401 The Ghost Lingers (2)
Lin Liguo had no choice but to personally fetch him a small jar of wine, and said in a low voice: There are a few familiar faces. Occasionally, I saw Shen Ye. There are also several white-clad holy envoys who haunt here at night. Actually, there are so many people in the rivers and lakes who have found this place - Xie Ye, aren't you here too?
"Qin Ye's order, do I dare to come?" Jun He prevaricated.
Lin Liguo's eyes lit up, and he just smiled in a low voice: "I know it, if you don't leak my bottom, I don't dare to talk nonsense." The first swordsman of the Chu family, so easy to do things for the Qin family?"
Jun He knew that he had underestimated the scheming of this night owl, and couldn't help but be cautious: "People always have to find a place to eat and drink, right?
"He has some relationship with several teenagers in the shack, and I heard that they are all orphans of the Qi family's martial artists. Shen Ye has always had a friendship with these martial artists, and he can't help but take care of their descendants - everyone says that he has a good heart. I see that he also gave a lot of charity. β
Shen Yanfei, it's Shen Yanfei again! Xie Junhe chatted with Lin Liguo for a few more words, and when it was dawn, he thanked him and went straight to the depths of the shed. Maybe it will take a few teenagers to dig out the details of this person.
Jun He followed the instructions, turned back into the alley, and walked hundreds of steps around and around before stopping in front of a low wooden door. The sound of bright laughter in the courtyard walls was very vivid. It is foreseeable that the children will not stop shuttling, it should be a dustless world!
Junhe was about to knock on the door, but withdrew his hand again. Through the crack in the door, you can see the childish faces, children from a few years old to more than ten years old, neat and simple clothes, immersed in their games. And women's voices. It reminded him of Mo'er and the people of that village in the Beacon Ridge. What would his intrusion bring to these teenagers? In a moment of hesitation, a faint breath behind him was already blowing in the wind. If you can narrow your footsteps to the point where you are almost imperceptible, you should be a master. He clenched the hilt of his sword secretly.
"You see it. The man behind him said.
"I saw it. β
"You're not welcome here. β
"I didn't expect you to welcome. β
"Treat those who are not welcome, and use the spear in my hand. β
"Treat people who are not used to it, almost. β
In an instant, the blade of the remnant sword hit the barrel of the silver leaf gun, and it exploded with a crisp sound.
"Shen Yanfei!"
"What if it's me?" Shen Yanfei had a gloomy smile in his eyes, and he was cold and arrogant.
"Uncle Shen?" The courtyard door opened, and a group of young men with sticks rushed out, blocking Xie Junhe in the alley.
Someone asked, "Who is he?"
"It doesn't matter who it is, it's not a good person to work against Uncle Shen!"
"It's not a good thing to look at him. β
For a moment, sticks flew and the wind was rolling. One of the teenagers jumped several times in quick succession, and the flying stick slammed into his face. Xie Junhe just shook his arm to block it, and a sweep came from behind him. Just as he was jumping away, the young man who had been standing far away had teleported to his eyes in the blink of an eye, fighting with him.
Squinting his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Shen Yanfei holding his arms and sneering.
Fighting with children? He Xie Junhe no longer has a score, and he will not be so cheap. But these teenagers are not idle, whether they are sticks or light skills, they have obviously been instructed by masters. In the middle of the hold, only to hear a long shout: "Enough!" The teenagers immediately and obediently retreated. Shen Yanfei nodded with satisfaction, laughing at Xie Jun and the embarrassed look of the gray face.
Heh! Xie Junhe spat out his resentment hatefully.
"I've always hated nosy people. β
"Lao Tzu prefers to meddle in things!"
"You'd better leave it alone here, you can't afford it!" Shen Yanfei smiled wryly.
"Why?"
"Chu Tao's idle affairs, you dare to take care of it?"
"Nonsense!"
"Heh, what can I do to take care of these little ghosts? Relying on the income of the Qi family? What can I do without Chu Tao's secret support?"
Xie Junhe was a little confused.
The young man interjected: "Uncle Shen is talking about the person you often mentioned to fund us?
Yan Fei nodded.
Another teenager said: "No wonder he always refuses to show his face." I should really thank him, without him and Uncle Shen, we are afraid that we would have starved to death on the streets. β
Junhe was even more surprised. "Why did he do that?" almost blurted out.
"Ha! He also said that he was a good brother, and he didn't even know what he wanted to do? The Qi family, of course, went to the Qi family. The hatred of killing his father comes first, the hatred of taking love comes later, and the humiliation of his hands, can't you see his hatred for the Qi family?"
"Impossible!" Junhe cut the railroad to the ground.
"Heh, why not? He is the person who hates the Qi family the most on both sides of the strait. He, of course, wants to destroy the enemy at all costs. β
Jun He looked at the teenagers with a fierce light, and from the faces that were thin because of poverty, there was a fierce light of hatred. "We have a bitter enmity with the Qi family. If the head of Chu wants to sweep away this scum of the rivers and lakes, I am willing to follow the work of dogs and horses. β
Shen Yanfei sneered: "So you don't care about the affairs here." I will help him set it up, just wait for the Qi family to disappear one day. β
Xie Junhe's thinking stagnated, and he only felt the chill on his back. Then, he forgot how Shen Yanfei left and how he left the shed. When I looked up again, I realized that I was already under the plaque of Huayue Tower. Everything that was witnessed in the shack had dissipated like a cloud of smoke and no trace.
In front of the hustle and bustle of the carriages and horses, the lanterns that had been burned all night were not extinguished, and they struggled strangely in the first light of dawn. The grievances of the rivers and lakes never care whether they are open guns or hidden arrows.
At this moment, Xie Junhe had no doubt that what happened on the North Shore a few days ago must have Chu Tao behind him, and he was even more convinced that the Qi family on the North Shore was like a prey in a deep trap, and sooner or later it would become someone else's meal.
If this was really Chu Tao's doing, wouldn't Jiang Shaoyun look up to the sky and laugh? Chu Tao took the opportunity to drive him to the Qin family on the north shore, could it be that he just didn't want him to get in the way?
Could it be that ten years of acquaintance on the south bank are just another scene?
Hehe, he threw the sneer into the wind and hid in the sheng song of Huayue Tower. Regardless of whether he is a bird, how many people in the rivers and lakes are clean? The so-called doing the right thing for heaven will always hurt innocent people. It's better to change a pot of wine and get drunk.
The clear cup reflected a wry smile, blaming himself for taking righteousness too seriously and taking promises too seriously.
Behind the wry smile, a ray of sword light was suddenly reflected.
The cup was frightened, the wind broke, and the crystal spilled all over the ground. The blade of the sword is on the table.
There is no blood, only silence. Drinkers seem to be accustomed to this.
Xie Junhe was not surprised, let alone worriedβthe opponent's sword was no longer at hand, and he was unharmed, and the sword had not yet been unsheathed, so the odds were enough. Wu changed his glass and poured wine, and drank it with no one in his eyes.
But obviously, the anger on the other side is getting stronger. "The bloody ghosts who were terrified on the north shore back then, and the black evil on the south shore, are they already old?"
Junhe sneered and did not answer. If you are in a bad mood, you don't need to pay attention to it, and if you are in a bad mood, you will finish drinking the wine and wait for the other person's head to hit the ground.