"A traitor like him who kills masters with such ruthlessness deserves to die a hundred times. If I hadn't sent him to the Taishan Sect, I would have killed him now to honor his master Tian Cong's spirit in heaven." The sword slave angrily said. road.
No matter how you say it, traitors or those who kill Master are unforgivable. Zhao Zheng fully agrees with this.
The sword slave came here just to talk about this matter, and left after talking.
Zhao Zheng stayed alone in the carriage, thinking about what he had encountered along the way, and thinking about the future development. He gradually felt sleepy and fell asleep in a meditative posture.
As soon as it dawned the next day, the convoy was on the road again, heading to the final destination of the trip, Taishan Pai. This trip was full of twists and turns, and now it is finally almost reaching its destination. Once Zhao Zheng is sent to the place, all kinds of potential problems will arise. The troubles will disappear, and everyone's spirits will be lifted.
Shen Luoxia, disguised as a maid, once again got into the carriage where Zhao Zheng was and chatted with her brother. While chatting, she suddenly became interested and suggested that Zhao Zheng take out his flute and play a piece of music to relieve the loneliness of the journey. .Zhao Zheng followed his words and took out the green bamboo flute that he always carried with him from his luggage bag, put it to his mouth, closed his eyes, and played the curling music.
The sound of the flute drowned out the sound of the wheels, echoed in the car, drifted out through the cracks in the door, and spread into the distance.
The sword slave in the same carriage heard Zhao Zheng playing the flute for the first time and thought it was very pleasant. He shook his thin little head in tune with the rhythm of the flute.
Just when the flute was playing halfway, the sword slave's eyes suddenly shot out two rays of light and stopped him: "Zhao Zheng, stop playing."
The sound of the flute stopped. Zhao Zheng put down the bamboo flute in his hand and asked, "Senior, what happened?"
"I heard a noise. Someone was quickly chasing this convoy. If I guessed correctly, it was people from Black Wind Langya Mountain who were chasing me." The sword slave said with a solemn face.
Zhao Zheng took a slight breath of air, and his hand holding the bamboo flute became three points tighter.
Shen Luoxia felt the subtle aura between the two of them and asked curiously: "What's wrong with you? Don't Black Wind Langya Mountain have a very good relationship with you? Why are they so nervous about coming?"
"It's nothing, it's just that it's always a bit uneasy to deal with someone who is the king of the mountain." Zhao Zheng said casually.
Jian Nu opened the car door and said proudly: "I'll go out and meet him to see who is chasing him." After that, he jumped out and disappeared.
Zhao Zheng did not follow him out, but his exercise amplified his five senses and listened to the goings on outside.
After the sword slave arrived outside, he tapped the air with his toes and flew through the air. Several leaps and bounds met the source of the sound he heard. From a distance, he saw a figure rushing towards him. The speed was only a few seconds faster than him. Slowly, they were also flying in the air. When the two of them approached each other and were about three feet away, they stopped in unison and each landed on the ground.
The sword slave looked intently and saw that the person who came was wearing a dark red robe with a sword hanging from his waist. He had a majestic appearance and followed behind him a white falcon with fluttering wings. The person who came was a stranger. He was exactly that. Xiao Tengfei, the leader of the village in charge of Black Wind Langya Mountain!
Xiao Tengfei stood firm, with a worried look on his face, raised his fist towards Jian Slave, and said, "Brother Jian Slave, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."
"Master of the village, we will see you off after thousands of miles, so why did you come all the way here to see us off?" the sword slave said deliberately.
"Brother, you misunderstood. I came here this time not to say goodbye to you, but because I have something important to ask you."
"Looking at the face of the leader of the village, it seems a little bad. Could it be that he has encountered some difficulty?"
"It is indeed an embarrassing thing. I gathered the deputy village masters for a meeting this morning. After everyone arrived, I nodded their heads and found that the big painted face of the seventh village master was missing. At first, I thought he drank too much and overslept, so I sent someone to him
I went to look for him in the room, but he was not in the room at all. The bed was neatly made, as if no one had slept there. I sent people to search everywhere on the mountain, but still could not find him. He was there yesterday.
He was still fine, but he disappeared today. There must be something strange inside. I suspected that someone took him away for some purpose, so I came over to ask." Xiao Tengfei explained. As he spoke, the white falcon
It also flew closer and landed on his left shoulder obediently, staring at the sword slave with round jewel-like eyes.
"The boy with the big painted face is missing?" the sword slave pretended to be surprised.
"Yes, he is missing. I sent people to look for him everywhere but couldn't find him."
"Master Dazhai, don't worry about getting angry. I guess nothing will happen. The man with the big painted face is taciturn and has few contacts with people. He has no enemies and no treasures. No one will cause trouble for him. I guess he just last night.
I drank too much wine and fell drunk while holding the wine bottle in a corner. If you send someone to look for it, they should be able to find it." Sword Slave comforted him.
"From your tone, it seems like you don't know anything about this matter?"
"Of course I didn't know anything about it. I only found out about it after you told me about it." The sword slave narrowed his eyes as he spoke, with a look of displeasure on his face. "Is it possible that the leader of the village is doubting that we will
Could the big-painted face be kidnapped? If that is the case, it would be really ridiculous. I really can’t think of any value in a person like the big-painted face that is worthy of being kidnapped.”
"Brother Jiannu has misunderstood." Xiao Tengfei waved his hand and explained, "Guishan Villa acts openly and aboveboard, and has no grievances against Dahualian. Of course you will not do anything to Dahualian. The reason why I caught up to ask is because I want to
I'm asking if you saw any strange people or things last night, and if you can provide me with some clues. It's not that I suspect that you kidnapped Dahualian. To put it bluntly, Dahualian is not a yellow girl, why did you arrest him?
"
"Even if he is a yellow-flowered girl, no one would dare to take her from him because of his scratched face. Chief of the village, your trip was in vain. Our journey was uneventful and we didn't see anything. Please provide
There aren't any clues. In my opinion, don't waste your efforts and go back to the mountain to look for him. I feel like he should still be on the mountain." Sword Slave suggested.
"Okay. Since Brother Jiannu said so, I won't bother you. I wish you a safe journey. I'll go back to the mountain and look for it again." Xiao Tengfei nodded.
"Farewell."
"Farewell."
The two held each other's fists and jumped up one after another. One flew towards the Black Wind Langya Mountain, and the other jumped back to the still-moving convoy.
Although Zhao Zheng was in the carriage, he could clearly hear the conversation between the two and his slightly suspended heart was completely relieved. It seemed that Xiao Tengfei had dispelled his doubts and no longer doubted their group.
Even if Xiao Tengfei still has doubts in his heart, he does not dare to embarrass the team without evidence. If nothing else happens, there should be no further trouble in arresting the big face.
The convoy continued on its way, approaching the Taishan Sect day after day. In the following days, Xiao Tengfei and the people from Black Wind Langya Mountain never appeared again. It is estimated that these people have given up the investigation. The big painted face is just the leader of the Seventh Village.
His strength is not very strong, far behind Zhao Zheng. The disappearance of this person is not a great loss to Black Wind Langya Mountain. Xiao Tengfei will not pursue it diligently.
No matter how far the road is, it is time to finish. The convoy drove into the "Lintian Mountains" in Changchun Prefecture without incident. This mountain range has majestic terrain and steep mountains. It has a high altitude and is taller and longer than the Wolong Mountains.
Taishan and Taishan Sect are located among them.
The mountains of the Lintian Mountains range from west to east, from low to high. There are many branches in the mountains and the terrain is relatively complex. There are not many roads leading to this mountain range. Among them, there are three best roads and one road.
The convoy leading to Zhujian Villa in the south followed this road. Only this road was built to be the flattest and widest, suitable for carriages and horses to move forward. If the convoy wanted to reach the Taishan Sect from the south, it had no choice but to
Take this path, there is no other choice.
In the afternoon of this day, the spies who were scouting the road came back and reported that there was an inn on the roadside ahead, called "Lujia Old Inn", and asked Jiannu if he wanted to lead the team to stop and rest.
After hearing this, the sword slave didn't take it too seriously. He waved his hand and said that there was no need to rest. It was still early and he should hurry up and continue on his way.
When Zhao Zheng heard the name "Lu's Old Store", he suddenly felt that it sounded familiar. After thinking about it for a moment, he suddenly remembered something.
In this area, there is a black shop called Lujia Old Shop. The nature of this black shop is completely different from that of Hongchen Inn. Hongchen Inn pays attention to thieves and thieves and will not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Occasionally, they will kill people with dirty hands.
Those who are killed are all criminal thieves, marine thieves or corrupt officials. But this old Lu family store is different. This black store is indiscriminate and will secretly murder as long as it sees rich guests staying. In addition, the old Lu family store
The owner and his wife of the store are notorious fugitives themselves. They had many criminal records before they opened the illegal store.
This pair of thieves, thieves and thieves, the man is called Lu Chong, who is nicknamed Swordsman is not stained with blood, and the woman is called Yu Feihong, who is nicknamed Tigress. When they were powerful in the underworld, they were collectively known as the "Deadly Couple"
". Later, these two people encountered extremely powerful enemies and no longer dared to wander around in the world. They hid in this mountain den incognito and ran a black shop.
If Zhao Zheng hadn't encountered this black shop, then forget it. There are so many evil people in this world, and he couldn't control them all. But now that he had encountered it, he had to control it, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.
good.
"Senior Jiannu, the convoy has been traveling for so many days and is exhausted. In my opinion, we should stop and have a good night's rest. The Taishan Sect is right in front of us. It only takes two days to rush and two days to rush slowly. Why bother?
It's too hasty." Zhao Zheng suggested.
"That's wrong. This journey only takes two days if you hurry up, and it takes three days if you hurry up." The sword slave curled his lips and said.
"The Lintian Mountains have beautiful scenery and majestic mountains and rivers. If you rush too fast, you will definitely miss the beautiful scenery along the way. Wouldn't it be a pity?"
"The Guilin Mansion we passed by a few days ago is beautiful enough. I have seen enough of all kinds of scenery. It doesn't matter if I miss some scenery. Besides, I have to stay with you for a long time in the future.
I will protect you secretly. Since you want to stay in the Taishan Sect, I must also stay in the Taishan Sect. There will be many opportunities to enjoy the scenery here in the future."
Seeing that the sword slave was unmoved, Zhao Zheng rolled his eyes, searched for a new excuse in his belly, and said with a wry smile: "Okay. I won't beat around the bush anymore, there is another reason why I want to stay.
The food I eat on the road these days is just mediocre food, and my mouth is almost full of food. I want to stay one night and have a good meal and drink. Please allow me, senior."
"Why are you such a greedy kid? You are about to go to Taishan Sect. There is nothing to eat there. When you get to Taishan Sect, you can eat and drink whatever you want." Sword Slave glared.
Zhao Zheng felt miserable when he saw that the sword slave was not getting enough. He had foresighted many things along the way. In order to avoid arousing suspicion, he could no longer publicly say that the old Lu's shop was a black shop. If he wanted to deal with this company
The black shop had no choice but to find other excuses to persuade Jian Slave to let the convoy stay and stay. Then during the accommodation process, he found out about the black shop, which triggered a conflict between Jian Slave and the Lu family.
He was unwilling to give up, so after a lot of hard work and other excuses, he finally convinced Jian Slave, who changed his mind and agreed to let the team stay and rest.
When the people in the motorcade heard that they could go to the inn to rest, most of them seemed very happy. When the driver drove the horse, he couldn't help but speed up and whip his horse whip. The motorcade soon arrived at the entrance of the Lu family's old store.
, the collective stopped.
The sword slave jumped out of the car and rushed to the courtyard door of the Lu family's old store and shouted: "Hey! Is there anyone out of breath? If one jumps out, we'll beat him up and stay in the store!"
Not long after, a response came from the courtyard, and a man was heard shouting: "Here he comes, he comes, sir, please don't worry." After the voice settled, the man came out. I saw him with a short figure and wearing a t-shirt.
He was dressed in oily clothes, had a very honest face, and his cheeks were full of beard. He looked like he was only forty years old.
Zhao Zheng stood behind the sword slave and glared at the man who came out. He recognized the man at a glance as Dao Bu Shang Xue. Lu Chong! From this point of view, this shop was indeed the one he knew in his memory.
The black shop.
The sword slave glanced at Lu Chong and asked, "Are you a waiter at the inn?"
"Sir, I am both the waiter and the shopkeeper here. This store is too small, so I do almost all the work." Lu Chong said with a smile.
"Okay, shopkeeper, I'm going to book your inn for a day so that we can rest. You just have to set a price."
Lu Chong was overjoyed when he heard this. He did some calculations and quoted a fairly realistic price.
The sword slave agreed without hesitation, gave some more instructions, and then led everyone into the courtyard of the inn.
Lu Chong nodded and bowed, with an apologetic smile on his face, and walked in front to lead the way. As he stepped into the courtyard, he glanced at the Zichu Sword hanging on Zhao Zheng's waist intentionally or unintentionally, and an imperceptible look of greed flashed across his honest eyes.
