Chapter 19: Kunlun slaves who have practiced the Assassin's way
After ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tested. Today I show you the sword. Who can be unfair?
Just when Kong Qing was taking advantage of the night to persuade people to change their evil ways and do good things everywhere in Chang'an City, a group of strong men dressed in black, with their heads wrapped in black cloth, quietly climbed over the wall of Zhuangyan Temple.
He came out and walked quietly along the wall of Fangshi in the direction of Guiyifang.
These men in black seemed to be very familiar with the terrain near Zhuangyan Temple and Guiyi Square. They even knew the positions of the police posts on the walls of the square and the range that the other party could see.
They were seen walking around, dodging and dodging. They managed to avoid all the patrolling men nearby and successfully sneaked into the corner of Guiyifang.
At this time, the leader, a sturdy man in black, looked left and right, and when he made sure no one was around, he groped twice on the adobe wall, and then knocked on the wall with his hand.
Knock.
With the sound of knocking, a large piece of adobe wall on the square wall retreated silently, revealing a secret door. A bald head wearing a gray monk's robe poked out from inside and waved to them.
.
Then, these big men in black filed in through the secret door on the square wall one after another. After the last big man in black also entered the secret door, the adobe wall pushed forward again, covering the secret door.
Got up.
A minute later, these men in black, led by the bald man in monk's robes, arrived at a small house on the side of Guiyi Square, which was near the house where Kong Qing kept his hexagram stall.
"Senior brother..."
The bald man in a gray monk's robe lowered his voice and spoke in an excited tone.
"Everything is normal. After the little Taoist priest left, the Kunlun slave in the house closed the door and has never come out again. The money must still be in the yard now."
"well done……"
The muscular man in black patted the bald man in monk's robe on the shoulder.
"Have you found out about the Kunlun slave? Is he a slave from a noble family?"
"Senior brother, don't worry. During the day, I already walked around Guiyi Square in the name of chanting sutras and praying for blessings. I found out clearly that that old guy is not from a noble family at all..."
The bald man wearing a monk's robe patted his chest and said confidently.
"He was a slave in Yang Su's house. Later, Yang Xuangan rebelled and the slaves in Yang's house were sold. This old guy was old and frail, so the government allowed him to redeem himself. Now he sells five-stone powder in Dongshi.
To make a living.”
"Five stones scattered?"
After hearing this word, another big man in black squeezed forward excitedly.
"I heard that those things are not cheap, senior brother, do you think we are..."
"Hey, I didn't expect that we would encounter such a good thing this time when we went out to make some extra money..."
The burly man in black at the head wiped his head wrapped in black cloth twice with his hands, with a greedy light in his eyes.
"It's hard to find people who can make Five Stone Powder these days. Please be gentle when everyone comes in. This is a money tree!"
"hey-hey……"
After hearing these words, several big men in black behind him also laughed.
"Jingming, you did a good job! This job is your first..."
The leading man in black patted the bald man in gray monk's robes on the shoulder again with satisfaction.
"Next, you continue to show us outside and don't let the patrolling guards find out. I and the other brothers and sisters will go in and take out our money."
"You don't have to worry about Fang Ding anymore..."
The bald man in monk's robe also laughed.
"I made some turbid wine at night and talked to the villagers nearby. Now they are all sleeping like dead pigs. As long as you don't make too much noise, senior brother, no one will come to check.
."
"Jingming, you can do it..."
The big man in black looked at the monk in gray with approval.
"Senior brother has the final say on your income this time, and the amount you will be given will be doubled."
After hearing what the big man in black said, the monk in gray nodded repeatedly and thanked him profusely.
"You're welcome, you deserve this."
The big man in black waved his hand to the other men in black and said in a tone that left no room for doubt.
"If you do something right, you have to get a reward. The same goes for you. I'll put this here. If anyone performs well when he comes in later, senior brother, I can also make the decision to give him an extra share.
After hearing the words of the big man in black, the surrounding people in black became excited.
"What are you waiting for……"
"Let's go, senior brother!"
"..."
After seeing that the morale of his senior brothers had been mobilized by him, the sturdy man in black waved his hand towards the house ahead with confidence.
"Brothers, our money and cash cow are in that yard, rush!"
Following his order, these big men in black immediately rushed towards the wall of the small house one by one, and climbed over the wall in three strokes.
Looking at the backs of these big men in black who were fighting bravely for the first place, the burly man in black at the head nodded with satisfaction.
This is the right state...the military spirit is available!
As long as these brothers and senior fellow apprentices of mine can keep their current spirit, why worry that I can't make greater contributions in front of boss Hong Lei...Uncle Fa Zheng.
Just when the burly man in black was feeling happy, he suddenly heard a loud roar like a thunderbolt coming from the small house in front of him.
"How dare you, Fang Xiaoxiao, break into a private house without permission!"
Following the words, the big man in black saw a black figure flying out of the wall of the house with a scream, and fell in front of them with a thud. The man was not dead, but he seemed to have injured his legs and feet.
There was snow and pain on the ground.
Then under the bright moonlight, the big man in black recognized him. He was one of the brothers who had followed him.
"Junior Brother Jingfa, what's wrong with you?"
"Senior brother,"
Junior Brother Jingfa, who fell to the ground, covered his thigh with his hands and gritted his teeth.
"There's something wrong with that Kunlun slave..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard another loud shout coming from the courtyard, and then a black shadow flew out from the other side of the wall with a scream, and with a bang, Jingfa fell down.
Beside the junior brother.
"Junior Brother Jingfu..."
After seeing another junior brother of his fly out, the burly leader couldn't sit still. He quickly gave instructions to the monk in gray who was still standing aside.
"Jingming, please take care of Jingfa and Jingfu. I'll go in and take a look."
As he spoke, he lifted the hem of his clothes, rushed to the wall of the house in three steps, jumped up, put his hands on the wall, and easily climbed over.
At this time, a dark cloud suddenly drifted across the sky, covering the moon in the sky.
After the leader's body fell into the yard, he realized that all his fellow apprentices who had rushed in had staggered and fallen in various corners of the yard, and there was not even a single person standing.
Just for a moment...
Who is this Kunlun slave? He was able to knock down his fellow martial arts masters in such a short period of time.
"Senior brother..."
A big man in black who was lying beside the door looked at the leader who had just jumped over the wall and said with difficulty.
"Be careful, there is something wrong with this Kunlun slave."
"What's wrong?"
Hearing these words again, the leading brother immediately became more vigilant, moved his steps carefully, and looked around the yard vigilantly, but did not see any trace of the Kunlun slave at all.
Suddenly, a gust of evil wind blew from his back, and then the leading brother felt as if his back had been hit by a hammer. There was a burst of burning pain, and his body fell forward under the huge impact.
However, the battle-hardened leader did not stupidly turn around when his back was attacked. Instead, he rolled forward and left the place where Bai was attacked, and then looked behind him.
But he saw nothing...
Just when the leading brother was looking warily at the direction where he was being attacked, there was a sound of wind, and a black thigh that seemed to emerge from the night suddenly appeared beside him.
boom!
The leader was kicked again, this time the blow was more serious than before, and his body fell directly to the ground.
"What a powerful force..."
The somewhat old voice of the Kunlun slave came from the yard.
"You are not ordinary young people. There is a place with your strength nearby...Are you monks from Zhuangyan Temple?"
After being successfully attacked again, the leader finally understood what his brothers meant when they said something was wrong with this Kunlun slave.
This Kunlun slave seemed to be invisible standing in the night. With the meager moonlight in the yard, they couldn't tell where the other party was standing.
"How is it possible, a Kunlun slave who has practiced the art of assassins?"