old grace

Xie Qinghe has two faces.

One side is facing Shangguan Shiyi and Shu Hanyun, usually kind and gentle, sincere and sensitive, without any pretense.

On the other hand, when facing the outside world, especially the young disciples in the sect, they often have a straight face, the appearance of a senior and old-fashioned senior brother.

After all, Xie Qinghe's age is really not that old among those in charge of various sects.He was in charge of the entire Hanjiang Sword Sect when he replaced Shangguan Shiyi, and he was only in his early twenties when he supervised everything as the acting head.If you focus on speaking kindly and kindly, it will be too easy to lose your majesty, making the disciples and the heads of various factions unwilling to respect.

When Xie Qinghe left the mountain, Chen Yiwei was still young, and at this moment, he still had a bit of awe left over from his childhood towards his elder brother.

Xie Qinghe sat on the bed and didn't speak, as if in a daze, Chen Yiwei felt guilty first, and changed his words: "Last night, after checking, I found that Feiyuan was missing. Master went to investigate, and he was able to find out the traces of the second senior brother from the clouds and mist. , I’ve already caught up...Eldest Brother, don’t worry! Master told me, he’s going to see what Second Senior Brother is doing, and he won’t punish Second Senior Brother, so you can heal your injuries with peace of mind! Don’t worry.”

Don't be in a hurry.

Xie Qinghe knew that Master said one thing, since he said that he would not hurt Shu Hanyun, he would never move Shu Hanyun's finger.

What's more, the master had promised him and his younger brother to live in seclusion yesterday, so gentle and tolerant, it would never make him sad.

Xie Qinghe only felt a fishy smell in his mouth, took the water handed by Chen Yiwei and washed his mouth and nose, spit out a lot of pus and blood.

He knew in his heart that this was the injury left when he climbed to the fourth floor of the Tiange Pavilion yesterday, and his master had already given him medicine, which was a sign of improvement.I have to take two more decoctions today.After thoroughly washing his mouth and nose, Chen Yiwei wiped his teeth with green salt.The disciples from the outer sect brought clean silk clothes, Chen Yiwei helped Xie Qinghe change his bed robe, and served the soup, medicine and soup.

Back to the Hanjiang Sword Sect, his juniors took care of food and daily life, and Xie Qinghe lived a life of pampering again.

I ate, took medicine, and wounded up.

There is no need to clean up the dishes, and there is no need to wash clothes and gauze by yourself.Everything is done by the juniors.

Xie Qinghe sat at the door of Feixian's thatched cottage, looking at the well, his heart was at a loss.

Xie Qinghe still can't figure it out, why did the younger brother leave?Where is he going?Does he not want to live in seclusion with me?Or did he feel that I couldn't protect him, and while I was holding Master back, he just... ran away?Then why did you run with Feiyuan?You know, it doesn't matter if other people drive away in a flying kite, if the skills of the same sect match, Shu Hanyun can be tracked by the master's sect when leaving in a flying kite.

"Eldest senior brother? Where are you going?" the outer disciple who was guarding the door as a servant asked hastily.

Stop, dare not stop.But I can't let the senior brother leave casually, so I have to ask the whereabouts, so that I can explain to the third and fourth senior brothers.

"Flying kite pond."

As soon as Xie Qinghe finished speaking, he disappeared into the mist in the mountains.

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No one knows what happened inside the Hanjiang Sword Sect in the spring of the 27th year of Qianyuan.

All the disciples only knew that the second senior brother Shu Hanyun left Hanshan first and went to Longcheng.In the early morning of the next day, news spread that Emperor Wu had passed away in the ban.The fifth son of the emperor, Fu Wei Yuji, proclaimed himself emperor. Next year will be the first year of Jingtian, and the monk of the temple will be canonized as the guardian of the country.

When Dragon City was in the midst of a reign of change, Shangguan Shiyi and Xie Qinghe rode flying kites and arrived at the cusp of the storm.

No one knows what role the Hanjiang Sword Sect, which has never been involved in the secular government, played in the Qianyuan Change.The sect that benefited afterwards was the temple and monks from the south of Meishan, and the Hanjiang Sword Sect never left any records in the Qianyuan Change.

The disciples of the Hanjiang Sword Sect only knew that after that day, the only one who returned was Shangguan Shiyi, the head of the sect.

Senior brother Xie Qinghe was seriously injured and retired, while second senior brother Shu Hanyun was missing.

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11 years later.

In the dense forest, birds and insects chirped.

The field ridges cultivated by the farmers are flat and square, and when the breeze blows, the ears of rice are thick and bowed.

In the elegant and clean wooden house, the smoke is curling up while the incense is lingering. On the side of the couch that has been cooked for a long time, there are freshly picked grapefruits in a wooden tray, with a faint fruity fragrance.

Xie Qinghe was packing his bags while walking on his wooden clogs.

Yun Chao, who was happily dressed in black, still carried his sword on his back, handed Xie Qinghe various things with both hands free, and couldn't help persuading him earnestly: "Master's serious injury has not healed for many years, and it seems that he is about to achieve great success, please take care of yourself. There may be some exaggeration in the rumors in the Jianghu, why don't you send servants to investigate the details, and if you really have solid evidence, then report it to the master and deal with it separately."

"I never forbid you to go out to play. If you get tired of staying here, you can leave on your own."

Xie Qinghe ignored his persuasion, packed up his usual pills, opened the medicine box, found some wound medicines and put them away one by one.

When I used to go out, I liked to bring clothes and face and mouth fat, but now that I am older, I bring big bags full of medicine.

It's a good day at home, but everything is difficult when you go out.Since Longcheng was seriously injured, Xie Qinghe suffered from hematemesis. When he was agitated, he would squirt blood, which made his whole body weak and wounded to the root. He could only rely on pills to continue his life.The ingredients of the pills he often takes are extremely precious, and it is basically impossible to find a place to prepare them temporarily without preparing them in advance.

"My servant is worried about the master's body." Yun Chao helped Xie Qinghe stuff things.

A box of honey ointment was stuffed into the bag just now, but Xie Qinghe picked it up and put it back where it was.Yun Chao was a little embarrassed.

"You are not the material to serve people, and I don't need a sword servant here. I was unwell in the early years, and I sent you for a while, and some old favors have been repaid. Now you really don't need to be by my side Follow up, manage east and west." Xie Qinghe packed his bags.

"But..." It was not the first time that Yun Chao was confused, "What will the servant do after leaving his master?"

"Chop firewood for cooking, feed horses and sheep, whatever you do now, you will do in the future." Xie Qinghe opened the gold and silver box, and grabbed a handful of gold tickets and a handful of silver tickets for Yun Chao, "Don't kill and set fire, and don't rob or steal , spend all the money and earn it yourself - saving a little is enough for you to be a rich man for a lifetime."

Yun Chao said aggrievedly: "Isn't that servant chopping firewood and cooking now? Why did he leave?"

"Because you are nagging more and more now! You want to control everything." Xie Qinghe said angrily.

"The servant is only worried about the body of the master..." Yun Chao was even more aggrieved.

For more than ten years, if he hadn't been nagging, would the master have cheered up and recuperated?

When the owner first came back, he often only ate one meal every three to five days, fell asleep day and night, and was conscious and unwilling to open his eyes, as if he could not know the world after falling asleep.He doesn't drink medicine for internal injuries, and doesn't deal with external injuries. With such a clean and hygienic temperament, he doesn't care if the wound festers.

Yun Chaoben wasn't by nature long-winded, and he didn't dare to offend his master, he was so forced that he had no choice but to bite the bullet and chatter.

A bamboo ruler erected at the door suddenly flew into Xie Qinghe's hands.

Seeing the bamboo ruler going straight to the door in front of him, Yun Chao subconsciously wanted to draw the sword with his backhand. He held the hilt firmly with his palm, and suddenly remembered that it was his master who attacked him. pull out.

The bamboo ruler that struck like a spirit snake stopped at the wing of his nose, and patted his cheek lightly, Xie Qinghe said: "Shoot."

Yun Chao lowered his sword-holding hand, bowed his head and said, "Servant...just go. Master calm down."

Xie Qinghe was a little helpless, and said: "You worry about my body wholeheartedly, let's try it out. If you can beat me, I will let you accompany me. If you can't beat me, take the silver ticket I gave you, and find yourself happy go."

Looking at his face, Yun Chao knew that he never spoke angry words, so he bowed and said, "I've offended you."

In order to continue to stay by Xie Qinghe's side, Yun Chao naturally had to do his best and never dared to be frivolous.

Because Xie Qinghe held a bamboo ruler for handicrafts, Yun Chao did not draw his sword out of its sheath, but only used the scabbard to block the stabbing.

He is a sword cultivator from 300 years ago. He has killed countless times in his life and has extremely rich experience. What Xie Qinghe uses to defend against enemies is only the Fifteen Age Sword of the Hanjiang Sword Sect.Five years of boxing and ten years of flying arrows. After 15 years of martial arts, I just learned swords.

In the mere twenty strokes, Yun Chao received eighteen strokes on the arm, a poke between the eyebrows, and a poke in the heart.

In other words, Xie Qinghe's tricks never fail!Every fight can seriously hurt him.

After twenty moves, Xie Qinghe withdrew and took back the bamboo ruler, saying: "Are you convinced?"

Yun Chao's arm hidden under his clothes has been pulled out many times, and the only exposed forehead also has a red mark. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said after a while: "Master's sword skills are unparalleled, and I am convinced. However, your body Heaviness, lack of energy, one pass of twenty strokes is the end of the crossbow, and now I am afraid that I will not be able to beat this servant. From the perspective of this servant, I also ask the master to allow this servant to accompany him, so as to be safe."

Xie Qinghe was holding the host's hand hidden in his sleeve, and he trembled slightly, he sighed: "It's hard to guard against a house thief."

Yun Chao has served him with him for more than ten years, and he knows his physical condition like the back of his hand. If it were someone else, he would definitely not be able to see his weakness.

"Okay. Wrap your baggage and go out with me." Xie Qinghe compromised.

After fighting with Yun Chao, Xie Qinghe was too tired to move.Thinking that it would take another hour or two for Yun Chao to pack his luggage, after all, he was going on a long trip, so he couldn't bring all this stuff with him?He also thought about whether to go back to the house to lie down and take a nap.

Unexpectedly, he just took off his clogs, and before he put on his sleeping socks, Yun Chao waited outside the door with his bundle.

"Master, the servant has packed it."

"...do you know how to drive?"

"meeting."

"Then you go chop wood and make a carriage."

"Yes."

Assigning work to Yun Chao that would delay at least three to five days, Xie Qinghe rolled over and lay down on the bed, closing his eyes calmly.

He lived in seclusion here, and originally didn't want to ask about worldly affairs.To the people of this world, only 11 short years have passed.Xie Qinghe is often obsessed with demons, and has experienced countless different lives. I don't know how many years have passed.

Xie Qinghe gradually discovered that tragedies that have become past can easily be rewritten into happy endings.

Because, everything in the past is destined and will not change.A loving mother is a loving mother, an evil father is an evil father, corrupt officials always disregard human lives, and wise emperors always come to make decisions at the last moment.He got the script of the Fallen Demon's experience, he knew everything clearly, and wrote a perfect ending for himself and the person he thought was worth it. It was not too simple.

He got out of the predicament for so many people who were possessed by demons, and he made all the demons become Xie Qinghe, marking the end easily and gracefully.

But what about himself?

The most difficult thing in the world is something you can't ask for.

Xie Qinghe didn't live his life to the fullest.

He is the head disciple of the Hanjiang Sword Sect, but he failed to inherit the headship as he wished. Instead, he left his hometown and retired to the mountains and forests.

He once had a lover who had an appointment to be whiteheaded, but he couldn't get along day and night, and his love was unquestionable.Instead, he lost his love and was depressed.

It has been 16 years since he swallowed demons in Dragon City.His body did not recover, and the group of demons devoured by him did not disappear. He practiced so hard and tried so hard to arrange everything, but his situation did not get better.

Colorful clouds are easy to disperse, and people's hearts are changeable.

In the chaotic world, who can guarantee that they will be able to write a perfect ending for their own stories?

Xie Qinghe has long lost the arrogance of his youth.

He knows he is a normal person.At best, he is just an ordinary person doing his best.

If it weren't for the rumors in the world that Fu Chuan, the head disciple of the Hanjiang Sword Sect, colluded with the Demon Sect and killed innocent people, Xie Qinghe would never have come out of the mountain.

Collusion with the Demon Cult.

These four words touched the deepest pain in Xie Qinghe's heart.

Once there was a demon who seduced his most beloved junior, causing him to lose his love and had to go back to the mountains and forests.Now, there is another demon, a demon who ran out of nowhere, a demon who has no reason at all——he wants to seduce his little junior brother again.

Fu Chuan is the successor left by Xie Qinghe to the master.

Xie Qinghe wants to see what kind of "devil" it is, with such a high spirit, he must stare at his favorite junior to seduce him.

——Taking away one of his juniors is not enough, even the heir he appointed to the division is not willing to let go!

On the other hand, if there is no collusion with the Devil's Cult at all, Xie Qinghe should also take a look to find out which villain spread the rumors, even the head disciple of the Hanjiang Sword Sect would dare to frame him!

Four days later.

Yun Chao covered the carriage that had just been laid, spread out layers of soft bedding, and invited Xie Qinghe to get on the carriage.

With a carriage, you can take more things with you.Yun Chao thought of Xie Qinghe's particular life. After all, he brought the ancestral eight-inch iron pot and small cast iron stove, clothes, bedding, flour, bath beans, cups for smelling incense, and a stove for incense.

When sleeping in the open that night, Xie Qinghe drank warm porridge and lay his head on a soft mattress. He had to admit that it was good to go out with Yun Chao.

Yun Chao's new carriage looks extremely ugly and doesn't look worth much, but it saves a lot of trouble along the way.

Occasionally, when he went to a deserted place and encountered a pack of tigers and wolves, Yun Chao stabbed him to death with three or two swords, and asked Xie Qinghe if he wanted a tiger skin as a mattress?However, if he encounters road bandits robbing him, Yun Chao will be a little bit helpless.

——He used to be a killing puppet, he fell into the devil with his murderous heart, and was disgusted by Xie Qinghe because of this, so he didn't dare to kill.

Xie Qinghe lifted the curtain from the carriage and said, "Why don't you kill the bandits who kill and steal?"

The thieves and murderers who died in Xie Qinghe's hands, no matter whether they were in this world or possessed by demons, were already unknown.In this kind of world, if one expects justice from the king, it is true that good people do not live long, and disasters last for thousands of years.Shangguan Shi should not allow Xie Qinghe to meddle in his own business, but he didn't say that he was robbed by others, and he had to stick to his immortal posture and not fight back.

Yun Chao got the exact order, and just now he ordered to kill.Any more thieves who blocked the road and robbed were stabbed to death with a single sword, and there was no mercy.

Most of the bandits in the remote places are part-time farmers. If they walk on the north-south, east-west trade roads, and there are bandits who block the road and rob, most of them are gangsters entrenched in the green forest.For this kind of gangster, most of the merchants will take care of it in advance and pay a yearly protection fee. It doesn't matter if they don't often go to the business road. They are ready to give "filial piety" to the gangsters and heroes, and just pay it when they are stopped.

Generally speaking, roadblockers in these places have a sense of proportion, and the merchant's goods are converted into road money. As long as the merchant cooperates, they will not easily hurt people.It was said that there were some businessmen who couldn't break the banknotes with large sums, thinking that it was too bad that they would bleed a lot this time, but who would have thought that the bandit who blocked the way would change a few small notes for him, and return the excess as they were.People in the rivers and lakes call this "theft has its own way".

"I opened this mountain, and I planted this tree..." On the opposite side, a bandit shouted the common robbery password.

Yun Chao drove the carriage leisurely.

If the carriage was driven too fast, it would inevitably bump and disturb the master's rest.

The master said, he was not in a hurry to hurry, he stopped and stopped along the way, inquiring about the news in Jianghu.

This carriage drove out of the dense forest, and it has been traveling for almost two months, and it is still in Xizhou.

Originally, the carriage moved slowly, and could stop anytime and anywhere, and the gang of robbers blocking the official road were not in a hurry.

If it weren't for seeing Yun Chao, who was driving the carriage, wearing silk clothes, they wouldn't want to stop this tattered-looking carriage.

Being a robber in the Black Dragon Gang is also a very promising career. Take an ax and a big knife, and follow the leader to stand on the side of the road, just collect money!There were no occasions where a fight was required.What is more dangerous is the turf war between the gangs. If there is a fire, there will always be a lot of casualties. However, the gang leader will also give money for the pension, and the old lady, wife and children will have money for the rest of their lives, which is not in vain!

The carriage is approaching.

Nearly.

……

That's it?

Several "thugs" of the Black Dragon Gang were shocked and angry. I blocked the road and robbed. How dare you ignore me like this? !

Xie Qinghe heard the sound of an ax chopping on the carriage.

Although an ordinary person's ax and axe are sharp, the carriage built by Yun Chao himself is even more compact and sturdy, and it cannot be easily chopped open.

On the contrary, there are two axes that are deeply stuck in it, and they cannot be pulled out no matter what.This made the two thugs quite embarrassed. They grabbed the ax with one hand, put their feet on the carriage, and tried their best to pull out the ax...

Yun Chao let out a sigh, and stopped the carriage.

The remaining gangsters with big swords in their hands took advantage of the situation to surround them and said angrily, "The Black Dragon Gang..."

Before he finished speaking, Yun Chao drew out his sword and retracted it, but there was not a trace of blood on the blade.

The talking gangster rushed on the official road, with blood gushing from his throat.Several other gangsters wielding big knives also fell to the ground one after another.

After Yun Chao detoured the carriage, the two stupid thieves were still trying to pull out their axes.He swung his sword away from the ax that was stuck deep in the wooden plank of the carriage, and even bent over to look at the cut marks, frowned and said, "It's really troublesome."

One of the two gangsters who pulled out the ax broke his neck and the other broke his spine, and both died instantly.

Yun Chao returned to the carriage, and the carriage continued to move forward slowly.

"Master, we have to stop for a day in the city ahead. The servant needs to supply some fresh water and food, and repair the carriage."

"Are you coming to Luoma City soon?"

"It will take another three or two days."

"Let's go to Luoma Market to rest. Didn't someone say that Fu Chuan appeared there a few days ago?"

"Yes."

"Go faster."

"Yes." Yun Chao added a whip, and the carriage revved up.

Two days later.

Xie Qinghe's carriage arrived at Luoma City and stayed at Yunlai Inn.

This place used to be the place where horses, cattle and sheep were sold in Xizhou. There were many merchants, and the road to the Western Regions was not safe. The bandits outside were not particular about stealing and stealing. They usually killed people and took away goods.Therefore, large caravans usually bring their own guards, and small caravans also pay protection fees to large caravans and accompany them all the way.

There are many merchants, and the guards of the caravans often swagger through the market here, and strong men carrying slender burdens can be seen everywhere.

Even so, Yun Chao felt that there were too many warriors here.

"These are not the guards of the caravan." Xie Qinghe sat in front of the window of the Tianzihao room of the inn and observed the passers-by nearby, "The disciples of Xiaohezhuang, the disciples of Liangzhou Sword Sect, those who are sitting and drinking milk tea The little girl... the high foot of Zizhu Villa."

Luoma City is not a serious town, it occupies a small area, with two streets vertically and vertically, and the end can be seen at a glance.

Xie Qinghe opened the window of the room, sat down after looking at it for a while: "My little junior brother is being beaten by everyone."

Yun Chaoxin said, how can you be sure that these people are here for Fu Chuan?Even if there are rumors in the world that Fu Chuan colluded with the Demon Sect, he is the head disciple of the Hanjiang Sword Sect after all. With Shangguan Daoist in command, who would dare to easily offend Fu Chuan?Let alone "catch" Fu Chuan.

After thinking about it, Yun Chao still didn't talk much.The master doesn't like to be nagged, if nagging, he will be dismissed with money!

Yun Chao went to prepare food and water by himself, and tidy up the carriage damaged by the axe, while Xie Qinghe disguised himself a bit, glued on two beards, drew some wrinkles, changed into bloated robes, dressed himself as an old man, and planned to go downstairs Listen to the news in the lobby.

——His face is too famous.Luoma City is now full of people from the rivers and lakes, once recognized by others, it would be inconvenient.

There are many warehouses in Luoma City, but not many inns, only two.Yunlai Inn is located in the center, while Yuelai Inn is outside the city.

It's easy for Xie Qinghe to live in a single room, which doesn't mean there's no business in the inn.In order to take care of each other, people in the world seldom live in single rooms in Tianzihao. The Tianzihao rooms are very spacious, but if you want to squeeze in a few brothers, you have to ask people to sleep on the floor. It is better to live directly in Youben and arrange three Herringbone room with five beds.Therefore, except for the Tianzihao rooms, Yunlai Inn is basically full of rooms.

Some people like to live alone in the house, and more people like to sit, drink, chat and make friends in the lobby.

No matter how informal the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes are, the heroines are too embarrassed to invite knights from other factions and go directly to their rooms to chat.At this time, the lobby where you can drink, eat and chat is wonderful.

When Xie Qinghe went downstairs, he couldn't find an unoccupied table. The lobby was crowded with people and it was very lively.

"Can I share a table with Xian Kunzhong?" Xie Qinghe asked two young people who were slightly kind-hearted.

The two young men originally occupied one side, sitting opposite each other, and on the long benches on the other two sides were slender bundles.Seeing this, the young man who was approaching Xie Qinghe hurriedly folded the burden on the bench to the left, leaving a bench empty: "You are welcome, please sit down."

The waiter came to ask Xie Qinghe what he wanted to eat at this time. Xie Qinghe ordered a bowl of haggis, a bowl of mutton, and a plate of vegetarian cakes. A pair of cilantro?"

"No green onions. Here's a handful of coriander." Xie Qinghe casually gave Xiao Er a dime, which was a reward.

The old man who appeared here alone was so generous.The two brothers who shared the table with Xie Qinghe raised their hearts, judged that the old man was not easy to mess with, and became more polite to Xie Qinghe.Originally, the two were talking, but they refused to talk now, they just drank and listened to others quietly.

Xie Qinghe didn't care what they thought, after eating most of the vegetarian mutton cakes that came up, he ate the braised peanuts on the plate for entertainment.

As he thought, the people from the rivers and lakes here are all here for Fu Chuan.

Sitting in the middle are the disciples of the Liangzhou Sword Sect, about seven or eight people, and the master is about thirty years old. They are sitting and drinking on the middle table, without saying a word, while several younger disciples are agitating Other disciples around him.

"The Hanjiang Sword Sect is the number one faction in the world, and also the leader of our righteous way! The head of Shangguan is an old god known all over the world! Do we have any intention of disrespecting the Hanjiang Sword Sect? There are dead branches, and we are not saying that Fu Chuan is the dead branch. No one can explain what happened to Yangliuhe now. We found Fu Chuan, and we didn't do anything with him, and asked what happened! "

"If it is really not him who did it, we can justify his name. If he really did it..." There was a trace of grief and anger in the man's eyes, "We can't do anything to him! It's nothing more than handing him over to the old god Shangguan, please The old god makes a decision!"

A disciple from Xiaohe Village slapped the table and said, "My family lives next to the Hanjiang Sword Sect, and I call myself the Hanjiang Lower Court. In the past, I had the honor to go to Hanshan to pay respects to the old god Shangguan. Don't worry, what kind of old god Shangguan is?" Jealousy like hatred? If the murderer of Yangliuhe's one hundred and three people is Fu Chuan, even if I don't need to take action, the old god Shangguan will not be able to spare him!"

The crowd over there was excited, and the more they talked, the more excited they became, which dispelled many people's fear of the Hanjiang Sword Sect.

"It's good that Fu Chuan is the head disciple of the Hanjiang Sword Sect, but the Hanjiang Sword Sect is not an evil heretic. The Hanjiang Sword Sect can't spare Fu Chuan who colluded with the Demon Sect! Jiang Jian faction cleans up the door." Someone hissed.

Xie Qinghe was eating peanuts, and felt that the brine in this store was not good, and it was not tasty.

"The old man sees that Kunzhong is also a martial artist. Dare to ask..."

"Let's go down to Dharma Zuo Pingsheng."

"Let's talk about Hemen Zuoping."

Xie Qinghe smiled slightly, and said: "We meet by chance, so we don't need to have a common name. Dare to ask Xian Kunzhong, do you know about Yangliuhe?"

These two young people obviously entered the arena not long ago, so they hurriedly signed up. The old man said, "You think too much, and you don't want to make friends with you." Very ashamed and annoyed, he turned his head away and didn't want to talk to Xie Qinghe any more.

Zuo Ping was more mature, and said politely: "I don't know very well. It is rumored that Fu Chuan, a young disciple of the Hanjiang Sword Sect, raised and enslaved many people in the rivers and lakes in Yangliu River. Using these people to practice magic arts, the means are very Cruel. A few days ago, a Jianghu man whose ears had been amputated escaped and went to Zizhu Villa to ask for help. When Zizhu Villa led people to arrive, all [-] people in the entire Yangliuhe stronghold were dead."

"Apart from the witnesses who escaped, what evidence is there to prove that it is Fu Chuan who kept slaves in Yangliu River and practiced magic arts?" Xie Qinghe asked.

Zuo Pingshi said: "I know a thing or two about this. Fairy Bai Ruyi from Zizhu Villa used to befriend Senior Xie Qinghe, the chief disciple of the Hanjiang Sword Sect. Fairy Bai can recognize some traces of the practice of the Hanjiang Sword Sect."

"That can only prove that Yangliuhe may have something to do with the Hanjiang Sword Sect, and it cannot be concluded that Fu Chuan did it?" Xie Qinghe said.

Zuo Pingshi also nodded, and said: "Fairy Bai also said the same thing. Fairy Bai also said that many sects had good relations with the Hanjiang Sword Sect, and there were copies of the Hanjiang Sword Sect's introductory practice. The matter of Yangliuhe also It may not have anything to do with the Hanjiang Sword Sect. However, relatives and friends of the Yangliuhe tragedy victim's sect started to investigate the matter, and some people accidentally bumped into Fu Chuan, and were attacked and killed by Fu Chuan..."

Seeing his younger brother and Xie Qinghe talking lively, the awkward Zuo Pingsheng couldn't hold back any longer, and interjected: "Originally in the identity of Fu Chuan, no one has caught the real evidence. Even if he is really the culprit of the Yangliuhe tragedy, as long as he doesn't come out If you don't show your voice, who dares to go to Hanshan and question him in front of the old god Shangguan? You want to show your head."

Zuo Pingsheng clicked his tongue, drank a glass of wine, and continued: "Up to now, there are three families who have been exterminated by him according to legend in the world, and many people have come forward to testify, saying that he killed his friends and made friends. Yang Liu He Nai is an orphan certificate, and after the death of the three family members, it is not an orphan certificate. At least eight or nine people said that they saw him murder..."

Xie Qinghe was still a bit worried at first, but after hearing Zuo Pingsheng's description, he let go of the last trace of worry.

It can't be Fu Chuan.

How could it be possible for Shangguan Shiyi's junior disciple and Xie Qinghe's junior junior to be so stupid?

The first time he let someone go out to ask for help, it can be regarded as a momentary negligence.That volley fax wants to kill people, can it fail every time?Let the witnesses go every time?After destroying the door three times, eight or nine people ran out to prove it?Being so stupid, it can never be Fu Chuan.

It sounds more like a conspiracy to frame Fu Chuan.

Who has the guts to plot against the successor of the Hanjiang Sword Sect?Is it true that all the masters and brothers of Fu Chuan are vegetarians?

Suddenly, Xie Qinghe saw the soup bowl on the table shaking.

Zuo Pingshi also found that the wine in his glass was almost knocked out: "The ground moved?!"

Xie Qinghe was seriously injured, and his hearing was weak. However, he was familiar with this kind of vibration. He was a cavalry soldier.

Luoma City is located in the hinterland of the Zhou Dynasty, more than a thousand miles away from the border. Six hundred years ago, there were some mountain people here, but they had been naturalized for many years.In the past 600 years, the political situation of the Zhou Dynasty was stable, with only sporadic banditry, and no refugees rose up.All in all, this place should have been peaceful, there shouldn't be such an astonishing cavalry stepping on the ground!

The mind could not turn for a moment, but there was screaming and noise outside, and after a while, the whistle sounded.

Boom.

The inn door was pushed open.

A knight in light armor and brocade clothes rode in, and with a whip, knocked down the shop waiter who came forward.

The gangsters closest to the gate were all violent, and were about to slap the table with their knives, when more armored knights squeezed in from outside the gate.

The leading knight in light armor stood tall on his horse, looked down at all the people in the Jianghu area, held a scroll in his hand, and said, "I am Xiong Chuchen, the former general of the Longlin Guard Thousand Riders. I am ordered to do business here!"

All the people in the rivers and lakes in the lobby were silent, and for a while, the inn was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Xie Qinghe stood up slowly.

Xiong Chuchen was very satisfied with the effect he had created. With a wave of his hand, the armored knight around him drew out his saber, and swiped the heads of the twenty or so quacks in front of him.

Xiaohezhuang's disciple took a step forward and said, "General Xiong, what's wrong with you here? Why did you kill yourself without permission?"

Xiong Chuchen narrowed his eyes and glanced at him, then sneered, "Who am I? Mr. Lu Zaiting of Xiaohezhuang."

Lu Zaiting was just the young disciple who yelled that he had met with Shangguan Shiyi, and he assured Shangguan Shiyi that he would never shelter Fu Chuan.Seeing that Xiong Chuchen knew him, and his tone was quite gentle, he was relieved without any trace.

Unexpectedly, his breath was not yet even, Xiong Chuchen waved his hand and ordered: "Cut it off."

The Iron Armored Knight who was still dripping blood from the knife immediately stepped forward, several Xiaohezhuang disciples drew out their weapons, and began to wrestle with the Iron Armored Knight.

Xie Qinghe can see clearly.In terms of skill, the armored knight is no better than Xiaohezhuang's disciples. If he fights alone, he might not be able to defeat Xiaohezhuang's disciples.However, this group of knights has a certain amount of advance and retreat, and the small group attacks. Compared with the gangsters who work independently and cause trouble for their own people, the siege of the established system is too bullying to the civilians.

The armored knight failed to succeed in two rounds of attacks, so he retreated directly. There was a bow and crossbow set up by his comrades behind him——

This row of bows and crossbows was aimed at the entire lobby. Once the strings were fired, all the Jianghu people who were eating and drinking in the lobby would be wiped out.

Xie Qinghe couldn't wait any longer, and was about to sell the dime of silver that was in his finger.

Boom.

The roof of the inn has collapsed.

A brilliant silver light descended from the sky, and the spear pierced Xiong Chuchen's throat like a dragon.

"shield!"

The armored knight quickly held the shield to protect the lord, and instantly piled up a six-layer human wall in front of Xiong Chuchen.

I saw that long spear pierced the first layer of shield, the second layer of shield, the third layer of shield... and even the sixth layer of shield, smashing them all!

The armored knights had no time to raise their shields to protect their lord, so they had to use their bodies to cover it.This crazy and sharp silver gun, the sharp tip of the gun barely stopped, hanging above the throat of the armored knight.

It was also at this time that everyone discovered that the person holding the spear was a young boy with an immature face.

The young man sighed pretentiously, and said, "The shield of steel is easy to break, and flesh and blood are worthless for the wall. For the sake of your loyal guards, I will spare your life." Then, He took the spear back and looked around, "Xiong, what documents are you holding in your hand? Let me have a look? What errand asks you to kill innocent people indiscriminately?"

Xiong Chuchen slowly breathed a sigh of relief, still holding the silk scroll tightly in his hand, and said: "Xiong was ordered to investigate the rumors among the people. The untouchables here colluded and instigated, and framed the head disciple of the Hanjiang Sword Sect. The gods are kind and gentle, they don't care about these lowly people, don't you know that young master Fu Chuan also has backers? How can you allow the lowly people here to frame and bully you?"

The young man tightened his grip on the gun, and his smile became more gentle: "Apart from the Hanjiang Sword Sect, what other support does Young Master Fu Chuan have?"

"Master Huguo is the backing of young master Fu Chuan." Xiong Chuchen said.

"The guardian of the country is a big backer, what do you plan to do? How do you vent your anger on Fu Chuan?" the boy asked.

Xiong Chuchen stopped talking.

Human IQ should never be underestimated, let alone overestimated.

After the young man talked with Xiong Chuchen, many people gradually became aware of it.Xiong Chuchen came with a large number of cavalry, clearly to "silence".How is this style similar to the three families that were silenced by Fu Chuan before?Everyone was killed by Xiong Chuchen, but Fu Chuan had to carry the blame.

And this boy who looked to be no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, with such good kung fu, and holding a long spear...

Who doesn't know that Shangguan Shiyi, the real master of the Hanjiang Sword Sect, is the light snow gun who travels the rivers and lakes and shakes the world?

There were also those who were too stupid to say anything, and now they jumped their feet angrily, and cursed at Fu Chuan: "I was just waiting to meet Fu Chuan to seek justice, that ruthless little devil wants to drive us all to death! You guys! Qian Chengqi is so majestic, he has the ability to slaughter all the people in the world! I will not let you go even if I am a ghost!"

The young man slammed the spear, stood it in the lobby of the inn, and folded his sleeves: "You want to vent your anger on Fu's behalf, then do you know who I am?"

"Young master's marksmanship is as good as a god. Xiong thinks about it for a while, and probably knows." Xiong Chuchen said.

"You know who I am, so you should also know that I will definitely not let you vent your anger on Fu Chuan today, right?" the boy asked.

Xiong Chuchen smiled slightly and said, "Then each depends on his ability."

After saying a word, Xiong Chuchen turned his horse's head and quickly left the inn.

The young man let out an ouch, and didn't care about pretending to be aggressive. He pulled out his spear and chased outside.However, he only took a step away, set up his bow and crossbow and aimed at the armored knight in the lobby.