Because it was winter, it got dark very early, especially on the night of October 30th. After the hour of Xu, there were basically no people on the streets of Pingxi city. After the hour of Hai, in this world lacking entertainment at night, most people went to bed. By the hour of Zi, there were only a handful of places in the whole city where lights could be turned on. By the hour of Chou, the whole Pingxi city was basically pitch black.
According to the time of Yan Liqiang's previous life, Chou time is from 1:00 to 3:00 in the morning.
Yan Liqiang took a nap in the house he rented in Kowloon Bridge at noon today to get enough rest. At night, he practiced the Yi Jin Xi Sui Jing over and over again in his room. At the hour of Chou, he had just practiced the Yi Jin Xi Sui Jing five times. Yan Liqiang's body and energy were at their peak.
I don't know if it's because of the nine times of Heavenly Dao infusion or because Yan Liqiang has been practicing the Yi Jin Xi Sui Jing quite diligently these days, but in recent days, when Yan Liqiang was practicing the Yi Jin Xi Sui Jing, he had the feeling that he was about to break through the level of stretching tendons and pulling bones. According to Yan Liqiang's last experience, when he was practicing the Yi Jin Xi Sui Jing and breaking through the level of stretching tendons and pulling bones, his Dantian would also open at the same time, and these two levels would be passed together, which also meant that his advancement to a warrior this time would be much earlier than he expected.
Yan Liqiang was somewhat excited. Of course, he did not give up his plan. Not to mention the Tiger Roaring Fist, he had only reached the ninth level of Hidden Weapon Flying Needles, plus the Nine Palace Wind Shadow Step that he had practiced to the top level. These two combined were enough to make Yan Liqiang confident that he could move around Pingxi City unimpeded and do many things. This was the result of being skilled and daring. Yan Liqiang felt that his eyes were suddenly opened and the way forward became wider. Many things that he had not dared to think about or do before now popped up in his mind, making Yan Liqiang feel as if wisdom was gushing out like a spring.
He killed Wang Haofei to protect himself and buy himself some time, but tonight was the beginning of his attack on the Ye family father and son.
Yan Liqiang changed into a set of black clothes that he had prepared long ago, put on a pair of soft-soled warrior boots, carried a black bag, put on Guoshanfeng's mask again, and then before setting off, Yan Liqiang once again took inventory and checked his equipment.
A row of poisoned flying needles, a row of ordinary darts, a commonly used sharp dagger, and a tinderbox for ignition - the tinderbox can ignite fire faster than the flint, and as long as you pull out the tinderbox, you can light the fire!
Although the black-scaled dagger that Lu Pein gave him was sharp and easy to use, the characteristics of the dagger were too obvious and it was not suitable to be used at this time. Otherwise, if someone recognized the dagger, they might find himself out from the clues of the dagger's origin and whereabouts, so Yan Liqiang left the dagger in the house.
According to Yan Liqiang's previous estimate, if his actions went smoothly tonight, he might be able to obtain some rare things, because in his previous experience, he had already traveled back and forth many times in the spiritual state to the place he was going to tonight, and he also knew a lot of extremely secret things.
After putting these things on his body, Yan Liqiang closed his eyes and sat quietly in the dark room waiting, slowing down his breathing to calm his heart.
Finally, after Yan Liqiang sat quietly with his eyes closed for more than ten minutes, the voice he had been waiting for finally rang out outside the window of his rented house.
“Great…Great…Great…Great…Great…”
In the silent night, four long sounds of bamboo clappers were heard. The fourth watch was the Chou hour. As the saying goes, the first watch is for people, the second watch is for gongs, the third watch is for ghosts, the fourth watch is for thieves, and the fifth watch is for roosters. The fourth watch of the Chou hour is the deepest at night, when people sleep the deepest, and it is also the time when various nocturnal characters begin to appear.
"It's cold and dry, be careful of fire and theft..." The night watchman's old voice echoed in the alley outside.
Three minutes later, when the footsteps of the night watchman and the sound of bamboo clappers gradually faded away, Yan Liqiang, who had kept his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
He gently pushed open half of the window in the room, then his whole body bounced, and he pressed his hand lightly on the window sill. Without any sound, he was as agile as a civet cat and flew out of the half-open window in an instant. In mid-air, his body turned 360 degrees, and then he landed on the ground in the alley outside without any sound.
Tonight the clouds are as thick as lead, and the stars and the moon are dim. On a night without electricity or street lights, the visibility of the surrounding environment is like being trapped in a dark forest at night. In the absence of light, the average person's visibility is less than one meter.
Yan Liqiang had been waiting in the city for two days, waiting for tonight.
During this period of time, the continuous external baptism of the eye power of the Yijing Xisui Jing, coupled with the nine times of the blessing of the vision by the Heavenly Dao, had unknowingly allowed Yan Liqiang's eyes to possess terrifying night vision in the dark. Nothing within a hundred meters could escape his eyes, and although things beyond a hundred meters were a little blurry, he could still see their general shape.
Yan Liqiang stuck to the wall in the alley, moving quickly and ghostly, as fast as a galloping horse, yet silently. The highest level of the Nine Palace Wind Shadow Step was displayed at once. In this situation, if there was no light, if he ran past a person one meter away, that person would only feel a cold wind attacking his body, and might even think he was a ghost.
In just a short while, Yan Liqiang ran to another bridgehead near Kowloon Bridge.
In the darkness of night, the streets were empty. The streets that were bustling during the day were now completely dark. There were no lights in the buildings on either side of the street. The dark shadows loomed everywhere, and there was an inexplicable sense of terror.
Yan Liqiang was like a black shadow, instantly crossing the bridge and arriving at the gathering area of the Shatu people on the west side of Kowloon Bridge.
At this time, the Shatu people's gathering area was also dark. The Shatu people were also human beings and they also had to sleep at night. Almost all of them were asleep. The only difference from the Chinese gathering area east of Jiulong Bridge was that there were no night watchmen in the Shatu people's gathering area. The Shatu people did not beat the night watch, but only arranged people to patrol with weapons.
The Shatu people made their gathering area look like a military camp, but after all, the Shatu people have lived in Pingxi City for decades, so even if there are patrols, the Shatu people have long since relaxed their nerves.
Yan Liqiang encountered two teams of Shatu people patrolling with lanterns on the street, but he avoided them early.
Yan Liqiang was also very familiar with the streets and alleys in the Shatu gathering area. After just a few minutes, Yan Liqiang crossed two streets and several alleys in the Shatu gathering area and came to a place in the northeastern part of the Shatu gathering area.
What appeared in front of Yan Liqiang was a large warehouse of the Shatu people, covering an area of hundreds of acres. Almost all the various goods, furs, herbs, and some expensive woods sold by the Shatu people in Pingxi City were piled here.
Of course, these are just the things on the surface of the Shatu people. This warehouse is actually the arsenal of the Shatu people in Pingxi City. All kinds of munitions and weapons that the Shatu people secretly transported to Pingxi City are also placed here, but they are placed in a more hidden place. Even ordinary Shatu people don’t know that there are many important supplies stored here.
The gate outside the warehouse was tightly locked. On both sides of the gate, there was a wall more than three meters high. Yan Liqiang rushed to the wall, listened quietly, then half-crouched, and suddenly jumped more than two meters high. Then he lightly tapped the wall with one foot, and Yan Liqiang's black figure, like a harrier hawk, flipped over the courtyard wall.
Inside the courtyard wall, only one room had the light on. There were several Shatu guards in the room, who were responsible for guarding the warehouse at night.
The light on in the room was actually meant to scare people, just like the scarecrow in the field. It was the request of the leader of the Shatu people. After many years of nothing happening, the Shatu people here were already tired.
Before he even got there, Yan Liqiang already knew that there were actually four Shatu people living in that house. According to the rules, every two hours at night, the four Shatu people would let two people come out to patrol together, while the other Shatu people would continue to sleep in the house with their heads covered. But in fact, the Shatu people guarding here had long been accustomed to letting one person come out to patrol, so that the others could sleep a little longer.
Yan Liqiang came quietly to the door of the house and waited quietly for less than ten minutes. Then he heard a burst of gibberish in the house. Then he heard the sound of a Shatu man getting up from the bed. It seemed that he was complaining while getting up. Then more than ten seconds later, the door of the house creaked and opened from the inside. A Shatu man holding a lantern, yawning, walked out.
Yan Liqiang suddenly reached out his hand, covered the Shatu man's mouth, and then stabbed the Shatu man's heart from behind.
The Shatu man fell limply to the ground. Before Yan Liqiang could even wait for his lantern to fall to the ground, he grabbed it and rushed into the room.
There were four beds in the room. The other three Shatu people were sleeping on the beds, hiding from the light from the windows. They were snoring and had no idea that Yan Liqiang had come into the room.
Yan Liqiang moved as fast as lightning. He quickly circled around the other three beds and slashed the air three times with the dagger in his hand. The three Shatu people were stabbed in the heart while they were sleeping. The snoring in the room stopped abruptly. The strong smell of blood spread in the room. In the blink of an eye, the four Shatu people who were guarding here were all dead.
He blew out the lantern in his hand, put it away, opened the door, dragged the Shatu man at the door in, and stabbed each Shatu man twice more to make sure that even those with hearts on the right side would die completely. Then, Yan Liqiang picked up a key hanging on the wall at the door and left the hut. When he left, he also closed the door of the hut...
(End of this chapter)