[Main Wenshu] Beifeng Nanzhi

The figure of the man in black is a bit hazy in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River like an ink painting. He naturally blends into this scene. If you don't keep a close eye on the horse he is sitting on, you may lose his shadow .

Lei Chu has served the Thunder Martial Hall for eight years, and he has been doing this job of stalking for six years, but he has never encountered such a strange situation. For a moment, he almost thought he was staring at a ghost, but Not a suspicious person who stepped into the realm of the Thunderbolt.

With just such a flash of divine effort, the suspicious person disappeared into the ink painting.

Oops!Lei Chu exclaimed in his heart, and quickly walked two steps to the place where he saw this strange person last second, looking around, trying to find some clues.However, the horseshoe prints on this road are intricate, how can anyone tell them apart in a short while?And who can guarantee that this person has not abandoned his horse and left?

When Lei Chu was almost desperate, a smooth and soft voice sounded beside his ears, "Are you looking for me?"

Lei Chu felt the hairs all over his body stand on end. He was so stiff that he couldn't speak a word or move a step. The sound made him feel as if something was wrapped around his neck.This feeling was really terrifying, so even if the man left his back and stood in front of him, Lei Chu didn't dare to relax at all, let alone show any contemptuous attitude.

"I, I want to visit your hall master." The man said unhurriedly, "I want to ask him for something."

Are you begging for help?Lei Chu really wanted to yell like this, but let alone yelling, he didn't even dare to mutter now.What he's thinking about now is what he should do if this man doesn't care about the rules of the martyrdom and insists that he lead him there.

Fortunately, this ghostly man didn't make him difficult. He took out a paper fan with dark bones and white surface from somewhere, stood at the gate of the Thunderbolt Hall, played with it boredly, and signaled Lei Chu to go in with his eyes.

Lei Chu endured his anger and entered the door, and bumped into the chief housekeeper of the Thunderbolt Hall. He reported what happened just now to the old man who had been in the Thunderbolt Hall for more than 50 years, but the old man did not give any response , just glanced quickly at the man waiting at the door, and I don't know if it was a coincidence that he happened to meet the man's gaze.The old butler slightly staggered his gaze, and said to Lei Chu, "Go in and inform the hall master."

Lei Chu looked at the old housekeeper in surprise, thinking that this old man's experience was much higher than his own, even if he said so, then this strange person waiting at the door probably really is not simple.He suddenly felt that the responsibility on his body had inexplicably increased a lot, so he quickened his pace and walked into the living room to inform Hall Master Lei Mo of his request for an audience.

When Lei Mo heard Lei Chu's words, he asked him to invite the man in without hesitation.

He didn't play the tricks of catching the knife man again. After so many years of experience, his temper has become much calmer than before, and it has also imprisoned his imagination and vitality. He no longer dares to think and do as he used to. The Thunder Martial Hall is nothing more than maintaining the hegemony of one party under the protection of Li Chenzhou.

And this position will also be shaken by the golden men who are approaching the city.

Li Chenzhou once sent someone to help him transfer, but he refused. The century-old foundation of the Thunderbolt Hall is in this place, and he has lost the ambition of the past. What's the point in this world.Although the golden man is scary, but with all the strength of the martyrdom, can't he even pull hundreds of gold thieves to back him up?What's more, Thunder Martial Hall has been operating in the south of the Yangtze River for many years, and has received all the blessings of the water and soil here. How can it abandon the people here in times of crisis without even daring to let go?Lei Mo thought he was not so shameless.

However, even if he has the determination to die, he hopes to hold on tightly when there is a chance.

He raised his head and watched the man in black walking in at a slow pace. He felt that his breathing was also slowed down by the man's footsteps, and felt that the place he was in became quiet for an instant.

He has only felt this kind of pressure on one person - Li Chenzhou.

However, this person is not Li Chenzhou.

"What's your name?"

"Wei Yan, think of words and words." The man said

The man's silky voice made Lei Mo uncomfortable, but he suppressed his instinctive disgust, and then asked, "I heard that you want to ask me for something."

"That's true." Wei Yan stopped after saying these four words.

Lei Mo had no choice but to continue to ask. The feeling of being controlled by the other party was really uncomfortable, but he was not in the mood to find fault with his temper, "I don't know what is it?"

"Gunpowder." Wei Yan said, "A lot of gunpowder."

"What's the use of gunpowder if you're not satisfied?"

"Bao Jiangnan." A light flashed in Wei Yan's eyes, "Under the golden man's iron horse."

"Then you don't need to worry about it." Lei Mo said, "Thunderbolt will not abandon Jiangnan, we will use up all the gunpowder for this land."

Wei Yan laughed, with an obvious sense of sarcasm, "You can't protect Jiangnan, you can only die." He said it so straightforwardly that the guards around Lei Mo showed anger.

Lei Mo made a pause gesture to stop the questioning of the servants around him. He looked directly into Wei Yan's eyes, "This step is from the army."

"Yes."

"I don't know which general you are under?"

"Yue Pengju."

"Who is General Yue?"

"A person who insists on resisting gold even in the current situation." Wei Yan said, "A person who resolutely draws a line with his superiors after they defected to the enemy, and leads his generals to run for his home country."

"Are there many such people?"

"The value of such a person cannot be measured by how much it is." Wei Yan chuckled again, "Some people are still valuable even if they are dead, and some people are worthless even if they are alive."

Lei Mo was silent for a while, "How much gunpowder do you want?"

"The more the better."

"What else do you need?"

"One more thing." Wei Yan said slowly, "I hope the Thunder Hall will be closed during this period of time until the golden soldiers retreat."

Lei Mo raised his eyebrows, expressing his doubts.

"The hall master believes in the loyalty of his subordinates, but I'm used to thinking of the worst in everything." Wei Yan said with a smile, "It's better to treat things in the army as secrets. Someone will come to get the gunpowder later. Thank you, Hall Master."

After Lei Mo agreed, Wei Yan left the martyrdom.As soon as his figure disappeared, the cronies around Lei Mo couldn't wait and said with righteous indignation: "This kid is too arrogant. His attitude clearly does not take Thunder Hall seriously. Why does the hall master tolerate him so much?" ?”

"Isn't it worth tolerating someone who has the guts to ignore the Thunderbolt Hall and the Power Gang?" Lei Mo said, with a somewhat sad tone, "You and I have heard of Yue Pengju's name too. If Thunderbolt Hall killed as many gold thieves as General Yue, would he still have the same attitude as today?"

His cronies were still aggrieved, but they had nothing else to say.

When Wei Yan walked to the door of the Thunderbolt Hall, he saw the old housekeeper of the Thunderbolt Hall waiting there.The old man's white hair could not be covered anymore, his eyes were half closed, as if he might fall asleep at any time, but no one dared to underestimate him because of his laziness and old age.In Wei Yan's opinion, this old man may be more difficult to deal with than Lei Mo.

"When one gets old, one's curiosity about many things fades away, but there are some things that are really hard to figure out and still can't let go of." The old butler spoke slowly, as if deliberately trying to compare Wei Yan's speaking speed.

"Oh?"

"There are many people in this world who have no origins, but those with such high martial arts but unknown origins are rare." The old housekeeper said, "Although Wang Xiaoshi was mysterious back then, the way to keep him was still a clue; The origin of Xia Shuai is also a mystery, but it can be seen from her contacts with the four famous arresters that she is from Zizaimen. It's just that Mr. Wei, you... the old man can't see through it at all."

"The old man was joking." Wei Yan said, "It doesn't matter whether you can see through me or not, and the old man doesn't need to bother to find out where I came from... Wei Yan is just a lonely ghost who came back from the dead."

"Even if it has been revived, how can it be considered a ghost?" The old butler said quietly, not sure if there was any deep meaning, or just a sudden emotion.

Wei Yan passed the old man, walked to his horse, and led it on the way home.

Because of this unexpected conversation, he suddenly remembered some past events.

The fire that night was really burning, and he cried in pain in that fire.

"It's just... a lonely ghost." He smiled self-deprecatingly, got on his horse, and drove away.