Chapter 97 Rusty Long Sword
"Am I, Mr. Qinglian will leave it to you to take care of!"
"Leave this to me, you can go there with confidence!"
Next to Luban Hall, in another small building.
A tall old woman, holding a spear in one hand and putting the other on Li Bai's shoulder, looked at Zhang Yu'an in front of her calm and resolutely.
And behind the old man were also faces of women with firm expressions.
"Then the kid will take one step first."
Zhang Yu'an bent down and bowed deeply to the old woman.
"An'er!"
Just as Zhang Yu'an was about to leave, the old woman suddenly called him.
"Don't worry too much about the things behind you. If you and your father are defeated or destroyed, our Zhangjiadan will have a ray of incense, and will avenge you and take back Ya Jiu, and never stop after life!"
The old woman smashed the spear on the ground and then said with a decisive look on her face.
"Boy has written it down!"
Zhang Yuan nodded vigorously, and after saying that, he held the long sword in his hand tightly and rushed into the wind and rain outside the door.
"Is this family overblown?"
After looking at Zhang Yu'an who was gradually disappearing in the wind and rain, and looking at the women in the room, Li Bai couldn't help but complain in his heart.
However, this kind of aristocratic family that uses Confucian benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness as the foundation of establishing a family and establishing one's own life is everywhere in this era. In their eyes, they are more important than their family and life. Therefore, Li Bai is not completely unable to understand the actions of the Zhang family in order to fulfill the instructions of his ancestors and do what he knows that he cannot do, and he even respects it. However, being able to understand does not mean agreeing. He will definitely think of ways to seek protection from the court and protect the life of the next family first.
"Mr. Qinglian, please go upstairs and sit down."
Just as he was thinking this way, the old woman suddenly greeted him very politely.
"It's my fault."
Li Bai nodded.
"I saw that many people in Bailian Villa were taking carriages down the mountain. Why didn't the old man go together?"
He asked as he went upstairs.
"I live on this mountain, and the old and weak are left here, and they can't stand the tossing."
The old woman sighed.
"Sir, stay upstairs. If the demon is killed here, don't go downstairs."
After leading Li Bai upstairs, he exchanged another greeting, and the old woman went downstairs with the help of her maid.
When the old woman went downstairs, Li Bai quickly opened the window.
In the thick and ink-like night and the wind and rain, he only saw the vast wildfires in the heavy rain, which were "climbing" quickly in the direction of the way to the sky. In addition to the way to the sky, the traces of the wildfires can be seen on the hillside or on the ridge of Doushan Mountain. They both seem to be looking for people and exploring the way.
"No, I'm not like me when I'm waiting for death here."
Li Bai thought about it and then climbed over the roof of the small building through the window.
After turning over the roof, he immediately used the [Cloud Invisibility Technique].
His [Yunyin Art] is simply tailor-made for this kind of windy and rainy environment.
Then he jumped from one roof to another, and finally came directly to the roof of Dongyue Hall.
This is the only place to pass to Luban Temple. If Xu Shen comes to get the sword, he will definitely pass here.
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Dou Yu, Shandong Yuefeng.
Although it was already night, the heavy rain showed no sign of stopping.
At the White-Skin Pine Wind Pavilion below Yunyan Temple, two little monkeys driven out of the cave were lying on the pavilion railings and dozing. Except Yunyan Temple, this is the entire mountain and the only place where you can shelter from the rain.
"boom!"
"grumble!"
A sudden thunder woke the two little monkeys from their sleepiness. They were so scared that they hugged them tightly and shivered.
It was not until the thunder dissipated for a long time that they let go of each other with lingering fear.
But at this moment, four jackals rushed out of the heavy rain and rushed into the White Pine Wind Pavilion.
The two little monkeys were so scared that they immediately climbed above the pavilion pillar.
The jackals first shook the rain on their bodies, and then began to bark at the two little monkeys with grin, as if they wanted to drive the two little monkeys out of the pavilion.
The two little monkeys, who were frightened to death, looked at the jackal and the forest outside the pavilion washed by heavy rain, as if they were making a choice.
Just as the two little monkeys were about to resist their fear of jackals and were about to jump outside the pavilion, a white flame that looked like a giant fireflies attracted their sight.
The four jackals also quickly noticed the flame, as if they were the instinct of wild beasts to survive. All four jackals retreated to the other side of the White Skin Songfeng Pavilion and began to bark at the flame.
But soon, the floating white flame dissipated like a wisp of blue smoke.
Several jackals in the White Skin Songfeng Pavilion shook their tails as if they were relieved, rubbed their heads against each other, and then barked at the two little monkeys again.
“Noisy.”
A hoarse and cold voice came into the pavilion through the rain curtain outside the pavilion.
At the same time, with the sound of "clanging" of the sword drawn out of the sheath, the rain curtains around the White Skin Songfeng Pavilion were suddenly cut open, and the entire White Skin Songfeng Pavilion collapsed suddenly.
"Hmph...humph...humph...humph,humph,humph...humph,humph,humph,humph...humph..."
Yu Muzhong, a vague tall figure, carrying a long sword, hummed the tune of "Liangzhou Ci" with his hoarse and thick voice, let the rain wash over him, and walked towards the mountain.
But almost at the same time, several arrows shot towards him through the rain curtain.
He just shook his body and avoided the arrows. Then he arched slightly on the stone steps and kicked hard, jumped up, disappeared from the spot. When he appeared again, he was already on more than a hundred steps, and there were several corpses with broken necks lying beside his feet.
"Hmph...humph...humph,humph,humph..."
But he still hummed Liangzhou lyrics as if nothing had happened, and walked towards Yunyanguan in the direction of the heavy rain that had washed down. The only difference was that the sword in his hand had never returned to the sheath since then.
Black shadows rushed out of the rain and fell down.
When he stood at the door of Yunyan Temple, a large body had fallen behind him.
"Bang, bang bang."
He knocked on the door to Yunyan Temple.
No one responded.
"Bang, bang bang."
Deduct it again.
No one responded.
He took a step back.
Waving the sword.
The thick red painted gate of Yunyanguan shattered with a bang.
While shattering, more than a dozen figures rushed out of the gate, and stabbed the man with a cold sword.
But soon, these dozen figures fell into the heavy rain amid the man's "humph".
Chapter completed!