Martial arts: A Taoist friend, Li Mochou cried

"Could it be that Master Zhuge knows this person?" Cai Jing asked in surprise.

"I don't know, I don't know." Zhuge Zhengwo waved his hands again and again.

Cai Jing also just asked casually, and didn't take it to heart.

Although Zhuge Zhengwo has always been at odds with him, but he is still a majestic imperial tutor, the head of the six sects, how could he know a commoner boy?

"Since that's the case, then this matter depends entirely on Master Zhuge." Cai Jing cupped his hands.

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Zhuge Zhengwo said with a smile.

Sending Cai Jing away, Zhuge Zheng and I were immediately speechless.

That dandy son of yours, who is not good to offend, unexpectedly offended this evil star.

"Uncle Shi, do you really want to help Cai Jing?" Tie Shou couldn't help asking.

Zhuge Zhengwo looked at Tie Shou with the eyes of a fool, and said, "When did you hear the old man say you want to help him?"

He said ruthlessly: "Uncle Shi was probably just trying to save those few people just now, otherwise they would have little chance of survival if they fell into Cai Jing's hands."

Tie Shou suddenly realized, and said with a smile, "So that's how it is."

Zhui Ming took a big gulp of wine, wiped his mouth, and said, "I'll go for a run and bring those people back first, so that Cai Jing's words don't count."

"No need." Zhuge Zhengwo waved his hand.

Everyone suddenly showed puzzled expressions.

The cold-blooded man who had been silent all the time said, "Uncle Shi must have his own plans."

Zhuge Zheng nodded his head in relief, this kid has finally learned how to be clever.

"You go out first." Zhuge Zhengwo said.

"Yes, Uncle Shi." Everyone quickly replied.

"Stay in cold blood."

Hearing Zhuge Zhengwo's words, the other three looked at Leng Xue.

They could clearly sense that lately Uncle Shi always likes to communicate in cold blood in private, and they don't know what secret the two of them have.

When the three of Tie Shou left, Zhuge Zheng and I said slowly: "Leng Xue, you go to find Mr. Zhang and report to him what happened today."

"Yes, Uncle Shi!" Leng Xue clasped his fists together.

Zhuge Zheng had a smile on my face.

Cai Jing, Cai Jing, I can't blame you now, old man, who made you give birth to a useless son.

It's not good to offend anyone, but to offend a grand master.

Chapter 62 Assassination

"Young Master Zhang, when will you be able to perform surgery on your younger sister?"

As soon as Zhang Chu walked out of the room, he saw Yaoyue eagerly coming up to him.

“Next time, definitely next time.” Zhang Chu said casually.

It’s not that Zhang Chu delayed on purpose. The main reason is that the medical classics are all hidden in the Lingjiu Palace in the Misty Peak of Tianshan Mountain, unlike Gusu, which can be reached by boat.

Therefore, Zhang Chu plans to practice a magic skill first—flying with a sword.

This thing is easy to say, but more troublesome in practice.

Needless to say, the most basic thing is to master the balance. The key is that if you fly too fast without protection measures, your face will be blown out of shape.

A look of disappointment flashed across Yaoyue's face.

Then she secretly reminded herself that she must not act too hastily, lest she annoy this old monster.

"My lord, someone is looking for you." Yin Li's voice suddenly came over.

When Zhang Chu walked to the yard, he saw Leng Xue walking over quickly.

"Leng catcher, what's the matter?" Zhang Chu was startled.

Cold-blooded and whispered: "Master Zhang, did you kill Cai Jing's son last night?"

Zhang Chu said with a smile: "as expected of six doors, you know it so soon?"

Leng Xue shook his head and said, "We didn't find out, it was Cai Jing."

He paused coldly, and then said: "He doesn't know that you did this, but I hope Mr. Zhang is prepared. This person has always been insidious, cunning, and ruthless. Even if it has nothing to do with you, he may arrest you for questioning .”

Zhang Chu suddenly said: “If I kill him, you shouldn’t bother me, right?”

A smile appeared on Leng Xue's face, and he said, "Young Master Zhang is just joking, how can I dare to make trouble for Young Master Zhang?"

"Then trouble Butou Leng to tell Cai Jing's address." Zhang Chu said.

Hearing Zhang Chu’s words, Leng Xue couldn’t help feeling happy in his heart.

Cai Jing, a villain, does all kinds of evil, and is the deadly enemy of the six sects. If you kill him, of course we will only applaud.

Besides, you are a dignified master, how dare you trouble yourself?

Therefore, Leng Xue told Zhang Chu of Cai Jing’s address without hesitation.

"Thank you Leng Butou, send my regards to Lord Zhuge." Zhang Chu said with a smile.

"Master Zhang, you're welcome." Cold-blooded clasping his fists.

Sending Leng Xue away, Zhang Chu stroked his chin and suddenly smiled softly.

Zhuge Zhengwo, an old fox, is really powerful, and he even knows how to kill with a knife.

However, people used Yangmou, and Zhang Chufei could not blame him, but had to thank him.

No wonder this old man can become a tutor.

Having said that, this Cai Jing really has to deal with it.

The flies did him no harm, but they were annoying after all.

However, I am afraid that this matter can only be done by him himself.

After all, as the prime minister, Cai Jing should have many experts around him to protect him.

As the saying goes, if you learn literary and martial arts, you will be the emperor's family.

There are not a few people who practice martial arts who are greedy for glory and wealth.

For example, Qu Lingfeng, Huang Yaoshi's eldest disciple, had the highest martial arts among Huang Yaoshi's disciples, but he still died at the hands of a master.

Night falls.

Taking advantage of the night, Zhang Chu quietly left the yard.

He walked slowly along the street unhurriedly, and after a long time, he finally arrived at his destination.

Zhang Chu found a restaurant nearby, stood by the railing upstairs, and had a panoramic view of the prime minister’s mansion not far away.

Looking at the mansion compound in front of him, Zhang Chu shook his head secretly.

This Cai Jing was too insolent, he didn't do any superficial effort, and showed his wealth in a grandiose way.

Zhao Chu also knows that he eats noodles with fried sauce every day.

It seems that the emperor of Song Dynasty really favored him very much.

Zhang Chu cast his eyes on the main house in the prime minister's compound, and then activated the ability of teleportation.

The next moment, Zhang Chu’s body suddenly disappeared in the restaurant.

"Guest officer, you..."

The waiter who had just gone upstairs to greet Zhang Chu happened to witness Zhang Chu's back disappear in front of his eyes.

He rubbed his eyes, then trembled all over, with a look of fear on his face, he ran away in a hurry.

"Oh my god, there is a ghost!"

At this moment, Zhang Chu has come to the main house of the prime minister’s mansion.

Under the moonlight, Zhang Chu could vaguely see two burly men standing at the door of the main house, who were obviously Cai Jing's guards.

"who?"

Zhang Chu didn’t deliberately hide his whereabouts, so the two guards immediately found Zhang Chu who came out of nowhere.

The two guards were startled when they saw Zhang Chu sneaking around the guards around the Prime Minister's Mansion and suddenly appearing here.

Immediately, their faces showed the color of facing a big enemy.

Before they could call for someone, Zhang Chu smiled slightly, and spread out the palm of his right hand, only to see an ordinary dagger that can be seen everywhere in the market, lying quietly on his palm.

The next moment, the dagger slowly floated from Zhang Chu's hand.

Whoosh!

Pfft!

Before the two guards could react, a bright light flashed in front of their eyes, and then they lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Zhang Chu jumped over their corpses and slowly stepped into the main house.

It was pitch black outside, but inside the house was brightly lit because of the candles placed here and there.

"I don't know which faction's master you are? But did you offend Cai?" A hoarse but steady voice sounded.

Zhang Chu looked around, and saw a middle-aged man sitting on the table, holding a brush in his hand, as if he was practicing calligraphy.

"You are Cai Jing?" Zhang Chu said with a smile.

"That's right, it's Cai." Cai Jing put down the brush and said slowly, his gaze was like a torch.

Seeing that the other party didn’t show the slightest panic, Zhang Chu couldn’t help but sigh in his heart. He deserves to be the prime minister of the dynasty, and he can pretend so much when he is about to die.

"Your Mightiness……"

Seeing that Zhang Chu was silent, Cai Jing was about to speak.

But the next moment, his eyes suddenly widened.

Before he could react, a dagger pierced his neck.

Cai Jing's body fell weakly on the table, and soon, the rice paper on the table was stained red with blood.

His eyes closed slowly, and the complex look in his eyes could be vaguely seen.

There was confusion, shock, unwillingness and bewilderment.

The villain dies because of talking too much, Zhang Chu knows this truth well.

So he didn't talk nonsense to Cai Jing, and directly and decisively ended his life.

After killing Cai Jing, Zhang Chu didn’t go to get the dagger, but left the house without haste.

The dagger bought for two taels of silver on the roadside is still within Zhang Chu’s tolerance.

In this assassination, Zhang Chu didn’t attract anyone’s attention except the two guards.

That night, Zhang Chu went home and had a good sleep.

But he didn't know that he caused a shock in the court.

However, even if Zhang Chu knew, he would not care.

The things in the court have nothing to do with him, and his life has not changed in the slightest.

In addition to several groups of patrolling policemen and soldiers on the road every day.

Chapter 63 Jiumozhi's thoughts

Six doors.

The government office, which has always been solemn and solemn, has been full of joy in the past two days, and everyone is smiling, as if it is Chinese New Year.

"Junior Cold-Blooded Brother, I offer you a toast." Zhui Ming laughed while holding up the wine jar in his hand.

Cold-blooded and helpless, he could only pick up the small wine glass on the table and lightly touch the chasing wine jar.