Ji Longzi A Bing’s poisonous mother-in-law

Author: Dayfly Dream

Ji Longzi·A Bing·Po Po

After changing his moves, the whistling sound from the sword of the man in sackcloth became even louder.

My aunt still had the upper hand at first, but after ten moves, her sword moves gradually became more impatient, with more attacks and less defense.

Bystanders in Jiangnan knew clearly that the aunt was affected by the whistling and was a little upset.

If you can't adjust your mentality, I'm afraid you will fail in another twenty or thirty moves.

I couldn't help but secretly marvel at the "Howling Sword" with its special function. If I hadn't already used my magical power today, I would have stolen this linen man's unique skill.

Jiangnan naturally won't wait for her aunt to lose.

When the man in linen clothes was fully responding to his aunt's attack, he quietly walked around behind the opponent and stabbed the man in linen clothes in the calf with a sword.

The movement of the people in linen clothes was restricted, many sword moves could not be performed, and the swordsmanship was greatly reduced.

He had to face attacks from his aunt and Jiang Nan at the same time, and everything was in danger.

"brush--"

The man in linen clothes was cut open in the chest by his aunt's sword.

"Wow——"

The bamboo hat on his head was cut off by Jiang Nan again.

Jiang Nan looked closely and found that he was an ordinary middle-aged swordsman. The only thing that stood out were his two missing ears.

No wonder the opponent wears a hat even when fighting.

The aunt was slightly startled.

He asked in a deep voice: "Are you Ji Longzi, the abandoned disciple of Mangshan?"

"Haha. I didn't expect anyone to remember Ji!" The man in linen sighed with emotion.

"There are many of you today, Ji admits defeat."

"However, Ji is a tribute from Shanyang Prince's Mansion."

"Why don't we just let it go? Ji can promise that he will try his best to resolve the conflict between you and the second son when he returns, how about that?"

The aunt looked hesitant.

If the conflict can really be resolved, it would be natural to have one less powerful enemy like Shanyang Prince's Mansion.

However, the credibility of this sackcloth man's words is really questionable.

There is no guarantee that the other party is not doing it as a temporary measure to save his life.

"OK."

Jiangnan was the first to speak:

"But you have to keep the sword in your hand."

Jiang Nan explained: "Jiang has a hobby, which is to collect the long swords of his defeated generals. Now he has collected eleven swords. If you add this one in your hand, it will be enough for a dozen."

An angry look flashed across the man's face.

The sword is the second life of the swordsman, and it also represents the glory and dignity of the swordsman.

If not for the seriousness of what Jiang Nan said, everyone in Mai would have thought that Jiang Nan was deliberately humiliating him.

The man in linen glanced at Jiang Nan and his aunt who were surrounding him with complicated eyes, knowing that he would never be able to escape from the siege of the two men as he dragged his injured leg.

Facing Jiangnan, he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, the sword in Ji's hand will be temporarily stored with you. I will definitely come back to learn your clever moves someday!"

After the man in sackcloth finished speaking, he returned the sword to its sheath with a "clang" sound.

Then, he stabbed the long sword with the scabbard firmly on the ground.

It was buried more than a foot deep.

The man in linen looked ugly, turned around and was about to leave.

A gust of strong wind suddenly struck from behind.

The man in linen's expression changed drastically, and he instinctively drew his sword to resist, but then he remembered that his long sword had been inserted into the ground behind him.

After this pause, it was no longer in a hurry to dodge.

"puff--"

A long sword stabbed the man in sackcloth from his vest to his chest.

The tip of the sword is transparent, with more than half a foot exposed.

The person holding the sword was none other than Jiangnan who had just asked him to leave the sword behind.

The man in linen clothes looked stunned and could not close his eyes until death.

Seeing his aunt and Ye Qingqing looking at him with strange expressions, Jiang Nan felt slightly uncomfortable even with his face. He explained:

"As the saying goes, a soldier never tires of deceit. This man is a master of Gangqi realm. If we fight to the death, some of us may be seriously injured."

"Besides, this person came here just to kill me, so naturally I can't let him leave alive."

My aunt was noncommittal.

Ye Qingqing asked with disdain: "Are you men born to lie?"

"Who said that? Only women can lie." Jiang Nan added as evidence: "Zhang Wuji fucking said that the more beautiful a woman is, the better she is at lying."

"Who is Zhang Wuji?" Ye Qingqing asked.

"A weakling." Jiang Nan replied casually.

Immediately, he changed the topic to his aunt: "Is Long Zi very famous this season?"

Just now, my aunt called out the name of this man in linen clothes, and Jiang Nan was slightly surprised.

"Not very famous either."

The aunt shook her head and explained: "The Mangshan Sword Sect is just a second-rate force. This Ji Longzi's martial arts is not too outstanding."

"It's just that I happened to hear someone say that there was a disciple of Mangshan Sword Sect who had his ears cut off and was expelled from the master because he eavesdropped on his master's wife's wall."

"In addition, Mangshan disciples use a lot of strange weapons. In addition to the Xiaoyin Sword, there are also phosphorus fire swords, black and white swords, etc."

"So, it's easy to guess."

"Yeah." Jiang Nan nodded.

"Auntie, I know Ting Qiang Gen, but why did I have to have my ears cut off and be expelled from the master when I eavesdropped on Master Qiang Gen?" Ye Qingqing looked curious: "Could it be that he overheard Master and Mistress's secret?"

When my aunt heard this, her cheeks suddenly turned red.

Jiang Nan couldn't help laughing.

"Is there something wrong with what I said?" Ye Qingqing asked angrily.

"Yes, you are right. It was because he was lying on the wall and eavesdropped on the secrets that Master and Master could not tell... Hahaha..."

"snort!"

While he was talking, Xiong Er leaned over and skillfully picked up the corpse of the man in linen clothes.

This man in linen clothes is worthy of being enshrined by the Prince of Shanyang, and his net worth is quite rich, with more than 10,000 taels of silver notes alone.

Xiong Er, who already knew the value of the banknote, smiled happily.

He collected the broken silver and handed the banknote to Jiangnan, who had just wiped the blood off his sword.

Jiang Nan took it unceremoniously and stuffed it into his arms.

"Take that sword too." Jiang Nan pointed at the long sword stuck on the ground by the man in sackcloth.

The weapons of the Gangqi master are naturally of good quality.

Even if you don't use it yourself, you can sell it for one thousand eight hundred taels if you resell it.

The four of them tidied up and stopped staying.

The Shanyang Palace is so powerful that it will not give up even if one of its worshipers dies, so it is better to stay as far away as possible.

Danyang City is connected to Baishui City and is in the northwest of Baishui City.

In the early morning of the next day, the four finally arrived at Danyang City.

Nothing happened all night.

No one from Shanyang Palace came again, and no one from Juyi Villa followed.

In order to avoid overcrowding at the inn, Jiang Nan rented a private house on the edge of the city and let the three aunts rest first. He disguised himself and visited a well-known doctor in the city alone.

The three consecutive days went very smoothly.

After all, most doctors are not people in the martial arts world, so it is not difficult for Jiangnan to deal with them.
To be continued...