When Qian Shuhua woke up, it was already a branch on the moon.
Ye Que was the only person left on the opposite side of the wine table.
Qian Shuhua shook his head, feeling a burst of pain, and it took him a long time to recover, "Where's my brother?"
Opening his eyes and looking at Qian Shuhua, Ye Que said, "I went out to do some errands, so I didn't take you home because I was afraid of waking you up. Let me wait here."
"You bastard, just leave your own sister behind like this, aren't you afraid of being eaten tofu?" Qian Shuhua said while pulling his clothes seriously, and then glared at Ye Que.
"Don't look, no one touches you, isn't this your restaurant?" Ye Que rolled his eyes.
"It's good to know." Qian Shuhua snorted, stood up and was about to leave, but staggered after taking two steps.
Ye Que saw it, not only didn't step forward to help, but also took a step back, "I can't go, so I'll call the sedan chair to carry you back as soon as possible, I don't know how to feel sorry for you, if you fall, you will be responsible."
"I can walk as I like, you can take care of it, if you don't come up, just leave the relationship, I will remember what I said about me in the afternoon, who is the joke."
Qian Shuhua pouted and said angrily, "How could my brother know such a hooligan as you?"
The 'Renzuiqu' restaurant is located in the north of Luoyang City. It takes four streets to go back to Qian's Mansion. If you are not in a hurry, you can even walk for an hour.
Ye Que and Qian Shuhua got out of the crowd, turned a corner and went to Yongle Street. Yongle Street, which connects the north and the south of the city, is flanked by Yeshifang. From daytime to late night, it is full of small stalls and hawkers and all kinds of people walking around the streets. It seems that there will never be a moment of peace here, so it is called Yongle.
Noisy, quarreling, playing, yelling, squabbling, the sound hits my ears.
Qian Shuhua's body was swaying, and it was obvious that he hadn't sobered up. From time to time, people on both sides of the road called "Miss", and along the way, it could be seen that the business of Qian's mansion was almost all over Luoyang.
Naturally, no one pays money for calligraphy and painting ideas, unless they are impatient.
But as the saying goes, when the moon is dark and the wind is high to kill people, black hands are hidden in the downtown.
In the shadow of a row of dilapidated signboards, a group of people stood quietly, their felt hats were pressed down so low that they almost covered their cheeks, only their mouths and noses were exposed.
The eyes of this group of people have never left Ye Que's throat since he appeared, and Ye Que, as always, kept his eyes fixed and walked with his hands behind his back.
The moonlight came out of the dark clouds, illuminating the night a bit. Tonight, no wind, no rain, bright stars.
After a long silence, the crowd wearing felt hats seemed to be sure that only Ye Que and Qian Shuhua were the only two people. The sharp blade slowly unsheathed.
On a stone bridge not far away, three young men in white clothes held swords and looked into the distance.
The person standing on one side is Zhuo Bufan from Shushan.
"Junior Brother Zhuo, is that person the one who escaped after sealing your spiritual acupoint?" the leader boy asked in a deep voice.
"I underestimated the enemy. In terms of cultivation, he is far inferior to me." Zhuo Bufan said coldly, with confusion and unwillingness in his tone. He was a genius of Shushan, at least among the younger generation of disciples of Shushan. The first thirty, how could they be successfully attacked by an unknown pawn.
Zhuo Bufan kept telling himself that on the dragon boat that day, Ye Que was able to complete the spirit sealing technique only because he underestimated the enemy and Ye Que made a sneak attack.
"If you lose, you lose. You have to know how to advance and retreat." The leader of the youth nodded Zhuo Bufan's words lightly.
"Teach me, brother." Maybe Zhuo Bufan can be presumptuous to other people, but the person in front of him can't, because he ranks ninth among the younger generation in Shushan, because his name is Chen Qing.
After thinking about it, Zhuo Bufan softly introduced Ye Que's situation, "This man's name is Ye Que, and he is the illegitimate son of the general's mansion. He came to Luoyang a few days ago and was on a dragon boat. It can be seen that he is good at personal combat and also good at Yu Jian kills people, and he also has some heretical secret methods of sealing spirits, although the level is not high, but it is very difficult to deal with."
Looking at Zhuo Bufan, Chen Qing said coldly, "Yesterday on the dragon boat, he obviously sealed your Qiqiao spiritual acupoint, why did you retreat immediately?"
Zhuo Bufan was stunned, "It should be because he was afraid that he would not be able to leave. At that time, there were thirty-six juniors around me. If he killed me, he would not be able to leave anyway."
"wrong!"
Chen Qing said with some disappointment, "You are wrong, it's not that he is afraid that he won't be able to leave, it's that he has no real energy."
After a pause, Chen Qing continued, "I asked the eyewitnesses on the dragon boat, this Ye Que made a total of three shots, and each time the shots were extraordinary, and his moves were fierce, every blow must hit the vital point."
"Could such a person be a kind-hearted and soft-hearted person?" Chen Qing narrowed his eyes, and couldn't help moving his sword, "There is only one possibility, this person's true energy is not enough at all, he should have just entered It's not long innate, and when the internal energy is transformed into true essence, it is very hasty, there is more than enough burst, and the stamina is not enough."
"You were deceived by his appearance."
After Zhuo Bufan heard it, he frowned and thought for a moment, and suddenly realized, "It's because senior brother observed meticulously, Bufan was wrong."
At this moment, Ye Que and Qian Shuhua happened to be walking to the most bustling and bustling area in the center of Yeshifang. stopped.
Zhuo Bufan looked at the distance and then at Chen Qing, "Brother, why did you choose him?"
"Fortunately, when I come to Luoyang in Shushan this time, it is inevitable for me to get that thing. Whether it is in the world of cultivation or in the world, we must prepare in advance. Now, Juejian Villa has already belonged, and the General's Mansion has already expressed, but there is still A lot of people are watching."
"It's very troublesome to talk with each other. Luoyang City has to see blood. Today's Shushan is not a hundred years ago. Shushan's sword can kill demons and people, and it will not be soft."
"It just so happens that the second wife of the General's Mansion doesn't want to see this Ye Que again, so it's okay to send her away. Besides, it's nice to have a group of trash charging forward for us." Chen Qing's hand holding the sword moved again.
The stone bridge where the three people are, and the stream under the bridge, there is no wind and the water is rippling. When Chen Qing moved his sword for the first time, the river fish under the water died. When Chen Qing moved his sword for the second time, the oars of a wooden boat a hundred meters away broke in the middle.
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Ye Que stood in the center of Ye's Square, didn't even turn around, just slightly raised his head to look at the moonlight, "Qian Shuxiao, your old man is really good at pinching and counting, just now, the revenge seeker came, It's really powerful."
"vomit!"
As soon as Qian Shuhua bent down, he vomited, even tears and snot.
Almost accompanied by the sound of vomiting, the felt hat crowd on the eaves drew their knives and slashed at Ye Que, and the leader roared angrily.
"Give back the life of my brother Dao Shishi!"
"kill!"
It turned out to be an old friend and relative of Dao Fourteen of Absolute Sword Villa, who jumped off the dragon boat and survived without seeing anyone dead or dead. This life, in the eyes of many people, seems to be counted on Ye Que's head .
"Qian calligraphy and painting."
"vomit!"
"Ever seen a murder?"
"vomit!"
Ye Que turned around slowly, shaking his clothes, his gentle and indifferent expression just now suddenly became murderous.