Build the Traveler Alliance from Scratch

Chapter 21
"Lu Jianxing, you are avenging yourself!"

"You're blaming me for not making you up to hundreds of households!"

In the alley, Xu Xianchun, who was being escorted by two Jinyi guards, shouted with a ferocious face.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Xianchun's tone changed, he looked at Lu Jianxing with some kind of non-existent hope, and said in a tone that everything is negotiable: "Lu Jianxing, let me go, let me go, I will let you When there are hundreds of households - ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Lian who was next to him pinched his chin, and with a little force, removed his chin.

"Take it away."

Shen Lian waved his hand, and the Jin Yiwei surrounded him, escorting Xu Xianchun to move on.

Lu Jianxing didn't follow, he looked at Xu Xianchun's still struggling back, and said softly, "This Wei Zhongxian has fallen, and he, a dismissed governor, is still so arrogant."

Shen Lian sneered: "Brother, the eunuch tree has deep roots..."

Lu Jianxing frowned, and said in a low voice: "Second brother, be careful with your words."

Shen Lian closed his mouth, nodded silently, and said no more.

At this moment, a long whistle suddenly came from an alley not far away.

Jin Yichuan, who was silently listening to the conversation between the two brothers, moved slightly, and unconsciously glanced in the direction of the sound from the corner of his eye.

It finally appeared!
Lin Zhongtian, who had been squatting on the roof of the Chen Mansion and watching the play for a long time, lifted his expression and showed a smile on his face.

Without hesitation, Lin Zhongtian leaped up and jumped over the heads of the three brothers without hesitation.

Lu Jianxing, who was immersed in the emotion of the sinister officialdom, did not notice the black shadow jumping over his head.

Jin Yichuan, who had already attracted all his attention from senior brother Ding Xiu's whistle, didn't notice either.

Only Shen Lian caught a glimpse of the black shadow in the sky from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help pressing his hand on the handle of the knife and shouting loudly.

"who?!"

Hearing Shen Lian's yell, Lu Jianxing and the surrounding Jin Yiwei quickly became vigilant, pulled out the sabers at their waists, and formed a circle with their backs against their backs, scanning the surrounding roofs vigilantly.

Jin Yichuan's reaction was even bigger. He pulled out the pair of flying swallows with double knives, kicked off the wall and quickly climbed up to the roof.

But soon, Jin Yichuan put away his two knives, and jumped down from the roof lightly.

Lu Jianxing stepped forward quickly, and asked in a deep voice, "Did you find anything?"

Jin Yichuan shook his head, put the two knives back into their sheaths, and said with a relaxed smile, "I didn't see any people, but I heard two cats meowing from the alley next door. Maybe it's a wild cat from somewhere."

"..."

Shen Lian frowned, took a deep look at him, and silently put back the half-drawn Xiuchun knife.

Lu Jianxing was still a little worried. After thinking for a while, he led his men to chase out of the alley, planning to report the situation to Xu Xianchun's colleagues who were escorting him.

It would be even better if he could take the opportunity to mix into the escort team and get a little more credit.

At this moment, Jin Yichuan coughed twice in a timely manner.

The two elder brothers also knew about his physical condition. Seeing this situation, they asked him to go back to rest first, so that he didn't need to participate in the next action.

Jin Yichuan nodded gratefully, and watched the two brothers lead the team away.

Before leaving, Shen Lian took a step slowly on purpose, pulled Jin Yichuan's arm and said in a low voice.

"Yichuan, don't blame the second brother for talking too much, it really isn't an option if this goes on."

After speaking, Shen Lian patted him on the shoulder, and strode to catch up with Lu Jianxing.

Looking at the back of his second brother leaving, Jin Yichuan gritted his teeth, looking a little unnatural.

At the same time, Lin Zhongtian had found Ding Xiu's location.

At this time, Ding Xiuxiu was in a steamed stuffed bun shop, looking for the cold steamed stuffed buns left over from selling during the day.

Looking at the figure in the steamed stuffed bun shop, Lin Zhongtian smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, and said with a light smile: "The Law of the Ming Dynasty, Volume 16, No. [-], whoever steals and gets rich, shall be punished with fifty lashes, and shall be exempted." Stabbing, but for those who get rich, the most important thing is one owner, and the crime will be judged as a crime, and the sentence will be dealt with. The first offender will stab the word "theft" on the right forearm, and the second offender will stab the left forearm. The third offender will be hanged—ah, I forgot to ask, How many times is it your first time?"

"..."

Hearing the sudden sound from the door of the bun shop, Ding Xiu paused.

But then, he continued to search, and said indifferently: "What do you mean, I don't understand."

Lin Zhongtian curled his lips and explained patiently: "It means that if you stop at this time, the government will punish you with fifty lashes, but you will not be stabbed. If you don't stop, you will have to stab the thief Two words, and the punishment will be based on the money you stole, I think you only stole a few buns, and the punishment will not be too heavy according to the law, at most it will be sixty!"

"……Oh?"

Hearing this, Ding Xiu straightened up, gnawed on a steamed bun with his left hand, picked up the long black leather-wrapped object by the table with his right hand, put it on his shoulder, and looked at Lin Zhongtian at the door with interest.

"What if I paid for it?"

Lin Zhongtian turned his eyes and landed on the table on his left, on which were five shiny copper coins.

really paid...

Lin Zhongtian raised his eyebrows, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he said in a leisurely tone: "The Eighteenth Law of the Ming Dynasty, No. 20 and four articles, anyone who enters someone's house at night without a reason, will be given a staff of eighty, and the master will kill him immediately. "

"You are the master?"

"No."

Lin Zhongtian shook his head honestly.

Ding Xiu smiled: "In that case, aren't you and I treated as the same crime?"

Lin Zhongtian shook his head again, and pointed to the threshold under his feet: "I didn't go in."

"...So I can't avoid the whip, right?"

"If I'm going to sue the judge."

"Then are you going to sue the judge?"

Facing Ding Xiu's gradually sharpening eyes, Lin Zhongtian suddenly laughed and pointed to his own face.

"you do not know me?"

"You are not silver, why should I know you?"

"Then...do you recognize this hand?"

Lin Zhongtian raised his right hand with a smile, his sleeve slipped off, revealing five hideous white bone spurs.

Seeing this scene, Ding Xiu's pupils shrank, and his chewing movement also stopped.

Immediately afterwards, he swallowed the buns in his hands in two or three gulps, then held the long black leather-wrapped object with both hands, leaned on it in front of him, and looked at the smiling Lin Zhongtian ahead.

At this moment, the calmness and calmness just now were gone from his face.

Instead, there was a look of vigilance and solemnity.

"Are you the bone demon who wiped out Liu's whole family?"

"..."

Hearing this nickname, the smile on Lin Zhongtian's face froze.

"Just call me Fu Qingyun."

"It looks like you don't like that title."

Ding Xiu smiled, raised the long stick in his hand, and pulled out the slender Miao Dao from the scabbard wrapped in black leather. While staring at the bright blade, he said in a leisurely tone: The famous devil, you came to find me, it shouldn’t be as simple as passing by and saying hello, right?”

"It seems that even if I say yes, you won't believe it."

Ding Xiu was noncommittal, suddenly took a small step forward, and at the same time slightly sent the knife with his left hand to his right hand, grabbed the handle of the knife with his right hand and lifted it up, and slashed towards Lin Zhongtian's chest obliquely from bottom to top with a fierce momentum.

This move is exactly the sword-drawing style in "Xinyou Sword Art" created by Qi Jiguang.

It is adapted from the Chinese sword-drawing technique and the Japanese sword-drawing technique Juhezhan.

It's just that compared with the daily combined cutting and drawing sword technique, this move is more aggressive, more powerful, and the angle is narrower. The demand for the environment is not as harsh as the normal knife drawing technique. Seventy to eighty percent of the power.

Faced with such a sharp knife, Lin Zhongtian did not panic, kicked his feet, and retreated a few steps.

Ding Xiu had expected it a long time ago, so he kept a little force when he drew the knife.

As soon as he slashed through the air, Ding Xiu flipped his wrist over, held the handle of the knife with both hands and raised it above his right shoulder, with his right hand above his left hand, pointing slightly down with the tip of the knife, and at the same time took a step forward with his left foot.

Then Ding Xiu kept walking, and took a step forward with his right foot. The tip of the knife drew an arc in the air. He held the handle of the knife with both hands and swung it from the right to the left. He held it above his left shoulder in the same way.

Repeatedly, the offensive continued like a torrential rain, pressing Lin Zhongtian out of the bun shop.

(End of this chapter)