Chapter 42: Collecting Interest
"What did you just say?" Chen Hanyu suddenly walked in from outside, "Yanmen Pass?"
Lan Yiting and Yang Xiaocheng glanced at each other, but still pointed to the traces under a few cases and said: "Judging from the traces, the weapon that should be Yanmen Pass is left by Yanmen Shield, and judging from this depth, the skill of the person who shot is very strong, it is estimated that it is either Yan Shengyin or Yan Shengyang." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”
"Brother Chen, you listen to Yang's persuasion. Yang Xiaocheng looked at Chen Hanyu's gloomy face, and couldn't help but persuade, "Yanmen Pass dominates southern Fujian and has a strong accumulation, and now you can't afford to provoke it." ”
"Yes, Brother Hanyu, Yanmenguan is probably coming at you this time, you must not take the bait!" Lan Yiting also persuaded.
However, to the surprise of the two, Chen Hanyu suddenly became very calm, and just said lightly: "Thank you for the reminder of the two senior brothers, the junior brother will not be so reckless." ”
Yang Xiaocheng and Lan Yiting were puzzled, but since Chen Hanyu said that he would not recklessly seek revenge directly from Yanmen Pass, then they could be regarded as putting down this heart.
"However, Ben Gongzi doesn't mind collecting some interest first. Chen Hanyu suddenly snorted coldly.
Yang Xiaocheng and Lan Yiting glanced at each other, and didn't say anything more, they didn't want to interfere too much in this matter. Although Yanmen Guan belongs to a famous family of righteous paths in the rivers and lakes, it does not mean that these people should be protected by the same family of righteous paths.
In addition, the practice of Yanmen Pass this time also angered Yang Xiaocheng and Lan Yiting, if it weren't for the face of the righteous and like-minded, they didn't want to cause more trouble. Neither of them minded going with Chen Hanyu to collect some interest.
"I don't think Six Doors knows what happened here, so I have to inform them right away. Lan Yiting observed the surroundings of the hall, pulled out a small crimson signal cannon from a corner, and then gently pulled it out of the window, and then heard a "bang!" sound, and a red firework exploded in the air.
Chen Hanyu and Yang Xiaocheng naturally knew what it was, this was the signal cannon exclusive to the six doors. It can be used to gather people from the nearby Six Doors Bureau. This kind of flare cannon is very common among the six gates and their affiliated sects, and it is generally not hidden in a very secret location, so Lan Yiting can easily find it.
Soon after the signal cannon was fired, two first-class catchers and eight second-class catchers gathered here one after another. Seeing this miserable corpse, Rao is six doors, these masters who specialize in dealing with rivers and lakes, also broke out in a cold sweat. After all, the person who started this attack was too vicious, and he completely exterminated a first-class sect without mercy.
"Let's deal with it here first! Also, bury Senior Mu!" Lan Yiting ordered lightly, in front of his subordinates, he naturally wanted to assume the posture of a leader.
As for the words of the senior Mu, it can be said that it was for Chen Hanyu, which may make him have a slightly better impression of himself, but more importantly, the importance that their six sects attach to these affiliated sects, at least they will not say that they disdain their life and death.
After taking care of everything here, it was already nightfall. Before leaving, Chen Hanyu knelt in front of Mu Feiying's tomb for a long time, until Lan Yiting and Yang Xiaocheng felt that the aura on his body seemed to be starting to be impetuous, so they forcibly took him away.
For the next half a month, Chen Hanyu has been locked up alone in the Tianmen headquarters of the six doors, and he basically never shows up except for eating, and the other catchers of the six doors know that Chen Hanyu is in a bad mood and do not come to disturb him, except for Yang Xiaocheng and Lan Yiting who will come to see Chen Hanyu every day, his room is basically unentered.
And what happened to the righteous faction, Ou Xintong, the god of fishing, also knew, and had talked to Chen Hanyu alone a few times, but it didn't have any effect, Ou Xintong said: "This kind of thing, others can't interfere, and he needs to make decisions slowly in the future." "Then at this time, Lan Yiting and the others won't say anything more.
On this day, Lan Yiting was handling affairs in his study, when suddenly a catcher knocked on the door and came in.
"My lord, at noon today, my subordinates sent someone to deliver food to Chen Gongzi, but found that he had been gone for a long time. "Then catching fast is a first-class fast catch, looking at his appearance, it seems that he has a good relationship with Lan Yiting.
After listening to the report of his subordinates, Lan Yiting's hand that was writing slammed suddenly, but soon returned to normal, only to see him marking something in the booklet on several cases, and asked lightly without raising his head: "Did he leave any letters?"
"Back to my lord, Chen Gongzi left a note on the table. As he spoke, he took out a white silk silk from his arms and handed it to Lan Yiting.
"Thanks to the love of Lord Catcher and Brother Lan, Chen is grateful, and he will say goodbye today, hoping that Brother Lan will understand. After reading the words on the silk, Lan Yiting was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Since Gongzi Chen has been away for a long time, why didn't he find out until noon?"
"Back to my lord, Chen Gongzi sneaked away in the middle of the night, and there seemed to be something in the room, so that his subordinates couldn't notice that there was no one in the room for a while. The catcher said.
"Huh?" Lan Yiting raised his head a little confused, "What do you mean?"
"Uh...... It is...... Some of the furnishings in his room...... Where the stuff is placed...... Anyway, it was only after his subordinates went in that he found that he was no longer in the room. The catcher looked a little nervous, a little puzzled, and spoke in a hurry, for fear that Lan Yiting would not believe him.
"Oh roar, interesting!" Lan Yiting chuckled, "Formation? It seems that in the past half a month, he should have worked hard!"
Two days later, Jinan, inside the city of Changqing.
A figure wrapped in a dark green robe walked down the bustling street, seemingly blind to the bustling noise on either side.
"Eh, boss, let's have a bowl of wonton noodles!" shouted a sturdy man at a stall in front of him as he threw the burden on his shoulders onto the table.
"It's coming, it's coming!" With a clear female voice, a woman in cloth stepped on small steps, holding a steaming bowl in both hands, and put the bowl on the table in front of the big man with an enthusiastic face.
When the man saw that the food was served so quickly, his face immediately became happy, and after thanking him again and again, he was about to start eating, but suddenly stopped.
I saw that in his bowl of wonton noodles, I don't know when there was an extra long sword.
The sudden change naturally attracted everyone's attention, where had these ordinary citizens seen such a picture. Many people quickly moved their positions backwards, and some even gently put the money they wanted to pay on the table, and then quickly slipped away while people were not paying attention.
The man slowly turned his face, stared at the young boy with a sword standing beside him, and said lightly: "Friend!
"Put down the face, I'm in a hurry today, I don't want to talk nonsense with you!" the kid had an arrogant look.
The situation here naturally made the woman who was facing the face just now look at it, only to see her take two steps, hold the noodle bowl on the table with one hand, and say to the kid with a smile, "This son, if you want to have a bowl of wonton noodles, I'll go and prepare for you......"
I don't want that kid to be unreasonable: "Young Master Ben wants this bowl!" said that the long sword in his right hand was withdrawn violently, but his left hand was grabbed towards the woman's hand holding the bowl of noodles.
"Bang, Bang!" A few times of fighting, the kid had already gone through seven or eight moves with the woman with one hand, seeing that he couldn't conquer the opponent, the kid's face sank, and the long sword in his right hand was handed out violently, and the blade of the sword turned into a mess and slashed at the woman.
The woman's technique was not chaotic at all, her right hand posture changed, and she blocked all of the kid's attacks with a few empty hands.
"Oh my God, that woman is a master!" At this moment, no one dares to sit here and eat anymore, and the timid ones have already run away, leaving these bold people to gather around and watch the excitement.
"But it's not! You see that the strength of the people is definitely stronger than those people in the city, at least a third-rate realm master!" another person responded to the person who spoke up just now.
"Eh, eh~ Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, a third-rate person can be so powerful, let's not mention that girl, the momentum on that kid's body is not something that a third-rate realm master can emit. Someone quickly retorted.
"Cut and cut ~ as far as you know......"
Just when those people in the rivers and lakes were talking, the woman's right wrist suddenly slammed into a wooden table beside her, and there were eight pairs of chopsticks neatly on the wooden table, which were neatly visited, and they circled around the round tabletop. However, after the woman's wrist was patted, those chopsticks suddenly jumped up in unison, and then with the woman's wrist turning and pushing, eight pairs of chopsticks were like sixteen sharp arrows, and suddenly scattered from the air, but they shot at the kid's various vital points respectively, and at the same time faintly sealed the possibility of him dodging.
"Oooo
"Wild geese in all directions?" The kid showed a strange expression on his face, looked at the woman coldly and said: "I said which girl is so skilled, it turns out that the people of the rivers and lakes call the 'skillful hand eater' Aunt You!"
"Childe has good eyesight, and he is a little woman. Aunt You said, slowly withdrawing her right hand that stretched out, "If the little girl is not mistaken, the son should be from Yanmen Pass!"
"Listen! This son is Tu Qiang, the son of Tu Rengui, the eighth disciple of Yanmen Pass. The kid replied with an arrogant face, and then his face became gloomy, "Why, my son just wants to come to eat a bowl of wonton noodles, but I don't know why Aunt You killed the killer?"
Tu Qiang's words are actually not reasonable, Aunt You just made that move in all directions is indeed her famous stunt, but judging from the fact that the chopsticks suddenly fell in mid-air, Aunt You is obviously merciful and has no intention of hurting the other party.
"The little woman has already said that this food has to be paid attention to come first and come first, just now it was obviously the wonton noodles that the guest officer ordered first, how could the son wantonly snatch it?" Aunt You said with a smile, she had slowly picked up the bowl of wonton noodles on the table, and walked towards the man who came first, but hid far away because of fear.
Tu Qiang saw Aunt You's back, suddenly turned over from the ground, twisted a big wine jar with his right hand, and threw it at Aunt You's back.
"Beware, girl, beware!" Seeing this scene, many citizens instinctively reacted to remind Aunt You.
How could Aunt You not notice the movement behind her, and turned around and punched the wine jar. Suddenly, her heart moved, and a dark green figure flashed in front of her, and the wine jar was beaten back and rushed towards Tu Qiang.
Tu Qiang's face changed, he kicked his feet, his body spun in the air, and he flew up and kicked towards the wine jar. However, the moment his foot touched the wine jar, his face suddenly turned pale, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood with "Wow!" and flew backwards backwards, crashing into a wooden frame with a "bang", stirring up a puff of dust.
This scene can scare the surrounding onlookers into stupidity, "whoa!" and scattered in all directions, and the scene was chaotic.
The sudden change made Aunt You stunned, and she looked at the independent person in dark green robe on her right with some confusion. Judging by her quasi-first-class feeling, this person's strength is not very strong, and it seems to be similar to herself, but judging from the hand just now, his strength should not be as simple as it seems.
Tu Qiang crawled out of the wooden frame in embarrassment, with a shocked expression on his face, and pointed his right hand at the green-robed man and shouted in a trembling voice: "Who are you?
"A dead man doesn't need to know who I am. The green-robed man's face was covered under a brownish green mask, and he couldn't tell what kind of face he had, but this eerie voice was undisguised, and Tu Qiang felt a cold sweat on his back when he heard it.
"You!" Tu Qiang was a little frightened in his heart, he could feel the gloomy murderous aura on this person's body, a lifeless aura.
Without hesitation, Tu Qiang pulled out his long sword violently, kicked his feet, and rushed towards the green-robed man.
"呲呲~" Two swords, the green-robed man flipped it with his bare hands, and grabbed Tu Qiang's long sword with two fingers in his right hand. His body was motionless, and he couldn't tell what his face was at this time, but Tu Qiang's face was also extremely pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Obviously, this is a critical period for the two to compete for internal strength, and Tu Qiang is obviously not the opponent of the green-robed man.
"Hey!Drink!" Tu Qiang raised his skills, trying to shake the green-robed man's fingers away. However, no matter how hard he tried, the green-robed body was immovable, and there would be a strange force that sucked Tu Qiang's internal force into his body.
"You can die!" The green-robed man completely ignored Tu Qiang's crazy face, his right hand was still tightly gripping the opponent's long sword, his left hand was slowly raised, and slowly turned into a claw shape, and a faint purple aura slowly appeared from his left hand.
"No, you can't kill me! My father won't let you go!" Tu Qiang's face was extremely frightened, and he suddenly screamed, and rushed towards the sword-wielding right hand with all his strength, wanting to shake the opponent away in one fell swoop, but he didn't want the green-robed man to suddenly chuckle, and his right hand shrank with two fingers. Tu Qiang's whole body strength just rushed to the blade of the sword, and the long sword was shocked by his true qi, and suddenly "bang!" broke through it and turned into two.
Tu Qiang didn't dare to fight anymore, and he retreated to escape the attack of the green-robed man, but the green-robed man's feet moved, and the speed was surprisingly fast, and Tu Qiang couldn't even distance himself from the green-robed man. Immediately afterwards, Tu Renqiang saw a figure in front of him flicker, and a golden sword shadow came towards him.
"This is Jin ......" Tu Qiang's face changed greatly, but before he could finish his words, his head had been cut off by Chen Hanyu's sword and rolled to the ground, his face full of horror.
At this time, the green-robed man was carrying his hands behind his back, and the sword just now had long since disappeared. He stepped straight over the corpse as if nothing had happened.
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