Before I knew it, it was the second half of the night, the lights in the house were all turned off, and no one was walking around, only the frightened bird was left, squatting on the windowsill of the cloud glass and peeking, it seemed that he was observing whether the second sister would go crazy.

And in the opposite room, if there is a slight noise:

Squeaky ......

The room with a small light on has a scent like orchid and honey.

Fan Qinghe had a touch of blush on his cheeks, his arms were leaning on the wooden railing at the head of the bed, his cheeks were against his forearms, he bit his lower lip lightly, and his eyes were confused. The inky black hair spilled down the neck, partially draped over the white back, and behind it was the full moon. The group, which was originally of a good size, hung above the pillow, causing ripples with the movement.

Night Terror Hall was in the back, practicing the moves for a long time, and there were a few more beads of sweat on the perfectly lined chest, but there was always a smile in the corner of his eyes, looking down at the full moon and shy flowers.

After admiring it for a long time, Night Terror Hall breathed a sigh of relief, leaned over his back, supported the weight with one hand, and asked with concern:

"Tired?"

"Hmm...... It's been a few days, and the landlord's field can't be cultivated like this......"

Fan Qinghe was a little confused, and he didn't know what he was talking about, so Night Terror Hall hugged her and lay down, so he also lay down, pillowing his arms and not moving.

The night terror hall is all martial saints, the physique is indeed a little too strong, although a little unfinished, but still distressed daughter-in-law mostly, after holding and resting for a while, he quietly got up, went outside to fetch water, and helped the soiled Qinghe wipe his body.

But just as he was carrying the water into the house, he suddenly heard a voice from the front house:

"Who's in the morning? Don't let people sleep? ”

Listening to the sound should be the gatehouse of Washington, the distance is quite far, and the hearing is not very clear.

Night Terror Hall frowned, not sure what the situation was, so he put down the basin and let Qing He wipe it by himself, ready to go out to check.

As a result, this move directly provoked the daughter-in-law!

Fan Qinghe was chirping, his fingers didn't have the strength to move, how could he have the heart to pay attention to the outer house, and when he saw the night terror hall put down the water and towel and left, his eyes were very aggrieved:

"I was so attentive when I took it off, and now I'm impatient? You ......"

"No, it's not ......"

Night Terror Hall hurriedly turned around, wrung out the towel and wiped Qinghe's face:

"There's movement outside, I'll go out and take a look, you lie down for a while, I'll be back soon......"

Fan Qinghe was afraid that the night terror hall would slow down later, and it would be endless, so he took the towel and looked at the wall:

"Don't come back, this is the last time, next time you dare to use force, I will turn around and go back to Winter Styx Mountain......"

"Good good ......"

Night Terror Hall comforted softly, and after making sure that Qinghe was not angry, he picked up his robe and quietly went out.

In the middle of the night, the time was about three o'clock in the morning, and the whole Yanjing was silent, and only a little afterglow of lights could be seen in the distance.

On the way to the night terror, he put on his robe and walked quickly to the inverted seat of the front house, where he could see the porter in his clothes, standing on the steps of a door open, looking left and right.

Night Terror came to the door and asked:

"Uncle Wang, what's going on?"

The porter turned around, saw the night terrors, and gestured to a brick in his hand:

"I don't know which deflated calf it was just now, I knocked on the door in the middle of the night, and when I came out, there was no one, so I put a piece of ...... on the ground."

“？”

When Night Terror heard this, he knew that it was the news that the Qinglong Society was coming, and he went out to scan the left and right of the alley:

"It should be a drunken and troublemaker, Uncle Wang will sleep first, and I'll look around."

The identity of the Night Terror Hall was originally the second-class guard of the nursing home, and the porter was naturally not polite, turned around and went to the house to get the lantern and handed it to him:

"You haven't slept so late?"

"Well, I can't sleep a little."

"The young man is young and vigorous, he can't sleep normally at night, and I heard Huaying and they said that two streets east from the alley, there is a small alley, which is quite cheap. If you really can't sleep, just go shopping, come back early, and keep it secret for you......"

Night Terror took the lantern, shook his head and chuckled:

"I'm not good at that."

"Heh, young people are like this, thin-skinned, anyway, the road is shown to you, come back early."

……

Night Terror Hall stood outside the door, and after the doorman closed the door, he shook his head and smiled, and left alone with the lantern, heading to Suijin Street, where the green buildings were crowded.

It's getting late, and even the Fengyue Field like Suijin Street has already gotten off work one after another, and you can sometimes see drunk drinkers on the street, or rich people with a little fluttering legs when walking.

The night terror hall turned into the back alley at the corner of the street, and went all the way down the alley full of strange sounds, and came to the back of the Chunman Building.

Two days ago, there was a murder case in Chunmanlou, which obviously affected the business, and it was not opened for two days, and the front and back of the high-rise building were dark and dark.

As soon as the Night Terror Hall came nearby, he sensed a familiar aura, and when he saw this, he jumped into the wall, raised his hand and tapped:

Knock knock~

In the alley, Lao Liu, the connector man, was pacing back and forth, and when he heard the voice, he quickly turned around and bowed to the wall:

"Your Excellency is here? I really didn't expect that my little Green Dragon Society would be able to let the Great Grandmaster deign to be an assassin......"

Seeing that Old Man Liu was a little excited, Night Terror Hall opened his mouth to interrupt the words:

"I'm not Hua Junchen, didn't I say that I would contact me and put bricks outside the rabbit head shop in Guozijian?"

？

Lao Liu heard that the other party still didn't admit it, and was speechless:

"I put a brick outside the rabbit head shop in the afternoon, and in the second half of the night, Your Excellency didn't show up, so I had no choice but to let people put a brick at the door of Washington to try, and the result was hey, and guess what? This man will be there in two quarters of an hour......"

"Uh......"

Night Terror Hall heard Lao Liu's strange tone, and his eyes were slightly embarrassed. He took a look at Hua Qingzhi every day when he went to school, and he forgot to go over to see it when he didn't have class this afternoon, which was indeed his negligence, and explained at the moment:

"This time it was an accident, huh...... Let's get down to business. Liu Lao is looking for me, but the way to enter the palace has been arranged? ”

Although Lao Liu confirmed the identity of his assassins, out of the rules of the killer business, he still didn't say much, and instead said:

"It's already arranged. In the past two days, there have been several groups of people who have bought the news of Bishui Forest, and the gang has attached a message by the way - March 11 the day after tomorrow, Gu Yu, according to the convention of today's saints, will go to the Imperial Cultivation Mountain, fast for a day and sacrifice to the god of agriculture, and most of the masters in the capital will accompany them to act as the guardians of the Son of Heaven, and the protection of Bishui Forest will naturally be a little weaker than usual......"

Night Terror nodded thoughtfully: "You mean, let those people do it the day after tomorrow?" ”

Lao Liu nodded: "Today's saint will only return the next day, and the night after tomorrow is the best opportunity to do it." At that time, as long as there is an abnormality in the blue water forest, there will inevitably be fireworks and fireworks, and the masters of the imperial city will be summoned to rush to help; As soon as you see the summons, go to Changyangmen......"

？

When Night Terror Hall heard this, his eyes were stunned:

"You let the people who buy the news be the target and attract firepower to me?"

Lao Liu hurriedly shook his head: "My Qinglong Club has always been about credibility, how can I do such a thing." They sneaked into the blue water forest and snatched the elixir from Zhongsun Jin's hands, whether they had you or not, they would make a big move. I, Qinglong, will arrange your affairs together, they are not more difficult because of this, and your risk is much smaller, this is not called crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, but 'adapting measures to local conditions'." ”

Night Terror Hall thought about it carefully, it seemed to be too, and arched his hand:

"Sir, clever."

"Don't be so polite, my Qinglong Club only recognizes silver, and I don't need you to say anything after I pay, and I will get things done."

As Lao Liu spoke, he took out a map from the bookcase and threw it over the wall:

"When the time comes, enter the palace from Changyang Gate and walk according to the route on the map; This line is the route that the Queen Mother secretly summoned to enter the palace that night, and the open and dark whistles have been opened by the Queen Mother, and they are absolutely unimpeded......"

“？”

When the Night Terror Hall heard this, it was stunned again:

"Emperor Liang went out to worship the sky, and the Queen Mother took the opportunity to summon the first night to stay in the palace?"

"You haven't heard of such rumors?"

"Uh...... I've heard of it, but I didn't expect the old lady to be so able to toss...... You're going to let me in this way? ”

Lao Liu frowned and said, "Otherwise? Could it be that he really secretly bought off the Twelve Servants and the Imperial City Forbidden Army? Is this something that can be done with 30,000 taels of silver? ”

At first, Night Terror Hall really thought that the green dragon would have great powers, and could turn his hands into clouds and cover his hands with rain, and take out some earth-shattering skills, but he didn't expect the infiltration method arranged to be so unpretentious. He thought for a moment and said:

"Are you sure this will work?"

Lao Liu responded: "How do you think the glass cup was lost, how did it become an unsolved case?" It's not that the twelve can't find it, but they don't dare to continue the investigation, so they can only kill a few eunuchs.

"As long as you don't make a fool, there is no problem in entering the palace, but when you get to the Mingle Palace where the Son of Heaven lives, you have to rely on your own skills, if you don't make a move, you can still go back the same way, if you make a move, you have to kill it yourself."

"My Blue Dragon Society can also send someone to answer outside, but the price is 300,000 taels of silver, and a penny will not be less; The hundreds of years of the Hua family, in order to wipe your ass, should not fail to take this bit of silver......"

When Night Terror Hall heard this, he felt that the Qinglong Club could really make money, and it was too much more profitable than Honghualou, but it was not easy to say that people were black-hearted. He thought for a moment and said:

"I have my own measure, and I shouldn't need you to answer it."

"It's okay, Your Excellency has really caused a big disaster, and you will naturally need us. We arranged the door first, and I didn't use it to count your Excellency's ability, and you should know the rules when you use it, and you don't say much about it. ”

Night Terror Hall had no objection to this, and after communicating a few sentences, he asked:

"Who is it that buys the news? Knowing that Zhongsun Jin is in town, do you dare to go? ”

Lao Liu said: "The rules of the rivers and lakes do not reveal the news of the employer. However, at present, it seems that there should be some certainty, there are forces in the northwest, Tiannan, and northern wilderness to ask for prices, and there are not a few who have big skills.

Twilight Yunsheng actually asked, but unfortunately he couldn't afford the money, and as the former overlord, he couldn't bargain with his face, so he turned around and left. The gang originally wanted to wait for him to come to the door for the second time and give him a personal price, but he turned around and used you as a stepping stone, alas......"

When Night Terror heard this, he regretted slaughtering Twilight Cloud Ascension, after all, with Twilight Cloud Ascension's ability, running to Bishui Forest could play a role.

But people die like lights go out, and there is no point in thinking about this, he took the map and looked at it, and arched his hand through the wall:

"Then I'll take my leave."

"Take care all the way."

……

——

Before you know it, it's getting dark.

Because Guozijian has a routine holiday today and there is no class, Hua Qingzhi got up a little later than in the past, and waited until the sun came out of the mountain to put on her dress, sit in the courtyard in the spring flowers, and drink medicine in a small sip with a medicine bowl.

The medicine prepared by the Snow Lake Flower Strain, although the effect is amazing, but it is also bitter to death, even if Hua Qingzhi is not squeamish, she has to drink a mouthful with a spoonful of honey.

After taking a lot of sips, the medicine bowl finally bottomed out, Hua Qingzhi put it down and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and looked to the side at the same time:

"Luzhu, is there a mouse in the house? I seemed to hear the sound of 'squeak~' in the middle of the night last night, and it was gone again after a while......"

Lu Zhu stood in front of him to serve, and his eyes were a little strange when he heard this:

"Is there one? I'm sleeping more soundly, why don't you ask Hua'an? ”

Hua Qingzhi thought about it, so she slid her wheelchair to the aisle outside the courtyard, and shouted softly:

"Huaan?"

"Eh, here we go!"

In the courtyard not far away, the Night Terror Hall had just gotten up, and was silently reciting the route map of the palace, when he heard the voice and quickly put away his things, got up and came to the aisle outside:

"Does the young lady have orders?"

"It's nothing, I just heard some movement yesterday, there seem to be rats in the house, did you hear it?"

"Uh......"

Night Terror came to the back to help push the wheelchair, and when he heard this, he naturally understood what the movement was, and explained vaguely:

"Bird Bird doesn't sleep at night, I guess I make trouble on the roof, just get used to it."

Hua Qingzhi just didn't hear it, and she didn't care about it, because there was nothing to do in the morning, so she wanted to ask the Night Terror Hall to push her to the Wanbaolou outside to see the account book or something, but as soon as she walked halfway, she found that in her father's yard, there was a message:

"Hey——! Hey——! ”

Hua Qingzhi was slightly stunned, turned her head to look, but saw that there were a lot of stone locks, weapon racks and other sundries in her father's wide courtyard.

And my father, who has always been elegant in the past, rarely changed into a short-fighting military uniform, and wore wrist guards and leggings on his hands and feet, standing in the middle of the crosswalk, carrying a stone burden on his shoulders.

The stone burden for normal strength training is no more than a basin, weighing about 180 catties.

And the one that Daddy is practicing now is obviously special, the wooden rod in the middle has been replaced with an iron rod, the left and right counterweights are similar to the grinding plate, and there are two pieces on the left and right, not to mention the weight, Hua Qingzhi estimates that she can't even pick up the iron rod in the middle.

At this time, my father was walking with both feet, holding the stone burden on his shoulders with both hands, and was practicing squats.

Hua Qingzhi has grown so big, and it is the first time that she has found that her father's strength is so terrifying, so she hurriedly said:

"Dad, don't flash your waist, put it down."

Hua Junchen got up early to practice, and found that his daughter and son-in-law who had not passed through the door came out of the door, but instead of putting down the stone burden, he also put away his constipation-like painful look, and wanted to put on a relaxed appearance.

But if a martial artist practices martial arts, if he can lift weights lightly, it means that he is far from reaching the limit of strength, and when he reaches the limit, it is impossible to be light.

Hua Junchen forcibly loosened his facial muscles so much, and the consequence was like a landslide, and the whole person was directly pressed down, and he had to pay a farewell to his daughter.

Fortunately, the night terror hall reacted quickly, and when he saw this scene, he knew that something was going to happen, so he flashed into the yard, grabbed the stone burden with his left hand, removed it from his shoulder, and held Uncle Hua's arm with his right hand at the same time:

"Beware! Uncle's waist didn't flash, right? ”

“……？！”

Hua Junchen's shoulders were light, and he quickly stood up, wanting to say that it was okay, but when he saw the stone burden carried by Night Terror Hall in one hand, his eyes almost popped out:

"You ......"

Hua Qingzhi was still nervous, but when she saw that Ye Gongzi caught it so easily, as if she was holding a double-headed marshmallow, her eyes also turned blank, and she even suspected that her father was pretending to be a fake just now.

Night Terror Hall found Uncle Hua's stunned eyes, and estimated that it might hurt the other party's self-esteem, so he quickly let go of his left hand, and rubbed his arm in a fake manner, making a painful appearance:

"This stone burden is really heavy."

Knock –

The stone dan fell to the ground and made a muffled sound, and even Hua Qingzhi, who was sitting outside the door, felt her buttocks shook, which showed that the weight was genuine, obviously not fake.

Hua Junchen has lived for half his life, and it is the first time he has seen such a perverted brute force, even if he knows that there is a night terror in front of him, he is still full of suspicion.

But even if his skills are not as good as others, he is also an elder, and he may still be an old man in the future, how can he lose face in front of young people, and he pretended to be calm and clapped his hands at the moment:

"Yes, a lot of strength. It's okay to chat in the morning, practice casually, and you continue to accompany Qingzhi to relax. ”

Night Terror Hall felt that Uncle Hua was under too much pressure because he was under the name of 'Sword Saint' yesterday, so he secretly practiced hard at home, so as not to be too embarrassed to show his stuffing in the future.

This is obviously a good thing, Hua Junchen is already a midstream grandmaster, his talent is not bad, he is ashamed and then bravely buries his head in hard practice, and it is not impossible to rush up in a short time if he is lucky, but there is obviously a problem with this practice.

The Night Terror Hall let Uncle Hua take the blame, and he was ashamed, so he immediately spoke:

"Under the grandmaster, the training strength can still open up the gap, but above the grandmaster, this practice will not work; The Southern Dynasty's Gonggong Cao has much greater strength than King Zuoxian, but as long as King Zuo Xian doesn't support him, Gonggong Cao won't want to touch the corners of his clothes for the rest of his life, and the key to this is to practice 'qi', or the attainment of luck......"

Hua Junchen found that the Night Terror Hall had pointed out, and as an elder, it stands to reason that he should be dissatisfied.

But how many martial artists can be instructed by the martial saint in this world?

Ordinary people should be used for half a lifetime when they are told, let alone such a detailed explanation.

Hua Junchen opened his mouth and wanted to say something to protect his father-in-law's face, but in the end, he turned into a deferential appearance.

"To put it bluntly, the grandmaster is the level of martial arts at the beginning, Ren Du's second pulse is opened, and his chest and abdomen can become Zhou Tian by himself, so the martial arts have undergone a qualitative change, and they can crush ordinary martial artists; But it still belongs to the realm of knowing what it is and not knowing why it is, and can only follow the martial arts moves inherited by the predecessors.

"The midstream grandmaster has found some ways to make temporary adjustments, choose the most suitable luck vein, and make the moves twice as effective with half the effort; But it is only limited to the original path, and I dare not cross too much.

"As for the great grandmaster, he has already learned a martial art, and he can use it as he wants, such as the arm command is at his fingertips, and if he encounters the enemy, he will naturally have divine help, and in the end, he will be the unity of heaven and man, and he can also be called the unity of man and sword."

Hua Junchen stood with his hands in his hands, secretly pondered for a moment, frowned and said:

"Does that mean I haven't practiced home yet?"

Night Terror Hall felt that Uncle Hua hadn't practiced at home, and he was completely spicy, but he couldn't say it clearly, so he broke a branch and stood in front of him:

"I'll come to practice Uncle Hua as a target, Uncle Hua can rest assured that he will play the sword, and he will naturally realize the problem after a few more fights."

Hua Junchen saw the famous night devil, and actually deigned to feed him, and he was really a little flattered in his heart.

After all, even if it is placed on the bottom of the rivers and lakes, only the apprentices can enjoy the privilege of being fed and taught by the master himself, and the other apprentices are all looking for senior brothers to practice.

As for the non-master-apprentice father-son relationship, needless to say, the two sentences are both 'one-word teachers'.

The martial saint who was upright in the night terror, regardless of his identity, treated his uncle so kindly, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he regarded him as his own son......

？

When Hua Junchen thought of this, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, but his heart was still very warm, and he even felt that his daughter was really powerful, if it wasn't for his daughter to abduct such a powerful Yama prince back, where would he be able to enjoy this kind of Jianghu Tianjiao-level treatment.

Although there were a lot of ideas, Hua Junchen's movements were not slow, and he immediately put on a posture, holding the hilt of his sword and ready to attack.

Hua Qingzhi and Lu Zhu stood at the door, and when they saw this, they all stepped back, and when they saw that the night terror hall was holding a small branch, Hua Qingzhi's eyes were a little worried:

"Dad, be careful, the sword has no eyes, don't hurt Hua'an."

“……？”

As soon as this remark came out, it can be said that two people were stunned at the same time.

Night Terror turned his head to look at Miss Hua, his eyes were a little complicated, and the meaning was estimated to be - in your heart, I am like this?

And Hua Junchen wanted to speak and stopped, and secretly complained in his heart - you really look up to your father, if I can hurt him by mistake, then ninety percent of him is coaxing his father-in-law to be happy, and one percent is coaxing you to feel distressed!

Distracting thoughts flashed, Hua Junchen held the sword in his right hand, quickly suppressed his breath, and turned into an immovable mountain, looking really a bit of sword fairy style.

The night terror hall is one-handed back, the small branch points obliquely to the ground, and the face is calm and waits:

"Uncle, please."

"In this case, my uncle will be ugly!"

Chokew-

A crisp sword roar sounded in the courtyard, and then a cross wind suddenly rose.

Hua Junchen's figure flashed, and the three-foot Qingfeng left the scabbard, his feet slid away, almost sideways to the right side of the Night Terror Hall, and pressed his body to the side of the sword straight under the ribs.

Sa –

Because he knew that he couldn't die, this sword didn't have the slightest reservation, it opened and closed gorgeously and chicly, and his left hand also made a sword finger, just looking at the posture was pleasing to the eye, and the sword was full of fairy spirit.

But it's a pity that the sword is a killing weapon, and only when the strength crushes the opponent can you be qualified to be handsome when fighting.

Even when the night terror hall beat Zuo Xianwang, he was full of embarrassment and self-preservation, where did he dare to put the word 'handsome' in the first place.

The first time Night Terror Hall saw Uncle Hua practicing swords, he saw this problem, there were too many meaningless handsome moves, and the teaching at this time was also simple and direct, and the branch in his right hand was pumped down to the side.

Syllable~

There was a crunch in the courtyard.

Hua Junchen, who slid out of the sword with a big stride with both feet, was directly hit by the ankle of the branch, and his right foot immediately moved forward, and then the lower plate was unstable, and a standard one-word horse came, riding straight on the ground.

Bang –

"Tss

Outside the courtyard, Fan Qinghe and Yunli, who heard the movement, all ran to the door to watch the play, and even the birds were woken up and jumped to the wall.

Finding that Hua Junchen performed a one-word horse version of the immortal to guide the way, Yun Li didn't hold back directly, and began to laugh and laugh:

"Poof—ha......"

Hua Qingzhi also widened her eyes, although she expected that her father would not be able to fight, but she didn't expect her father to be so dishful at all, and she couldn't catch a single move.

Hua Junchen threw away an adult with a sword, only to understand that this son-in-law who had not passed through the door was polite, but he was really ruthless in his hands.

If you add another sentence: "Your legs are so wide because you want to walk birds on the battlefield?" This sword sweeps your crotch, and you can be a girl for the rest of your life! That is the master who is serious about training his apprentices.

Hearing the laughter of the maid behind him, Hua Junchen's face was red, but this is how he practiced martial arts, he couldn't remember it for a long time if he didn't fight. After a moment of silence, he exerted his legs, stood up in a more dignified posture, and retreated to the same place:

"Good kung fu, come, continue."

Hmmm-

Syllable~

It's the same movement again, but this time it's Hua Junchen's fingers that are reddened.

"Good swordsmanship, come again!"

Hmmm-

Syllable~

……

On a quiet spring day, four girls and a bird gathered around the door to look curiously, and from time to time they made a call of "hiss-huh~......".

An old man and a young man were comparing swordsmanship in the courtyard, and the master was light and light after taking one hand, and the rebels were jumping and throbbing in pain.

If it weren't for the fact that the two sides were opposite in age, then it would be a warm scene of 'mentorship and filial piety'......

Roll call: Recommend a copy of "You Become an Immortal Purely by Games", everyone can take a look if you are interested~

(End of chapter)