Jiang Hao smiled, no longer speaking, just looking at the old man in front of him. The old man's face is indeed covered with vicissitudes, a few wrinkles have been like the ship's carved line on the forehead, the skin of the face is also very rough, light from the face, at least more than 50 years old, but Jiang Hao saw the old man's hand is not like the farmer's long-term work as full of old cocoons, and the old man picks vegetables when the steady and powerful, bending but do not feel the difficulty of standing on the ground, the feet seem to stand on the ground.Jiang Hao suddenly asked, “Master Li, how long have you lived in this house?”

“How long have you been here?Ten years later, every day in this vegetable field to water the vegetables, fertilize.We’re going to eat greens at noon today, can you go home and rest?I think you're tired."The old man waved in the direction of the house and motioned for Jiang Hao to return.

Jiang Hao nodded his head and went back to the house.The house is very simple, except for a table, there is no other furniture.The old man's words are doubtful, Jiang Hao thought, how can he live for more than ten years without furniture, how poor, a chair is always needed.Thinking of this, Jiang Hao took out the letter hidden in his arms, opened the envelope, and suddenly wrote: "The goal: Li Woo, age: more than 40 years old, characteristics: the right palm has a long sword wound."

Jiang Hao remembered the old man with the right hand with gloves, at first thought nothing, pick vegetables, perhaps his hands and face, wearing gloves can be more convenient, but now Jiang Hao feel that the old man with gloves is just afraid that others see his right palm, the old man in front of him is likely to be the target of this time.However, Jiang Hao is still a little uncertain, because if the old man wants to hide the sword wound in his hand, why the name will not change?A lot of the information is contradictory, Jiang Hao decided to look at it again, so he put the envelope in his arms and hid it.

The old man came back, holding a large handful of green vegetables in his hands, and was laughing at Jiang Hao.Jiang Hao looked up a little embarrassed to look at the old man in front of him, he did not know whether the old man saw him in the letter, before the envelope also saw the old man in the kitchen, how I waited until I read the letter to see the old man standing in front of the eyes, see the letter before and after the total is not more than three minutes, the sudden change let Jiang Hao a little helpless, he is not afraid, he is only sure that the old man in front of the old man is the target, if it is determined that it is the envelope in front of Li.Jiang Hao tried to calm himself down, slightly closed his eyes, and then smiled at the old man.

"Let's get some rest, I'll cook."The old man did not care about Jiang Hao, went to the kitchen, said it was the kitchen, in fact, it is a vacant space surrounded by some branches, there is not even a top, there is a pot in the middle of the open space, who will believe that he has lived here for more than ten years.

Soon, the green vegetables were fried, and the old man put the green vegetables on the table where Jiang Hao was sitting.Jiang Hao saw that the old man had not taken the gloves of his right hand all the time.Put down the dishes in his hand, and the old man went into the small black room where Jiang Hao was lying just now, and took out an altar of wine.Jiang Hao felt a little funny in his heart, eat green vegetables to drink what wine, although Jiang Hao was very poor from a young age, but he was either just drinking, or he still wanted to eat meat when he drank, eating green vegetables, what was the taste of drinking?It always feels awkward.The old man opened the bar, and a mellow and sweet smell immediately filled it, not to mention the good bamboo leaves.Jiang Hao felt that the old man in front of him was too strange, and every behavior revealed that it was unusual, and Jiang Hao decided to try it.

Jiang Hao reached out to pick up the old man's gloves.

The old man avoided, looked at Jiang Hao suspiciously, and asked, “The young man wants to see my hand?”

"Yes, I think the master's hand is very strange, why do you always carry gloves?"Jiang Hao said frankly.

"My hands are so ugly that I'm scared of people, so I wear gloves except to sleep at night."The old man explained.

“Where else can my hands go ugly, except for the rough skin?”Jiang Hao still has to look.

“If you have one of your five fingers missing, you say you’re ugly.”The old man’s face showed a color of pain and fear.

For this reason, Jiang Hao was not so hard to be reluctant, so he had to say in a roundabout: "We drink the bar."

The old man used his left hand to lift the wine to Jiang Hao pour wine, the left hand does not know whether it is because of insufficient strength, or because it is not skilled, the wine sprinkled a lot, Jiang Hao took the opportunity to seize the old man's left hand, mouth said: "wine is very precious, wasted pity."With the dark strength of his hand, Jiang Hao felt that the old man's left hand was indeed weak and weak, and the wine spilled did not look like it was pretending, so he let go of the old man's left hand.

The two of them drank the green vegetables.

After drinking a few bowls, the old man's old face was red and faint, and he looked a little drunk.

Suddenly the old man asked Jiang Hao, “Do you know why I brought you here?”

Jiang Hao shook his head, looked at the old man, and waited for his answer.

"Because I saw you defeat Du Ping at the Great Congress of the Sword."The old man gave Jiang Hao a thumbs up, his right hand wearing gloves.

Jiang Hao looked at this right hand with gloves, and there was no less detail on his thumb.

Jiang Hao smiled and said modestly, "Maybe he let me."

"That is impossible, who will give up to others in such a place, who wants to overcome others at the Sword Congress, and have not heard that it will be deliberately given to others."The old man seemed to believe that Jiang Hao was a swordsman with superb swordsmanship.

Jiang Hao no longer argue, in fact, he also believes that it is not Du Jun let him, perhaps Du Jun was playing three games, tired, so it will move slower, physical strength is somewhat out of hand.

"I want to ask the young man to help me do something."The old man continued to say.

Jiang Hao's hearing was a little strange, even the name became a young man, and he did not know what medicine he was selling in his gourd, saying: "The young man did not dare to be, the master might as well say."

"I want to ask the young man to protect me, because I found someone to kill me."The old man spoke plainly.

This made Jiang Hao startled, did not expect the old man to say so, Jiang Hao heard others call himself a young man a little uncomfortable, because he was obviously a killer, his face or silent, asked: "I don't know who wants to kill you?"Who did you offend again?”

"You're going to kill me, but why you killed me, I don't know. Maybe someone paid for me."The old man stared straight at Jiang Hao, speaking in no uncertain terms.

“How do you know?”Jiang Hao did not want to argue.

"I've seen your envelope."The old man was direct.

“Is that the one you’re going to kill?”Jiang Hao asked the old man.

“Yes, but you don’t want to kill me?”The old man laughed.

“I don’t want to kill you, why do you say that?”Jiang Hao did not understand what the old man said.

"Because if you wanted to kill me, you'd have done it a long time ago."The old man still laughed.

"That's because I'm not sure you're the Li Woo, but now you admit it to yourself, you're the Li Woo I'm going to kill, and I won't hesitate."Jiang Hao didn’t want to tell a lie.

“You’re not going to kill me!”The old man said confidently.

“Why?There is nothing more important to our killer than killing the target.”Jiang Hao admits that he is a killer.

"Because if he gives out a hundred and two silver coins to kill me, I will give you a hundred and two golds so that you don't kill me, and the value of gold is not only ten times that of silver, and you will not miscalcse the money."The old man continued to eat food, no longer looking at Jiang Hao, it seems that Jiang Hao really did not kill him.

But he was wrong, Jiang Hao is not the kind of person who covets money and gives up his goal, even if the old man has two golds, he will still kill him, because he promised to pursue the court of life, promised to do things must be done, unless he died.Not for money, just for the heart of the calm, even if it is a killer, but also to be worthy of that promise, although the promise is not a glorious thing, just killing.

Jiang Hao touched his back and tried to pull out his sword, only to find that he was wrong this time, the sword on his back was gone, and he actually threatened to kill others, which was not a joke.This is not a joke, even with a fist, Jiang Hao can not stop.

Jiang Hao clenched his fist, ready to concentrate on the whole body of the real force to the fist, a punch on his nose, but Jiang Hao found that he could not mention the real air, the real force on his body was like air, and he could not feel it at all, and he could not gather.Jiang Hao only found out at this moment how big the mistake he made, really hateful, Jiang Hao angry to bite his teeth, punched on the table, but the table did not hurt, his fist was very painful, the most painful is not the fist, is his heart, he felt a vertigo, and heartache, just joined the pursuit of the hall, the first shot, strictly said not shot, actually failed.

Jiang Hao closed his eyes, and his heart slowly calmed down.But by the time he opened his eyes again, the old man was no longer known.

Jiang Hao sat on the ground, hating himself was really useless, so easily recognized by others, but also was leaked from the true force.Jiang Hao is now like a person who has not learned martial arts at all, in fact, he has not learned, sword art is just a little bit of nonsense, learning a little west, the most useful is in the secret appearance of the royal sword mountain.

Thinking of this, Jiang Hao felt more comfortable in his heart, in fact, he had nothing, now there is nothing, what is worth sad, Jiang Hao stood up, now he wants to find his own sword.How can a swordsman be without a sword, the sword is in the people, the sword dies, this is the realm that Jiang Hao has worshipped since childhood, and he can't imagine that he has really lost the sword now, and fate is really a joke.