different paths

Late at night, Ling Hanzhai.

Mei Dulin came back from the dojo under the moonlight with a biting cold air all over his body, the unsheathed sword was on his back, glowing faintly.After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and said coldly, "Come out."

A moment later, a figure slowly appeared behind the jagged rock, and the footsteps were barely audible.When the visitor walked under the clear light, the flute on his waist seemed to be a stream of solidified clear water, sparkling.

"You should know that Ling Hanzhai only caters to one type of people." Mei Dulin looked at the visitor with a blank expression, as if she was neither surprised nor angry at the arrival of this person, her expressionless eyes seemed to be watching General dead.

"You're still like this..." The visitor chuckled, and then spread his hands at Mei Dulin, "I'm here today to deliver a letter, nothing else."

Mei Dulin didn't care at all why he came here, she just glanced at him and said, "Ye Zanghua, where is your sword?"

The smile on Ye Zanghua's face froze, but soon, he regained his composure, and said calmly, "It's long gone."

"It's a pity." Mei Dulin held the hilt of the sheathless sword with his backhand, "If you still use the sword, you may be able to fight today." Before he finished speaking, a sharp sword energy surged all over his body, forcing him to fight. It makes people tremble instinctively.

Ye Zanghua naturally also felt the opponent's fighting intent, but after all, she had dealt with Mei Dulin for many years and knew his temperament, so she suppressed the urge to back down, and said calmly: "I said, I came here this time only to deliver a letter, nothing else." After he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and a letter flew out from his sleeve and fell into Mei Dulin's hands.

Mei Dulin unfolded the letter paper, and seeing the blood-red lines on it, her ice-cold face finally loosened a bit.

"If you want to know exactly how the master died, just follow the above instructions." Ye Zanghua said slowly, "If you go late, you will have nothing."

The death of Taihe Daoist is the secret of Taichong Sword Sect, and only the previous masters know the truth.To the outside world, even to the disciples of the faction, they all claimed that they were old and would go to the immortals with a crane.But in fact, before Ye Zanghua and Mei Dulin left their teachers, Taihe Zhenren, who was the head of the school at that time, suddenly disappeared.At that time, the Taichong sword style was intensified, and the conflict between the two sword sects intensified. In order not to cause panic among the sect, this matter was not reported, and several other real people took over the power of the sect head.For many years, Jianzong has never stopped looking for the whereabouts of the real Taihe, but until Ye Zanghua became the head of the sword sect, the whereabouts of the real Taihe is still unknown.

Regarding the whereabouts of this mentor who is also a teacher and a father, even Mei Dulin, who has always been unmoved by external things, can't help but worry about it.

Although Mei Dulin didn't say a word, Ye Zanghua had already seen his thoughts, smiled and said, "Besides, I'll send you another message. Jia Wujue and Yue Chentan have already rushed to the capital , since they are kind to you, if you don't want them to die too early, you'd better leave early."

He said this frankly, as if he was not the one who framed and framed Mei Dulin before.Ye Zanghua didn't act boldly, but he knew that Mei Dulin didn't care about all kinds of villainous actions against him.

This has been the case since she was a child, for the favors bestowed by others, Mei Dulin doesn't show it on the face, but remembers it clearly in her heart.As for those malicious words directed at him, whether it is conspiracy or scheming, he has always dismissed it, and will not put any energy on it at all.

This is Mei Dulin's arrogance.As someone who once hated this kind of arrogance, Ye Zanghua was very precise.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Mei Dulin was no longer indifferent.He didn't say a word, but turned around and walked away, which has explained a lot of things.The night is already deep, and what is deeper than the night is the standing figure of Ye Zanghua.He looked at the deep ink, and showed a smile, half sarcasm, half helpless.

At the same time, it was raining heavily at Duanlongyi, thousands of miles away.Although the inside of the post house was dilapidated, but fortunately the roof was very strong, even though it was raining violently outside, there was not a trace of rain leaking.On the contrary, the gate with two animal heads embedded in it is flashy, and when the wind blows, it opens wide like a gap.

A bonfire in the post house looks extra warm on this rainy night.Even warmer, there is a jug of wine boiling on the campfire.The jug was licked brightly by the flames, glowing orange, making people swallow involuntarily, wanting to taste the contents of the jug.

A group of unkempt people gathered around the bonfire, and everyone was staring at the wine jug, as if it was the most precious thing in the world at this moment.Suddenly, a short stick whirled a few times in the air, inserted it obliquely into the iron hook on which the wine pot was hung, and lifted the thing roasted on the fire, including the hook and the pot, to a corner of the post house. .

Strange to say, this short stick looked ordinary, but it was steady when it picked up the flagon, until the flagon fell into someone else's hands, it didn't spill anything.

The person who "steals wine" in the air held the jug, raised his head and took a big mouthful, then wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and sighed: "Good wine!"

"Elder Qiu!!"

A group of people around the campfire turned their heads and glared at this shameless wine thief.

Qiu Wanzhan rested his pillow on the pile of straw, shook the wine pot in his hand, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Hunqiu, I'll taste it for you first to see if it's poisonous. How can it be called stealing?"

However, the beggar gang disciples beside the bonfire didn't appreciate it, and still stared at him angrily.

Seeing this, Qiu Wanzhan had no choice but to say: "Okay, okay, why don't you give it back to you? I'll just... smell it again." After finishing speaking, he leaned close to the mouth of the pot and took a deep breath, then frowned and poured the wine As soon as the pot was thrown away, only a "clang" was heard, and the wine pot returned to the campfire steadily.

The beggar gang disciples were satisfied now, and boasted: "Elder Qiu's skill is really good!"

Just as Qiu Wanzhan wanted to chuckle, he heard those boys say, "But you can't steal wine all the time if you are good at work!"

"That's right!" Everyone responded one after another.

Qiu Wanzhan scolded with a smile: "You bastards—"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped talking, and said with a solemn expression: "Who? Come out!"

The beggar gang disciples who were making a fuss all stopped smiling when they heard his drink, and all looked towards the door together.There was only a "boom", and the night wind with moisture slammed open the door, and the sound of crackling rain came straight into the house.

There is wind and rain, but there is no one.

But the more so, the expression of everyone in the post house became more serious, Qiu Wanzhan slowly sat up from the pile of straw, and put one hand on the flower stick at hand.

"Crack-"

A thunderbolt flashed, and the snow-white electric light dazzled people's eyes.However, whiter and more menacing than the electric light, there is also the light of the knife breaking through the top.At the moment when the lightning struck the sky, dozens of figures broke through the roof, and the sharp knife light ruthlessly swung at the people in the posthouse.Although the visitors were all masked and dressed in black, they all held wild goose-wing knives in their hands. The blades were thin and shiny, full of bloodthirsty desires.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Beggar Clan immediately picked up their long sticks and fought with this group of uninvited guests, but for some reason, every time they made a move, they always felt that they were seen through by the other party, and they were restrained everywhere.The strength of the two sides is equal, they can always find the other side's flaws, but they are also seen through by the other side.

After dozens of rounds, both groups of people were panting like cows, but the situation was still stalemate.

"Obviously you beat a dog, why do you have to put on dog skin?"

Qiu Wanzhan's voice suddenly appeared behind several masked people, and those people were obviously shocked when they heard the words, and their movements froze for a moment.In just this moment, Qiu Wanzhan's flower stick slashed heavily towards the opponent's Baihui acupoint, and it only took one inch to crush his skull and kill him on the spot.

The coiled flower stick with a decisive and evil spirit is completely different from Qiu Wanzhan's usual style of laughing and cursing. When he approached the masked man with the momentum of thunder, he was forced by the momentum so that his legs became weak, and he couldn't help shaking his body. Short, with a "boom", knelt down on the ground.

"Get up." Qiu Wanzhan stood in front of him condescendingly, and tapped his nose with a flower stick.

The masked men behind him were stunned by his swift attack. Seeing that his back was facing him and flirting with each other, they raised their knives and slashed at Qiu Wanzhan's back.

"I just said, let him get up." The flower stick in Qiu Wanzhan's hand seemed to have eyes, and he "cracked" the tip of the knife that was attacked by several people, and then spun and sprinted, "bang bang" Several times, they directly hit the masked man's knees, and these people felt a sharp pain in their knees, their bodies swayed, and they all fell to the ground.

After this fight, those people all turned pale when they touched their legs, but Qiu Wanzhan stood where he was, without moving.

As soon as the masked man in front of him got up from the ground tremblingly, he felt his chest protrude, and Qiu Wanzhan's flower stick was pressed against his heart with no weight or weight.He looked up at Qiu Wanzhan, who actually smiled at him: "Which one is at the helm?"

As soon as the words came out, the masked man's eyes flashed wildly, and just about to open his mouth, he heard Qiu Wanzhan say: "Think it over, let's talk."

His tone was very calm, but it sounded more serious than threats to his ears. The masked man was dripping with cold sweat, looking at his brother on the ground who also showed panic, and at Qiu Wanzhan who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he was in a dilemma.

"Can't tell?" Qiu Wanzhan laughed, like chatting with acquaintances, and said very casually, "Or help you narrow the scope a little? Which sub-helm are you from Tianmen, Jiude, or Mianchi?"

The three sub-helms of Tianmen, Jiude, and Mianchi are precisely the sub-helms that are fully controlled by the elders of the Jingyi Sect of the Beggars' Gang.

Having said this, the masked men who were beaten to pieces knew that their identities had already been exposed.Qiu Wanzhan saw that they were in doubt, stroked his right cheek with his hand, and laughed loudly: "You don't really think that with the goose-wing knife, you are from the Eagle Department of Yuqian, right? Fortunately, Jing Although the old Buxiu of the Yi School are not very good-natured, they taught kung fu well. Even though you are holding knives, you can use this snake-repelling stick technique."

These words made the faces of those people turn blue and white, I don't know whether they are praising them for their solid skills or belittling them for not being flexible.

"Okay," Qiu Wanzhan didn't bother with them any more, and seemed to have no intention of taking their lives. He just asked curiously, "Don't you people from the Clean Clothes School like to be clean the most? It's a stormy day, so you came to me specially." Hunqiu, aren't you afraid of getting your clothes dirty?"

The masked man at the mouth of his stick heard the string song and knew the elegance, and hurriedly said: "It's the little ghost who was confused and confused for a while, the elder just asked us to come here to delay the itinerary of Elder Qiu, and didn't want to endanger the dirty clothes. brother's life."

"Oh?" Qiu Wanzhan smiled when he heard the words, "I'm afraid this is the opposite. However, if you are really sent to take my life, you must not have a good relationship with that elder."

Apparently what he said was right, the masked man lowered his head and clenched his hands into fists.

"That's all." Qiu Wanzhan raised his sleeves nonchalantly, "If you don't want to die, just leave quickly. When the next wave of people come and see you are still there, you will definitely not survive."

The masked man looked at Qiu Wanzhan in amazement, not only because he had been pointed out to survive, but also because the long-planned interception operation of the Clean Clothes Sect seemed to be under his control.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you leave!" Qiu Wanzhan moved his wrist forward, and the end of the flower stick hit the masked man's heart gently, "If you don't leave, it will be too late." After finishing speaking, He also glanced at the masked man who was stunned on the ground. He didn't say this to just one person.

The masked man hesitated and said, "Elder Qiu, then... what should you do next?"

The long stick in his hand flipped a few flowers, Qiu Wanzhan smiled with a bit of madness: "If you have the ability, just come."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the Broken Dragon Station, which stood alone in the strong wind, always welcomed more people than sent them away.

Moonlit night, ruined temple.

In front of the temple hung two tattered white paper lanterns, emitting a miserable light.

Suddenly, the temple door covered with cobwebs was pushed open, and a figure flashed in.He was holding a palace lantern in his hand, and as soon as he entered the temple, he heard a slight "poof", and the palace lantern went out.

It was quiet all around, only he could hear the breathing of one person, but he knew that in the darkness, someone was already waiting here.

"See the king." He was always proud and never wanted to call himself a slave.

Fortunately, the other party didn't mind, and said slowly: "My lord Zhang Yin's actions are interesting. This king is the first time I see a private meeting at night and I have to carry a lantern."

The person known as "Palmprint" frowned in the dark, and said in a bad tone: "Please tell me the truth, it seems that it is not suitable for you and me to make such a joke."

The other party smiled "heh" and said in a clear voice, "Don't worry about Xue's palm prints, sometimes you are too impatient, but it will backfire."

"Xue's palm print" snorted: "If Wang is not in a hurry, why bother to call me out?"

"This king was thinking about Xue's palm print, but I didn't expect it to fall." "Wang" replied calmly, with appropriate grievances in his voice.

"Xue's palm print" sneered: "If the prince is really such a kind person, he is much better than your brothers."

Faced with such straightforward irony, the "Wang" acted as if he hadn't heard of it, and instead took over the words: "Xue Zhangyin really thinks so? This king also thinks that the position of the Lord of the World is only appropriate if a good person sits. "

This sentence was also straightforward, and finally a crack appeared on the proud face of "Xue Zhangyin", he was a little surprised and said: "You..."

"Wang" interrupted him and said: "This king knows who you are working for. But if you continue to work, your little brother may die soon."

"Xue's palm print" was stunned, silent for a while, and finally gritted his teeth: "What do you want?"

Capital City, Wuxiang Temple.

Although it is called a "temple", it is actually a tile city.The monks' houses are scattered here, and the two verandahs in the atrium can accommodate thousands of people. From the mountain gate to the temple, there are all business travelers who come to buy and sell.There are all kinds of stalls selling rare birds and animals near the mountain gate, and all kinds of daily utensils along the way. In the atrium, there are screen curtains, saddles, bows and arrows, and dried fruits in the stalls, which are lively and lively, near the Buddha Hall The place where there is a cultivator is the territory of practitioners, the candied fruit of Wang Daoren, the pen of Elder Zhao, the ink of Layman Pan, and the embroidery of Master Yu.

Jia Wuchai loved to join in the fun, and ran up and down the stone steps several times with his hands behind his back, before finally seeing all the novelties along the way.He stopped in front of a spice stall, watched the stall owner skillfully sort the mixed spices, squatted down, and said, "Boss, how do you sell this benzoin?"

The boss looked up at him: "Little brother, you are late, this benzoin has already been ordered."

"Is the market so good now?" Jia Wuchai asked curiously.

"No!" The boss said cheerfully, "Benzoin is in high demand in the capital these days. If you want to buy it, little brother, I'm afraid you will have to wait for a while."

Jia Wujue said with a bitter face when he heard the words: "I also heard people say that most of the benzoin in Beijing is high-grade, so I went to Beijing to buy it. I didn't expect this common spice to be so hard to buy."

The boss nodded understandingly and said, "Who says it's not? The people in my hometown also wanted me to take some benzoin back. They said that the old people in the village had tuberculosis. I'm afraid it's not good, but now the stance of benzoin is in short supply. How can anyone get rich?"

When Jia Wujue heard these words, he suddenly understood as if he was suddenly awakened from a dream.Many details of the past are tightly connected by a secret thread.

Benzoin, tuberculosis.

The lingering benzoin on Xue Zhanyi's body, and his status as an imperial celebrity.

——Today, I am afraid that my body is already dying.

While Jia Wuju was wandering around, in front of the meditation room on the back mountain of Wuxiang Temple, a man knocked on the door with a sword intent as heavy as a sword.

"It's you." Yue Chentan looked at the person coming, although his face was calm, but if Jia Wu is here, he can definitely hear the joy hidden in his voice.

It is a joyful reunion of old friends.But old friends come to the door on their own initiative, but there are always troubles.

The visitor carries a pair of double swords on his back, and the two golden dragons on the hilt are lifelike. There is only one person with such a pair of swords in the Jianghu——Luo Ten Commandments.Sitting opposite Yue Chentan, Luo Shijie poured himself a cup of hot tea and drank it leisurely.

After quietly sipping two cups of hot tea, Luo Shijie said, "You are in trouble."

Yue Chentan glanced at him, the eyes of the two people who didn't talk much met for a moment, and then separated, the other party's meaning was already clear in his chest.

Yue Chentan tapped lightly on the table with his slender fingers: "You are in a lot of trouble, otherwise, why would you leave the Ten Commandments City?"

"Someone troubles me, but someone wants your life."

Yue Chentan said calmly: "The six realms of life and death are interlinked, who can really be put to death."

Luo Shijie raised his eyebrows: "Don't talk too much, just because you live to die, doesn't mean that little brother is too."

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, as soon as he finished speaking, Jia Wujue slammed into the door with a big bag and a small bag. When he saw the person opposite Yue Chentan, he was taken aback for a moment, and then said enthusiastically: "Hero Luo."

Hearing the word "hero", Yue Chentan's forehead twitched, and Luo Shijie couldn't help but bend his lips and said, "I really don't dare to take the word 'hero'. If little brother Jia doesn't mind, I'd better go with Shen Tan." Together, let's be commensurate with Brother Luo."

Jia Wujue looked at Yue Chentan, and seeing that the other party had no objection, he nodded and said, "I don't know why Brother Luo came to Beijing? But he came for the selection meeting at the end of the year?"

"It is indeed for the selection conference." Luo Shijie said, "But it is not for the selection."

Jia Wuyu said clearly, "I'm going to see all the ghosts and goblins."

Luo Shijie glanced at him quite approvingly: "That's right. Besides, someone told me that Shen Tan is in trouble, so I'll drop by to have a look."

"Is there someone?" Jia Wujue quickly grasped the point, "Brother Luo doesn't know the identity of this person?"

Luo Ten Commandments shook his head slowly: "The man only left a note and didn't show up. However, the one who can single-handedly break into the Ten Commandments City will not be an ordinary character. Since he came, he only left a note. There will be no malice."

Jia Wujue let out a "huh" and told the two of them the news he had just inquired, and added: "Seeing that the New Year is approaching, many people from the Jianghu are leaving for the capital, and I heard that many people live in the Hanjiang River. Inn."

The Hanjiang Inn is built by the river, which passes through the city, and the river is always rapid.

Jia Wubai looked at all kinds of diners in the hall for a while, and chatted with the waiter next to him: "Your guest room is really hard to book. I waited for several days before I booked a Xuanzi room."

"Guest officer, it's just a coincidence that this time is just in time for some kind of conference held by the government. Not only people from the martial arts world, but also many spectators have come to the capital. It's not bad that you can book a Xuanzi room. In a few days It is estimated that all the inns in the capital will be full, and even if you have money, you will not be able to book."

Jia Wujue was quite interested and said, "Oh? You also heard about that selection meeting?"

"No!" Xiaoer said "Tsk", "The posture of the Ministry of War, I wish that everyone in the capital would give way to this selection conference. Every year at this time, Beijing will also hold a lantern festival or something. Wait until 2829, and then do it again Once. This time, in order to create momentum for the Raoshizi Conference, the tile houses in the north of the city have already started to dress up, and those who played tricks have been cleared out, and it is said that they are moving places for famous actors."

Jia Wucai's eyes lit up when he heard the words: "Then what new tricks are there to watch?"

Xiaoer pointed his fingers and said: "The show will start tomorrow night, Liang Tingsou's "Book of Mencius", Yu Shishi's little singing, Song Jinnu's pur singing, Li Cuigai's Zaju, you can all see it there. It is said that Gou Xiaosi's best puppet show will also be on stage." As he spoke, he curled his lips and said, "Unfortunately, I can't watch it, seeing guests come in wave after wave, hey..."

Jia Wuhai finally knew why he was unhappy when there were so many guests.Jia Wujue patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him: "I'll go and have a look tomorrow night, if I see something interesting, I'll bring you one back."

The second child was not very old at first, and he immediately excitedly said: "Really?"

Jia Wuhai nodded solemnly: "Really, but you have to answer my question first."

Xiao Er scratched his head: "I really don't know much about the inn, except for the things in the inn."

"It's okay, if you really don't know, I don't blame you." Jia Wujue said, glanced out of the window and said, "I heard that the waves are rough outside, is it the same on weekdays?"

Xiaoer thought for a while: "Although the waves were sometimes rushing in the past, it's not as big as these days." After thinking about it carefully, he said "Oh", and added, "After the imperial court ordered the holding of the meeting, it seems that the The banks of the Hanjiang River were fenced off for a period of time, and after that, the sound of the waves became louder day by day."

Jia Wuchai squinted his eyes: "So that's how it is." After finishing speaking, he patted Xiao Er's shoulder with a smile on his face, "Thank you, little brother, I will definitely bring you something good."

Ai Ai, the second grader, said: "The guest officer must do what he says!"

It was just getting dark and the moon was still hazy, and the Wa Si in the north of the city was already crowded with people from all over the world.Some are dressed in bunts, some have brocade hats and sable furs, some have long knives slung over their shoulders, some have swords in their backs, some have their hair neatly tied up, and some wear bamboo hats to cover most of their faces.The frank, mysterious, glamorous, and tattered ones all gathered together from all directions.

Jia Wujue was crowded in the bustling crowd, and he didn't feel the cold at the turn of autumn and winter, but Yue Chentan beside him had a cold face, obviously hating this kind of crowded situation.Seeing his expressionless face, Jia Wujue poked his cheek with his hand, Yue Chentan glanced at him, his expression eased a bit, in the turbid world, with this person by his side, it is not so hard to bear.

With the sound of gongs and drums, the crowd began to rush towards the stage in the center of Wasi. Looking at the characters babbling and singing softly between the light and shadow on the stage, Jia Wujue suddenly recalled that the two were in Lifeng The situation in the town.It was also crowded with people and the lights were shining brightly. Yue Chentan's wheelchair was also crushed at that time.

wheelchair--

I also made one for him, but when he was in Liufan Mountain, he was so angry. Xue Zhanyi also said that the wheelchair was thrown in the mountain, and it might have been smashed to pieces...

He lowered his head, looking a little sad, but he didn't notice the people around him, whose focused eyes were falling on his side face.

"what happened?"

A cool and gentle voice sounded in Jia Wuchai's ear.As soon as he raised his head, he was facing Shangyue Shentan's quiet eyes. For a moment, the dazzling sky and the Zongbo Huadeng turned into phantoms. It seemed that there was only such a real person in the world, who existed in himself. in the world.

He pursed his lips, whether he was upset or asked the question hidden deep in his heart: "I remembered the time when we were visiting tile shops in Lifeng Town, when your wheelchair was smashed Yes, I made a new one for you later...but that time at Liufan Mountain..." At this point, he looked up at Yue Chentan and said in frustration, "Xue Zhanyi said that the wheelchair was thrown in the mountain ..."

After speaking, he lowered his head again.When he was at Liufan Mountain, he had concealed many things from Yue Chentan, but the other party willingly suffered from Yimengwan for him. Thinking about it today, he still feels very ashamed.

At this moment, he heard Yue Chentan chuckle lightly, and the corners of the other party's lips raised slightly, obviously in a good mood.

"I didn't throw it away." Yue Chentan lowered his head and leaned close to his ear and said.The two were already squeezed side by side, arm to arm, and Yue Chentan got so close again, his warm breath pressed against Jia Wujue's ear. Burning hot.

He didn't have the usual wit at all now, he was numb, as if he had lost his soul.The crowd behind kept rushing forward, he was stunned and staggered, and just as he recovered, his left hand was already held by Yue Chentan.

"Be careful." Yue Chentan held his hand without looking sideways.

Unexpectedly, Jia Wuchao clasped his fingers together, without even looking, he could feel the slenderness and strength of Yue Tan's fingers.The knuckles of the two people's fingers touched, as if they were performing a secret contract ceremony.He moved his wrist a little, and the palms of the two inadvertently rubbed slightly, which made Jia Wuhai's heart start beating wildly again.Yue Chentan squeezed his hand tightly at the right time, making him hot again.

"Your pulse is beating very fast." There was a trace of teasing in Yue Chentan's calm voice.

"Do you think that everyone is just like you, and there will be no reaction..." Jia Wuju muttered.

"How do you know I don't?" Yue Chentan asked back.

When Jia Wuchai heard this, his ears turned red again, and he said angrily, "I usually keep quiet, but now I talk a lot."

"I talk a lot on weekdays, why come to me, but stutter?" Yue Chentan continued to ask.

"What do you know……"

I call it "shy", Jia Wujue swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"Okay, I don't understand." Yue Chentan said in a polite manner.

Jia Wujue glanced at him, only to feel that this dazzling fire tree and silver flower is not as heart-swaying as a side face of his.Such a beautiful scene, such a beauty, and being so timid, wouldn't I have let down the good times?As if suddenly waking up from ignorance, Jia Wujue returned to his usual laughing and ghostly appearance.

"You said, didn't you throw away the wheelchair?" Jia Wujue took the initiative to hold Yue Chentan's hand tightly, "The landslide that day, you still care about it?"

"I know someone made it for me specially, so I will take good care of it." Yue Chentan said, "I'll take you to see it after this matter is over."

This matter is over, it is easy to say, but it is a heavy promise.

"Okay." Jia Wuhay nodded emphatically.

While talking, there was a burst of noise coming from the front, and the tense atmosphere was incompatible with the lively atmosphere around.Only a female voice said: "You have no reason for this gambling house. Why can others get in but I can't?"

A cold boy said: "Little girl, this is not the place for you."

Jia Wujue pulled Yue Chentan to squeeze in the direction of the voice, but he didn't expect the person behind him to be as motionless as a statue.Jia Wujue looked up at him, Yue Chentan said: "I won't go."

Jia Wujue continued to stare at him with a longing expression, and blinked his eyes from time to time, Yue Chentan's jaw tensed, and finally changed his words: "As you wish." Jia Wujue grinned, and pulled Yue Chentan like a monkey. It seems to drill into the gaps in the crowd.

Although Yongle Casino is not the largest in Beijing, it will always be one of the most interesting casinos in Beijing.The so-called interesting, of course, means that there are a lot of new gadgets in the gambling shop, and the gambling methods are endless, which can always catch the itch of gamblers.As more and more people went there, more and more people lingered, this Yongle Casino located in the northern corner of the city finally gained some fame in Beijing.Recently, in order to meet the appetites of the people from all corners of the country who came to Beijing, Yongle Casino has added a lot of new gambling methods, and along with it, more rules have been added.

One of the rules is that female guests are not allowed in.

Jia Wuhai looked at the woman who was arguing with the guard at the gate of the gambling house, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar she became.This woman was dressed as a servant girl, her face was as yellow as dirt, her appearance was unremarkable, she only had one pair of eyes, occasionally there was a strange light flashing across it, which seemed to be just an illusion.The woman obviously felt the scrutinizing gaze from behind, turned her head, and glanced at Jia Wuchai.

The eyes of the two collided suddenly, and the woman blinked at Jia Wujue. Jia Wujue was taken aback for a moment, then coughed dryly, and immediately understood.

"She is Yi Qingling." Jia Wuhai whispered in Yue Chentan's ear.

"Yeah." Yue Chentan said indifferently, "It's similar to the dress in the 'black shop' that day, and I guess I'm not very proficient in the art of disguise."

He said this very softly, but it was enough for the ears of the Mistress of Hanzan Palace to hear clearly.The woman glared at Yue Chentan calmly, making Jia Wuchai speechless for a while.To say that these two people have a lot of connection with Shaolin, they should get along well. For some reason, from the first meeting, the two have been fighting against each other, and even the people around them have suffered together.

Thinking of the situation in which he and Yue Chentan were "invited" into the coffin by Yi Qingling, Jia Wujue suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the woman dressed as a servant girl finally let go of the guard who refused to give in: "Forget it, it's fine not to let in, but my brother can always go in for me to have a look?" In front of Jia Wujue, I don't know where such a huge energy came from his small body, he suddenly pulled Jia Wujue to the guard.

Jia Wuhai: ...

Yue Chentan, who hadn't had time to separate because of interlocking fingers with Jia Wuhai:...

Yi Qingling cast a provocative glance at Yue Chentan, took out a few banknotes from his bosom, and stuffed them into the guard's hand: "Brother, my brother is timid, and he certainly wouldn't dare to try your novelties. For the sake of money, please help me out, let him try all the fun things, so he can come back and talk to me, let me satisfy my hunger, right?"

The guard glanced at her, stuffed the bank note into his arms, and said "Mm", which was considered to be his answer.He beckoned, and two young servants crawled out of the gambling house, and said earnestly, "Master Zhao, what are your orders?"

The guard raised his chin towards Jia Wujue, and then gestured towards the inside of the gambling house. The two little followers immediately understood Jia Wujue and Yue Chentan and walked inside: "My lord, please." He was polite, but Jia Wujue could clearly feel the strength of the two hands. If ordinary people were imprisoned by these four hands, they probably wouldn't be able to escape.

Jia Wujue is safe when he comes, and Yi Qingling will never want to come to the gambling house for no reason.Besides, Shaolin Duku monk is willing to argue with her, and he will never be a treacherous person. She wants to experience all the novel gambling methods in the gambling house so hard, maybe there is no deep meaning.

As soon as the two entered the lobby of the gambling house, the sound of dice, shouts, and table slapping could be heard endlessly. The lobby was filled with gaming tables, and each gaming table was densely packed with people.Looking up, I saw a group of unfriendly guards standing at the railing on the second floor, watching every move on the gaming table condescendingly.

Casinos have never been a peaceful place, and it is not uncommon for thugs to guard in the dark.

Jia Wukai looked away, and asked the little follower beside him, "I don't know what are the new things that have been added recently?"

The little attendant had a big smile on his face, and the more he smiled, the more he looked malicious: "This lobby is full of unscrupulous gambling methods. The real good things, I will take you there."

The four of them walked through the crowded lobby, followed the winding corridors, and finally stopped in front of the building with the four-character plaque hanging on it.

"My lord, please first." The little follower bent over, "This gambling method is not complicated, you will definitely understand after watching it."

Jia Wujue and Yue Chentan walked up the stairs to the second floor, only to find that the second floor was full of single rooms with closed doors.The little attendant led them into one of the rooms, and saw that the single room was not fully enclosed. The place where the wall should have been was replaced by a waist-length railing. Standing on the railing and looking down, there was a round platform in the center, and two sides behind the platform. Huge paintings hang down from the roof, one says "Luoying Excalibur" and the other says "Dragon Chanting Sword Technique". The banker is standing in the center of the table, calling bets.

"What is this in custody?" Jia Wujue asked suspiciously, "Which sword technique is better?"

The little follower who led the way smiled without saying a word, retreated silently, and gently closed the door.

In the blink of an eye, the betting was over, and the banker smiled and bowed to the guests in the upstairs compartment, then stepped aside.At this time, there was only a sound of drums, and two masked swordsmen jumped out from the two opposite secret doors downstairs. As soon as their feet hit the ground, they fought in one place. Excalibur and Dragonsong swordsmanship.

"Sure enough." Yue Chentan said indifferently, "This unique technique that was originally kept secret has become a gambler's prize."

The Luoying Excalibur and Dragon Yin swordsmanship were originally the housekeeping skills of the two major sword sects of Cuihua and Yuquan, and they were only passed down to the direct line.available in shock