The Heavens: From Shooting the Eagle

Chapter 188 Dongying Swordsman (for Subscription)
Yingtianfu, Jinling.

Since Zhu Yuanzhang established the Ming Dynasty and established the capital here, the prosperity of Jinling is far better than in the past.

"Hey, Hao Jian, you haven't said yet, who exactly did you come to the capital to see?" Qin Mengyao smiled while riding on the horse.

Hao Jian smiled slightly, "Didn't you guess it... come to see the No.1 prostitute Lian Xiuxiu in the world! After all, you are Xiao Mengyao, but she is Da Xiuxiu..."

Qin Mengyao almost recited it angrily: "Hao Jian, you..."

Hao Jian laughed, rolled off his horse, led the horse by the head, and followed the crowd into the city.

Qin Mengyao stomped her feet, but finally chose to keep up.

Walking side by side, Qin Mengyao couldn't help but said angrily: "Hao Jian, you can't just let me... You must bully me every time!"

Hao Jian's footsteps paused, and he muttered, "Give way?"

Qin Mengyao said: "In ancient times, Kong Rong gave pears, don't you know?"

Hao Jian nodded, "Then you know what it means for Kong Rong to give pears, so you can use them indiscriminately."

"Of course I know!"

"What do you know? You know! Kong Rong let go, which means: Kong Rong said: 'You can live through it, if you can't make it and leave'!" Qin Mengyao was stunned...

"Hao Jian, you're talking nonsense again!"

Hao Jian said solemnly: "That year, when Kong Rong was just four years old, his parents quarreled at home. Little Kong Rong was very angry, and said that this family could live through, but you two immediately went to the county government to reconcile. This so-called: Kong Rong let go!"

Qin Mengyao: "..."

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As night fell, Jinling City was still noisy.

Especially on the banks of the Qinhuai River, the contiguous brothels are brightly lit, and the sounds of Yingying and Yanyan on the river painting boats can be heard endlessly.

"When you come to Jinling, what's the difference between visiting the Qinhuai River at night and visiting it for free?"

Thinking of this, Hao Jian planned to find a painting boat, go up to drink a glass of flower wine, and take a look at the oiran.

"My lord, my lady invites you to board the boat and have a talk." Suddenly, a voice came from the river.

Hao Jian heard the sound and looked, but it was a man on a painting boat who was yelling at him.

"Hey, there is a girl who invited me... Tsk tsk, my charm that has no place to rest is really joyful and worrying." Hao Jian raised his eyebrows and boarded the boat happily.

Stepping into the painting boat, I saw Qin Mengyao's flawless jade face, dressed in men's clothes, with a stunning neutral beauty.

Hao Jian was startled, then heard a whisper from behind the screen, "Young Master Qin, is the person you are waiting for here?"

Qin Mengyao glanced at Hao Jian, and said with a half-smile, "Come on! My brother has admired Miss Xiuxiu for a long time."

Behind the screen, Lian Xiuxiu came out lightly with jade steps, bowed gracefully and said: "Xiuxiu has seen the two young masters."

"Here, Brother Hao, Miss Xiuxiu you've been thinking about is right in front of you." Qin Mengyao said narrowly.

Hao Jian smiled slightly, "It is true that I am thinking about it, thinking about it day and night! Seeing you today is enough to comfort you forever! Miss Xiuxiu, do you know what light is?"

Lian Xiuxiu said shyly and timidly: "Guang...you mean the moonlight?"

Hao Jian pondered for a while, and said leisurely: "No! Just thinking about you has exhausted all my strength..."

Lian Xiuxiu's beautiful eyes suddenly widened, she looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, she was a little at a loss for such straightforward language.

Qin Mengyao was also taken aback, then glared at Hao Jian and said, "Brother Hao, I've known you for so long, and I've never heard you speak so well?"

When talking to myself, all kinds of arguments!
Seeing the world's No.1 prostitute Lian Xiuxiu, she opened her mouth with provocative words of love!

Can Qin Mengyao not be overwhelmed...

Hao Jian looked at Qin Mengyao pretending to be surprised, and asked in doubt: "Brother Qin..., your path of love...seems to be quite bumpy and difficult?"

Qin Mengyao's teeth itched in anger, and the silver teeth gritted secretly: "It's smooth! Who said it's not smooth? On this road, there are no people who are smooth, and the way is smooth!"

Hao Jian was stunned, and then couldn't help giving a thumbs up, "Yes, Brother Qin! What you said...is very good! Miss Xiuxiu, I heard that your melody is unparalleled in the world, can you... play a song?"

Lian Xiuxiu said softly: "Of course! What do you want to hear, young master?"

Hao Jian thought for a while and said, "Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, will it?"

Lian Xiuxiu looked bewildered, "This...please forgive Xiuxiu's ignorance, she has never heard of it."

Hao Jian smiled and said, "It's easy, I'll teach you!"

As he spoke, he took out the erhu from the box beside him...

Qin Mengyao rolled her eyes...

The sound of Huqin, which is completely different from the current style of music, quickly resounded throughout the entire Qinhuai River...

After listening to a passage, Lian Xiuxiu hurriedly ordered the servant girl to fetch a pen and paper, and quickly recorded the score, listening very carefully.

At the end of the song, Lian Xiuxiu looked at the score written in front of her, her face was full of surprise, "Young master, this piece of music is really novel, and the rhythm is completely different from what Xiuxiu knows! However, it is quite pleasant to the ears...Young master's talent , Xiuxiu feels ashamed!"

Hao Jian laughed, "I don't need to praise me! Let's play a piece together, how about an erhu and zither ensemble?"

"Xiuxiu tried her best, and I hope you don't want to laugh at Xiuxiu..." Lian Xiuxiu said directly without refusing.

The next moment, the erhu and guzheng ensemble version of "The Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss" spread across the Qinhuai River again...

The strong sense of rhythm makes countless men and women who are singing and dancing on the boat can't help but sway to the rhythm...

Even Qin Mengyao couldn't help shaking his calf slightly.

Suddenly, there was a sound of weapons clashing outside, followed by several screams and muffled groans.

Someone yelled violently: "Who are you, dare to rob and pity..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

"It's raining after school, and the girl who loves flowers is on the top!" In the rather strange words, several figures rushed in.

"Miss, this person's martial arts are extraordinary!" The maid Hua'er and another old man looked at the bow cautiously.

There was a person standing there, holding a special long strange knife as cold as snow and as thin as a piece of paper, covering his face, only showing a pair of eyes full of coldness.

The sound of the zither stopped abruptly, and Lian Xiuxiu looked at the uninvited guest with a knife in astonishment, her face turned pale.

Qin Mengyao's eyes were serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Dongying Swordsman!"

Just as he was about to get up, Hao Jian had already put down his erhu, stood up with a red sword in his hand, and said with a cold expression, "I thought Xue Mingyu, a flower picker, had her tongue bitten off by a girl... It turned out to be an Dongying devil, no wonder he was with some bastard!" It's like chanting..."

Dongying, apart from great teachers like Aragaki Yui, Ishihara Satomi's wife, Feng Poor, Fukada Eomi, and Yamate Rika, what else should Hao Jian look up to?

"It's true... a friend comes from afar, even if he is far away, he will be punished!"

The masked man turned his gaze to Hao Jianjian, said softly, held a knife in both hands, and kept gesticulating to Hao Jian, faintly trying to seal off all of Hao Jian's escape routes.

"Who is Ni?" The masked man said in a deep voice, his voice was hoarse and low, with some strange accents.

Hao Jian sneered and said, "A little bit of sword light is so powerful, it doesn't matter if you are cheap! A certain family, the 'sage of cheap' Hao Jian is also! Seeing me, don't you hurry up and commit seppuku?"

The masked man's eyes flashed brightly, "No wonder!"

He actually knew Hao Jian.

I saw his hands tightly holding the long knife handle wrapped with white strips, and the blade moved to the center of his eyebrows and stood upright.

This is called: straighten the eyes with a knife!

His eyes became extremely sharp, and a huge saber energy suddenly appeared from the long knife, rushing towards Hao Jian.

His breathing also became even and long, and he entered a strange state in an instant, with a murderous aura.

"It's a bit of a skill! However, this kind of skill makes me want to come to the Middle Earth to play wild... You really are tired of living!" Hao Jian raised the red sword in his spare time, and sneered.

"Arrogance! This will let you experience the 'Xin Yinliu's Magic Sword Twelve Stages'!"

Before the words were finished, the masked man suddenly made a move, and the long knife slashed out a cold light, like a dazzling electric light, and slashed towards Hao Jian extremely quickly.

Hao Jian sneered, and poked out the red sword in his hand, a red glow lit up under the moonlight...

In an instant, on the Qinhuai River, the lights within a radius of ten feet were extinguished instantly, and there was no sound.

"when!"

After a clash of swords, when the lights came back on, Dongying swordsman stood at the bow of the boat with a long knife in his hand, as if frozen.

Hao Jian put his red sword back into its sheath and stood proudly.

Suddenly, the black cloth on Dongying Swordsman's face split in two and fell into the river, revealing a cold face.

"Good swordsmanship! My name is Izumi Ichiro, don't forget!"

As he said that, he took a quick step forward, and the long knife rolled up infinitely again, and slashed towards Hao Jian.

When the knife was cut out, beads of sweat dripped down Quan Yilang's face, his feet were walking in strange devil-like steps, and the sound of each footstep was like a drum beating straight to the heart.

Hao Jian said coldly: "Small tricks!"

I saw Quan Yilang leaping into the sky suddenly, the long knife in his hand turned into a sharp light, cut through the dark void, and slashed straight at Hao Jian's forehead.

Hao Jian's shadow flickered, and a series of afterimages were drawn from the bow of the boat, which also directed towards Quan Yilang.

"when!"

There was another sound of metal and iron clanging, and the figures of the two passed by each other.

Hong Guang and Li Mang disappeared, Quan Yilang stood in Hao Jian's previous position, and Hao Jian stood in Quan Yilang's position, switching positions exactly.

Quan Yilang's face showed respect, "As expected of a strong man with the same reputation as the Rain-covering Sword, I am convinced that I lost! I only regret that I missed the chance to see the scene of Shuiyue Dazong fighting you..."

As he spoke, a little redness appeared between his brows, and the blood flowed down his forehead, passed through the bridge of his nose, flowed through the crowd, and dripped down the deck from his jaw.

"Shuiyue Dazong... is the number one sword technique in the country..."

Before finishing speaking, Quan Yilang fell into the river and died on the spot.

On the Qinhuai River, people witnessed this battle, and everyone was silent.

Hao Jian put his sword back into its sheath, and said calmly: "I told you earlier... a friend comes from afar, even if he is far away, he will be punished! Master Shuiyue? I have been waiting for you for a long time...Mengyao, let's go!"

Laughing loudly, he soared into the sky, and his figure crossed the river surface of more than ten feet, only at a point on the opposite bank, and disappeared without a trace again.

Qin Mengyao smiled and followed closely.

All the passengers on the Qinhuai River were dumbfounded...

Lian Xiuxiu was leaning against the door of the painting boat, watching this scene, she suddenly clenched the score in her hand.

……

In an ancient temple in the east of Xuanwu Lake, a gray-robed monk sat cross-legged in the main hall facing the door, extremely quiet.

His bald head was branded with ring scars, his eyes were calm and distant, he looked very young, but he seemed to have lived for decades, full of vicissitudes.

"I've seen Zen Master." Qin Mengyao's voice came.

The gray-robed monk smiled slightly, "Meng Yao, you are back."

Qin Mengyao sat cross-legged on the cushion in front of the gray-robed monk, staring at the old monk who was considered half a master.

The lord of the Zen School of Pure Mindfulness is exhausted.

"Master Zen, do you need me?" Qin Mengyao said calmly.

She looked at Qin Mengyao carefully, and suddenly said: "Mengyao, it seems that something has changed during the time you went down the mountain."

A hint of apology appeared on Qin Mengyao's extraordinary beauty.

"Meng Yao, from your eyes now, you can see all the emotions and desires."

Qin Mengyao said quietly: "Zen master's eyes are like torches, Mengyao has indeed encountered a difficulty in lust."

All silent.

"Master Zen, do you disagree with Mengyao's choice?"

Zen Master Liao Jin pondered for a moment, but did not directly answer Qin Mengyao's question, and instead said: "Back then, you brought the Commander's handbook to see me, and the poor monk knew that you were always curious about the contents, but he never told you. However, Now I really want to tell you, and you will understand how I feel at this moment."

"What's your teacher saying?" Qin Mengyao asked hastily.

"Jingan said in the letter that Mengyao's aptitude and wisdom have surpassed the ancestors of Jingzhai, and even surpassed the two holy places! Therefore, we can only guide you, not impose our own opinions on you. Therefore, let Mengyao do everything. You read the classics in the sect, and only when you come to ask, I will do my best to guide you, but the main thing is to rely on you to play freely, only in this way can you cultivate a peerless talent that can compete against Pang Ban in the future! This... It is Jingan's mind and vision...so, even if you are emotional, Liaojin will not interfere." Master Liaojin said calmly.

Tears glistened in Qin Mengyao's eyes, and it took him a long time to say: "Thank you Zen master, thank you benefactor."

Liao Jin nodded and said: "However, Liao Jin must remind Mengyao that apart from Jing'an who has passed away and this person now, Mengyao should not be shaken by a third person, otherwise, she will definitely fall into love and never recover. There is no chance to see the way of heaven."

Qin Mengyao's heart trembled, and she replied: "Master Zen, Mengyao will remember it carefully."

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In the inn, Hao Jian sat cross-legged on the bed, with eagle knives and red swords intertwined on his knees.

With his eyes slightly closed, his mind sank in the ocean of his soul, silently feeling the mysteries in the depths of his soul.

Today, as soon as he stepped into Jinling, Hao Jian once again vaguely felt the spiritual connection of the Living Buddha Eagle Fate...

They didn't meet each other, but Hao Jian was sure that whether it was himself or Ying Yuan hiding in the palace, they definitely felt each other.

It's a mysterious feeling, but it's definitely not an illusion.

"Yingyuan Living Buddha..."

Hao Jian opened his eyes suddenly, looking at the void outside the window.

After pondering for a moment, he murmured to himself: "It's already here, how can you be jealous and dare not see it!"

With the idea settled, Hao Jian floated out of the inn with the sword in his hand, heading straight for the imperial city.

Hao Jian didn't have much interest in the Daming Palace and Zhu Yuanzhang in the palace.

He passed through the imperial city and went straight to the depths of the forest in the harem.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Hao Jian looked up and could see a small village hidden in the night.

Hao Jian whispered in his heart: "Finally, we are going to meet each other!"

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