A brand new car is driving on the streets of Qinchuan late at night. The people who had just escaped from the tiger's mouth had not completely come out of their panic.
Some people may become silent after being frightened, while some people hope to find someone to talk to to relieve the haze in their hearts after escaping from death.
Liu Silong was frothing at the mouth while driving.
"I thought I was going to be a nanny for two little kids, but it turned out to be so exciting. This is my first time going down the mountain. I didn't expect that Master didn't lie to me. This swordsmanship actually works so well."
Zhang Qilu did not expect that Liu Silong, who had been silent for a day, would be completely unable to stop once he opened his mouth.
Liu Silong, who was fully expecting everyone to ask about the origin of his swordsmanship, saw that everyone ignored her, so he could only continue happily.
"What I practice is the "Nine Revolutions Flying Dragon Sword", which evolved from the Dan Sect swordsmanship. You know the Dan Sect swordsmanship."
Still no one paid attention to her. Liu Silong rolled his eyes and continued.
"The Dan Sect swordsmanship was created by Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang Qingxu Yuanmiao Zhenjun, and was later passed on to Zhang Songxi, his disciple Zhang Songxi during the Jiajing period. The Dan Sect swordsmanship is based on hexagrams and is incorporated into the sword. It changes with time and is ever-changing. The "Nine-turn Flying Dragon Sword" is evolved from the Qian hexagram in the sixty-four hexagrams. The number nine and five corresponds to the meaning of the flying dragon in the sky."
"Only one of the sixty-four hexagrams is left, and I don't think it's any more powerful." Zhang Qilu joked, "I think this sister's "Xiaoyao Shenyou" is more powerful."
"This is the "Gekko Wall Skill" I practice." Xu Qianqian, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and asked in surprise, "How did you know about "Happy Divine Journey"?"
Zhang Qilu didn't answer her. He actually mentioned this because he felt that the two martial arts had many similarities and wanted to attract the other's attention.
Zhang Qilu changed the subject and said, "Sister from Thousand Hands Gate, why are you there?"
Xu Qianqian said, "These people from the Beggar Clan have been doing bad things. They have been selling people, kidnapping and extorting. They have done whatever they can to anyone who gives them money. They are doing all kinds of evil. Master has warned us to keep an eye on these people. Recently, they have been with their children nearby." The village is begging for food. I have been paying attention to them for a long time. Yesterday I saw where they arrested you and followed them nearby..."
Zhang Qilu was also a little scared at this time. If Xu Qianqian hadn't appeared there by chance, his driver might really be unable to speak. Thinking of this, cold sweat began to break out on his back.
The car arrived at a small garden in Bishui Town, Qinchuan.
Although the gardens are not as majestic as the large gardens in Suzhou and Hangzhou, they are still exquisite and elegant. There are several small courtyards, pavilions and pavilions, which can be regarded as complete. From this small garden, you can see the background of Senjumen.
The garden retains its simple texture, old wood, and old tiles. Zhang Qilu is immersed in the atmosphere of this yard.
After arriving at the garden, Xu Qianqian arranged for everyone to have something to eat, and then they all rested for the night without talking.
...
A ray of morning light shines on Zhang Qilu through the simple wooden window, a simple guest room, with insects and birds chirping outside the window.
Jiangnan during the rainy season has not seen such a bright morning light for a long time. This was probably the most peaceful sleep Zhang Qilu had ever had since his birth.
Zhang Qilu needs such a safe environment to think about his next plan. He doesn't have time to explore his own secrets now. What he thinks about is how to survive when he can't walk with both feet. That's all. That’s all.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, interrupting Zhang Qilu's thoughts. Xu Qianqian said outside the door, "Brother Zhang Qilu, are you awake? My master Xu Qianshou wants to see you."
...
The farewell between mother and son Qin Dao and Huo Jiting was also very strange. There was no affection, but tears in their eyes, and they were reluctant to leave. Mom said 'see you next year'. The son replied, "Take care of yourself," and they parted ways.
But when he came out, Qin Dao held a food box with various snacks in his hand. This is a traditional Chinese way for mothers to express their love for their children, all without saying anything.
There is a mountain path to walk from the villa to the parking place. Qin Dao and his party plus four people from Ji Huatang walked on the mountain path.
"You really just said that." Ji Huatang teased.
"She understands what I want to say, and I also understand what she is thinking. One sentence is enough."
Ji Huatang was silent for a moment thoughtfully, as if he had gained something. After a while, he changed the subject and said, "Did you know that the old man who was knocked down by a few of your moves last time was the previous sword holder."
Qin Dao was always full of curiosity about things he didn't understand about the world. He immediately asked, "What is a sword holder?"
"When my grandfather first arrived on Dongning Island, the group of people he brought with him were intrigues and fighting all day long. Later, my grandfather got knives, swords, darts, guns, and sticks. Five halls were stationed respectively. In several big cities in Dongning.
The old man from last time was the previous master of the Sword Holding Hall. Although he is older now and his kung fu is not as good as before, but you can knock him down in ten moves, which is considered very powerful. "
"How awesome."
"He ranks in the top twenty on Dongning Island."
As we were talking, we arrived at the parking place. There were dozens of cars parked in the empty parking lot, most of which were mobility scooters owned by the indigenous people on the mountain.
There are a few cars that stand out here, including a luxury car and two brand-new black business cars. Seeing the arrival of the crowd, several people got out of the car, and some people appeared around them one after another, surrounding them little by little.
Before Qin Dao could say hello, Ah Fu said, "Master, there are fifteen of us. They are all masters, and they also have guns."
Ah Fu and Lu Huanxi were behind Qin Dao, slowly approaching the car.
At this time, a man got out of the car. He was wearing a neat suit and a shiny pink hair. Qin Dao recognized this man. He had entertained him in his study not long ago. He was Professor Lin.
Professor Lin smiled politely and said, "Why did our genius come to Dongning Island?"
Before Qin Dao could speak, Ji Huatang stood up first and asked.
"Professor Lin, what do you mean?" He said and stood next to Qin Dao to express his clear position on Qin Dao's side.
"Master Ji, you'd better leave this matter alone. I talked to your father on the phone before I came."
"My grandfather asked me to stay with Qin Dao until he left Dongning."
Qin Dao looked at Ji Huatang beside him. At this moment, his sense of the young master changed slightly.
Qin Dao asked, "Are you okay?"
Ji Huatang smiled and nodded in response.
"What do you want, Professor Lin? No need to talk nonsense."
"I want to invite you back to our place as a guest. Wouldn't it be nice to stay in Xiangjiang?"
"What's the difference between Dongning and Xiangjiang?"
At this point, both sides have nothing to say. The atmosphere began to become tense little by little.
The people around him began to draw weapons, including pistols and daggers. These people should be professionals, and everyone had a stern expression.
At this time, Ah Fu opened the wooden box and handed it to Qin Dao.
In just a moment, the light of swords and shadows of swords appeared. No one present may have thought that the next battle would end in just one minute.
