a ruthless swordsman

47.

"I passed by Cangzhou a few days ago, and I happened to be investigating the theft of the archives in Cangshu Pavilion. One of the clues pointed to that Miss Cheng. When I found her...she was indeed in a bad condition."

My dad really has enough fun!

I pretended to take my mother to enjoy the peach blossoms and relive old dreams, but sent the third senior brother to check things he was too lazy to do.

I despised my father rebelliously in my heart.

He couldn't hear anyway.

"Just put it in your heart at this time," Third Senior Brother stood up suddenly, "Little Junior Brother, I'll take you back to your room."

The way he averted his eyes when he didn't want to say something was always so blunt.

But now I looked at him and seemed to be able to see through what he was thinking, so I tested him: "Senior Brother, the Qunhaohui is a rare event, if you leave today, you will lose a good name in the world." Here's the chance."

"Xiao Chu..."

"Do you want to ask, how do I know that you are leaving?" I smiled at him, and knelt down on his knees, "Miss Cheng is related to the theft of the file, and has an undisclosed relationship with Senior Brother Lin Qing. Relationship. Cangzhou is very close to Lishui City. When I came here, it was because my father wanted to enjoy the peach blossoms on a whim, so I stayed there for two more days. I will definitely not stay in Cangzhou when I return. If I don’t go to Miss Cheng now, I will It has been delayed for a long time."

The third brother's arms were hanging stiffly on his knees, I wanted to make trouble with him, so I leaned over and put my head in his palm to act like a spoiled child, "Senior brother, isn't it?"

"……Yes."

now it's right.

I raised my head: "Brother, you... can you take me with you?"

These words came out almost without thinking, and even I was a little surprised.

These days in Lingxiao Mountain Villa are very boring, obviously it is the first time to go out to see the world, but it seems that Jianghu is not the happy kindness and hatred I imagined, nor is everyone a heroic hero.

For example, Gong Rucheng of the Liuhe faction.

What's even more strange is that I always vaguely remember that many things have gone through, and there is a vague idea in my mind. If I go to the bottom of it carefully, I still can't grasp the thread.

The words I blurted out just now were also nonsensical, but they seemed to have been brewing in my heart for a long time, and finally I was able to lift the cover.

The third senior brother stared at me blankly for a while, his black and clear pupils reflected a blurry outline.

I braced myself for rejection, but instead I heard him say, "Okay."

48.

The night is as dark as water, covered by nebula.

The third senior brother acted resolutely, and wrote a concise letter with a few strokes.

The envelope fell gently on the table, and I suddenly remembered an extremely important matter, I grabbed his arm and asked, "Senior brother, what about tomorrow's competition?"

The third senior brother blew out the candles in the room, and said without emotion: "It's okay."

...is it really okay?

He seemed to hear what I was thinking, and added, "Master won't mind."

I was almost pissed off by him: "The hero list is only opened once every five years, I mean you missed this opportunity, you have to wait a few more years to become famous in the world!"

"I don't mind either." Following this sentence was a deep and short laugh, and the third senior brother tapped my wrist lightly, saying: "Let's go."

The scale of Lingxiao Villa is huge, and there are people guarding the four gates of the east, west, north, south, and twelve hours a day.The guard at the west gate was Mr. Lu, he recognized me and the third senior brother, and after a few explanations, he opened the west gate and let us out, and even borrowed us a horse from the stable.

There are no passengers on the ferry at night, so you can only take the mountain road.

The wind howled, and the third senior brother held me sitting in front with one arm, and held the rein with the other hand, and rode the horse over the cliff.

I yawned: "Brother, are you coming to Cangzhou soon?"

Lishui City extends in all directions, and connects Cangzhou in the south. Both water and land routes are cheap. Although it takes a short detour to ride a horse, it doesn't take much time.

"It will arrive before dawn."

I looked up at the sky, thinking that I was almost there, so I quickly dispelled my sleepiness.

49.

That Miss Cheng's residence is really a bit remote.

She is more like a hermit who lives alone, and built a thatched house behind the dense forest at the foot of the mountain.

The fog in the mountains was thick in the early morning. I rubbed my eyes, but I could only see the road under my feet, and it was hard to tell if I walked a few feet further.

The third brother got off his horse, tied the horse to the thick black mortar at the entrance of the dense forest, and said in a low voice: "Little brother, follow closely."

I nodded repeatedly, stretched out my hand to grab a part of his sleeve, and asked in a low voice: "Senior brother, is it inappropriate for us two men to visit a girl's house rashly?"

I don't know if that Cheng girl will be frightened by the two of us.

The third senior brother was about to answer, when his palm suddenly moved to Tai Su's body, he hurriedly said: "Go!"

I was startled, and before I could think about what happened, he grabbed my wrist.The third senior brother's lightness kung fu is excellent, and without my burden, he can still move briskly through the forest.

At the same time, I heard voices that did not belong to the two of us.

The sound of bows and crossbows is different from that of swords, guns, swords and halberds. When the bow is drawn, the taut strings are extremely dull, but at this moment it is exceptionally clear.

A drop of morning dew slid down the mud and blended into the ground silently. I almost heard the sound of feathered arrows flying past my ears, as if they would pierce into my flesh and blood in the next moment.

The third senior brother caught the feather arrow that pierced through the air with his bare hands.

The wind engulfed the feather arrow, and the internal force contained in the tail cut his palm instantly.

The smell of blood is everywhere in the mountains in the early morning.

The third senior brother held the wounding object in his hand, Tai Su pulled out of the sheath in response, blocking the second and third feather arrows that followed.

We finally arrived at the hut.

I also saw clearly the man with the bow on the treetop.

This person was dressed as a dark guard, and was dressed in black night clothes. He couldn't meet the third senior brother, and hurriedly flew down and fled outside the forest.

"Don't chase."

When the sky was bright, the third senior brother saw through my plan at a glance, and raised his hand to stop me.

I grabbed his left hand, and the sharpness of the feather arrow cut off the lines on the palm, revealing a dark red blood hole, which pierced straight into my eyes.

In my heart, I scolded the thief who killed a thousand swords thousands of times. It was obviously not my body, but I felt wronged somehow, and said depressedly: "It's my fault that I came in a hurry, and I didn't have a gold creation on me." medicine."

"Small injury." The third senior brother spoke concisely, heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "Fortunately, he came in time."

timely?

I froze for a moment, and a woman in commoner clothes hobbled out of the hut.Her face was extremely pale, and her ribs were obviously an untreated arrow wound, and tears flowed out: "Thank you both for saving each other..."

She held on to her skirt and was about to kneel down, but instead, I saw her slightly swollen belly.With a buzzing sound in my head, I rushed over to help her up regardless of the defenses of men and women: "Don't kneel!"

"You don't need to thank me." The third senior brother took a few steps forward and pulled me behind him, "The injury is serious."

The woman with a beautiful face in front of her should be Miss Cheng. She struggled to straighten up the tree trunk, and said: "The humble house is simple, and there are still some wound medicines. If you two don't dislike it, you can go to the guest room to rest for a while."

Miss Cheng was as careful as a hair, and she saw the wound on the third senior brother's hand with a glance.

But the wound on her ribs is also terrifying to look at, I couldn't help but say: "Your wound..."

There were still tears in her eyes, but she smiled a little, blessed her body slightly, "Young Master Lao is concerned, compared to life, this is a minor injury."

I swallowed all the words of comfort in my chest, so I nodded, followed her guidance, and stepped into this thatched cottage with my third senior brother.

Miss Cheng went back into her boudoir, took out a roll of cloth strips and a bottle of Jinchuang medicine, and pointed to the courtyard: "You two young heroes, the water in the water tank is clean."

I couldn't see a pregnant woman getting injured and still keeping her feet off the ground, so I rubbed my hands awkwardly and dragged the third senior brother to clean up the wound so that she could catch her breath.

The blood on the third senior brother's palm has dried, I carefully wiped it clean, and now I have figured it out.

The man with the bow was aiming at Miss Cheng.