Chilly nights.

In the south of the Spirit Palace, Jiang Yi and Wang Chongjiu sat cross-legged in it, chatting for a long time.

Jiang Yi thought slightly, his tone was gentle, recalling every detail of killing several groups of rogues, from the first group of sneak attack techniques to narrowly defeat Scarface Ning Zhiyuan, to the last wave of bandits with the Xuantie knife unharmed, without any concealment and omission, all of them shook out like pouring beans.

Wang Chongjiu used to be a kendo leader after all, even if he was not immersive, just telling Jiang Yi's words was like seeing a life-and-death struggle with his own eyes, during which if he heard Jiang Yi's indecision to use the knife, or in the face of problems such as improper response to the offensive, the old man would teach him a lesson, and then make concise and direct pointers in his flaws, so that Jiang Yi, who was dark under the light, was suddenly empowered and benefited a lot.

After all, he is an old connoisseur of sword practice, the old man's words are worth Jiang Yi's hard thinking for a few days, Jiang Yi's expression is focused, and he will swallow all the comments and know-how of the old man in his mind, and then comprehend the subtleties in his spare time.

It seemed that the lesson was enough for the unsuccessful young man in front of him, the old sword god slowly stretched his waist, leaned against a cyan pillar in the pavilion, and asked playfully: "Boy, the turbulent situation in Xichu is not a matter of one or two days, it was that kind of crisis at the beginning, do you still have the heart to go out to play in the mountains and rivers?" Do you really not care or don't notice the abnormality?"

"At that time, I had no heart and lungs, how could I have thought so much. Jiang Yi said casually, his face was as usual, and he was giggling.

"Hehe, if you say a nonsense to the old man, the old man will teach you a good sword move, anyway, in my exquisite sword move, you can continue to fool me, just because I am reluctant to think about the best swordsmanship that I have painstakingly pondered for most of my life. Wang Laojian said calmly.

"You're cheating. Jiang Yi was a little angry.

"I do. Old man Wang was triumphant.

An old man and a young man looked at each other silently, and the two of them were like fighting for endurance to see who had the best patience.

After a long time, Jiang Yi took the lead in defeat, and spread his hands and said: "Okay, Xichu has destroyed the country, and no matter how entangled you are, it is impossible to reverse time, I just confess."

At that time, the palace guards increased suddenly, and even those mammaries and maids with long hair and short knowledge knew that the big thing was not good, no matter how slow I reacted, I knew that the situation was critical, and it was actually my father's intention to go out of the big Phoenix City, and before the soldiers and horses of Dashun arrived, there was already an undercurrent in the city.

If I leave the imperial city in the middle of the night, those 'loyal' Western Chu courtiers will block me in it, and then on the way to escape, those who chase and kill me will be Dashun soldiers or Western Chu soldiers, God knows. ”

Wang Chongjiu smacked his tongue and said with emotion: "You kid has a strange fate, and his life is bumpy. ”

Jiang Yi smiled sadly, with sadness on his face.

Seeing the young man's expression, Wang Lao Sword God slapped him on the head, and scolded with a smile: "There is no girl here, what kind of deep melancholy is pretending." ”

"Hehe, the master still understands me. Jiang Yiwan smiled, talking and laughing, and the sadness on his face gradually disappeared.

After apprenticeship, the master and apprentice had never talked so freely as they did today, and the old sword god was in great interest, and asked softly: "Jiang Yi, I don't teach you to learn swords, but let you practice swords, do you have any doubts in your heart?"

"To be honest, there are still questions, at first I thought it was the master in disguise who told me that it was not suitable for sword training, and then I thought it might be your old man who taught me according to his aptitude, and now I feel that both ideas are wrong. Jiang Yi said sincerely.

Wang Chongjiu smiled and explained: "The ancients advocated learning boxing before practicing swords, but I think it is okay to learn swords first, after all, you don't have the time to practice boxing to perfection first, after all, it is to strengthen physical fitness, and practicing knives can also play a similar role, and the time is also faster, no matter what weapons you practice, the foundation is the most important, so I have never taught you any internal skills." ”

Jiang Yi didn't seem to understand, and said tentatively: "What does Master mean, swords are connected?"

"Swordsmanship, the same way, are all for the way to hurt the enemy's hand war, if it is a master of the deep realm, even if he is carrying a rolling pin in his hand, it can be said that it is a sword, it is also a knife, and the saying that the sword is connected is also barely passed. Wang Lao Sword God nodded lightly.

"Then the master requires the disciple to practice the sword every day, in fact, so that the disciple can learn to hold the sword?" Jiang Yi seemed to understand something.

The old sword god smiled with relief: "The weapon is an extension of the body, and it needs to be like an arm command to pass the test." ”

Jiang Yi lowered his head thoughtfully.

"The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, the knights of the world walk the rivers and lakes, they all like to use the sword as a weapon, the sword is chic and extraordinary, in the eyes of those young girls can be a plus; the sword is the first of the nine short, the bold martial artist or soldier loves to use the sword, the big open and the unity is indomitable, the power of hurting the enemy is very great, if you are given a choice, do you use a sword or a knife?" the old sword god asked casually and casually.

"Use a sword to play handsome, and use a knife to kill!" Jiang Yi did not hesitate at all.

The old sword god was slightly stunned, and then pouted: "It's not a good thing to be too greedy. ”

Jiang Yi was not to be outdone: "Didn't Master just say that the sword is connected, why can't you use both?"

The old sword god straightened up and scolded, "Go to sleep, the sword technique has not yet become famous, and the kung fu has improved." ”

"Oh. Jiang Yi agreed, and quickly ran into a small thatched hut surrounded by a green bamboo fence not far away.

When he was a child, he was in a small hidden building in Qingzhou City.

There were several black-clothed people in the house who looked at the Minghua Mansion in the Gaomen compound not far away, and their eyes widened.

A fat man pushed the door in, observed for a while and said a little tiredly: "I don't have to guard tonight, I saw with my own eyes that the kid has already left the city in the morning, and it is not interesting to wait any longer." ”

Several men in black nodded slightly, their expressions slowing down.

One of them yawned and wondered, "Since General Tan already knows the identity of the flower-faced man, why did he go to great lengths to set up a net, why didn't he directly order that kid to be arrested?"

Tan Que shook his head and said heavily: "I'm just guessing, it's suspicious for a powerless teenager to rashly go out of the city late at night, and what's even more strange is why there was a murder as soon as he left the city? ”

A small-eyed man looked back at the luxurious mansion and said softly, "I heard that Mrs. Fan's younger brother Fan Qiling went out late at night for a reason. ”

"Oh, what's the reason?" Tan Qi was interested.

"I heard that there is a woman grinding tofu in Linshui Town, twenty miles outside the city, her appearance is very good, known as Tofu Shih, this boy is bored and has to go to see the beauty, but after going back to the house, he is not guarded, fascinated, Mrs. Fan was very angry when she learned about this, and felt that her brother should not have anything to do with a woman who grinded tofu, so Fan Qiling was not allowed to take another step out of Minghua Mansion until he broke off his thoughts with the woman.

The boy was not convinced, so he went out of the city alone late at night to meet with the tofu Shih Tzu in Linshui Town, and happened to be seen by the brother who guarded the city gate. The small-eyed man said convincingly, and several black-clothed people on the side were somewhat convinced.

"Yo, I didn't think it was a bloody story of a bullshit genius and a beautiful woman, so wouldn't it be a waste of time for us to stay here, I think the long girl-like boy is not a fancy face swordsman, which must be a misunderstanding. ”

"I don't think it will be him, do you think, the younger brother of the dignified Mrs. Minghua, the eldest young master who stretches his hand for food and opens his mouth all day long, is guilty of fighting to the death with those bandits who kill people without blinking?

"Hey, brothers, it doesn't matter if he's the knife or not, I'm a little interested in that tofu Shih Tzu, I'll take the time to go for a trip in the past two days, if it's really that rare weak and beautiful girl-mother, I'll go back to the city and let her grind tofu in my house." ”

"It's better to be happy alone than to be happy together. Several men in black echoed each other, smiling grimly.

"Hmph!" Tan Yu suddenly spoke, and several people instantly restrained their laughter, silent.

"It's just some gossip, and you haven't seen it with your own eyes, how much credibility does it have? Zhang Qing, let's talk about the sixth article of the code for being a spy. Tan Yu's face was gloomy, and he was a little disappointed with these spies who had been trained by one hand.

The small-eyed man lowered his head in shame and whispered: "Rule 6, hearing is false, seeing is believing, and strong evidence is needed to determine the authenticity of the news to cover the coffin." ”

"How many of you are wrong?" Tan Yan was expressionless, and his tone was flat.

"My subordinates know their mistakes. Several people in black repented one after another, and a few of them were indeed a little carried away, forgetting that the big devil was still standing aside.

Tan Yu rubbed his eyebrows, waved his hand, and said, "What punishment will you receive, someone will inform you tomorrow, so you will go back first." ”

The men in black bowed in unison and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, a whistle sounded in the distance of the city, and several black-clothed people looked at Tan Qi with a stunned face, with a different color on their faces.

That was the unique way of communication for the spies under the Qingzhou City Yan Qingwang, Tan Yi frowned, and said suspiciously: "Something happened? ”

The combat power of these saucers may not be strong, but each of them is a very fast foot, and several black-clothed people jumped directly from the window with a tap of their toes, and quickly walked towards the direction of the whistle, and the sound was slight and almost undetectable.

Tan Yu narrowed his eyes, looked at the Minghua Mansion, which was also bejeweled in the night, turned around and strode away.

The seemingly bloated fat man was unexpectedly fast, and when he arrived at the place where the whistle sounded, the scene in front of him seemed familiar.

Then the light of several torches, he saw clearly that it was an ordinary people's house, the owner of the house had long since disappeared, the ground was in a mess, chaotic, as if after a terrible battle, there were four or five corpses lying in the small courtyard, all of them were knife wounds, and the knife technique was the same as that of the flower-faced knife man a few days ago.

So Fan Qiling didn't go out of the city?

The black-clothed men looked back at Tan Yan with complicated expressions, but they had a trace of doubts about Tan Fatzi, who had always been very prestigious.

A man armed with a sheathed long sword ran to Tan Fatzi's side with a team of capable soldiers, handed him half a broken mask, and gasped: "General, twenty-one of his subordinates were only close to catching that flower-faced swordsman, but unfortunately he fell short and was slipped away, but his subordinates tried their best to swing a sword or let his mask fall off, which... This is the mask of the flower-faced swordsman. ”

Tan Yu stared at the flower-faced mask in his hand for a moment, and said softly, "Can you see that person's face clearly?"

"It's a brother, who sees it clearly. The man affirmed, seemingly confident.

Tan Yi grinned, his eyes were blazing, just like when he was on the Guangling River on Mrs. Fan's flower boat, but he didn't hide it at all.