Martial Arts of the Ming Dynasty: Salted Fish and Jin Yiwei in the Imperial City

Ye Lanchu is not pretending to be aggressive here, but is accepting today's sign-in.

[Today's check-in item: Red Sleeve Knife! 】

During the recent period, all the people who signed in were daily necessities, and there were really very few things about martial arts.

Ye Lan was a little surprised that a weapon suddenly appeared.

Yin Cheng and Pei Lun had already dispersed, waiting for Ye Lan to send a signal.

But in the heavy rain, Ye Lan was not in a hurry.

Letting the horse hide from the rain, he himself came under the eaves, stood with his back to the wall, and merged with the shadows.

Only the occasional flash of lightning can reveal a trace.

On his waist is an Xiuchun knife, which is the standard weapon of the Jinyiwei.

But in his left sleeve, a dagger suddenly slipped out!

The blade is transparent, and the blade is crimson, like transparent glass with crimson bone ridges inlaid, so that the light of the blade reflects water red.

In this black rainy night, the amber-like short knife is more like a hidden demon that is grinning and choosing to eat someone!

Red Sleeve Knife!

Red Sleeve Dream Pillow is the first cut!

This is the reputation of its owner, Su Mengzhen.

Gently poking at the wall behind him, it was smoother than cutting tofu, without a knife handle!

On the side is a sharp magic weapon.

"Oh, it's a pity, it's too delicate if it's not long or short."

It's not because Ye Lan doesn't like this knife because there is no matching red sleeve knife technique.

It was just because he felt that this knife did not match his temperament.

"Give it to Miaotong sometime, and let her have a means of self-defense."

Ye Lan kept it in her sleeve, and it can still be used now.

In the past half a year, Ye Lan also made statistics for himself, which can roughly summarize his current situation.

Skills: Sign in to get 50 years of internal skills, the peak of the innate realm.

This is the big gift bag he got at the Lantern Festival.

Internal Strength: Beidou Dafa (Nine Yin Scriptures)

Moves: Nine Yin Scriptures contain moves, one word sword drawing

Lightness Kung Fu: Spiral Nine Shadows

The Nine Yin Scriptures were obtained by signing in the big gift package during the Spring Festival.

Weapon: Standard embroidery spring knife.

Now add a red sleeve knife.

If you just look at it from the panel, Ye Lan can now be said to be a proper master of the rivers and lakes.

But in fact, the rivers and lakes can not only be passed by just looking at the panels.

It is not uncommon for peerless masters to be poisoned to death by villains.

Especially Ye Lan knew that there were people from the ancient world in this world, so she was more careful in doing things.

Those are old Yin coins, hard to guard against!

Boom!

A thunderstorm brought Ye Lan back to his senses.

After salting fish for so long, I habitually began to diverge my thinking...

Ye Lan shook the rainwater that fell on her body, and was about to make a dignified invasion from the gate, forcing Yizhimei to react.

Before the foot stepped out of the shadow, another group of cavalry came rushing from a distance.

"Huh? It can't be Shen Lian and the others, right?"

Ye Lan recalled the news she heard in the Jinyiwei hall, and slowly began to frown.

"It's best not to disturb me! Otherwise, I won't have as good juice as you!"

Ye Lan stepped out of the shadows when the cavalry roared past.

Shen Lian and the others brought nearly 50 people with them, so what could happen?

what? !

There are more than 200 younger brothers of Wei Zhongxian?

Please!

That's Jin Yiwei!

Super fierce!

Ye Lan straightly pushed open the door of the inn, and a large gust of wind and rain poured in.

The guests who were still in the hall suddenly jumped up and down.

"Mother Gan Lin..."

"Who opens the door without eyes?!"

"Nothing to do when you're full? Which melon?!"

"..."

People from all over the world gathered here.

Listening to the various accents, Ye Lan still had a smile on her face.

Well, we are Jin Yiwei, the face of the royal family!

Quality people, don't get angry.

With a flick of his shoulders, Jin Yiwei's special raincoat fell to the ground, revealing a black Jinyiwei flying fish suit.

"Jin Yiwei is doing business, idlers leave!"

The scene suddenly fell silent.

If people in the Jianghu say that they don't have two lives in their hands, then maybe even his grandma wouldn't believe it.

The quacks gathered here, seeing this Jin Yiwei's nonsensical words, thought they had committed something.

You look at me, I look at you.

The scene was suddenly awkward.

Tell me, who is an idler!

"Huh? You're not leaving? Then it seems that you are not idlers anymore? Why don't you go to my Imperial Guard Prison?"

Ye Lan smiled like a spring breeze.

The words made everyone shudder.

Prison? !

Hell go!

Do not!

Ghosts don't go!

A big man can't hold back his face anymore, face is not as important as a small life.

"Hahaha! So it's Jin Yiwei who came here! Ah~ah! It's late, I'm going to bed! I'm going to the market tomorrow morning!"

"Oh! Yes! Eighth, wait for me, let's sleep together today!"

"what......"

Everyone felt that it was not the torrential rain, but the rain in the Chrysanthemum Department.

However, they also took advantage of this conversation and retreated one after another.

Obviously, as long as this Jin Yiwei didn't stop them, they were all idlers who should retreat.

Ye Lan walked towards the stairs on the second floor step by step and nodded.

"That's good. Go to bed early and wake up early to keep your health healthy. Don't stretch your head when you hear the noise, or you won't lose your head..."

Everyone didn't dare to speak, and just walked towards their private rooms.

Just kidding!

How can people in their Jianghu have the heart to take care of Jin Yiwei's affairs?

To arrest people and kill people at Six Doors, Hulong Villa, etc., we have to pay attention to some evidence.

Jinyiwei......

Ha ha.

They are proof!

Chapter 11 Hearing the sound and withdrawing, water and fire will not work

When I came to a private room at the end of the corridor on the second floor, four figures were reflected by the candlelight inside.

Ye Lan didn't reach out to push the door open, but took a closer look at the four motionless figures.

"Tsk, you really deserve to be the protagonist, you're clever enough."

Ye Lan turned and walked towards the wall.

Suddenly, he punched a big hole in the wall, and looked at Fengyun outside.

In the stormy street, the four figures disappeared from sight amidst the thunder and lightning.

And at the pass not far from the inn, a warrior wearing a Jinyiwei uniform fell in the corner.

Obviously, he didn't even have a chance to send out a signal, and he was brought down by the four of Yizhimei.

"Not enough successes, more than failures, you can't hold back if you want to give you some credit!" Ye Lan gritted her teeth, feeling that things were starting to be troublesome.

He shot a signal arrow at Jin Yiwei who was lying in the corner.

The specially made signal arrows ignored the wind and rain and exploded in the dark night.

Yin Cheng and the others surrounded him within a few breaths, and then saw the brother lying in the corner.

Touched the neck.

Fortunately, angry!

Just got poked...

Look up again and look along the light.

In the big hole in the wall of the inn not far away, Ye Lan's face no longer had the smile of the past.

Yin Cheng couldn't help lowering his head, "Okay, Ye Zongqi hates accidents the most, but this guy didn't even have time to send out the signal..."

Pei Lun next to him had a much better mentality. He didn't work under Ye Lan, so he didn't know what the consequences would be if he got angry.

He bumped his younger brother with his elbow, and then clasped his fists to ask for instructions.

above.

Ye Lan's backlit figure made the Jinyi guards below feel a little chilly.

Suddenly, Ye Lan's voice reached Pei Lun's ears.

"Chase! Live or die!"

Then the sound came to other people's ears.

"You can't take the credit given to you, so don't blame me for doing it myself!"