Chapter 26 Emotions Are Knives

Xu Bai stopped and looked around.

People were coming and going on the street, all busy with their own things, and no one noticed the situation here.

After making sure that no one was there, he picked up the envelope on the ground and went back to the house.

"Someone handed me a love letter early in the morning?" Xu Bai whispered and opened the envelope.

Inside the envelope was a clean white paper, which was covered with dog-crawling words.

As the saying goes, the handwriting reflects the person.

The first time Xu Bai saw the words, he felt uncomfortable all over.

Ugly, very ugly.

It was like a patchwork of things. If it weren't for the strokes on it, you couldn't recognize the content.

Is this postmodern style popular these days?

Even if you don't want people to recognize the handwriting, you shouldn't write it so dog-crawling.

It even affects your appetite.

Early in the morning, Xu Bai's good mood for the day was gone.

Fortunately, he had strong self-control and endured the discomfort and read the letter from beginning to end.

The first sentence at the beginning gave me an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

"Sir, you don't want others to know about your affairs, do you?"

Wait!

Xu Bai looked up suddenly.

If he hadn't been in the Great Chu Kingdom, he would have thought that someone had traveled through time like him.

Forget it, let's keep reading.

"More than a dozen lives, your swordsmanship is indeed superb. In fact, someone has been watching you, but fortunately, I hid it for you."

Hidden it?

Xu Bai touched his chin, it seems that this person's purpose is not simple.

"Let's talk at the blacksmith shop at midnight tonight."

The content of the letter ended here.

Xu Bai put the letter on the table and sighed.

Inexplicably, why did he threaten this?

This is like a robber kidnapping a hostage, asking for a ransom, and then he must kill the hostage.

Only a fool would believe it.

"I should have no flaws, except for the knife." Xu Bai thought about it and tapped the table lightly with his hand: "Oh, there is also a wound."

At this time, Xu Bai carefully stroked it and finally found something unusual.

There is no absolutely perfect crime scene in this world, and he finally thought of a loophole.

The wound of the hidden weapon.

"Sure enough, I am still inexperienced. I will burn it with fire next time." Xu Bai said secretly.

One failure makes a wiser person. He thinks that next time there is a chance, he will just burn it with fire.

"This blacksmith shop is greedy." Xu Bai read the letter again and then burned it with fire.

At that time, he also gave them silver money to ask them not to tell anyone, but now they are threatening him in turn.

The sunlight outside the window is very warm. Xu Bai holds the ghost head knife, and his heart is cold.

After all, he came from a peaceful era. For ordinary people, Xu Bai softened his heart once.

"After this time, I can't be soft-hearted."

In the dark room, his voice sounded, and his mentality was changing.

…

At night.

Accompanied by the sound of the night watchman's gong, Xu Bai opened the door of the room and walked into the dark street.

He was still wearing ordinary clothes, still with a ghost-head knife on his waist, walking on the street, looking at the deserted street, bypassing the winding road, and finally stopped in front of a shop.

At this moment, the shop has turned off the lights.

Xu Bai raised his foot and kicked the door open.

The shop was dark.

As the door was kicked open, the oil lamp inside was lit.

The light was weak, and the light and shadow were mottled.

"I knew that you would come." The proprietress and the blacksmith sat on the chair, waiting leisurely.

Xu Bai walked into the house and sneered: "Since you know I can guess it, why bother to take off your pants and fart, and do that."

"Just asking for money." The proprietress laughed.

Although she was laughing, there was sarcasm in her eyes.

He has already invited you into the trap, but the man in front of him is still very calm.

Pretending?

Maybe.

But in any case, money is necessary.

"No more unnecessary words, we only need money. Besides, don't think of taking action. We still have someone here. If anything happens to us, he will report to the police immediately." The proprietress spread her hands and said.

Threatening, plus talking about her own back-up plan, the proprietress believed that the other party would not remain indifferent.

After all, in this day and age, although Shengxian is playing it safe, the meat that is delivered to your mouth still needs to be eaten.

Xu Bai threw down a silver ingot.

The silver fell to the ground and rolled several times.

The room fell into silence.

The proprietress's forehead was bulging with veins: "A silver ingot, are you sending away beggars? When you were making iron beads, you were very generous and didn't even blink."

"Who would carry a lot of money on them?" Xu Bai held the handle of the ghost-head knife and said, "Would you?"

"What do you mean?" The blacksmith next to him spoke in a muffled voice.

"I have a hundred silver ingots, but I buried them in a very secret place. How can I get them if you don't give me time?" Xu Bai raised a finger.

As soon as these words came out, the boss lady and the blacksmith looked at each other.

"Well, we'll give you another day."

Soon, the boss lady spoke.

At this point, she thought Xu Bai couldn't play any tricks.

First, when Xu Bai came in, she made it clear that there was another person cooperating with them. If Xu Bai took action, the matter would be exposed.

This step alone could stop Xu Bai's intention of killing people to silence them.

Second, the two of them were not vegetarians.

If it weren't for the government's wanted order, they would even want to kill people and rob them.

Of course, they wouldn't do that now, because Xu Bai still hid the silver.

"That's good. I'll bring the silver over after one day." Xu Bai nodded and turned to leave.

During the whole process, he didn't say a harsh word, and didn't even refute it.

Things went smoothly and unexpectedly.

"By the way, are you two from the underworld?" Xu Bai suddenly turned around and asked.

The sudden question made the boss lady startled, and she nodded subconsciously.

"That's good, people in the underworld should also have some morality. I will use money to get rid of the disaster." Xu Bai said the last sentence and turned to leave.

The night gradually deepened, and Xu Bai's figure disappeared in the night.

After Xu Bai left, the blacksmith shop fell into silence again.

The boss lady did not speak, as if she was thinking about something.

At this time, the blacksmith spoke first.

"I feel very uneasy. Before he left, the last look in his eyes made me feel like my hair stood on end."

Thinking of that plain look, the blacksmith felt scared.

"But he didn't show resentment, not even anger." The boss lady frowned.

"I remember a saying, emotions are knives, hurting others and hurting oneself, and those who can hide their emotions are the ones who wield the knife." The blacksmith stood up and waved his hand vigorously: "No matter what, after getting the money, you must kill him. As long as you do it cleanly, you won't attract people from the government."

"Before that, follow closely." The boss lady added.

The two men agreed and nodded.

"Even if he is an eighth-rank warrior, you can restrain him with him, especially his hidden weapons." The proprietress lay on the blacksmith with a big smile.

At this time, Xu Bai had returned home.