hazy, like clouds.

He shrugged and looked at the young man with a smile and said: "You are quite smart and can hear the question! But unfortunately, I still can't answer you, because what happened more than ten years ago has nothing to do with me, and I didn't even know about it at that time Something like this has happened before in this world, so naturally I don’t know what that group of people were thinking at the time.”

"Many things happen every day in this world. Some have reasons, some are just accidental, and some reasons are surprisingly complicated! If you want to know the real reasons, the best way is to ask the mastermind himself."

At this moment, the young man in red seemed to have suddenly discovered something very interesting. He stared at the young man with interest, rubbed his chin and chuckled: "I didn't really pay much attention before I came here, but now I suddenly I started to get a little curious, why are those people so persistent in targeting a little kid like you? What kind of big secret can there be behind such a humble little guy like you? As for why they must use this kind of method? Killing people in a thankless way? Still doing it for more than ten years?"

"It is too easy for people who practice in the immortal family to kill someone. It is so easy, straightforward, and simple, but they have to use such a complicated and roundabout method to go around such a big circle. I have an inexplicable cautiousness, but I insist on killing you..."

The young man under the umbrella looked at the boy with an interesting expression, and said with a low smile: "Interesting! This story is much more interesting than killing you now!"

Having said this, he turned his head and glanced at the slovenly middle-aged man who was staring at him evilly. He smiled and said kindly: "As for you...you want to take me down first? Then ask another question. Ask me who I received this deal from?"

The sloppy man did not deny it, shrugged indifferently, and said lightly: "I do have such an idea."

The young man couldn't help laughing, and chuckled: "First of all, you don't look like someone who has never heard of Fengxue Tower; secondly, I bet you have a head on your neck, you are not sure whether you can beat me. ; In the end, the person who came to me with the token to fulfill his promise committed suicide in front of me."

This answer was very interesting. On the one hand, it was a clear threat, but on the other hand, it was a good-tempered explanation.

After saying that, he turned to stare at the slovenly man who described himself as a wretched man and said sullenly: "I'm also very curious now. Why does a slovenly watchman who pretends to be a fool and watches the doorstep know so much about the outside world? You don’t look like…”

He didn't finish his words mid-sentence. Instead, he smiled and shook his head. He looked at the man with interest and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Hou Junchen smiled and said, "If I said that I just want to live peacefully here for the rest of my life, would you believe it?"

The noble man in red curled his lips and smiled, looking at the man with squinting eyes, and asked: "Then do you think I should believe this reason, or should I not believe it?"

"Then let's talk somewhere else?" Hou Junchen turned to look at the young man who was also staring at him and rolled his eyes, "This kid is already full of problems and is not suitable to know too much about me."

After that, he didn't even look back at the boy, and disappeared from the wall.

When the young man in red saw this, he glanced at the direction where Hou Junchen disappeared, then turned to look at the young man and said with a smile: "I hope you understand one thing. I won't kill you today not because you are lucky, but because you are lucky." Because I want to watch a good show, but this does not mean that the next wave of people who come will be like me, so you'd better think of a countermeasure early, otherwise you will die soon! Also, you If you waste my interest in watching the theater, believe me, even if you die, I can let you die again! Also, one more reminder, since those people can spend great efforts to invite Fengxue Tower, it shows their patience There’s not much left, maybe next time I’ll just come with the knife without going around any detours!”

"Having said that, you have to work hard! After all, I don't want to show kindness once in a while, but in the end there will be no good show!"

After saying this, the handsome young man in red smiled and waved to the young man, and then just like that sloppy man, he disappeared with an umbrella.

Only the young boy Chu Yuanxiao who was still standing at the door of the house was left, unable to recover, so he just... left?
He finally understood that the young man holding the umbrella had accepted someone else's commission to kill him, and then just left just like that?
I don’t understand what he’s doing, but I’m shocked, it’s so damn casual!

After standing still for a moment, the young man finally came to his senses. He first raised his hand to rub his stiff face, and then squatted back on the threshold again.

He raised his head and looked at the two places where people were still standing on the wall. He was speechless for a long time as he recalled what they said about someone wanting to kill him.

In order to take his life, nearly forty lives had been taken!
The 13-year-old boy, who had been struggling to stay alive since he was a child, raised his head and looked at the heavy rain outside the house, muttering to himself in a low voice.

"Whether it's killing people or buying lives, what reason do you have for taking human lives so seriously?!"