Speaking of being on the run, Zhou Yi has long been a top expert in the martial arts world, but this time he is near Suzhou, the very heart of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, which makes him quite distressed.
Therefore, it is undoubtedly not feasible to just rush in and act recklessly. At this time, some strategies and cleverness are needed, such as deceiving the sky and the sea, besieging Wei to save Zhao, making a feint to the east and attacking in the west, sneaking through Chencang, alerting the snake by striking the grass, luring the tiger away from the mountain, etc. All of these thirty-six strategies of mobilizing the enemy and attacking the weak can be used, which is much better than blindly confronting the millions of Xiaoxiang Pavilion gang members in the entire Jiangnan region.
At this moment, Zhou Yi and the other two had been away from Suzhou for several hours.
It was getting dark. Because he expected that the enemy's forces would quickly search the north to prevent Zhou Yi from escaping from Xiaoxiang Pavilion's sphere of influence, Zhou Yi did not directly carry them on his back, but went the other way, turning southwest. At this moment, he had already left Suzhou. Although he was still within the scope of Jingxiang Road, it was enough to greatly weaken the influence of Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
At this moment, Zhou Yi and the other two were in an abandoned ancient temple in the barren mountains.
It is unknown when this ancient temple was built, and it is even more unknown when it was abandoned. Judging from the appearance of the temple, even when it was intact, it was probably not very popular. The dilapidated Buddha statue in the temple, which was not sure whether it was a Vajra or a Bodhisattva, was not a clay sculpture, nor a golden statue. It was just hastily carved out of wood. After so many years, its original appearance can no longer be seen.
"Miss Murong, I am completely confused about the current situation of Xiaoxiang Pavilion and the Jiangnan area. In your opinion, what should we do next?" Zhou Yi used his internal energy to light a bonfire with one hand, and asked Murong Yanran who was standing beside him.
"Eh?" Murong Yanran seemed a little surprised by Zhou Yi's question. "Are you asking for my opinion?"
"Of course," Zhou Yi nodded affirmatively, and said, "Miss Murong is the apple of Xiaoxiang Pavilion's eye. She should know something about how Xiaoxiang Pavilion operates and the division of power in various places, right? I wonder if you can give me some pointers behind my back?"
"Well, that's true." After hearing Zhou Yi's words, the girl nodded slightly, and then narrowed her eyes slightly as if in deep thought. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly with the movement of her eyelids, and under the reflection of the firelight, her lively eyes seemed to be able to speak. It was just a trivial movement, but it revealed a breathtaking beauty.
Qin Ge suddenly interrupted and said, "According to the information I learned in Heluo Central Plains, since Tiandao Song Wen received the full support of Dali Duan's family to rebuild Songjia Mountain City, Xiaoxiang Pavilion has stationed troops in the southwest. The strength of this place should not be underestimated!"
"That's right!" After thinking for a few breaths, Murong Yanran spoke again: "My brother has always looked down on all the heroes in the world, but he has a different eye for Song Wen and attaches great importance to him. The garrison in the southwest should not be underestimated. If we want to go out from the southwest and enter the territory of Songjia Mountain City, I'm afraid there will be many difficulties!"
"Oh? Really?"
The garrison of Xiaoxiang Pavilion in the southwest is very strong. Upon hearing this extremely bad news, Zhou Yi's face did not show any frustration. Instead, he raised an eyebrow very subtly.
At this time, Qin Ge couldn't help but frowned and said, "Once Murong Chunqiu dies, Xiaoxiang Pavilion will do its best to seek revenge. They will definitely set up many checkpoints and deploy heavy defenses. I'm afraid it won't be that easy for us to sneak through!"
"Yes!" Murong Yanran nodded, and the atmosphere in the dilapidated temple unconsciously became quiet.
"Well, well... I don't think you two need to worry." Zhou Yi stretched out his index finger and shook it twice, saying with a hint of amusement, "I never thought of hiding it from their eyes and ears!"
"Ah? What do you mean?" Hearing Zhou Yi's answer, Murong Yanran couldn't help but frowned slightly, and then as if she thought of something, she covered her mouth with her hand in surprise, "Eh? Could it be that... ?!"
"Yeah!" Zhou Yi spread his hands and smiled: "I don't like sneaking around, so why don't we just do it openly?"
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A bamboo raft made of green bamboo emerged from the fog, like a piece of jade floating out of a white gauze curtain, drifting on the ribbon-like river.
There were three people sitting on the bamboo raft, one was dancing with a sword, one was playing the piano, and the other was sitting quietly aside.
Sandalwood rose in the rain and mist, and was extinguished by the rain and mist. Murong Yanran sat cross-legged beside the zither, plucking the strings with both hands. Qin Ge stood aside, with light steps, waving his long sword in the air, and the Jiushao Dingyin Sword produced a heart-moving melody in coordination with the sound of the zither.
For the first time, the sound of the piano was no longer elegant. It was like pearls falling to the ground, filled with an indescribable sense of violence and murderousness, which made people feel uncomfortable at the first listen.
A man stood in front of the zither, with a strange smile on his face. He was not tall, but he was too cold and too scary. Before he arrived, the murderous aura had already filled the entire river.
"Brother Qianbei, have you really made up your mind?" Murong Yanran stood up.
Zhou Yi cupped his hands: "I know my limits, please trust me, Fairy!"
Murong Yanran put away her zither, stood up, and went ashore. The bamboo raft continued to drift towards the entrance of the Taihang Canal.
From a distance, the bearded man saw this strange bamboo raft.
The news of Murong Chunqiu's death had already spread, and players passing through the entire Xiaoxiang Pavilion had long been informed that they were not allowed to pass without a token.
There have been people who have forced their way in before, but none of them were as bad as the man doing this, because riding a bamboo raft directly into the canal had a subtle sense of provocation.
"The man on the bamboo raft, stop." The bearded man called a group of brothers to come forward, and they threw out flying claws, hooking the bamboo raft to the shore.
"Are you deaf? Don't you hear me calling you?" the bearded man roared.
Zhou Yi and Qin Ge stepped ashore coldly, neither moving nor speaking.
The bearded man said, "Xiaoxiang Pavilion has been closed to traffic. If you don't have a pass, please hurry up..."
Zhou Yi interrupted him coldly: "I know."
The bearded man angrily asked, "If you knew that, why did you force your way in?"
Zhou Yi suddenly flashed an unconcealable smile on his face, and said word by word, almost with a mocking tone: "Because I just can't get drunk even if I drink a thousand cups!"
Before he could even say "no", Zhou Yi's palm had already hit the bearded man's head. Everyone heard a terrible sound, the sound of bones breaking. Zhou Yi let go again, and the bearded man's body fell limply to the ground.
When the Xiaoxiang Pavilion gang members around the checkpoint saw this, they immediately saw countless swords and sabers coming towards Zhou Yi.
Qin Ge beside him was not willing to lag behind, and in an instant, a dragon roar sounded.
The Jiushao Dingyin Sword began to vibrate on Qin Ge's hand. At first, the whistling sound seemed to be there and not there, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a sword whistling that was as elusive and ethereal as a dragon flying across the sky and diving into the deep sea.
The Xiaoxiang Pavilion gang members who were weak in internal strength beside him were immediately shocked as if by lightning, and flew away with a huge shock. (To be continued)