Yun Yang did not have a peaceful night, but somewhere else, there was someone who was even more troubled.
The Residence of Marshal.
Old Marshal Qiu Jianhan's thick brows were knitted together tightly.
"Who was it that took Wu Wenyuan away, killed him and sent his corpse back?"
"Who was it that saved Wu Wenyuan's mother and wife?"
These two questions baffled the old marshal. Since they had killed Wu Wenyuan, why did they save his wife and mother? If they could save Wu Wenyuan's wife and mother, why did they not save Wu Wenyuan's children as well?
It was a complete mess!
Moreover, they had been brought out, sent in, and taken out from the tightly-guarded prison. This incident instilled an inexplicable sense of fear in Old Marshal Qiu.
This was the prison!
It was one of the most heavily guarded places in the capital city.
How could they allow people to go in and out like they were walking on flat ground?
Beside him was a middle-aged man dressed in a scholar's robe. He looked elegant and had a carefree demeanor, as if everything was a breeze to him.
"Marshal, I think this matter is no longer important. After all, those who should be killed have been killed … "The middle-aged man smiled faintly." To me, this matter is not as important as the others. "
"Hmm?" Qiu Jianhan frowned.
"Killing Wu Wenyuan, sending his corpse back, and saving his wife and mother …" The middle-aged man said, "The person who did this is obviously the same person, or rather, the same organization. This organization is not on Wu Wenyuan's side, that's for sure. If they were accomplices, they would never have killed Wu Wenyuan. "
Qiu Jianhan asked, "Hmm?"
"I'm guessing that killing Wu Wenyuan and saving his wife and mother is only a form of exchange." The middle-aged man smiled. "This explains it."
"Not saving Wu Wenyuan's children means that he's Wu Wenyuan's enemy. He doesn't want Wu Wenyuan's bloodline to continue. "
The middle-aged man said, "That's why he did such an inexplicable thing. Overall, this young brother thinks that this person is on our side. He's a friend and not an enemy. Even though he's a little unreasonable and lawless. It's understandable. "
Qiu Jianhan nodded slowly. "If so, what are the other matters?"
"As for the other matters …" The middle-aged Confucian scholar said, "Wu Wenyuan's evidence is conclusive, and he deserves to be punished. But, there must be a huge force behind Wu Wenyuan. As for Wu Wenyuan, until his death. A certain aspect of his identity has not been exposed! "
"And after today's memorial service, I wonder if the marshal has seen the records of the guards at the city gates."
There was a hint of worry on the middle-aged scholar's face. "Many … martial artists are entering Tiantang City from all directions. There are people from all four sects. Among these people, many of them are experts, but they are not recorded in any records … "
"It's clear that these people's identities are all fake."
"Just as Wu Wenyuan was killed, there are suddenly so many people hiding their identities and disguising themselves to enter Tiantang City … This is terrifying to think about!"
"I'm afraid … the revenge of that mysterious organization has come. In other words, he has a certain objective. "The middle-aged scholar said," Regarding this, Marshal must guard against it. "
Qiu Jianhan nodded solemnly.
"I still feel …" Qiu Jianhan said, "The incident at the Celestial Prison is a little strange."
"I feel …" After a moment of hesitation, the middle-aged scholar said, "This incident … is somewhat similar to when the Nine Heavens Dictum was issued back then …"
He frowned in uncertainty and said in a low voice, "That … familiar … undercurrent that no one can resist, that feeling …"
"What?"
Old Marshal Qiu Jianhan stood up abruptly, a terrifying glint in his eyes. "Nine Supremes?"
…
Early morning.
Tiantang City was rather chaotic.
With the sudden outbreak of twelve deaths, Tiantang City's public security office was overwhelmed with work. The bailiffs investigated everywhere, but the results of the investigation were that everyone looked at each other, feeling that it was not a big deal.
Those who had died were gangsters who had committed heinous crimes. From the expressions and tone of those who were investigated, they were all satisfied! They were finally dead! These bastards finally had someone to take care of …
Such a performance.
There were even some who were excited, buying food and drinks to call their friends. "Come, come, come, let's drink. There's something joyous today. What a joyous occasion … "
There were even some who complained, "Why weren't the bastards on our side taken care of?"
After investigating, the bailiff did not obtain any valuable information. He only received a series of excited feedback. The governor's lips twitched as he reported to the prefectural magistrate. He said nonchalantly, "There are no clues, let's take our time …"
Alright, take our time.
We'll take our time then …
The bailiffs retreated, feeling relieved. It's good that these f * ckers are dead. Who the hell would investigate?
…
The saber wind howled in the yard as Yun Yang familiarized himself with his saber.
Of course, he was reluctant to use the Divine Edge when it came to familiarizing himself with the saber.
The Blade of Heaven's Will had already turned into a purple lotus on his sleeve.
Such a magical weapon was only worth its price if it was used when it was easiest to trick someone. What was the point of revealing it in advance?
As for hanging it on his waist every day … wouldn't that be foolish?
"The first style, Merciless Blade." The tip of Yun Yang's toes spun as he supported himself with his knees. The rotation of his calf drove the rotation of his waist, turning his body in half a circle. The wooden saber in his hand moved diagonally upwards, tearing the space apart with a swoosh.
He had practiced this style over and over again, hundreds and thousands of times.
Lao Mei watched from the side, his lips twitching.
This style … looked pretty good, but it was a pity that it would be useless in a real battle …
However, the young master was really working hard in his cultivation …
"Hoo …" The last bit of his energy was completely expended. Yun Yang finally sat on the ground; sweat poured out like a waterfall, drenching the lower part of his body.
He shut his mouth and tried to breathe through his nostrils, using the Endless Heart Sutra to guide the mystical Qi in his dantian to flow through his meridians. Although he was almost suffocating, he would never open his mouth to pant at this moment.
If he did so, the result of his morning of hard work would be less than a tenth of it.
After half a cup of tea's time, Yun Yang's breathing stabilized and his pale face slowly regained its color.
Lao Mei's expression changed from disdain to respect.
Not everyone could be so harsh on themselves.
Ever since his young master had started his saber practice until his breathing had calmed down, he had broken through the human body's limit more than a dozen times. These breakthroughs would become Yun Yang's eternal improvement, there would never be a regression.
This was because he had chosen the most difficult cultivation when he was the most exhausted!
"With such wisdom, young master will definitely achieve great things in the future. It's just that … "Lao Mei had a long-standing doubt in his heart." Young master has always planned before taking action, never acting impulsively. He seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages, extremely intelligent. What was it that caused young master to be so severely injured last year? Why did he lose all of his cultivation base? "
"What did young master go through?" Lao Mei felt that although he had followed his young master for three years, he had never truly understood him.
It was as if there was a thick layer of mystery shrouding him at all times. It was impossible to see him clearly.
What was strange was that the jades on his young master seemed to be gone. His young master had always liked the Frost Jade as it could calm his mind … but now, not even a single piece was missing.
Where did they go?
The door knocker was knocked.
"May I ask if Young Master Yun is at home?"
A crisp voice rang out.
Yun Yang and Lao Mei were stunned at the same time.
There was actually a visitor?
This was a rare occurrence.
Everyone in Tiantang City knew that the Residence of Yun had closed its doors and never accepted visitors. It had been four to five years since there had been any visitors.
Today, for the first time ever, someone had come.
"Chirp chirp …" An excited voice could be heard.
A golden-furred monkey dashed in, hopping from the gate to Yun Yang's yard with ease. It dashed into Yun Yang's embrace with a swoosh, waving its limbs excitedly.
"…"
Yun Yang's expression was one of utter bewilderment.
He had just met it last night, why was it here again today? Am I that popular with monkeys? I had purposely angered that woman last night, why did it still come?
Looking at the little monkey that was less than two feet in his embrace, its red buttocks sticking out as it crawled around in his embrace. With a swoosh, it climbed onto his shoulder and slid down his back. In the next moment, it actually climbed back up from his crotch and burrowed into his embrace.
Yun Yang's eyes rolled back and forth.
A fragrant breeze wafted in from the main door, refreshing and refreshing.
A slender lady was standing at the main door, smiling at Yun Yang.
The lady had a slender figure, slim and well-proportioned. She was dressed in an ordinary green robe, but it was as if she would fly with the wind when she wore it. She exuded an aura of spirituality, completely unlike someone from the secular world.
However, her face was a little too ordinary.
Of course, Yun Yang would not think that this was the lady's true face. How could a lady with such a delicate aura have such an ordinary face?
"Young Master Yun, I hope you won't be offended by my sudden visit." The lady's voice was crisp, giving off an indescribable sense of comfort.
"I dare not, I dare not. Your presence brings light to my humble abode." Yun Yang smiled gently. "Please come in."
"Thank you, young master." The lady smiled and walked in. Seeing the Thousand Illusion Monkey that had been clinging to Yun Yang since it saw him, a glimmer of light flashed across its eyes.
"I was impolite last night. I actually forgot to ask for your name, young lady," Yun Yang said apologetically.
The lady in green resisted the urge to roll her eyes and thought to herself, "If I hadn't come today, I'm afraid you wouldn't have thought of this for the rest of your life. He must have seen me coming and had nothing to say, so he used this as an opening remark. "
This was a man who looked smart, but in reality, he didn't understand anything and couldn't care less about his daughter's feelings!
"Young master must be joking. My surname is Ji, and it means stratagem, "the lady in green said.
"What a good surname!" Yun Yang clapped his hands and praised loudly with an exaggerated expression and tone, "Just this word alone makes me think. Since the beginning of time, all those who have achieved great things have used stratagems. Stratagems are the foundation of everything in this world. The so-called hegemony, the so-called loyalty in history, they are all just stratagems! "
"Young master is too kind." The lady in green could not help but roll her eyes.
If it wasn't for the Thousand Illusion Monkey and herself, she would have stood up and left immediately.
It's just a surname and you're praising it so much. More importantly, you're afraid that others can't see the hypocrisy when you're praising others! This fellow was simply asking for a beating!
Yun Yang rubbed his nose and said, "May I ask for your name?"
Miss Ji answered snappily, "A single word, Ling."
"Good name!" Yun Yang praised loudly, "All stratagems must be effective! Lady's name is really good! As the saying goes, Ji Ling, Ji Ling. If it doesn't work, it's not a stratagem, but Ji Ling is a stratagem. What a good name, what a good name. Lady's name actually speaks of the mystery of all successful people since the beginning of time … "
"…"
Miss Ji Ling felt a surge of anger rush to her head. An urge to flip the table sprouted in her.
If it wasn't for the fact that she was a girl and couldn't curse, she would have cursed him and spat on his face!
I know you're not welcome here.
But you don't have to be so disgusting!
I'm still a girl after all. Could it be that this bastard doesn't even care about the least bit of decorum?
Lao Mei stood by the side, feeling the urge to look up to the sky and sigh.
Young master, no wonder you're so handsome, but you're still a loner at the age of nineteen. It's not without reason that you don't have any female confidants.
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