Comprehensive martial arts: He was in the Jin Kingdom, but he returned to the Southern Song Dynasty

Chapter 18 There is a finger coming from the dark place

Lu Chen crouched on the tree, pushing aside the green leaves in front of him, and through the gap he saw several slaves groveling in front of the military master.

They ran all the way and scattered in all directions, just like A, B, B and D being chased in a ghost movie. Just like in a ghost movie, they had no idea that the ghost Lu Chen was following behind.

Fortunately, there are people everywhere in Prince Zhao's palace. This is Wanyan Honglie's residence and the command center of this frontier fortress. There are soldiers everywhere. They found a shelter and revealed the news about Lu Chen. It is said that the woman in black is still alive even though she is dead, possessing a domestic slave and is killing everyone.

These words are confusing and add fuel to the fire, and the scene described is close to fantasy. Not only was Lu Chen possessed by a ghost, he turned into a green face with fangs, three heads and six arms, as if he had opened up the heaven and earth, and wanted to cause trouble in the heavenly palace.

Lu Chen was speechless when he was listening in the tree. He really wanted to jump down and say "Wow" with his teeth and claws dancing, just to see if he could scare a few to death.

Several soldiers were obviously speechless, but they also knew that any information in the palace was very important at the moment, so they rushed back one after another.

They came in a hurry and left in a hurry. A few gossips made Lu Chen aware of the situation at Zhui Ming.

"It turns out that Lao Cui has succeeded. He is confronting Wanyan Honglie and wants to take away Wanyan Kang... Oh, there's a side issue. I knew Bao Xiruo would do something bad. But that's her son, so there's nothing I can do about it. If my mother knew I came here to suffer and suffer, and you will definitely be reluctant to leave me...forget it, just forgive her."

He complained and was magnanimous, and suddenly frowned, "No, Lao Cui didn't know the person who secretly pointed the finger. Although that person killed Mei Chaofeng in a sneak attack, he only had one move, and his martial arts skills were probably not good enough." Not as good as Lao Cui, I’m just afraid something will happen! No, I have to go take a look over there!”

Thinking of this, I walked a little further and found a murder scene of Mei Chaofeng. He jumped down and found the corpse of a golden soldier. He didn't care about it, just pulled out the corpse and threw it into the thorn bushes. Then he put the blood-stained military uniform on his body and stuffed the medicinal materials between his waist and abdomen. He looked much bloated, and he became a potbellied veteran.

"Wait, who are you!"

As soon as he finished all this, the soldiers came all the way and met him. They all gathered around him with knives and guns and told him not to move.

Lu Chen explained that he and the many golden soldiers at his feet were all colleagues, and because he could not stop the crazy woman, he was lucky enough to survive. He fainted and woke up just now. After finishing speaking, he picked up a knife on the ground and waved it wildly. "Many brothers were harmed by her. If I don't kill her to take revenge, I will be a man in vain!"

While performing, he felt proud because he felt that he was so talented in acting that he was able to add extra scenes at short notice, so he could be called an experienced actor.

This may be bragging, but the reality is that it really diverted everyone's attention, and the golden soldiers were made to laugh. The captain said, "You are destined to never become a man in this life. That crazy woman has already been killed. If the young prince takes action, he will be able to capture her."

"what?"

Lu Chen then looked astonished and amazed, and seemed to be in admiration.

Everyone felt that he admired Wan Yankang's martial arts skills, but he was the only one who knew that Wan Yankang's most admirable thing was his face, and he actually dared to declare that he killed Mei Chaofeng.

He thought to himself, "Okay, they say that the junior brother learns from the senior brother, and I did the same when I met the master. Just say that I killed Mei Chaofeng, and I also killed these golden soldiers, and all the credit is mine. of."

After this farce, Lu Chen completely became one of Jin Bing's own, wearing a leather hat and leather armor, holding a steel knife in his hand, standing at the end of the team, it was difficult to notice any difference from others.

In order to deal with the martial arts people, Prince Zhao's Mansion deployed dozens of similar teams throughout the vast Zhao Prince's Mansion. They were originally scattered in all directions, but now they have been ordered to gather together again, like strands of trickling water, constantly converging, the streams gather into rivers, and the rivers gather into rivers.

Along the way, we saw more and more soldiers. The golden soldiers confirmed each other's leader's identity, and the one with higher status became the leader. The team merged into one and continued to move forward until they reached their destination.

Finally, the team stopped, and there was a huge crowd in front of them. There were probably hundreds of people with ordinary swords and armors.

The former captain suddenly became someone else's subordinate. After receiving the order, he looked back at everyone and counted his soldiers. Why is there one missing?
When no one knew about it, Lu Chen secretly left the team and climbed a tree. Because of his good eyesight and strong internal strength, he could see the appearance of the countryside that was deliberately opened up in the distance. After thinking about it, I knew that it was the "Niujiacun Memorial Hall" specially restored by Bao Xiruo.

In the village, the golden soldiers formed a circle, and there was an empty space in the middle, with a few small figures inside.

To ordinary people, they looked like tiny dots. Lu Chen looked at them intently, zooming in on everything he saw. Unsurprisingly, he discovered Zhuiming, Wanyan Honglie and Bao Xiruo sitting in the middle. At the same time, the conversation of several people can be clearly heard amidst the extremely noisy sound.

"Good thing we caught up." Lu Chen breathed a sigh of relief. He was most afraid of chasing his life and becoming the next Mei Chaofeng, but now it seems that he has not reached that point yet.

……

While Wanyan Honglie was giving the order, Zhui Ming sat leisurely among the many soldiers, taking a sip of wine from the wine gourd from time to time, chatting with Bao Xiruo, and asking them about what happened back then, as if this place was not a dangerous place. Prince Zhao's Mansion is a wine shop at the head of the village.

His leisurely and calm demeanor even infected the originally timid Bao Xiruo, making her gradually let go of her nervousness.

The question of pursuing life is nothing more than what will happen in the future.

Bao Xiruo answered one by one, "Of course I will find Tie Xin first... and then follow Tie Xin's wishes... If I am asked to discuss it myself, I must first go back to Niujia Village... pay homage to the elderly in the family... let Kang'er and Tie Xin Father and son recognize each other..."

After saying seven or eight sentences, I was both happy and worried about the gains and losses.

Bao Xiruo turned to look at Zhui Ming, trying to get some kind of affirmation.

This was the day she had dreamed of, but because she had waited too long, dreamed too much, and prayed too hard, she even suspected that this eve that was so close in front of her was not reality, but a drunken dream.

Lu Chen in the distance nodded, he knew this feeling best, just like a beggar who has been hungry for too long. Even if he gets a sour bun, he still feels that it is a superfluous gift from God, and he is afraid that God will take it back.

Regarding this mentality, Zhui Ming just smiled and said, "This is really good, Mrs. Yang. People like you should live such a life. In fact, when I become a police officer, I just want everyone to live such a life."

What this means is: You didn’t ask for too much, this is what you deserve, it’s God who owes you. Life in this world is not for suffering, but for enjoying happiness, and your happiness is coming soon. After sending you happiness, I am going to send someone else’s happiness.

Lu Chen believes that Zhui Ming is pretending to be a professional Santa Claus. But it is undeniable that Bao Xiruo, a woman in her forties, suffers from this same thing as any child in the world.

As a result, these fantasies about the beautiful days in the future gradually seemed to have a real sense, wrapping her up and becoming a real life that she could see and touch.

As Bao Xiruo continued to talk, he became more and more excited, his eyes shone brighter, and there was no longer any burden in his heart.

Later, without asking for help, she had already set up a series of plans for one year, three years, five years and so on. She was determined to take care of the chickens and ducks first, then cultivate the fields, and then build a new house. She also wanted to find girls from the east, west, south, and north for Wan Yankang to date. She must be the most beautiful and virtuous. And when she has a grandson, she will After raising my grandson, how to choose a name is a problem. I have to read the "Book of Songs", "Chu Ci" and "Historical Records"...

He continued talking like this, and even talked about the scene of himself and Yang Tiexin gray-haired and full of children and grandchildren two, three or four years later.

After more than ten years of hard work, Bao Xiluo developed the graceful temperament of a princess, but now she talks like a village woman in the countryside.

She was excited, looking forward to it, more enthusiastic, and seemed restrained. In fact, her heart was overflowing with an indescribable sense of relief from suffering, and she could only vent it out in this way. After all, she was not excited and looking forward to passionate relief, she was just happy, happier than anyone else in the world.

There were hundreds of soldiers in the audience, ready for battle and with murderous intent, but they were all listening to her talk about filial piety. Everyone looked at each other, feeling both embarrassed and ridiculous.

Lu Chen sat on the tree and held his chin, thinking, "Hey, Lao Bao, Lao Bao, you can't deal with everyone."

"what……"

At this point, Zhui Ming couldn't say anything, so he could only shake his head and laugh, but in his heart he felt that Bao Xiruo, who was now rustic and ill-mannered, was ten times more beautiful than before.

Wanyan Honglie was listening to every word, and everything was clear to his ears.

His expression turned gloomy at first. He gradually began to bite his lips again and his facial features trembled.

Later, he gradually revealed a sense of helplessness as if he had been submerged in water, and his face was frighteningly pale.

In the end, there was no expression at all. It was neither rosy nor pale. The whole face was like a mask made of wax, smeared with an indescribable numbness and emptiness.

He once thought that he had impressed Bao Xiruo, but it was only today that he realized that he had never understood his wife, and he might not even understand a woman's heart at all.

Only now did he understand a truth: Woman, if she has the heart to fall in love with you, she will have swords, water and fire, and she will not be able to stop her, and she will not be afraid; if she has no heart to fall in love with you, you will sit in a pile of gold and silver, and she will Ignore you.

Wanyan Honglie really wanted to ask Bao Xiruo, "What about me?"

"Don't you even remember the good things I did to you!?"

"Is your heart made of iron, yet you can't be moved at all?"

"How am I worse than Yang Tiexin!?"

"You are a person who only thinks about yourself, right?"

Hey, you don't need to ask to know Bao Xiruo's answer. This is tantamount to self-humiliation. No matter how embarrassed Wanyan Honglie is, he still has the most basic pride. He finally endured it, and not saying a word was his weakest and last resort to protect himself.

But even so, everyone knows one thing: if Zhui Ming defeated him with martial arts, Bao Xiruo had completely defeated him - he, the sixth prince of the Wanyan family of the Jin Kingdom, who was so talented and versatile, defeated him. He has lost his dignity, lost his personality, is no longer a husband, and has lost his ambition.

Look at this man, how much he looks like a dog.

……

"Father! Mother!"

At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd, the crowd of soldiers branched out, and a group of people walked forward.

The leaders were Wan Yankang, Ouyang Ke and Liang Ziwen.

Wanyankang knew the situation early, and after listening to Bao Xiruo's few words, his expression was so bad that he looked like his cheap father. The three of them met with Sha Tongtian, Hou Tonghai, Master Lingzhi, and Peng Lianhu, and looked towards Zhui Ming together.

When Bao Xiruo saw Wanyan Kang coming, her face was full of surprise. She was about to call her child, but was interrupted by Liang Ziwen.

The old man with fairy-like demeanor and white hair and childlike face raised his finger to chase his life, and said angrily, "That boy, you robbed the old immortal's precious snake? Where are you hiding? Return it to me quickly, and the old immortal will give it to you. A happy one.”

Lu Chen burped.

Chasing life is also a bachelor. He directly takes the blame on himself and laughs, "Are you talking about the big scarlet viper? Who can resist the temptation after seeing such a treasure? I have swallowed it in my belly. Thank you Liang It’s always your fault.”

Lu Chen shouted good brother in his heart.

Liang Ziweng's face turned red, he was trembling with anger, and he yelled, "I'm going to eat you alive!" After saying this, he was about to step forward, but was stopped by an open folding fan.

Ouyang Ke took a step forward, turned his head and looked at Zhui Ming with a smile, "Old immortal, calm down. It should be noted that Zhui Ming, the four famous catchers, has the three flowers of essence, energy and spirit gathered together to reach the state of perfect innate nature. How can I covet your share? Viper? It won't have any effect on him. He should have snake blood, and he is probably going to be sent back to the Southern Song Dynasty to create another opponent for our Daijin. I believe you still have the possibility to recover the snake blood."

He spoke in a calm manner and had a very good demeanor. This calmed Liang Ziwen down, which not only showed his calmness, but also showed his prestige in Prince Zhao's palace.

Zhui Ming has been an undercover agent in Prince Zhao's Mansion for a long time, and he knows many masters' martial arts very well. He knows that Ouyang Ke is the first in martial arts among them all, and has reached the first level of acquired martial arts. He was Ouyang Feng's nephew again, so he couldn't help but look at Ouyang Ke - but only a glance.

To be honest, if there were ten more Ouyang Kes, he might become more serious about pursuing his life.

Wanyankang showed his heroic appearance, raised his gun, dismounted, and took a step forward, "Chasing life...are you? I have heard about the four famous arresters of the Song Dynasty, but I didn't expect them to be young men who held women and children hostage."

Zhui Ming smiled nonchalantly, "You can say whatever you want about me. Anyway, Cui knows he is on the right path and has a clear conscience. However, your current state surprises me. You were able to deal with Mei Chaofeng without losing anyone?" Oh, this little brother surnamed Yang, I heard that she is your other master, could it be that you have returned to your old ways and once again used your words to hide your secrets and stabbed your mentor in the back?"

After receiving such an insinuation, Wan Yankang was young and not thick-skinned enough. His eyes flickered and he snorted coldly, "Sure enough, you were the one who saved Qiu Chuji that day, and then you were the one who made Mei Chaofeng go crazy and used the trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain. .Now, you finally get what you want..."

If in the Southern Song Dynasty, when merits were discussed and rewards were given, Zhui Ming would be very willing to tell the huge role played by Lu Chen. But now he didn't care that he was being blamed more, he nodded and smiled, "Yes, I did everything."

This scene was so exciting. In order to relieve the tension, Lu Chen thought endlessly. The words "Cui Xiaochuan" suddenly popped into his mind and he almost laughed out loud. He quickly scolded himself for being out of tune.

Bao Xiruo said anxiously, "My child, what are you talking about? The pursuit of fate is for the happiness of our family. You can restore your surname and return to the Southern Song Dynasty."

Wanyan Kang said, "Mom, you have been deceived by a traitor. What nonsense you say will only make people laugh. The only father I have in this life is the Sixth Prince of the Kingdom of Jin."

Bao Xiruo was stunned for a moment. Now she roughly understood what Lu Chen meant that day, and argued, "You... you don't know the facts. Back then..."

Wanyan Kang said angrily, "Stop talking! How will I behave if these things are spread out? I, Wanyan Kang, am a member of Daikin in life and a ghost of Daikin in death. There is no room for discussion on this matter. If you still Recognize me as your child, then bring your father back, and together we will deal with this guy called life-chasing, and we will still be a family of three. Otherwise, don’t blame me for not recognizing you as your mother!"

When Bao Xiruo heard the words "I don't recognize your mother", it felt as if someone had punched her out of thin air. Her vision went dark, and her breath was blocked in her chest, unable to say anything. And all the beautiful things that I had imagined and hoped for just now became reality, but it seemed as if they had been grabbed by a big hand and crushed into pieces beyond recognition.

She was speechless, but Zhui Ming could. He was not surprised by this. He stood up and said, "Mrs. Yang, your children were born in Dajin. It is normal for them not to recognize themselves as Han people. Don't have unnecessary expectations. Don't be sad. I will take you away." After that, it’s not too late to find his biological father and teach him to know good from bad.”

When Bao Xiruo heard this, he felt comforted and just smiled bitterly, "I'm sorry to catch you!"

Zhui Ming said, "Mrs. Yang, watch me take him." His voice was very soft.

"careful!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room looked wary. Ouyang Ke, who knew best the abilities of a life-chasing master, immediately shouted.

People like Sha Tongtian, Liang Ziweng, Master Lingzhi and others also knew that Wanyankang was a man who was determined to win after his fate, so they all went to Wanyankang's side to protect him. Wanyankang himself tensed up and suddenly raised the spear in his hand.

But he was still slow.

They were still slow.

Everyone is so slow, so slow!

Before he finished saying "Watch me take him", Zhui Ming moved in front of Wanyan Kang.

Many masters originally looked at Zhui Ming's original position, but Zhui Ming's movement was so fast and silent. The one who chased his life disappeared in the blink of an eye. It disappeared too naturally, and it was more like it had never existed at all. A gust of breeze passed in front of them, hitting their faces one after another. Because it was too gentle, the experts did not react and were stunned.

Ouyang Ke shouted again, "He's here!"

Everyone turned around suddenly, but it was too late. What they saw was Zhuiming standing in front of Wanyankang.

In this short period of time, Wanyankang will face the four terrifyingly powerful famous arresters alone. He roared loudly, without feeling sad or happy, and stabbed forward with his gun.

With this stab, he gathered all of his third-grade Quanzhen Mind Technique and penetrated it with one shot. The internal force overlapped one after another, turning into a rich and sticky black light, which emerged from the gun body pulse by pulse. Then the spear began to tremble violently, trembling thousands of times in the blink of an eye, even those who were close to it. The solid black light shook out.

The black light was overwhelming and scattered in all directions, weaving a circle like the sun in the blink of an eye, but the color was like ink.

A dark day.

Wuri Gun!

Wan Yankang's mind was agitated and full of excitement. Under the strong pressure, he broke through his limits and stabbed an unprecedented shot.

The black sun shone with rays of light, and each ray of light was a shot. Thousands of gun shadows shot out fast, fierce, and violently, like a storm wrapped in a pursuit of life, and like they were about to kill. Use this great and heroic black sun to imprison Zhui Ming, and then burn him to death with scorching flames.

Zhui Ming stood still, and when the spear was approaching, he suddenly raised his foot high, swinging it from bottom to top like an axe.

Only a crisp "click" was heard.

Then such a spear, which was forged entirely from fine steel, was cut into two pieces, forming two life-size pieces with a cross-section as smooth as a mirror. The black sun was also cut from the middle, falling towards both sides and dissipating. Wan Yankang's hands were empty, and the excitement and arrogance on his face had not yet found its place, but it seemed that his leg had been cut off for no apparent reason, leaving him feeling unspeakably confused and confused.

He doesn't understand and doesn't know.

He couldn't figure it out, let alone understand it.

How is this kind of legwork practiced?
How could anyone possibly develop such legwork?
Is that a body of flesh and blood, or a magic knife?

Is that a human limb or a divine sword?
Zhui Ming stretched out his hand to carry Wan Yankang back to Bao Xiruo, and calculated in his mind that with nine tricks on the way back, he could kill Ouyang Keliang, Peng Lian, Husha Tongtian and others.

When he was performing official duties in the Southern Song Dynasty, he would not kill people so randomly. He is not a murderous person at all, but once he comes to the enemy's country and takes a stand, he has no scruples of this or that.

Even Ouyang Feng's nephew must be killed without fail!

At this moment, quietly, a hand clicked from the darkness.

It was a gentle and elegant movement, like flicking off morning dew on a lotus leaf.

(End of this chapter)