Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

It was pitch black all around. Even though Yang Zhengshan had a vision far away that of an ordinary person, he could only see the situation within a few meters around him. Beyond ten meters, it was just a shadowy sight and he couldn't see clearly at all.

However, the sound of fighting pointed him in the direction, and he soon arrived at the location of the fight.

"Sir!"

Before he could get close, Wei Cen took him to a hidden alley.

"Over there!"

Yang Zhengshan hid in the alley and looked up at the roof not far away.

He saw two shadows entangled together, and sparks of weapons colliding burst out from time to time. The light was too dim to see the movements of the two people fighting.

"Is that a swordsman?" Yang Zhengshan could vaguely see that one of them was using a long sword.

"Well, the one using the short blade should be Hou Jun, but I don't know who the one using the sword is." Wei Cen said in an inaudible voice.

"Where are your people?" Yang Zhengshan frowned.

"They are all hidden!"

Yang Zhengshan nodded slightly, without any other movements, just observing quietly.

Originally, they wanted to follow the clues to see if they could catch a big fish, but they didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would suddenly appear halfway.

And it seems that Cheng Yaojin's strength is far superior to Hou Jun, and he suppressed Hou Jun so much that Hou Jun tried to escape several times, but failed.

But if Hou Jun was taken down by Cheng Yaojin, wouldn't they have wasted their chance in vain?

Yang Zhengshan frowned, wondering whether to help Hou Jun.

At the same time, he was also curious about who this swordsman was.

Judging from the moves, he was obviously a martial artist.

Will his move alert Hou Jun?

Just as Yang Zhengshan was hesitating, another sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a figure joined the battle.

Yang Zhengshan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Is there really a big fish?

The man who appeared was helping Hou Jun. He blocked Hou Jun as soon as he made a move and forced the swordsman back.

This person held two swords, and his figure kept moving like a ghost. His strength and speed forced the swordsman to retreat again and again.

"Who is this person?"

Double swords, there should not be many people who use such weapons.

The generals on the battlefield will definitely not use such complicated weapons. The eighteen kinds of weapons are useful in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, but double swords are not common weapons.

Double swords do not mean that holding two swords can be called double swords. What kind of weapons a warrior uses depends on what kind of skills he practices.

For example, the Yang family practiced the ancestral spear skills, so everyone used guns. They can also practice other weapons, but they are definitely not as convenient as guns.

Using double swords means practicing sword skills that match the double swords.

Common skills mean popularization, and it is easier to find corresponding skills.

Niche weapons mean that there are few people of the same path, and it is difficult to find skills that match oneself for reference or practice.

Weapons like double swords are definitely much rarer than weapons such as swords, spears, swords and halberds.

The master who uses two swords should be easier to identify, because there are few people who practice two swords, and even fewer people with names.

However, Wei Cen shook his head and said, "I don't know!"

Yang Zhengshan was not disappointed because Wei Cen didn't know. Instead, his eyes lit up and his heart was full of surprise.

Wei Cen didn't know, which meant that the warrior who used two swords was an existence that the Secret Weapon Guard had not found.

It also meant that they had found a new clue.

"You keep an eye on him, I'll save the swordsman and see who it is!"

While the two were talking, the swordsman could no longer hold on. He was beaten back by the double-sword warrior and was about to be killed on the spot.

Throwing down a sentence, Yang Zhengshan jumped up and rushed straight in the direction of the fight.

His light body technique was not good, but it didn't mean that he was not fast.

Yang Zhengshan, who was running at full speed, was definitely not slower than Hong Yun.

In just a blink of an eye, Yang Zhengshan had rushed to the two of them, and then Yang Zhengshan waved his sleeves.

With a series of crisp sounds, the swordsman rushed towards the double-blade warrior. At the same time, Yang Zhengshan turned around, grabbed the swordsman's shoulder and flew in the opposite direction of the garrison.

When the crisp sound spread, the double-blade warrior retreated again and again, and had no time to stop Yang Zhengshan.

The crisp sound was not an insignificant thing, but a copper coin, which can also be called a gold coin dart.

The so-called gold coin dart is made of copper coins with polished edges, which can be used as a hidden weapon.

This dart is easy to make, can be carried in large quantities, and is used secretly. It is the most common hidden weapon in the world.

Yang Zhengshan often used copper coins to practice when he practiced Qianji Hand, so he put a lot of copper coins in his Lingquan space, but he only used these copper coins to practice Qianji Hand's technique, and did not polish them into gold coin darts.

But even if it was not polished into a gold coin dart, with Yang Zhengshan's strength, it would hurt if this thing hit someone.

Hundreds of copper coins were thrown out, making a clattering sound. Even if they didn't hit anyone, they could still scare people.

Yang Zhengshan named this move "throwing money at someone".

Well, this is a real way of throwing money at someone.

The double-blade warrior dodged very quickly, but he couldn't stand the large number of copper coins. A large number of copper coins fell down, and he was hit several times. Although he didn't suffer too serious injuries, it was enough to make him extremely angry.

"Damn it!"

He cursed inwardly, but unfortunately it was pitch black around him at this time. He could no longer find the figures of Yang Zhengshan and the swordsman. He could only turn around and say "go" to Hou Jun in dismay and left.

After they left, several little tails quietly followed them through the streets and alleys.

Wei Cen's people are all the elites of the Secret Martial Guard. Although they are not very strong, they are all extremely good at tracking.

Even in this dark night, they could still follow Hou Jun and the double-sword warrior steadily according to the traces on the snow.

On the other side, Yang Zhengshan grabbed the swordsman and ran quickly in the alley.

"You're hurt!"

After passing through four or five alleys in a row, Yang Zhengshan suddenly stopped and asked.

His hands felt sticky, obviously stained with blood.

The swordsman groaned, "You caught my wound!"

Yang Zhengshan was stunned for a moment, and then he retracted his hand sarcastically.

Guilty sin.

He had caught him hard just now, but the swordsman could bear it and didn't speak until now.

wrong!

Suddenly Yang Zhengshan asked in surprise: "You are a woman!"

The man in front of him was wearing a black outfit, and his face was tightly wrapped in black cloth, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

If she hadn't spoken, Yang Zhengshan wouldn't have been able to tell that she was a woman.

However, the swordsman did not answer his words. Instead, his body went limp and fell to the ground, as if he had fainted.

Yang Zhengshan was speechless.

He didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin who came out halfway was actually a woman.

Women will be women, I just hope this man doesn't look like Cheng Yaojin.

"Hey, wake up!" Yang Zhengshan reached out and poked the woman on the ground, but the woman had no response.

"You're not going to die!"

He reached out and grabbed the woman's wrist. Her pulse was still there. She was not dead, but she had passed out.

Yang Zhengshan raised his head and looked around. It was freezing cold. He definitely couldn't leave people here.

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Zhengshan could only pick up the woman and sneak towards the garrison hall.

But as he walked, he felt something was wrong.

"Why doesn't this feel good?"

"It makes me not look like a good person."

"Hold a woman in the middle of the night, this is what a flower picker should do!"

"Bah, I act and sit upright, how can I be a flower-picking thief!"

He looked down at the woman in his arms. Judging from her facial features, she seemed to be pretty good-looking and not too old.

"The best I can do is pick up corpses!"

While he was thinking wildly, he returned to the backyard of the garrison hall.

Yang Zhengshan hesitated for a moment, and finally did not put the woman in the guest room, but brought her back to the main courtyard.

It's not that he wants to do something indescribable, but the current situation is special and it's better for this woman not to be exposed.

And he wanted to find out the identity of this woman, so that she wouldn't show up again and ruin their affairs.

Throwing the woman on the fire bed, Yang Zhengshan hesitated for a moment and then pulled away the black cloth from her face.

"It's her!"

Yang Zhengshan was slightly surprised when he saw this woman's true appearance.

He had seen this woman before. She was the woman Yang Chengye bumped into when he was going down the stairs in Fuyun Building.

However, he was just surprised and didn't take it to heart.

It was just a one-time acquaintance. The two had no communication and were not considered acquaintances.

What he cared about was the identity of this woman, and he wanted to know why this woman wanted to intercept and kill Hou Jun.

But before that, he had to heal this woman's injuries, and at least let her wake up.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhengshan began to check the injuries on her body.

The injuries were not serious, with only two minor injuries, one on the shoulder and one on the thigh.

Such an injury would definitely not cause her to fall into a coma. The blood in the wound was dark in color, indicating poisoning.

Jianghu warriors are not good at this. They use all possible means, often poisoning their own weapons, and have no martial ethics at all.

But here comes the problem, Yang Zhengshan can't detoxify.

In desperation, Yang Zhengshan could only give the woman a bowl of spiritual spring water and then wait for Wei Cen to return.

He didn't wait long, Wei Cen came back.

"How is it?" Yang Zhengshan first asked about the situation of Hou Jun and the sword warrior.

"They were hidden in a small courtyard in Xicheng District. In order to avoid alerting the enemy, I did not continue to pursue them. I just asked people to keep an eye on them!" Wei Cen said.

Yang Zhengshan nodded, then took a handkerchief, handed it to Wei Cen and asked, "Let's see what kind of poison this is and can it be cured."

There was a woman's blood on the handkerchief, which turned black.

Wei Cen picked up the handkerchief and asked, "Can you cure the confusion?"

With that said, he took out a porcelain bottle from his waist and handed it to Yang Zhengshan.

"Is this the antidote?" Yang Zhengshan was extremely surprised.

"Ecstasy is the most common poison in the world. Once contaminated, it will make people fall into coma in just a moment. This poison will not kill people, but as long as they don't take the antidote, they will remain in coma."

"We often use this poison when facing people who are still useful!"

Wei Cen explained.

have to!

Jianghu warriors do not respect martial ethics, and you secret military guards do not respect martial ethics even more than martial arts warriors.

What else could Yang Zhengshan say? He took the antidote and returned to the house.

He gave the woman the antidote, bandaged her wounds, and then sat next to her and fell asleep.