Chapter 79: Stealing the knife to help

Su Qinjun issued an order, collect all the sword shops in Suizhou, Duanzhou and Yazhou, and all the swords that can be used in the blacksmith shop were transported to the military camp overnight. All the swordsmen in the blacksmith shop in the city were ordered to speed up the forging of the swords. At this moment, Yin Baiyi did not dare to ask about the swords anymore. First, they could not buy them, and second, the swords they sent made Zhenbei Hou Mansion alert. If they asked about the swords at this moment, they would probably be targeted.

He walked around the city and had nowhere to buy a knife, so he went back to the hut.

Zhao Zhao: "Now I can't buy this knife, and I can't pick it up, so what should I do now?"

"The swords in the three cities of Shuobei were bought by Zhenbeihou, but I probably were far from enough." Yin Baiyi looked at Qi Yue and asked, "Do you have any solutions?"

Qi Yue sighed with a sad face, "Now, it may be impossible to collect the knife openly. Oh, is there any small sects in Shuobei, or are there any robbers and bandits on the mountain? They should still have some knives in their hands, so we can steal it."

Zhao Zhao: "I only heard that there is a Huixue Dao Sect in Shuobei, which is a small sect. There should be a knife inside. As for the robbers, the snow on the mountain in Shuobei has been covered with snow all year round, and the robbers have frozen to death."

"Rejoice Snow Dao," Qi Yue seemed to have heard the name of this sect somewhere. "I remembered that when I was still here, I saw the introduction of this sect in a book. This sect is not big, so it shouldn't be difficult to sneak in and steal the knife."

"Where is Huixue Dao Sect?" Yin Baiyi asked.

Qi Yue: "At the foot of a mountain called Huixue Mountain in the suburbs of the north of the city, Huixue Daomen is named after this mountain."

"So," Qi Yue made a decision, "Tomorrow night, we will go back to the Snow Dao Sect to steal the knife. How much can we steal? Is it OK?"

"Misangyan only takes two hours, we must come out within two hours."

The three of them were covered with knives, like three hedgehogs, timidly carrying three big bags and running away.

"Who the fuck stole our knife!"

Yin Baiyi: “…”

"Yeah!" Qi Yue nodded.

"Swish swish" sound, the sleeve sword was nailed into the darkness, and the disciples quickly drew their swords to warn him when they heard the sound.

They ran away on the carriage, and then returned to the Snow Knife Gate and burst into anger.

Zhao Zhao quietly touched the two disciples, knocked them out and leaned against the door. Qi Yue and Yin Baiyi followed closely behind. After the three of them entered the house, they quickly closed the door.

The night was already deep, and there were only more than a dozen disciples of the sect guarding the door. The night in Shuobei was very cold, and the disciples were all very cold.

Back at the abandoned house, the three of them didn't even take a sip of water and immediately started loading the knife onto the cart. This time, they stole five hundred knives. Qi Yue looked at the three large chariots with satisfaction and clapped his hands, "Mom, I'm so tired. Take a rest, have a glass of water and breathe, let's send the knife."

"Wait a minute," she put down the big bag on her shoulders and ran over to steal the disciples' swords. If the bags couldn't be filled, she inserted the swords on her belt, and Yin Baiyi and Zhao Zhao didn't let go.

Yin Baiyi nodded, "Okay."

The warehouse where the knife was placed was usually built in the back hall. They didn't often go around and head straight to the back hall. As expected, behind a schoolyard in the back hall, there was a one-story courtyard with only two disciples guarding the door.

"Who?"

Qi Yue, who was sitting in the carriage, sneezing and his ears turned red, "Who is scolding me behind the scenes?"

It was almost time to grasp the pest, and their knives were almost ready. The knives were neatly scribbled, tied up with ropes, and wrapped them with the outermost black cloth. The three each carried a bag of knives and began to retreat.

Qi Yue took out a fire broker from his arms and blew it on. With the faint fire light emitted by the fire broker, they could see the layout of the room a little clearly.

Qi Yue: "…I am sick."

Zhao Zhao raised his eyebrows confidently, "Isn't stealing something my strength? Then I'll let you see my skills!"

The disciples were floating on their feet, and after walking a few steps, they began to stand unsteadily, and then covered their heads and fell to the ground one after another.

Qi Yue nodded to Zhao Zhao and Yin Baiyi and signaled them to start action.

The three of them each took out a big black cloth and spread it out, and began to steal the knife.

Huixue Dao Gate is built beside the mountain. Walking up the mountain for another section of the mountain road, you will reach the gate of Huixue Dao Gate.

Huixue Knife Gate has basically rested, and it is pitch black everywhere, only the lanterns at the eaves emit a faint light.

There was nothing to say along the way, and they didn't dare to stop for a moment. They walked down the mountain carefully along the way when they went. When they reached the door, the disciples were still unconscious. Qi Yue glanced at the sword beside them and suddenly stopped.

There was no answer in the quiet night, and a strange smell suddenly floated out of the air. They wrinkled their noses and took a few breaths. Suddenly, they felt that their heads were heavy, their limbs were sore and weak, and the things in front of them began to circle.

They were indeed not wrong. This room was the warehouse where the sword was placed in the snow knife door. The whole warehouse was full of shelves, and the shelves were full of swords.

"I have never stole such a worthless and tiring thing in so many years," Zhao Zhao took a sip of water. "My shoulders were covered with blood from the knife I carried."

The disciple at the door was knocked down, and Zhao Zhao ran out to peel off the outer shirts of three of them and took them back to put them on Qi Yue and Yin Baiyi.

Qi Yue took some knife on each shelf, so that he would not be discovered soon. The three of them dared not say a word and just grabbed the knife and put it in the black brie.

They took out the pre-prepared Miyu, put it on Zhao Zhao's sleeve sword, and shot several arrows at the door.

They didn't talk much and acted immediately. In order not to attract attention, the three of them walked in the dark. After walking through a long mountain stairs, they arrived at the main hall of Huixue Daomen. The hall was pitch black and there was no one anymore.

When the two days went dark, Qi Yue and the other two took out the door. Shuobei was full of portraits of Qi Yue. She was still wearing the silver mask and wearing black clothes.

In order not to attract attention, the three of them walked along the deserted mountain road back to the snow-capped mountain. After walking for several hours, they arrived at the foot of the snow-capped mountain.

As soon as they went down the foot of the mountain, they took out the carriage prepared in advance and hid all the knives in the carriage, and drove back.

"Who isn't it?" Qi Yue imagined how he was carrying such a big black bag just now, and couldn't help but start to embarrassment. "Isn't it ugly and cowardly when I carry such a big black bag?"

"No one can take it, but it won't look good," Zhao Zhao said honestly.

Yin Baiyi gasped, "This time we have to change places to put the knife. The number of patrol personnel outside the Marquis' Mansion has increased a lot. We have to be careful and not be discovered."

Qi Yue nodded, "I understand."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!