Chapter 11 Men in Black

Under the cover of the night, the man dressed in black sneaked into the forest.

Looking at his attire and vulgar appearance, Qi Yue subconsciously felt that this person was not from Changlin Villa.

"Shen Jinyu!" Qi Yue quickly asked Shen Jinyu to turn around and look. Shen Jinyu frowned when he saw the man's disappearing back, "That is the direction of Changchun Hall, the master's yard."

"That man is timid and timid. He doesn't look like a good person. People from the imperial court are now living in Zhuangzi. Will there be any uneasy and well-intentioned people mixed in?" Qi Yue asked in a low voice.

Shen Jinyu grabbed the knife almost subconsciously, "Let's go, follow us and take a look,"

"So hasty?" Qi Yue watched Shen Jinyu's long legs take a step forward and followed him without asking any more questions, "Why are you so active?"

Shen Jinyu did not answer, but turned to Qi Yue and made a silent gesture. The two of them slowed down and followed behind, walking through a forest and crossing a wooden bridge. The stream under the bridge was especially loud at night. Eye-catching.

The man in black walked to Changchun Hall, looked around, opened the door and walked straight in. Immediately, the sound of chairs moving and the rustling of voices came from inside the room.

Shen Jinyu and Qi Yue hid under a kapok tree, a little far away from the house. In addition, the people in the house deliberately lowered their voices, so they could not understand a word they said.

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In the Changchun Hall, a man in black pulled up a chair and sat down with his legs spread wide. He took off the mask on his face, revealing a dark-skinned face, which was tanned by years of fighting in the battlefield. On his right cheek A ferocious scar crawled like a centipede.

"How do you think about it? If you agree to us, then you will be a lieutenant of the Breaking Heaven Army, with an official rank up to the second rank. Although you are not inferior to one person, you are still worthy of being superior to ten thousand people."

Duan Cang picked up the tea in the white porcelain cup in front of him, opened the lid, brushed the foam, and took a sip. This was the magnolia grown by Changlin Villa itself, and the fragrance was fragrant. He knew what this man had in mind, Chang Lin. Linshan Villa is a Jianghu sect that is growing day by day. The person in the palace is worried that it will be difficult to deal with these Jianghu sects once they become rebellious. In addition, there is chaos on the border, and the military camp is in urgent need of soldiers. If they can be included in the imperial court, what else will happen? It is naturally easier to deal with those small sects.

Duan Cang could still tell the difference between whether it was better to enter the palace and be someone else's subject and be restricted everywhere, or whether it was more comfortable to be the leader in one's own territory.

He put the tea on the table and said with a slight smile, "Master Zhang, didn't we agree? You can come to Changlin to select disciples for the annual disciple test. There will be one hundred people every year. If there are not enough, we will add more every year." Twenty people, as for being a lieutenant, Duan has no intention of joining the court as an official."

The man in black in front of Duan Cang is Zhang Yin, the second-rank commander of the left and right wing forward battalions of the imperial court. He is a popular figure in front of the current emperor.

Zhang Yin snorted coldly, "Master Duan, don't forget how you got your position today. I seem to have seen that young man named Shen Jinyu at the training ground today. He has grown so big after not seeing each other for many years. If not I don’t know what will happen if I know the real cause of his parents’ death?”

Hearing this, Duan Cang's face suddenly turned cold, "Master Zhang, what do you mean by this? We only get what we need, so why is it now a threat?"

"We each get what we need now," Zhang Yin was still smiling, "I want to form the Skybreaking Army, and you have to keep your secrets."

Duan Cang looked at Zhang Yin's fearless look and felt a fire burning in his heart. His hands on the table were clenched into fists, but he did not dare to make any excessive expressions on his face.

Zhang Yin lowered his head, adjusted his mask and put it on again. Before leaving, he said, "Master Duan, don't be in a hurry. I'll give you time to think about it slowly."

The wooden door opened and closed, and Zhang Yin's figure turned and disappeared into the night. Duan Cang violently smashed the tea cup in his hand and sighed angrily, thinking to himself, Shen Jinyu is just a trash disaster star that everyone wants to beat up. If there is any movement from Zhang Yin, he will just get rid of that trash. Besides, Zhang Yin was also involved in what happened that year. The imperial officials were involved in the disputes between the rivers and lakes. If the people in the palace were involved in the dispute with jealousy, I don't think he would be proud. .

Thinking of this, Duan Cang breathed a sigh of relief. He stood up and walked into the inner room of the study. He touched a mechanism from the bookshelf and pressed it. The book at the bottom of the bookshelf slowly moved out. Duan Cang squatted down. , took the book away, revealing a wooden box under the cover of the book. This wooden box was controlled by an agency and was embedded in the wall. There were bookshelves and books on the outside as a cover. All the evidence of the incident in front of him was hidden inside. It turned out that these evidences It should have been destroyed long ago, but he had anticipated today's situation, so he kept hiding it.

He opened the box and found several letters inside, as well as a village owner's seal with the three characters Shen Yuntao engraved on it.

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After Zhang Yin left Changchun Hall, Shen Jinyu and Qi Yue followed him and watched him enter the courtyard reserved for people from the imperial court.

Qi Yue: "People from the imperial court, why are you so sneaky?"

Shen Jinyu stared closely at the direction where Zhang Yin disappeared, frowning, but did not answer.

"Shen Jinyu? Shen Jinyu?" Qi Yue didn't get an answer and turned to call him. Shen Jinyu looked down at Qi Yue and shook her head, "Let's go."

The night was deep, and the bell for the night break at Changlin Villa rang. The two of them walked back side by side. When they were about to say goodbye, Shen Jinyu suddenly said, "Qi Yue, tomorrow you will practice your sword by yourself."

"Huh? What's wrong? Aren't you coming?" Qi Yue asked in confusion.

Shen Jinyu: "Tomorrow is my parents' memorial day. I will go to worship them tomorrow."

"Oh, okay, you go ahead," after saying that, Qi Yue watched Shen Jinyu leave.

Shen Jinyu's back is always filled with a feeling of loneliness and loneliness.

I didn’t see Shen Jinyu all day the next day. I heard gossip from other disciples that on every memorial day of the owner of Changlin Villa, the current owner and the other three sect leaders would go to worship. Qi Yue also wanted to visit. , but after all, her identity is here, and on such a special day, she should not cause trouble for herself.

Shen Jinyu knelt in front of the ancestral hall. Two spiritual tablets with the names of Shen Yuntao and Xiao Lan were engraved on the altar, accepting worship from the audience.

Duan Cang was the last one to put up the incense. He twisted three incense sticks, lit them in front of the candle, made three bows, and then put the incense sticks in the stove. He sighed sadly, "Brother, sister-in-law, time is like water. Ah, in the blink of an eye, you have all been dead for seventeen years. Jin Yu is also seventeen years old. Now he is a handsome and outstanding man. I, Duan Cang, have finally lived up to the trust of my eldest brother and sister-in-law and raised Jin Yu up. Already."

Shen Jinyu knelt down, listening to Duan Cang's "heartfelt" sigh, with a very indifferent expression on his face.
Chapter completed!