The drizzle of rain fell on the tiles, making the room feel extremely quiet.
Ye Jingtang sat cross-legged on the bench, practicing the figure of Jade Bones, Dragon and Elephant Bathing in Fire. His breath was long and his expression was peaceful. After practicing this method for a long time, his gas state has become somewhat otherworldly, but the changes are very subtle.
, it’s hard for people around you to tell if you’re not with me day and night.
On the bed not far away, Fan Qinghe was sitting cross-legged in a red gauze dress, maintaining the same posture, and practicing the Song of the Dragon.
It is true that Fan Qinghe doesn't know how to understand the gods, and his astonishing perception is purely due to hard work and talent, but this time he went to the capital, he got lucky.
As a specially hired doctor, she wanted to treat the Queen Mother, so she shamelessly asked Master Xuanji for a picture of a dragon and elephant, and Master Xuanji showed it to her, and then she got it for nothing.
Originally she wanted to see the picture of Bathing in Fire, but the real person Xuanji was not so generous. He said that he would only reward the Queen Mother after she was cured. She was so dedicated to helping, in addition to trying to win over Ye Jingtang, she also had this little thought in mind.
Which promotes.
After arriving at Taniguchi Town for dinner at noon, Ye Jingtang threw the birds out to patrol the mountains. The two of them waited in the room to rest. Because the waiting time was a bit long, they sat here and practiced separately. Unknowingly, it was evening
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Taniguchi Town is very small, with smugglers and ruthless people coming and going. The flow of people is not large, so naturally there is nothing going on at night. When it gets dark, the lights are turned off, and then there are some chaotic noises in the town.
:
"Hmm~wuwu..."
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The voice was very small, coming from the back of the inn. It should be the young waiter and the widowed proprietress of the inn.
At this distance, normal people cannot hear, but Ye Jingtang and Fan Qinghe are both masters of amazing perception. Not only can they hear the words clearly, but Ye Jingtang can even hear the posture...
"..."
The room became quieter and quieter.
Fan Qinghe's red lips moved slightly, he opened his left eye slightly, and glanced at the Night Jing Hall - he was sitting upright and motionless, not being disturbed by external factors at all. This meditation skill is simply amazing...
Fan Qinghe felt that he was a little off track, so he brushed away his distracting thoughts and wanted to continue meditating, but he did not expect that the sound in the distance became louder:
"It's useless...by the way, why is there no sound at all from the front?"
"what sound?"
"Didn't a couple come to stay at the hotel in the afternoon? The girl looks very beautiful, and the boy is also handsome. It's so quiet at night, maybe it's the silver wax gun tip..."
?
The corner of Ye Jingtang's eyes twitched, feeling that the proprietress had never been beaten before.
Fan Qinghe obviously heard these words and glanced at Ye Jingtang again. Perhaps he was afraid that Ye Jingtang would be annoyed by this, so he tried to persuade him:
"The nonsense that a country woman talks is not true, so don't take it to heart."
Can it be true?
Ye Jingtang opened his eyes and looked at the warm-hearted Queen Fan. He wanted to respond to something, but how could he respond to this topic that was already chatting to death from the very beginning?
Fortunately, not long after the two were embarrassed, there was a sound outside. The big bird passed through the rain curtain, landed on the windowsill, and began to kick the window with its claws:
Da da da~
Seeing this, Ye Jingtang got up and came to the window. He opened the window and let the birds in. He wiped it with a towel and asked:
"how?"
"Chi chi chi..."
The bird cooed a few times, indicating that it had found several villages hidden among the mountains.
Seeing this, Ye Jingtang didn't waste any time, turned around and picked up his weapon:
"Let's go and have a look in the mountains. If we find it sooner, we can go back sooner. The Queen Mother should be almost at Langxuan City."
Seeing this, Fan Qinghe stood up, hung his belt around his waist, and followed him out of the inn...
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On the other side, outside Huanglaoguan.
The rain gradually became lighter, but the moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and it was impossible to see any fingers on the wasteland. A bonfire became the only bright spot on the extremely dark land.
The lonely carriage was leaning against the bonfire, with a small awning spread out on the side of the carriage.
Luo Ning leaned against the window of the carriage, looking at the distant southeast. She put her hands in her sleeves and gently rubbed a jade pendant. The jade pendant was a Longtan tourmaline, a family heirloom of Shuiyun Jiantan, which she and the thief had acquired together when they first met.
These things can be regarded as tokens of love for each other.
Xue Baijin stood outside the carriage, wearing two hares on wooden sticks in his hands and smoking them on the bonfire. Maybe he was a little bored, so he said:
"Ning'er, why don't you speak?"
Luo Ning's eyes moved slightly and she came back to her senses:
"say what?"
"In the past, when you were traveling around the world, you would pester me to teach Kung Fu whenever you had time. Then you would study hard and practice harder than me. Why are you so stupid now?"
Luo Ning used to travel with Xue Baijin, and she really studied and practiced hard all day long, thinking that one day she would become a peerless heroine and kill enemies with her own skills.
But first she was struck by Bai Jin's talent, and then she was ravaged by Ye Jingtang's talent. How could she still have the energy she had when she was young? Now all she can think about is seeking revenge on her husband...
Seeing Xue Baijin ask, Luo Ning got off the carriage, pulled out the Weeping Water Sword from her waist, and gestured slowly beside the campfire:
"I'm just thinking about something."
"whats the matter?"
"Well...Bai Jin, you are not young anymore. Walking around the world as a man is not a long-term solution after all. Have you never considered your own private affairs?"
In fact, Xue Baijin often heard the elders of the Pingtian Sect say this, and said to this:
"You said marriage? Do you want a man?"
"..."
Luo Ning looked normal and said: "I'm not pretending to be a man. As the most beautiful woman in the world, I don't have to worry about getting married. I'm worried about you. You can't stay unmarried for the rest of your life, right? What if you meet a man who catches your eye?
But you can't express your feelings due to your identity..."
Xue Baijin turned the roast rabbit over and said casually:
"If you really meet a man you like, just take him back to Nanxiao Mountain and let him become a master anonymously. No one, male or female, I, Xue Baijin, would like to disobey. What kind of feelings do you want to reveal?"
?
Luo Ning paused with her sword and said displeasedly: "I am the wife of a serious leader. What should I do if you steal a man and come back to secretly become your husband-in-law?"
Xue Baijin said very proudly: "No one can replace the friendship we have had for so many years. When the time comes, you will still be the wife of the leader, just treat him as a side chamber..."
Side room??
What Luo Ning means is - if you have a man, will you make me a widow? I also want to raise one secretly, but I am not jealous of you.
But before she could formulate the words to express her inner thoughts, she discovered that the bonfire in front of her was swaying slightly without any wind.
Looking out of the corner of his eye, he realized that Xue Baijin raised his palm slightly, inadvertently revealing the vast energy hidden in his body.
Luo Ning stopped, looked around at the night a few times, and asked:
"Is there something wrong?"
Xue Baijin looked at the bonfire in front of him, but his mind was focused on the wind and rain in the thousands of mountains outside. After being frozen for a long time, he handed the roast rabbit to Luo Ning, turned around and took out the weapon from the carriage:
"There are some big dragons in the mountains. Let's go and see the excitement."
"big dragon?"
"I knew it in the past..."
…
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Huhu~~
The howling mountain wind blew up the withered yellow grass leaves on the ridge. As the rain gradually became lighter, the moonlight began to brighten and darken, allowing us to clearly see the scene between the mountains.
Ye Jingtang led the horse and stood on the bare ridge, holding a telescope in his right hand and looking at a bright spot in the basin in the distance. Fan Qinghe held a luminous pearl as a lamp and looked at the topographic map in his hand:
"There are no marks on the map at all, and I have never heard of anyone living here. This basin is at least three miles in radius, and there are seven or eight families in it. No one should know about it..."
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The two people set out from Taniguchi Town at night and followed the birds to search among the mountains. They had visited three places, but they were all hunters living in the mountains, or hermits who came here to live in seclusion. The situation and the target they were tracking were different.
consistent.
The small village in the basin ahead is different. There are seven or eight households, with at least twenty or thirty people living there. There seems to be a medicinal field outside the village, which is extremely secretive hidden among the mountains. It is probably the place where the Prisoner Dragon Miasma was created.
The hermitage of the medicine man.
"Go and have a look."
Ye Jingtang used a telescope to observe for a while and found that there was still fire inside the basin. There should be people moving around, so he left the horses where they were and walked down the hillside with Fan Qinghe to explore the basin.
Fan Qinghe's Qinggong and body skills are extremely good. When he has completely restrained his aura, it would be difficult to notice someone beside him if he didn't look back when walking in front of the Night Terror Hall. He carefully observed the situation in the basin as he walked forward and said softly:
"If you can refine Dragon Miasma, you must be an extremely skilled poison master. It is impossible not to be prepared in a hidden place. Be careful of traps. Follow me."
Ye Jingtang didn't know much about the strange poisons of the mechanism, so he slowed down and followed Fan Qinghe...
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At the same time, on the mountain peak in the distance.
Cao Aning and others followed Du Tanqing to Huangming Mountain in the morning. At this time, they were lying neatly in the dark, covered with withered grass for camouflage, staring at the basin seven or eight miles away.
Cao Aning waited for a whole day and saw no sign of trouble, and asked:
"Who are the people living in seclusion in that village?"
Du Tanqing's eyes were like those of a falcon, using a telescope to observe the disturbances around the basin, and responded:
"Jiang Zahu, the number one person in the Southern Dynasty's fist and kick group. As long as the Qinchi people dare to come, they will never come back..."
"Jiang Zahu?"
When Xu Tianying heard this name, his eyes were obviously a little surprised:
"He is hiding here? How did you find his whereabouts?"
"This is the business route of the Hongshan Gang. Dozens of people have to pay for food and clothing. How can it be kept intact for so many years? It's just that no one knows Jiang Zahu's background. If he escapes, there will be endless troubles.
Dare to act rashly. This time I can drive the tiger to devour the wolf, and I can also see the depth of Jiang Zahu... eh?"
As Du Tan Qingzheng spoke, his breath froze slightly and he looked carefully at the basin between the mountains.
Several people around him also lowered their voices and frowned as they looked around. Unexpectedly, they discovered that a stormy wave had suddenly set off in the basin...
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Shashasha~~
The cool night breeze caused ripple-like waves in the huge basin, and the sound of grass blades rubbing against each other obscured all the sounds of the two people walking through it.
Ye Jingtang and Fan Qinghe crawled waist-deep in the weeds and moved toward the center of the basin, suppressing all sounds.
But no matter how good the concealment is, there will always be movement when moving in the dead wilderness. Ordinary people cannot detect it, but the people living in the village are not ordinary people either.
"grumble--"
Ye Jingtang was concentrating on moving forward when he suddenly heard a rapid eagle cry from above the clouds.
At almost the same moment, a message came from the direction of the village:
Whispering rustling——
The blades of grass swayed violently, like a liger waiting for its prey to approach, suddenly burst out, galloped from the grass, and instantly pulled out a long straight groove on the grass a hundred meters away.
Ye Jingtang raised his body slightly and discovered this scene. The long trough was already ten feet away. It was obscured by weeds and couldn't see what it was. His pupils couldn't help but shrink.
Bang!
The next moment, all the dense grass blades in front of the two people were shattered by the energy, turning into a sky full of debris and stirring up into the air, revealing the long groove that was rushed out in front of them.
Fan Qinghe was attacked by Master Xuanji every day without respecting his martial ethics. It must be said that he was trained. When he noticed something was wrong, he flew up and flew to the side. Even the fast Ye Jingtang might not be able to catch up.
Ye Jingtang was known for his combat prowess, and his first reaction when encountering a surprise attack was definitely not to run. The moment he sensed something was wrong, he had already grasped the handle of the knife with his left hand, and looked forward with his eyes slightly focused, only to see a man flying towards him from ten feet away.
The man was wearing a green robe, with flawless skin, a high robe without any accessories, and his long hair was not tied up. He looked like a Confucian scholar who had just climbed out of bed.
But his elegant appearance and casual attire do not affect the terrifying aura exuding from the man.
At this moment, the man flew out, holding the tiger's claws with both hands one after another. His five fingers even pulled out a few visible trails in the flying grass and leaves, like steel claws that cracked metal and cracked stone. They were so fast that ordinary people couldn't see clearly.
Not to mention reactive blocking.
Choking——
The long sword was unsheathed, giving off a glimmer of cold light under the dark moonlight.
Ye Jingtang noticed the exaggeration of the opponent's martial arts skills, and without any reservation, instead of retreating, he struck the man directly in the waist and abdomen with his sword.
The man who swooped over obviously realized that Ye Jingtang was not some thief who came to steal in the middle of the night. His aura suddenly changed like a tiger descending from the mountain, his right hand flew into the air and turned into a claw, and his figure instantly disappeared.
Before the blade came close, the man caught the Chilong Saber between his two fingers, and then moved downwards, spinning in the air.
Bang——
Ye Jingtang slashed forward with a thunderous sword, but without using any force, the man who was flying towards him used some force on the blade to somersault, bypassing the blade, he whipped his leg, and then came from above.
Then it was drawn directly to the top of Ye Jingtang's head. The force was so great that it actually caused a muffled thunder out of thin air.
!!
Ye Jingtang has fought several peak martial arts warriors since his career in the world, but this is the first time he has met someone with such exaggerated boxing and kicking skills.
The opponent was above his head and still holding the blade. He didn't even have time to slash forward, so Ye Jingtang immediately raised his right arm.
Boom——
The powerful and heavy whip leg was struck directly on the raised right arm, and another explosion was heard among the flying grass blades. The grass three feet around the two people was immediately bulldozed and flattened.
The leather wristband and even the sleeve robe on Ye Jingtang's right arm exploded the moment the vast energy penetrated his body. His whole body slid to the side, scraping a long groove in the black soil until it was completely a few feet away.
Release the force and freeze your body.
Boo hoo hoo——
Fan Qinghe flew out and ran away without caring about his teammates. After regaining some distance, he turned around in the air and threw out more than ten black needles from his sleeves, hitting the suddenly violent man directly.
But after the man knocked back Ye Jingtang with a flying kick, he didn't even turn to look at Fan Qinghe. He just turned his left hand, rolled up all the flying needles with his sleeve, and then flicked it to the side, and more than ten flying needles flew back at an astonishing speed.
Turn back.
Sa——
This scene made Fan Qinghe's hair stand on end. He immediately fell to the ground to avoid the flying needle, then stepped heavily on his feet, slid out of the grass, and pulled his figure far away.
Wow~~
The storm that suddenly broke out came to an abrupt end after a moment of fighting.
Ye Jingtang stood on the spot holding a knife, his eyes were sharp, his heartbeat was like a drum, his sleeves were broken, revealing his muscled right arm. The outside of his forearm was bruised, but the bones were extremely tough and did not suffer much damage.
Influence.
Suddenly encountering such a terrifying opponent, Ye Jingtang was naturally frightened. After the opponent stopped, he slightly shook his numb right hand, stood up straight, pointed his sword diagonally at the ground, and said:
"Are you Jiang Zahu?"
Jiang Zahu stood in the open basin, his long hair flowing in the wind with his right hand behind his back. His face was calm and his eyes were shining brightly. He had the coercion of a dragon and tiger, but not the tyranny of a ferocious beast. He looked at the Night Terror Hall calmly and said:
"Are you the Night Terror Hall?"
After two sentences, the basin fell into dead silence again.
After all, after confirming each other's identities, there is nothing more to say.
The secondary task of this trip to Night Terror Hall is to find Jiang Zahu to get the Golden Scale Diagram. What I encountered here can only be said to be a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, which is a stroke of luck.
And Jiang Zahu, as the leader of the Hongshan Gang, is a gangster wanted by the government. He has been found by the chief of the black government and has come to his home. He can't just stupidly ask him about his purpose.
The two looked at each other from a distance, and the whole world became quiet at this moment...
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I originally wanted to finish it all in one go, but the situation is really not right recently. I don’t feel that the coding speed is very slow when writing, so I can only try to finish it tomorrow or 2.