"Is it her?" Pei Ziyun's body trembled, and he had a deep memory of her: "This woman is one of the three leaves and two fruits, how could she fall into the hands of the Holy Prison Gate?"
"This history has completely changed!"
Pei Ziyun returned to the room, sat up straight, his muscles twitched at the moment, and sighed slightly, he had changed everything, he only killed a sneak attack martial artist, and if he didn't want to, he would attract a powerful enemy in vain. The revenge of killing his father, Qi Ai Guo Zi was resentful towards me until he grew up, hey.
At this thought, Pei Ziyun thought to himself: "The Holy Prison Gate has obtained Qi Aiguo. This Taoist is really powerful. He knows that I have discovered the mark and deliberately used it to lure the enemy. It is almost directly explained that the attack cannot succeed at this time."
"Song Zhi and I have the most direct conflict of interest, and only this person has the influence to handle this matter in the outer sect."
"Song Zhi, you dare to collude with the Holy Prison Sect to frame me, because you can't help it because you think I will succeed?"
"This is really your character."
Pei Ziyun was stunned for a long time, and then thought to himself: "However, the three leaves and two fruits that the original owner saw in the previous life were said to have powerful powers, but the original owner never knew how to have such powerful powers in his whole life."
I walked to the window and took a look, and thought to myself: "This man is very scheming. He used the cliché of drinking and testing, and now he is still using his schemes."
"There is no such person in the memory of the original owner. Could it be that I killed Zhang Jieyu and caused the incident?"
"With such a shrewd mind, how many waves will it cause by coincidence?"
"If nothing else, with this person helping the Marquis of Jibei, the pattern and history of Yingzhou will change." Pei Ziyun was a little silent, and felt a sudden regret in his heart. Guo Xiao had coveted the world's heroes and did not speak for a long time.
But then I realized again: "No matter what, the most important thing for me now is to obtain the canonization and obtain the status of a direct disciple of the Songyun Sect. I am not someone who relies on the prophet. Even if there are these variables, can't I cope with them?"
After pondering for a long time, I opened my eyes and saw the window paper was bright. It turned out that the window paper was shining brightly due to the snow, but it also meant that it was early in the morning. I got up and opened the door. I saw a sheet of white snow. The snow had stopped. The ground was very thick. When I breathed, there was white mist.
Pei Ziyun went out and paid the fee. There was a dock not a mile away from the store. He looked over and saw several boats, some carrying cloth and other general merchandise, and then hired porters and porters to transport them to the inland.
"They are all going home to prepare for the New Year. After all this busy work, there will be no one around." After asking, someone said that there happened to be a boat at the pier that was soliciting guests, and there was a lantern on the bow!
Pei Ziyun looked carefully and saw that they were ordinary people, so he felt relieved. He asked about the boat trip and was even more satisfied. It was secretly consistent with his route. Although the boat was not very spacious, it was not small, so he asked about the price. It wasn’t too high, so I took the boat right away.
After a while, it snowed again. Pei Ziyun returned to the cabin, read some books, and went to sleep. The journey was uneventful. In the blink of an eye, it was July or August. At dusk, the ship stopped at a place, and a boatman shouted: " Yuzhou Ping'an Mansion has arrived. Everyone can get off the boat to rest and play. Be sure to come back at midnight and don't miss the time."
Pei Ziyun listened to the sounds on the boat and thought to himself that he had been staying on the boat these days and could go out for a walk. He immediately took his sword and put it on his side, and followed the others off the boat.
The cold wind blew through my clothes, and as I walked along, I saw a long bluestone road with countless teahouses, taverns, pawnshops, and workshops lined up in rows. On both sides of the street, shops, restaurants, and hotels were all pasted with red couplets. There was a blessing posted on the door, and it was bustling with activity, with many children running around on the road.
Pei Ziyun took a casual walk and walked through three streets without realizing it: "Is it a night market?"
Daxu does not discriminate against merchants, so every night in these big cities, there is no wind or rain. Not only do they sell fruits, snacks, eggs, and sesame cakes, but they also sell calligraphy and paintings, jade, old books, silks, jewelry, and real and fake antiques. In reality, Pei Ziyun is rare. During this leisurely moment, I saw people walking shoulder to shoulder in the night market, looking at it with great interest.
Unknowingly, they turned to the northeast corner, where there were many lanterns hanging. An ox cart came over and arrived at a place. A woman came out. Pei Ziyun couldn't help but take a look. Although the atmosphere in Daxu is relatively open, it is still rare for single women to travel at night. When I followed it and took a look, I saw the three characters "Nanmei Opera" written on it.
In the ticket gate, the ticket seller poked his head: "The back row ticket is ten cents, the front row table ticket is fifty cents, and the second floor box is two hundred cents. Do you want this young man?"
"One table ticket for the front row." Pei Ziyun laughed dumbly. He unexpectedly encountered an ancient theater. He bought one and went in. He saw that the theater was spacious and had two floors, a lobby on the first floor and private rooms on the second floor.
After sitting down, the waiter served a pot of tea and a plate of melon seeds. After a while, the show started.
Pei Ziyun saw the curtain opening in front of him, and a group of women filed out and circled around half a circle to sing the lyrics.
"Fortunately, it's not a female role played by a man." However, as soon as the song started, Pei Ziyun was confused. He couldn't understand the lyrics, but it was troublesome to quit, so he smiled and treated it as a casual chat.
In a private room on the second floor, the lights were dim. A woman was watching a play, but her eyes were empty. For a long time, her gaze fell down the hall, where a young man sat.
"He looks very handsome. Is he a young man from some family who is traveling? Unfortunately, I have lost this right." The woman smiled. She was not really tempted, but she just felt emotional.
In one hour, the play was over.
Pei Ziyun couldn't wait to go out, secretly regretting that he had never been able to appreciate this kind of show in his previous life, and now he couldn't appreciate it even more. He took a breath of cold air and looked up. The night was getting deeper and the people were gradually disappearing. After all, it was ancient times and the night market was limited. It started to fade around eight or nine o'clock.
There is a fragrance filling the air at this time
“Three fresh wontons”
“Crab noodle soup dumplings”
Hearing the sound of hawking, the surrounding shops were closed, and the late-night snack vendors were still busy with the last wave of pedestrians and theatergoers. Pei Ziyun said casually: "Here comes a bowl of three fresh wontons."
After running out, it was late at night, and there were almost no pedestrians, so Pei Ziyun headed for the boat. He had no choice but to leave the boat early tomorrow morning, and he was afraid it would be too late to stay in the hotel by himself.
After walking a few steps, a watchman came around the corner of the street, wearing a bamboo hat and holding a clapper. Pei Ziyun walked through indifferently, but as he approached, he was suddenly startled. Almost at the same time, a cold light flashed, and the watchman stabbed out a blade.
"Is it possible that the Marquis of Jibei and the Holy Prison Gate can still pursue Yuzhou?"
"This is thousands of miles away."
On one side of Pei Ziyun's body, he had been attacked for a long time, and his natural reaction was very fast, fast and ruthless. He did not retreat but advanced. With a flash of sword light, the sword was incredibly unsheathed and sank into the watchman's throat in an instant, with blood splattering.
"It seems too easy?" After killing this man, Pei Ziyun was a little confused. Suddenly he heard the shouts of killing in the alley. He glanced around and saw an ox cart, protected by several guards, and then a group of people came with them. Mask, lay siege.
"Bah, it turns out he was involved in another incident!"
"That person just now probably cleared the place. No wonder it was so easy to kill." Pei Ziyun glanced around and saw the corpses of several passers-by, and wanted to avoid them.
At this time, a masked man shouted: "Kill this witness quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, several people came forward to kill him, covering Pei Ziyun with murderous intent in their eyes. They fired both swords at the same time, wanting to stab Pei Ziyun through his heart and back with one sword.
"Idiot!" Pei Ziyun didn't want to be troublesome, but now he snorted coldly, and his murderous intention suddenly appeared. He had accumulated a lot of anger from many attacks, and it was just a sword.
"Zheng" was heard, and the sound of the sword was heard. The figure suddenly separated and took advantage of the opportunity to cut in. The two of them screamed, and blood spurted out from a blood hole in the heart.
In just an instant, the commander realized something was wrong. An expert would know if something was wrong as soon as he made a move, and immediately realized that Pei Ziyun was a master. However, his subconscious reaction was not to stop and shout, but to cut through the air with a long knife and rain down with thunder.
"Kill!" Almost at the same time, the two knives on the left and right were thrust out in unison.
"It's this kind of blatant killing temperament, and this kind of coordination."
Pei Ziyun felt this flavor just at the first sight. This kind of temperament can only be cultivated by soldiers who are not guilty of murder, or even special soldiers. Even the policemen of the public servants, even though they are law enforcers, have not yet had the ability to kill like me. prestige.
Pei Ziyun understands this kind of people too well. Unless you are the boss, any explanation is useless to them. For the sake of the country, what's the big deal about killing a passerby
Immediately, there was a sharp scolding, and a hazy light appeared on the sword.
"Zheng" The swords and knives met, sparks flew, and then bounced away.
"No, Taoism!"
"I am King Lu in black clothes..." This time the opponent was very knowledgeable and screamed, but it made no sense at all. Pei Ziyun understood them too well, or in other words, understood their logic too well. Now that he had made a move, he did not hesitate to do so. Show mercy, the sword flashed, and the two of them threw themselves on the ground, blood seeping out.
"Uh..." The leader's martial arts took effect. The clothes on his chest, abdomen and sides were torn open, and his internal organs and blood were squeezed out. He was still alive within a few seconds. He pointed his finger, as if questioning why Pei Ziyun dared to continue to attack without mercy.
"For people like you, it would be easier to kill them directly." Pei Ziyun said lightly, looking around, he saw all the guards in the field killing each other.
Six people died on this side, seemingly effortlessly, but they were able to deal with the guards with ease. Two sword flashes flashed by, and two guards were killed by the assassin with one blow. There were two "Puff" sounds, two screams, and hot blood spurted out. It splashed on the car curtain.
"Ah" there was an exclamation in the car, and a maid came out tremblingly and said, "If you want to kill me, just kill me. Don't hurt the head of the family, no, miss."
The assassin snorted coldly, and stabbed her without mercy. Seeing that he was about to kill the girl on the spot, he heard a "clang" sound, the swords collided, and sparks flew everywhere.
It turned out that it was Pei Ziyun who blocked it with his sword, so the assassin looked in this direction. When he saw it was Pei Ziyun, he didn't ask for any details, his eyes didn't move, and he struck again.
Pei Ziyun's sword flashed, he pounced in, thrust out, and the long sword penetrated his body.
"You deserve to die!" The remaining two men in black screamed, but they turned around and ran away without hesitation. The mission failed and they had to go back to report and mobilize their forces to surround and kill them.
Pei Ziyun sneered, a wave of white light gushed out of his body, and the figure suddenly sped up several hundred percent. He heard two pops, and one person was stabbed into the right side of his body. A large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell down.
Another person covered his throat, blood spurted out from his throat, and fell backward.
The nine corpses were shocking and they were instantly killed on the spot.
(End of chapter)