[Comprehensive martial arts] On the conduct of Jinyiwei's commanders

The morning spring breeze blows in through the window, fresh and clean, the fiery red sun rises slowly under the cover of the mountains, and a drop of dew falls on the leaves of the plane trees by the roadside.

Birds fly up the branches.

In such a morning, if you sit by the window and drink a pot of tea and eat a few pieces of breakfast, you will definitely feel good.

Shen Baizhong got up when the sky was slightly bright. He put on his clothes, folded the quilt, went downstairs with a knife, asked the busy master in the kitchen for a pot of hot water, and then sat in the lobby to make tea for himself.

At his level, there is no need to get up early to practice. It is just because the assassins who wanted to assassinate the emperor in the early years mostly did it in the middle of the night and early in the morning. It became an instinct.

He is most awake when others are most asleep.

At such an early hour, only Shen Baizhong was sitting in the lobby. The Jianghu people who drank here yesterday were so drunk that they would not get up until the sun was high, and storytellers only came in the afternoon when there were many people. , Naturally, when you want to eat, when will you step into the inn.

The walnut table was smooth and flat, and under the faint light of red lanterns outside the window, the shadow of the Commander was reflected, as if he had been sitting there and never left in his life.

Suddenly footsteps came from outside the door, very light footsteps, the person who came must have good lightness skills, and to hear such a small sound, naturally also have good martial arts skills.

Of course Shen Baizhong could hear it.

The person who came in was a boy. He was wearing a black cloak with a red satin lining. The clothes inside the cloak were also black, with a black belt, black boots, and black leather gloves. Except for his pale face, this boy looked like a From Murray.

But he is indeed very handsome, especially those eyes, which are extraordinarily bright and indifferent, like cold stars in a winter night.

As soon as the boy came in, he went to the kitchen. It seemed that he wanted breakfast.

Shen Baizhong noticed the dust on his shoes, he must have driven for a long time before he was tired and hungry.

After the horse was lost yesterday, apart from the heavy medicine bag, the change of clothes that Li Quan had packed for Shen Baizhong was also lost along with it. Naturally, the suit he was wearing was no longer a flying fish suit, but a temporary bought one. Ordinary clothes are put on the body.

Shen Baizhong was really very quiet when he didn't speak or move. He was not murderous, but he was also very polite. He looked a little dazed, which didn't seem like the number one in the world should be at all, so the young man didn't notice him at all.

He touched his waist, took off a six-foot-long soft whip, and put it on the table, telling others that he was not to be trifled with.

After a quarter of an hour, Shen Baizhong got up and went into the back kitchen to order porridge and side dishes, brought them to the table and began to eat.

The lobby was so quiet that it could be haunted, there were two people sitting there, but it looked like a fake, there was no sound at all, Shen Baizhong didn't plan to speak, and the young man didn't plan to talk to Shen Baizhong either.

Until a pigeon flew outside.

The sound of flapping wings broke the silence, and the boy couldn't help but look over.

The pigeon's feathers were white and smooth, and there were bright yellow bands wrapped around its feet, more like a pet for viewing.

The boy's face changed. Even though he hadn't been in the Central Plains for a long time, he knew that this color was not for ordinary people.

Pigeons are of course raised by the emperor. They are raised in the imperial garden on weekdays. They are like uncles in the Forbidden City. Eunuchs and maids have to take care of them carefully. They feed the finest millet, drink water from Yuquan Mountain, and sleep in nests made of tribute cotton. Even this nest was made by Shangyi's most skillful embroiderer.

The uncle's only job was to fly back and forth between the emperor and Shen Baizhong.

Of course it flies very fast. It is difficult to find a pigeon faster than it. Maybe you can only find one or two in Jiangnan Huajia.

The emperor put a bright yellow ribbon on the pigeon, as if standing on the top of the Hall of Supreme Harmony and shouting down - do you know what this color means?Do you know whose pigeon this is?

If you don't understand, say you hit the wall and fell down.

Maybe the method really works, the pigeon has never been shot down by anyone, and you must know that the most expensive thing in the rivers and lakes is the carrier pigeon besides Marco.

——Li Qing paid tribute to three small boxes of wormwood, and they were delivered quickly, with ice.

It means that the Youth League has fallen.

The paper is the rice paper commonly used by the emperor, and the ink is also the ink he often uses.

This is of course a letter written by the emperor. As soon as Shen Baizhong left the capital, he always wanted to write something to him. The pigeon was also a kind of evidence—to prove to others that this person was the emperor's Jinyiwei.

As soon as the pigeon put down the letter, it flew away. The emperor never wanted Shen Baizhong to reply, he only wanted Shen Baizhong to read it.

Looking at the pigeons flying away, the boy finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Who are you?"

His voice was as indifferent as a human being, and his tone was a little irritable.

"Shen Baizhong."

The young man's face immediately changed and became paler.

"Where's your flying fish suit?"

"I lost it." Shen Baizhong replied obediently.

"You lose your clothes too?"

"Because the horse is lost."

The boy's expression changed again. His expression was a little strange this time, and he couldn't tell what it was. After a while, he asked again, "What color is your horse?"

"White."

The boy stopped talking.

After a while, he made a sound, as if he had made a very important decision, a great determination.

"Are you the commander of Jin Yiwei?"

Everyone knows this kind of question, but Shen Baizhong still nodded seriously, without impatience.

Since the boy asked seriously, he would answer seriously.

"Is your news well-informed, too?"

"I'm probably not as well-informed about him as I am." Chu Liuxiang went downstairs at some point, gnawed on a steamed bun, and sat across from Shen Baizhong while eating, "Although his Jin Yiwei is well-informed, But he is very stupid, you might as well ask me if you have anything to do."

The young man sized him up and said coldly, "Who are you?"

"Chu Liuxiang."

The young man had obviously heard of his name. There are few people who don't know the bandits in the world, but he just pretended not to know, "Chu Liuxiang? I don't know."

Chu Liuxiang could only touch his nose and smile wryly, "You don't know me, but I know you. Are you the nephew of Zamuhe, king of the desert?"

"How do you know?" The boy's hand had already touched the whip.

"Because I saw the flying camel embroidered in the satin of your cloak." Chu Liuxiang said, "You look in a hurry, you must have come from far away."

"That's right." The boy in black said in a colder voice, "Since you already know my background, let me ask you, have you met my father?"

Chu Liuxiang didn't answer his question, but instead asked him, "Do you have a name?"

"Of course." In order for Chu Liuxiang to answer the question, he could only hold back his anger and spit out the words word by word.

"Then why didn't you say who you are when you asked our names?"

"Black Pearl, my name is Black Pearl."

Chu Liuxiang smiled, "It sounds more like a girl's name."

"Have you ever seen..."

"No." Chu Liuxiang lied. He had indeed seen Zamuhe, but what he saw was a corpse, or a corpse that floated beside his boat. If he told the boy at this time, he would definitely do it. Why don't we find out the truth together? Fierce, but also to make him feel better.

"You!" Hei Zhuzhu was almost pissed off by him, but when he saw Shen Baizhong sitting there as if in a daze, he swallowed the breath again.

If a person is willing to search for his missing relatives alone from thousands of miles away, how can he be impatient and have no perseverance?

Even if Heizhuzhu had the confidence to win over Chu Liuxiang, Shen Baizhong would not dare to try.

"Although I haven't seen him, I'm looking into one thing." Chu Liuxiang said, "I've found out some clues about this matter. Ximen Qian, Zuo Youzheng, and Lingjiuzi disappeared together with your father." , if you can figure out where the other three people went, you will naturally know where Jamuka is."

"You said so much, but you want me to go with you?" Heizhu sneered, "Do you think I'm a fool?"

"But I have no reason to lie to you, right?" Chu Liuxiang smiled like a fox who stole a chicken, "If I'm looking for money and martial arts, wouldn't it be enough to have Shen Baizhong?"

Of course it is enough.

Although Heizhu didn't speak, there was this meaning in his eyes.

"Besides, you have no other clues."

Only then did Chu Liuxiang slowly add a sentence.

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Heizhuzhu, Chu Liuxiang and Shen Baizhong left together.

Just like what Chu Liuxiang said, he was not familiar with the places in the Central Plains, so he really had no clues, so following along was the best way.

After leaving the inn, Heizhu directly followed behind Shen Baisheng.

Chu Liuxiang was stunned for a moment, "Could it be that you came here on foot? Why don't you lead your own horse?"

Heizhu glared at him, "What's none of your business? Even if I came here by bird, it has nothing to do with you!"

"Then why are you following Shen Baizhong? I'm the one who has the clue." Chu Liuxiang pointed to her nose.

"Because you don't look like a good person at all!" Hei Zhuzhu actually laughed, and after he found that Shen Baizhong was easy to talk, he was not so afraid.

As soon as he finished laughing, Shen Baizhong grabbed his wrist and pulled him behind him.

The Xiuchun knife was out of its sheath, no, the Xiuchun knife hadn't been out of its sheath yet, Shen Baizhong stretched out his hand halfway and then retracted it, as if he felt that there was no need to draw the knife.

Chu Liuxiang only felt a flash in front of her eyes, and then she saw Shen Baizhong stopped.

Between his two fingers was a translucent black nail, which was two fingers long and covered with poison. If anyone was stabbed by this nail, he would go to see the King of Hades in the next second.

"Bone-penetrating nail!" Chu Liuxiang said.

This hidden weapon was aimed at Heizhu, after being pulled behind Shen Baizhong, he was not afraid, but his eyes were extremely bright.

He immediately noticed another question, "A finger of consonance? Is this Lu Xiaofeng's finger of consonance?"

"Yes." Shen Baichu threw the hidden weapon backhand. The bone-piercing nail needs to be fired with the mechanism box of Tangmen, but he used his hands, and it was farther than the mechanism, and the shot was ruthless.

Chu Liuxiang heard someone screaming in pain not far away, and knew that he must have been hit. When he stepped on it, he rushed out, "I'll go and see!"

Someone wants to kill Heizhu, this person must be related to the person who killed Jamuka.

Hei Zhuzhu and Shen Bai finally stood in place and waited.

"Lu Xiaofeng taught you the Lingxi finger?"

"Yes."

"You Central Plains people, can you learn martial arts casually?" Black Pearl asked.

"Friends can."

"How many friends do you have?"

"One."

Heizhu laughed again, "I think Chu Liuxiang also wants to be your friend."