Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 63 Ghosts
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Suddenly, very light footsteps sounded from the depths of the wind and snow.

Wei Tao stopped suddenly, one hand was still holding Zhao Zhi's ankle, and he turned to look there.

The footsteps are rapidly fading away.

His complexion changed suddenly, and he chased after him with a burst of snowflakes.

After a few breaths.

A tall and thin man with a machete at his waist stopped at the end of the alley, turned around and looked back.

"Do you know, I am..." He pressed the handle of the knife and said to Wei Tao.

boom!
Suddenly a black shadow came through the sky, penetrated the heavy snow that was flying all over the sky, and fell heavily on him.

The man's complexion changed, and he took a few steps back quickly to avoid the impact of the black shadow.

He didn't draw a knife.

He didn't dare to draw a knife.

Because the black shadow that flew was not that person, but the corpse thrown by him.

If it was the corpse of other ordinary people, he could ignore it.

This corpse was a child of the Zhao family among the five surnames in the inner city.

Although the person is dead, if there is an extra knife wound on the corpse...

He is just a dumb man who eats Coptis chinensis, unable to tell what he suffers,

A lump of yellow mud falling off the crotch is either shit or shit.

After all, in the entire outer city, there are quite a few people playing with knives, but there are not many who can use machetes.

There are only a handful of people who can kill Zhao Zhi in the inner city with a machete.

As the hall master of the Hidden Sword Society, he is definitely the object of serious suspicion.

Bang!
Zhao Zhi's body fell to the ground.

There was a cloud of snowflakes.

The master of the Hidden Knife Hall just stood still.

It was black again.

A figure roared towards him, carrying a strong bloody aura.

"you……"

He raised his hand to draw his knife.

But it was too late.

A few iron nails were shot first, piercing his wrist.

Under the pain, he couldn't help but slow down a bit.

Immediately afterwards, he was punched on the temple with a punch, and there was a muffled bang.

Wei Tao staggered to the ground, pulled out the bright and cold scimitar, and wiped its original owner's neck with his backhand.

The master of the Yindao Hall said hoo hoo repeatedly,
I couldn't close my eyes until I died.

Wei Tao exhaled slowly,
He raised his hand to wipe the fine sweat from his forehead.

His hands and legs were trembling slightly.
Almost on the brink of exhaustion.

The whole body is steaming,

It's like a humanoid water boiler.

From chasing and killing in the alley at the very beginning, to being at a disadvantage in the fight, to being entangled and twisted behind, and then to killing the enemy in an explosive manner,
Until the final long-distance pursuit, throwing corpses and killing people, the consumption of this night battle has almost reached his limit.

Panting heavily, Wei Tao didn't dare to stay here any longer, he gritted his teeth, dragged the two corpses, and walked quickly away from the inner city.

A quarter of an hour later.

The leader of the Qinghe Society, Shi, had a complicated expression, and ordered his confidants to dispose of the corpse, and quickly let Wei Tao into the room to sit down.

He didn't expect that this person who was like a god of death in his mind would be so tired that he was close to losing his strength.

It can be seen how fierce and dangerous the battle described in a few words just now was.

After drinking several cups of hot tea, Wei Tao finally calmed down his breathing.

But his hands and legs were still trembling uncontrollably.

He slowly circulated his Qi and blood, closed his eyes and recalled the battle tonight.

Even for him, it is indeed very difficult, accompanied by great danger.

However, the word crisis means that there is an opportunity when there is a crisis.

With danger also comes opportunity.

The biggest harvest tonight is the oppression of the pair of strong brothers.

Especially the combination of fists and feet of the two, weaving into a net, deeply stimulated him.

Under tremendous pressure, let him gradually integrate the red line fist and piercing kick, and it is no longer the previous situation of fighting independently.

This is a huge improvement.

He still remembered that Peng Yue said more than once not long after he became a teacher, that only real combat is the fastest way to improve his strength.

If you have never experienced a confrontation with the purpose of killing, no matter how deeply you learn boxing, it is just a flashy and empty shelf.

From the official entry to the present, from Wang Yingxue to Chen Chengshan, and then to the inner city expert I met tonight.

He has indeed benefited a lot from the life-and-death fights one after another.

The mastery of boxing and kicking has advanced by leaps and bounds.

All kinds of moves and styles are blended seamlessly, and they come at your fingertips, and even begin to faintly engrave their own understanding and perception.

A small creak.

The door was pushed open.

Shi Huishou came in from the outside, shaking off the snowflakes on his body.

"My lord, the two corpses in that dark alley have also been cleaned up, and the bag of meat has also been brought back."

Wei Tao slowly opened his eyes, "Have you cleaned up the iron nails, daggers and darts that fell on the ground?"

Shi Hui said, "Young master, don't worry, except for the collapsed stone walls and houses that are difficult to recover, everything else has been cleaned up, and it is difficult for anyone to find any clues."

"Good job." Wei Tao nodded, and raised his hand a little tiredly, "I will rest here today, if I have nothing else to do, let the assembled brothers disperse."

Just as Shi Huishou was about to go out, he suddenly remembered something.

Turning around, "There is another situation that needs to be reported to the young master."

"Tell me." Wei Tao closed his eyes and rested his mind, his body surface was still steaming.

"Young Master should already know about the Iron Legs faction's fire last night."

"En." Wei Tao nodded, "Get to the point."

Shi Hui first said, "When we were monitoring Chen Chengshan before, the people we deployed didn't evacuate all the time, in order to continue to monitor the movements of the Iron Legs faction and prevent them from making sudden and abnormal actions."

Wei Tao opened his eyes, "So, what did you guys discover?"

Shi Huishou nodded, "When the fire broke out, some brothers who were hiding on the top of the nearby building saw that a woman in white clothes and skirt had killed Lu Yishang, the leader of the Iron Legs faction.
Afterwards, another man in a white robe appeared, killing the disciples of the Iron Legs sect. "

"Has he seen clearly what those two people look like?"

"The distance is a bit far, and at most, men and women can only be roughly distinguished. This is because of the reflection of the fire."

"I see." Wei Tao thought for a moment, "White clothes, white skirts, and white robes, this matter may not be as simple as a vendetta. You should stop investigating and let those people hide for a while."

"Young master, don't worry, I arranged for them to hide separately last night."

"Okay, wait for me to rest for two days and see them in person."

Wei Tao closed his eyes again, "I will ask someone to stew the meat in a while, and the medicine will use the recipe I gave you last time."

"I'll go down and make arrangements." Shi Huishou put out the lights and closed the door lightly.

........................

It snowed for two days in a row.

The entire Cangyuan City is covered in silver,
Everywhere is pure white.

Wei Tao came out of the martial arts gym and walked towards his home on Yufang Street.

More than 30 catties of black meat, supplemented with various medicinal materials, not only replenished the energy and blood consumed in that night battle, but even the physical condition was better than before.

He was thinking about what to eat when he got home tonight.

Suddenly, a man in Tsing Yi came out from the darkness, brushed past Wei Tao, and quickly disappeared into the night.

At the next intersection, Wei Tao chose the opposite direction to go home, braved the increasing wind and snow, walked along the long street, and finally stopped outside a closed restaurant.

Squeak.

The door panel was opened a gap.

Wei Tao stepped in and went up to the second floor guided by an oil lamp.

Came to a box with the windows sealed with a black cloth.

"Young Master Wei."

There are already people waiting in the box.

Wei Tao took off his bamboo hat, patted off the snowflakes on his clothes, and sat down opposite.

"Shi Huishou, why did you meet so mysteriously?"

"My lord, something has happened." Shi Huishou's eyes were gloomy, like a deep pool under the light of the oil lamp.

"What happened?" Wei Tao asked.

There was a rhythmic knock on the door outside the box.

After a while, the man in black that he met on the street just came in,
Put a few dishes of side dishes and a jug of soju on the table, and backed out without saying a word.

Shi Huishou poured two glasses of wine, drank his own in one gulp, and then said, "Those brothers are all missing."

Wei Tao didn't drink, but slowly turned the cold porcelain cup, thinking slowly, "You mean those who monitor the Iron Legs faction?"

"It's them."

Shi Huishou's face turned pale, and he poured himself a glass of shochu, "I let them hide that night, and later, the young master said that he would see them when he recovered, so I asked someone to inform them this morning .”

Speaking of this, he shuddered inexplicably, "Then, these people all disappeared last night."

Wei Tao frowned, "Did you leave any clues?"

"I only found a line of handwriting scribbled in charcoal under one person's bed."

Shi Huishou exhaled slowly, and his voice trembled when he spoke again.

"He wrote, there are ghosts..."

"Ghost, killing people."

(End of this chapter)