Yang Muyun scolded secretly in his heart: "Everyone has gone in, if you don't admit it, can I still break in?" Glancing at the door again, "It's strange that such a magnificent mansion doesn't even have a plaque." ”

At the moment, he said with some interest: "That is the case, it may be that the official has mistaken it and said goodbye." He turned around and was about to leave.

"My lord," the old man stepped forward to stop him and bowed, "My lord said that someone entered my master's mansion privately, it must not be groundless, so please follow the little old man into the mansion to have a look, can you?" ”

"This ......," Yang Muyun pondered for a moment and said, "It's not suitable, right?" ”

"If you can come here, you are a distinguished guest," said the old man with a smile, "If you leave after a short walk in front of the door, my master will definitely blame the little old man for his poor hospitality." As he spoke, he made a gesture of please, "My lord, please" and turned around to lead the way.

Yang Muyun hesitated for a moment and followed, "This official uniform is really too eye-catching, it's inconvenient to go anywhere, even if you chase people, it's also in the way." He secretly said in his heart: "The clothes that came to Beijing are now shelved in the place of the Daiyu girl in Fengming Courtyard, and it is very troublesome to even change clothes." ”

......

Yang Muyun followed the old man into the gate, and saw that this mansion covered an extremely wide area and there were many houses, so he couldn't help but ask: "May I ask the old man, is the master of your family a high-ranking official in Beijing?" Why is there not even a plaque in front of the door? ”

"Don't hide it from your lord," the old man said with a smile: "This is the newly built mansion of my master, so the plaque has not yet been hung, as for his identity, please forgive the little old man for selling a pass, you will understand everything when you see him." ”

"Hmm." Yang Muyun didn't want to ask again, so he could only follow him through the corridor and walk towards the depths of the mansion.

There are lanterns hanging everywhere in this house, coupled with the full moon in the sky, everything looks bright, Yang Muyun saw that the pavilions and pavilions inside are magnificent, the trees and mountains are verdant and lush, the scenery is very beautiful, and the heart says that the master here must be not small.

He followed the old man past the middle courtyard of the front yard, turned into the backyard, and bypassed a lotus pond along a curved corridor, and saw a corner of the red mansion exposed from the sparse flowers and trees opposite, and the eaves were exposed.

He faintly heard a sound of shouting coming from the Red Mansion, and couldn't help asking, "Is your master here?" ”

"Exactly," the old man smiled mysteriously, "my master has been waiting here for a long time. ”

"What did you say?" Yang Muyun was secretly taken aback, "Could it all be a trap?" The Assassin had brought me here, and the old man had brought me in, and someone had planned it. ”

The old man quickened his pace and walked towards the Red Mansion, and Yang Muyun didn't ask any more questions, and followed closely.

The closer you get to the Red Mansion, the louder the shouting and shouting, and occasionally the sound of swords clashing.

"Could it be that someone is practicing martial arts there?" Yang Muyun looked at the red mansion and was full of doubts in his heart, "How did the master here know about me?" I don't know any big names in the capital! ”

The old man led him up the stairs to a door on the third floor with a heavy curtain.

"Your Excellency, please wait." The old man said to Yang Muyun. Turned around and lifted the curtain and walked in.

"Who will be the master here?" Yang Muyun's thoughts were a little confused, "I wonder if I've met him before?" ”

"My lord" was thinking, and the old man had lifted the curtain and came out, "My master is invited." ”

......

After Yang Muyun lifted the curtain and entered, he found that it was an extremely wide hall, the whole hall was empty, and there were two rows of young men and women wearing narrow sleeves on both sides, five people in each row. One row is dressed in green clothes, and the other row is dressed in red. They all watched intently as the two in the middle competed in martial arts.

Yang Muyun stared at it, one of the two people in the competition was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man in Tsing Yi, with a pair of double hooks in his hand, a pair of curved iron sickles on the hook body, and a crescent-shaped handguard blade at the handshake. His double hooks made the tiger angry, as if the air in front of him could be torn apart. His opponent was a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl in red, with a white silk in her hand, and a golden ball tied to the end of the white silk, which shuttled through the air like a snake in her hand, and only greeted the opponent with vital points.

The girl was extremely cute, with unusually bright eyes, and two shallow dimples appeared on her blown cheeks when she smiled.

Yang Muyun was shocked when he saw her appearance, "Cuirou, it turned out to be Zhu Xiyuan."

Cuirou, the palace maid who is close to her, why is she here? Looking at her moves to fight with others, her martial arts are not weak. ”

The double hook in the hand of the young man in Tsing Yi makes every move and every style is very sharp, and it is difficult to avoid it if it is an ordinary person, but Cuirou is not an ordinary person, she is like a butterfly wearing flowers and flies under the hook edge like a storm, and she dodges the killing move in a moment, and the golden ball on the white silk in her hand flies out and hits the weakness of the opponent.

It seems that the young man in Tsing Yi has the upper hand, but he has always been helpless......

Yang Muyun looked forward, there was a Taishi chair in the middle of the entire hall, and on the chair sat a scarlet-clad masked woman, her face was covered with a red scarf, and her charming eyes swept slightly towards Yang Muyun's body, and Yang Muyun's whole person trembled as if struck by lightning.

"With such charming eyes, a good romantic figure, and a pair of eyes that can make people so intoxicated, then I don't know how amazing her appearance should be." Yang Muyun restrained his mind from looking at him, but he couldn't help but glance at her.

Behind her stood a white-clothed scholar about twenty years old, with a graceful demeanor, watching intently the situation of the two in the field.

"Qiao Ziliang?" Yang Muyun was even more surprised, "How could he be in this place?" Seeing him respectfully standing behind the masked woman in scarlet clothes, it can be seen that this woman's status is far above him. ”

At this time, Qiao Ziliang also saw him, only to see a slight smile on his face and a nod to himself.

At this time, the battle between the two in the field became more and more intense, attracting the attention of everyone present, the figure of the young man in Tsing Yi was getting faster and faster, and his move was like lightning.

Cui Rou didn't dodge, and the light curtain crossed her...... In an exclamation, her figure vanished into invisibility like ripples spread by the reflected image in the water that had been touched.

The young man in Tsing Yi was startled, and quickly recruited and protected him, but it was too late, and he only heard a crisp sound of gold and iron ringing with "ding". The golden ball flew under his chin with the blades of the double hooks.

The young man in Tsing Yi only felt a chill in his throat, and his body quickly retreated seven feet back.

Cuirou's petite figure jumped down from the sky, retracted Bai Aya's hidden behind her, and looked at him with a smile.

"Good," Yang Muyun couldn't help but praise loudly. "No wonder the princess asked me not to beat her idea, it turns out that her martial arts are so powerful."

The young man in Tsing Yi blushed, gritted his teeth and raised his double hooks, and was about to move forward again.

The scarlet-clad masked woman in the "slow" chair spoke, her voice was full of seductive magnetism, which made people's hearts itch, "Bi Tong, you have already lost." ”

"Yes, Master." The tense expression of the young man in Tsing Yi immediately relaxed, and he put away his double hooks and silently returned to the row of Tsing Yi queues.

"Senior Brother Bi, I have conceded." Cui Rou smiled and saluted Bi Tong with a fist, then turned and retreated into another row of red-clothed queues.

"Cuirou, your martial arts are progressing quite fast!" The scarlet-clad masked woman looked at Cuirou with charming eyes.

"It's the master who taught it well!" Cui Rou's petite body bowed slightly and said.

"What you said is not kind," the masked woman in scarlet chuckled chuckles, "It's just that you understand quickly, otherwise people will think that the master only teaches you and not him!" As he spoke, he glanced at the young man in Tsing Yi.

"Bi Tong is stupid and can't comprehend the essence of the martial arts taught by the master," the young man in Tsing Yi bowed deeply, "Bi Tong only complained that he was not good at learning, and asked the master to punish him." ”

"You've practiced hard enough," the scarlet-clad masked woman's eyes rolled, "Usually asking your senior brother more is very helpful for your martial arts progress." ”

"Yes, Master." Bi Tong glanced at Qiao Ziliang behind the scarlet-clad masked woman, and responded respectfully.

"Qiao Ziliang is actually their senior brother, and that should also be the disciple of this woman," Yang Muyun glanced at Qiao Ziliang, and then looked at the scarlet-clad masked woman, "Although I can't see her face, but listening to her voice and looking at her eyes, she should be no more than twenty years old, and she is Qiao Ziliang's master who is older than her, it's really interesting......"

While his thoughts were flipping, he suddenly felt a cold gaze looking at him, and he couldn't help but shudder and looked at that gaze......

At this look, he was stunned, that person was none other than him, but he chased more than a dozen streets without chasing

The assassin who assassinated the celebrant Bingbi Wei Jiong in New Taicang. He was dressed in green clothes and stood in second place in that row of people in green clothes.

"Is he also a disciple of this scarlet-clad masked woman?" Yang Muyun was secretly vigilant in his heart, "His light body kung fu is not inferior to mine, I don't know what other amazing art industry there is, this place is really weird, if I can't get it today, I will have to be trapped here and can't get out......"

"Qi Feng, it's your turn." The scarlet-clad masked woman looked at the assassin Yang Muyun was staring at, "You are the last one to arrive here, I hope your martial arts are not the last in line." ”

"Qi Feng didn't dare to live up to his master's teachings." Qi Feng took a step forward and bowed to the masked woman in scarlet clothes and said.

"That's good," the scarlet-clad masked woman rolled her eyes and looked at the row of red-clothed disciples, "Zhu Tao......"

"Master," Qi Feng raised his head and said, "The disciple wants to choose a person to fight with himself, please ask Master's permission!" ”

"You choose?" The scarlet-clad masked woman seemed to be interested, "Except for Zhu Tao, everyone else has already tried, and it doesn't seem fair for you to choose among them again!" ”

"The disciple doesn't want to be chosen among them," Qi Feng's gaze swept towards Yang Muyun, "The disciple wants to have a discussion with Lord Yang, who is also the head of the military department, and asks the master for permission." ”

The nerves in Yang Muyun's whole body tensed immediately.

The eyes of the scarlet-clad masked woman also fell on Yang Muyun's body, and the soft and bone-eroding voice sounded in Yang Muyun's ears, "This Lord Yang is a distinguished guest I invited, isn't it too rude for you to compete with him in front of me?" There was no blame in his voice.

"Master," Qi Feng continued, "The disciple also feels that this move is very rude, but the words have already been spoken, even if you blame the disciple, the disciple must insist on his own opinion, and afterwards the disciple will make amends to you and Lord Yang, Master." ”

The scarlet-clad masked woman's charming ** eyes narrowed slightly, and she turned to Yang Muyun, "Lord Yang, my apprentice refuses to back down, what do you think about it?" ”

"Since Brother Qi is so interested, then Yang will just play with you," Yang Muyun smiled, "You ran away once in New Taicang, and you ran away again in the soup cake house, I hope you won't run again this time." ”

"Lord Yang, don't worry," the corners of Qi Feng's mouth hooked, and a hint of fierceness appeared in his eyes, "If you run away, I won't chase you." As he spoke, he stood still in front of him, his sleeves slightly raised, and his left foot stepped forward, about to make a move......

"Wait a minute." Yang Muyun waved his hand and jumped to the side.

"Are you scared?" Qi Feng raised his eyebrows, and a hint of mockery appeared on his face.

Yang Muyun ignored him and beckoned to Cuirou.

"Did you call me?" Seeing him smile and nod to herself, Cui Rou looked at Master.

The scarlet-clad masked woman bowed slightly to her, and Cui Rou came to Yang Muyun's side with light steps, "Say, what's the matter?" ”

"This dress is too much of a hindrance," Yang Muyun said: "The robe has big sleeves, and you can't run fast, how can you fight people?" He smiled at Cuirou, "I'll give you this official coat and hat to take care of, okay?" ”

"Okay!" Cuirou's beautiful eyes winked at him, "But why are you looking for me?" ”

"I know you here," Yang Muyun said with a smile: "If you take away my official uniform, I can still go to the princess to find you." ”

Cui Rou took a sip, "Didn't the princess warn you not to beat my idea?" ”

Yang Muyun said in his heart, where dare I, a princess is enough to make me anxious, how can I still have branches? The smile on his face was not less than half a point: "I dare not listen to the princess's words, and I will also keep the girl's words in mind." ”

"Flim Flam." Cui Rou's eyes widened, and there seemed to be a smile on her face.

......

Yang Muyun took off his official robe, took off his official hat and handed it to Cui Rou.

"Qi Feng is good at using hidden weapons, you have to be careful." When Cuirou stepped back, she whispered in Yang Muyun's ear.

Yang Muyun's heart was hot, and his eyes looking at her were full of gratitude.

"Lord Yang, are you ready?" Qi Feng seemed to be waiting impatiently on the side.

Yang Muyun straightened his clothes and took a few steps forward, and hugged his fist at him, "Brother Lao Qi has been waiting for a long time." ”

"Don't you take a weapon?" Qi Feng asked, staring at him.