Martial arts long journey

Chapter 87 Late Night Visitors
With a splash of ink, one after another Wu characters with a sense of coldness were written by Zhou Yan, and they jumped vividly on the high-quality rice paper.

At the same time, with the gradual reduction of the white rice paper, the night outside the guest room is getting darker and darker.

The bright and clear moon, like a white jade plate, slowly sprinkled wisps of brilliance, projected into the guest room where Zhou Yan was staying through the hollowed-out tallow window.

The bright and cold moonlight reflected the constantly flickering candlelight, making Zhou Yan's sword-browed and star-eyed face seem to be covered with a layer of silver-gray tulle, mysterious and cold.

Suddenly, not just for some reason, the brush in Zhou Yan's hand suddenly stopped.

For a while, seeing Zhou Yan, who was still writing and writing, immersed in the practice of the Spring and Winter Judgments, slowly turned his ear to the guest room to listen to the past.

"Crack! Kick..."

Accompanied by Zhou Yan's attentive listening, one after another of broken and small sounds gradually entered Zhou Yan's ears from far and near.

The sound turned out to be the sound of the tiles on the roof of the guest room being broken and rubbed when someone passed by and stepped on them.

However, Zhou Yan didn't take the rubbing sound to heart, because the footsteps were not covered up at all, so naturally it couldn't be aimed specifically at Zhou Yan.

In this Jianghu martial arts world, situations similar to what Zhou Yan encountered, it is unknown how many times it will happen every night.

Presumably, someone should have passed by the guest room where Zhou Yan lived, and that's all Zhou Yan noticed.

Although this kind of person who haunts late at night must have an ulterior purpose behind it.

But Zhou Yan had just arrived and hadn't established a firm foothold in the Sui'an Mansion, so he naturally didn't want to get involved in these messes.

As long as Zhou Yan wasn't involved, he wouldn't bother with such nosy business, so just pass by.

Following that, Zhou Yan waved the brush in his hand again, ready to continue to practice calligraphy to practice the Spring and Winter Commandments.

However, there are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in life, even if Zhou Yan no longer intends to pay attention to what is beyond the roof, he is actually involved in these crap things.

Just when Zhou Yan had just written half of the word Wu, the sound of hurried footsteps outside the roof disappeared beside the window of Zhou Yan's guest room.

"Crench!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Yan heard the sound of a window opening and closing. He looked up and saw a black figure holding a slender long knife, quickly turned over the window and entered the guest room.

Although the person who came was wearing a black night suit and a black veil was covering his face, Zhou Yan couldn't see the person's specific appearance clearly.

But the night clothes couldn't hide the exquisite body of the visitor, Zhou Yan immediately knew that the visitor was a woman.

"Hey, I don't know what is the so-called girl breaking into my guest room late at night?!"

Seeing such a situation, Zhou Yan gently put down the Langhao brush in his hand, and said with a long sigh.

Hearing Zhou Yan's sigh, the woman closed the window of the guest room tightly, then turned around and looked back and forth at the situation in the guest room.

After realizing that there was no threat in the guest room, the woman's eyes slowly fell on Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan's scholarly gown, coupled with the rice paper with wet ink on the table, made the woman mistook Zhou Yan for a powerless scholar.

Afterwards, the woman's tense body seemed to relax a little. She gave Zhou Yan a cold look, and without replying, she sat directly in front of the table with dishes, and tasted those dishes without restraint. The exquisite stir-fry that Zhou Yan ordered.

But even so, the woman did not take off the black veil that covered her face.

"It's fine for the girl to stay in my guest room at night, but the girl ate my dishes without my permission. Isn't that a bit too much?!"

Seeing that the woman didn't take herself seriously, Zhou Yan couldn't help but a cold look flashed across his face, and he said in an indifferent voice.

"You scholar, don't meddle in your own business, I'll leave in a while, otherwise you have to think about the consequences yourself!"

Hearing Zhou Yan's questioning, the woman raised the slender long knife in her left hand, and lowered her voice to threaten Zhou Yan.

"Okay, what a meddle in other people's business, I really want to know what the consequences of what the girl said will happen!"

After a cold light flashed in his eyes, Zhou Yan immediately let out a sneer.

If the woman had been nice and angry, Zhou Yan would not have felt much anger, the most he would have been to drive the woman out of the guest room.

However, who would have thought that after the woman opened the window and entered the guest room, she would not pay him any attention as the master.

For a moment, Zhou Yan couldn't help feeling a trace of Ling Ran's anger.

Although Zhou Yan had just arrived in the city of Sui'an, he hadn't gained a firm footing yet, and he didn't want to cause trouble for no reason.

But this doesn't mean that Zhou Yan is easy to bully, but seeing Zhou Yan suddenly slapped the wooden table in front of him, he rushed out with his strength, and attacked the woman with a wave of his hand.

"Crack!"

Seeing that the wooden table in front of Zhou Yan was smashed into pieces under Zhou Yan's angry palm, the woman's eyes suddenly showed a look of extreme horror.

She really did not expect that a scholar who seemed to be extremely weak in stature actually possessed such terrifying martial arts strength.

By the time the woman came to her senses, Zhou Yan had already swung his palm and attacked not far in front of her.

Looking at the palm that was faintly shining with purple light, and then recalling the torn wooden table just now, the woman who knew she was invincible didn't care if it hurt her face.

She quickly lifted her foot to kick the ground, and a donkey rolled along the way, dodging Zhou Yan's incomparably swift attack.

Immediately afterwards, the woman quickly pulled out the slender long knife in her hand, guarding against Zhou Yan's next attack.

"Crack!"

There was another sound of cracking, and the wooden table where the woman was just now collapsed and shattered with Zhou Yan's palm.

The few dishes of exquisite stir-fry placed on the table immediately fell to the ground and turned into a mess.

Seeing that Zhou Yan's palm strength was so terrifying, a look of remorse immediately appeared on the woman's face covered under the black veil.

Even her white palm holding the long knife couldn't help shaking tremblingly.

"My lord, wait a moment, but the little girl was a little rude just now, I hope you will be tolerant!"

Immediately, her voice was hurried but deliberately lowered as she said, as if she didn't want to be discovered by others.

(End of this chapter)