Xihe Lanhui, Longyou Plateau.

The water roars, the rain pours, the male pass is many, the dogs and birds do not smell, and the night is thick and gloomy.

In Xining City, the sky seems to be leaking, there are no stars and no moon, only the sound of water droplets "crackling" falling and hitting, and I can't see the slightest scene on the opposite side.

In the palace of the king of Qin, the bark lanterns on the trees have been annihilated, only the hanging in front of the eaves under the corridor swaying in the wind, the fire is like a ghost, looming, sometimes bright and sometimes dark.

On the west side of the palace, an inconspicuous hall, the old tree next to the hall suddenly "clicked" sound, and was broken by the wind and rain, and the thick branches and branches were broken, and they smashed to the top of the palace, and the green tiles couldn't help but slide down several pieces, and fell to the ground and shattered.

The guards of the palace did not laze because of the heavy rain, but wore hats and ponchos, and still patrolled around in the face of the storm.

But the rain was so heavy that the lantern was extinguished by the wind and rain in a few steps, and then it was so dark that I couldn't see the way ahead.

Zhao Ta didn't bring Su Shi to Longyou that day, and now the guards in the house are in charge of Zhou Chu and Qian Wenxi, but Qian Wenxi is not very careful, so Wu Xiaodao went up.

Tonight is Wu Xiaodao's night, looking at the extinguished lantern, he couldn't help frowning, and hurriedly called someone to get the "Qi Death Wind" lamp.

This "dead wind" lamp is researched by Qian Wenxi, not afraid of wind and rain, will not go out, the disadvantage is that the light is darker, and the lamp body is more fragile.

This lamp is only suitable for carrying in the hand, and a few more can also hold the lantern bright, but it is not suitable for hanging, and it is easy to break when there is a collision.

After a while, he took the "dead wind", and each hand lifted it, and the light for a while was no weaker than only carrying two lanterns.

A team of people continued to patrol, and when they saw the inconspicuous hall in the west, Wu Xiaodao took a look: "You don't need to go over there." ”

The guards nodded, they all had to be explained by Qian Wenxi, this hall did not need to be very close to each other, because there were people here.

At this moment, seeing that the lights in the ear room in front of the hall are flickering, and there is no one, then people are in the temple, and they can't sleep there, and they don't go back to the ear room to rest.

They naturally know who it is, but why this person doesn't need to be around they don't know but since it was Qian Wenxi who confessed, he obeyed.

A group of men turned and walked away......

In front of Taishang Mansion, although the wind and rain were heavy, the pergola was not blown down, just because the four corners and eight pillars were strong, and they were all pig iron shelves.

The upper tarpaulin is also heavy, and it has been soaked in oil for a long time, so rainwater cannot seep in.

Shen Fei sat in the shed drinking, accompanied by two of his subordinates.

The worse the weather, the more cautious you must be, the moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of murder, and the storm enters the thief.

At such times, he had to guard it himself.

The old wooden table covered with oil stains was asked by the old head of the shopkeeper of the tavern for him, and he didn't spend a penny, he didn't bring money with him since he was a child, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't have it since he was a child, and then he didn't bring it, because he developed the habit of not bringing it.

What's more, even if you want to bring it out now, someone has sent everything you need, and if you don't send it, then you have the cheekiness to go elsewhere to "turn your fate".

There are four small dishes on the table, one roasted fish, one roasted mutton, one boiled vegetables, one boiled beans, and a pot of wine.

Everything was made by Jin'er herself, and she sent it over in person.

Yes, now he can't bring out the money if he wants to, because it is all handed over to Jin'er to manage, and Jin'er is asked to take care of the financial accounts, and he doesn't need it.

Jin'er is pregnant, it has been more than five months, before His Majesty went to ask for a name, His Majesty said that it was called Shen Ye, and His Majesty also said that this name is good, whether it is Xiaolang or Xiaoniang, it can be used.

Speaking of which, His Majesty is also strange, he has always called him Ah Fei, no matter if he is called a disciple, forget it, and add a word A, this seems to be a habit in the south, he is a northerner, no one has ever called him that since he was born, and His Majesty has never called others like that.

His Majesty's actions are really like a divine dragon, which is unfathomable, and it is awe-inspiring and admirable.

That's right, he is actually His Majesty's apprentice, and he is a real founding disciple.

Gao Chong's little bull is not, and neither is Yuan Ying's stupid little girl, he is His Majesty's first apprentice, and when His Majesty established the Blood Color Regiment and made him the head of the regiment, he accepted him as an apprentice.

He learned swords, and learned swords with His Majesty, no one knew about it, not even Su Shi, Lei San, and Zhou Chu.

He's left-handed, so ...... The practice is a left-handed sword.

At this time, the rain finally became a little lighter, and changed from pouring to drizzling.

Shen Fei took a green bean boiled in salted water with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

He has always eaten very carefully, otherwise he would not eat, and he would not eat until he was hungry, he was displaced since he was a child, and he finally came to Tokyo alive, and when he entered the army, he would never waste a little food.

"Cookbread, steaming pancakes......"

Shen Fei's eyes narrowed, he remained silent, and then picked up a green bean.

Just now he heard footsteps coming this way, Taishangfu is empty, and few people usually come, let alone rainy nights?

"Cooking cakes, yellow noodles blooming big cooking cakes......"

Shen Fei pinched the wine cup and took a sip gently, although he drank alcohol, he never drank too much, and he didn't drink it all at once.

For this reason, Shi Jin also gave him a nickname, calling him Shen Yisi, a sip of wine.

At this moment, the night is deep, and it is wind and rain, where will anyone take out the cooking cakes? Besides, aren't all the cooking cakes sold in the morning?

Shen Fei turned around and looked at the two subordinates, each of them holding the hilt of the knife, and they both saw that the situation was wrong.

He whispered a few words, telling one of them to go back to inform the others to enter a state of combat readiness, and the other went to the Xining Prefecture Ya to call for support.

The emperor is in the palace, there must be no accidents, no mistakes, no matter how many bad people come to the other party, even if it is more than enough for his own family, he must also call people over, the lion fights the rabbit, and he also uses all his strength, and there is no big mistake in being cautious.

At this time, the sound of shouting and selling cooking cakes got closer and closer, and Shen Fei saw through the hazy rain curtain a green hat, a green robe, carrying a burden, one end of the burden was shining with charcoal, and the other end was steaming.

A good slanting wind and drizzle do not have to return!

He took another sip of wine, feeling that it was too unpleasant, and he didn't know how Luda, Wu Song, and Shi Jin could drink the sea bowl in one gulp, and even held the jar to drink it.

"Little brother, you can ask for cooking cakes, the newly released yellow noodles bloom big cooking cakes."

An old voice sounded, rotten and withered, as if it had been hidden in the cabinet for an unknown number of years, and suddenly appeared, making people itch at the root of their teeth.

Shen Fei didn't speak, watching the old man approach step by step, approaching the pergola, as if he wanted to put down the burden and take a breath.

But just as the old man's shoulders moved, the two chopsticks in his hands had already shot out, and his body had also shifted away from his seat.

The two chopsticks met each other with a tent of hot coal, and the red charcoal fire was exposed under the drizzle, making a "hissing" screeching sound, all of which were raised in the position where he had just sit.

The two chopsticks were blocked by the charcoal fire, although they still penetrated, but they were weak, and the old man dodged to dodge.

Shen Fei pulled out his waist knife with his right hand at this moment, and the cold light flashed in the dimness, and he immediately arrived in front of the old man, and the knife was like a waterfall, slashing down sharply.

The old man let out a "heh" sound, as if the mountain mandrill was wild, and a thing appeared in his sleeve, yellow and clear, with a strange shape, and it turned out to be a one-legged bronze man.

There are very few users of this weapon like the one-horned bronze man, because the bronze man fights the hole, and it must be supported by such means to make it, otherwise it will not be able to exert its power.

I heard a few "ding, ding, ding", and the two blinked and exchanged three or four moves, as fast as meteors, especially under the rain, which was difficult to see at all.

Then the rabbit and the eagle flipped over, the light and shadow were staggered, and a few more moves passed, and suddenly there was a "whoosh" sound, and the Yanling knife in Shen Fei's hand was actually knocked away and pierced on the table leg.

The old man let out a rude laugh, like a night owl, and then the one-legged bronze man in his hand beckoned to Shen Fei's head, intending to kill him.

Seeing Shen Fei's body suddenly, he slid forward, and then his left hand quickly twitched around his waist, and the dragon groaned, and a silver light appeared, and it turned out to be a soft sword as bright as water, which was directly inserted into the old man's ribs......

In the palace of King Qin, the inconspicuous hall in the west.

There was no light in the hall, but there was a man seated, his eyes brighter than the lamps.

This hall is the hall of Zhao Ta's Chen Fang Island stone wall, and the person sitting is not the next person, it is Song Qing.

Song Qing was not in the house day and night before Zhao Ta left Xining, although sometimes he stayed overnight and did not leave, and Zhao Ta also built a small house outside for him, but he did not live here for a long time.

But after Zhao Ta set out on the expedition, he moved over directly, even if Xiao Anping rested and took him out to play, the two of them also came back to live in the ear room at night.

Song Qing stared at the last stone wall of the island at this time, and slowly exhaled a breath.

He has already understood the first and second stone walls, but he has no clue about the last one.

But he is not in a hurry, since His Majesty has allowed him to watch and even built him a house, then with his martial arts Tianzi, sooner or later he will comprehend the last trick of this ancient mastery.

His martial arts talent is extremely high, which can be said to be rare in the world, but he almost never shows it, whether it is in Songjiazhuang, or on Liangshan, or even when Hebei conquers Tianhu.

Why is he nicknamed Iron Fan? He has never walked through the rivers and lakes and green forests, second, he does not mix with the crowds in the market, and third, he does not do business, open shops and do business, who will be so idle that he will give him a nickname?

He gave this nickname to his own family!

Iron fan!

Iron fan Song Qing!

At first glance, an iron fan may sound like a waste, but which one would use an iron fan to fan the wind?

It's not easy to take, and it's not easy to carry, how can the wind out of the fan be faster than that of a paper fan?

It takes a lot of effort to take it, but it's a pity to throw it away, and it's useless.

However, the iron fan has another meaning!

Iron fan, impervious to wind and rain, impervious to fire and water, impermeable to wind, safe as a rock!

When the iron fan is opened, nothing can pass through, if you want to fan the wind, you can fan the wind, if you don't want to fan the wind, even if the wind wants to pass by itself, you can't get by!

He has a set of rock boxing, steady as a rock, like an iron fan, fighting, even if it rains heavily, after the boxing is finished, except for his arms, the rain does not touch his clothes.

He has a set of golden soup leg method, solid as gold, kicking up, the lower plate is as stable as Mount Tai, even if the stick hits, the stick is all broken, and the leg is like a steel whip.

He has a set of knife techniques, called the copper wall iron wall knife, he has a set of sword techniques, called the unstoppable sword, and he has a set of fan techniques, called Anru Taishan fan.

He felt that although his own wealth was favored, he had no ambitions, and he was hidden, unless he was between life and death, he didn't want to show half of it.

But he also has weaknesses, since his talent is extremely high, he is naturally good at martial arts, although he does not perform externally, but he always observes his surroundings, watches others practice, masters and low hands, good men and skins, long and short, all of which are integrated into his own martial arts.

When he was brought to this hall by Zhao Tan, he could see at a glance that the stone wall was an ancient martial arts.

What does ancient martial arts represent? The peak of martial arts is the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, when a hundred schools of thought contend, bring forth the new, and a hundred flowers bloom.

Since the Qin and Han dynasties, because of the end of the era of Zhuzi, the formation of inherent sects, or the single inheritance of the family, began to cherish themselves, and gradually many things were lost.

Although there are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years, and also creating extremely powerful new martial arts, it is still accompanied by the endless cycle of creating a lost heritage, so at this moment, there are not more powerful martial arts in the world than in ancient times, only less than then.

In this way, the ancient martial arts are very precious, for ordinary people, or a means to be the enemy's superiority, but for highly talented martial arts geniuses, many things can be deduced from it, touching the bypass, and being able to call themselves a hundred feet ahead, and go further!

Therefore, after seeing the stone wall, Song Qing couldn't move.

But he still wants to hide himself, thinking that he will find an opportunity to sneak over to watch and learn in the future, yes, just sneaky.

Can stealing martial arts be called stealing? For a martial artist, that's definitely not called! The gentleman is poor, what is the next sentence?

But what surprised him was that Zhao Ta actually called out his roots, naturally, with his fists.

He didn't want to fight back, he didn't want to parry, he stood still stupidly, and he didn't believe that the other party would really beat him to death, although it was not easy for King Qin to say whether he was a gentleman or not, but he would not be the evil lord who killed the defenseless people at will without asking questions.

However, he couldn't help it, as soon as the other party made a move, he found that it seemed to be the martial arts on the stone wall.

The technique is unbearable, I can't help but parry, and I can't help but show off.

Outcome......

I can't beat it, I really can't beat it, I can't beat the other party!

He was directly stupid and was beaten, he was a half-step grandmaster, an unhindered existence that dominated the world, and he actually didn't go through three moves under the opponent.

So what is the other party? Grand Master!

So there was a wordless covenant, and the other party allowed him to enter the house to consult the stone wall, and built him a small house, and what he wanted to do was...... Bless the safety of the palace and protect each other's families!

In fact, he is also protecting the safety of his family, Xiao Anping accompanies the second prince to study, and lives in the house, so he wants to protect him if he is not at ease.

It can be regarded as the best of both worlds, in real terms, it is still him who takes advantage, after all, Xiao Anping Wangfu is a companion, and he has been in contact with the clan in the palace since he was a child, and his future is unlimited.

Song Qing suddenly turned his head in the darkness at this time, looked out of the hall with emotion, and then got up without a sound, and walked out of the hall without a sound.

The rain was still falling outside, and I watched a few dark shadows pass through the rain curtain, and then disperse, like ghosts, heading northeast.

Over there is the palace of the king.

His feet were like smoke, and he didn't see much movement but chased after the last black shadow, and then slapped his palm forward, without any sound, and the man lay down like cotton wool, not even wailing to resist.

He looked in the direction where the other dark shadows were gone, and his figure was flickering, and he had disappeared in an instant.

After comprehending the two moves on the stone wall, he was already the first person under the Great Grandmaster......

(End of chapter)