"I'm sorry, Brother Yan. I'm afraid your face is going to be disfigured."
Huang Xiaoshi is applying gold sore medicine on Yanyu's face.
There was a sword wound on Yan Yu's face, which was so deep that the bone was visible. This was the sword hit by the two of them when they were fighting just now.
This cannot be called a miss, but Huang Xiaoshi did not hold back in the first place.
Huang Xiaoshi's sword can be said to be magical. His sword can not only cut, cut, and stab, but it can also bend and bite like a snake.
The sword that hit Yan Yu's face was that even after he had blocked Huang Xiaoshi's sword, the tip of the Full Moon Sword was still forcefully twisted and licked his face. Yan Yu's face was immediately covered with blood.
In this way, the two of them did not stop, but the fight became more and more intense.
Unlike Jingji, who was watching the battle with a serious look on his face, Fang Yunhua's mentality was extremely relaxed at this time.
Now, when Fang Yunhua looks back at Huang Xiaoshi's swordsmanship, it feels like a child playing house.
In itself, Huang Xiaoshi's use of the sword was a gimmick, used to grab the Heavenly Book.
Believe it or not, if the next Heavenly Book is the Heavenly Book of Sword Techniques, he will immediately switch to a sword.
When Huang Xiaoshi lost his sword and used it with his bare hands, did he really become serious.
After advancing to level 5, Fang Yunhua could clearly feel that his perception of his surroundings had become more refined. He could even capture the flow of internal energy in the bodies of the two combatants from a distance.
The internal energy in Yanyu's body was running very fast, and it was obvious that he was having a hard time coping with it.
Huang Xiaoshi looked like he was attacking extremely fiercely, attacking, suppressing, and moving towards Yan Yu's fatal spot, but the internal energy flowing in his body was as slow as an old man walking.
He says he won't show mercy, but in fact he is still soft-spoken and soft-hearted.
A true good friend is the kind of friend who treats you with a whip and encourages you to make progress.
Fang Yunhua felt that Huang Xiaoshi was a very worthwhile friend. He was a sincere and good friend.
…
After being struck by a sword in the face, Yan Yu seemed to have reached a critical point where he was unable to hold his own. As Huang Xiaoshi's sword became sharper and sharper, it became increasingly difficult for Yan Yu to cope.
After a few more blows, Yan Yu suddenly seemed to have regained his health and mana, and unleashed his might, beating Huang Xiaoshi back steadily.
"Okay, okay, you can stop now." Seeing that Huang Xiaoshi was still teasing Yanyu to attack, Fang Yunhua took the initiative to stop.
As long as you can break through the ranks, there is no need to really squeeze out every last bit of strength from others.
Helping Yan Yu break the ranks was easier than Huang Xiaoshi imagined, because Yan Yu had already understood life and death. When he was very young, he understood the great fear between life and death.
The reason why the fight between Yanyu and Jingji just had no effect was because Huang Xiaoshi said that the pressure given by Jingji was not enough.
Huang Xiaoshi exerted a little pressure. Once Yan Yu went all out and really exerted a lot of strength, he broke through the threshold in one go.
Afterwards, Huang Xiaoshi prepared golden sore medicine to treat Yanyu's wounds.
There were seven or eight injuries on Yan Yu's body, the most serious injury being on his left hand, but the most troublesome thing was the sword strike on his face.
Because it must be broken.
Originally, Yan Yu was extremely handsome, but this sword stroke was so good that he cut off the pretty girl's face.
However, Yan Yu didn't seem to care. Anyway, the sword wound was on his face and he couldn't see it.
Besides, compared to today's harvest, this little injury is nothing.
Since ancient times, how many people have been stuck outside the threshold and cannot enter. If they can get a sword, they can advance, and you can cut them into painted faces.
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"Congratulations to brother Yan." Fang Yunhua congratulated Yan Yu.
"Thank you, Master Fang." Yan Yu returned the greeting to Fang Yunhua.
At this time, Fang Yunhua felt a wry smile in his heart.
Another person has broken the level, can't you all be slower? I've only reached Level 4 in my evil-fighting sword technique.
Now Fang Yunhua has no ability to practice evil-proof swordsmanship, so he hesitates because he cannot practice it. He is just afraid that he will practice it too slowly.
However, after reaching level 50, it seemed extremely difficult to move up a level. Fang Yunhua had been practicing for several days but had made no progress.
Fang Yunhua couldn't help but asked Huang Xiaoshi impatiently, but Huang Xiaoshi replied lazily: "It's okay, it's too normal. Look at Wu Xiazi, he is only over level 50 after practicing to be over 80 years old.
Jiang Tianxiong reached level 50 at the age of 40, and he only reached level 52 at the age of 50.
Be patient and practice slowly. Anyway, you have reached level 5 and are already at the top of the martial arts world."
After Fang Yunhua heard Huang Xiaoshi's comfort, he slowly calmed down.
In the following days, Jingjie and Yanyu practiced martial arts on Wudang Mountain all day long, while Huang Xiaoshi went to the small town at the foot of the mountain every morning to see if there was any news about the Heavenly Book.
Huang Xiaoshi is so leisurely and calm because he is sure that he will not miss key information.
Sure enough, that day, Huang Xiaoshi saw Xu Ziyi in the teahouse again.
"Brother Xu, long time no see." Huang Xiaoshi was very open this time and sat directly at the table in front of Xu Ziyi.
Then, Huang Xiaoshi waved, and the tea boss took out a small cloth bag from the cabinet. Inside the cloth bag was a ceramic jar.
This is the tea that Huang Xiaoshi left here. The tea boss knew that this was Huang Taixian, a distinguished guest from Wudang Mountain, but he did not dare to neglect it.
Then, the tea boss brought a pot of hot water and two tea bowls. Huang Xiaoshi pulled out the cork and handed the ceramic jar to Xu Ziyi.
"Brother Xu, I know you know tea.
This jar is from Xinyang Maojian. The tea seller was very raving about it, but after I bought a jar of tea, I couldn’t taste any good.
Can Brother Xu please help me clarify my doubts?"
Huang Xiaoshi said it very modestly. Although he really couldn't taste the quality of the tea, he could tell the quality of the tea just by hearing its name.
What are the famous teas and famous wines? These are not even required courses for the rich second generation. They are common sense that can be learned naturally.
Xu Ziyi poured some tea leaves into the palm of his hand, then divided them into tea bowls, slowly dissolved the tea leaves with hot water, then filtered out the first tea, and finally poured water.
After the tea was brewed, he covered it with a tea bowl lid. After waiting for a while for the tea to brew, Xu Ziyi picked up the tea bowl.
When you open the tea cover, the rich aroma of the sealed tea pours out.
After smelling the fragrance of the tea, he blew the floating leaves and took a sip of tea. Xu Ziyi put down the tea bowl and said to Huang Xiaoshi: "Brother Huang, this is Yu Maofeng, the best type of Xinyang Maojian tea.
What’s even more rare is that this is the top bud before Ming Dynasty.
Every inch of leaf is precious."
Upon hearing Xu Ziyi's explanation, Huang Xiaoshi showed a learned smile on his face.
You just have to know the ropes, otherwise, it’s not like you’re showing your charming eyes to a blind man.
Xu Ziyi was right. Even though this jar of tea only had one tael, it cost Huang Xiaoshi twenty taels of silver.
Ten taels of silver were exchanged for one tael of gold.
All in all, this tea is more expensive than gold.
"Oh, Brother Xu still knows how to drink tea." Huang Xiaoshi said with regret on his face: "I am just a rough man, and I can't taste such good tea. I am just like an old cow chewing peonies, and he is wasting his resources.
If Brother Xu doesn’t mind, I’ll give you this tea.”
If you don’t understand tea, it’s all talk.
How can people who can buy Mingqian terminal bud Yumaofeng not understand tea?
Xu Ziyi naturally knew it well and would accept it if someone offered him a gift.
After drinking a few more sips of tea, Huang Xiaoshi remained patient and didn't speak. However, Xu Ziyi did not ask him any riddles. He held a teacup and said to him: "[The Heavenly Book of Swordsmanship] will appear in Xiangyang City. Brother Huang has passed by now, and there is still time."
Some are well off.
However, it would be nice if we could go there a few days later. I'm afraid there will be chaos there for a while."
For the sake of drinking tea twice, Xu Ziyi was kindly reminding him that once the news was released, it would not mean another "bloody battle in Xiangyang".
"Thank you, Brother Xu, for informing me." Huang Xiaoshi bowed his hand to Xu Ziyi.
"There is one more thing." Xu Ziyi said to Huang Xiaoshi, "Someone is investigating your matter."
"Huh?" Huang Xiaoshi's heart tightened, and he asked Xu Ziyi, "Why is this?"
With a mysterious smile on his face, Xu Ziyi said three words to Huang Xiaoshi: "Chen Chongying."
…
Mine is a big cross.
This is the fatal news.
When Huang Xiaoshi heard this, his buttocks clenched.
Seeing that the expression on Huang Xiaoshi's face was particularly exciting, Xu Ziyi said nothing more. He put down the tea bowl and bowed his hands to Huang Xiaoshi, then left with the can of tea.
Huang Xiaoshi sat in the tea shop, completely Muggle-like.
Pretend, I tell you to pretend, I tell you to pretend to be a prince, I tell you to pretend.
Come on, Chen Chongying is already here, which means the emperor has set his sights on you.
You are just a level 4 rookie now. People can do whatever they want to you.
For Huang Xiaoshi, this matter was completely force majeure.
In the past, Huang Xiaoshi had also considered what to do if this situation occurred. His decision at the time was to flee to the territory of the Tianlong Sect in the Western Regions once his identity was exposed.
He kept a low profile for a few years, and when the world was in chaos, he followed the Tianlong Sect's army to fight back to the Central Plains.
However, they all say that plans cannot keep up with changes.
Not to mention that the Tianlong Sect has been crippled and has retreated to the west of the desert. It is certainly possible to survive, but it is too far.
The second thing is that Huang Xiaoshi really has something going on right now that he can't get out of.
This period in the future is a critical period, and he must never run around.
suck.
What exactly should be done?
However, Huang Xiaoshi came back to his senses and felt that there was something in Xu Ziyi's words.
What Xu Ziyi said is that someone is checking your affairs, not that someone is checking you.
There is still a difference between the two.
In other words, Chen Chongying is currently investigating the prince's affairs, but has not found Huang Xiaoshi's head yet.
That said, there is still time.
As long as he can cut off the clues pointing to him, Chen Chongying will have no way of finding him.
Huang Xiaoshi recalled for a moment that there were only three people he knew.
King Cheng, the scholar-strategist beside King Cheng, and a guard with two double swords.
As long as these three people, no, I should say as long as those two people don't fall into Chen Chongying's hands, his identity will not be leaked.
Thinking of this, Huang Xiaoshi decided to find a way to remind King Cheng so that he could deal with it easily. As long as the scholar-strategist paid attention to it, there should be no problem.
It's a pity that there is no inn in this town.
Then you have to leave as soon as possible, go to Xiangyang City first, and then send a warning letter to the City Prince's Mansion.
Later, Huang Xiaoshi returned to Wudang Mountain and told everyone about the news that the Book of Kendo would appear in Xiangyang.
There was no need to make any more preparations. Huang Xiaoshi and the others bid farewell to Fang Yunhua and led their horses down the mountain.
…
Hangzhou city.
Chen Chongying was strolling on the street with his hands behind his back. His white clothes and head of white hair attracted everyone's attention.
Chen Chongying didn't care about other people's opinions. He went to a rouge and gouache shop and bought some rouge and gouache. Then he went to a clothing store to select some clothes.
With these things, Chen Chongying found an inn and asked for a room.
After a while, the room door opened, and a handsome young man walked out of the room.
This is Chen Chongying after a simple disguise.
Afterwards, Chen Chongying wandered around the city of Hangzhou, until when the lanterns were hung, he turned around and entered a brothel.
…
In the hall, Master Lu was hugging his new love, Miss Chunliu, and having fun with several business associates when he heard a voice.
Lu Shaolin suppressed the surprise in his heart and turned his head. He saw a handsome young man drinking alone in the corner of the hall.
When the young man saw Lu Shaolin, he smiled and nodded at him, then threw a piece of silver on the table, got up and left.
Lu Shaolin turned his head and continued to have fun with everyone, his expression as usual.
It was almost the curfew, and several other guests were already drunk. After Lu Shaolin laughed for a while, he slapped Chunliu hard on the buttocks, and then stood up to settle the bill with the madam.
Drunk, Lu Shaolin was walking on the street. At this time, there were no pedestrians on the street. Lu Shaolin saw a small alley next to him, and got in while unfastening his belt.
After peeing for a long time, Lu Shaolin slowly put on his pants, tied his belt, and tidied his clothes for a while. Just as he was about to walk out and turn around, he heard someone behind him say: "It's not bad, you're here."
The time is just right.”
Lu Shaolin is also a martial arts practitioner. Although his martial arts is only second-rate in the world, he is definitely not ordinary.
But he didn't sense when there was someone behind him at all. This person simply appeared out of thin air like a ghost.
Lu Shaolin didn't care that there was still urine on the ground and knelt down immediately.
"For my humble job, please see my father-in-law."
"Oh?" Lu Shaolin's reaction exceeded Chen Chongying's expectations. He had just used a voice transmission to tell Lu Shaolin, asking him to meet him in the alley during curfew.
Unexpectedly, Lu Shaolin knew his identity as soon as they met.
"Do you know me?" Chen Chongying asked Lu Shaolin.
Lu Shaolin knelt down and kowtowed and said, "This is my first time meeting my father-in-law."
"Then how did you know that I came from the palace?" Chen Chongying asked curiously.
"Because, father-in-law, your temperament is different from ordinary people. You stand out from the crowd and can be recognized at a glance." Lu Shaolin answered honestly.
Chen Chongying nodded, this guy has good eyesight.
Of course, he also knew this.
If you stay in one place or work in the same profession for a long time, your temperament will change.
They are all covered in fat, but chefs and butchers can easily tell them apart.
The same is true for the people in the palace. As long as they stay in the palace for three to five years, they will never be able to get rid of the smell of the palace.
That's why Chen Chongying's coachman had to choose Anzi, who was not yet clean. Similarly, if he wanted to investigate something in Hangzhou, he naturally couldn't come forward on his own.
Before Chen Chongying left the palace, he specifically searched for files and wrote down the information and contact codes of several Dongchang secret spies. The first person he found was Lu Shaolin.
"Get up, the ground is full of urine, you don't mind being dirty." Chen Chongying said to Lu Shaolin.
"Yes." After Lu Shaolin stood up, he saluted Chen Chongying again and said, "I have a humble position, Lu Shaolin, and I will obey my father-in-law's orders."
Chen Chongying was very satisfied with Lu Shaolin's attitude. He said to Lu Shaolin: "I need all the news about King Cheng in the past ten years, no matter how big or small, you can tell me as much as you know.
Within three days, you can go to the Yuelai Inn in the city and tell the shopkeeper to ask for Bai Mei."
"As ordered." Upon hearing this, Lu Shaolin bowed his head and saluted Chen Chongying again.
Chen Chongying patted Lu Shaolin on the shoulder and walked behind him.
After a few breaths, Lu Shaolin turned around cautiously and saw not even a ghost in the alley.
If his pants weren't still stained with urine, Lu Shaolin might have thought he was drunk and dreaming.
The sound of gongs was heard in the distance, and the curfew had begun.
Lu Shaolin ran all the way and returned to the Jinfeng Escort Agency before the night watchman took to the streets.