V5.Chapter 3

"Shishuzu, disciples are wronged. This matter has nothing to do with disciples, absolutely nothing to do..."

A howling sound like killing a pig began, and lidongrong shivered all over and kowtowed to Zhang Zhongying. Although he was in his sixties, he was a cultivator with eight levels of internal strength. Although he kowtowed like a pound of rice at this moment, there was no danger of falling apart.

Zhang Zhongying frowned and said, "shut up."

As if it had been cut by a sharp knife, the noise from lidongrong's mouth immediately disappeared, leaving only his heavy breathing and the kowtowing and kneeling voices of those disciples' relatives and friends and family dignitaries behind him.

Those who can come here to see off with lidongrong are naturally not servants, but people who can get on the table in this area.

Jin Zhan shook his head slightly and said, "brother he, I'll make you laugh."

He Yiming's eyes turned on lidongrong's face. At this time, his face was sweating like rain, and his eyes were full of panic. Obviously, he knew very well that if Zhang Zhongying and Jin Zhanyi really suspected him, they didn't need to fight at all. As long as a few of the postnatal elite disciples of Lingxiao temple came out, it was enough to kill him all over the house.

And there are hundreds of elite disciples here. If you really start, you can't escape any of them.

He Yiming sighed softly and said, "brother Jin, I think it's strange. It should have nothing to do with him."

Jin battle said without hesitation, "of course, it has nothing to do with him."

He Yiming was slightly stunned and looked surprised. He didn't expect that he was more sure than himself.

"Elder martial brother Zhang, I just saw it. It should be an assassin of the yellow spring gate." Jin campaign said in a deep voice.

A trace of anger flashed on Zhang Zhongying's face. He snorted coldly and said, "it's the gate of the yellow spring again. Why don't they die?"

He Yiming keenly found that when he mentioned the yellow spring gate, although his eyes were angry, there was also a trace of helplessness that could not be concealed.

In the middle of the backyard, the thick smoke was still floating, and I didn't know what it was made of. It was so fixed in the center of the carriage that there was no sign that it would disperse.

He Yiming frowned slightly. He stretched out a hand and gently clicked it. A faint wind flew out of his hand. This wind was like a magnetic pole, constantly attracting more homologous forces to converge here.

Just for a moment, a strong wind blew to the strange yellow fog according to he Yiming's intention.

Soon, these mists were blown higher and higher by the wind, and finally dispersed by the natural wind in the sky, completely eliminated.

Seeing this is like magic, not to mention lidongrong and others, even the postnatal cultivators in Lingxiao temple are shocked and worshipped.

Jin battle suddenly sighed and said, "brother he, it's a pity that your understanding and mastery of the power of the wind have reached such a level."

He Yiming shook his head slightly, and he naturally understood the other party's meaning.

Presumably, Jin battle has also seen that he does not intend to use the flower of the wind as one of the three forces.

Zhang Zhongying waved his big sleeve and said, "lidongrong, this has nothing to do with you. Please arrange someone to deal with the aftermath quickly."

The color of despair on lidongrong's face was swept away, and his almost collapsed body seemed to jump up again as if it was full of strength.

"Shishuzu Yingming, please take a wide seat in your old wife, and the disciple will send someone to deal with it now."

Since this happened today, of course, we can't get on the road.

Back in the hall of the mansion, he Yiming and he Yiming sat down separately. Although lidongrong was not in their eyes, he was the landlord after all. Even if he was carrying tea and water, someone had to do it.

However, few people let lidongrong, the head of the family, do it himself.

"Brother Jin, you said the assassin was from the huangquan gate?" He Yiming asked bluntly.

"Yes, this person's moves, clothes and martial arts characteristics are undoubtedly from the yellow spring gate." Jin battle calmly said, "this person came for Jin, but brother he suffered on his behalf."

He Yiming shook his head, but his eyes were full of doubts. With the status of the Jin campaign in the Lingxiao temple and the status of the Lingxiao temple in the whole great Shen, there are still people who dare to assassinate. This huangquan gate must be very important.

Zhang Zhongying pondered for a moment and said, "brother he, it's just that the huangquan sect assassination failed this time. Anyway, it's not a day or two for younger martial brother Jin to rank first in the huangquan list, but no one has been able to win this reward. But this assassination was seen through by you, so I'm afraid they will be angry with others. If it brings you trouble, we'll be sorry."

He Yiming smiled proudly and said, "brother Zhang is worried too much. If you want to die, come."

His words are full of strong self-confidence. Although the man in black just now has unique skills in hiding and assassination, he Yiming is not only alert, but also has a mysterious hundred and eight lurking in the dark. How can he be easily assassinated.

Zhang Zhongying frowned slightly and said, "brother he, be careful in everything."

He Yiming nodded his head, indicating that he understood, and then asked, "brother Zhang, what is the origin of the yellow spring gate and what is the yellow spring list."

No matter whether he Yiming puts it in his heart or not, it's not a bad thing to know more.

Zhang Zhongying frowned: "The origin of the yellow spring gate is mysterious. It has been rising in Dashen for nearly a thousand years. All the members of it are Dashen's famous killers. It is said that half of the top ten killers in Dashen are born in the yellow spring gate. As for the yellow spring list, it is a reward list. The higher the ranking is, the more the rewards will be. Assassins all over the world can accept the tasks on the reward list. However, those who can be on the list are not ordinary people."

He Yiming nodded, thinking that it was natural. If he was an ordinary person, he was afraid that he was not qualified to be on the list at all.

Zhang Zhongying sighed, Continue: "Younger martial brother Jin has challenged the world for decades, and has met countless masters in all lineages. When his martial arts have advanced greatly, he has also made countless enemies. They want to revenge younger martial brother Jin, naturally, they are unable to catch it, so they have to spend money to offer a reward. As a result, the reward has accumulated more and more, and he has been the first person on the yellow spring list more than ten years ago. In these ten years, countless assassins who have no idea of life or death have come to assassinate, but they have no return. Originally In recent years, no one dares to fight again, but I don't want to see the assassin again this time, and I happen to be met by brother he. It's really... "

He shook his head, his words filled with helplessness.

He Yiming smiled and said, "brother Zhang, it's just a sect that trains assassins. It's nothing big..." his voice suddenly stagnated, and his face also changed slightly.

At this moment, he Yiming finally remembered.

When he saw the corpse of the assassin, he always felt familiar, and he couldn't think of the reason at first, but after hearing the origin of the yellow spring gate, a figure flashed in his mind.

Sima Yin, the mysterious assassin who assassinated him in the mountains in the past, but finally died in his hands, is somewhat similar to him.

This is not to say that they look alike, but that kind of temperament and feeling.

When thinking of these two different people, he Yiming actually felt like facing the same person.

He could almost immediately confirm that Sima Yin came from the yellow spring gate.

"Brother he, what's the matter with you?" Jin campaign asked in a deep voice.

He Yiming smiled awkwardly and said, "it's nothing, brother Jin. Since the huangquan gate has this momentum, why is it unknown in the northwest?"

Although knowing that he Yiming must have something to hide from each other, the Jin campaign and the two did not pursue it. He just shook his head and said, "brother he, we don't know much about this, but in these more than a thousand years, the sphere of influence of huangquanmen has never left the East. Whether it's the North-South territory, the deep mountains in the northwest, or the halls of western countries, they have never been involved in it. So it's very normal to be unknown in the northwest."

He Yiming's eyes flashed a trace of doubt and said, "have they really never left Dashen?"

"That's natural." Zhang Zhongying took the words and said, "in this small city, it is the extreme range of activity of the yellow spring gate. If he really stepped into the northwest region, even if he was successful in the assassination, he would not get the slightest reward, but would be purged."

"Cleaning?" He Yiming raised his eyebrows and said, "brother Zhang, if people in the huangquan gate have private jobs, can they come to the northwest privately?"

"No way." Zhang Zhongying rejected it and said, "the rules left by the yellow spring gate for more than a thousand years are not decorations. Unless someone violates the rules they set and sends people to hunt down by the yellow spring gate himself, such a thing will never happen."

Speaking of this, Zhang Zhongying seemed to think of something, laughing: "in these hundreds of years, almost every few years, people will try their best to escape from Dashen because they are listed in the yellow spring list, and go to the North-South territory, the deep mountains in the northwest, and even the extreme East sea and Western countries. As long as they can safely get out of the territory of Dashen, their lives will be saved, and there is no need to worry about the killers of the yellow spring gate."

He Yiming thought a thousand times in his heart. He asked in a deep voice, "is there no exception?"

"No..." Zhang Zhongying hesitated and added, "at least as far as I know, it shouldn't."

He Yiming nodded silently, but his heart was increasingly suspicious. Since the killer of the yellow spring gate would not leave Dashen, where did Sima Yin come from?

He had no doubt about his feelings. There was no doubt that Sima Yin was born under the yellow spring gate.

A moment later, someone came up to report today's losses. However, it was surprising that there was no toxicity in the yellow smoke, but it just played a role of blinding.

Zhang Zhongying and others were naturally overjoyed. They sorted it out, and they set off again two hours later.

It was not until he sent these masters away that lidongrong wiped the cold sweat from his head. Although he hated the killer of the yellow spring gate in his heart, he knew his strength was poor and didn't even have the courage to scold