stonecrandall Chapter 39 Survival +39
Chapter 39 Survival +39
"drive!"
"drive!"
With the sound of one after the other, two horses running at an accelerated speed ran across the official road, and the place near the ground was dusty for a while.
The sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear.
It was a very hot day, so hot that even the dog on the side of the road had to stick out its tongue, and the two men on horseback wearing valances and fully armed would only get hotter.
Because everyone is very conservative, they naturally wear middle clothes and tunics, and they can't wear less to show that they are special enough, lest others not find out that one of them is a head catcher and the other is a miracle doctor?
But Yan Ting is okay, although Wuqing can use his internal energy to relieve summer heat a little, but it is impossible to keep running, otherwise, wouldn't it be a loss of strength?
He is a head catcher, so naturally he has to pay attention to prevent from all aspects, "may make the strength not as good as it was in its heyday", he does not allow himself to appear.
Therefore, under the extremely hot conditions, Wu Ruan had to compress the time, and the journey to Songjiang Mansion would have cost him his life!
"arrive!"
After entering Songjiang Mansion, they could relax a bit to avoid affecting the subsequent investigation. They immediately found a nearby restaurant to rest their feet. It would be better if there is a private room.
During this period, his ruthless eyes swept over Yan Ting's neck again, and he knew the answer in his heart, but every time he saw it, he would feel hot.
Although Yan Ting's martial arts is really good and can control body temperature, but this furry collar really looks too hot.
But the two didn't continue to struggle with it. After dismounting, they led the horse to the boy at the door and asked him to feed him good feed. They asked for a private room on the second floor and ordered four signature dishes.
Seeing that the portions didn't seem too big, he ordered one meat and three vegetables—even though Yan Ting said that he didn't need to eat, he shook his head ruthlessly and said, "You don't need to eat, but this is not a reason for you not to eat."
It's not that this person is easy to feed, so you let him live on dry food and porridge every day, how can there be such a reason?
Knowing that he meant well, Yan Ting nodded in agreement.
It is a private room, and there are only two people, the distance between the tables between them is already more than three feet, and the line of sight is blocked here, and the windows can be opened or not, so he is naturally at ease now, very at ease.
Yan Ting looked at the dishes that were served, and his eyes were fixed on the roast duck, but he still asked very reservedly: "It's not convenient to drink, so let's have some tea."
He nodded ruthlessly, beckoned Xiao Er to serve a pot of tea, and gave him a little bit of silver. His attitude was natural and calm, and with his collared silk and satin shirt with dark patterns, he looked like a gangster who had a little money but was not easy to mess with .
Xiaoer was very happy, and immediately served them two teacups of Junshan Yinzhen.
This is the best tea.
Although it is not a tribute tea, it is by no means cheap.
Yan Ting was stunned for a moment, and even suspected that the small amount of money he gave just now could still afford this tea, but the purpose of saving money was to live a more comfortable life, so he was relieved and didn't think about how much the tea was How expensive is money?
He will never be unable to afford it, as long as Yuxuanlou still has his dividends.
"It's really good tea." Ruthlessly opened the lid of the teacup and blew on the surface of the water, blowing away the floating tea leaves, took a sip carefully, and praised.
Yan Ting doesn't have much research on the authenticity of tea, he can only make up whether it tastes good or not, after all most of his time is spent on cultivation, so it's no wonder he doesn't have much research on it.
So he just gave the same admiration: "Yeah."
West Lake Longjing has already been included in the tribute tea, and Lushan Yunwu tea is also included in the tribute tea. Occasionally, Wu Qing is lucky enough to get a reward from the official, or get a little bit from Uncle Shi. He is not good at walking, so naturally he will be more with those people. When dealing with officials, there will naturally be more time sitting and drinking tea.
He knows how to tea, it's not a lie, it's just that the reason for it is not so good.
They were filled with clean water along the way, and often used dry food to deal with it, or they slept in the wild/outside, and they wanted to eat roasted rabbits, roasted chickens, etc. On the contrary, the tea at this time was the most delicious they had eaten recently. 'Water' was gone.
It was good for Yan Ting, but for Wu Qing, it was simply an opportunity to enjoy.
After observing this point, Yan Ting hesitated for a moment, then said softly: "Sit for a while longer."
Wu Qing raised his eyes in surprise, but only saw the young man lower his eyes slightly, blocking the emotion in his eyes. He seemed to be aware of his movements, so he added: "You have worked hard these days, if I hadn't insisted on Take care of this matter...you don't need to run around anymore."
"...Mr. Yan, there is no need to be so alienated."
The ruthless black hair tied behind his head looks incomparably energetic, and his expression has not changed: "You are here for your friends because of your loyalty; you are willing to eradicate the organization because of your benevolence; if you are willing to uproot the organization, it is because of your loyalty to the emperor." "Be considerate, it's polite."
Wuqing looked over with the same dark eyes as her hair color: "And I am Wuqing who is with you just because I am a fast catcher. Since I have this salary, I will naturally do my best. Why should you worry about it, sir?"
Yan Ting:!
He was completely shocked. Although he was prepared for the brief meeting last time, he did not expect that the ruthless with cold face and warm heart would be so reasonable and so easy to talk about.
Moreover, he talks a lot... For some reason, his impression in Yan Ting's mind makes Yan Ting always think that he should be a quiet and indifferent policeman.
Yan Ting's golden, poisonous/snake-like vertical pupils slowly looked at Wu Qing's dark and indifferent eyes. The two expressionless people seemed to be looking in a mirror at this moment, and one side was extremely beautiful. Black, and one side is extremely pure white, but at this moment, they are so alike.
There are some essential things that cannot be changed.
In the end, Yan Ting was moved by the other party's persistence, and his heart softened.
The young man seemed to feel shy, and looked away: "I see."
Under the eyes of Wu Qing, Yan Ting bowed down: because he was really afraid that the other party would say something more disgusting.
Ruthless: ...This is just a necessary confession.
After all, how could Yan Ting's kindness be repaid by simply helping to find a restaurant?
Ruthless doesn't underestimate his own worth.
The two of them rested here for almost two sticks of incense, and then paid the money, and rode their horses to their destination.
Their destination is the Xuejia Village of Xue Yiren.
For normal visits, you should hand out greeting cards in advance, but you are also afraid that you will not find information after sending out the greeting cards.
If it is said that visiting directly will scare the snake, but sending the greeting card will also scare the snake. If this is the case, then prepare the greeting card and visit.
If it doesn't work, send another greeting card.
Considering that they don't know what's going on with Zhongyuan Yidianhong, their time is still relatively urgent, so they save the time for investigation, and directly plan to verify with Xue Yiren.
To be honest, Xue Yiren has lived in Xuejiazhuang almost in seclusion for 40 years. He is only interested in swords, and he is jealous of evil. There are also suspicions, and neither of them intends to investigate in a roundabout way.
What if it's a roundabout way?It's just a waste of time.
Moreover, they hurried on their way, entered Songjiang Mansion, and went straight to Xuejiazhuang. When the news spread, if there was nothing tricky in the process, Xue Yiren probably wouldn't believe it.
Fortunately, after they arrived at Xuejiazhuang, although the door was closed for a while, they were quickly let in after the servant sent the invitation in.
The servants led them to the main hall, and it was Xue Yiren who stood waiting outside the main hall.
He was old enough to be called an old man, his hair was half gray, his back was straight, and his demeanor was graceful and deliberate.
He didn't hold the famous Tianqing Meteor Sword in his hand, instead he had empty hands, one in front of his body and the other behind his back.
His face was a little cold, but his attitude was still easy-going, and he even greeted the two of them who hadn't sent greeting cards in advance.
He is really kind and ordinary, like an ordinary person on the side of the road.
But precisely because of this, Wu Qing couldn't take it lightly, even Yan Ting felt a kind of tremor all over his body when he looked at him.
Because this old man has reached the point of returning to basics, from the appearance, except that his spirit is better than other old people, it is completely impossible to see that he is that Xue Yiren!
He is the Xue Yiren who no one has been able to go through ten moves under his sword for 40 years!
Even Li Guanyu, the former number one swordsman in the world, who used Lingfeng swordsmanship... was defeated by Xue Yiren.
Therefore, even if the other party has a friendly attitude, it is absolutely impossible for Wuqing to seriously remove his defenses and temptations.
Xue Yiren was wearing a white shirt, and the robe over his coat was black, which made him look even more stern.
Yan Ting could hardly take his eyes off him, because Xue Yiren's swordsmanship was so superb, his understanding of swords was comparable to that of some cultivators who had just entered the world of cultivating immortals for a few years.
call--
Yan Ting let out a deep breath.
This old man is far more ordinary than Shi Guanyin, but he can put more pressure on them than Shi Guanyin. He may be very difficult to get along with.
But as long as the assassination group can be "incorporated" this time, Zhongyuan Yidianhong and Qu Wurong will be safe forever.
It's not necessarily the case that only the leader is left or the leader is dead, can they still be hunted down?
In fact, there is a wooden Taoist who is superb in swordsmanship, but he is farther away.
And Zuo Qinghou's family is a feud with Xue Yi's family, so he is not good at swordsmanship, but he has never learned how to form a group...
Xue Yiren's suspicion is still the biggest.
Yan Ting really didn't want to get too close - even though Xue Yiren looked like an ordinary old man who had a conversation.
They sat down on the chairs, Yan Ting and Xue Yiren said a few words (introducing each other's identities), the other party seemed to realize that he didn't want to talk, and quickly continued the conversation with Wuqing.
But the old man obviously hated politeness, he asked straight to the point: "Why are you here?"
There was a ruthless pause: "I want to know something."
Xue Yiren said "Oh?" "What's the matter?"
Ruthless: "Senior, is the leader of an assassination organization?"
Yan Ting was greatly shocked.
Yan Ting was taken aback.
Yan Ting's eyes widened and the fox was dumbfounded.
Too, too straightforward!So strong!Ruthless is too strong!
As long as it doesn't involve swordsmanship and medical skills, he seems to have lost the image of a master.Yan Ting shook his head inwardly, and quickly denied the words that suddenly came to mind.
The servants had already walked away discerningly after serving tea, ensuring that they could not hear a little bit.
Here, there was almost no sound for a while, and if an embroidery needle dropped on the ground, it would be audible!
And Xue Yiren was also in such an environment, slowly but surely said: "Yes."