Chapter 1 The Qin family's cottage, the evil guest arrives

Yunzhou, Qinjiazhai. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Since the first generation of Qinjiazhai owner Qin Gongwang created the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife in the past, this Qinjiazhai has enjoyed a reputation for more than 100 years.

It's just that if any force has been inherited for hundreds of years, it will definitely cause disputes. What's more, since this Qinjiazhai is called with such a name, it proves that in this cottage, people with the surname Qin are the head. It's just that Lao Tzu has the ability does not mean that his son is also capable. Besides, since it is a cottage, the food is naturally the food on the road, and the big guys are all characters on the road with white knives and red knives, so naturally there is no loyalty!

What's more, nearly a hundred years has been enough for any glorious family to decline, and the Qin family is naturally no exception.

Therefore, although today's Qin family village is still called by this name, the person in charge of this cottage is no longer the Qin family, but the son-in-law of the Qin family - Yao Bodang!

On this day, Yao Bodang, the owner of Qinjiazhai, gathered a group of thieves in his cottage to gather in front of him. The black pressure people stood in the hall in front of the martial arts arena, and so many people gathered together, but they were lined up horizontally and vertically, without a trace of noise. Everyone is standing with their hands upright, showing the style of a cottage that has been inherited for a hundred years.

At this moment, Yao Bodang, who was sitting on the main seat, frowned, and did not have the high spirit of leading a century-old cottage as ordinary people thought, and looked forward to his self-pride. And all this is because of a letter, which is in his hands at the moment.

Every morning, Yao Bodang would get up early to practice the knife, then wash up, come to the hall of the martial arts arena, sit on the main seat, drink a cup of tea, and watch the disciples in the cottage practice the knife.

However, when Yao Bodang arrived in the hall this morning, he saw a letter next to the teacup. It was a very ordinary envelope, and the cover read: Yao Zhai Lord personally opened. The penmanship on this cover is strong and powerful, which shows that the person who writes has really worked calligraphy and painting, and the pen power is even more heavy and strong, straight through the back of the paper, and more faintly reveals a sharp and sharp meaning.

I asked the disciples around me who sent the letter, but I didn't know what to ask! The disciple who served the tea said that he did not see the letter on the table when the tea was served. His gaze slowly swept over the faces of these disciples. Yao Bodang could tell that it was not the means of these disciples, and they could not write such words. Moreover, these disciples have been cultivated by themselves for many years, and they are their own cronies.

His disciples would always bring a cup of hot tea when they walked into the arena, and then go to the front of the hall to greet them. When I entered the hall and drank the teacup, the temperature of the tea happened to be the temperature I was used to. If it's not an inner ghost, then it's in this just a few breaths, in this hall that only opens the door. Someone around his group of people unknowingly put a letter on the table, and no one of them noticed! What if this man poisoned the tea! Wouldn't that be an easy way to kill yourself!

Seeing Yao Bodang's ugly face, his son Yao Tai stepped forward quickly, reached out to take the letter, and "accidentally" knocked down the teacup next to him, and there was not a drop of tea left, all of which spilled out.

"Daddy forgives sins, the child is too impatient." Yao Tai hurriedly "pleaded guilty".

"It doesn't matter." Yao Bodang said lightly, but Yao Tai, who was familiar with his father, knew from Yao Bodang's subtle movements that his father was more satisfied with his move.

Pinch the envelope. Yao Tai felt that the envelope was extremely thin, there should only be a piece of paper inside, and the seal of the envelope was not sealed with wax. Yao Tai opened the envelope, took out the letterhead inside, and when he saw the first word on it, he quickly flipped the letter over, and the handwriting was facing down, and then he completely took out the letterhead. I shook the letterhead, but I didn't see anything falling, and I didn't see anything unusual in my hands. Yao Tai presented the letterhead to Yao Bodang with both hands.

Yao Bodang took the letterhead and looked at it, only to see a few lines on it:

"I have heard for a long time that the five tiger broken door knives of Qinjiazhai are powerful and martial arts, and in the past, Qin Gongwang used the five tiger broken door knives of the 8864 style to shock the world and create Qinjiazhai. The owner of Yao Zhai is the owner of Qinjia Village. Martial arts must have exhausted the true inheritance of the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife. Yu Jianfa Xiaocheng, when he first entered the rivers and lakes, he also heard the name of the owner of the village. At noon, I will come to visit, and I hope that the owner of the village will not hesitate to give advice.

Nobody, lonely and respectful. ”

"Megalomaniacal boy! Outrageous! Yao Bodang scolded angrily.

There will never be a shortage of people in this world who want to become famous overnight, delusionally trying to defeat those masters who have become famous. Make a name for yourself. Yao Bodang has seen a lot of this kind of person, and there are usually disciples who send him away, and he can't see himself at all.

But this person today is not ordinary! The first voice was snatched, and under the noses of a crowd, a letter was placed on the table. showed a wonderful light skill, which forced himself to fight!

The Qin family has a big business, if this person called Duguxing sneaks in with light skills, who can beat it except for himself and a few others! There are only a thousand days to be a thief, and there is no thousand days to prevent thieves! So, you have to fight! Fair and square! Fight and win!

With a plan in his heart, Yao Bodang sent someone to invite several elders and brothers of the same generation in the village to come to the hall and let everyone wait outside the hall.

After a while, the sound of all the disciples saluting and greeting sounded outside the hall, and then several people stepped into the hall. These are all coarse and linen clothes, with belts around their waists, and a single knife with a handle hanging on their waists.

The leader is an old man with white hair, walking with a breezy step, which makes people feel old and strong at first sight. I saw this old man coming by the hilt of his sword, and when he got closer, he asked, "Master of the village, why do you need to gather all of us here?" ”

"Third uncle, look." Yao Bodang handed the letterhead to the old man.

"The owner of the village, this kind of thing often happens, An can make the owner of the village so cautious, but there are other weirdness?" The old man read the letter at a glance and was a little puzzled.

"This letter was placed next to my tea bowl, and my disciple had not seen it when he served tea, and when he put the tea on the table, he went out to welcome me in. I've just seen that the doors and windows of this hall are locked from the inside except for the front door. After only a few breaths, someone quietly put down the letter beside a group of people, and left quietly, but no one found his trace. ”

"Shhh In this way, this man is a master! After listening to Yao Bodang's description, the old man couldn't help frowning.

"At the very least, he is a master of light skills, and that is enough to make him invincible. Such characters say that he is a small swordsman, but who can despise him! Yao Bodang paced in the hall.

"The owner of the village, you are the owner of Qinjiazhai, the faΓ§ade of Qinjiazhai, you can't make a move easily. There are still old bones such as us in the village, and we still know a few knife techniques, and let's learn this person's tricks first. Alone? This name has never been heard of in the rivers and lakes! How can you just come to a cat or a dog to challenge the owner of the village! The old man said loudly, and several old men of similar age behind him also echoed loudly.

"Third uncle, if there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, the inheritance in the village still depends on you, how can you be allowed to take risks easily. This person's origin is unknown, and he will provoke the prestige of my Qinjiazhai for a hundred years, and I am afraid that there are other calculations, and there will be uncles sitting in various key places in the village. I'll take care of this man! Yao Bodang rejected the old man's proposal.

"The owner of the village, you are the owner of the Qinjiazhai! The son of a daughter does not sit down! The old man couldn't help but be anxious.

"It is because I am the owner of the village that I have to take responsibility, I spend a lot of money on weekdays, all of which are provided in the village, and it is time to reciprocate! Outsiders say that we are a martial arts family, since we are a family, we must have the appearance of a family, and the important thing is that my Qinjiazhai has an endless heritage. Moreover, who said that I would definitely lose, his light skills are good, and my knife is fierce enough! At most, I couldn't catch up with him, and he didn't dare to get close. ”

"The owner of the village ......"

"Alright, I've made up my mind!"

…………

Near noon, Yao Bodang gathered a group of thieves in the village, and he himself sat on the main seat in the hall of the martial arts arena, holding the letter that caused a storm in his hand. The people in the village were ready, just waiting for the man to come to the door.

The main gate of Qinjiazhai.

The eight men who had already received the order stood tall at the door.

"It's noon!" A man with slender eyes looked at the sun, and he saw the hour most accurately, and it was not much different from the missing carving.

"The man ......" moved his ears, and his ears were very sharp, and he did not hear footsteps.

"It's coming!" The man who was looking from afar suddenly said.

Everyone followed his gaze and saw a white figure appear at the end of the avenue in front of the door. From a distance, this person seemed to be strolling leisurely, but the distance between him and Qinjiazhai was shortening sharply. This contradictory feeling of fast and slow appeared in one person, which made people extremely uncomfortable, and those eight people were not strong in martial arts, and they felt uncomfortable after watching it a few more times, and couldn't help blinking their eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, the figure in the distance was gone.

"I'm lonely in the next place, come and visit."

A man in white, who didn't know when he was already standing at the gate of the village, looked at the eight people at the gate of the village, and said loudly. (To be continued.) )

PS: Book friends, a new volume has begun, this volume is just like the name of the volume, it is written that the sword demon is lonely and seeks defeat! At the beginning of a new volume, it is natural to have a new beginning. Blood Moon reiterates here, this book is set up by 100, 1,000 recommendations, 10,000 rewards, and 50 monthly passes, any of these four conditions are met, and the Blood Moon will add a more chapter, and never break its promise!

Book friends, Blood Moon needs your support, and your support is the driving force for Blood Moon to struggle!