Chapter 187: Prison Fight
Bixiao Pavilion is not the most important place in Huan Death Building, "Mr. Zhang" may have only gone temporarily, Li Yiqing easily entered the backyard last night, and the guards who avoided it were actually not the people of Huan Death Building.
Pei Ye thought about this, and the person had already come to the outside of the Changsun Courtyard again.
The eldest grandson is a member of the Yi family, he has just completed the delivery of Shuiyang Yuke with Yi Nandai, if Qi Yun has made any contributions to the Yi family's scheme in the past few decades, then the eldest grandson must have some unsightly threads in his hands.
For example, the pawn who went to Bowang hidden among retail investors.
And at the time when Qi Yun was handed over to Huan Death Building, the eldest grandson was going to leave the position of chief steward, so the people who came to take over must be Huan Death Building's own cronies.
Then follow the eldest grandson to find the new chief steward of Qi Yun, and follow this chief steward to find the "Mr. Zhang" and find the secret pavilion of the Huan Death Building in Xiangzhou City.
Pei Ye sat down at the stall across the street, put his sword on the table, and asked for a bowl of hot noodles.
The heat, the smell of sweat, the noise, the white steam, Pei Ye seemed to have returned to the tavern in Fenghuai.
And unlike Li Yiqing's full and busy at the same time, he really sat here for a long time, chatting with the man at the next table from the thickness of the noodles to the change of the Tang Dynasty, the sky was dark, and no one was in or out of the house diagonally opposite.
The man sitting next to him was cross-legged on the stool, and the empty bowl that had already cooled was placed in front of him, and he had already added two rounds of noodle soup, and at this time he had already eaten: "Little brother, you should have walked a lot from north to south, but I think that everything is a reason-powerful and powerful, so let them make any money; No money, no power, tired to earn ten boards, and have to spit out five! β
"That's right!"
"yes!" The man glanced at the closed gate on the opposite side, and lowered his voice, "Just tell me about the courtyard over there, do you know whose it is?" β
"Who's?"
"Grand Steward Qi Yun, Eldest Sun Xiao! All the discrepancies in Qiyun Xiangzhou, people have the final say! The man took the chopsticks, and then remembered that the bowl was empty, so he only lowered his voice, "Two days ago, a batch of goods arrived, and it was placed in the innermost compartment, and everyone could see that it was precious." As a result, they didn't enter the warehouse without saying a word, put it in the carriage, and rushed back to their own house directly - who dares to talk too much about the ninety-nine in this? β
Pei Ye nodded, thinking that this was indeed not his private pocket, but the Shui Yang Yuke that the Yi family wanted.
The man glanced over, came back and said: "You don't know, this is just 'in', and there is also 'out' - last month's goods were called big." β
Pei Ye was stunned: "Oh? Inform and inform? β
"We don't know what it is." The man looked at him, "Anyway, it was bought with real money and packed in a big box - I really didn't blow it, little brother, that box, I estimate that it will be worth dozens of taels!" According to the people who helped in Dongcheng, the Chamber of Commerce changed hands on several Qiyun Towers a few months ago, and the money obtained was used to make this transaction - guess what? β
"What's wrong?"
"People really don't know about this, in the middle of the night that day, my brother just stayed at the dock to clean up, and when the boat arrived, he didn't want us to move, and it was just a financial account - they directly brought some domestic servants and moved away that night."
"Where to move to?"
"Who knows, don't let me ask." The man rolled his eyes, but hesitated for a while, but still whispered, "Later, the grapevine spread that it was said that a family master had died over there in Yinyang, and this thing was taken to accompany the funeral." β
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"Isn't it? If you want to buy funeral goods, you should pay for it yourself, Qi Yunding is mostly in the middle to make a scheduling, how can there be a reason for the Chamber of Commerce to sell the property to people for funerals? The man's eyebrows furrowed, "We don't have a place to guess who the money from the sale of those buildings will go." β
Pei Ye nodded slowly, but sighed with a smile: "This kind of thing is sought by meat eaters, we don't have to worry about it, just live our own lives."
That's true! But what does it mean to be a 'meat eater'? β
"This is the words in "Zuo Biography", that is, national affairs, just let those who eat meat take care of it."
"Hmm! There is truth in this statement - what is a 'left turn'? β
"A book about the past."
"Hmm! If you read more, you will have culture! The man gave a thumbs up in admiration.
"Haha."
"Eh, little brother, there is a 'left turn', so is there a 'right turn'?"
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"Hmm."
"Perhaps. Maybe there is. If there is a left, it should be a right"
"Exactly! I think that's the case! The man nodded heavily.
Pei Ye smiled and looked left and right: "I see that everyone has been resting here for an afternoon, don't you have to go to work today?" β
"There are fewer ships coming these days." The man said, "This work is done with the boat, and I am tired and die of idleness one day." β
Pei Li laughed, got up with his sword, and buckled the hat that came from the theater on his head: "Those big brothers, continue to rest, I have to go to work." β
The man's eyes widened: "Yo! What does the little brother do? β
"Little work." Pei Ye took out five boards and handed them to the stall owner, tilted his head and smiled, "Big brother, my mouth is so dry, please ask you for two bowls of noodles." β
"Heroic!"
Pei Ye turned his head with a smile, walked out of the stall, and looked forward.
The closed gate finally opened, and a carriage came out, heading slowly eastward.
If there is a handover, there must be a meeting.
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At dusk, the flow of people on the street became thicker, the carriage was not fast, and Pei Ye was far away, all the way to Dongcheng.
After the most crowded section, the people here gradually became thin again, the houses were also raised and opened, and the carriage turned three alleys, deeper and deeper, and finally stopped in front of a courtyard at the end.
Pei Ye stood at the entrance of the alley, watching from afar.
The door was closed, the little lion was in front, more delicate than atmospheric, the carriage stopped for a while, and a man in a silk shirt came down from the car, who was thin and over forty years old, and was the eldest grandson in Ji Yun's mouth.
He went up and knocked at the door, and the groom drove the car to the side door, covering the man's figure, and when he was revealed again, the man was gone, except for the two doors that were slowly closing.
Pei Ye looked at it for a while, but a servant splashing water came out of the courtyard next to him, staring at the young man with a sword and a hat: "Are you looking for someone?" β
Pei Ye was stunned for a moment, hugged his fists and smiled: "Brother Tai, is the courtyard in the alley on sale a few days ago, my master is still quite interested, look at it today, is there a new owner?" β
The servant looked at him strangely: "The six courtyards of this alley belong to my master, and the one at the end is indeed soldβwho is your master, and can you talk to our master at that time?" β
"Oh, I probably haven't had time to say anything yetβdare I ask when it was sold?"
"It's been nearly half a month, if your family wants it, the second room from the left is also ready to be sold."
"Okay, then I'll go back and report - I don't know who the buyer here is?"
"Then I don't know if it's out of town, if you want to visit, he's at home now."
"Oh." It's right in the field.
Pei Ye smiled, said goodbye to this person, turned his head and pressed the edge of the hat, and strode towards the courtyard.
Just be at home.
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Pei Ye pushed the courtyard door open.
It was so clean that it was a somewhat empty courtyard, paved with stone slabs, four or five flowers and trees planted, and at the end was a small two-story building.
No one was in the courtyard, it was quiet, and even though he had just pushed the door open without disguise, no one showed up to look at it.
Pei Ye walked slowly towards the small building.
When he came to the front of the building, Pei Ye stood quietly for a while, and there was also silence inside.
There was no conversation, no cup and lamp, it was like an empty building, and the people who opened the door and entered the door just now seemed to disappear out of thin air.
Pei Ye pushed the door open.
There was a "squeak" in the quiet air, and the slanting sunset shone in from behind.
The building was also empty.
The tables and chairs are neat, the floor is clean, it doesn't look like it's lived, but it looks like it's still for sale. There is no separation between the first and second floors, and there is little furniture, so it appears high, standing on the first floor, you can see the arched beams on the roof of the building.
Pei Ye looked up and down, and walked in slowly, only the drifting dust and the echo of footsteps in the building. He went straight in, and still no one came out to check.
Then he paused suddenly, looked up and slowly glanced around.
On the first floor and the second floor, fifteen doors and windows, except for the one he entered, everything else was tightly closed, not only bolted, but also hung with iron pendants, that is. Lock.
Pei Ye stood in the middle of the building, motionless.
Crack, snap in the courtyard. There was a close footstep.
Pei Ye turned around, and the servant who had just asked questions and asked questions in the alley walked in from the courtyard, looked at him expressionlessly, and reflexively closed the door gently.
Then he turned around, and under Pei Li's quiet gaze, he pulled out the cold white blade with one hand and slowly raised it with the other.
Gently clasped a play face on his face.
At this moment, a white blade like him, three lights lit up in the building at the same time.
An indifferent voice fell from the second floor: "You are Pei Li?" β
Pei Ye looked up, above the second floor, there was the silk shirt that had just entered the door, the man was slender, over forty years old, everything was consistent with Ji Yun's description of the appearance of the eldest Sun Xiao.
Except for that face.
He looked at Pei Ye and slowly put on the play: "Dare to follow with a hat, do you think we can't find out, who hung Kou Liyue on the flagpole last night?" β
Pei Ye smiled: "It's this placeβ"
The sound of the white blade breaking behind him was like a flute at once!
Pei Ye suddenly turned around, and a strange and indifferent scene had already occupied the entire field of vision. The boy stepped back, his cross arm drawing his sword, and the powerful sword with air flow slammed into the half-unsheathed blade of his sword.
Wusheng, which is completely different from Di Fei Xu Er and others, the moment the sparks burst away, this scene suddenly reversed in front of him, and the person who came was upside down in the sky, the long knife floated and folded, and the blade of Pei Li's sword slashed straight at the neck.
Pei Li's strength was immediately loosened, and he leaned back like an oblique rod, and the next moment, another quick sword light swept past the position where the young man's upper body had just been.
The third cold blade was only a little slower for a moment, and it swept silently towards the ground, just looking at the young man's almost exhausted posture after avoiding again.
At this time, Pei Lijian's sword was unsheathed, his body was pressed to the ground, and the two white blades on his head had been aimed at him again, even if he tried his best to avoid it, this round of attack was enough to cut a red blood flower on his body.
And above the second floor, in the hands of the thick-shirted man, a bright light long sword has also been slowly unsheathed, and the next moment it will be supplemented with a deadly sword.
In the blink of an eye, it was already a death cage.
However, Pei Ye did not avoid it again.
He tilted his head to look straight at the third scene that swept in.
Stretching out his hand on the ground, the true qi shook off a cloud of dust, and the young man's body, which had just dodged lightly, suddenly swept away. Like a butterfly turning into an eagle, he didn't look at the two cold blades in the air, the sword was not out of the sheath, and the person had already hit the third scene.
The sword behind him fell short and changed his move, and he followed like a poisonous snake, and at this moment, the young man only had one move.
On the front, a sharp and silent knife is as faint as a ghost, and there are thirteen completely different knife paths between the blades.
Even the old swordsman of the sect was difficult to distinguish clearly, but at the moment when the young man approached, the faint white blade suddenly froze, and the thirteen paths suddenly became one, and slashed on the young man's crossarm scabbard.
The person who came was shocked, and his wrist was about to change his move, but the young man who had been attached to him suddenly showed a little childish smile.
He smiled and said softly, "True Qi Technique: Immortal Fire." β
The force of the knife in front of the sheath suddenly froze.
Even through the scene, the stunned emotions seemed to still be revealed, and at the same time, the three eyes also fell on the back of the young man.
But there was no time for them to think about the reason, the blazing, violent flames were like beasts tearing through the void, and the cold of late autumn in the entire small building suddenly dissipated, and the fire was like a slurry under the compression of the young man, drowning the entire body of the actor in front of him in an instant.
And the next moment, the sword behind him was already in place again, Pei Ye didn't look back, as if he had an eye behind him, borrowed the sword strength of the person in front of him, stepped on the ground, obliquely swept back, had avoided the long knife, and passed by the long sword player.
The actor turned over suddenly, and the two left in opposite directions, but in this short half breath, they met face to face, and the actor changed his moves very quickly and fiercely, and a sword suddenly pulled horizontally like the moon.
Pei Li's wrist turned, the half-edged scabbard flipped like a flower, and the actor's long sword made a sound on the blade, and when it landed, it slashed on the mountain feather sword grid.
Pei Ye let go.
At this moment, the young man was unarmed, and the bright autumn blade flowed out of the scabbard in front of him, and the actor immediately raised his sword to change his moves, and quickly seized this fatal opportunity.
But by the time he brought his wrist up, the boy had just grasped the hilt of his unsheathed sword.
The flowing sword momentum slashed on his wrist, and the long sword in the player's hand was full of power like a long river bursting the embankment, and the disintegrating power was twisted in the arm, and the long sword suddenly broke away.
The fight was only in the moment of passing by, and in the blink of an eye, the two had moved away again, and the young man dragged the Qiushui long sword that borrowed the sword, raised his hand to hold the hat on his head, and waved his arm in the last eye of the turn, and the round hat was like a howling wind, instantly swept through the space of half of the small building, and cut into the neck of the person.
The actor stiffened and fell, but there was no such scene in Pei Li's eyes.
The young man who turned around carried a long sword, and stepped five steps in a row on the high pillar that ran through the top of the building.
This is a more complicated scene, and at this time he has raised his head and stared coldly at the young man.
At the moment when Pei Ye was at the height of the volley, the man in the silk shirt suddenly moved like a swift falcon, his body was fluttering like a charm, and for a moment it seemed to come from all directions.
Pei Ye raised his hand with his left arm, and the flames gushed out, drowning the afterimage on the left, and the figure of the silk shirt was solidified on the right, already forcing in front of the young man.
A sword light was as fast as a frightening wave.
Pei Ye twisted his body hard, and the sword cut a deep crack under his flank. A wound was exchanged for the advance of two positions, and the long sword in Pei Li's hand, which was extremely powerful, pulled out a dazzling sword light.
The silk shirt man stared at the sword, the amazing sword light was still clear enough in his eyes, and the man's figure floated back-
Momentarily froze.
It wasn't a sword light that came towards him, but a round of cold bright moon.
At first glance, it occupied his entire field of vision, as if a folded world was spread out in front of him, the cold moon and ice feathers, the jade night and the cold lake, and the frost and snow covered everything, and in such a world, he was a senseless and ignorant falling goose in the middle of the lake.
Pei Ye swept through with a sword, and a bloodlet warm blood burst out from his throat under the blade.
The boy stood behind the slowly toppling man in the silk shirt, and the sound of the window being smashed behind him was heard, and when he turned around, the only remaining scene was fleeing like a falcon.
Pei Ye retracted his gaze, gently pulled the sword flower and shook off the bloodstains, and the mountain feather quietly returned to the sheath.
(End of chapter)