The water dwelling is located in the middle of a pond of about seven acres, with curtains hanging on all sides, purple smoke, connected to the shore by a nine-curved corridor, on which every seven steps, there is a female Jiao'e standing with a lantern.

It has not yet reached the height of summer, but the green lotus in the pond is already budding, and the little fireflies swim between the lotus leaves, and the water dwelling in the middle is like a fairyland.

And in the middle of the water dwelling, in the curtain, is actually a good end of the house, through the doors and windows, you can glimpse the bright lights, hidden the sound of pushing the cup to change the lamp from the water.

Seeing that the Ding family walked straight into the Jiuqu corridor, Zhao Wuxin stepped aside, approached the pond at night, opened the lotus leaves, and dived down with bated breath.

The slight sound of entering the water quickly faded away in the noisy summer night of the new cicadas. On the top of the cloister, a lady cast her gaze suspiciously at the place, but found nothing, and after a while, she retracted it.

The second-grade masters can resist the qi out of the body, although this qi is different from the six veins of the human body, but after all, it is much the same. Zhao Wu'an has been in the second grade for a while, and at this time, he dived underwater, secretly adjusting the heart, lungs, and qi, although it is not exaggerated to the point of being like a fish in water, but it is not a problem to swim to the pool before swimming to the heart of the pool for ventilation.

The Han family will reopen the Hundred Male Sword Meeting, which is spreading in the rivers and lakes, and most of the famous swordsmen in the world have come to Bianliang from thousands of miles away, waiting for Han Kuo, a master of the world's first products, to set off a big storm.

But in the Han Mansion, which was at the center of the storm, it was not as lively as the outside world, but it was suspiciously quiet.

Zhao Wu'an followed the family all the way, from the outer wall of the Han Mansion to the water pavilion here, but he had never passed by a noisy place. Isn't it true that the Han family really has a set of strict self-discipline skills, from the head of the family to the servants, all of them are as immobile as a mountain and as moving as thunder?

Full of doubts in his heart, Zhao Wu'an brushed aside the lotus leaves, leaned on the faint light around the water pavilion above his head, and gradually touched the middle of the pond.

There are maids every seven steps on the nine-song corridor, and there is a whole team of guards standing according to the sword at the main gate of the Water Pavilion, which can be called a well-guarded position. Of course, Zhao Wu'an wouldn't hit this moldy head and secretly walked around to the back of the Water Pavilion.

The edge of the water pavilion hangs curtains on all sides, and several other curtains are hanging down close to the wall, not far away is the water surface, only the space left for one person to walk, only this place on the back, extending outward with a platform of nearly ten feet, should be a warm night in summer and autumn, built to admire the moon.

Between the platform and the central water pavilion, there is only a sliding door. At this time, the sliding door was closed, but the figure inside could be seen longing, and the sound of pushing the cup and changing the lamp was endless.

Perhaps this platform is useless tonight, and there are no guards on or around the platform. However, there were no more or no less four people standing on both sides of the sliding door, and it was indeed difficult to deal with them at the same time.

Zhao Wuxin thought about it, quietly untied the poppy beauty on his arm, and took out his sleeve with his sword under the water, controlling it to gallop a long distance underwater before he picked his fingers.

The poppy immediately jumped out of the water, cut off several lotus leaves, and caused a loud splash on the silent water.

"There's movement on the water!" Sure enough, a sharp-eyed guard by the sliding door quickly shouted.

Seeing that the fish was hooked, Zhao Wu'an immediately released all his strength, drove the poppy out of the distance, and plunged into a locust tree at the edge of the pond.

It's not a lot of movement, but the leaves are falling, and even on a starry night, it's conspicuous enough.

"Hurry up and report the news!" The two guards immediately walked around to the edge of the water pavilion and rushed out along the path behind the curtain, leaving the two still holding their knives and watching in place.

The sliding door is like another wall of this water pavilion, and if it is not a matter of urgency, of course, you can't open the sliding door directly. The two of them walked around the Water Pavilion, which was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Zhao Wu'an.

Across half of the pond to control the sword, this is also the farthest range that Zhao Wu'an can do now, and thanks to being the lightest poppy among the six swords, he can do it in one fell swoop into the trunk of the tree.

Not daring to waste any more qi, Zhao Wu'an drew his sword and returned, relying on the light body of the poppy beauty's sword, flew straight back to his side under the cover of night, and rushed out of the water pavilion again.

Then, the remaining two guards saw the long curtain on the side of the water pavilion, and suddenly Qi Gen broke off and floated down on the water, but it happened to be in the opposite direction of the two people who had just worked together.

The two glanced at each other, and the words "sound east and west" should have appeared in their hearts at the same time, so they all pulled out their swords and rushed towards the other side of the trail.

This is exactly what Zhao Wu'an wanted. With only four guards, he could move away with a little carving insect skills, which was also expected by him.

There was no one on this side of the platform in front of the Water Pavilion for a while, but Zhao Wu'an didn't want An An to climb up in parts, but he was angry on the soles of his feet, and when he stepped forward, his body flew out of the water like a fish leaping, and rushed straight to the roof tile of the Water Pavilion.

At the same time, there was a thunderclap under the water.

Zhao Wu'an did not hurry to take out the Bodhisattva and put it on the soles of his feet, holding the pool water dripping from his clothes, and falling smoothly on the roof.

The water trails on his body are very likely to reveal his whereabouts, but after all, the Bodhisattva Man also soaked under the water with his clothes, and it is difficult to ensure that he will not fall into the water droplets. However, now that he has entered the water, he can't do it seamlessly, so he can only hope that he will not leave clues that can be discovered.

Carrying a thunderbolt under the water is an extremely risky move, but it happens to have the effect of striking the east and the west. Previously, the poppy pierced the locust tree on the east side and cut off the curtain on the west side, so she did not dare to let these guards act rashly, so she returned to the rear platform to look for the intruder.

Even if he could think of going up to the roof to track down, Zhao Wu'an could take this opportunity to slide directly down the west wall where the curtain had been cut down at the root of the wall.

No matter what choice these people take, Zhao Wu'an can get close to the Water Pavilion, but it is just a matter of position.

At first glance, the roof of the water pavilion is paved with daiwa, and at first glance it looks like it is constructed by the Jiangnan opposite front, but there is a small sunken platform left at the middle ridge, which is not gathered together like a knife blade.

Zhao Wu'an lay tightly in the alcove, listening intently to the movement below.

The last slashing step really gathered the guards who had gone to both sides to look for people again, and even in front of the main gate, a person who seemed to be the chief of the guard came to the rear when he heard the sound.

"What was the sound just now?"

"It looks like something has fallen into the water, and the curtain on the west side has been cut just now...... The locust tree on the east side also looks like there are people. ”

"The Water Pavilion is heavily guarded, how can it be possible to mix in so many people at the same time?

"This ...... When the sound of water sounded, it seemed like no one was nearby......"

"A bunch of waste! Four people can't guard a door?" the head of the guard reprimanded, "The young master is talking about the critical point, you don't make trouble for me!"

"Yes!" the four agreed in unison.

There was a clattering sound from under Zhao Wu'an, and it seemed that someone had pushed open the sliding door.

"Are you alright?" came out of the young man's elegant and gentle voice.

"Please rest assured, everything is fine!" said the chief of the guard.

"Good. I don't want someone to mess with me while I'm having a good time. "Youth is meaningful.

The sliding door closed again.

The head of the guard scolded in a low voice: "Forget it just now, the curtain on the west side will be put away first, and one person will go to the corner to keep an eye on it." Give me some spirits! I can't be sloppy tonight!"

"Yes!" the four replied in a low voice.

As the sound of the captain's iron boots faded away, silence returned to the side of the Marine.

Zhao Wu'an breathed a long sigh of relief. Anyway, I finally sneaked in. However, it was a little strange that the chief of the guard said that the Han Mansion was heavily guarded. Diving all the way, he was clearly barely bothered.

Zhao Wu'an turned half of his body slightly, reached out to uncover a tile on the side of his cheek, and looked down.

In the water pavilion, there is indeed a brightly lit wine banquet scene, there are more than ten maids who come and go, and the dishes on a wine table are even more sumptuous, but only four people are sitting around.

A young man closest to the sliding door, dressed in an elegant robe, holding a scroll of paintings, with a sword on the side of the chair, looked like the lord of the seat, and the other three were all guests.

Zhao Wu'an didn't have any impression of this young man, but the two men and one woman at the same table with him, for some reason, always felt a little familiar.

The family that he had followed all the way to this place was also standing beside the young master without saying a word at this time. Obviously, Zhao Wu'an had spent too long sneaking into this water pavilion, and he had already missed the scene where the family met the young man.

However, the scroll in the young man's hand should be the scroll that the family took away from the teahouse. Zhao Wu'an was too far away, and the young man half-covered it, and it was really difficult to see the details clearly.

The young man only took a cursory look at the picture scroll, then raised the wine bottle and said to the other three: "A few distinguished guests, I think that this gift should be worthy of all of you who came from afar, so as not to lose my face Han Xiuzhu, right?"

A bearded man sneered: "Young Master Han is a talented man in the world, how can he lose face? It's just a picture scroll, I'm afraid it's not enough to satisfy our Greedy Demon Palace." ”

On the roof, Zhao Wu'an's heart suddenly shook: Greedy Demon Palace!?

The cold and glamorous woman on the other side also chimed in: "We are not suspicious of the six wicked people and the four bad people, but the hall master is particularly concerned about this matter, and he doesn't see it for believe, but I'm afraid he won't be gullible." ”

Han Xiuzhu smiled: "It's easy to talk about this matter. When the curtain comes down, everything will be known. Xiuzhu is not just for the sake of the divine soldiers. Everyone doesn't know that in addition to the Bahai Knife, my Han family still has a school of knife techniques, which has been lost for a long time. If you can rely on a few blessings to find it again, Xiuzhu will be grateful. ”

The smiling man sitting directly opposite Han Xiuzhu gently stroked his white face and said, "Young Master Han, doesn't he want to carry the old man behind his back and make some deals with us?"

"That Kuo'er is majestic outside, and he doesn't want to be willing to live under Young Master Han if he wants to come to him!" the bearded man said, "Young Master Han, I always pretend to obey you at this point!"

The bearded man's mouth is a unique master of the Han family, the current head of the Han family, and Han Kuo, who is proud of the Central Plains martial arts with his one-handed sea sword technique.

Zhao Wu'an, who was lying on the roof and didn't listen to a few words, was shocked at this time: he thought that Jiang Longyi's death was intentional by Han Kuo, who had single-handedly run the Hundred Swords Association, but listening carefully to the dialogue between the banquets, it was like Han Xiuzhu, who was his eldest son, personally put his father together.

And that's just the tip of the story. What surprised Zhao Wu'an even more was that the son of the Han family, who was the leader of the righteous path of martial arts, actually had contacts with the people in the Greedy Demon Palace?