One hundred and seventy-six, the first battle of the Blood Eagle

Tong Jingye carefully put the book in front of him beside him, and gently turned a few pages, it was indeed the catalogue of books in the Qing Reading Hall. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The young lord won't just take this book, right?" Tong Jingye asked, in fact, this sentence is meaningless, since Zhou Yanbo can take out this book, it proves that he has got all the books, Tong Jingye asked, just to confirm the condition of the rest of the books.

"Mr. Tong is relieved. Zhou Yanbo said, "This book is just to prove to you that I have met your requirements, and the rest of the books have all been safely transported to the Zhou family manor, and will be temporarily stored in the manor's library." ”

"Okay, good, good!" Tong Jingye said three times in a row, "Since the young master has fulfilled my request, the old man will not break his word, and I am willing to go down the mountain with you." ”

Zhou Yanbo clasped his hands together: "Trouble Mr. Tong." ”

Tong Jingye said that he still needed something to clean up, so he would arrive in Yecheng a few days later, so he asked Zhou Yanbo to go back first, Zhou Yanbo didn't say anything, and left Tong's house after saying goodbye.

After Zhou Yanbo left, Tong Jingye's son entered the hut: "Father, I see that you have already gotten it." ”

"yes. Tong Jingye breathed a sigh of relief, "Ling Zhi, you see, this is the catalogue of the Qing Reading Hall's collection. ”

Tong Lingzhi took the bibliography and said: "Actually, father, with our ability, it is not difficult to go to Qingqi Mountain Villa to obtain these books, why are you not willing to do it yourself, father, but let those people who come to ask you to go out of the mountain to ask for it? It stands to reason that you have already lived in seclusion in the mountains and wilderness, and you will not do such a thing as a mountain, so it is better to go against it yourself?"

"Is that what you think?

Tong Lingzhi nodded: "Now my father, you are going to work hard to go to Yecheng to be an official, but you are already very old." ”

Tong Jingye smiled slightly: "Ling Zhi, although you have lived in seclusion here with me for almost thirty years, you still haven't learned." ”

"I also asked my father to teach me. ”

"If I really want to live in seclusion in the mountains, there are many places in the world that I can't find, why do I have to choose the Imperial Palace? and I can completely close the door and let those people leave empty-handed, why should I let you meet them?" Tong Jingye stood up and said as he walked.

"So my father still has the idea of becoming a monk?"

Tong Jingye nodded: "Whether you are a scholar or a martial artist, you have to live in a group after all, and restraining yourself will only make you short-sighted." No matter how beautiful or turbulent it is out there, it's time to get out and see it...... What to say 'be alone', 'seclusion', 'peace and happiness', these are the words of timid people. If the world is not very good, then you should also give it a go and use your own strength to change it. ”

"People are born in the group, and they have to return to the group after all. Tong Jingye said, "If you are not ready to go out and live in seclusion, you are not qualified to be called a 'hermit'." ”

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Zhou Yanbo felt in a very good mood when he went down the mountain, and if he could persuade Tong Jingye to leave the mountain, then the internal affairs of the Zhou family would not have to worry too much.

After descending the mountain, Zhou Yanbo found a tea shed not far away, in which an old man wearing a linen coat and a hat was lying on a recliner.

"Did you have this tea shed before?" Zhou Yanbo had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't think about it deeply, and he also felt a little thirsty when he came down from the mountain, so he walked towards the tea shed.

"Old man, do you have tea?" Zhou Yanbo stepped forward and asked.

"Yes, take it yourself. The old man didn't raise his head, but pointed to the teapot and teacup on a table next to him.

Zhou Yanbo didn't say anything, he stepped forward and picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp, while drinking while looking at the old man next to him, the old man was dressed very plain and simple, lying on the recliner and covering his face with a hat, and humming a tune that Zhou Yanbo didn't understand.

"Old man, what are you doing here to open a tea shed? Zhou Yanbo poured another cup of tea for himself and said.

"The old man is waiting for someone. The old man said.

"Wait for someone, this is a wilderness, isn't the old man waiting for people?" Zhou Yanbo joked.

"Hahaha. The old man laughed a few times, then sat up, took off his hat and looked at Zhou Yanbo and said, "The old man is waiting for a big living person." ”

Seeing the old man's face, Zhou Yanbo almost didn't choke on the tea he drank, the old man in front of him was none other than Zhou Qingjun or Yin Nanming. No wonder listening to the voice and tone, Zhou Yanbo always had a familiar feeling.

"You, it's you, why are you here?" Zhou Yanbo said, suddenly he understood what Zhou Qingjun said just now, he might be waiting for himself, Zhou Yanbo thought of something, and looked carefully at the tea he had just drunk.

"Don't worry, it's an ordinary tea, nothing else weird. Zhou Qingjun knew that Zhou Yanbo suspected that he was doing tricks in the tea.

"I'm sorry, but I had a poisoning experience at Kiyosaki Villa before, so it's not surprising to have such a reaction. Zhou Yanbo said, "That time was your masterpiece?"

"Lan Hong. Zhou Qingjun said, "That is, you met the person who used the heavy sword around here, and the blood eagle has not troubled you since then, if there is really poisoning, it may be someone else, it seems that you really have a lot of enemies." ”

"It's not you ......" Zhou Yanbo realized that there was a new person eyeing him.

"One more thing!" Zhou Yanbo said, "It was Meng Huanglong of Meng Sun who hired you to assassinate me in the first place, right? Now that he is dead, Yu'er said that once the employer is dead, the assassination should be over, but you ...... Did you deceive Yu'er?" Su Yu'er's words, Zhou Yanbo absolutely believed it.

Zhou Qingjun shook his head: "Yu'er, he didn't lie to you, it's true, it's just that the person who hired us to kill you is still alive, and the old man can only say so much." ”

"Impossible, Meng Huanglong has already admitted it himself, and he jumped off the cliff, he is indeed certain to die, are you lying?"

"You've got a lot to say today. Zhou Qingjun said, "With your level of intelligence, you should think about the reason, right?"

Indeed, Zhou Yanbo had an idea in his heart, that is, Meng Huanglong had stolen someone else's name, even if he died, as long as the person he had stolen was still alive, the Blood Eagle's pursuit of him would not end, although Zhou Yanbo thought so, but he never wanted to believe it, he felt that the Blood Eagle had deceived Yu'er.

"So, are you here today......" Zhou Yanbo slowly took a step back, his right hand was already close to the buckle on his chest, and he felt that Zhou Qingjun was not good.

"We have all heard what you asked Lan Hong to convey, although others may not think so, but the old man feels that you have been a scourge to the blood eagle, so the old man is here to kill you today. ”

"Sure enough. "Since Zhou Yanbo heard Yin's code of conduct from Yin Baye, he expected that there would be today.

"I thought that the first person to come to me for trouble would be that Yin Baye. Zhou Yanbo smiled, "I didn't expect it to be you." ”

The old man didn't expect it. Zhou Qingjun said, "The old man thinks he has found you." After speaking, the hat in Zhou Qingjun's hand was suddenly thrown at Zhou Yanbo.

Zhou Yanbo immediately unbuckled, took off the shoulder straps, swung his knife to knock off the hat, and then rushed towards Zhou Qingjun. "Feathers. Zhou Yanbo hit the other party mercilessly.

The feather strike was used, but Zhou Yanbo felt that he didn't hit Zhou Qingjun.

"The old man should praise you, it is the right choice to use the technique at first. Zhou Qingjun didn't know when there was an extra wooden stick in his hand, which was only half the length of the usual wooden stick, but he blocked Zhou Yanbo's blow.

"Short wooden stick? this is his weapon?" Zhou Yanbo and Zhou Qingjun fought twice, and the other party fought with him empty-handed, although Zhou Yanbo felt that Zhou Qingjun could not be without weapons, but he didn't expect it to be just a simple short wooden stick.

Since it is a short wooden stick, what Zhou Qingjun is good at is the same as Zhou Yanbo, that is, melee combat, so that long-distance attacks will have a greater effect on Zhou Qingjun. Zhou Yanbo thought so, so he didn't plan to use the folding fan as the main attack from the beginning, but to use Canghua.

"The old man is older than you, so let you make a few moves first. Zhou Qingjun said.

Zhou Qingjun said these words are definitely not big words, he was able to make Zhou Yanbo have no power to fight back two times before, and his strength should not be underestimated.

"Thank you. After Zhou Yanbo finished speaking, he took out his knife and swung it at Zhou Qingjun, this move was obvious, so it was easy to be blocked by Zhou Qingjun, but Zhou Yanbo's other hand suddenly appeared scabbard and hit Zhou Qingjun where he was defenseless.

"Is it a hidden attack?" Zhou Qingjun said, "but it's a scabbard, and there's nothing sharp about it." After speaking, the other hand just made a flick of his fingers to defuse Zhou Yanbo's attack, and then the hand holding the short stick used hard to knock Zhou Yanbo back.

"If you only have this ability, it is impossible to subvert the Blood Eagle. Zhou Qingjun said.

"I don't need to say it, I'll do it. Zhou Yanbo turned around and flew the folding fan Mozhu out with his backhand, and then followed closely behind the Mozhu, Zhou Qingjun easily dodged the flying fan, and then blocked Zhou Yanbo's knife blow, Zhou Yanbo tightly suppressed Zhou Qingjun with a knife, so that his attention was on his knife, and then the Mozhu that flew out returned along the trajectory, if it went well, it would hit Zhou Qingjun's neck, which would make him faint.

Zhou Qingjun was suppressed by Zhou Yanbo with a knife, as if he didn't see the ink bamboo behind him, but when the ink bamboo approached him, Zhou Qingjun's other hand moved again, and his hand picked up Zhou Yanbo's ink bamboo with a sword finger posture.

"What's going on?" Zhou Yanbo was sure that it was aimed at his dead end, "He can't have eyes in the back." ”

"You're naïve. Zhou Qingjun said.

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