startled autumn

Twilight falls into the night, and the moon rises on the top of the tip, and the flowing clouds are vaguely visible, like a water cage.

Outside the city, the east wind was blowing, and it was warm and cold again, which probably caused a hundred birds to return to their nests. In the quiet night, only the wheels were rumbling, horseshoes were rattling, and a carriage was hurriedly rushing to the capital.

The person in the car asked, "When will I be able to enter Beijing?"

The coachman replied loudly: "Hurry up, my lord, we didn't take the official route, so we should be able to enter the city in less than half an hour."

The person sitting in the car was Wei Dezheng, the inspector of the imperial court. Three months ago, he was ordered by the emperor to go to Liaodong to investigate the ins and outs of the local official business. Now that he has the key evidence, he made a long-distance raid and returned to Beijing overnight , ready to report the achievements of this trip to the Holy Majesty.

A gust of wind stirred the grass.

The wheels stopped suddenly, and accompanied by the neighing of the horse, Wei Dezheng opened the car door, wondering, "Why did it stop?"

As soon as the words were finished, the coachman sitting at the front fell back and landed in Wei Dezheng's arms. Wei Dezheng quickly smelled an unpleasant smell of blood, and when he looked down, the coachman's abdomen had already been stabbed A dagger as thin as a cicada's wing, only to hear him say with difficulty: "My lord, run quickly..."

The coachman was originally from the quack and was hired to protect his safety along the way.

Cold sweat dripped down Wei Dezheng's forehead. When he looked up, he saw several ghostly figures appearing in front of the car at some point. They were dressed in nocturnal costumes. The leader was wearing a white mask, and the rest were covered with black scarves. The long sword, the body of the sword radiates cold light, and each stroke shows the murderous intent of barking its teeth and claws.

"Who are you?" Wei Dezheng clenched the dagger in his sleeve.

No one answered.

Wei Dezheng looked around, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

After a while, the masked man in the center said, "You are Wei Dezheng, returning to Beijing from Liaodong, right?"

Wei Dezheng laughed loudly: "I said no, do you believe it? Since you came prepared, why bother to ask me again!"

The masked man said indifferently: "Do it."

Wei Dezheng couldn't help pressing his heart, and there was a thick account book in his clothes. Even if he was about to die, he couldn't help but think that he knew very few people during this trip to Gu County, and who had a connection? Knowing this, why do you still have to send someone to kill him?

"It's His Royal Highness..." He suddenly realized.

The sword light was already attacking him, Wei Dezheng closed his eyes firmly.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, things reversed instantly.

A white feather arrow whizzed from the side and rear, and directly hit the left shoulder of the masked man.

"You are so bold, how dare you rob and kill the imperial court officials!" On the hills on both sides, dozens of elite guards of the capital slid down, armed with sabers, and surrounded the place in an instant. Behind Wei Dezheng, Han Yuan led several people. Archer, riding a war horse, with a cracked stone longbow in his hand, with a sharp expression, "The capital guards are handling the case, and they will be arrested if they are not tied up!"

The masked man snapped off the arrow feather with his bare hands. Regardless of the fact that the arrowhead was still embedded in the flesh, he turned his sword and pointed it in Han Yuan's direction, ordering the other killers in a low voice, "Be sure to break out of the encirclement."

In the shadow of swords and swords, Han Yuan held a thick-backed long knife and went back and forth with the masked man with the injured left shoulder several times. He already knew that although this man was injured, his martial arts attainments were not shallow, even much higher than his subordinates.

Han Yuan fought in Liaodong when he was young, and all his martial arts were honed from the battlefield. The masked man responded to several moves with his sword, but he never lost the wind. In an instant, his long sword slanted and changed vertically and horizontally several times. , the place where the swords meet is like a spring thunder suddenly breaking, and the invisible sword energy swaying, seems to be able to split the sky and the earth.

Han Yuan didn't show it on the face, but he was shocked in his heart and said: It's really Misty Rain's life!

If it is impossible to be sure what kind of sword technique the murderer used just from the sword wound on the corpse, then now that Han Yuan saw it with his own eyes, he has to admit that this is indeed Mo Yi's unique martial art Yan Yuping's sixteen moves .

Moreover, this is the last eight formulas.

The first eight moves of Yan Yu's life have been around for a long time. Although they are simple and easy to learn, they are also suitable for tempering the foundation of swordsmanship; while the last eight moves, which are beyond the reach of gods and ghosts, were created by Daoist Yijian. The changes are extremely complicated. Fast as lightning, although there are only eight moves, they are changeable everywhere, and can form a net; not only that, sword learners must practice the high-level Mo Yi mental method, and use Qi to enter the sword, with no distractions and harmony of the two phases.

Therefore, even though everyone in the world can recognize Yan Yupingsheng, no one can become a self-taught person just by seeing him at a glance.

Han Yuan shouted: "Who the hell are you?!"

He never expected that a traitor would really appear inside Mo Yi.

The masked man smiled coldly, the laughter was so light that Han Yuan didn't hear it, he just thought the other party was silent, his hand was ruthless, and it was a top-down knife, it's a pity that the masked man's martial arts were indeed better than him, but With a swirl of the sword and a touch of his toe, he took a few steps back, and behind him was just a gap that was suddenly torn open in the encirclement.

The masked man turned around to run away, Han Yuan was about to catch up, but was stopped by the opponent's subordinates one after another.

"Catch them all alive!" Han Yuan said angrily, "Catch up, don't let him escape!"

It's a pity that following a sudden burst of smoke, the masked "Mo Yi traitor" led the two of them to gradually disappear into the smoke. Although Han Yuan caught a few of his men, he was still very depressed and bent over Remove the jaw of a masked man in his hand, lest he commit suicide by swallowing poison, "These people will be searched carefully first, and then I will interrogate them one by one."

The deputy commander said in a low voice: "The criminals fled in a hurry, and they must leave traces."

Han Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "What nonsense, why don't you go after him?!"

After the catastrophe, Wei Dezheng grabbed Han Yuan's arm and said pleasantly, "General Han! It's General Han!"

Han Yuan smiled and said, "I am the commander of the capital guards now, what generals, that was all 15 years ago."

"If it wasn't for you today, I'm afraid my life will be accounted for here." Wei Dezheng paused, then asked suspiciously, "Commander Han, how do you know I'm going back to Beijing today?"

Han Yuan said in a deep voice: "I received a report from someone saying that the inspector censor Wei Dezheng would be assassinated on the way back to Beijing today, so I must go to stop it. I thought I would rather believe it than believe it. , and led people to ambush along the road, unexpectedly saved you."

Wei Dezheng: "Who is the person who reported it?"

Han Yuan: "I don't know."

Wei Dezheng frowned and said: "I bear the emperor's order, and there must be a reason for being assassinated. I'm afraid that some people have a guilty conscience and want to kill me to silence me and prevent me from returning to Beijing to see the Holy Majesty. Commander Han, please don't lie to me."

Han Yuan scratched the back of his head and said word by word: "I really don't know. I can't find the source of this report letter, but what is written in it is convincing, so I will try my luck."

Hearing what he said, Wei Dezheng also knew that there was no need for him to lie, so he shook his head and said, "No matter what, please ask Commander Han to escort me back to the capital as soon as possible."

"The capital is not safe either." Han Yuan thought for a moment, and suggested, "Master Wei, why not stay at the capital guard tonight, and enter the palace tomorrow morning."

Naturally, Wei Dezheng had no objection.

The two chatted for a few words, and the deputy commander went forward to report: "My lord, someone has confessed."

So fast?Han Yuan looked at him incredulously, and asked, "What did you say?"

"They confessed that someone ordered them to commit the previous major cases in the capital, and of course this time included the assassination of Mr. Wei."

"Everyone knows that someone ordered this, who exactly is it?" Han Yuan asked with a frown.

The deputy commander replied: "This, they refuse to say."

Han Yuan: "Take me back for interrogation."

Sending people to send Wei Dezheng back to Beijing, Han Yuan led the people to follow the footprints and bloodstains, all the way to a valley, beyond the valley is a dense forest, the closer you get, the clearer the sound of a sword can be heard.

Han Yuan asked softly: "What sect is here?" He hasn't been back to the capital for many years, so he doesn't know the details.

The deputy commander said firmly: "Except for Mo Yi and Chi Pei, there are no other sects in the suburbs of Beijing."

"In that case, seal it up on the spot." Han Yuan ordered.

Although the night went straight to dawn, fortunately there were only a few courtyards in the valley, and the number of people was not too large, so they were suppressed all at once. Han Yuan led people to search everywhere, and the deputy commander was also amazed: " I never thought that there is such a place in the capital." Then he added in a low voice, "The remaining gangsters, who were seriously injured, were hiding in various places in the room, and we found them all, except for the mask. people."

Han Yuan said angrily, "This made him escape?"

The deputy commander bowed his head and persuaded: "Since their lair has been exposed, we can be regarded as having an explanation to the Holy One, so please relax."

Han Yuan: "What do you know, that masked man... Forget it, you don't understand even if I tell you."

The deputy commander said with a smile: "I don't understand, please explain in detail."

"They were going to kill Wei Dezheng, but someone suddenly tipped us off and led us to arrest the murderer, isn't it strange?" Han Yuan shook his head, frowning, "That masked man has already taken his people away, how could the sky be so high and the sea be so wide? Not going? Have you ever seen someone who knew he was being tracked, but ran all the way back to his house, revealing the truth?"

Someone reported: "We have found a few things, and please dispose of them."

Han Yuan took a closer look, clenched his fists, "This is..."

The deputy commander said softly: "Mo Yi Xingyi."

There were several pieces of clothes spread out on the ground, all in the style of the crow blue running clothes worn by Mo Yi's low-ranking disciples.

"This piece of clothing is one piece for everyone here."

Han Yuan approached the group of young sword-playing disciples who were squatting aside, stretched out his hand and pulled up the skirt of one of them, raised his eyebrows and said, "Where is your master?" He used to be a general for a long time, once he raised his aura, it would be difficult for ordinary people to resist.

The young disciple had only practiced swords here for a few months before he was seized by the Jingcheng Guards, he said in panic, "Master, Master is not here."

Han Yuan: "Where did he go?"

The young disciple flinched and said: "Master has no trace, he only comes back occasionally, and he only talks to the brothers... The brothers came back tonight covered in blood, and we don't know what happened."

Han Yuan sneered and said, "Although you don't know where your master is, you don't even know your master's name."

"Shen Zhiqiu." He shouted, his eyes were extremely sincere, "My master is Mo Yi's Shen Zhiqiu."