The footsteps of "stomping" were far away, and Lin Jian poked his head and looked at the backyard by the moonlight.

In the moonlight, some flowers have already bloomed, and various colors decorate the entire backyard, like a back garden.

At this time, the two guards were walking towards a corner of the courtyard, which was only one floor, and the thatch ran along the wall, and the window paper reflected reddish by the candlelight, and a larger mushroom looked like this, which was the only house in the backyard.

"This thatched hut is just like the firewood house at home, how can there be guards to patrol, isn't it used to put firewood?"

As soon as this thought popped into Lin Jian's mind, he heard a guard whisper, "This military advisor is so old, why is he not resting inside?"

Another guard replied, "Leave it alone, go back to sleep." ”

Lin Jian was a little surprised, "This military advisor lives in such a small thatched house?" ”

Then he carefully observed the terrain of the backyard for a while, then turned and disappeared into the darkness.

For the remaining few nights, Lin Jian no longer went out, but followed the topographic map of Hongjing City that he bought, familiarizing himself with the terrain inside and outside the city, and already had a preliminary plan in his heart.

On this day, the Qi family's birthday banquet was held as scheduled, and the sound of "crackling" fireworks and firecrackers sounded everywhere in Hongjing City. Hongke Restaurant was surrounded by people, shouting and laughing endlessly, and people praised the Qi family's generosity at the 100-table flowing water banquet.

In the Hongke Restaurant, people with significant identities gathered in groups, and people constantly stepped forward to congratulate the Qi family on their birthday.

The business of the restaurant next door is bleak, but there is still a person who is willing to spend money to order a small table of wine and food, sitting by the window in black, and not moving chopsticks much, just staring at the crowd of Hongke Restaurant, alone in a daze.

It was getting dark, he put down his wine glass, picked up the piercing bow on the stool, put the short gun on his back, got up and went downstairs, this person was Lin Jian.

Hongke Restaurant is brightly lit, at this time the main banquet of the Qi family's birthday banquet has just begun, rows of dancing girls are enchanting, a team of small servants are walking through the crowd, and the fireworks outside the building are competing to open.

In the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion, dressed in black, he turned over the wall, Lin Jian clinged to the wall, raised his feet lightly, and dodged the two guards at the door, getting closer and closer to the small hut.

The candles were still lit in the small hut, and with a gentle brushing of the thatch, Lin Jian put his face on it, and saw a row of wooden shelves on the left side of the house, on which a few books were placed.

Lin Jian took two more steps to the left, and on the right was a set of tables and chairs, and there was also a book on the table, which was illuminated by the candle flame next to it.

After a few more steps, I took a look at the humble hut.

"No one? He went to celebrate his birthday? No, just wait for the rabbit, and you have to kill him today! ”

Lin Jian bowed his body, pushed the wooden door open a small crack, and got in.

"Who are you?" As soon as Lin Jian wanted to close the door, he heard an old voice coming from behind him.

"Today's Qi family's birthday, the city lord and the general all went to celebrate the birthday, and the small one was sent by the general to invite the military advisor to go together." Lin Jian turned around and bowed his head.

"Sent by the General? Didn't the old man say he wouldn't go? ”

"The general is afraid that you will change your mind, so he specially asked the little one to come to you again to ask."

"Oh? Ahem, which battalion are you in? Why haven't I seen you? ”

"The little one is just a subordinate of Hongke Restaurant."

"Inferior? Come and call the old man to the banquet? Hum! If you don't tell the truth, the old man can let the guards send you away!! ”

"Stomping" Lin Jian took two steps back, pulled out the short gun on his back with his backhand, and raised his head to stare at the other party.

The person in front of him was dressed in a white robe, his body bowed slightly, his hands were behind his back, his half-white hair was scattered on his back, his face was crawling with thin lines-like wrinkles, and his small eyes were a little sunken, but they were secretly exposed.

"Zhang Mou! Today I am here to send you to the Yellow Spring!! ”

"Whoosh!" The short spear is like a snake, straight to the chest.

The old man slid his foot to the right side, picked up the long wooden stool next to the table and swept it towards the short gun. "Humph! Boy, who instructed you to assassinate the old man? ”

After a cold snort, no one answered. On the contrary, the short gun in front of him was even more awkward, and every time it collided, there was a huge force that shook the right hand to a slight numbness.

"Good! Hairy boy, with a little strength, he came to seek death, and the old man will be fulfilled with you! ”

The long wooden bench was smashed by the old man with all his might, "Touch! The wooden bench broke in two. The old man took advantage of this to reflexively take out a Guan Dao knife from under the table, and then pulled out an iron rod, and as soon as the two connected, a large Guan knife appeared in the old man's hand.

Guan Dao pointed towards the forest blade, and the blade flashed with coldness.

Lin Jian held the short spear in both hands, staring at the old man's actions, his attention was highly concentrated, and he did not attack rashly.

"Humph!" The old man snorted coldly, and slashed with a knife, and the short spear came forward.

The two "ping pong" fought with knives and guns. As the saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is strong, but in this small cabin, the Daguan knife is not very good, the tables and stools are overturned to the ground, the oil lamp is also poured to the ground, and a wisp of light smoke is emitted, and only the slightest moonlight through the window is left in the room.

The two could barely see each other's figures by the moonlight, and in this case, Lin Jian used the short gun to make every inch of the short gun, constantly attacking the old man from various tricky angles.

The old man Zhang Mou looks old, and he is a military advisor, but his martial arts are very strong. With years of experience, he also calmly coped with Lin Jian's short spear. Except for the huge power transmitted through the Guan Knife, which made him a little unbearable, the short spear's moves seemed completely childish to him.

Lin Blade, who sensed this, flipped his hands and no longer kept them, not only using all his strength, but also using the Flowing Breath Sword Technique.

This abrupt change was very obvious in the eyes of the old man, but the lack of light and the sudden increase in power made it constantly hit by short guns, but fortunately, Lin Blade did not use a sword, and it was only a moment of depression when it was hit, and it would not cause obvious wounds like a blade.

However, even if he was not injured, it made the old man embarrassed for a while, the short gun was already with great strength, and it also flexibly roamed around his Daguan knife like a poisonous snake, and he was hit several times in a panic.

Lin Jian stabbed the old man again with a short spear, and after being blocked by the Daguan Knife, he slid down the Guandao again. The old man couldn't stop it, so he had to lift his foot and kick it.

At this time, the short gun was kicked away, and the old man's right foot was pumped, and the whole foot became numb, and he had to jump several steps back with his left foot, which completely unloaded the huge force that passed through the gun.

The two parted for a moment, staring at each other deadly, gasping for air.

The old man's tense body was loosened, he waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Little baby, whoever sent you to assassinate the old man, the old man can pay double the price, besides, you are young and not only have such great strength, but also exquisite martial arts to accompany you, why don't you transfer to me, and I will definitely not treat you badly in the future, how about it?" ”

"Old horseman, it's useless to talk too much, you will definitely die today!" Lin Jian carried a short spear and wiped it disdainfully.

Zhang Mou laughed angrily: "Okay! Today, let you, a hairy boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, have a long insight. ”

As soon as the words fell, only Zhang Mou was heard with a low shout, and a cool wind appeared out of thin air in the house, Zhang Mou's figure became blurred, and a sense of crisis of being targeted by the beast rose in Lin Jian's heart.

Lin Jian tightened the short gun in his hand, staring at the vague figure in front of him with his eyes.

Seeing a flickering figure, Zhang Mou appeared in front of Lin Jian and raised his sword to slash down. Lin Jian moved sideways, raised the gun and swept back, but saw the handle of the Guan knife sweeping over first. The hilt of the knife swept through the chest, and was knocked away by a huge force, smashing a large hole in the thatched wall behind it.

As soon as Lin Jian wanted to get up, he saw a cold light on his head, and hurriedly rolled on the spot. Closing the knife and slashing into the mud, Lin Jian took this opportunity to stand up, his face was slightly pale, and he thought, "Why is this old horseman so fast all of a sudden, and his strength is much greater." ”

Seeing this, Zhang Mou laughed: "Boy, with your three-legged cat kung fu, you dare to assassinate the old man?" ”

Lin Jian ignored it and rushed towards Zhang Mou with a gun.

"Humph! It's really looking for death! ”

At this time, the two were already outside the hut, and the strengths of the Daguan knife were fully revealed.

I saw Zhang Mou slashing one after another, constantly slashing, Lin Jian couldn't keep up with his speed, and he didn't dare to hide anymore, so he could only block it with a gun.

However, this is exactly what Zhang Mou wanted, and the continuous big knife is getting faster and faster, and the strength is getting stronger and stronger.

The movement of the two fighting attracted the attention of the two guards at the door. The two ran over, and just as they wanted to speak, they heard Zhang Mou yelling: "Get out!" The two were startled, froze in place, glanced at each other, and retreated.

"Haha, boy, how does my serial knife feel?"

Lin Jian was silent, but in his heart he was looking for a way to crack it. "If this continues, I will definitely die here, and I still have to break his sword technique first."

"Boy, I'll ask you one last time, if you are willing to join my hands, I see that you are extraordinary, I can't say that I will teach you this knife technique in the future, if you don't want to again, today you must be the soul of this knife!" Zhang Mou squinted his eyes, coercing and seducing.

"Old horseman, don't die today, don't talk nonsense!" Lin Jian's eyes were fierce, and he had already begun to fight hard.

"Good! Good! If you have a backbone, then my Guan Dao can see blood again today. ”

The Daguan knife kept slashing, Lin Jian blocked a few more knives, seized an opportunity to slash obliquely, clenched the short gun with both hands, and smashed it directly.

With a sound of "ping", the knife and the short gun flew out, Zhang Mou took a few steps back, but Lin Jian was directly smashed and flew out, his hands were bleeding, and the tiger's mouth was already cracked.

Zhang Mou was shocked in his heart, and quickly rushed towards Lin Jian who fell to the ground, and only then did he regard Lin Jian as an opponent, and his murderous aura was awe-inspiring.

A punch smashed into Lin Jian's head, Lin Jian dodged with his head, and at the same time, his right foot kicked the ground and swept it away, and Zhang Mou also fell to the ground. The two of them got up from the ground at the same time, attacking each other like beasts.

The serial tyrant knife has been broken, and at this time, Lin Jian has no regard for himself, and only has the idea of killing Zhang Mou in his heart, so he completely ignores Zhang Mou's hands and feet, and insists on exchanging injuries for injuries.

Lin Jian's desperate fighting style also made Zhang Mou have some scruples, but after all, Lin Jian had already been beaten a little out of strength by his serial overlord knife, and the scars on his body were also bleeding, and he felt a faint pain.

Slowly, Lin Blade had fewer and fewer opportunities to fight back, and he was basically just being beaten.