As the saying goes, tomorrow or the accident, I don’t know which one will come first.

If you have a good sleep in your room on a snowy night, then go downstairs, have breakfast, and listen to the latest gossip, and someone will come to strike up a conversation with you, even if the person you strike up a conversation with is a bit too talkative, at least you will

You are happy, but the other person fell to the ground and died after disagreeing with you. So what would you think at this time?

Is the world too dangerous?

It's vulgar to think like this. Lou Jinchen's first thought was: "Is it a case of porcelain?"

Lou Jinchen felt that his life was disappearing rapidly. His eyes saw an extreme coldness spreading in the other person's body. In just a blink of an eye, his body was covered with white frost.

Of course, it is impossible for anyone to risk their lives.

Unless you make a mistake and look at the wrong person, or use too much force and get under the wheel.

"Bang bang bang!"

One after another, the stools fell to the ground. The people sitting next to them got up and backed away in panic, knocking over the stools, and some people also fell to the ground.

Everyone dispersed with Lou Jinchen and the old man as the center, and then people outside quickly gathered around. From above, it looked like a flower of people suddenly blooming.

The noodles haven't been delivered yet, and I'm afraid they won't come again.

Lou Jinchen picked up the bowl of strange and unpalatable 'mush' on the table and took a sip, but his mind was spinning rapidly.

This 'old gentleman' is obviously not an ordinary monk. He seems to have the ability to see the sky, or he knows something, or something is about to happen, and he is in it.

The person being targeted.

Therefore, he has always hidden his 'identity'. The reason why Lou Jinchen thought that he would hide his 'identity' was because before he spoke to him, he sat at the same table with him and did not notice him, as if he had ignored him.

.

It wasn't until I had a few conversations with him that I suddenly realized that the person in front of me was not a simple person.

The other party was obviously hidden among the many people waiting to cross the river, so why was he exposed after meeting him?

Is it because I couldn’t hide it in the first place, so after seeing myself, I realized that I was extraordinary and wanted to drag myself into the water?

To this day, he will never underestimate himself. He has traveled so many roads and it is clear that his ability is first-rate even when he cannot become a god.

If the other party is in a desperate situation and sees a person like him, and wants to drag him into it with the intention of breaking the situation, that is perfectly normal.

So why did he suddenly die when he was fine? How did he leak his energy?

A possibility suddenly occurred to him.

Because just now he discovered that the other party was not simple, so he couldn't help but look at the other party carefully.

"Could it be that I took a look and saw through his hiding, so his energy leaked out? Impossible!"

Since Lou Jinchen returned to Huoling Temple, he has actually stopped wearing blindfolds because he feels that he can control his eyes and no longer needs to worry about inadvertently hurting some ordinary people.

However, when he realized that the other person was not simple just now, he did stare at the other person.

He knows that there are roughly two types of hiding techniques. One is to hide your body so that people cannot see or smell it. The other is to walk by you clearly in front of you and you can see and talk to him.

But he didn't care at all who he was, and even if he had spoken to him, he had forgotten it in an instant.

If this is true, it would be a big misunderstanding, but everything has passed and cannot be confirmed.

However, his killer is the real murderer.

He lowered his head and took another sip, feeling the gazes around him seriously. He had never been so serious before.

There was fear, doubt, and scrutiny in these eyes. Lou Jinchen sat peacefully among the many eyes.

There was buzzing around, but I couldn't clearly hear who was speaking a complete sentence loudly.

The waiter was holding a bowl of noodles and didn't dare to go in. The shopkeeper saw all this, walked over, reached out to take the noodles, then squeezed through the crowd, brought it to Lou Jinchen and said: "Sir, your noodles

coming."

Lou Jinchen thought that the noodles would not be served again, but they were served anyway.

"The shopkeeper still dares to serve me noodles at this time. Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?" Lou Jinchen said.

"The guest officer just shared a table with him, but he died in my shop. The shop is in trouble no matter what," the shopkeeper said helplessly.

"The shopkeeper is a sober man. Can the shopkeeper tell me the name of this old gentleman?" Lou Jinchen asked.

The shopkeeper turned back and glanced at the man on the ground who had already formed a layer of hoarfrost. He shook his head and said, "I don't have any impression of this man. I don't even know if he lives in the shop."

He was talking not only to Lou Jinchen, but also to other people.

At this moment, a voice said: "This person is Han Shouyuan, an alchemist from the Imperial Prefect's Office. He is good at observing people's fortunes and hiding his traces."

Lou Jinchen looked up upstairs. There was a young man in black holding a folding fan and shaking it gently. There was a painting on his folding fan, which showed a scene of human houses in the night sky.

Thousands of lights are shining brightly.

Lou Jinchen's heart moved, and he stared at him again, trying to see him clearly, but the other party seemed to have realized it. He blocked half of his face with his fan and said, "Brother, your eyes look at people like this.

How rude."

"Sorry." Of course Lou Jinchen knew that it was not good for him to observe others rashly with his own eyes, so he continued: "Then, do you know who killed him?"

"I don't know the murderer. If you want to know, you can find it yourself." The young man in black said.

"This is your place, don't you know it?" Lou Jinchen said. Although he did not use his eyes to see the other person's reality, he could guess from the other person's exposed aura that this was a city god.

The face of the young man in black changed slightly. From Lou Jinchen's words, he knew that the other party already knew his identity.

"This heavy snow has blocked not only pedestrians," said the young man in black.

Lou Jinchen immediately understood what he meant. He was not only able to seal off ordinary people, but also monks. He could even seal off the local city god. Then this enemy was not an easy one.

Moreover, the city god just pointed out that the deceased person's name was Han Shouyuan, and he was from the Imperial Preceptor's Office. So if someone dared to attack someone from the Imperial Prefect's Office a hundred miles away from the capital of Qian Kingdom, then this enemy must be terrifying.

Judging from Han Shouyuan's behavior, he seemed to be aware of it, but he did not hide it after all.

"Is it so serious?" It's not that Lou Jinchen didn't believe it, but that he didn't have any real feelings because he didn't experience it.

Their conversation annoyed some people.

Someone said dissatisfiedly: "What are you talking about? It's just snow. The reason why I stay here is just to wait for my friends, but you are here to say this. Who are you trying to scare?"

After saying that, he turned around and opened the door. A gust of wind and snow immediately rushed in. He picked up his baggage and strode into the wind and snow.

At this time, a man wearing Chaoxuan black soft armor with a silver emblem on his chest and a white turtleneck under his shirt walked into the crowd. He came to the corpse, holding a snow-white handkerchief in his hand.

Covering your mouth and nose, you squatted down, pulled out a gorgeous dagger from your arms, and used it to poke the other person's eyes.

No one stopped him, because from his clothes, he was definitely a police officer with a silver medal.

The moment the dagger in his hand touched his eyelids, a layer of frost had already formed on it, and it quickly spread to his hand.

He immediately retracted his dagger, but the eyelid he had opened did not close. His eyes were no longer black, but looked like ice-blue snowflakes.

A chill quickly surged in the inn, and Shi Wuxie's eyes turned frosty as he looked into them. The handkerchief in his hand fell down, accurately covering the corpse's eyes.

At this time, the frost and snow in his eyes quickly faded away, and his face became solemn.

After being covered by the handkerchief, the coldness seemed to be sealed. Lou Jinchen looked closely at the handkerchief and saw that there were mysterious silver patterns on it, and it was emitting a mysterious light.

"The murderer is the God of Winter." Shi Wuxie stood up, his voice was not loud, but he had an undoubted momentum.

Lou Jinchen had never heard of the God of Winter, but the face of the young City God changed.

After hearing that it was the God of Winter who had killed someone, some people immediately left the inn and walked into the wind and snow, seemingly no longer afraid.

Looking at everyone's faces and behaviors, Lou Jinchen immediately understood that the God of Winter must be very famous in the north, and could even be said to be a household name. As for whether this reputation is good or bad, Lou Jinchen knew it without thinking.

The prestige of the gods, like order, must require countless stacks of lives to build.

Shi Wuxie did not look at the other people, but looked at Lou Jinchen and said, "Welcome to the capital. I hope you can have a pleasant stay."

Lou Jinchen raised his eyebrows. This neat and clean silver medal shop seemed to recognize him.

Then there is only one possibility. He is from Jiangzhou, and it is more likely that he has been to Swimming City.

He had heard that a group of armored soldiers from Jiangzhou arrived at Swimming City at that time, so the person leading them might be the person in front of him.

"It turns out it was Shi Baotou who was disrespectful and disrespectful." Lou Jinchen stood up and said with clasped fists.

"It's not easy to live in the capital. I know you, Lou Jinchen, have a reputation for being chivalrous and heroic, but here, I hope you can restrain yourself. I don't want to see someone who finally came out of Jiangzhou end up here." Shi Wuxie said as if.

He pointedly warned Lou Jinchen.

Lou Jinchen said with a smile: "Thank you very much for Shi Batou's kindness, but Shi Batou may have misunderstood me. Lou usually has no choice but to watch the mountains, rivers, wind and moon, and read poems. Apart from that, he rarely goes out."

"Shi has also heard of your poems. Poems express aspirations. Shi has also heard of your poem 'Ten years of sharpening a sword, but the frost blade has never been tested. Today, I am not the king, who will have any injustice?'"

." Shi Wuxie said pointedly.

Lou Jinchen sighed in his heart. A poem was regarded as revealing his personality, which made him feel that everyone's misunderstanding about him had deepened.

"Everyone, please disperse. In three days, the wind and snow will disperse." Shi Wuxie said loudly, and everyone present slowly dispersed. Shi Wuxie called for someone to come and carry the body away.

Lou Jinchen sat there, eating some cold noodles and watching all this.

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