Three days later, Zhang Huen came to Lu'an County without any danger, and many of them lost disguise, and there was no martial arts person who came to the door along the way, on the way, Zhang Huen found a group of suspicious people, each of them wore hats, wearing robes, which is not uncommon in the rainy season, but all riding horses and swords without flags to the east, in case of straying into other people's territory how to explain?

Zhang Huen followed them through two small cities, and then a day's walk to Jinling, the goal of this group of people seems to be Jinling, until sunset, this group of people still walk forward after passing through a small town, as if they don't want to spend the night in the town, and with Zhang Huen's observation in the past few days, it is found that the team of these people is getting bigger and bigger, and the accomplices who came from all over the world are also dressed in the same way, as if they don't want people to know their identities.

Could it be that they want to travel more? Zhang Huen did not stop to keep a distance behind them, and when he turned a hill, the number of those people increased again, looking at the large number of people waiting on the mountain, there were about 3,000 people, and all of them were not low, at least in Zhang Huen's opinion, they all had the skills of martial arts school or above.

Further on, the group of people began to turn towards the southeast, Zhang Huen stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the smoke and dust they rolled up, thinking to himself What a strange thing, so many people in the martial arts are going to the southeast together, is there something big going to happen there?

Since everyone's goals are different, there is naturally no intersection, Zhang Huen saw that there was no village in front of the village and no store here, so naturally he had no intention of sleeping in the wilderness, and took advantage of the night to go towards Jinling, and when the sky was bright, he rushed to the west gate of Jinling.

Zhang Huen lined up in the line to enter the city early in the morning, and the forbidden troops defending the city were probably all under the Wuhou Sect. The shiny epaulette of the martial lieutenant is hung on the armor, and only under the jurisdiction of the Martial Saint Sect will there be people who abide by the tattered rules that are laughed at by the people in the martial arts of the world, Zhang Huen followed the crowd and walked towards the city gate, and the guards checked the items carried by the people who entered the city one by one, and it was Zhang Huen's turn. Seeing that he had no long things, he should have been released after paying the money to enter the door, but a star officer on duty with a martial arts school epaulette stopped him and asked:

"Where are the people, where are they coming from, where are they going?"

Zhang Huen replied in a hoarse voice:

"People from Sichuan, go to Jinling to do business."

"Doing business? Where is the burden, where is the silver? ”

Zhang Huen took out the silver ticket he was carrying and let the star officer look at it, and the star officer looked at the silver ticket with straight eyes. Bellowed:

"Take it!"

Zhang Huen thought he was greedy for silver tickets, and hurriedly shouted:

"Why did you take me?"

"Hmph, you are an old man, carrying so many silver tickets on the road alone, and you still hit the middle of the river, do you really think we are fools?"

As soon as Zhang Huen saw through it, he slapped the soldiers beside him with one palm, and rushed straight towards the star officer. The star officer on duty yelled that it was not good, and raised a knife to block Zhang Huen's crutches. But the huge force directly pressed the back of the knife on his shoulder, Zhang Huen carried a cane and made a move of the old monkey to pound the medicine, and smashed the star officer ten meters away, and the surrounding people hurriedly fled, Zhang Huen threw the crutches and crossed the city gate in a few steps. The soldiers who poured out of the hole in the city gate saw a black wind flash, and they lost the trace of Zhang Huen.

"Quick, report to the Shenhou Mansion!"

After Zhang Huen rushed into the city gate, he turned around in the street and jumped onto a small building on stilts. He took off his hat, took off his black robe, took a fan in someone's house, and transformed into a tall old man in a green robe. Standing on the corner of the street and watching the forbidden army and the martial arts people of the Shenhou Mansion search around, they dodged and entered a wine shop.

"Guest, what do you want to eat?"

"Half a catty of cooked beef, and then two corners of wine."

"Okay."

The people sitting in the wine shop looked at the forbidden army and the disciples of Wuhou who were scurrying like headless flies outside, and sneered:

"It looks like another samurai is causing trouble in the city."

"Hmph, a bunch of waste who eat idle food know that it takes a long time to catch a thief."

"Shhhh

“。。。。。。 Eat and eat, eat early and go home early, and the province will be angry when they see these people. ”

Zhang Huen sat there drinking wine and eating meat, and after a while, a team officer rushed in from outside the door and said to the shopkeeper:

"Have you ever seen an old farmer in a black robe?"

The shopkeeper hurriedly shook his head, and the officer glanced at the surrounding diners, asked people to go upstairs to search, walked to Zhang Huen's table alone, knocked on the table and said:

"What's your name and where are you from?"

Zhang Huen thought to himself that he was on the bar with me, right, took out the wooden card and put it on the table, the team officer picked it up and looked at it, and said with a smile:

"Such an old martial arts boy, it's a shame, get out!"

Zhang Hu'en said that you don't want to find me, just throw down a broken silver, except for the wine store, he came to the street, saw that the street has basically returned to normal, walked to a beggar who was squatting in the corner to bask in the sun, and threw a broken silver in his bowl, not all beggars are in the beggar gang, if it is a beggar gang, it will not be embarrassing on the street, after all, people are also samurai.

This real beggar hurriedly kowtowed and thanked him, Zhang Huen squatted down along the wall and asked:

"Little brother, do you know where the Qiulong Courtyard is?"

The beggar's face froze, and he looked around suspiciously and said:

"Old man, ask what the ghost place is doing, and if you come to play truthfully, there are many places, so don't go to that place."

"Jingle bells."

Zhang Huen threw another grain of silver into his bowl, and the beggar hurriedly picked it up and hid it in tattered clothes, leaned over and whispered:

"The old man is a person in the martial arts, let me tell you, go five streets to the south, you can see a small lake, the building in the lake is the Qiulong Courtyard, but there are forbidden troops around it, and there are good hands patrolling the Shenhou Mansion outside the courtyard, I advise you to 。。。。。。"

"Thank you."

Patting the beggar on the shoulder, Zhang Huen got up and turned into an alley, jumped into the room and looked at the past, there was really a small artificially dug lake in the south, there were several small boats on the small lake, and there were human figures on them, I think it was the forbidden army. After Zhang Huen left, the beggar stood up with the bowl, turned around and entered the ready-to-wear shop behind him, and when Xiao Er saw him, he said:

"Get out to the back, if you want to eat, there's something in the back kitchen!"

The beggar smiled and nodded, pushed the door into the house, threw away the broken bowl and the dog beating stick as soon as he entered the room, and bowed his hand to a Taoist priest who was meditating at the head of the bed:

"Uncle Shi, it's time to enter the city again."

The man opened his eyes and said,

"How's the skill?"

"The disciple can't see the depth."

"Well, good, let's go down."

The beggar bowed and withdrew, and the Taoist priest got out of bed, pushed open the back door, jumped over the wall and jumped into another courtyard, bowed down and whispered to the air:

"Mother-in-law, another master has gone to Qiulong Academy."

An old voice came from the courtyard:

"Got it, keep watching."

"Yes."

After the Taoist priest climbed over the wall and walked, an old woman came out of the house, her skills were even more strange, floating flat and swept past the low houses, and finally quietly landed in a courtyard in this pile of low buildings, and also whispered in a low voice:

"Grandma Tong, Zhu Tianbu's side has increased to sixty-two."

She didn't hear a reply, she raised her voice a little more and continued to report again, and a cold snort came from the room, and the old woman hurriedly knelt down and said:

"Little guilt."

A girl's voice rang out:

"Isn't there some kind of stealing chickens and dogs, how can such a person help me?"

"Grandma Tong, my subordinates will go to review."

"No need, anyway, Lin Chaoying and Monk Xuancheng have already arrived, and my senior brother will be here tonight, which is enough."

"Yes!"

"What is it?"

The old woman hurriedly kowtowed and said:

"The little one didn't hear anything, so the little one went to keep watching."

“。。。。。。”

With a whoosh, after a period of silence, a cold hidden weapon suddenly entered the old woman's body, and the old woman fell to the ground with tears in her eyes.

"Thank you for the reward."

"Go and keep a good eye on that slut for me, and if she's still playing with those little white faces, come back and tell me, so I can show my brother a good show."

Zhang Huen didn't know that he had been monitored, but even if he knew, he felt that it didn't matter, this was Jinling, the capital of the Wu Dynasty, and there were spies from the Wu Shengzong and spies from the Shenhou Mansion everywhere, so it would be strange if he wasn't watched.

He got off the roof and walked towards the lake, this street was very sparsely populated, the shops along the street were closed, and occasionally a few pedestrians were in a hurry, as if they did not want to stay on the street for a minute longer, he stopped at the street entrance, looked at the small lake in the distance, and heard the door behind him with a creak, he looked back, only to see a woman in green purring at him, signaling him to enter.

Zhang Huen did not doubt him, and walked into the door, only to see that it was full of young and beautiful women, and everyone was staring at him with swords. The woman in green closed the lintel and arched her hand:

"Dare to ask the seniors whether they are under the Quanzhen Sect or the Freedom Sect?"

Zhang Huen was silent for a while, and it took a long time before he said:

"Shaolin subordinate Zhang Huen."

The women were stunned for a while, but the woman in green smiled and said:

"It turned out to be a Shaolin man, I don't know which character the predecessors rank compared to the Shaolin monks?"

Zhang Huen said in his heart that you checked the household registration, and asked rhetorically:

"I don't know who the girl is, could it be Gusu Murong?"

The women looked at each other, and an older woman with a goose egg face and a pink dress stood up and said:

"Our master is a narrow word."

When Zhang Huen heard this, he spared a few turns in his mind before he knew who she was talking about, and hurriedly said:

"It turned out to be a disciple of the Yue female saint, disrespectful and disrespectful."

"The seniors came here this time, but to save the Empty Saint?"

Zhang Huen thought to himself, but in the Qiulong Courtyard, only the sweeping monk is a monk, it turns out that the old monk's Dharma name is Kongran!

"Exactly."

"In this way, we can join forces." (To be continued.) )