sword sentient beings

Chapter 68

Tang Zhao hurriedly tidied up the room, and when he came outside, everything fell silent.

In the remote mountain Taoist temple, once the lights are turned off, you can't see your fingers, and everything is silent, as if you are outside the world.

At the other end of the jingshe, in the room where Pei and Wang drank, gradually they could not hear the sound, nor could they see the shadow reflected on the window, presumably they were drunk.Others, both boys and girls and the octogenarians, fell asleep.

Tang Zhao quietly entered a small room, poured himself a glass of water, first covered the glass with his hands, and warmed his fingers after washing the tea cup in cold water with hot air.

The stiff fingers gradually softened, and he couldn't help asking himself:
What am I doing here?
Sneaking out of the warm blanket in the middle of the night and coming to the ancient temple in the mountains to disguise himself to collect information, Tang Zhao thought it would be a thrilling adventure, but ended up doing housework all night.

He hasn't washed as many dishes in twelve years as he did in one night.

intelligence……

"It counts as a collection?"

At least he knew that this group of forces coveting the Devil's Nest with a large number of people and swordsmen sitting in it felt much more respectable than the rabble in Iron Scorpion Castle.

Swordsman, Swordsman, Sanren, Heavy Swordsman...

Except for the spirit officer, the configuration is already complete.

He thought about it, and focused on the "sword user".

Soldier against soldier, general against general.Swordsmen are of course dealt with by swordsmen.The mysterious swordsman with a big frame has his own Xing Ji to match him.And Tang Zhao's counterpart should be the sword envoy.

Pei Shoujing...

The girl's appearance flashed in his mind - she was a very calm girl.To be praised by the ancestors of the family must not be weak.

She is the swordsman who is officially in charge of the power sword. She must be more familiar with various swordsmanship than herself, and she should be proficient in all kinds of tactics.

As for myself, apart from relying on the strength of the sword itself, I only have the advantage of "the enemy is clear and we are dark".

But is that really an advantage?

Tang Zhao didn't even know what kind of sword she was, only that her sword was related to plum blossoms.Do you want to spy again?
Is this a side event?He's not a professional spy, so what kind of routines would he ask?In Mr. Chen's spy war stories, those who are self-righteous and do not act according to the plan are miserable.

Now there seems to be a new situation, the mysterious swordsman will come tomorrow, will the plan change?
The door rang behind him, Tang Zhao said, "Master?"

This is called Black Widow, and he calls it that when no one is around, so as not to be heard and suspicious.

It was Black Widow who came, and she was alone.

In the darkness, her outline was indistinct, and the yellow crown on her head was very obvious. She came to Tang Zhao, leaned down, and whispered in his ear, "Get ready, we're going down the mountain."

Tang Zhao said, "Tomorrow..."

"Tomorrow is none of your business." In the darkness, her voice was fairly steady, but her voice was faster than usual, almost without the kind of laziness: "I didn't know that there was a swordsman coming, so I brought you out. Now that the plan has changed, I can't interfere with the swordsman's affairs, and I have already sent a message to inform the district inspector."

Tang Zhao opened his mouth, wanting to say, "Why does it sound like you brought me out privately, and the District Prosecutor doesn't even know?"

But he still didn't question, and said, "What about you?"

The black widow said: "I'll take you down the mountain, and I'll be back before dawn. It's nothing if you are missing a Taoist boy in the temple. If I'm gone, then it's not a secret? It's not easy to manage my status, and it's not time to abandon it. Let's go Bar."

Tang Zhaodao: "I'll go down the mountain by myself. You stay here, don't let people see you going up and down the mountain, and make people suspicious."

The black widow said: "That can't be done. Do you recognize the southeast, north, south, and north in this deep mountain and old forest? I will send you to a safe place before you can come back. It is important to keep this stronghold, but you are more important. If you destroy this place, you will not be able to catch fish at most. Hurt you, Xing Ji will fight me hard."

Tang Zhao didn't say any more, and he didn't have anything to prepare. The two got up directly and walked out through the back door gently.

When they came down the mountain, the two of them did not light the lamps, and walked back along the road when they came in silence.

Suddenly, the black widow pulled Tang Zhao and said, "Hide."

Tang Zhao didn't feel anything unusual, but this was not the time to hesitate, so he slipped his footsteps and hid behind the bushes.

The black widow hid behind a tree in the other direction.

Just after the two sank down at the same time, a white figure walked over from a distance.

Tang Zhao glanced at it quietly, then lowered his head immediately, and only saw the man's white hair hanging down like a waterfall.

Is that the swordsman?

So the swordsman also came on foot?There is no Yujian flying.

He was amused by his own thoughts, thinking about Xingji, thinking about Ping Jiangqiu, swordsmen usually eat and sleep, walk and ride horses, there is nothing special except for a little weird personality.

But unlike those unreliable swordsmen he knew, this swordsman had white hair and was stern, and his footsteps stepped on the dead leaves in the mountains, making a rustling sound. The closer he got, the more he could hear Tang Zhao's breathlessness.

Don't be nervous, nervousness can cause rapid heartbeat and shortness of breath, but it is easy to be noticed.

He used internal strength to adjust the movement of breath, although he was not proficient, but the effect was good, and gradually he couldn't hear his own breathing.As for the Black Widow on the opposite side, it was not Tang Zhao's turn to worry, even if Tang Zhao was discovered, she would not be discovered.

Seeing that the white-haired man was about to pass by him, he suddenly heard other voices.

Before he could tell what the voice was, the white-haired man had already stopped in his tracks and said, "Are you still determined? You're so stupid."

I saw a person stumbled out, his face was covered with blood, like a bloody man, but he still stood up straight and said, "How could I tell you to run away?"

Tang Zhao was astonished and almost cried out, "Teacher Si—"

The white-haired man lowered his voice a few degrees, and said: "Run away? Look at you, are you worthy of letting me run away? I don't bother to bother with your district attorney, and I spare your life, but you still pester me endlessly. liquor."

Tang Zhao was worried and surprised at the same time: Judging from his tone, he didn't intend to make an enemy of the District Prosecutor?Didn't he want to organize people to attack the Devil's Nest?Why keep it?

Si Liyu wiped the blood from his head, and said in a condensed voice, "Hand over Tang Zhao."

Tang Zhao was stunned, and the white-haired man said: "I said before that I don't know Tang Zhao. Say it again now. My patience is limited."

Si Liyu said: "When you entered Tang Zhao's room, he disappeared. Now you tell me that you don't know him? Aren't you the one who gave his reward to all the gangsters?"

Tang Zhao suddenly realized: the black widow really brought him out privately, and the prosecutor didn't even know about it.His disappearance has nothing to do with others, this is a misunderstanding.

But why would this person come into his room?As expected, he was the one who issued the reward, and the District Prosecutor has good intelligence.But since he already knew about this person, why didn't Xing Ji take action, leaving Si Liyu alone?
Tang Zhao stared at the white-haired man again, confirming that he did not know him, why would he offer a reward to himself?
Anyway, it was a misunderstanding, Si Liyu's situation was not good, Tang Zhao had to stand up, let Si Liyu know that he was safe, and stop using force.

Of course, he can't jump out and say "I'm here, don't hit me anymore". After all, this person has wanted him before, and he may really want to arrest him, but this time no one was found.If Tang Zhao ran out recklessly, the fake hostages would become real hostages, which would be bad for everyone.

He wandered his eyes, intending to move silently to a place where only Si Liyu could see him, and when the time came to reveal his face, Si Liyu's vigilance would naturally take the opportunity to retreat.

The white-haired man said indifferently: "Who? Oh, that kid. I don't need him anymore, I have a better one. Also, since I met you, keep your paws away from me. I smell The stench of the district inspector makes me want to vomit. These days you are chasing me and sniffing around, I ignore you because I don’t want to cause trouble, not because I’m afraid of you. Don’t make me kick your kennel. Get out.”

Si Liyu stared at him and said, "I see, did you put him in the jar?"

Tang Zhao was terrified, he didn't care about anything else, he stretched his head out to take a look, and saw the white-haired man was holding a pot in his hand, which was exactly what he put under the bed——

Ping Jiangqiu!
All of a sudden, Tang Zhao panicked, could it be said that the white-haired man broke into his room at night and was rushing to Ping Jiangqiu? !

The white-haired man raised his eyebrows when he heard the word "jar", and scolded: "Shame on your face, go--" A cold light flashed, and the blade came out of its sheath: "Death!"

He was fast, and Si Liyu was not slow either. He rushed forward almost at the same time, rushing forward like an arrow off the string, and the light of the sword in his hand was extinguished.

His sword is not as bright as frost and snow, but a seductive...

Bloody!
His sword is in the same state as he is now, full of blood, dyeing the night with blood.

Amidst the different-colored sword energy, the two quickly exchanged a few moves, and Si Liyu retreated violently, taking several steps back in succession.

The white-haired man said coldly: "It's just a magic weapon, how dare you offend the swordsman?"

Si Liyu was panting more and more, and the blood on his head and body couldn't help flowing down, covering the blade of the sword.

The blade was still bright red, but it was more dazzling and brighter.

The blade of the sword, which was solidified like a ruby, is now flowing like blood in a blood vessel, and is connected with the hand holding the sword.

The red color poured in from bottom to top, spreading wantonly like complicated tattoos, dyeing his body red inch by inch.A faint blood mist diffused, and Si Liyu's figure was shrouded in the thin mist, and his facial features were half-hidden and became very strange.

The white-haired man's originally indifferent expression gradually became dignified, and the blade in his hand trembled slightly. He didn't show a vision like Si Liyu, but he stretched out his other hand and grabbed the sword formula.

Tang Zhao didn't care about hiding, and moved behind the white-haired man along the bushes.

(End of this chapter)