Tang Wanzhuang was once advised to visit Bashan’s Autumn Pond in the Rainy Night. When he finally arrived, it was early summer.
Since time was not enough to create a famous poem, Zhao Changhe said that he had run out of ink and could not compose a poem.
I wonder if there is any Taoist Gu in Bashan besides Jianlu who can dance the willow sword with seven or forty-nine hands?
During the process of leading the horse out of the city in Kuaiji and leaving Tang Buqi's sphere of influence along the way, no matter whether they saw court officials or people in the Jianghu, as long as they recognized themselves and the broad sword on their backs, everyone would respect them with utmost respect.
Those who rested in towns were given a grand reception.
Especially when it comes to Xiangyang... The Blood God Sect returned right after the war, and did not return to their home in Wushan. They were still stationed in Xiangyang. They felt a little addicted to the current days of killing and upgrading under the cover of officialdom. Zhao Changhe passed by.
When I arrived, I naturally went in to see Master Xue and Master Sun, and the hospitality I received was as if the emperor was on a patrol.
But for some reason, Zhao Changhe felt less comfortable than when Leader Xue stared at him cautiously before the challenge.
But now that I have passed outside Xiangyang, I have no connection with the previous forces. People on the road don't recognize me very much. I feel like a dragon returning to the sea, and I am much more at ease.
The moment I set foot on Bashan, I felt like I had returned to the Jianghu from the world. The ecology began to be different, and it felt like this was my own home.
Maybe it's cheap...
Speaking of the so-called Xiaoxiao on the road, there really are no such things now... The south is in a precipitous state of chaos, and all military forces have a strong sense of presence. They are "cleaning out the remaining Maitreya gangs" everywhere, so that no bandits and bandits dare to show up.
Zhao Changhe's main itinerary was by boat. He only came to rest in a few cities such as Xiangyang, and it was calm and nothing happened.
It's just that everywhere you look, there is chaos and depression, and you don't know when it will recover.
It is more likely that it will not recover within a few years, because the separation of the various families has become very obvious. The southern nobles spontaneously resisted Maitreya, resulting in the strength of each family now exceeding the normal range. Now it is the Tang family who is performing in this battle
If it is too prominent, it can still be suppressed. Every family is worried about the Tang family. Once something goes wrong with the Tang family, the chaos will probably be more troublesome than the Maitreya uprising.
When Tang Wanzhuang was not with him these days, she was "discussing Jiangnan affairs" with Tang Buqi. What was she busy with? After the eighteenth princes dispersed to challenge Dong, wasn't it almost what it is now...
I feel that if this deduction continues, Tang Buqi wonders if it can be said that "if there is no one in the world, I don't know how many people will become emperors and how many will become kings"...
Okay, why are you still thinking about these things? Look at Bashan, look at Bashan.
Why is there no guard in Bashan? It makes my heart unable to return to the world...
Huh……
Zhao Changhe suddenly frowned and approached slowly.
There is a faint eaves corner of a wooden house in front of you. It looks a little damp after the early summer rain. This should be the location of Jianhut... But why can't you listen carefully and there is no sound of people at all?
Zhao Changhe walked slowly over, and sure enough, there was a wooden hut in front of him, which was low-key and simple, like a group of ascetic monks living there.
Sword marks can often be seen on the surrounding trees, all left unintentionally during sword practice.
But the wooden hut was empty and deserted.
The Jianlu is empty? Where are the people?
Zhao Changhe tensed up his thoughts and slowly walked towards what looked like the main house.
The door was closed tightly, and when I reached out and touched it, there was no dust... It shouldn't have been long since I left.
Zhao Changhe pondered for a moment, then suddenly burst out with inner energy and broke through the door.
This is a quite large hall, with a huge Chinese character "咒" hanging on the front wall, written in a sharp and solemn style. Other than that, there are no other furnishings, just ordinary tables and chairs, extremely simple.
It should be the main hall of the sect...
There are no corpses, no blood, but the people are gone... Has the entire Jianlu been relocated?
Zhao Changhe smacked his lips in pain. Judging from the level of dust, he shouldn't have moved there for a long time. If he had come here first when he was in Xiangyang, he would probably still be able to see people. Unfortunately, he had something important to do and he really couldn't come... This
I missed it, who should I go to with this sharp blade grass?
I don’t know if they have emptied their inventory...
In a normal move, important items must be moved cleanly than a dog has licked them. Zhao Changhe took a chance and searched around, found the locked warehouse at the back, and broke in.
The warehouse is a bit messy, there are a lot of standard clothes, the standard long sword is thrown aside casually, and you can also see rice noodles... The money is really cleaner than a dog licked, not a single copper plate is left. It can be seen that important things
There is nothing special about the typical moving scene of being moved away and leaving ordinary things in place after consideration.
After a careful search, I found the medicine storage, which was also clean, except for some common medicines for mosquito bites, scattered in a messy manner.
Zhao Changhe opened a few bottles, sniffed them, and threw them aside with great disappointment.
It was really a large-scale normal relocation, nothing unusual could be seen... Zhao Changhe shook his head and left, looking back again reluctantly.
At this glance, he suddenly felt a little dazed.
Among the clothes piled aside, why are there night clothes?
He strode back and took a look. It was night clothes, and they were large batches of night clothes, not just one or two pieces.
A group of silent and solemn swordsmen, the sect's standard equipment actually has standard night clothes?
The three words "Tingxue Tower" came to Zhao Changhe's mind.
Bashan Jianlu, could it be Tingxue Tower... During this period, I haven't heard anything about this assassin organization that was once hated by ghosts. Did something happen to me?
Yue Hongling had previously said that she would visit the Bashan Sword House. If the Sword House was a normal swordsman sect, the "Sunset Sword" would be welcome to come to discuss and exchange ideas, but if the sword house was Tingxue Tower, it would be troublesome... because of Yue Hongling
Apparently someone offered a reward for his assassination. She had offended many people through her heroic deeds. The underworld had many bounties and bonuses, and her net worth was higher than that of Zhao Changhe...
It's just that Yue Hongling is similar to Zhao Changhe. His whereabouts are unpredictable and it's hard to find him. How easy is it to assassinate him? But if he comes to the headquarters of the assassin group... Zhao Changhe can almost imagine Yue Hongling running away immediately after finding something wrong.
In the scene, Yue Nuxia is very alert.
Is the relocation of Jianlu related to this? The attempt to kill Yue Hongling failed, which led to the organization being exposed and it had to be moved?
The possibility exists.
If this is the case……
Zhao Changhe suddenly turned around and went out, running towards the forest on the unusual mountain road.
If there is a fight, he will jump up and run straight into the forest, and then run around in the forest. He will not follow the normal mountain path, so you can't see anything when you come... You will definitely find something when you get to the forest.
As expected, it didn't take long to look for it, and I saw the traces of the battle that broke the trees, which were extremely obvious.
Further on, I saw corpses...
Zhao Changhe knelt down and inspected it. He had been dead for a long time and was stinking with maggots. But he could still see that the sword pierced the throat, it was clean and crisp. It was the traces of Yue Hongling's swordsmanship. Even those who turned to ashes could recognize it.
Zhao Changhe quickly followed the traces and saw several corpses along the way. There were traces of dried blood all the way out of the mountain. They suddenly disappeared after reaching the outside of the mountain.
Zhao Changhe looked at the road ahead and thought to himself.
If the guess is correct, this was a sweaty horse that was nearby to assist, and Yue Hongling was injured and left.
The master of Jianlu, Shi Wuding, might not have been there at the time, and no one could stop Yue Hongling. When he came back, he knew that something had happened, and decisively ordered people to relocate, while he should have followed Yue Hongling's tracks to kill him.
The basic context should be like this.
Then the problem comes, Hong Ling is injured, and he is at the forefront for a while.
Will he still survive if he is caught up?
But things have happened a long time ago, and there is no news about Yue Hongling's accident on the troubled times list...
Zhao Changhe finally couldn't hold it back: "Hey, are you there?"
Long Que: "?"
"I didn't call you, fortune teller!"
The blind man didn't respond.
"Don't pretend, I know you know! I just asked if anything happened to reassure you, and I didn't ask you to reveal anything. We are so familiar with this matter, why don't we just make it easier? Anyway, you can tell fortunes, it's not you who saw it
of……"
The blind man finally spoke angrily: "Nothing happened. Find it yourself. Don't ask me."
Zhao Changhe took a long breath: "Thank you."
The blind man was stunned and lost his voice.
If Hong Ling runs away, where will her direction be?
Without saying a word, Zhao Changhe returned to the normal mountain road, got on his Wuzui, and sped toward the southwest.