Ye Jingtang led the old horse and walked through the dark alley, looking around.
After wandering around for a day, the bird was in a good mood. He lay on the horse's back with his luggage, looking at the stars with his claws in the sky, and humming a little tune:
"Chi chi chi~..."
As you can tell from the name, Dyefang Street is a slum area with many handicraft workshops. It has not yet been destroyed. There are only a few small workshops around it, and it is difficult to see people once it gets dark.
This is especially true for Shuanggui Alley. It has been neglected all year round. Even the road has a lot of leaves accumulated on it, which makes a soft sound when you step on it.
I just walked around the job market, and there are a lot of errands, but those with a monthly salary of three thousand dollars are in demand.
As the saying goes, "the poor in literature and the rich in martial arts", as a martial arts practitioner, Ye Jingtang would have to pay a lot of money just to pay for all the martial arts practitioners, not to mention the martial arts' exaggerated appetite, so it was obviously impossible for him to do these tasks.
Although he didn't find a job, he found a place to stay. Ye Jingtang originally thought that with only two taels of silver, he wouldn't be able to settle down in the capital. However, after some inquiring, he discovered the treasure of Shuanggui Alley - there are more than a dozen courtyards in the entire alley.
They are all the property of a landlady. With twenty taels of silver a year, you can live in whichever building you want.
Night Terror Hall paid half a year's rent, but the landlord didn't even give me the keys. When I came over to take a look, it was in line with expectations - there were about a dozen old courtyards in disrepair, with almost no walls without cracks, and only two or three rooms with intact doors. It felt like
Not many people would be willing to live there without paying.
One person and one bird in the Night Terror Hall were full and the whole family was not hungry, so they didn't care about these things. They found a decent-looking courtyard and pushed in the door.
The courtyard was covered with fallen leaves, the doors and windows were all open, and there was only a bed frame inside, not even a table or chair.
"grumble……"
Niaoniao jumped off the horse, walked around the house, and looked at the Night Terror Hall with his big black eyes. He probably meant--why don't we go back to the big-breasted sister's place.
Ye Jingtang ignored the birds, tied the horse in the corner of the yard, fed some fodder, and then took off the bedding from the horse's back.
Da da--
The fire sickle collided with sparks, and then the dim candlelight filled the family's humble house.
Ye Jingtang leaned the knife against the wall and looked around the empty room. Suddenly he found that the floor was quite clean and the dry thatch used to make the bed was slightly dented. He lowered his head and looked carefully, and found a long hair.
"Um?"
Ye Jingtang picked up his long hair and looked at it - the hair quality was very good, and he could be sure that it wasn't too long ago, and someone had lived here recently.
But in this era, both men and women had long hair, and the gender of the owner could not be identified.
Could it be that it was left behind by the previous tenant...
Ye Jingtang was a little confused, but he didn't pay much attention. After throwing his hair out the door, he took the sheets and quilts to make the bed.
Birdie was very naughty and pecked at the small package, trying to get the dried meat from it.
"You're still eating, but you're living in this wretched place? If I can't get any more money, I'll have to sell you for money next month."
"Ji~"
The bird jumped twice, indicating that he was too fat and couldn't sell it for a lot of money.
Ye Jingtang had just smoothed out the sheets when he suddenly heard a slight noise coming from outside:
call--
It was like a breeze blowing into the yard and lifting up the fallen leaves on the ground.
Ye Jingtang frowned, held the handle of the knife beside him, and looked out of the decorative window.
There is an extra figure in the yard!
The black lamp blinded the fire, and the silver moon was like frost. The moonlight that peeked over the wall only illuminated half of the yard.
The human figure stands between light and darkness, wrapped in a cloak and a bamboo hat on his head. The fat and thin man and woman cannot be seen clearly, holding a long spear wrapped in black cloth at an angle.
The figure was motionless and silent, and it was obvious that the person who came was not a good person.
Ye Jingtang secretly raised his finger and asked Niao Niao to quietly find the escort leader. At the same time, he stuck the knife across his waist and came to the door:
"Who are you? Is this your residence?"
The guest in the hat is naturally the big-breasted sister who came to visit the young man in the middle of the night.
However, Pei Xiangjun did not say anything. He slipped out the spear in his hand, held the tail of the spear with one hand, raised the spear horizontally, drew a semicircle in the old courtyard, pointed at the Night Terror Hall, and at the same time raised his bamboo hat, showing a grimace on his face.
mask.
Holding the tail of the gun with one hand and raising the nine-foot spear is impossible without solid skills.
Seeing this, Ye Jingtang calmly took half a step back, holding the handle of the knife with his left hand, and prepared for the attack. However, the opponent did not attack directly, but instead raised the spear levelly and lightly shook his wrist.
Snapped--
Under the moonlight, deep in the alley, there was the sound of a whip.
The black cloth wrapped around the gun split apart instantly, revealing the black gun body.
The silver gun blade gave off a ghostly cold light under the moonlight. After the black cloth cracked, you could hear the gun blade's trembling sound like a dragon's roar:
Buzz~~~
Ye Jingtang's eyes were slightly frightened. He could easily hold the gun with one hand, but directly shattering the wrapping cloth was beyond his ability.
Knowing that he was outmatched, Ye Jingtang had a "happy" expression on his face and raised his eyes to look at the courtyard gate:
"Master Wang?!"
Pei Xiangjun quickly turned his head to check.
Bang——
Ye Jingtang suddenly stepped on the ground, jumped up from the ground, jumped onto the roof, and ran towards the bustling street.
It's a pity that this trick may be useful for ordinary warriors, but this time it's not an ordinary person!
Ye Jingtang jumped up to the roof, but did not hear any sound of jumping behind him, but there was a violent sound of breaking wind above.
Sa——
Ye Jingtang unsheathed his sword and looked out of the corner of his eye. He was shocked to find that the man in the bamboo hat who had been motionless just a moment ago had arrived first and reached a height of three feet in the air. He held the gun with both hands and smashed it towards his head with the force of splitting the Huashan Mountain.
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The house is only one foot high, and this jump is equivalent to about three stories. This is the first time in Ye Jingtang's life that he has seen someone jump so high, and he can't help but feel horrified!
Faced with Taishan's crushing offensive, Ye Jingtang quickly raised his sword upwards and pressed his right hand against the back of the sword.
when--
Wow——
Amidst the clash of gold and iron, the old roof collapsed instantly.
Ye Jingtang was shot into the house, and he felt that the spear contained such brutal force that he could not handle it, and it still caused pain in the soles of his feet even after it hit the ground.
"Hold on, hero..."
Ye Jingtang wanted to open his mouth and escape, but the gunman who suddenly arrived did not give him a chance. He penetrated through the hole in the roof and shot directly at the front door.
clang--
The Night Terror Hall slashed across the room with a sword. Amidst the loud noise, a few sparks exploded in the room, and the crumbling candles were also blown out.
The spear that penetrated from the roof was like a heavy iron pillar, which was split and moved sideways a little.
Ye Jingtang seized the opportunity and flew up. He held the knife in both hands and slashed the fingers of the man in the hat along the barrel of the gun, hoping to fight back.
But after the intruder's spear point hit the ground, he flew out of the roof upside down and landed lightly on the roof. The tip of his spear pointed diagonally at the courtyard and he did not attack again.
Seeing this, Ye Jingtang stopped in a hurry, holding the knife in both hands and standing in front of him, maintaining a posture to respond to the enemy.
Dong dong dong...
The courtyard fell into dead silence under the moonlight, and one could clearly hear a heartbeat that was about to explode.
There were beads of sweat on Ye Jingtang's forehead, holding the knife motionless, staring at the figure on the roof.
After a moment of confrontation, the man on the roof raised his bamboo hat slightly and uttered a hoarse voice that was neither male nor female:
“You don’t know how to ‘Eight-Step Crazy Sword’?”
Ye Jingtang frowned. He had practiced martial arts with his adoptive father since he was a child. He had learned normal sword and gun skills and had never heard of the Eight-Step Crazy Sword.
As for the relevant secret books, he has never encountered them. The books in the border town that can describe the Jianghu are all miscellaneous books such as "The Tears of Chivalrous Women", "The Romantic History of Martial Arts", "The Legend of Romantic Heroes", etc. He has read a lot, but he has not learned the moves, but the postures are Learned a lot...
"I'm just an escort. I've never heard of the Eight-Step Crazy Sword, and I know a few tricks. You may have found the wrong person."
"The 'Eight-Step Crazy Sword' was created by the swordsman of the previous dynasty and passed down to the master of swordsmanship 'Zheng Feng'. You are wielding the sword in Mingyu Tower today. Your starting position is similar to the Eight-Step Crazy Sword. I am afraid that the court will come to your door soon." .But you really don’t know how to do it, so don’t worry, I’ll give you another beating to test the depth.”
?
One more meal?
Ye Jingtang can roughly infer that 'Zheng Feng' is the pseudonym of his adoptive father Pei Yuanfeng, but he did not expect that his adoptive father was actually the true master.
But if you have such great swordsmanship, why don't you teach it early?
If you don’t teach, you won’t teach. What are you doing with your starting moves? What will happen if someone recognizes you...
It seems that I can’t burn paper for you this year...
Ye Jingtang's mind was spinning a thousand times, but his expression was natural. Seeing that the other party seemed to be a kind reminder, he asked:
"I have never heard of these things. Who are you?"
"Red God of Wealth."
Ye Jingtang recalled a little, and was secretly shocked - he had heard of the 'Red God of Wealth', which was the title of the owner of the wealthy family 'Honghua Mansion', also known as the 'Chief of Guns', ranking seventh in the world, and even more powerful than his adoptive father's enemy. The seats in Jianghu are still high.
Although there are rumors in the world, it seems that the 'gun leader' has been replaced, but the skinny camel is bigger than the horse, no wonder it is so powerful...
"It turns out that he is the owner of Honghua Building, and I have admired his name for a long time. I wonder what the senior person's purpose is when he comes to visit me and gives me advice as a junior?"
"I see you are a good material, Xicai. Do you want to learn marksmanship?"
Ye Jingtang was stunned: "Senior, do you want to accept me as your disciple?"
Pei Xiangjun pointed his spear at the ground, and the master said in an angry tone:
"The Overlord Spear can only be passed down to one person in a generation, and he must be the helmsman of Honghua Mansion. You and I are strangers when we meet for the first time. It is too early to propose apprenticeship. Show your ability and conduct first. If you are qualified, we will consider passing on your kung fu and bring Honghua Mansion to you." I’ll tell you the details.”
Honghualou is different from the Green Bandits, Pingtian Sect and other forces. It is a very low-key Jianghu force. It concentrates on managing its own three-acre land and is not included in the government's collection list.
Born in the Ye Jingtang Escort Agency, he was originally a person who ran around in the world. Being able to enter a wealthy family with such an "upright" style and be groomed as the heir by a giant in the world is to reach the world in one step.
Ye Jingtang had no intention of becoming an apprentice and learning skills, but there was currently no safe place to live in. With such a big road ahead of him, he could not find a reason to refuse for a while. He thought for a while and asked first:
"I have admired the name of my senior for a long time. If I have the opportunity to learn a good marksmanship, I would be honored. I wonder how my senior feels about me?"
"Honghualou is a businessman. Martial arts is very important when you are in charge, but what is more important is 'humanity and sophistication'. You went to the Pei family today. It seems that you have some connections. You used to help the Pei family, so I will secretly observe your ability and conduct. .”
?
Ye Jingtang blinked, feeling something was wrong, and carefully looked at the figure of the man in the hat, but unfortunately he didn't see anything...
"My father asked me to give the property to the Pei family, and we will have nothing to do with each other anymore..."
Pei Xiangjun said solemnly: "I ask you to help, and we don't owe each other money to do things. I don't ask you to become a young master of a rich family. You are really embarrassed. At worst, you don't need to pay, and you are not happy to help your relatives."
The words are hoarse and the master is full of temperament, but his words do not sound like a gangster...like he is coquettishly coquettishly talking to a woman...
Ye Jingtang had some guesses in his heart, but it was difficult to confirm. After thinking about it, he nodded:
"Forget it, just follow the senior's wishes. But I am a straight-tempered person, and kung fu is 'shoes' to me. It doesn't matter whether the shoes are good or bad. I only see how the person wearing the shoes is. If I feel that senior is not suitable in the future, I still
Please forgive me, senior."
"This is how people in the world should be. I came here rashly just to waste your time. If I can't do anything afterwards, I won't let your happiness be in vain."
After saying that, Pei Xiangjun disappeared from the roof and disappeared into the night...