It's just that those of us are weary. Thinking that there are endless things to do from tomorrow, I will let everyone rest early today.
I went back to the bedroom on the top floor, ignoring no one, and fell to sleep, not long after the snoring was earth-shattering. The rest of them silently chose to sleep on the third floor, and they were not on the same floor as me if they were killed. Su Xiao wanted to sleep in the same room with me, but was driven away by my snoring. After about an hour, my snoring gradually subsided.
In the dark, my room was not lit, but the fire outside the window still illuminated the room all night.
I slowly opened my eyes, the hour just now was the rest time I tried my best to get. Tonight, I guess I didn't get a good night's sleep.
I opened up my hearing and let the range of the received sound source expand to the entire inn. Listen to everyone's words, actions, even heartbeat and breathing. Confirming that no one was aware of my risk, I sat up from the bed.
With a light lift of his hand, he used the spider silk to take off a burden on the beam.
This is what the Black and White Jian Treasure House prepares. Inside is a set of night clothes, several bottles of antidote and poison, and a bronze mask. I have these things ready in case I need to go out at night to gather intelligence. Who knew the first night would come in handy.
I quickly took off my clothes and put on this black one. The night clothes that Black and White Jian prepared for me were not tight fitting styles, but two-piece suits. It doesn't help with activity or defense, the only useful thing is that the concealment is not bad.
Those antidotes and poisons were taken by the way. I don’t know when I would be tortured to extract a confession, or when I was about to poison them, but I was prepared for anything.
While preparing, my door was pushed open with a creak.
I ignored the silent visitor, continued to pack my bags, and put on my shirt.
"...Is this your pajamas?"
"If you deduct not sleeping, it should be counted."
When he turned back, Tang Ye still had his hair disheveled, and the clothes on his body were the same clothes that were stained with blood during the day. After he lost to Yi Wangyou, he seemed to have been sitting in the lobby on the first floor, and he sat there without moving until now. The young and handsome face was hidden by the long hair and could not be seen clearly, and a little light outside the window sprinkled on the body, making it more and more unreal to see, but the sharp momentum on the body was clearer than ever.
"You asked me to find you in the middle of the night, wouldn't you want me to be a thief with you?"
"How could it be? You look like you, and you will be rewarded half a block of the street as soon as you walk out the door, and you will be robbing the beggar gang for jobs. But anyone with a brain will never go out with such a dazzling person."
Tang Ye didn't seem to have any interest in speaking. He took a step forward, and his momentum suddenly increased: "What do you want me to come to you for?"
I slowly straightened my hair, tied it into a neat ponytail, and looked in the mirror to see if there was any white spots, and if it wasn't enough, I would add hair dye.
"If you think it's useless, you don't have to come."
"...Why are you... always so annoying?"
Tang Ye's figure outside the door suddenly disappeared, turned into a feather arrow and flew to my side, and two hot winds struck from the left and the right.
I tilted my head slightly, dodging the attack.
Tang Ye knew for a long time that when the speed was far apart, false tricks would never work. The two palms together, the two palms together, turned into an extremely scorching palm knife with amazing destructive power, almost burning the air with two fiery winds and slashing at my shoulder and neck!
This trick has never been used before. It should be his temporary new creation to deal with the open and close ways of the Great Wilderness Sword Dance. This move is just right. Tang Ye is indeed a genius in battle, but he has only lost one game, and he has made progress again.
I stretched out two fingers, and the strong wind dissipated, and a pair of palm knives were firmly clamped in my fingers. His hands were like iron hoops, unable to move. After I grabbed his hands, I swung it out, and the Tangye I was carrying lost his balance and fell out. Tang Ye tapped lightly, and slashed towards the wall with his strength. With another kick on the wall, his body lifted into the air. However, the force still could not be released. With a turn in the air and a kick on the beam, the three steps transformed the force into a force towards me.
But before he could rush in front of me, Tang Ye suddenly felt his heart pounding wildly, and at a glance, he saw that my right fist, which was slowly raised, was already on the path of his rushing. From the murderousness of the fist, I quickly thought of the end after the middle fist. With all his strength, he spun the body in the air to the side. The force of that sprint was all eaten by him, and his body seemed to be twisted, and it was unspeakably uncomfortable.
"not bad."
I straightened my clothes in the mirror and smiled, "Not only do you still have the ability to react and judge, but your understanding of tricks has also improved. You really improve every day."
Saying that, I put on a bronze mask and was walking out. Tang Ye reluctantly stood up. It was obviously a serious injury just now, but his expression was still indifferent.
"…Where to? It's not over yet."
Tangye's fighting spirit has not weakened, just like every time we fight. Although he would be brought down by me without two strokes, he always stood up without admitting defeat. He looked forward to it as before, and once again overcame the pain in his body with perseverance, and there was still hope in his eyes to ask for advice.
Only, this time is different.
"That's it for today. I didn't call you here because I wanted to fight you."
"… What's the meaning?"
The me behind the mask said lightly.
"I don't seem to have told you about it before. My name is Ming Feizhen, and I am the thirty-seventh generation descendant of Daluo Mountain. Although my martial arts is not a direct line of Daluo Mountain, it was taught by my master. So I can't arbitrarily. teach it to outsiders."
"Why all of a sudden? I don't care who you are?"
"Because you want to learn martial arts with me, right?"
Tang Ye's face flickered slightly.
"If it's just the experience and experience of fighting, I can pass it on to you. But you know that's not what you need now, right? The gap between you and Yi Wangyou, no matter how hard you try to catch up, you need to be realistic. Ten years. This is not a boast, but a conclusion I have reached with my own eyes.
What you need now is something more direct and stronger. It is the power that can directly knock down a strong enemy. am I right? "
"… Exactly."
"Why do you want to defeat the head of Kunlun so much? With your temperament, a mere defeat will not make you so discouraged."
Although he had been beaten for a while, Tang Ye remained silent.
"… "
I whispered: "Three thousand Ruoshui, Taoist Yuxu."
It was not a loud voice, but Tangye's body, who had always been strong, trembled.
"This person is a senior in Kunlun, and he is a member of Yi Wangyou's master. His weak-shui sword is the best in Kunlun. He is famous in the Western Regions. It has a strong relationship with the Palace of Mirrors."
"… "
"I heard again that this person was still in the north a few years ago. But he suddenly disappeared, as if the world has evaporated. Counting the time, it seems to be around the Meixiangli murder."
"You guessed everything..."
I held my hands and said, "I guessed so much. Don't think I know everything, just say what you're thinking."
Tang Ye tried his best to suppress it, not knowing whether it was because of pain or anger, his gasping voice was like a wounded beast.
"That person... Daoist Yuxu is a good friend of my father. When I was young, because I suffered from cold disease, I passed on my blood yang true qi."
"So, he is your master."
"I don't know..." Tang Ye hesitated again and again before slowly saying: "At that time... when the Meixiangli murder happened, I clearly watched him go to Meixiangli with my father. But when the murder came out, there was nothing... His corpse. I infer after the event that either he was strong in martial arts and escaped; or he tried to escape, but unfortunately lost, his soul returned to other places, so the corpse could not be found... or... "
I took over the heavy words: "Either, he is one of the people who caused the murder, so you can't find him at all. And the first two reasons are too far-fetched."
Tang Ye's complexion turned pale, obviously in his heart, this possibility is also the highest.
"So in your heart, Taoist Yuxu is an imaginary enemy. If you can't defeat Yi Wangyou, you can't take revenge, right?"
Tang Ye's silence has always had only one meaning.