cosplay in the heavens

Chapter 10 Provocation
In the past few days, Chen Yu has been inquiring about the news about the sword demon's seclusion.

With the approaching of the Hero Banquet, more and more martial arts people gathered in Xiangyang City, and many people also showed great interest in the inheritance of Dugu Qiubai.

Every day in the daytime, many people can be seen walking out of the city in groups and entering the mountains to explore.

During this period, Chen Yu also walked around the mountains and forests outside the city several times, but unfortunately, he found nothing.

The sword demon's hermitage is even more hidden than everyone imagined, otherwise it would not have been silent for so many years without leaking the slightest word.

Inside the inn, Chen Yu sat cross-legged, wiping a long sword in his hand, meditating in his heart on the Jade Maiden swordsmanship he had learned from Xiao Longnv.

The Jade Girl swordsmanship and the Quanzhen swordsmanship have their own advantages and disadvantages, one is soft and one is strong, one is yin and one is yang.

Constantly deliberating and pondering the sword moves of the Jade Girl Sword Art in his mind made Chen Yu understand a lot in his heart, and even got a lot of volleys. He intentionally combined the strengths of the two to make his Quanzhen Sword Art a lot more Variety.

With the Quanzhen Sword Intent, Chen Yu's knowledge of swordsmanship far exceeds that of ordinary people. Even without the Jade Heart Sutra, he can complete the swordsmanship according to his own way.

On the fourth day after arriving in Xiangyang City, Chen Yu returned from inquiring about the news from the Zuixian Tower. He glanced inadvertently, but his eyebrows twitched, and he found an acquaintance.

"Huh, it's her? I didn't expect to meet her here..."

On the bustling street, a beautiful Taoist nun walks with a dust whisk in her hand. She is dressed in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, has a charming demeanor, bright eyes and bright teeth. It is Li Mochou, the Chilian Fairy.

"Not long ago, she was still fighting with Xiaolongnv in Quanzhen Sect, and she was frightened off by Master Wang Chuyi, and unexpectedly appeared in Xiangyang City."

Chen Yu was very surprised by Li Mochou's appearance. The other party didn't come here for no reason, he must have a plan.

"I don't know if she is for the hero banquet, or if the sword demon is hiding in seclusion..."

Curious in his heart, Chen Yu followed Li Mochou through the crowds all the way. After going around a few streets, he saw her looking around, and immediately walked into an inconspicuous blacksmith's shop.

After a stick of incense passed, Li Mochou walked out of the blacksmith's shop with something on her back, looked around vigilantly, and changed direction towards the south of the city where there were few people.

"Huh? Walking out of the blacksmith's shop, there was an extra long object wrapped in plain cloth. It looked a bit like a box. I don't know what was inside."

Li Mochou's weird behavior completely aroused Chen Yu's interest. The behavior of this female devil is very strange. Could it be that the box contains a hidden weapon, and the other party is planning to murder someone?
Thinking all the way, Chen Yu continued to follow Li Mochou through the streets and lanes, and finally saw him enter an old mansion in the south of the city.

Silently recorded where Li Mochou was staying, Chen Yu did not go deep, fearing that he would be noticed by the other party and be ambushed in the courtyard.

The opponent is a martial arts master from the third level of the Mortal Realm, and Chen Yu is not an opponent in a head-on confrontation.

Leaving the old house, Chen Yu returned to the unremarkable blacksmith shop.

Before entering, an incomparably scorching breath rushed towards the face, and there were five or six burly, naked-chested men forging iron in the spacious backyard.

On the walls of the blacksmith shop, all kinds of weapons are hung, and the cold light suddenly appears, the coolness is overwhelming, and the dazzling array of knives, guns and sticks is dazzling.

At this moment, several guys are dealing with several people from the world at the counter, and the business is obviously good.

Chen Yu looked around and walked towards a fat man in gorgeous clothes. Judging from his appearance, he should be the shopkeeper here.

"Guest officer, welcome to our Shenbingfang. I don't know what you want to buy?"

"I think this guest officer seems to be a Taoist. It just so happens that we have newly forged a batch of whisks here. Please take a step back..."

Before Chen Yu could speak, the shopkeeper had already taken out a few whisks and introduced them to Chen Yu.

Chen Yu glanced at it indifferently. The forging technology of this Shenbingfang is really good. No wonder he can have the breath to use the name of Shenbing.

But no matter how good the whisk was, it was not what he needed.

Gently raising his hand to push away the dust in front of him, Chen Yu looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Shopkeeper, I want to inquire about the Taoist nun who just walked out of your store, but what did you buy from you?"

As soon as Chen Yu mentioned the Taoist nun, the face of the shopkeeper who was smiling changed immediately, and then he said in a deep voice, "Why are you asking this?"

"I want to know what she took away." Chen Yu replied truthfully.

"This..." Seeing that Chen Yu was not the customer who came here, the smile on the shopkeeper's face disappeared instantly, and he immediately waved his hand and said: "No comment, our Shenbingfang never discloses customer information, Ah Fu, see off the customer!"

As soon as the shopkeeper finished speaking, a young servant with freckles ran out from the backyard immediately, stood in front of Chen Yu with his hands on his hips, and said, "Guest officer, please leave."

The boy named Ah Fu looked impatiently at Chen Yu in front of the counter, and urged: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't stick around here and delay our business!"

Looking up and down at Chen Yu's bleak and old Taoist robe, Ah Fu curled his lips and said: "Look at your poor appearance, you can't get any money at first glance, leave quickly..."

Before the word "open" came out of Ah Fu's mouth, he was suddenly grabbed by the neck and slammed into the counter with a muffled bang, and blood flowed from the top of his head.

"Ouch..." Ah Fu covered his head with both hands, rolling back and forth in pain.

It was not Chen Yu who made the move, but another young man in brocade clothes who had just stepped into Shenbingfang. He was the disciple of King Jinlun and also the prince of Mongolia, Huo Dou!

"I dare to block my way, I really don't know how to live or die..."

Huo Dou kicked Ah Fu's body, the pain made the other party sweat profusely. He dared not speak out, so he could only smile and apologize, and then hid in the backyard in humiliation.

Inside the shop, some people from all walks of life looked sideways, they were all dissatisfied with Huo Dou's actions, their faces sank.

"Where's the shopkeeper? The deadline is up, is the weapon I want ready?"

Seeing the eyes of several people around him, Huo didn't take it seriously, with a haughty expression on his face.

Seeing Huo Dou, a vicious customer, coming to the door, the shopkeeper who had been arrogant in the face of Chen Yu instantly lost his airs and arrogance, and hurriedly greeted him with an apologetic smile.

The shopkeeper tremblingly took out a sandalwood box, took out a finely crafted iron fan from inside, and handed it over.

"Huh? This iron fan is not bad, the cold light is flowing, sharp and compelling, just what I want!"

Holding the iron fan in his hand and playing with it, Huo Dou's eyes were hot, he nodded repeatedly and said: "Not bad, I want this fan."

After finishing speaking, Huo Dou raised his left hand and threw ten taels of silver on the counter.

"This..." Seeing that the amount of taels of silver in Huo Dou was wrong, the shopkeeper frowned slightly, and said cautiously: "Guest officer, the price we agreed on at the beginning was 50 taels of silver."

The shopkeeper said with an ugly face: "In order to forge this iron fan within the time limit, we have spent a lot of manpower and high-quality iron materials. Ten taels of silver is too much..."

Putting away the iron fan with a snap, Huo Dou's eyes flashed a shadow, he grabbed the shopkeeper's collar and asked, "What's wrong with the ten taels of silver?"

Huo Dou lifted the shopkeeper up with his hands, and snorted coldly: "Although your iron fan is good, it is far from what this prince wants. How can it be worth 50 taels of silver? Ten taels of silver is not bad, how dare you talk back? "

The shopkeeper was lifted up by Huo Dou, his breath became short of breath instantly, his fat cheeks flushed, he was about to suffocate before he was thrown out by the latter, and fell hard to the ground.

"I really don't know what to do." Huo Dou snorted coldly, glancing at the shopkeeper who fell to the ground.

Holding the iron fan in his hand, he was about to turn around and leave, but there was a shout from behind: "Enough, it's really deceiving people too much, do you really think that the Mongolian prince can do evil in the territory of our Song Dynasty?"

Huo Dou's behavior aroused public anger, and immediately a young man with a machete stood up.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Huo didn't take it seriously: "Bastard Da Song, sooner or later this will be my Mongolian territory, and you people will also become our slaves by then!"

"Crazy tone, do you really think that you can be arrogant if you know how to do martial arts?" The young man holding a scimitar yelled angrily with veins on his forehead.

Wiping the iron fan with his fingers, Huo Dou mocked: "Is your martial arts very good? Can you take the five moves of this prince?"

The scimitar youth was furious, he stamped his right foot immediately, brandished the saber, and went straight to Huo Dou's chest to slash!

(End of this chapter)