The moment he realized that Lin Yixuan had made a move on him, Su Dawei almost couldn't help jumping up.With his abilities, reflexes, there are at least seven ways to dodge this sword.But at this moment, an idea popped into his mind at the same time, if it was really Deng Jian, was it possible to dodge this sword?
No way!
If he dodged by himself, wouldn't it confirm Lin Yixuan's suspicions and make the whole plan fail?
Don't dodge, will the other party's sword really stop?
With a flick of the fingers, there are sixty moments.Everything flashed like lightning.After all, Su Dawei suppressed the instinct of his body and stood in place.The thin blade of the sword passed by the carotid artery in his neck, less than an inch.Su Dawei could even feel the cold sword intent caressing his blood vessels and skin, leaving fine rashes on his neck."
Oh, there was a fly flying by just now, and it was itchy for a while, don't blame it."
Lin Yixuan smiled at Su Dawei.It was the first time he had a smile on his face along the way.Immediately, with a twist of his wrist, the thin-bladed short sword that was two feet and two inches long was spun out by him and neatly incorporated into the sheath.The masseter muscles on Su Dawei's cheeks twitched, his eyes were slightly red, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Very good, I have written all this." ”This is not Su Dawei's way of speaking, but Deng Jian's.Su Dawei remembered Deng Jian's eyes, when he was stimulated, the fruit shop owner who usually seemed very gentle and occasionally conceited would turn into a wolf, a fierce lone wolf in an instant.Lin Yixuan took two steps back, put his hand on his chest, and solemnly bowed to Su Dawei and apologized: "The stakes are very high, I have to do it, if there is anything offensive, please don't blame it." ”"Hmph."
Su Dawei snorted coldly.But my heart is relieved.This level has finally passed.The Hongroji Lodge was a large contiguous building, and the Silla mission lived in one of the courtyards.Following Lin Yixuan, the two walked into the small courtyard one after the other.At a glance, in the courtyard, some Silla people were busy.Or prune the flowers and plants, cook the plants in the garden, or do the sprinkling and sweeping.In the corner of the courtyard, there are maids washing clothes.Everything looks like a normal person.But when Su Dawei and Lin Yixuan walked in, everyone's eyes focused on Su Dawei.It was a scrutinizing gaze.It's not terrible to be looked at like this by one person, but it's terrible that all the people in the courtyard are looking at it like this.There were dozens of people in the courtyard, but no one spoke, and from the time Su Dawei came in, there was only silence.Lin Yixuan didn't say a word, and continued to lead Su Dawei forward.has been walking far away, Su Dawei felt that those eyes staring behind him were slowly withdrawn.Passing through the small courtyard, walking through a long corridor, I saw a white-faced and beardless Silla man, with his hands in his sleeves, taking small steps, walking towards this side.Su Dawei saw it at a glance and his heart moved.This person was the one who spoke with Deng Jian in front of the gate of the post house last time, and the eunuch accompanying the mission, Jin Yongsu.Kim Yong-so is in his twenties.He was wearing a Silla palace robe, with gold and silver threads woven on his cuffs, and a sachet and a jade pendant hanging from his waist.He has a slender figure, and the most noticeable thing about his face is the smooth chin.The skin seems to be a little more delicate than that of ordinary women.Seeing Lin Yixuan, Jin Longzhu's slender eyes narrowed slightly, and he giggled: "Guard Lin, Boss Deng is invited?"
”"Yes."
Lin Yixuan turned sideways slightly, revealing Su Dawei behind him.Jin Yongzhu sped up a few steps, walked up and gently held Su Dawei's hand: "I missed it very much last time, it's rare to be able to invite you ......again today," he said, and turned his head to Lin Yixuan and said, "Guard Lin is busy, I'll take Boss Deng over." ”Lin Yixuan bowed slightly, nodded to Su Dawei again, and turned to leave.With a flattering smile on his face, Jin Yongzhu took Su Dawei's hand and said, "Boss Deng, follow me." ”Frankly speaking, Su Dawei is a little tired in his heart.This Kim Yong-so's hand is very cold.Like a piece of ice, the chill soaked into the bone marrow.What made him even more uncomfortable was that this man's hands were slippery and greasy, not like human hands, but more like a cold snake.If it weren't for pretending to be Deng Jian and completing the task of spying on intelligence, Su Dawei couldn't wait to immediately shake off the opponent's hand and knock the opponent to the ground with a hard punch.For the sake of the mission, I endure!
Su Dawei gritted his teeth.At this moment, Jin Yongzhu, who was holding his hand, suddenly looked back and looked up, and said casually: "Boss Deng, I don't think you used the Jin Gui Snow Clam Paste that I gave you last time, right?"
Look at how thick your hands are. ”His voice, like his person, exudes a feminine tone, and although he says words of concern, it always makes people feel uncomfortable.Especially as he spoke, his hand was still gently kneading Su Dawei's palm, as if he was appreciating a work of art.This made Su Dawei's face twitch, and he felt that he was only one step away from breaking out.was about to shake off Jin Longzhu's cold hand, but suddenly, the other party's hand was tightly retracted, like an iron claw, and Su Dawei's hand was tightly clasped, and then, his slender eyes opened, and he looked Su Dawei up and down: "No......"
"Mr.
Deng, there are so many calluses in this hand, it doesn't look like your hand." ”The temperature around seems to be suddenly cold with this sentence.Killing intent, like a pervasive silver needle, continues to penetrate.For anyone else, I'm afraid that they won't be able to withstand the pressure brought by this dead eunuch, and they will do something panicked.But Su Dawei, he held back.He just coldly withdrew his hand and sarcastically said to the other party: "I'm not like you Eunuch Jin, you don't have to do any work, my fruit shop entertains at least hundreds of people every day, and if you do it, you can't keep a pair of tender hands." ”"Really?"
Kim Yong-so's eyes flickered.As soon as his footsteps moved, in an instant, he flashed behind Su Dawei.He said "offended" in his mouth, and a pair of feminine and cold hands had already touched Su Dawei's cheeks.This dead eunuch actually has such a clever skill.Su Dawei's heart was cold.It's just that he remembered his current identity, suppressed his body's instincts, and just stood there motionless.The other hand, like a snake, squirmed greasy.From Su Dawei's cheeks to his neck, he crawled through it carefully.Finally, Jin Yongzhu shook his head, bowed his head and said a word in Silla, then withdrew his hands, walked to Su Dawei's side, and said sharply: "I think I remember badly, Mr.
Deng, come with me, Lord Jin is already in a hurry." ”Thief, your mother, a dead eunuch, can't die a good death.Su Dawei scolded in his heart.At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said secretly: Fortunately, his appearance was changed through the ghost-faced jellyfish, leaving no traces, if it was an ordinary disguise technique, I am afraid that the other party would have already noticed it.While rejoicing in his heart, he couldn't help but think that the more cautious the other party is, the more important the matter.Hopefully, I'll be able to get something out of this adventure.The room of Kim Famin, the envoy of the Silla mission, was the deepest part of the embassy and the largest room in the entire courtyard.Jin Yongsu came to the door, coughed lightly, and said softly: "Lord Kim, Mr.
Deng is already here." ”There was silence for a moment, and the red wooden door was pulled open from the inside.The first thing I saw was a Silla maid.The handmaid in the Silla skirt, with her hair combed in a double-ring bun and her head slightly bowed, stood sideways by the door.Kim Famin, the envoy of the Silla mission, is standing under a painting with his hands behind his back, as if waiting for his guests.Beside him, there was a Silla samurai with a national character face, slender eyes, and a long sword at his waist, who was Kim Famin's personal bodyguard Park Yong-tae."
Mr.
Deng, please."
Kim Yong-so stretched out his hand to signal.Su Dawei stepped into the room.The door closed slowly behind him.In a corner of the suffocation, a five-legged silver smoker is slowly spitting fragrance.The room was filled with smoke and an unknown sweet scent."
Mr.
Deng is here?"
When he first entered the room, Kim Famin was facing the painting, with his back to the door, as if he was thinking about some difficult problem to the painting hanging on the wall.Originally, according to Su Dawei's thoughts, the other party should be very anxious, after all, there was a change in the transaction with the overlord last time.But unexpectedly, Kim Famin was not in a hurry at all.When Su Dawei approached, he turned to Su Dawei and said with a smile: "Does Mr.
Deng also like to paint?"
”Su Dawei glanced up at the painting on the wall.It was a picture of a horse, and the inscription was "Rate Ju".A name that he has never heard of, even if it is a famous painter, has no meaning to Su Dawei, he does not know how to appreciate calligraphy and painting.Fortunately, Jin Famin didn't mean to let him taste it, but said to himself: "Suju is a famous painter in my Silla Kingdom, and this painting is his imitation of Yan Liben of the Tang Kingdom's Six Horses." ”As he spoke, he shook his head and said, "It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to see Yan Liben's real works, so I could only talk about the imitation painting of the rate." ”Listening to what Jin Famin said, the only thought in Su Dawei's heart was: You are a pretending criminal.Last time I was in Dali Temple, this Jin Famin didn't have the same bearing as he is now.At that time, he only hoped to eliminate the case, and in his words, he was faintly humble to the officials of the Tang Dynasty.Today, he points to calligraphy and painting, and is full of calm and unhurried aura.Maybe that's what he really is?
Su Dawei's mind raced, and he said: "Let's talk about the painting later, I want to talk about business with Lord Jin." ”Jin Famin reached out and pressed down, as if to calm him down.Then he glanced at Park Yongtai again.The latter, who immediately bowed slightly, took Jin Yongsu with him, and slowly retreated.In the room, only Su Dawei, Jin Famin, and the Silla maid Fu Caijie remained.This servant girl was also one of the suspects highlighted by the abductor at that time, and she often sent missions to maintain a certain density of contact with the outside world.Su Dawei glanced at Fu Caijie.She was not very old, never more than twenty, with a beautiful face and ten slender fingers.The most impressive thing is her legs, I don't know if it's because of the height of the Silla skirt, the length of the legs under the skirt is amazing.As Park Yong-tae and the others exited the house, she walked to the corner of the house and knelt down in front of the case.There is a qin lying horizontally on several cases, not the traditional Tang qin, but the Silla's gaco.The white fingers swept the strings, and a gentle and pleasant sound sounded like rippling water."
Now it's time to get down to business."
Kim Famin sighed and said.()