An inn
Shi Muzhong lost a piece of silver, so the inn immediately brought tea and water, invited him to the upper room, and had dinner. Shi Muzhong lit a candle and was thinking, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
"Who?" Shi Muzhong was shocked. A man in black suddenly stood in front of him!
Shi Muzhong calmed down in an instant and looked carefully. He saw that this man was of medium height and bowed to Shi Muzhong: "To be honest, I am Qin Gao, a native of Yongzhou. The master knew that Mr. Shi was short of manpower, so he sent me to help you. "
"Qin Gao, is that the leader of Baishan Society?"
The man smiled and said: "I don't dare to be the leader. I was living in the world without food and clothing. Fortunately, the young master helped me and gave me money, so I started a small business."
"This time the young master was summoned, so I came to obey. I casually brought a piece of information that was supposed to be given to you."
Shi Muzhong looked at it, feeling surprised in his heart, and sighed: "With you here, I can accomplish great things."
As he spoke, he took the letter and tore it open. He couldn't help but laugh: "Haha, if there are people who are always fighting, Songyun Sect is really a small demon with strong winds. In the current situation, you are invulnerable, but what about your master's sect?"
"Song Zhi has to find a way to meet him." Shi Muzhong said with a smile, seeming to have planned a plan.
Dragon Tiger Temple
Although it was noon, the sky was dusk, rain and fog filled the air, and a group of people hurried towards the Longhu Temple. It was a dilapidated ancient temple with almost no incense and few people came, so it became a meeting place for some people.
A thunder rolled across the sky, and a flash of lightning illuminated the space. A group of people wearing raincoats were seen walking through the wind and rain. The burning torches were dimmed under the rain, and the light was not very clear.
"Pa" Another bolt of lightning flashed across, illuminating a person in front of the ruined temple. The person stood in front of the steps of the ruined temple. He was also wearing a raincoat, a bamboo hat, a black scarf on his face, and his hand was on the knife.
When they saw a man wearing a bamboo hat, the passersby stopped. One of them, also wearing a face towel, said, "Man in a bamboo hat, it's not easy to finally meet you."
"What business does this person have for inviting me here?" The man in the hat said coldly.
"It's not just about business, Mr. Dou Li. I've long heard that you and the Meng and Zhang families are great enemies. The enemy of your enemy is a friend. Let's join forces to deal with the Meng and Zhang families. What do you think?" This man said with a cheerful tone. smile.
"Oh, what's the target for this?" The man in the hat asked after listening.
"Cooperate with us to arrest Shen Wanlin. She is Zhang Ping's fiancée. It is said that Zhang Ping loves her very much and is about to get married. If she is caught, she can threaten Zhang Ping and maybe ambush her secretly. Then it will be easy to kill her."
"Even if this person is hard-hearted and cannot threaten, if he catches this woman for fun, he can still lose his face." The man said.
After hearing this, the man in the hat was silent for a long time before asking: "Oh, why do you think I will do this with you?"
The man laughed loudly: "You are not a gentleman if you are too small, and you are not a husband if you are not poisonous. I believe you are a smart man. You have always been against the Meng and Zhang families. I believe you will not miss this opportunity."
There was confidence in these words, as if he believed that the assassin in front of him would act according to his words.
At this time, a man and a tiger stood in front of Liang Zihan and said: "Young Master, you have murderous intent, be careful."
There was a hint of caution in his eyes. The man in the hat was not an ordinary vicious person. The young master wanted to come to find someone to form an alliance. No one originally agreed, but the young master suppressed it.
"No, I believe you will agree to our request. What do you think, Mr. Dou Li Ke?" The young man looked at Mr. Dou Li Ke with a smile: "The Meng family's knife guild and the Zhang family's Ferry Gang both control a lot of business. As long as If you help kill these two families, I will give you 30%."
"What you said is indeed exciting, but I have other ideas." The man in the hat said with a smile.
"Oh, what are your ideas? Let's talk about it. Maybe we can join forces." The young master also became cautious in his words.
"I heard your voice, Liang Zihan. If you die, who will your family suspect?" The man in the coir raincoat said coldly, "Humph, Liang and my family are feuding, and you have covered your face. You just want to treat me as a thug? I don’t believe you don’t know who I am?”
"Do you think I'm an idiot, or are you an idiot yourself?"
Killing intent broke out instantly, and the light of the sword cut through the rain in the air in an instant.
"Sir, be careful." The warrior came up with a sword to protect Liang Zihan.
There was just a flash of sword light, and the warrior had no time to dodge. He grunted and drew the sword again. There was only a "pop" sound, and the guard was shaken and his body was paralyzed.
The man in a bamboo hat passed by, the sword flashed, and the warrior fell, with disbelief in his eyes.
The man in the hat stepped on the mud, splashed it, and continued to kill.
"Protect the young master." Liang Zihan's guards rushed forward. Rain fell from the sky. A group of people fought in raincoats. In the sky, a thunder sounded, and the whole world was illuminated. The bamboo hats of the bamboo hats blew up, revealing the clothes under the bamboo hats. The person, just wearing a mask, can only tell that he is very young.
"Puff!" The knives from the two sides intertwined with each other, sparking with sparks. In just one stroke, the man in the hat broke through several people, and the light of the sword just passed by.
Only one person retreated, and the remaining guards spurted out blood and fell to the ground. The rain hit the ground and mixed with the blood and spread.
"Kill!" Seeing this, Liang Zihan also went to kill him.
At this time, a ray of moonlight suddenly appeared in the rain and pierced the sky. Liang Zihan instantly flew away and landed on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
He struggled to crawl, but couldn't get up. He leaned on the stone. There was a deep wound on his chest, and blood continued to flow out. He gasped and said: "Haha, I thought you would end up in a urn, but I didn't expect that my family and I would be plotted against. Fang, I have nothing to say when I receive retribution, I can only admit it."
"However, do you think that if you fight against the Meng and Zhang families in a small way and defend them in a big way, you will gain their gratitude? Even if you have cultivated the Shen family's thirty-seven movements to the tenth level, you will eventually be plotted against and you will receive retribution."
"Let's wait until that day." The man in the hat said coldly, the sword flashed, a human head flew out, and blood spurted out three feet high.
"Hmph, it's just that you chose the wrong person." The man in the hat took a piece of cloth, wiped the knife gently, turned around and disappeared into the wind and rain.
The rain was heavy. After a while, a man stepped from behind a stone. The wind blew on the raincoat, and the rain slipped from the raincoat and hit the ground.
When I saw the corpses on the ground, I went to check them out. These corpses were still very fresh.
"They were all fatal with one blow, and all the vital parts were cut open. It's really a good knife skill." The man took off his bamboo hat, and the young man appeared in front of him. It was Pei Ziyun, and he rubbed his fingers on the wound.
The wound still had a cold chill, which was the intention of the knife. When he touched it with his fingers, Pei Ziyun closed his eyes, and a fighting scene appeared. A group of people rushed towards him. With the flash of the knife, these people fell to the ground one after another.
"It is difficult to find out how to enter and exit the Tao, but martial arts are refined from generation to generation. Although there are not many, it is not too rare to be called a master."
"Thirty-seven sword skills? Despite its ordinary name, it is actually the Shen family's unique skill."
"Even with my current level of swordsmanship, these swordsmanship skills have great merits, and some of them are similar to mine."
"Shen Wanlin, I remember that something happened to her. Maybe I can go and take a look." Pei Ziyun thought, wiped his bloody fingers with a piece of silk cloth, turned around and floated away, his movements smooth and flowing, and disappeared. In the wind and rain.
There was light rain in the sky. From the City God's Temple to the south, you could see the rippling river, the wind blowing in the green willows, and a few painted boats swimming in it. However, it was raining, and the number of tourists gradually became less and less. Occasionally, a few people were holding umbrellas.
A young girl led a maid holding an umbrella on a bridge and looked under the bridge. The river was a little turbid and rain was hitting the water.
The girl seemed to be worried and kept silent for a long time. The little maid was talking to comfort her. At this time, a man wearing a raincoat, who seemed to be in a hurry, was walking across the bridge.
As she got closer, the girl felt that the person in front of her was too close, even a little familiar. She raised her eyes in surprise and was about to speak. At this time, the person who was approaching suddenly stopped and looked at her, his eyes bulging out. , seemed to want to say something, but could only make a hoarse sound and spit out a cloud of blood mist!
"Ah!" Instantly shocked, the maid shouted, her eyes full of fear: "Miss, leave quickly."
The maid shouted desperately and stood in front, trying to protect her young lady.
A man wearing a raincoat appeared, with blood on his sword and flowing down it. It was this man who killed the passer-by. When the maid saw it, she exclaimed: "Who are you? Don't kill us."
"Who are you? I am Shen Wanlin, the niece of the Meng family and the fiancée of the Zhang family. Don't make a mistake." The girl stared at the man in the raincoat and said coldly.
After hearing this, the man laughed, and both of them felt surprised for a while.
"Ah!" The maid screamed again. It turned out that this man stepped forward and challenged him with a sword. The man's arm and clothes on the ground were cut open, revealing his arm. His hand was still holding a dagger tightly. It was dark and rainy. Hit it and the black venom is washed away.
"Miss Shen, now you understand, I have no ill intentions towards you." The man said with a smile.
"Thank you, Master, for saving your life." Shen Wanlin noticed the wound of the deceased, and with a sudden movement in his heart, he saluted the man and said.
"Miss Shen is very polite, but could you move to the rain pavilion in front? I want to tell you something." The man wearing a cloak and a raincoat said.
"No one goes to the pavilion in front, so you don't have to worry about ruining your reputation."
Shen Wanlin frowned. He was about to get married. It was not appropriate to meet a man at this time. However, the familiar wounds flashed through his heart.
"Young Master, please lead the way!" Shen Wanlin heard the young man's voice and called him this way. He was not frightened by the scene and remained gentle.
But the maid on one side looked panicked. She lowered her head and looked at the corpse on the ground, then looked at the man in the cloak in front of her. Her little face was pale, and she stepped forward to stop her: "Miss, this person must have used the so-called hero to save the beauty." Plan, don’t agree.”
The maid's feet were trembling, which showed that Miss Shen's family had gone through a lot of bad things.
Shen Wanlin listened to the maid's words, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Sir, Xiaolan said it unintentionally, please don't take it to heart."
(End of chapter)