Chapter 240 The blue bird can take advantage of the situation (third update)
Huhu~
Autumn is deep and the weather is getting colder.
On the official road in the early morning, the frosty white color was faintly visible, and the wind was also bit biting.
Gululu~
The slightly heavy wheels rolled over the uneven road surface.
fluttering~
He let go of his palms and let the eagle fly away. Zhao Kun sat in shock for a long time and then sighed:
"The future life is terrible!"
While sighing, he seemed to think of that young man again.
When he first met him, he was killing everyone in Mulin Mansion and showed his prowess, but at that time, he didn't pay much attention to it, he just thought that there was another good seedling coming out of the six gates.
When they saw each other again, he bent his bow and set an arrow, and shot and killed the three Changliu bandits including Duan Fei at the city gate, which moved him involuntarily and even thought of recruiting them.
But who knows, that's just the beginning.
It had only been a few months before and after. First, he assisted Xu Wenji to kill Ji Longshan, and then, he actually killed Xiao Zhan at Tianlang Pass!
Such an astonishing change made him feel a little dazed.
He has lived for several decades, and he asks himself that he has never seen geniuses. However, all young geniuses who become famous all show their talents when they are young. How can there be such a thing?
"Brother Yang has really become famous in Qingzhou after this incident."
In the carriage, Qin Si, dressed in men's clothing, took back the letter. She was surprised, but more importantly, happy.
"Is Mr. Yang already so powerful? Although he was already very powerful before..."
The two maids were also a little surprised.
They were not well-informed, and they did not recognize Xiao Zhan, who had been stationed at the border all year round, but of course they had heard the name of the famous Changliu Big Dragon Head.
"Brother Yang is one of the best among men, and he will become famous all over the world sooner or later. It's just that Xiao Zhan is not an ordinary person. Even if he can win, I'm afraid he will be injured..."
Qin Si opened the curtain and asked Zhao Kun:
"Brother Yang should be returning to Qingzhou at this time, or?"
"You are called Brother Yang, but you don't have a title for me, Senior Uncle?"
Zhao Kun hummed and said:
"You, Brother Yang, have done great things this time. No need to ask where you have been. You should be able to hear about it in a few days."
Qin Si put down the car curtain and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
"Jilongshan, Taiye is stupid! He ruined a good situation by himself. There are tens of thousands of green forests in Changliu Mountain. If you don't get out of the mountain, what can you do?"
Zhao Kun whipped his horsewhip hard, feeling annoyed.
He had been thinking about staying for a long time. Although he didn't think it would be possible, he never expected that he would be wiped out so easily.
From Jilong Mountain down, the seven major bandits were all killed.
How can he be in a good mood after all the hard work has been in vain?
"Ji Longshan's foundation is shallow after all. In this era, there is no soil for him to accumulate strength. Maybe we should go far away from the customs..."
Qin Si played with the corners of her sleeves, but she thought clearly.
Everyone can see that the Ming Dynasty is now in decline, but it is still one of the most powerful forces in the world. Without earth-shattering changes, it is foreseeable that this situation will continue for a long time.
How easy is it for the elders of the sect to take revenge on the Zhang family?
"How many choices do you have? What choices do we have?"
Zhao Kun smiled bitterly:
"The blue bird can take advantage of the situation to take off. It's easy to stay away from the customs, but how can you be worthy of the Dao Fruit that your senior brother has given you in exchange for his life?"
"There are still doubts about what happened to our ancestor back then. It may not have been the fault of the Zhang family. Even if it was, it was only Zhang Xuanba who had a grudge against us. Why bother..."
Qin Si said softly.
The blue bird can take advantage of the situation to take off, but this choice is not limited to reckless heroes like Ji Longshan.
only……
"This should never be mentioned again! How can we live under the enemy when we bear the hatred of our sect being destroyed?!"
Zhao Kun held the riding whip tightly and looked a little ferocious.
Once upon a time, he was a carefree little Taoist boy. He meditated and chanted sutras with his senior brothers every day. Although he was miserable, he was at ease.
But after that day, the sect was overthrown, the Taoist temple was burned, and all the brothers were killed. Although they managed to escape, they were wanted and hunted for decades.
How could he forget all this?
Qin Si was silent.
She has not experienced the day when Jade Dragon Temple was destroyed, but she has lived under the rule of the Ming Dynasty since she was a child. It is difficult for her to dislike the imperial court like the elders of the sect.
After a long time, Zhao Kun calmed down, but then he remembered something:
"Speaking of Yang Yu, I remember you mentioned that he has the aura of the master..."
"Perhaps it's just an illusion. In subsequent contacts, I really didn't see any signs of him being related to us..."
Qin Si responded calmly.
"Really? Why do I feel that you seem to be a little different towards him..."
Zhao Kun was a little suspicious.
Qin Si had said the same thing before, and he believed it at the time, but these days he felt that this girl seemed to have a different attitude towards Yang Yu.
He also had some doubts about whether this girl was in love and deliberately covered it up...
"Disrespecting the elderly!"
Of course Qin Si heard the meaning of his words, snorted lightly and ignored him.
"There seems to be a tea shop in front of you? You've been running around all night, let's go get something to eat."
With sharp eyes, Zhao Kun could see human traces and smoke not far away.
"Be careful."
Qin Si reminded her.
Zhao Kun nodded and drove the carriage forward. It didn't take long for him to arrive.
This is a small tea shop, located next to the official road, with no village in front and no shop in the back. Many businessmen in the past would settle here.
From a distance, you can see the horses and goods tied at the door. There are many customers in the tea shop.
Zhao Kun looked at it carefully and saw nothing wrong, so he stopped the carriage. Qin Si and the two maids dressed as book boys also got out of the carriage.
Although they all have martial arts skills, it is really hard to travel. After eating too much dry food and cold water, they naturally want to eat something hot.
"What bad luck!"
As soon as he entered the lobby, Zhao Kun frowned.
There are not many black shops, and there are actually not that many people who dare to engage in murder and smuggling on official roads where people come and go.
This tea shop, of course, is not the case.
But there is no problem with the store, but there is a problem with the people in the store.
There were many customers in the tea shop, but he immediately saw a big man sitting in the corner, drinking tea by himself.
The big man was nine feet long, but he was very skinny and had sunken eyes. The military uniform that should have been tight-fitting was actually worn by him into a wide robe.
His life was ugly, but his hands were just the opposite. They were long and white, with full knuckles. A pair of wooden chopsticks looked like sharp swords in his hands.
Just one glance and you can tell it's extraordinary.
"Zhao Guangsheng!"
The moment he recognized the person, Zhao Kun grasped the hilt of the sword.
Zhao Guangsheng, like his apparent identity, is a member of the Nanling Sword Sect, but there is another difference. This person is a rebellious abandoner.
Thirty years ago, he entered the Nanling Sword Sect incognito, and the first person he made friends with was Zhao Guangsheng.
Once upon a time, Zhao Guangsheng was one of the most outstanding disciples of the Nanling Sword Sect. Unfortunately, an incident occurred and he betrayed the sect.
Moreover, he took away the Nanling Sword Sect’s only superior swordsmanship, the ‘Beidou Xuantian Sword’.
"Long time no see."
Zhao Guangsheng raised his head and said calmly:
"Junior Brother Zhao."
"How can a person who rebels be called a senior brother?"
Zhao Kun sneered.
He looked around and noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere. The guests in the lobby had quietly retreated and it seemed empty.
Obviously, Zhao Guangsheng has been eyeing him for a long time.
"Junior Brother Zhao is still so cautious, but don't worry, although I'm not here alone this time, I won't call anyone to surround you."
Zhao Guangsheng smiled and clapped his hands.
The timid waiter came forward with a plate of food, a plate of finely chopped beef, a roast chicken, four plates of side dishes with wine, and a large jar of wine.
"The place is simple and simple, but the food is excellent, but it also has a unique flavor. I wonder if Junior Brother Zhao would like to show his face and have a drink with Brother Wei?"
Zhao Guangsheng said, looking at Qin Si who was dressed in men's clothing behind him, and said:
"Everyone from Qin, you can also sit down together."
Qin Si didn't answer, looked at Zhao Kun and frowned slightly.
This person even knows her identity and may have been targeting Zhao Kun for a long time, but he has always kept a low profile and his presence in the Nanling Sword Sect is not high.
What reason does this person have for targeting me and others?
"It seems like you came here specifically to wait for me."
Zhao Kun's face darkened.
Zhao Guangsheng was an abandoned disciple of Nanling. There were many Sword Sect disciples chasing him, but they did not include him.
Firstly, he had some friendship with Zhao Guangsheng back then, and secondly, he himself just used the name of Nanling Sword Sect to cover himself up.
Therefore, he really couldn't understand Zhao Guangsheng's purpose.
"Drink and reminisce."
Zhao Guangsheng smashed the mud seal on the wine jar and poured three full bowls of wine:
"please!"
"Since the day you joined the Liansheng Cult, our friendship has been broken up! Why are you still having a drink?"
Zhao Kun was too lazy to fight with him and said in a cold tone:
“If you have something to say, say it, and if you have something to say, let it go!”
After all, the Nanling Sword Sect is also a famous sect in Qingzhou. His secret superior martial arts were stolen and defected. How could he be allowed to run free?
The reason why he is still alive today is because he has already joined the Liansheng Cult and is the helmsman of a mansion.
Faced with Zhao Kun's bad attitude, Zhao Guangsheng didn't take it seriously. Instead, he smiled meaningfully:
"Junior Brother Zhao, do you really want to be so tense? Remember, we are all in the same group..."
"Ridiculous."
Zhao Kun rolled his sleeves and was about to leave, but there was a thump in his heart.
Qin Si also frowned slightly.
Seeing Zhao Kun turning around to leave, Zhao Guangsheng did not stop him and said softly:
"Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and there was a Taoist temple in the mountain. In the Taoist temple, there was an old Taoist priest and seven little Taoist boys. Later, the seven little Taoist boys each took in seven or eight younger Taoist boys..."
The words stopped abruptly.
A cold light enveloped the entire tea shop. Zhao Kun turned around and drew his sword. The afterimage of the sword light filled the entire space, like a forest and a mountain, overwhelming Zhao Guangsheng.
However, the latter took his time and drank the wine from his bowl.
call!
The sword shadow dissipated, Zhao Kun looked gloomy, and held down the sword shadow. With his peripheral vision, he glanced outside the tea shop and saw silhouettes appearing one after another, all carrying swords and weapons, full of murderous intent.
"Haha~"
Zhao Guangsheng invited again and chuckled:
"You are invited by a noble man and cannot refuse. You two should have a glass of water and wine and go on your way with me!"
Holding his sword to protect Qin Si, Zhao Kun's face was extremely gloomy. He was about to say something when he suddenly heard a voice coming from outside.
Neither high nor low, but like wind and thunder coming suddenly, filling the room.