Chapter 13 The young master has cut people down!
Nothing was said all night.
Early in the morning, the Night Terror Hall leaned against the corner of the wall, paying attention to the wind and grass outside.
The bird squatted in his arms, probably because of an outsider, and slept a little more normally, just tilting his head.
Luo Nuxia didn't seem to be asleep, and every quarter of an hour, she would turn over and sneak a glance at him, probably to see if he had made a move to fold the cloud glass.
Zheyunli was peaceful, leaning three feet away, holding the knife and not moving at all, and there was no case of leaning on the shoulder in the middle of the night.
The east gradually turns white.
When the night terror hall saw the point, he hugged the bird and got up, and when he thought of this move, the girl next to him took out half an inch and looked at him vigilantly.
"What do you do?"
"Go out to work."
Night Terror patted his robe and motioned to the room:
"Do you think I'm just like you people sent from high families, doing nothing and eating and drinking?"
Zhe Yunli blinked, put away the knife, got up and patted his upturned buttocks:
"What do you do? Would you like to help? β
Luo Ning, who was on the bed, propped up her upper body when she heard the words, with three points of sleepiness:
"Yunli!"
After a night's rest, Luo Ning's complexion recovered most of it, and her original appearance began to show, supporting her body like a lazy young woman, her long hair like water waves sprinkled down, and her sleepy and angry peach blossom eyes were enough to make the sleepy person awake instantly and make the sober person fall into a daze.
Night Terror Hall felt that Luo Ning's appearance was extraordinary yesterday, and when he looked at it again in the morning, he directly added three points of immortal energy, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was the seven fairies who were deceived home by the Cowherd, and he couldn't help but take a few more looks.
Finding that the night terror hall was looking, Luo Ning lay down with her head down, pulled up the futon to cover her body, and her eyes were slightly cold.
Seeing that Luo Ning was difficult, Zhe Yunli responded with a smile:
"Master, I'm not going out to play, I'm looking for news, it's safer to follow him."
Night Terror went out with a knife: "You're safe, what should I do?" I'm not your accomplice, if you attract the six evils of the black ya, I can't fight or run, won't it affect me? β
"I'm pretending to be your daughter-in-law, no one should ......"
"Yunli!"
Luo Ning flipped up, furious!
Zhi Yunli said helplessly: "Why do you play on the spot......"
"What's going on?"
Luo Ning became angry when she heard these words, and asked Yunli to pretend to be the daughter-in-law of this thief, and she was definitely taken advantage of by the boat along the river, and she was already ......
That's not a master and apprentice together......
"How can you do this kind of drama when you are a girl who has not been out of the cabinet?"
Zhe Yunli thought about it: "Then I'll pretend to be his sister...... Huh? β
Before he could finish speaking, the Night Terror Hall had already disappeared outside the courtyard gate......
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On the other side, Tianshui Bridge, the Pei family's mansion.
As soon as the sky was bright, Pei Xiangjun sat in the main hall, his fingers tapped on the table, and his brows were tightly locked.
On the main seat, sitting Mrs. Zhang Yulian, the widow of the boss of the Pei family, also had a sad color between her eyebrows, holding a white porcelain tea cup in her hand, and gently rubbing the rim of the cup with the lid:
"The people in the rivers and lakes outside are becoming more and more unsympathetic, Wang Xiangzhu went to visit Zhou's house to talk about the Qingjiang wharf, and he didn't even see a few masters, so he asked the housekeeper to come forward to receive him...... Our Qinglong Hall has fallen to this step of the field, what kind of face does it have to order the main hall of Honghua Building to ......"
"Sister-in-law, how can I not know these things, talking on the rivers and lakes looks at the fists......"
Mrs. Zhang's position in the rivers and lakes is regarded as a 'helper', and now the eldest and second of the Pei family have passed away, leaving only her son Pei Luo; Pei Luo has no talent for martial arts, and she is a single seedling, she doesn't dare to tell her son about the Jianghu industry, now besides counting on Sanniang in front of her, who else can she count on?
Mrs. Zhang knew that it was not easy for Pei Xiangjun to carry the Honghua Building alone, and sighed lightly:
"Sanniang, I didn't say you, I said the situation. Now, I can only hope that the shocking hall sent by the second brother can carry these things. When the second brother passed away, he was able to follow the will and send the family property all the way, which would inevitably be affectionate and righteous, and his conduct would not be bad. Otherwise, you can pass on the marksmanship and let him ......."
Pei Xiangjun shook his head slightly: "I know that Jingtang has a good character, and he looks like a talent, like a person who does big things." But far water can't save the near fire, the moon stick knife is a lifetime gun, even if he has a good foundation, good talent, and good marksmanship, it will take three or five years at the earliest, and go out to accumulate fame in actual combat, and it will be another three years......"
Mrs. Zhang had no other hope at all, so she could only say:
"Xing Jingtang's talent is amazing, he learned the Pei family gun in a month, and next month he will go to Juyi Building to meet with the hall masters, and he just took Jingtang with ......"
Pei Xiangjun was a little helpless: "If you pull out the seedlings like this, no matter how good the embryo is, you have to use it up." Even if you learn marksmanship in a month, you don't have any experience in the rivers and lakes, who can you beat when you go out? β
"Landlord, it's not good......"
While the two women were talking, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door, and Xiuhe ran in, her eyes full of anxiety.
As soon as these words came out, the two women in the hall frowned, and Pei Xiangjun got up and said:
"What's going on?"
"The young master came over today, and somehow there was a conflict with the six demons on the way."
"Six evils?"
Pei Xiangjun frowned and thought slightly:
"It must have been a knife near Mingyu Tower, and it was suspected by Heiya, who sent someone over yesterday to confirm the identity of Jingtang. Shocking Tang will not "Eight Steps Crazy Knife", let them try it casually, and it will not go wrong. β
Xiuhe hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, no." The black and white impermanence of the hand, there is no eyeliner nearby, I only heard that when the iron arm impermanence comes out, the blood flow in the left arm is like ......"
"Huh?!"
Zhang Yulian stood up and said in disbelief: "Shocking the hall cut down the black impermanence? β
Pei Xiangjun hurriedly shook his head: "What are you kidding?" Shocked that you don't understand the slightest rules, what can you do to cut the black and impermanent copper skin and iron bones? That's the foreign grandmaster of Heiya! β
Xiuhe said nervously: "People outside say so, go and take a look, the young master seems to be still blocked by Bai Wuchang......"
Seeing this, Pei Xiangjun didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly went out......
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Black clouds overpowered the city, and it had been a while since dawn, and the streets were still relatively dark.
Night Terror led the horse out of Shuanggui Lane, came to the vicinity of Tianshui Bridge with Birdie, ordered a basket of steamed buns at the bun shop at the corner of the street, and had breakfast with Birdbird, still wondering what the two women in the house were eating, whether to let Birdie send the two buns back.
But before he could figure it out, out of the corner of his eye in the Night Terror Hall, he found that at the mouth of the alley not far away, a figure looked at him.
Night Terror Hall raised his eyes to look, but saw that the person at the entrance of the alley was Yang Guan, who had just beaten yesterday.
Yang Guan's hand was wrapped in bandages, his face was gloomy, he hooked his hand at him, and then entered the alley.
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Night Terror sensed that something was wrong, and raised his hand slightly, and the bird spread its wings and flew into the air.
A moment later, the bird fell from the sky, "chirping", and motioned to the three people.
Yang Guan came out again, and the matter was not settled.
Night Terror pondered a little, dropped a few copper coins, and entered the alley with a knife on his waist.
The alleyway is very deep, and when you go to the corner, it is a dead end, with high walls on the left and right, and a passage in the middle.
In the gloomy world, two figures stood side by side in the middle of the alleyway, both wearing robes and hats, dressed as ordinary Jianghu people, one was tall, the other was relatively thin, and did not hold a blade.
Yang Guan stood behind the two.
The Night Terror Hall stood alone at the entrance of the alley, and after glancing at the two hats, he looked at Yang Guan:
"Not convinced?"
Yang Guan is very confident: "When you first arrived, you dared to use martial arts in the capital, do you really think that no one in the world can cure you?" If you unload your hands and feet, I will let you go, otherwise I will beat you to death today, you are a righteous son of the Pei family, and no one will give you a head. β
Night Terror said no more, and walked slowly forward with the knife in hand, and after only two steps, his body suddenly exploded, rushing towards the two hatsters.
The Night Terror Hall is very imposing, but he would never have dreamed that a black iron splash who collects protection money on the street will bring in two thugs of what rank!
As soon as the blade was unsheathed, the tall figure of the two hat-bearers raised the hat slightly, revealing a hard-lined face, and then the figure flashed to the front.
Night Terror Hall sensed that something was wrong, and slashed at the hatholder, never thinking that the hatholder directly raised his right arm to block.
Whenβ
The crunch of the clash of gold and iron.
Night Terror thought that the hatsman was wearing bracers, but after splitting the sleeve robe, he was stunned to find that there was bronze skin underneath the clothes.
The muscles of the forearm are knotted, and in addition to a white mark, the skin is not even broken!
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Night Terror's eyes were stunned, and for a moment he thought he was dazzled.
The two sides are fighting, obviously there is no chance to communicate.
The tall figure blocked the long knife with his right arm, and his left hand was a punch that hit the chest of Night Terror.
Bang β
This punch is quite heavy, but Night Terror Hall will not be able to make superior moves, and the foundation has been tamped by the stepfather.
To put it simply, the attack power is not good, but the ability to resist hitting is not flawed.
With a punch in the chest, Night Terror didn't react, plunged his blade into the ground, and slid back a few steps to stabilize his body.
But as soon as he stopped, a gust of wind blew from the front, ruffling the hair around his ears.
Whew-
Night Terror felt a chill in his heart, and immediately leaned back to dodge.
The next moment, a ghostly figure swept from above, looking like a windswept robe, with no substance.
But a lunar face really appeared under the hat, looking at him coldly, his body moving with the wind, as if he didn't have half a bone.
Night Terror Tang Rao does not believe in ghosts and gods, and he hesitates at this time.
raised his hand and swept towards the ghost, but found that the blade touched the cloth, and the clothes walked with the knife, without any sense of strength.
The knife swept through, but it didn't hurt the ghost in the slightest, but his right arm was rubbed off.
The force of the 'ghost pat on the shoulder' was so light that Night Terror felt like it was being scratched by his robe.
But immediately his shoulders fell into soreness, the cold penetrated his body, and the strength of his right arm was immediately greatly reduced.
Night Terror Hall was slightly shocked, turned over and returned the long knife to its sheath, holding the handle of the knife with his left hand, his back to the wall, and his afterglow locked the left and right figures at the same time.
The fluttering ghost shadow has been silently blocked at the only exit, and the hat is slightly low and does not move, like a piece of wood.
The same goes for tall statures.
Although they didn't move, they could feel the invisible oppressive force in the silent laneway, as if there were two mountains standing on the left and right of the lane......