Zhang Zhiyuan led Zhang Anping through several narrow wooden doors, passed through several dark passages without daylight, and finally stopped in a secret room.

There was a faint scent of sandalwood in the secret room. Zhang Anping knew that this place was where his cousin usually rested. Only a few people knew about it, and he was relieved.

Zhang Anping sat slumped at the table and drank a bowl of water to himself. Along the way, he was tense and his mouth was dry. He took a breath and said quickly: "Cousin, I may be targeted. "

Zhang Zhiyuan didn't look nervous at all. He glanced at Zhang Anping and his eyes fell on a small coat on the table. "Is it still Hou Yiyong?"

"If it weren't for that bitch Hou Yiyong, I wouldn't have brought you wine here." Zhang Anping was quite angry, "However, I made some new discoveries today. It seems that things are different from what I thought at first. There is something inconspicuous here. little things.”

Here, Zhang Anping was still describing in detail that he discovered that Mu Qing was already standing in front of a private house.

Zhang Anping's breath disappeared!

Mu Qing only knew that the other party entered the house from here.

Looking around, he saw broken tiles and dangerous walls, rotten doors and broken windows. These houses that were about to collapse were clustered together. It was probably like this for a radius of five miles. Mu Qing had to admire the other party's vision. In a place like this, , it is really difficult to find someone, not to mention he is still a foreign face.

Mu Qing was thinking about whether he should come here first today, when he was startled by the sound of brisk footsteps coming from behind him and hurriedly hid.

The two children just walked over chattering.

"Weeds and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the sun sets at the entrance of Wuyi Alley. Sister, what's the next sentence? I forgot."

"In the old days, the king's swallows flew in front of the hall and flew into the homes of ordinary people."

A young and crisp girl's voice sounded: "Humph! You only know how to fight with Zhang Jiu'er all day long, and you still can't beat him! Mr. Zhang taught you the "Wo Yi Lane" in Qianjia Poetry many times yesterday."

The boy defended himself in a sharp voice: "I was asking Zhang Jiu'er, how can I beat him? But this "Black Clothes Alley" is really well written, including the Suzaku Bridge."

"You don't think that the 'Suzaku Bridge' refers to our Zhuque City, right?" The girl's little face had a smug look on her face, and her big eyes were clear and bright, which made her look particularly bright. At this time, they turned upwards, with black grape eyes. Only a little of the white of the eyes was exposed.

The boy smiled "hehe", carrying a small satchel that was as patched as the clothes on his left and right. He didn't know what was inside, and it made a "clang, dang, dang, dang" sound when he walked.

When the girl Xu Tinglan heard this voice, she innocently imitated the sarcastic tone of an adult and said: "You have a cricket jar in your bag. That Zhang Jiu'er said he was bored and you ran out to catch crickets last night. You are definitely the one." like her."

"Nonsense, how is that possible? I only like you, my sister." Xu Anzhi blushed, rolled her eyes, and sighed: "Mr. Zhang said he wanted me to learn martial arts from him. Do you want me to learn martial arts with him?" Children's thinking is always very out-of-the-box.

Xu Tinglan and her brother stepped through the narrow wooden door together, tilted her head and said, "Since you can't even memorize the poem, you should go learn martial arts. At any rate, Zhang Jiu'er won't be able to bully you anymore."

"But I heard that practicing martial arts is very expensive." Xu Anzhi felt very regretful.

Xu Tinglan stuck out her tongue and said, "Let's forget it, Mr. Zhang has been very good to us."

Doors to doors, houses to houses, light and shadow interplay, this is the route to the private school. The two brothers and sisters were walking among them, talking all the way, and never raising their heads to recognize the road. Mu Qing's lips were slightly raised, with a gentle look on his face, just not far or near behind them.

I thought I could reach the destination just like this and see who Mr. Zhang is.

But after entering a certain house with half of the wall closed down, Mu Qing was stopped despite the fact that the two siblings had passed smoothly as if no one was around.

In the corner of the house, a haggard man huddled on the bed made of half a wooden door. When the child passed by, he didn't even move his eyelids. But when Mu Qing, a stranger, came in, he forced his upper body up and opened his cloudy eyes. He asked angrily: "Who are you?"

Mu Qing's body was filled with zhenqi, but after seeing the man's appearance clearly, he felt relaxed. This man's life was about to expire, and his aura was almost invisible. Otherwise, even if he relaxed a little, he wouldn't be able to detect this man.

Mu Qing ignored the man and walked through the house, but the man used the last bit of strength in his body to slam the door and shouted: "There are outsiders, be careful!"

Mu Qing was a little annoyed, and his body was moving like the wind. He was about to stop this man, but this man suddenly died after smiling at him with a mouth full of rotten yellow teeth.

The other party's shout was actually not loud, but it was very abrupt in the quiet room. The brother and sister who had just walked through the room choked their voices and did not come back to watch the excitement out of curiosity, but they did not go back to the private school. .

They squatted quietly under a wall, their two pairs of big eyes staring at the room, their little faces full of remorse and fear.

After Mu Qing walked out of the house, he saw this scene. He was stunned, walked up to the two children, and asked condescendingly: "Why don't you leave?"

Hearing these words, the girl Xu Tinglan's eyes widened, and her little vegetable-yellow face lost all color due to fright. She pulled her brother and shook his arm vigorously. The boy Xu Anzhi blocked his sister behind him, raised his head and said, "What did you say just now?" Behind us?"

"Um."

"Why?"

"I want to meet Mr. Zhang of yours." Mu Qing looked at the two brothers and sister carefully and lamented that it was such a coincidence that when he took Zhang Anping's carriage for the first time, he met these two brothers and sisters among the group of beggars.

"Are you here to seek revenge?" The boy had a sullen face, but he glanced hard at the house he had just come from, completely covering his sister behind him.

Mu Qing was unusually patient. He squatted down, looked into the boy's eyes and said, "The man in the room is indeed dead, but I didn't even move a finger on him. Can you take me to Mr. Zhang?"

The two siblings were unmoved and lowered their heads. They didn't know whether they were extremely scared or extremely stubborn.

Mu Qing sighed: "I've seen you before. Do you still have any impressions?"

Xu Anzhi raised her head and looked at Mu Qing seriously for a while, her eyes always guarded and doubtful, and she shook her head.

"You haven't seen me, but I have seen you. I was riding in a carriage and asked a coachman named Zhang to take you to sell some dry food."

The girl Xu Tinglan obviously had a much better memory than her brother. Her big eyes gradually became focused and focused. She looked at Mu Qing and said, "I remembered that the man who led us to sell steamed buns was Jiu'er's father."

Mu Qing smiled warmly at the girl. The girl opened her mouth and smiled, revealing a missing front tooth, causing her to cover it with her little hands.

Xu Anzhi remembered what his sister said, but when he saw Mu Qing's dirty coolie clothes, he still remained on guard and said, "Are you really the gentleman in the carriage?"

Mu Qing nodded and said, "I'm really sorry, why don't you take me to that private school."

The girl Xu Tinglan was confused: "Mr. Zhang said that you can't take outsiders to private schools casually."

"I want to see Mr. Zhang today. Why don't you call him for me? I'll wait for him here." Mu Qing didn't want to scare or force the two siblings, so she gently patted the boy on the shoulder.

In the alley, the light and shadow were dim. Viewed from the side, Mu Qing was tall and smiling. He blocked the brother and sister in a corner. Xu Anzhi still had fear and defensiveness on his face. Mu Qing took a picture like this. question.

"Bah-" The sound of the air being cut was extremely sharp.

In the slanting stab, a bit of cold light suddenly appeared, followed closely by the cold sword light.

Mu Qing's hand that he clapped out quickly reached out, and his other hand quickly reached out, and he hugged the two stunned children in his arms. He kicked his right foot on the wall, and the room turned sideways when he came. go.

This sword that started in the shadow was extremely clean and neat. The true energy surged along the sword, but it accumulated on the tip of the sword and did not emit. It was still accumulating.

Mu Qing's body was still retreating, and he happened to see this scene. The sword energy spurting out in front of the sword tip became thinner and thinner, and the sword body trembled endlessly. Amidst the buzzing sound, it was as if one could see the snow-white tide piled up on the sea and sky line. Come, just wait to reach a peak and crush the reef.

He felt a chill in his heart, and he did not dare to look down upon it any longer. He gave a soft drink, and his true energy, which was not inferior to that of the first-level peak, spurted out from the back of his waist. His shoulders sank sharply, and the sharp sword tip carried a chill that penetrated the soul. In the blink of an eye, Then, after cutting off a strand of Mu Qing's hair, Kankan rubbed his shoulder and stabbed it into the wall beside him.

The wall was half tilted and shattered in the blink of an eye. The bright silver sword trembled endlessly in the dust that filled the room.

Mu Qing squinted his eyes and stood still in the room. He knew in his heart that he was a little overconfident just now and did not use all his strength at the beginning. If he had just taken one step slower, half of his body would have been like half of the dangerous wall in front of him, and he would have been crushed by that. The sword energy that finally broke out exploded into pieces.

Before the strike was successful, the sword owner's whole body surged with sword energy. He slightly cut through the dust in front of him. After confirming Mu Qing's position, he rushed towards Mu Qing again.

He snorted coldly when he saw that Mu Qing was still holding the two children while he was avoiding, and his true energy continued to rush towards the sword, and finally the sword energy was completely restrained.

The sword body was covered with glistening sword energy, and the silvery white color seemed to have accumulated thousands of layers of snow.

The sword intention is restrained and the sword energy can be sent and released freely. This is completely the realm of successful swordsmanship.

Mu Qing was startled and calmly threw the two children behind him. The owner of the sword flipped his wrist and stabbed him.

In the cramped and narrow room, the dust had not dispersed. Mu Qing reached into his sleeve with his right hand, holding the dagger in his hand, and fought with the opponent dozens of times with "bang bang bang".

Mu Qing didn't want to accidentally hurt the two children in the room, so he followed suit and gathered his true energy on the sword.

The dagger turned red at this moment. Mu Qing used sword moves against sword moves, sword energy against sword energy, and Lihuo's sword intent instantly turned the dagger red.

Mu Qing's Lihuo Sword Technique is already good. At this time, the two swords intersect, and the two sword lights, one red and one white, are densely intertwined. Mu Qing's Zhou Tian Qi is so powerful that it can stimulate the sword energy for a long time. The opponent obviously feels After taking some pressure off, he let out a light drink and changed the sword moves in his hand. The sword moves continued in succession, like a snowfall.

On a summer afternoon when the temperature was getting deeper, Mu Qing seemed to have entered the depths of winter, and the movement of Qi in his body was blocked. He immediately understood that the opponent was elevating the fight to a real competition in the true meaning of kendo.

He shouted loudly, and Lihuo Sword Intent also swirled around the dagger.