Chapter 115: A dog thing should be so skilled
He Wen pursed his lips and calmly analyzed:
"There's no way to say for sure right now, there's so much that can't be determined."
"Is Zi Tianzhen really helping us? What was the truth back then? ”
"Zijin Ding has been found by us."
"The answer to all the mysteries will automatically surface."
"What we have to do now is to protect our lives, and secondly, discuss whether to break out of the encirclement or wait for help."
Yan San, who was gearing up, grinned:
"If you want me to say, smash this broken wall first."
"Let's go to the exit and see, if they are really blocked, let's move all the time to attract them not to leave."
"The corpses in Sanqing Hall are burned and blocked, I don't think there will be many people, maybe we can get out from there."
Ye Qing looked at Yan San, who had come up with an excellent idea, and his eyes were full of impressing.
Standing in front of the wall, Yan San, who raised his fist, held his breath and said:
"Master Tongzhi said, this is called a soldier who does not get tired of deceit!"
Boom!
The words fell, and a loud muffled voice emerged.
A puff of dust fell overhead.
He Wen and Ye Qing's faces changed greatly.
The torch is held high overhead, revealing the top of the secret passage.
Ye Qing hurriedly stopped: "Brother Yan, don't smash it, the top is about to collapse." ”
Yan San, who punched again, suddenly retracted his strength, and his fist as big as a casserole was only half an inch away from the stone wall that had cracked.
Ye Qing and He Wen breathed a sigh of relief.
Yan San raised his head, looked at the top of the cracks, and shook his fist that was a little numb in displeasure and said:
"This secret passage is too unstrong, we only swung a few punches, this can't be carried out, it's boring!"
Yan San, who knows that he has a lot of strength and has been collecting strength all year round, was finally able to vent his strength and stretch his muscles and bones heartily tonight.
At this moment, he had to retract his strength, which was really uncomfortable.
He Wen stepped forward, looked at the stone bricks that were cracked, and then looked at the cracks at the top.
He said:
"Brother Yan, you gather some strength and try to smash it slowly from the bottom."
"Okay!"
Reluctantly, Yan San squatted down, and his fist struck the place He Wen pointed out.
Rubble falls from the top of stone walls and secret passages.
made He Wen and Ye Qing nervous, for fear that the top would collapse and bury the three of them in the ground.
Boom~
A hole half a foot square appeared at the bottom of the stone wall.
And the top of the secret passage has not fallen.
He Wen and Ye Qing both breathed a sigh of relief.
He Wen said: "Brother Yan, please be careful to expand this hole." ”
Click!
As casual as breaking tofu, Yan San easily broke the hole in the stone wall.
In a short time, a half-man-high hole was opened.
The three of them crawled over the waist.
Head towards the exit.
After more than twenty breaths, the three of them finally came to the exit of the secret passage.
He Wen looked at the quaint brick wall in front of him, and there were a few brick cracks that penetrated the firelight, leaned close to lie on it and took a look, then turned to Ye Qing and grinned:
"There is a group of Taoist priests from Chaotian Palace outside, then let's do what Brother Yan said!"
"I'm here to make noise and get their attention."
"Brother Yan, you take Ye Qing all the way back, and in a quarter of an hour, you will do it."
Ye Qing, who was worried about his face, didn't ask yet, and the ruler-long iron pen that blocked an arrow for him appeared in He Wen's hand.
"Don't worry, my legs and feet are much faster than the two of you, not to mention that I will run if I can't beat them, and I won't fight them at all!"
He Wen's face with bright eyes was full of confidence.
Ye Qing didn't say much more, leaving only two words: "Take care." ”
He returned the same way as Yan San, who took the Zijin Ding.
At the same time, there was also the arrogant and domineering voice of He Wen and the sound of smashing the wall behind him.
"The fake Taoist priest outside, the Zijin Ding is in the hands of grandpa, and when grandpa opens the mechanism, in front of you, he will destroy the tripod~"
……
While running, I listened to the provocation and scolding from behind.
Yan San smashed his mouth and said:
"He Wen's investigation of the case is first-class, and his skills are okay, but this ridiculous and scolding kung fu really makes us dislike it."
Ye Qing, who was originally tense in his nerves, laughed at this sentence.
At the same time, it also accurately captures the implied meaning in Yan San's words.
It is okay to be called a brave man like Yan San.
That He Wen must be able to make a few moves with Yan San, this kung fu can't be said to be okay, it's very good.
He opened his mouth and asked, "Brother Yan, is He Wen's skills very good?" ”
Yan San, who didn't think twice, said bluntly:
"Before I was trained by Master Tongzhi, he didn't dare to take my fist, but I couldn't catch him, and I was always tired of him admitting defeat."
"After practicing with Master Tongzhi for three months, I can put him down within ten moves."
Ye Qing, who twitched the corners of his mouth, said secretly: Sure enough.
At the same time, I told my lord that I would take him for three months, and I looked forward to it more and more.
Then he went on to ask:
"Then there should be few people who can defeat your skills, right?"
Grabbed Yan San, who was scratching his beard, and thought about it:
"Yangzhou Weizhong, except for three people, no one is my opponent."
"In Huaiyang City, the prefect took me to challenge some people, but I can't beat the two."
Speaking of which.
Yan San said indignantly: "I can't beat those two, I like to play tricks, so that the hidden weapon runs as fast as a rabbit." ”
"His grandmother's, if we catch it, blow them in the head with one punch."
Ye Qing's brain made up for Yan San's aggrieved appearance of being molested by others, angry, but incompetent and furious.
The smile on his face was even greater, and then he secretly guessed:
"I don't know who is better at kung fu between Qi Heng and Brother Yan."
That night's attack on the painting boat, the elegance of Qi Heng's body and the weirdness of the soft sword, made him breathtaking.
Mo Wanqing, who thought that her kung fu was superb, was surrounded by enemies, and was relieved by Qi Heng several times.
Then, Ye Qing's mind came to the thin shadow guard with indifferent eyes.
Don't think about it, the shadow guard only uses two fingers with paper blades, and Yan San can't enter his body, so he has to be pierced into a hornet's nest.
Ye Qing, whose legs and feet are not as good as martial artists, but who also belongs to the best among ordinary people, struggled to run through the entire secret passage, and also used close to 100 breaths.
The orange-red fire shone in front of him, and the flesh and skin of the cloth were combined with the burning smell of kerosene and the inexplicable smell of barbecue.
It's a little disgusting to smell.
Ye Qing, who was sweating profusely, endured the discomfort at the tip of his nose, wheezed to calm down his fatigue, and his eyes were full of hope and said:
"In less than fifty breaths, I ran through this entire secret passage, this speed is really breathtaking."
Yan Sandao, who didn't see the slightest tiredness on the side: "Your legs and feet are already very good, not much worse than ordinary martial artists." ”
"Running this 369-zhang secret passage in less than fifty breaths, that kind of skill is rare in the world."
"Of the five people I can't beat, only one dog should be so skilled."
As he spoke, his hand moved, and in Ye Qing's frightened eyes, he took out the foot-long knife from somewhere on his body.
The bright blade of the sword, turning on Yan San's thick fingertips, reflected a dazzling light on the secret passage that would be illuminated by the orange-red flames.
Ye Qing and Yan San just stood quietly, waiting for the appointed time to come.