The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 144 Entering the Marquis Mansion
The rain hadn't stopped, and it was getting dark.

On the long street, Chen Zhuo was standing outside a time-honored blacksmith's shop wearing a rain hat and carrying a backpack. He didn't even go to the "Rejuvenation Hall". He was eating a few sesame seed cakes in his hand.

The hot fire in the shop was scattered through the door, dyeing the wet street a layer of blood red.

One old and one young, the father and son were swinging the hammer hard, sweating profusely, their thick and knotted muscles were red from the toast.

Seeing Chen Zhuo approaching, the old man wiped the sweat off his body, turned into the back room, and came out with two sets of knife pouches in his hand.

The fire was jumping, and the flames were circling, two rows of bright and cold blades half exposed in the saber pouch, shaped like willow leaves, each contained twenty knives, they were willow leaf flying knives.

There are also two hundred steel-making knives.

Chen Zhuo put the steel knife into the back strap, hid the knife bag, paid most of the money on his body, and walked towards the other side.

As soon as those few arrows were fired, and Tong Guan was there, he undoubtedly jumped into this dragon's pool and tiger's lair called "Jianghu".

But he really didn't want to go back and forth among several intriguing forces and try his best to figure it out.

If he really had to make a choice, he would rather go to the north with Tong Guan to conquer Liao. Perhaps only under the impact of national hatred, blood and fire, he can integrate into this era faster.

The destination of warriors has always been the battlefield. In the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, guns were rampant, and there was no chance for the decline of martial arts. Now how can we miss the thousands of troops rushing into battle, gold and iron horses, and sooner or later we have to go to the human battlefield again.

Chen Zhuo walked alone in the rain, thinking about where to go.

The rain was thick and people were coming and going on the street.

Many people in the Jianghu and knight-errants were in a hurry, guessing that Su Mengzhen led Wang and Bai to start a counterattack.

Of course we have to fight back, three of the six confidantes died, two were rebellious, and five were killed at once, but any individual, as long as he has courage, loyalty, and blood, is afraid that he will fight back, let alone Su Mengzhen.

It has probably reached the territory of "Six and a Half Hall".

Wang Xiaoshi and Bai Choufei, two frustrated people, now have the status of "golden wind and light rain", and I believe it will not be long before they will become famous in the martial arts of the capital.

He was walking aimlessly, suddenly his eyes trembled, and he took half a step to the left. The next moment, a barbed wire had already hit the place where he was standing before.

Chen Zhuo followed closely and took another step to the right, and a few hidden weapons like cold stars fell on the left side, quenching the poison and sparking a ball of eye-catching sparks.

For a moment, it seemed as if one hair moved the whole body.

The market, where there were many pedestrians before, was suddenly empty. The tiled roofs on both sides and the shadowy corners were already hiding murderous intentions.

Chen Zhuo has already understood that those rangers who passed by before were all in disguise.

"Six and a half?"

It's a pity that although this hidden weapon is urgent, it can't compare with the waves of arrow rain during the day.

Chen Zhuo walked unhurriedly on the street, every step was beyond the expectation of the ambusher, but he was always able to dodge first.

Suddenly, the back bamboo fell from the rain.

Everyone's pupils shrank, and Gain disappeared.

When all the ambushers turned their eyes sharply in the rainy night and looked around, a figure was as fast as a ghost, flying like an ape, flipped from the air, landed lightly and silently, with black hair flying under the hat, and a Rakshasa face. He was already condescendingly scanning dozens of murderous intentions in the darkness from a corner of the eaves.

The eyes of the knife narrowed slightly, and he had turned over in a flash.

In the shadows, a man in black was wandering his eyes, and suddenly a person fell in front of him, and then looked at the raksha face with blue face and fangs, his heart suddenly jumped, and he couldn't help screaming, and raised his knife with his backhand, slashing at the person in front of him several times Knife light.

The lights of the swords criss-crossed like horses, full of murderous aura, but the strange thing is, the person in front of him walked left and right, and even avoided them all.

A big hand descended from the sky, already pressing on the head of the man in black.

Before the man could scream, his head sank and collapsed into his chest.

"Greetings!"

In the rain, I heard a mournful roar.

In an instant, at least [-] people appeared on the street, darting and flying, fists and swords, all came to surround and kill Chen Zhuo in unison.

But in the wind and rain, there seemed to be bursts of thunder rushing and passing by. In the blink of an eye, the wind and rain were as old as before. Dressed in green clothes, there were more than [-] people flying here and there on the long street, just like hanging paintings and sticking to the wall. Slid down, leaving bloodstains behind.

Chen Zhuo walked forward for a while with the sling on his back, and ran quickly, because there was another murderous intent behind him, and it became more and more intense. He was afraid that a master was coming, but he suddenly seemed to sense it, and raised his eyelids .

In the misty rain, I saw a person sitting quietly on the corner of the street.

This man is not sitting on a stool, but sitting in a wheelchair, with his legs up to his knees, his face is very calm, he is dressed in a Confucian cloth skirt, a white shirt with long sleeves, sword eyebrows and thin lips, he is stern and stern.

When he saw Chen Zhuo, a little worry flashed across the brows of this man, his face was pale as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, gloomy but unusual.

This person just raised his eyes and glanced at the rain curtain behind Chen Zhuo, all those murderous intentions had receded.

Chen Zhuo froze for a moment, then looked at the door next to the other party, and unknowingly arrived at the Shenhou Mansion again.

He turned around and was about to leave, but this person said unhurriedly, "Ahem...wait..."

"Where can you go? Since you didn't go with Su Mengzhen and killed the two hall masters of the Liufen Hall, even if you leave the capital, you will have to live incognito in the future."

This person's voice was very soft, as if talking to himself, but Chen Zhuo could hear it clearly.

The other party already knew about the "Bitter Water Store".

With such a state of mind, being physically disabled, and being a member of the "Shenhou Mansion", the identity of this person is ready to be revealed.

It is the head of the four famous arresters who are known as "A thousand miles without legs, and a thousand hands can't guard against", ruthless and full of cliffs.

He had met this person before, during the Lantern Festival Lantern Festival a few days ago, this person happened to be back home, and the two met face to face.

However, in terms of means, this person is similar to him.

Because this person has not cultivated internal strength, but only relying on hidden weapon kung fu has become the world's leading man. Although his legs are crippled, his lightness kung fu is the best in the world. Wizards.

"Since you have come here twice, you should trust your own feelings, why don't you come in and have a look."

Chen Zhuo stamped his feet, "I'm just a small person."

Ruthlessly rolled up his wide sleeves, and said slowly: "It won't be after tonight, your archery skill is enough to stand alone in the martial arts world. It can't be said, at this moment, the forces in the entire capital are looking for you, and someone wants to recruit you. Someone is going to kill you."

It's easy to hide with open spears, but hard to defend against with hidden arrows, not to mention such unimaginable archery skills. If you shoot cold arrows behind your back, everyone will have to worry about it. Therefore, for many people, they don't feel at ease if such characters fall into anyone's hands. Fall into their own hands.

Seeing that Chen Zhuo was silent, he sighed ruthlessly: "In this Jianghu, fame does not only come from fighting for power. There are more choices in life than you can see."

Chen Zhuo looked at the "Shenhou Mansion"...

……

"How is it?"

Inside the Sanhe Building.

A soft question came out from the mouth of a man with his head bowed.

This building is not eye-catching, even very ordinary, but it is a bit special because it is located at the boundary between Liufenbantang and Jinfengdriyu Building.

And this sitting person is the one who witnessed "Grandma Douzi" die in front of him during the day.

He is not ordinary, if the hall master of "Six and a Half Hall" is also considered an ordinary person, then ninety-nine out of ten people in the world would commit suicide in shame.

This person is the "Military Adviser" of Liufentang, and the right-hand man of "Lei Shun" who is the chief hall master; there are even rumors in the world that he is more terrifying than Lei Shun, and he is also more unpredictable. , Control the life and death of countless people, and the power is overwhelming.

He is the "low-headed dragon" Di Feijing.

He is very young, not like a big man who is in a high position and has power all over the world.

Snow-white gown, black cloak, hair hanging down, sitting on a somewhat worn wooden chair.

While asking questions, his slender and white hands lightly touched his ten fingers, catching some raindrops from the rain eaves outside the window, as if he could see the smoke and rain in Beijing and the lights of thousands of houses outside the window that were hidden in the night.

Now that Su Mengzhen has shown up, how could he be missing the think tank who opened up the territory of Liufenbantang.

Someone beside him replied respectfully: "If you go back to the hall master, Su Mengzhen is almost at the broken door."

Di Fei sighed in shock, "I didn't ask him. Since Kushuipu is on the verge of failure, the arrangement is already in vain. It is inevitable that he can kill the broken board door. He has to vent his anger. What I asked is Those three people who messed up the arrangement."

The subordinate beside him replied: "Two followed Su Mengzhen through life and death, and one left."

Di Fei asked in shock, "Didn't I tell you to bring the one that left?"

His voice is very soft, very light, very pleasant.

Almost back from the "Bitter Water Shop", Chen Zhuo's identity and origins have already appeared in front of him, although there is very little news.

In the capital city before the Lantern Festival, there is no such person in the rivers and lakes. He has a mysterious origin, and he seems to have an intersection with Tong Taishi. He once drank with him in "Sweet Water Lane".

The subordinate hurriedly said: "The brothers who went there folded 23 pieces, but they didn't bring them back."

"Hehe, it's so scary. He shot and killed the Sixth Hall Master from a hundred steps away. With such superb archery skills, if he is left alone and recruited by other forces, he will have to tremble in fear when he goes on the streets."

A charmingly smiling female voice sounded from the shadows in the corner, and a red dress could be faintly seen, rolling like fire.

"Don't waste your efforts, this person has already entered the Shenhou Mansion."

Another rough and harsh male voice followed, standing with arms folded, also hidden in the shadows.

Di Fei was startled and pondered for a moment. His original explanation was to bring him back alive, or to bring him back after death, but now this is the third result, "Fortunately, it's not a bad result, at least no one gets this person."

Then he said softly: "Second hall master, third hall master, you go to resist Su Mengzhen first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two people in the corner disappeared, only the wooden window moved slightly, the wind and rain drifted in, and they walked swiftly.

There was no one in the building, and Di Feijing was still talking to himself, as if reminding himself, or thinking.

"pity!"

　I am not used to the change of style, do you feel that I am not used to it?Allow me to find the feeling slowly.

　　Then I will talk about the archery method. I think some people don’t understand why the protagonist suddenly has an amazing archery method. I think there is a saying in the archer Liu Baiyuan that is very good. The arrow is the strength of the fist, such as Bengquan, His fists are like cannonballs, his body is like a bow, and he uses this to generate strength, and he has the killing intent to lock the enemy, so his archery skills are superb.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)