Qing Ping Le · Double Songs

Yongzhou City is the best place in the south of the Yangtze River. It borders on the Western Zhou Dynasty and embraces the city with mountains as a barrier. The green hills are beautiful and beautiful.Rong Cheng entered the city last night, but she was already standing and strolling in the street this morning when it was daylight, still wearing plain brocade clothes.

Yongzhou City in early winter is not as cold as the capital city. The morning mist carries the moisture of the cold dew, half covering the green bricks and green tiles. At the end, a couple of people opened a shop and welcome the morning light in front of the sweeping door.She turned the corner of the street and stepped onto an arched bridge, she could hear the trickle of the stream in her ears,

There are tall and straight trees on the shore, and even the cold wind is less bleak and more charming.

I see how charming Qingshan is, and I expected Qingshan to see me like this.

The news that Twelve Young Masters entered Yongzhou City at night spread like wildfire, and her arrival also surprised the entire Yongzhou City.The Tianyi Sect has a long history but never asked about Jianghu affairs, and seldom walked around the Jianghu. Apart from its suzerain, the most mysterious person is the Twelve Young Masters.Few people in Jianghu have seen the real face of the Twelve Young Masters, they only know Ye Jingyu, who is accompanied by him in white clothes and red bow.

Therefore, there are many opinions about her arrival in Yongzhou City, especially the sword-testing villa where the leader of the martial arts is located. .Therefore, when she was passing through an alley, the people from the Sword Trial Villa happened to find her, and the noise shattered the peaceful morning to the ground.

"May I ask if your Excellency is the twelve sons?" The leading son bowed his hands and saluted.

"What is the purpose of Mr. Cheng blocking my son's way?" Jing Yu flew down from nowhere along the corner, with a refined and gentle face, but the red spirit bow behind him was as coquettish as blood and dazzling in the sun.

"The person who was called the son by Zhu Gongye Jingyu in white must be the twelfth son. Next, Cheng Yiliu will respectfully invite the twelfth son to come to Jianjian Villa under the order of his uncle. The uncle has prepared a banquet for the son to welcome you." Cheng Yiliu Looking at each other with a smile on their faces.

Rong Cheng smiled and said, "Why should I go?" After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, Cheng Yiliu's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he raised his hand to stop her again, but before he could move, he was overturned by someone's palm on the ground.

Xia Feng descended from the sky with a stern face, and he stood with his hands behind his back. The morning light covered him from behind, but enveloped him in a deeper shadow, like an unshakable mountain.

Cheng Yiliu tasted the fishy sweetness in his mouth, and suddenly he was furious, his eyes stared like copper bells, and he stared at Xia Feng firmly. He stood up and wanted to fight again, but was held back by his hands, and they whispered persuasion in his ears "The long sword behind this person is named Zhan Xing. It should be Feng Tianxing, one of the Four Musketeers. With so many of us, it may not be his opponent alone. What's more, Ye Jingyu is also there. The son turned around and told the leader. Can't deal with these people?"

Cheng Yiliu calmed down, thinking about it, it would only be thankless for him to rush up like this, he might as well ask his uncle to vent his anger for him.He pushed away the men who helped him to get up, swallowed the blood on his throat, straightened his robes, and put his gun and cannon on, "Young Master Twelve, why bother to hurt someone if you don't want to say something? I respect Twelve The young master is a distinguished guest of Yongzhou City, but he didn't expect that the twelfth young master doesn't seem to put his uncle in his eyes, so I, Cheng, will not force it, and the twelve young masters will meet later."

Cheng Yiliu walked away with his entourage, Jing Yu turned his head and smiled and asked Xia Feng, "How much power did you use just now?"

"Less than thirty percent."

"The Cheng family is not as good as one generation after another."

Xia Fengdao, "It is said that Cheng Hao's martial arts methods are derived from the true biography of the sky-blind old man, but he has just tried Yiliu's martial arts, and his internal strength is mediocre, unlike someone who possesses unique skills."

"I guess Cheng Hao didn't pass on everything he learned to him."

"This martial arts leader is afraid that he won't be able to deal with it."

Jing Yu nodded in agreement, "This person needs to take more precautions."

There was a white eagle hovering over Yongzhou City, Jing Yu raised his eyes and said, "There is news from the capital." He blew a long cry with his fingers, and the white eagle swooped down and landed on his arm, as cute as a poultry.After taking off the bamboo tube, he stroked the white eagle's small head and said, "It's hard work for you to travel this far." The white eagle seemed to have a human nature, and it took advantage of his arm to spread its wings and fly high, soaring between the sky and the earth.

Shocked by the rain, a smile appeared on his face, "Mr. Zhuge said that Chun Mian has run away." He handed the letter to Xia Feng.

After reading the letter, Xia Feng's usually stern face was like a snow queen, and he rarely smiled, "It's time to leave Ancheng."

Jing Yu laughed again, "How can you punish her when she comes to see you?" Looking up from here, there is a green hill, and Rong Ling's figure is gradually wiped away by the mountain, he said, "Hurry up and catch up with you."

The distant and heavy bells came from the mountains, waking up the drowsy morning, and the cold long street gradually became lively. Looking forward to a prosperous business day.Xia Feng and Jing Yu raised their feet and walked in the direction of the bell.

The rising sun of Dongsheng receded the blue mist that lingered in the mountains, and Rong Cheng's figure gradually became clear, with blue hair like waterfalls and picturesque eyebrows.She walked up the stone stairs paved with stone slabs in the mountain very slowly. In the morning light, her forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and she just walked silently towards the Qiyan Temple on the mountain.

Qiyan Temple is built according to the mountain situation. The whole temple is hidden among the deep forests. The wide-open temple gate is mottled with red paint, and the gray tiles along the corners are slightly broken. It is isolated from the world, solemn and quiet, and it will last forever in this world. Quietly overlooking the ups and downs of the earth and the changes of dynasties.

The sweeping monk in front of the door saw someone coming, clasped his hands together and asked, "Amitabha, why did the almsgiver come?"

"Amitabha." Rong Cheng clasped his hands together, "I'll light an ever-burning lamp for my sister."

"Amitabha, almsgiver, come with me."

"Thank you, little master."

The boy monk led Rong Cheng into the temple. The temple is secluded, so the incense is not very bright and there are few believers.This small temple has no fewer than a hundred jujube trees planted in the front and back yards. The early winter winds have already blown the jujube leaves down, and every step you take, you can hear the mourning of the yellow leaves after their death.

She stepped into the backyard with fallen leaves all over the ground. The backyard is a small square courtyard with gray tiles on both sides. Copper bells hanging along the corners jingle with the wind. It is full of ever-burning lights.

The monk boy handed her a piece of rectangular paper to write the name of the person she was protecting. When she picked up the pen, the little monk only saw "Rong" and couldn't read the words behind. "Looking at the writing, this benefactor's handwriting is elegant and thick, which is a good handwriting.After finishing writing, he calmly took the folded paper in Rong Cheng's slender hands, folded his palms together and read a few scriptures.

"The almsgiver can think about my sister in your heart before lighting this ever-burning lamp." The monk gave Rong Cheng a joss stick and asked her to light the lamp overflowing with oil

Rong Cheng closed his eyes and lit the lamp in meditation, but what he prayed in his heart was, "The world is peaceful."

"The benefactor is fine."

Rong Cheng put his palms together, "Thank you, little master."

Xia Feng and Jing Yu waited under an ancient tree that covered the sky and the sun, and the branches swaying in the wind cast mottled shadows all over the place. When they saw Rong Cheng stepping out of the mountain gate, they greeted him.

Jing Yu asked, "Master, do you want to go back?"

"It's better to go back earlier, there should be guests coming tonight."

"The carriage is ready at the foot of the mountain, young master be careful."

Rong Cheng walked very slowly, taking every step carefully like a child, Xia Feng and Jing Yu would stop after every step, waiting for her to take another step.There was no anxiety on Xia Feng's stern face, nor was Jing Yu's.

Jing Yu said again behind Rong Cheng, "My lord, Mr. Zhuge sent a letter, and Chun Mian ran out."

Rong Cheng's steps paused, his brows twitched unconsciously, and then he said with a smile, "When Chun Mian comes, I'll be in confinement for two days."

"Yes, son."

When he reached the bottom of the mountain, Rong Cheng took a look at the clear sky and changed his mind, "I won't go back yet, let's go for a stroll in the city."

Behind him is still the promise of obedience, "Yes, son."

Rong Cheng didn't say he was tired until he had seen the real hustle and bustle of Yongzhou City. It was already dusk, and the carriage stopped at the end of Liansi Street in the west of the city. It was a courtyard with three entrances and three exits. It was bought by Jingyu before and the plaque on the lintel was replaced. Now there are four big characters "Purple Air Comes East", written in dragons and phoenixes.

Xia Feng helped her get off the carriage, looked up, there were four lanterns waiting for her return hanging under the eaves, exactly the same style as the palace, with a hint of warmth in the evening when there was still afterglow.

An old housekeeper stood at the door and said with a smile, "Young master, come in quickly, it's windy outside, dinner is ready."

This is her residence in Yongzhou City, and everything is in accordance with the rules of the palace. There are many servants.After she had dinner, took a bath and changed clothes, the night finally came over, the sky full of stars was shining brightly above her head, and the noise of the long street ceased to be silent.The watchman lit a will-o'-the-wisp like a lantern and rang the clapper, patrolling the entire Liansi Street.

The maid came in with soothing soup, Rong Cheng was looking at the silver frost all over the yard from the wide open window, it was cold and quiet.She has a very pretty face, and wearing men's clothes adds a bit of heroism, and now sitting there with black eyes as black as ink and a plain white shirt half open, she is even more handsome.The maid offered the Anshen Tang with both hands, her face was flushed, and she only dared to sneak a look at the young master sitting at the table.

"Young master, enter the Soothing Soup."

"let it go."

"Yes."

The maid put down the soup bowl and lowered her eyes, before she left, she still closed the window and said in concern, "Master Ye Shenfeng should rest early."

Rong Cheng smiled warmly like spring, "Thank you." The maid's face turned redder, and she retreated shyly.

She took up a pen and wrote a letter to her father saying she was safe, and in a few short words she only told her that she was safe and said the scenery along the road, never mentioning the Temple of Yama. The wind suddenly blew the window open, interrupting her next movements.The windows and doors were wide open and the wind was blowing towards her face. In an instant, papers were flying and clothes were fluttering. It wasn't just the wind, but a strong internal force mixed with it was attacking her.

To be able to go straight here shows that the martial arts skills of the visitor are very high, and should not be underestimated.With a bang, the feathered arrows flew through the air at high speed, and Jing Yu was holding a red spirit bow on the opposite roof, and fired the arrow.The three feathered arrows went side by side, shooting at the assassin's three big holes respectively.Hearing the urgent wind behind him, the visitor spun in the air and managed to dodge three feathered arrows. The three arrows were nailed to the floor, and the arrows sank more than two inches.

As soon as the assassin's feet landed on the ground, the feather arrows chased after him. He used his strength to volley in the air to find a way out, but was blocked by the continuous firing of feather arrows.Standing in front of the table, Rong Cheng's eyes were still calm, but his complexion seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and he asked coldly, "Who is here?"

"After coming down for a while, I haven't been able to get close to the young master, why should the young master get angry?" Surrounded by the startling rain of feather arrows, this person is not only as light as a swallow, but also has such a leisurely laugh, which shows his martial arts Never under the startling rain.

The guards in black swarmed in from the door and tightly protected Rong Cheng, their eyes were only sharply staring at the assassin who was hiding in the arrow rain, they had to ensure the safety of the young master before Xia Feng arrived.One of the guards turned around and said, "Two groups of assassins came tonight. The first group of five were all masters of sword use. Xia Feng was being entangled by them in the front yard. The next few were all very light kung fu. We divided up into several groups and were chased away, but fortunately, Jing Yu has been guarding outside the Young Master's Courtyard."

Rong Cheng said coldly, "Come prepared." She added, "You guys go help Jing Yu."

"My lord, we can't leave you before Xia Feng arrives."

"Listen to your son." A blue shadow quickly stopped beside Rong Cheng, it was Xia Feng with blood on his robe.

Rong Cheng's eyes became colder, "How is the injury?"

"Xia Feng is fine, two people died and three were seriously injured in the front yard." Xia Feng's eyes were burning, and Zhan Xing was like a pool of autumn water in his hands.

The guards in black flocked to the assassin like a tide. Although the assassin was good at light work, he was weak in close attack. This group of guards was Jing Yu's master, and their martial arts were naturally not bad. The assassin's position was a little flustered.Arrow Rain stopped, the guards formed a circle around the assassin, and the two cooperated to attack up and down, and the encirclement would shrink little by little, trapping the opponent tightly like hunting and strangling, consuming his strength.

The formation was changing and attacking, coupled with the tacit cooperation and vicious moves, the assassin saw that there was no hope, and shouted, "I am a mere unknown person, how can I need the hospitality of the twelve sons, and please spare me my life."

Rong Cheng was silent and another person answered him, "Since I created this formation, I haven't been able to practice it in front of the young master. Today, it just so happens that I ask this hero to use his life's knowledge to guide me on this formation. So that Jingyu can make more improvements in the future.”

The assassin was terrified, and before he could find a way to escape, he had been pierced by several swords, and fell down dead like a bloody hedgehog.The guard tore off the black cloth from the face of the corpse and identified it, then turned around and said, "It's Zhao Suiliu from Baibuyou."

Jing Yu said, "Zhao Suiliu's light kung fu is excellent, and he is also a direct disciple of Baibuyou. There should be no one who can send this person to assassinate the young master, except for the current martial arts leader."

He also heard someone report outside the door, "Wu Ming, the prodigal swordsman, and Ma Liuhu from outside the Great Wall died in front, and all the disciples of Baibuyou's sect were wiped out."

Seeing that Rong Cheng's face was as frosty as the rain, he said in shock, "My lord, let's go to the study for a while." Rong Cheng stepped out of the room without saying a word, and he ordered the room to be cleaned and followed.

A candle was lit in the study and was blown tottering by the wind, making it difficult to form a shadow. Rong Cheng sat at the table and stared straight ahead, his face was as usual.

"Cheng Hao's intention this time is firstly to test the young master's falsehood, and secondly to give him a warning, but judging from the martial arts of the assassins tonight, Cheng Hao's real purpose must be to defeat the young master, and what is more, to kill the young master in one fell swoop. Get rid of the son."

Rong Cheng only asked, "Xia Feng, can those who escaped be traced?"

"Yes." During the fight, Xia Feng slapped several people with the root-seeking grass powder in his palm, except for the dead Wu Ming and Ma Liuhu, the others all fled with the smell of root-seeking grass. At this moment, the night owl was already looking for him under the night sky.

Rong Cheng sneered, "Leader Cheng sent two big gifts in a row, how can there be no reason not to return them?" Xia Feng immediately understood and took orders to leave the study.

Before dawn, Cheng Hao learned the bad news. Last night's assassination plan caused him a lot of damage. He almost lost a master who could be used by Baibuyou. But just now, according to the Moon Shadow Sword, He Guang was killed by a sword. at home.He was startled, and his body stiffened for a moment, but he quickly returned to the previous style of the leader.

"Have you found any clues?"

"Leader, no." The confidant told the truth, "He Guang was the least injured among the three who escaped, and he was recuperating in Moon Shadow Villa. The killer only used one trick."

Another person said, "To pass through the heavily guarded Moon Shadow Villa without a sound, and to kill someone with one move, there are no more than ten such masters in the martial arts world, and the War Star Jianfeng Tianxing next to the Twelve Young Masters can do it."

"It's not like that. Not to mention the depletion of the five people's internal strength in the Fengtian Xingli battle tonight, it's that the three of them not only hide their moves, but also escape separately, so they shouldn't be discovered. Could it be that these twelve sons are really capable of guessing?" Find out their identities and find He Guang first?" The person who spoke was Yu Daqian, Cheng Hao's right-hand man, who also had a lot of status in Jianjian Villa.

The rest of the people echoed, "Brother Yu is right, it seems that right now the only option is to stand still and wait until the opponent's reality is found out before making another plan."

Yu Daqian said again, "Leader, this subordinate thinks that the assassination tonight is a little rash. If He Guang's death is really related to the twelve sons, it can be seen that there are many masters hidden around this person. If he came here just for other things, it may be unreasonable tonight." Made an enemy."

Cheng Hao's eyes flashed fiercely, and his tone was impatient, "Are you trying to say that he is shaking mountains and shaking tigers to demonstrate to the old man?"

"Subordinates don't mean that."

"I know what you mean. I really shouldn't have made arrangements for what happened last night, but this person is acting in a secretive way. I'm afraid the visitor is not kind. There is still half a month before the martial arts conference, when the heroes from all walks of life Gathering here, if this person has malicious intentions to subvert the martial arts, I can only meet this person personally at the risk of my own life."

"The leader understands that righteousness is the blessing of martial arts."

"Have you found out the relationship between this person and Yan Luodian?"

"I heard that this person fought against Yan Luodian in Shaocheng, and he killed many people on the other side, so he shouldn't be in the same gang."

There was no emotion on Cheng Hao's withered and thin face, and he asked again, "Have you found Lin Beichuan?"

"Someone has been sent to look for it."

After Cheng Hao said nothing for a while, he motioned for everyone to back down. A muffled thunder rolled from the sky, and his long and narrow eyes suddenly burst out with murderous aura, making him even more eerie and strange in the dark room.

For the next three days, Moon Shadow Sword He Guang, Wudanzi Hua Manyu, and Night Walker Tang Er were all killed at home by a sword. The killer was not only a master of martial arts, but also a master of lightness kung fu. No one noticed when he entered and exited the three heavily guarded places , and it is not difficult to see from the panic state of these three people before they died, the three people were also unbelievable before the god of death came.

When the news of Tang Er's death reached Cheng Hao's ears, his murderous intent reappeared but he forcibly suppressed it. If he still had some doubts before, he can now be absolutely sure that the Twelve Young Masters not only traced the assassin's whereabouts that night, but also forcibly suppressed it. It was provocative and rude to him to be able to kill them one by one as if entering no one's land, but he also knew that this person should not be underestimated.