"Important mission?"

Ni Kun was slightly stunned, always feeling that Manager Zhou’s tone and expression were a bit strange, and hesitated:

"Since it is an important task, is it appropriate to give it to me? I have only been in the gang for a month and I don't know how to do martial arts. Isn't it a powerful disciple, right?"

Manager Zhou waved his hand and said with a smile:

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand martial arts. This mission does not require fighting, killing and killing."

Ni Kunqi said: "What is that mission?"

"Anyway, it's a good thing, and it will never harm you. Don't you want to learn martial arts? If you do this task well, you can get the best martial arts at your fingertips. You may even reach the top in one step and work less for twenty years.

"At that time, I, Lao Zhou, may I have to rely on your breath. Please take care of you. Hey, if I were not a little older and rougher, I would have taken this task by myself. It's really not your turn..."

While talking, Manager Zhou pulled his sleeve and pulled him away:

"Okay, don't talk about it. Come with me, let's change into a better outfit first..."

First praise my appearance, and then ask me to change my clothes?

Ni Kun felt a little bad, and wanted to struggle, but although Manager Zhou was just as good at martial arts, he could not get close to him even though he was a little strong man. A weak boy like Ni Kun even pinched his hand.

And with the current situation, it is not so bad that it requires a life-threatening effort.

So when Ni Kun saw that he could not break free, he had to follow Manager Zhou for the time being, intending to act according to the opportunity.

If someone really wants to ruin my innocence, then I, Ni Kun, will never be left to slaughter!

After half an hour.

Ni Kun was wearing a big white silk pleated dress, a jade leather belt, and a black veil hat. He was dressed like a scholar. He was carried a small package containing his personal belongings by Manager Zhou to the flower hall of the Dalongtou Mansion and came to a tall middle-aged man with a cold eyes.

Ni Kun originally thought that this middle-aged man was Qian Duguan, but unexpectedly, Manager Zhou called him "Deacon Lin":

"Deacon Lin, I brought it. This is Ni Kun, sixteen years old, a man from Jingling. His family was killed by soldiers and bandits. He was the only one who left him to Xiangyang. Do you think he can do it?"

Deacon Lin looked at Ni Kun with a cold look. Seeing that although he was tight, his lips were tightly pursed, his eyes were solemn, and he seemed a little solemn, but his body was tall and fair-skinned, and his appearance was handsome. The most important thing was that his body was fresh and there was no trace of turbid air stained with wine. He couldn't help but nod:

"This guy is good. Let's wait here."

"It's good if Deacon Lin is satisfied." Manager Zhou smiled flatteringly, bowed to Deacon Lin, gave Ni Kun another wink, and then left the flower hall.

Ni Kun originally thought that Deacon Lin was Qian Dalongtou's confidant, and he would take him to see Qian Duguan next.

But unexpectedly, after Manager Zhou left, Deacon Lin continued to stay in the flower hall, and without talking to Ni Kun, he savored the tea slowly, which made Ni Kun confused and didn't know whether he should continue to be nervous.

After waiting for a while, another manager brought a 16 or 17-year-old boy in white into the flower hall.

The young man was also a handsome man, with a nervous expression and a little expectation. The manager who brought him in smiled and bowed to Deacon Lin:

"Deacon Lin, this is Hong Zhen, seventeen years old, a native of Xiangyang, with a clean net worth and alertness. Do you think he is successful?"

Deacon Lin looked up and down at Hong Zhen and nodded slightly: "Shangke, come and wait."

A hint of joy flashed in Hong Zhen's eyes, bowed to Deacon Lin to the ground, quickly walked to Ni Kun, glanced at Ni Kun, curled his lips, his chin was facing the sky, and his eyes were filled with hostility.

Ni Kun was funny and thought to himself that this guy also listened to the saying "As soon as you reach the sky, you will struggle for twenty years less" and regarded me as his competitor?

He knew the details of Qian Duguan and knew very well that in the Han River Sect, there would never be a good thing in the so-called "one step to the sky and less struggle for twenty years". Especially when choosing people and picking up beautiful young men, the truth about this so-called "important task" is very doubtful.

After waiting in the flower hall for a while, two more managers came one after another, and two handsome boys, both of whom were sixteen or seventeen years old. After passing the "acceptance" of Deacon Na Lin, they stayed in the flower hall.

Afterwards, Deacon Lin said lightly to Ni Kun and four other teenagers: "Follow me."

After saying that, he walked out of the flower hall with his hands on his back.

Hong Zhen and the other two boys did not hesitate and followed Deacon Lin and walked away.

Ni Kun hesitated and asked, "Dagain, where are we going?"

Deacon Lin didn't look back and said lightly: "Don't ask too much, just follow me."

Although Ni Kun was relied on his own, he did not know how to do martial arts. Faced with the general situation, he had no power to resist. Before the matter was serious enough to require a life-threatening fight, he had to follow a few people out of the flower hall with full of suspicion.

After leaving the flower hall, he did not go to see Da Longtou Qian Duguan. Instead, he went out of the Longtou Mansion from the side door and got into a carriage.

Ni Kun and the other four were sitting in the car, and Deacon Lin drove the car in person. Beside the car, two big men wearing Hanshui style blue clothes and trotted and escorted the carriage.

The carriage went straight to the city gate, and after leaving the city, he rushed to a wharf on the bank of the Han River. Deacon Lin took Ni Kun and the other four onto a large ship and took them to the cabin.

After entering the cabin, Ni Kun glanced up and saw that there were several handsome young men like the four of them in the cabin. He couldn't help but feel moved:

"What's the situation? Does the Yingui Sect recruit core disciples?"

Of course, the Yingui Sect of the Demon Sect is not all women, but also many male disciples.

Moreover, the core disciples of the Yingui Sect have high requirements for appearance, both men and women. As long as they can enter the core level, they are basically handsome men and beautiful women.

At present, this handsome young man in the cabin is only in appearance and posture, which undoubtedly meets the requirements of the core disciples of the Yingui Sect.

But the question is, are you getting older?

Unless it is a martial art like "Bei Ming Divine Art" that can be obtained without effort, the best martial arts have extremely high requirements for the foundation and must lay the foundation from an early age.

The boys on the ship all looked like they were sixteen or seventeen years old, and they were already past the age of laying the foundation. How could they practice the superior martial arts of the Demon Sect?

Furthermore, Deacon Lin did not pinch the bones and take the pulse for Ni Kun and the other two to test their root and bone qualifications.

Just glance at me and see that my appearance meets the standards, I will pass it.

But how can you tell the qualifications of the root bones at a glance?

If you don’t have the qualifications of root and bone, how can you practice superior martial arts?

Ni Kun was full of suspicion.

But there were a few people like Deacon Lin on the boat, all of whom were cold-mouthed and it was hard to deal with at first glance.

The other teenagers were just nervous and expectant, and they were still hostile to each other. They obviously knew nothing about the inside story. They really thought that this trip was to "get up to the sky in one step and struggle for twenty years less", and regarded everyone else as competitors.

"Forget it, even if there is something strange, I can handle it. It doesn't matter if I think about everything and waste my energy here."

As soon as he thought of this, Ni Kun held the package and sat on the stool, leaned against the cabin, closed his eyes and rested.

Soon after, the big ship left the dock and went down the Han River, sailed until late at night, and stopped on a wild dock.

Deacon Lin and others urged the teenagers to get off the boat, and then took them onto two carriages respectively.

The carriage was swaying and moving. The two Deacon Lin and the others who were escorting the carriage outside the car did not say a word, nor did they rush on torches, but just rushed silently in the hazy starlight.

For a moment, only the sound of horse hooves and the sound of wheels rolling were heard.

It was late at night, and the car windows were sealed with thick black cloth. The carriage was covered with dark eyes and no one could speak. The rhythm of the carriage was drowsy. The sound of the horse hooves and the sound of the wheels were even more like lullaby. Before I knew it, Ni Kun had already fallen asleep in the carriage.

After waking up, the carriage was still wandering forward. The light in the carriage was a little brighter, and it seemed that it was already daytime.

A young man near the car door tried to lift the curtain and looked at the situation outside. As soon as his hand touched the curtain, he groaned and retracted his hand like an electric shock. He didn't know what was injured. His whole hand trembled uncontrollably. After a while, he stopped.

Then Deacon Lin's cold voice came into the carriage:

"Stay honestly, don't spy. If there is another time, hey..."

Deacon Lin did not say what happened next time, but the outcome was obviously not very good.

Now no one dared to do any tests anymore. The boys who were in the same car as Ni Kun sat honestly without saying a word.

After a while, the light in the carriage dimmed again and became darker, and the carriage finally stopped.

Until this time, someone said coldly:

"I'll come down."
Chapter completed!