I am the sword fairy

Chapter 31 The Collapsed Ambusher

He suddenly stopped and landed on the snow. He did not stop, but walked forward step by step.

The heavy snow reached his ankles, but fortunately he was wearing boots and stepped on the soft snow without making much sound. He also muttered at a normal speaking volume: "Damn, this is a bad place, I never want to come back... "

The warning sign in his heart was still strong. He ran the scriptures, put himself in an ethereal state, and carefully captured the source of uneasiness.

The Sword Spirit's thoughts came to his mind: "It's not bad, I'm not so carried away, and I can still sense danger."

Song Yu was furious: "You knew there was danger, why didn't you warn me?"

Sword Spirit: "It doesn't matter, I will take action."

Song Yu: "..."

"Let's see if you're trapped in Wenrou Township. Tsk tsk...you've fallen into the pile of pink fat." The sword spirit then began to tease him.

"I'm not that kind of person."

"I see you enjoying it!"

"Jianjian, you are the mother's wife, right?"

"roll!"

As Song Yu walked, he was bickering with the sword spirit. He was vigilant, but he did not relax at all.

Maintaining a state of looseness on the outside and tightness on the inside, when I was still more than twenty meters away from the house, I finally determined the source of the uneasiness.

Right inside the house!

To be precise, the other party is hiding under Song Xueqi's bed right now!
The reason why he knew so clearly was because what he just said was deliberately overheard by the other party.

Then use the fastest speed to find a suitable hiding place.

At this distance, Song Yu can roughly sense the opponent's position by running the scripture.

It just so happened that he was very familiar with this place.

Song Yu was wondering about the other party's identity.

First of all, the possibility of ordinary thieves can be ruled out.

Not to mention that I didn’t even see any footprints along the way, and no thief would be so unprofessional as to steal in a place where beggars would want to cry when they see him.

Secondly, hunters and passing firewood collectors can be excluded for the same reason as above.

Too many people are so poor that they feel guilty if they don't leave anything behind.

Then there is only one possibility left: it is related to the antique dealer he killed!

Previously, he analyzed that the antique dealer was unlikely to tell others about this matter in order to securely obtain the seal.

Now it seems that that person may have close subordinates or other accomplices.

Knowing that the last person the antique dealer saw... was him!
Song Yu entered the courtyard and looked at the slightly messy footprints in the courtyard.

He looked up at the chimney again.

Sure enough, the snow there showed signs of melting and then freezing.

It was obvious that this person had been here for several days and had been waiting here without going out.

It was freezing, cold and hungry, so I had to light a fire to keep warm and cook.

But he must be a very cautious person!

Because there is not a trace of smoke coming out of the chimney at the moment, a fire is probably only lit once every night.

Looking towards the thatched shed where firewood was stacked, there were signs of movement.

Song Yu ran the scriptures and continued to sense the person. He walked to the wall and picked up a broom to sweep the snow in the yard. He sighed and said, "I guess I won't come back again. Let's clean this place for the last time!"

"Father, Mom, I figured it out and finally accepted Uncle Huang's kindness and became the acting owner of Yuntian Martial Arts School. When I get rich in the future, I will make my sister live a good life. Don't worry..."

"I'm so lucky. As soon as I became the owner of the gym, I caught up with Zhang Xiaohai from all over the world and came to challenge my brother Huang Teng. As a result, I was beaten up by Xiao Huang. You don't know how powerful I am. Through this incident , I got to know Zhang Fan, the eldest son of the world, and turned bad things into good things."

"I also met the eldest son of Prince Qi through Zhang Fan. I'm afraid you two elders didn't expect it, right? Your son... actually got the favor of Prince Qi!"

"He values ​​me very much and gives him a house and a maid. I don't even know how to repay him..."

Song Yu was mumbling to himself in the yard while sweeping the snow.

I almost suffocated the man in the room to death!
He was lying under Song Xueqi's bed, holding a sword in his hand.

This is Wang Dachui, the top swordsmith in the capital, who made it by himself using the finest hundred-refined pattern steel.

Not to mention a human leg bone, even a tiger can be cut in half with one knife!
But this little guy didn't follow the routine. When he returned to the old house, he didn't even enter the house. He was actually clearing the snow in the yard!
You've already said that you may never come back again, and yet you are still scanning... scanning your mother!
Don’t you know that after a heavy snowfall, this place will be back to its original state?
This man originally wanted to hide under the bed, wait for Song Yu to come in, catch him by surprise, and give him a hard blow!

As a result, I became sulky and almost suffered internal injuries.

But it wasn't completely fruitless, at least he knew this kid's current situation.

No wonder I had to come back. It turned out that I got rich, but your grandfather and I had to suffer for several days in a place where we were so poor that we urinated blood!

Just show off with this secret poking and you hope your dead parents can hear it, right?
Don’t worry, I will send you to reunite with your parents later!

At this time, Song Yu outside seemed a little tired and stopped talking. All he could hear was the rustling sound of a broom sweeping away snow.

After waiting for almost a stick of incense, just when the man had almost completely lost his patience and was about to just come out and kill this scoundrel with a knife, Song Yu finally spoke again.

"Ha, it's so clean. I've found the warm memories of my childhood again!"

"Father, mother, have you seen it? Your son has not forgotten his roots. Even though he has become the owner of the museum and a person of status, he still maintains his original simplicity."

At this time, there was another sound of pulling firewood from the pile of firewood from the hay shed outside.

Then I heard Song Yu say: "Let this room be warm one last time!"

The person under the bed: "..." You're not done yet, are you?
At this time, the door was opened, and Song Yu was heard whispering: "Didn't I lock the door when I left?"

With a creak, the door was closed, and the room fell into semi-darkness.

Song Yu first threw the firewood in the kitchen and then walked towards the back room.

The person under the bed suddenly became calm and alert, ready to take action at any time.

After Song Yu entered the house, he rummaged around the house and muttered: "You stinky girl didn't even know how to clean up, so why did she make such a mess? Could it be that there was a thief? What stupid thief would come to a place like this to steal things?"

As he spoke, he put the things that the brother and sister valued more...mainly their father's relics in his arms.

He glanced at the big wardrobe over his sister's side. There were clothes that the boy and his sister had worn since childhood.

Song Xueqi was a careful person and was reluctant to throw it away. She washed it and folded it and put it there.

"That's it, let's say goodbye properly!" He turned around and picked up the pile of firewood from the kitchen, placed it four or five meters away, and threw it next to Song Xueqi's bed with a bang.

The person under the bed who was on high alert was suddenly confused.

What the hell is he trying to do?
At this time, I heard Song Yu say: "I'll never come back anyway, so I might as well burn it."

The man under the bed couldn't bear it any longer. His calmness, composure, and defensiveness were all gone in an instant.

He was simply furious, furious, and furious!

He rolled over, came out from under the bed, and roared: "What the hell are you saying and doing are human things? It's worth a lot of money to break the house. This is your ancestral home! If you just say you want to burn it, why not?" Sweep your motherfucker..."

The moment he rolled out, kicked the firewood that Song Yu had left beside the bed, and cursed furiously, Song Yu rushed over from the side like a swift leopard!

With almost all his strength...he kicked the man's leg that was kicking the firewood hard.

The scolding stopped abruptly.

next moment.

"Ow!"

The man let out a scream so shrill that it almost blew off the roof of the shabby house.

Before he could react, his waist was hit hard again!
Song Yu kicked one side of his waist to pieces!

Before it was over, Song Yu's entire body fell down and hit the man's chest hard with his elbow.

Click!

Broken sternum!

puff!
The man spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out on the spot.

Song Yu kicked away the knife he had let go of, and then, still worried that it was not safe, he raised his foot and stepped hard.

Click!

Click!

Click!

The man's remaining good legs and two arms were crushed by him.

The person who had already passed out was suddenly awakened by the pain and let out an extremely miserable howl.

In broad daylight, the screams can even be heard for miles!

It's a pity that this is a place where no one will come even if their throats are broken.

Several mouthfuls of blood spurted out one after another, his hair was soaked with sweat, and his face was as pale as paper.

One pair of eyes almost bulged out of their sockets, and his mind went blank.

There are no malicious looks or rich psychological activities.

The whole person is directly in a state of life worse than death.

Song Yu walked over and picked up the knife, weighing it twice in his hand. It felt good in the hand.

He casually swung his knife at the bundle of firewood on the ground - whew!

Almost an entire bundle of firewood was immediately cut into two pieces.

Song Yu couldn't help but be a little stunned. Damn it, so sharp?
The inside of this bundle of firewood was as thick as a baby's arm and as thin as an adult's thumb. With a wave of his hand, without much effort, it all broke into two pieces!

Look again and see that the fracture is flat and smooth.

The knife in his hand still shimmered coldly in the dim light, and the blade did not change at all!
"Good knife!"

Song Yu praised.

"That's the...proud work of...the number one swordsmith in the capital, Wang...Sledgehammer, of course, great!"

The limbs were wasted, the sternum was broken, and a man whose waist was kicked to pieces gasped hard and carefully explained the origin of the knife to Song Yu.

Song Yu glanced at him and thought, "Are you a fool?"

Also, what about the proud work of the number one swordsman in the capital and the number one in the world?

It's in my hands now!
"what?"

Song Yu suddenly realized something was wrong, moved a chair and sat there, thinking seriously.

This knife comes from the capital?
Or is it the proud work of some number one swordsmith?

The status of top craftsmen is not low in any era. In ancient times, they could create magical weapons that emperors and generals longed for. In modern times, it is even more powerful. Real top masters can even hand-craft parts for atomic bombs!
Excluding the braggadocio factor of this guy, even if it is just a knife forged by a top swordsmith...can anyone own it?
It reminds me of what the middle-aged antique dealer said at that time - the person who commissioned him to find the seal was a big shot.

"Looking at it this way, the current scope can be reduced to the capital city?"

However, it is difficult to say this kind of thing, and he still has too few clues.

In fact, if there wasn't someone here waiting to ambush him, he would even want to forget about it completely!
Although Hanjiang is a bitter cold place in the north of the Great Wall, for him now, it is a very good place to live and practice.

There are many relatives and friends, and there is no shortage of girls. Just practice with peace of mind. Why bother to take the initiative to find troubled waters when you have nothing to do?

But right now, things don't seem to be as simple as he thought.

He looked at the half-dead man in front of him, and a strong anger arose in his heart.

If I were not vigilant today, I would be the one whose legs would be cut off and would be worse off than dead!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He stood up, walked up to the man with a knife, raised his foot and stepped on the wound where the man's leg was broken by his kick.

"Ow!"

The man who had been able to hold back his screams just now could no longer hold back, and started to howl again.

The whole person collapsed.

Roaring, blood and saliva flew everywhere: "You asked! I didn't say no!"

Song Yu looked at him and said, "You are thinking too much. I don't want to know anything. I just want to torture you."

This person: "..."

Song Yu said calmly: "When I get rid of this bad breath, I will light this place on fire."

"I'll give you a free... cremation."

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