Ma Jili stretched out his hand to stop Zhou Fei, who was almost rushing up: "What are you rash, be careful!"
He said, cautiously raising the long sword in his hand, and winking at the others.
The disciples came forward well-trained, spread out and searched the spot for a while while watching and helping each other. Suddenly, someone shouted, "Director Ma!"
Ma Jili took people over to take a look, and saw that the first iron gate of the sentry seemed to be closed, but it was not closed tightly. , In addition to being fatal, the wound is almost unremarkable, and it is impossible to tell which swordsmanship it is.
Ma Jili took a step forward with a sullen face, stretched out his hand to probe the dead man, and said in a low voice, "No resistance, no other injuries, the body is still hot."
If it was in the past, Zhou Fei would definitely not be able to hear what he meant, but after returning from the mountain for half a year, she could understand Ma Jili's implication in the blink of an eye - the murderer was probably her own in the Forty-eight Villages, and she didn't leave. Far.
Could this be... the second civil unrest in Forty-eight Villages
Shocked by the cold dew in the night wind, Li Yan shuddered firmly, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on her back. She couldn't help but take a step back, stepping on a tree branch with a "snap" sound.
Ma Jili was startled by this movement, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and turned to look at Li Yan.
Li Yan took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "Yes... I'm sorry..."
Ma Jili looked at Li Yan and sighed, her expression softened, and then seemed to hesitate for a while, he turned to Zhou Fei and said, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have brought them here, A Fei, I will give you a few people, you bring the guests and Sister, stay away as soon as possible, you can…”
Before he could finish speaking, Li Yan suddenly jumped up like a frightened rabbit and ran to his side.
Except for Wu Chuchu, everyone present was not weak, and immediately heard the cluttered footsteps in the distance.
The crowd immediately became alert, and Ma Jili instinctively protected Li Yan behind him. At this moment, the visitor appeared out of breath and said, "Who is this, who is it? How dare you trespass the forty-eighth Zhai... eh? Director Ma, didn't you go to Jinling, why did you come back so soon?"
As soon as these words came out, Li Yan breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest hard. Although everyone did not put down their guard, they relaxed a little. Only Ma Jili's back was still tense, and the sword was tightly clasped in his hand.
Zhou Fei narrowed her eyes and looked at the young night patrol disciple, and asked softly, "Which sect does this belong to?"
Before the person next to him had time to answer, that person had already run to the front, gave Ma Jili a deep salute, and reported to his family: "Junior Mingfeng three generations of disciples..."
Mingfeng... Mingfeng Tower
For a moment, Zhou Fei thought of the story in Yin Pei's mouth in the Hengshan Secret Road for no reason.
In the blink of an eye, she didn't have time to think about the connection, and instinctively raised Wangchun Mountain, but at this moment, there was a flash of silver in the corner of her eyes, Zhou Fei pushed the person next to her, but no one responded. When he came over, the word "wind" had already been rolled out.
Wang Chunshan's blade collided with something, and a strand of Zhou Fei's long hair scattered around her ears died for no reason. The familiar touch made Zhou Fei know what it was in an instant - a thread!
Ma Jili was shocked: "A Fei can't be reckless..."
Before the word "collision" could be said, Zhou Fei suddenly pressed down the long knife in his hand without warning, and the "wind of ignorance" almost reached the mountain with a knife without turning around. After all, the pulling line was not the kind that was linked to the Stonehenge in the Ximo River, and was bent by her with a knife.
Xie Yun suddenly popped out of his arms a fireworks exactly the same as the one he ignited on Hengshan.
The fireworks swooped into the sky, waking up the quiet moonlight over the Forty-Eight Villages, and the few figures who were hidden on the treetops on both sides and were almost integrated with the vegetation immediately disappeared.
It turned out that they were using one person to attract attention, and the real assassins were already in ambush - no wonder several sentries died silently.
The Wangchun Mountain in Zhou Fei's hands was a little better than the gold-cutting and jade-cutting wire. She just pressed the wire and deformed it. Then, with a soft snort, the two "connectors" rolled down the tree one after another. When he succeeded, Wangchun Mountain slid heavily on the pulling line, and bravely broke into the pulling formation of several Mingfeng killers. The long knife in his hand changed again, this time it was "cut"!
The unfinished lead net was difficult to be sharp, and it shattered under her knife immediately. The lead wire was scattered, and the lead wire was tied in. Li Yan covered her eyes, but it was still too late. I saw two heads fly up.
The snow-breaking knife in Zhou Fei's hand was not yet waning, and it directly pressed against the throat of the Mingfeng disciple who ran to attract attention.
Behind Ma Jili, everyone was stunned by the three swords that rose and fell.
When Zhou Fei was outside, she didn't know why she was so unlucky. She was so embarrassed that she was tossing around among the masters every day, and she had no time to know the progress of her snowbreaker.
At this moment, she couldn't see the horrified expressions of the people behind her. The tip of the knife stuck on the assassin's throat, and she said coldly, "Who ordered you?"
The Mingfeng assassin glanced at her, gave a low "ah", and sighed: "It's actually a snowbreaker, it's life."
Immediately, he turned his eyes away from Zhou Fei's face, and he didn't know where to look at the void behind her with a strange smile. He even bumped forward without warning - it was too late for Zhou Fei to stop, so the assassin was just like that. Slammed into her knife with a smile on her face!
Zhou Fei shivered slightly, and at this moment, a burst of fire that was even more dazzling than the fireworks set off by Xie Yun shot up from the back mountain.
I don't know who said loudly: "Wash the Mojiang! That's the Mojiang!"
Just when the night was getting dark, Li Jinrong, who was out of the house, still did not rest. She was thinking about something, and she was flipping through a book describing the old capital.
Everyone says, "You can't sleep in the first 30 years, but you can't sleep in the next 30 years." Most young people are snooze, and as they get older, they sleep less and less.
Li Jinrong has a big secret. She has suffered from insomnia since she was 18 or 19 years old. In the past 20 years, she has tried to recuperate several times, but it didn't work. Fortunately, she practiced martial arts. A person who is physically strong can't really fall asleep. The big deal is to meditate and adjust the breath until dawn, and the next day will not delay the business.
At this time, Li Jinrong had already taken people away from Shu, and along the way, he had inevitably heard about the "great achievements" of Zhou Fei, a new figure in the world. .
Li Jinrong listened to several versions of the legend, and her first reaction was not to wonder how Zhou Fei's snow-breaking knife, which she bought and sold now, fooled people - it was the reason why Zhou Fei was not by Mrs. Wang's side. of.
Zhou Fei is not Li Yan, she has been more quiet since she was a child, she can't do things like running around for no reason.
So what happened to keep her out of the sight of her elders
Especially the story in Huarong City, the legends of various versions are more hype than the other.
Here, it doesn't matter how Zhou Fei managed to escape from the eyes of the two murdering gods, Greedy Wolf and Lu Cun. Anyway, according to the follow-up story, she escaped very successfully without missing an arm. There are no short legs - but what Li Jinrong can't figure out is, who else in the Central Plains martial arts is worthy of the joint efforts of Qiu Tianji and Shen Tianshu
Some of those mysterious rumors also mentioned General Wu's family.
Although the family members of the traitors are inevitably arrested by the Northern Dynasty, they are nothing more than orphans and widows. It is easy to kill them with just a few soldiers, and it takes two Big Dippers to dispatch... Even Greedy Wolf Star personally
Cao Zhongkun's dog has a big stick bone. Is it okay to come out to digest
Li Jinrong vaguely felt that she might have missed something, but after thinking about it, she found that the whole thing was covered with a thick layer of ominous fog, and she could never grasp the key.
She put aside the travel notes that she hadn't turned a page in for a long time, and pinched her eyebrows... What did she miss
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted from outside: "Big boss!"
Li Jinrong instantly restrained her tired and dazed expression to nothing, turned her head slightly, and raised her voice: "Come in."
Before she could rest, the door of the guest room was not locked, and she opened it with a push from the outside. Before Li Jinrong said anything, the female disciple who was doing chores for her rushed in in a hurry - Li Jinrong's bad temper is not a day or two. Now, the disciples who can follow her must be very clever and measured, and it is rare to be so rash.
Li Jinrong raised her eyebrows and made a somewhat impatient questioning look.
The disciple said: "Look at who is coming!"
I saw a person walking out from behind her and shouting, "Auntie!"
This time, Li Jinrong was taken aback, and it took a long while to find her voice: "... Sheng'er?"
Even a boy who grew up very late, when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, basically didn't seem to have any earth-shaking changes, but when Li Sheng stood in front of her, Li Jinrong almost didn't recognize it for a while.
He lost two laps of weight, and his stature became a bit taller for no reason.
At home, although Li Sheng can't be called arrogant, he has a bit of a temperament of a young master. His clothes and hair must be neat, and he is very personable wherever he goes. But the young man standing in front of Li Jinrong at this time was no better than the beggar Hanako. He lost one and a half of the two daggers. All that was left was a bare iron piece without a sheath, which was wrapped with a straw rope. lock up.
His face was so thin that only a layer of skin remained, stretched stretched on his cheekbones, and there was still a black patch on his cheek. I don't know if it was rubbing ash or some scars left after the wound had scabbed over. His lips were cracked a few times. He could faintly see the flesh and blood that was blooming in it, but his eyes became much harder, and he even dared to look at Li Jinrong.
"Pour him a glass of water," Li Jinrong ordered hurriedly, and asked him again and again, "Why are you here by yourself? Why did you do this? Where's Fei?"
Li Sheng seemed to be terribly thirsty. He didn't even bother to say "thank you". He picked up the cup and poured it down his throat. For some reason, he pulled the crack in his lips, and a painful look flashed across his face. , but did not make a sound. Li Sheng quickly finished his drink, put the empty glass aside, and said, "A Fei didn't come with me—this is a long story, auntie, I'll make a long story short, there is a man named 'Chongyunzi' Senior asked me to bring you a sentence."
Li Jinrong: "... what?"
The name made her have to be shocked, because the letter with water ripples and unclear words was signed "Chongyunzi", the reclusive head of Qimen, and the old friend of the old village owner for decades.
"He said this to you just in case, if you don't understand, that's the best." Li Sheng frowned obviously, as if he still couldn't understand what the old Taoist meant, "Then The saying is, 'The years cannot be reversed, and the dead cannot be resurrected. Since the past has been settled, and if the grave is dug to reveal it, it must have no good intentions. No matter what others say to you, it will be ill-intentioned. Don't believe it, remember, don't pursue it'... Senior Sister, please give me another glass of water."
Li Sheng said this in one breath, his throat was split, he coughed twice, and almost tasted a little blood.
Li Jinrong breathed a sigh of relief, and with a calm expression, his heart almost exploded.
Qimen's Daoist Chongyunzi had already lost contact with the 48th Village, but she actually sent her two letters within a few months. It was dictated by the elder nephew, but the contents of the two letters are contradictory and diametrically opposite!
If the old Taoist priest Qimen hadn't lost his mind, there would have been a problem with one of the two letters.
Li Sheng ignored her indifference, and quickly continued: "One more thing, aunt, on the way there, Senior Brother Deng Zhen once told me in detail the location of the dark piles along the way in the village. At that time, Beidou was active at the junction of the north and the south. It was rampant, so I had to avoid its edge, detour to the border of the Southern Dynasty, and settled in Hengyang. Because I was afraid of making a mistake, I wanted to write a letter and pass it on to you through the Hengyang dark post, but unexpectedly, the Hengyang dark post had a different heart... I don't I knew which force and whose people were behind the rebellion. I didn't have time to investigate. I was almost detained by them. I managed to escape, and I was chased all the way to this place. It's not an ordinary chase. I'm alone. , It stands to reason that it is easy to hide in the city or in the wild, but aunt, I suspect that they are dispatched by serious assassins, is there anyone in the dark pile of Hengyang who is Mingfeng?"
Forty-eight villages are distributed in various places in the dark piles, all of which are sent by different sects, and the people are not separated from each other, so the staff of the dark piles are mixed.
But Li Jinrong knew that Mingfeng was a maverick.
This is what the elders in the village know, and it is an old rule.
It's not that Li Jinrong doesn't want to change, but the people who come to Mingfeng are very withdrawn outside, and secondly... Although it sounds inexplicable, this is the rule set by the old village owner Li Zheng himself.
In the important correspondence between Forty-Eight Villages, if a code word is used, in order to prevent being intercepted and cracked, the correspondence usually does not follow a line.
For example, there are two routes from Shuzhong to Jinling, one is Shaoyang dark pile after leaving Shu, and the other happens to be Hengyang route! Chongyunzi's letter to Zhou Yitang just happened to go through the Hengyang line, so when Li Jinrong wrote to Zhou Yitang, he would avoid Hengyang and divert to Shaoyang. If Zhou Yitang replied to her, the reply she had never received would be Once again stuck in the dark pile of Hengyang.
If there is really a problem with the Hengyang dark pile, then...
Li Jinrong stood up abruptly. It was rare for her to leave the Forty-Eight Villages once. This time, she had to reorganize the dark piles when she went out. She brought a lot of elites from various factions... She slowly paced a few steps in the room, raised her head to face Mr. The stunned female disciple by the side ordered: "Go and call everyone up, let's turn back immediately!"
The disciple responded and ran away.
Li Jinrong said to Li Sheng, who sighed softly, "Come with me and tell me what happened on the road carefully."
"Auntie," Li Sheng said slightly embarrassedly, "Is there anything to eat? That... dry food is enough, I can take it and talk while eating."