"Senior sister, why don't we go to the restaurant there for a few drinks?" The young man in the light yellow robe caught up to the woman in a few steps and asked with a smile...
This young man looks handsome and seems to have a thin layer of powder on his face. If you get close, you can even smell the scent of rouge on his body.
The woman moved slightly to the side, frowned, and said calmly: "Have you forgotten what my father said?"
The woman's actions did not escape the young man's eyes, and a gloomy look on her face flashed away, and then she smiled again: "Master said that we should not walk around the city randomly in the past few days, so as not to cause trouble. But we are just
Just stroll around the street and have a drink. When we meet people from the world, we just stay away from them."
"Then you can go by yourself. My mother has something to do with me after we go back." The woman glanced at the young man slightly, then walked back to the street.
The young man stood there, looking at the woman's back, with a hint of gloom on his face, but soon put on a smile and trotted after her.
"Lin Pingzhi..." Ling Jing sat aside and looked at the scene in the market downstairs with a sneer on his face.
With his current skills, the conversation between a man and a woman would naturally not escape his ears, but after seeing Lin Pingzhi's attentive gesture towards Yue Lingshan, he couldn't help but have a trace of ridicule on his face.
Of course he can guess exactly what this kid is planning in his mind.
In order to practice martial arts well, this man has resorted to some unscrupulous means to settle accounts with Yu Canghai of the Qingcheng sect and Mu Gaofeng, the "famous camel in northern Saibei". But does he think that if he pleases Yue Lingshan, Yue Buqun will kill "Zixia"?
"Secrets" taught to him?
"How naive." Presumably by this time, in Lin Pingzhi's eyes, Yue Buqun was still just an upright and stern gentleman master, but he didn't expect that this man had already been plotting against him since he accepted him as a disciple from Hengshan City.
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"Haha, it's rare to come to Fuzhou City. How can we not take a look at this world-famous "Fuwei Escort Agency"." He couldn't explain why he wanted to go to the "Fuwei Escort Agency". Maybe
It was because of Yue Lingshan, or because of his wife. In short, the Huashan sect was now stationed at the former site of the "Fuwei Escort Agency". He knew that there were some people there that he could never let go of.
Ling Jing was drinking for himself in the restaurant. Many memories that should not belong to him jumped out one after another, making him feel even worse. The more he drank, the more he drank. When he got drunk, he lay on the bed.
Fell asleep on the table.
When Ling Jing woke up again, it was already high in the moonlight. There were only a few sparse guests in the restaurant still eating. Judging from their attire, they must be travelers on their way. They missed the dinner time, so they were here.
It's time to settle down in a restaurant.
Ling Jing slowly sat up from the table, raised his head and glanced at the second floor. He still had a slight headache in his head. He knew it was the sequelae of being drunk.
Slowly perform the exercises to force the last traces of drunkenness out of the body, and then gradually become clear and clear.
The number of pedestrians in the market has become sparse, and occasionally beaters pass by under the restaurant, and a clear sound comes from the gong in their hand.
"It's time to go take a look." Ling Jing went downstairs to pay for the drinks, walked west along the street, turned a few corners, and arrived outside the "Fuwei Escort Agency".
The Escort Bureau has a majestic structure and is very easy to recognize, but the lights in the Escort Bureau are all out and there is no sound at all.
Ling Jing stood outside the escort office for a long time, looking at the rows of buildings inside the escort office, his expression unclear for a moment.
"What can I say if I really see them?" In the thick night, only a sigh was heard. Although Ling Jing had always felt guilty, he asked himself that he had never done anything to feel sorry for the Huashan Sect.
However, in the hearts of Yue Lingshan and her daughter, Yue Buqun's weight is probably much greater.
He stared outside the escort office for a long time, and finally shook his head, turned around and prepared to leave. Now Yue Buqun is still the image of a "gentleman's sword" in the eyes of people around him and in the entire world.
If he doesn't show his true face, his image as an abandoned disciple of Huashan in the world will be reversed in one day.
He turned around and walked into the alley at the corner of the street. Just as his body was submerged in the shadow of the alley, he suddenly heard the sound of wind in clothes coming from behind. His ears twitched slightly, and he leaned against the wall of the alley on one side and turned towards "
"Fuwei Escort Agency" looked over.
I saw a figure on the wall on the left flash, and a black shadow came out across the wall. It was a man. The man ran towards the southwest corner, and the Qing Kung Fu he used was exactly the movement technique of the Huashan School.
The blue light in Ling Jing's eyes flickered, and he saw clearly that this man was Lin Pingzhi whom he had met during the day. He saw that his eyes were cautious. As he ran, he would look left and right from time to time, appearing very cautious.
Ling Jing pondered for a moment, then chuckled softly, gaining strength and chasing after him.
But he saw Lin Pingzhi leaning against the wall, walking, and Ling Jing following him four or five feet away, his footsteps light. With this kid's sparse and ordinary martial arts, naturally he couldn't hear any sound.
The streets in Fuzhou city are extremely complex and difficult to distinguish, but Lin Pingzhi grew up here, so he is no stranger to it. He turns east and west, and never hesitates on the fork in the road. After running for more than two miles, he is in a street.
On the side of the stone bridge, they turned into an alley. Ling Jing flew up to the house and saw Lin Pingzhi walking to the end of the alley and jumping into the wall of a big house. The big house had a black door and white walls, and an old vine was coiled on the wall.
It was pitch black.
"This is..." Ling Jing squatted on the roof and looked at the big house in front of him, but he saw that the big house was very dilapidated, showing that no one had lived in it for a long time, and there were many damaged areas on the door.
"The Lin family's old house in Xiangyang Lane?" Ling Jing's eyes showed a trace of interest. It seemed that no matter whether Lin Pingzhi believed that he had taken away the "Evil Sword Manual", in this person's heart, I'm afraid he still
I have never given up searching for the "Evil Sword Manual".
Lin Pingzhi walked through the courtyard of the big house, turned a few corners, and arrived at the door of the east wing. He lit the fire stick in his hand and pushed the door open. Soon, dim lights lit up inside the house.
Looking from the reflection on the door, Ling Jing could see Lin Pingzhi walking around the room, seemingly looking for something, and from time to time he would see him throwing things in his hands to the ground.
"Are you looking for the "Evil Sword Manual"?" Ling Jing's eyes flashed, and he began to look around the Lin family's old house. The Lin family's "Evil Sword Manual" is hidden in the Buddhist hall of the Xiangyang Lane old house.
Know which place below is the Buddhist hall.
In the east wing, noises were heard from time to time. At this moment, another black figure was seen approaching the Lin family's old house. The black figure was slender. When it reached the base of the wall, it suddenly jumped and fell into the house.
In the courtyard.
"Why did she come here?" Ling Jing frowned and looked at that figure. He really couldn't figure out how she could come here at this hour.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he saw the figure walking straight to the door of the east wing and knocking lightly.
Lin Pingzhi opened the door and saw the man outside. There was no surprise on his face. Instead, he welcomed the man into the house with a smile on his face.
Ling Jing could clearly see Lin Pingzhi's mouth shape, which seemed to be saying "Senior sister, you are here."
Ling Jing's brows almost furrowed into the word "Chuan". Yue Lingshan had an ambiguous relationship with him. If he said she had any affection for Lin Pingzhi, he would naturally not believe it.
From Yue Lingshan's lukewarm attitude toward Lin Pingzhi during the day, it was easy to see that this girl was probably very bored of Lin Pingzhi, but because they were all disciples of the same sect, they did not look coldly at each other.
"But how could she meet Lin Pingzhi here?" The more Ling Jing thought about it, the more strange he felt. However, Lin Pingzhi was no longer a real man, and his martial arts skills were average, so he was not worried about what Yue Lingshan would encounter.
Danger.
He immediately jumped into the courtyard of the big house, stuck to the wall of the east wing, and let the system begin to scan the situation inside the house.
The room was in a mess. The floor was covered with torn books and ancient scrolls. The bookshelf on the side was leaning crookedly against the wall. It seemed that even a few boards on the bookshelf had been removed.
At this time, Lin Pingzhi smiled and said: "Senior sister, you are a little late today?" His tone was very affectionate, as if he had a close relationship with Yue Lingshan.
Yue Lingshan's eyes flashed with confusion, and she frowned and said, "I have to wait for my parents to rest before I can come out. But, have you found that thing from the Lin family?"
Lin Pingzhi sighed, spread his hands, looked at the debris on the ground, and said: "Senior sister, it's not like you haven't seen it. I have searched this house countless times in the past few months. Even the tiles on the roof have been searched.
I've gone through them one by one, I just didn't have to take down the bricks on the wall to take a look... But where is the sword manual?"
The more Yue Lingshan listened, the more she frowned and said, "Just because you can't find it doesn't mean there isn't one."
Lin Pingzhi looked at her and chuckled, seeming to say casually: "It may be that Senior Brother Ling borrowed it, but that's not necessarily the case. After all, when my parents passed away that day, he and Senior Brother were the only ones staying there, and
Senior Brother Ling’s swordsmanship is superb, but the master said it is not our Huashan School’s swordsmanship, then..."
Yue Lingshan slowly turned her head, looked at Lin Pingzhi coldly, and said: "Junior brother Lin, here's the evidence, you'd better not slander anyone. I promised to come over and help you find the "Evil Sword Manual", just thinking that one day, sooner or later, the truth
It will prove that Ling Jing is innocent."
A gloomy look flashed in Lin Pingzhi's eyes, and then he smiled and said: "It was a slip of the tongue. Please forgive me, senior sister."
Yue Lingshan snorted softly and began to look through the clutter in the room again. On the crooked bookshelf, most of the books were thrown on the ground. Yue Lingshan picked up a book at random and flipped through the pages.
It seems.
Lin Pingzhi looked at Yue Lingshan's back with an uncertain expression. Finally, he turned around and started searching one place after another.
In the room, neither of the two people spoke, and for a while, the atmosphere became strangely quiet. To be continued.)
