"Lu Jianxing, you are avenging a private vendetta!"

"You blame me for not filling the gap of hundreds of households with you!"

In the alley, Xu Xianchun, who was being escorted by two Jinyi guards, was shouting with a ferocious expression.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Xianchun's tone changed. There was some non-existent hope in his eyes when he looked at Lu Jianxing, and he said in a tone that everything could be discussed: "Lu Jianxing, if you let me go, let me go, I will definitely let you." When hundreds of households—ah!”

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Lian, who was standing next to him, grabbed his chin and pulled it off with a little force.

"Take it away."

Shen Lian waved his hand, and the Jinyi guards around him surrounded him, escorting Xu Xianchun to continue moving forward.

Lu Jianxing did not follow him. He looked at Xu Xianchun's struggling back and sighed softly: "This Wei Zhongxian has fallen. He, a dismissed governor, is still so arrogant."

Shen Lian sneered: "Brother, the eunuch tree has deep roots..."

Lu Jianxing frowned and whispered: "Second brother, be careful what you say."

Shen Lian closed his mouth, nodded silently, and said no more.

At this moment, a long whistle suddenly came from the alley not far away.

Jin Yichuan, who was silently listening to the conversation between the two brothers, looked slightly moved, and unconsciously glanced in the direction of the sound from the corner of his eye.

Finally appeared!

Lin Zhongtian, who had been squatting on the roof of Chen Mansion watching the show for a long time, perked up and had a smile on his face.

Without hesitation, Lin Zhongtian jumped up and jumped over the heads of the three brothers without any scruples.

Lu Jianxing, who was immersed in the emotion of the sinister officialdom, did not notice the black shadow leaping above his head.

Jin Yichuan, who had been completely distracted by his senior brother Ding Xiu's whistle, did not notice it either.

Only Shen Lian caught a glimpse of the black shadow in the sky out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but put his hand on the handle of the knife and shouted loudly.

"Who?!"

Hearing Shen Lian's loud shout, Lu Jianxing and the surrounding Jinyi guards quickly became alert. They pulled out the sabers from their waists, stood back to back, formed a circular formation on the spot, and scanned the surrounding roofs vigilantly.

Jin Yichuan's reaction was even greater. He pulled out the pair of Feiyan swords and quickly climbed up the roof by kicking the wall.

But soon, Jin Yichuan put away his swords and jumped down from the roof lightly.

Lu Jianxing quickly stepped forward and asked in a deep voice: "Did you find anything?"

Jin Yichuan shook his head, put his two swords back into their sheaths, and said with a relaxed smile: "I didn't see any people, but I heard two cat meows coming from the alley next door. Maybe they were wild cats from somewhere."

"..."

Shen Lian frowned, looked at him deeply, and silently put back the half-drawn Xiuchun knife.

Lu Jianxing was still a little worried. After thinking for a moment, he led his men and chased out of the alley, preparing to report the situation to Xu Xianchun's colleagues who were escorting him.

It would be even better if you could take the opportunity to sneak into the escort team and get a little more credit.

At this moment, Jin Yichuan coughed twice at the right time.

The two brothers also knew about his physical condition. Seeing this situation, they asked him to go back and rest first, so that he would not need to participate in the next action.

Jin Yichuan looked grateful, nodded, and watched his two brothers lead the team away.

Before leaving, Shen Lian deliberately took a step slowly, took Jin Yichuan's arm and whispered.

"Yichuan, don't blame the second brother for talking too much. It's really not an option if this continues."

After saying that, Shen Lian patted his shoulder and strode to catch up with Lu Jianxing.

Looking at his second brother's leaving figure, Jin Yichuan gritted his teeth and looked a little unnatural.

At the same time, Lin Zhongtian had found Ding Xiu's location.

At this time, Ding Xiu was in a bun shop, rummaging through the leftover cold buns sold during the day.

Looking at the figure in the bun shop, Lin Zhongtian smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to knock on the door, and said with a chuckle: "Book 18 of the Ming Dynasty Code, Article 16, anyone who steals and loses money will be flogged fifty times, and will be spared."

Stabbing, but for those who get money, one owner is the most important, and crimes and penalties are determined based on stolen goods. For the first offender, the word "theft" will be stabbed on the right forearm, for the second offender, the word "theft" will be stabbed on the left forearm, and for the third offender, he will be hanged - ah, I forgot to ask,

How many times is this yours?"

"..."

Ding Xiu froze when he heard the sudden sound at the door of the bun shop.

But then, he continued to rummage and said in an indifferent tone: "What do you mean, I don't understand."

Lin Zhongtian curled his lips and explained patiently: "It means that if you stop now, the government will punish you with fifty lashes, but you will not be imprisoned. If you don't stop, you will be stabbed with a thief tattoo on your forearm."

Two words, and the sentence is based on the money you stole. I think you only stole a few buns. According to the law, the punishment will not be too heavy, it will only be sixty floggings at most!"

"……oh?"

Ding Xiu straightened up after hearing this, holding a bun in his left hand and chewing on it. He picked up the long black leather-wrapped object on the table with his right hand, put it on his shoulder, and looked at Lin Zhongtian at the door with interest.

"What if I paid?"

Lin Zhongtian's eyes turned and landed on the table to his left, where five shiny copper coins were placed.

I really paid it...

Lin Zhongtian raised his eyebrows, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he said in a leisurely tone: "Book 18 of the Ming Dynasty Code, Article 24, anyone who enters someone's house at night without any reason will be punished with an eighty stick, and the master will kill him immediately.

.”

"Are you the master?"

"no."

Lin Zhongtian shook his head honestly.

Ding Xiu smiled: "So, wouldn't you and I be punished for the same crime?"

Lin Zhongtian shook his head again and pointed to the threshold at his feet: "I didn't go in."

"...So I can't avoid this whip, right?"

"If I plan to sue the authorities."

"Then do you plan to file a lawsuit?"

Facing Ding Xiu's increasingly sharp eyes, Lin Zhongtian suddenly laughed and pointed at his face.

"You don't know me?"

"You are not money, why should I know you?"

"Then...do you recognize this hand?"

Lin Zhongtian smiled and raised his right hand, his sleeve slipped off, revealing five ferocious white bone spurs.

Seeing this scene, Ding Xiu's pupils shrank and his chewing movements stopped accordingly.

Immediately afterwards, he swallowed the bun in his hand in two or two mouthfuls, then held the long black leather-wrapped object with both hands, held it in front of him, and looked at the smiling Lin Zhongtian in front of him.

At this time, his face no longer had the calmness and calmness just now.

Instead, there was a look of vigilance and solemnity.

"Are you the Bone Demon Hand who destroyed all the Liu family?"

"..."

Hearing this nickname, the smile on Lin Zhongtian's face froze.

"Just call me Fu Qingyun."

"It seems you don't like this title."

Ding Xiu smiled, raised the long object in his hand, and pulled out the slender Miao knife from the black leather scabbard. While looking at the sharp blade, he said in a leisurely tone: "Since we are on the battlefield,

The famous devil, when you come to see me, it should be more than just passing by and saying hello, right?"

"It seems that even if I say yes, you won't believe it."

Ding Xiu did not comment, and suddenly took a small step forward. At the same time, his left hand slightly moved the knife to his right hand. His right hand grabbed the handle of the knife and lifted it up, then slashed diagonally towards Lin Zhongtian's chest from bottom to top with a sharp force.

This move is exactly the sword-drawing position in "Xinyou Sword Technique" created by Qi Jiguang.

It is adapted from the Chinese sword-drawing technique and the Japanese sword-drawing technique, Iai-za.

It's just that compared to the ordinary sword-drawing technique, this move is more aggressive, more powerful, and has a narrower angle. The environmental requirements are not as demanding as the normal drawing-sword technique. It can be used even in a narrow place like Baozipu.

It produces 70% to 80% of its power.

Faced with such a sharp knife, Lin Zhongtian did not panic, kicked his feet, and took a few steps back.

Ding Xiu had already expected it, so he reserved some strength when he drew the sword.

With a knife slashing through the air, Ding Xiu flipped his wrist, holding the handle of the knife with both hands above his right shoulder, with his right hand on top, slightly pressing his left hand, the tip of the knife pointed downward slightly, and at the same time, he took a step forward with his left foot.

Then Ding Xiu kept walking and took a step forward with his right foot. The tip of the knife drew an arc in the air. He held the handle of the knife with both hands and swung it from right to left, holding it above his left shoulder with the same move.
Chapter completed!