Chapter 367: Zijin

(.. Money man. Duan Mingyu exhaled softly. I closed my eyes. Xiong Yu and the others listened attentively when they saw the Lord Guogong. Busy also forbidden to talk and laugh. Listen intently.

The faint sound of the flute rings in my ears. At the same time ringing in his head. It was Zheng Yingying's voice: "Childe. This is not a flute. To be precise. It should be called shakuhachi. Shakuhachi is derived from the Qiang flute. It's not much different from the flute. However, it is rare to see it in the Central Plains.ì After the Tang Dynasty sent me to learn from the Middle Earth to go to shakuhachi, it was very popular in Dongying.It is said that one of their princes loved shakuhachi.Every rì played and did not leave the body.However, most of the repertoire they circulated was passed down during the Tang Dynasty.Like ......"

Duan Mingyu showed a sneering smile on his lips: "I didn't expect this official to chat with Yingying. With this mess of knowledge. Today, Rì narrowly saved his own life. "Zijin". Hey, do you become a Buddha in one voice? How. Ying Ying first met me to hunt me down. At that time, Wang Aiqing copied the jì courtyard of the Yangwei Dart Bureau. Provoked Yingying back......."

Zheng Yingying's pretty face suddenly turned red. The sound of the flute is long. Full of desolate taste. It's a bit out of place with this festive scene. Xiong Yu frowned. I think something is wrong. But when he saw Duan Mingyu, his eyes closed slightly. A leisurely face. It seems to be very fascinating. But it is inconvenient to stop it. He beckoned to a servant. He was instructed to prepare some bounty. The flute suddenly plucked. There seems to be a broken sound.

Xiong Yu looked up. I saw Duan Mingyu raising his glass to drink. The larynx is exposed. He holds a fruit bowl in his left hand. is blocked in the neck. There was a pair of smiling eyes on it.

The fruit bowl clanged. A steel needle bullet landed on the table. At this time, the confused eyes of the poor little blind girl suddenly returned to their clarity. She stared at Yang Hao with murderous eyes. Shakuhachi has been thrown to the ground by her.

Only one poison needle can be hidden in the flute. Once the shè is out, it becomes a waste.

I saw that the little blind girl suddenly turned into an eight-legged spider. Hands waved frequently. From her waist, collar, and sleeves flew out of many hidden weapons. Almost at the same time. Duan Mingyu kicked over the table. Boom. Cups and plates fall to the ground. The seven or eight hidden weapons were all on the table.

These are snowflake-shaped darts. In the east called shuriken. Under the sun. The darts all showed a blue face, apparently quenched with great poison.

Ninjas don't carry too many hidden weapons. Because this Yuxi is sharp and poisonous. Inconvenience of hiding. And too many weapons will gain weight . And what the ninja asks for is to be as light as a swallow. Seven or eight hidden weapons worked to no avail. The little blind girl had no hidden weapon on her. She let out a loud shout. It turned out to be a man's voice. I saw him spin and pull. Draw a sharp, slender blade from the bamboo cane. Then he stabbed at Duan Mingyu. It turned out that this blind man's staff was actually a ninja staff.

At this point, the table has been turned over. The adults sat there dumbfounded. The robes are covered in grease. Some people are still holding chopsticks in their hands. Duan Mingyu holds the plate in one hand. Holding a wine glass in one hand. I sat there for a long time. Seeing a long and narrow sword stabbing like a snake's letter. Duan Mingyu's fingers loosened. The cup in the palm of your hand slammed to the ground. Fall to a smash.

Duan Mingyu smashed the cup. The scholars, who were wandering around under the opposite porch like tourists, suddenly jumped up. Fast over Ben Lei. The officials who rushed to this table were killed. The hands are all bright and shiny. That's when the adults reacted. One by one, shouting and screaming scattered.

Duan Mingyu took off the plate in his hand and flew towards the assassin. At the same time one foot hooks back. Hooked the chair under his hips in front of him. A long, narrow sword runs through the legs of the chair. Duan Mingyu whirled his chair. And he wrangled the long sword. The Assassin took one of his five fingers. Grabbed Duan Mingyu's facial features. In a matter of moments. He had five eagle claw hooks on his fingers. Dangerously clinging to Duan Mingyu's facial features, he swept over.

"Catch the assassins, catch the assassins."

A few of the newly surrendered generals screamed in a mock voice. Pretending to be looking for a weapon. Deliberately procrastinating and refusing to come forward to help. After all, some generals are forced to surrender. But they soon found out that they couldn't pretend. A few scholar-like men with sharp blades have pounced forward. The target turned out to be them.

The ninja used the hand armor hook and still fell short. He leaned over and continued to grasp Duan Mingyu's door. With a backhand, he pulled out a ninja knife bound to his thigh from under his skirt. Then. A handsome maid in Tsing Yi suddenly flashed in front of Yang Hao. The three-foot green blade in his hand swung out suddenly. Ding-ding-ding-ding So he slashed off the five armors from his palm. If he hadn't withdrawn his hand in time. All five fingers are going to be cut off.

Hand-to-hand triad. The ninja knew that this woman was a good artist. Today rì is hard to come by. He immediately fled. He hurried to the courtyard. Raise your hand.A big tree outside the corridor.The ninja jumped.With the power of the rope, he floated to the outside of the courtyard wall.Zhu Yun chased to the wall.A dry land plucked onions.One hand hit the courtyard wall.Climbed over the courtyard wall.Chased it closely.

When the yamen carried knives and iron chains, they surrounded them with stubble. The Assassins have scattered as beasts and birds. Duan Guogong raised his arms and shouted unshockedly: "Ladies and gentlemen. Ladies and gentlemen. Don't panic. Don't panic. The Assassins have dispersed. This official has been around for a few years. Encounter numerous assassins. It has long been a matter of course............

Xiong Yu stepped forward with a face like dirt and said, "Guogong. Guogong ......"

Duan Mingyu and Yan Yue said to him scerely: "This champion is safe and fine. Don't worry about it, Lord Bear."

Xiong Yu said incoherently: "No. Guogong. It's the proclamator. General Wang has died of exhaustion. General Long was unconscious....... this is too ...... Something like this happened in the lower jurisdiction. How can the lower officials explain to the imperial court?" Duan Mingyu looked at it. Very good. These are really pretentious. A new general who refuses to come to the rescue. This kind of person is most wobbly. Duan Mingyu definitely wants to seize this opportunity to get rid of it.

"There is such a thing."

Duan Mingyu pretended to be surprised. Hurry over and take a look. I saw these generals sitting under a pillar. The eyes are wide open. A trail of blood under the throat. It's dead.

Duan Mingyu said: "This individual is a warrior. The usual blade is a knife. Today rì drink feast. Naturally, he couldn't carry a weapon with him. He actually dared to chase into Shou Chūn City. Blatantly stabbed under the noses of many officials. What's even more damning. As always. They can't kill the master. It's always the others who suffer. The generals who didn't have weapons in their hands were surprisingly good at the assassins they encountered. Under the combined attack of several assassins, he was slashed in the throat. Killed on the spot. On the contrary, it is Lord Xiong Yu, who has no power to fight back. After being punched out by the Assassin. Now he is besieging the officer. Instead, he let Lord Xiong pick up a xìng life. If you lose your horse, you don't know if it's a blessing......"