The people of Wudang Mountain rushed back, but only Zhang Wuxin, An Qingyue and Zhanyu came to Xiao Mansion with a carriage, and the rest of the Taoist priests drove the remaining car and went directly to Baiyun Temple.

Because there were many wounded among those people, and there were three corpses in the carriage, it was difficult to enter the city and check them.

Baiyun Temple and Wudang Mountain are both famous Taoist families, and they have always watched and helped each other, so it is also the most convenient for the feathered to go to the view to do things, and the injured to go to the view to cultivate.

Ma Yunteng has been in retreat, and Ma Hualong has taken over the daily management of Baiyun Temple. He is a habitual person, and when he heard that Wudang Daoyou was escorting Xiangrui for Long Live and encountering a bloody battle of thieves on the road, he was immediately in awe.

Zhang Luo arranged the best guest rooms and meals, and had a Dharma dojo for people to prepare for Yuhua Daoists, so he calmed down, wrote a letter with his heart, and sent someone to send it to Xiao Feng.

Roughly means: Xiao Zhenren, Wudang Mountain is very good to you, and Baiyun Temple is also good to you. They fight and get injured for you, and I take care of them for you, but don't say I'm not interesting. I brought auspiciousness to the emperor, and my brother also contributed, can you also mention it when the time comes?

When Xiao Feng saw the appearance of the three of them, he knew that something had happened on the road. Zhang Wuxin and Zhanyu are okay, An Qingyue's eyes are red, obviously she cried again when they broke up at the city gate just now.

"What about the dead and wounded?"

"Three dead and five injured, all went to Baiyun Temple."

Xiao Feng was silent, he knew that there would be casualties on this trip, but he couldn't predict the casualties. To tell the truth, Wudang Mountain sent so many masters this time, which also exceeded his expectations.

Xiao Feng's original intention was to let the people of Wudang Mountain be bait, and when they encounter an enemy, they can fight if they can, and run away if they can't be beaten, so as to avoid casualties.

But Gu Xuzi was scheming, he knew that Xiao Feng's main intention was to solve the case, and he didn't care about Xiangrui. But Wudang Mountain dispatched once, if you can't get the full credit, it will be too worthless.

So he told Zhang Wuxin that if he brought more people, even Xiangrui couldn't be lost!

Although this was not Xiao Feng's intention, after all, these people died for his business, and he still felt guilty in his heart.

In order to make An Qingyue happy, Xiao Feng told her a piece of good news.

"Zhao Er's hiding place has been found."

An Qingyue raised her apple face, and glared at Xiao Feng with red eyes: "Then don't you catch it?" ”

Xiao Feng shook his head: "After discovering the hiding place, I asked Minoru Tanaka and them to slow down the pace, pretending not to have a clue, waiting for you." ”

Zhang Wuxin arched his hand: "What does Xiao Zhenren command, the family teacher has an order, Wudang Mountain will fully assist the real person this time." ”

"When Zhanyu helped me fight in Zhang's Mansion before, do you remember the kung fu of those assassins?"

Zhanyu nodded, those assassins' kung fu was weird, he almost fell into the road, it was impossible to forget.

"If you were asked to imitate that kind of kung fu, would you be able to imitate it?"

Zhanyu frowned and thought again: "If you are not an insider, you should be able to fool the past, it is definitely not possible to really fight, it is no problem to compare." But they used long knives, but I didn't. ”

"That's a Japanese knife, I've already asked Yu Dayou to get one, he has fought a few battles with the Japanese and captured a few.

Yu Dayou said that in the Japanese Kung Fu, the first heavy long knife, but there is also a short knife. A true master is one who wears two knives at the same time.

The long knife fights from afar, the short knife is close, and there is a unique knife drawing technique, which is as fast as lightning and cannot be prevented. ”

Zhang Wuxin pulled out a short knife from his waist and handed it to Xiao Feng, who looked at him in surprise.

"On our way back, we encountered the enemy with this short knife. Their martial arts should also be all the way to the Wa Kingdom, but they are not the same as the kung fu in the Wa Kou. ”

Xiao Feng raised his face, as if thinking about something, and then smiled slightly.

"That's right, the Assassin that night was a Wa, and now the one who stands in the way is also a Wa. Yan Shifan had a relationship with the Japanese people, I was just guessing at first, but now I can basically be sure. ”

An Qingyue was taken aback, this is an extremely serious crime, and it can be destroyed by raiding the house.

"No, the prince of Yan Shifan's mansion, the Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, why does he need to be a widow?"

"It can't be said that he is a Japanese man, he may not have dealings with the Japanese Invaders, but the activities of the Japanese in the Ming Dynasty are very complicated, and not all of them will become Japanese Invaders.

It is a mutually beneficial thing for those Japanese masters who fell to the Ming Dynasty to be raised as dead soldiers by Yan Shifan. For the Japanese people, a long-term meal ticket is better than eating as a Japanese coward.

For Yan Shifan, the Japanese have no foundation and are difficult to trace, but once there is something else, Yan Shifan can be pushed cleanly. ”

Xiao Feng shook his head, with his pitiful knowledge of history, it was difficult for him to judge whether Yan Shifan was really a widow.

Although Yan Shifan finally died on this charge, it was probably Xu Jie's means. Just like An Qingyue said, Yan Shifan is in power and has made a lot of money, so why is there any need to collude with the Japanese invaders?

So he didn't want to think about such a distant thing, so he still solved the problem in front of him first.

"That's better, Zhang Wuxin is a martial arts wizard, since he has fought with the other party, you can naturally imitate the use of this short knife."

Zhang Wuxin nodded, indicating that it was no problem.

"I have already asked Qiao Niang and the lady of the Wang family to sew two sets of black clothes, it doesn't matter if they fit or not, tonight Zhang Wuxin and Zhanyu will wear one by one, one with a long knife and the other with a short knife, and they will assassinate Zhao Er together!"

The three of them were stunned, thinking that they had heard it wrong, and Zhang Wuxin was the first to express his puzzlement.

"Assassinate Zhao Er? Is Zhao Er a top master? Why do you need the two of us to assassinate together? Can't you have a duel in a dignified manner? ”

An Qingyue also felt that she was making a big fuss, dealing with Zhao Er, not to mention herself, even Tanaka Minoru could win the battle. But she's a little more thoughtful.

"Could it be that Zhao Er has a master around him to protect him? Even then, if we rush in and fight, I don't believe that the three of us are not enough! ”

Xiao Feng shook his head: "You didn't go to kill Zhao Er, you went to the hero to save the beauty, well, no, the beauty saved the hero?" Zhao Er is not a hero either.

In short, they are there to kill, and you are there to save. There should be a few people around Zhao Er, and they are responsible for killing them all, but don't really kill Zhao Er.

You have to take Minoru Tanaka and them to arrive in time to save Zhao Er. ”

Zhao Er's hideout was in a farm under Zhao Wenhua's name, and he lived in a guest house that was usually empty and was prepared for rent collectors. Because it is winter, all the farmers are in winter, so it seems very deserted and safe.

Since a few days ago, a henchman with a blue nose and a swollen face ran to say that he was beaten by Tanaka Minoru who was collecting debts, and Zhao Er's heart was not steady.

He felt that although Tanaka Minoru was usually rude, he rarely did it directly against him, because Fu Yin would restrain his subordinates on Zhao Wenhua's face.

Now that he is suddenly pressed so hard, could it be that Zhao Wenhua has given up on himself?

He sent someone to ask Zhao Wenhua, and the reply he got was that they would make trouble during this time, as long as you don't show up.

What is this called? Isn't this standing and talking without backache?

He took advantage of Zhao Wenhua's momentum, but his interests on the street were also fought by himself with his brothers.

Now his little brother is beaten all over the ground, he shrinks his head and the turtle does not show his face, and Zhao Wenhua refuses to help...... That's not a good sign.

By the time he goes out, he has already lost his prestige, who can still afford to look down on himself? Could it be that Zhao Wenhua doesn't need to do things by himself in the future?

Zhao Er was not happy, and wanted to drink some wine, so he asked people to arrange wine and food.

But he hid this time, Zhao Wenhua said that the less people knew, the better, and even his own henchmen were not allowed to follow. There were only two short guys, who said that they were sent by Yan Shifan to protect him, and slept in the same room with him every day.

The two short men didn't usually speak, and they looked like they were going to die. He refused to listen to his orders, so Zhao Er could only ask the farmer who took care of the inn house to buy such things as arranging wine and food.

Because he didn't dare to reveal his identity, Zhao Er didn't dare to sign up, let alone act rudely, and he had to take the money and hand it over to the banker, he was very sad.

I miss me Zhao Er, I haven't spent money on restaurants in the city, and if I want to eat a chicken here, I have to pay for it......

Those two short men, don't look at the lack of talk, but they are not ambiguous at all when they grab food, except that they don't drink, they rob Zhao Er's appetizers.

Zhao Er was even more sad, he didn't dare to offend Yan Shifan's people, not to mention that these two people looked a little abnormal. Although short, the knife is not short, and people are about the same length as the knife, which is scary.

Zhao Er borrowed wine to drown his sorrows, and slept relatively dead in the middle of the night, and when he heard the sound of fighting, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the four people in the room were already sparkling!

Zhao Er was so frightened that he went under the table, holding a waist knife for self-defense, and his whole body trembled.

He can be regarded as a person who has fought countless times, but hooligan fights are completely incomparable to this kind of master fighting!

Both of them are taller, one head taller than the two short ones, one of them is holding a long knife, the other is holding a short knife, and the kung fu seems to be the same as those two short men!

The two short men seemed confused, shouting as they fought each other, as if questioning each other something.

One of the tall ones spoke: "The master has an order, the protection task is revoked, kill Zhao Er, you two still don't stop, looking for death?" ”

The two short men were muttering something Zhao Er couldn't hear it clearly, his hand was weak, and when he screamed, the waist knife fell to the ground.