Chapter 261: Big Waterspout, the Fox Using the Tiger's Power to Bully
Chapter 261: Big Waterspout, the Fox Using the Tiger's Power to Bully
Imperial yamen.
In Narcissus Hall, Haitang, with a high ponytail and teardrop moles at the corners of her eyes, moved a chair and sat under the eaves.
Listen to the raindrops flowing down the tiles above your head, clinking on the blue brick steps.
He was flipping through a document in his hand.
At the top of the document, the three words "Chai Keqiao" were clearly written.
In the morning, after the meeting, she mentioned this name to Zhao Duan.
He is also a target that she focuses on and may cause trouble in the capital in the near future.
"Wu Xiankui's direct disciple... If he came here at this time just for the sake of fighting Buddhism and Taoism, it would be fine, but the problem is... will this guy really be so honest?"
Haitang whispered softly, with anxiety hidden between her brows.
Chai Keqiao, a martial artist from the Qingshan lineage of the East China Sea, is suspected to be at the peak of the Divine Chapter realm.
He is one of the direct disciples of Wu Xiankui, one of the four "celestial beings" in the world today.
Legend has it that Wuxiankui has three thousand disciples who roam the world.
But since it is an imaginary number, it only refers to the outer disciples who accept disciples on behalf of the master.
Only a handful of "personal disciples" have ever received personal instruction from Wu Xiankui.
Chai Keqiao was one of Qingshan’s direct disciples.
His experience can be called legendary. It is said that he was originally from a local wealthy family "Chai" and was the young master born in the eldest son's family.
He could have lived a life of luxury, but when he was young, he was influenced by a disciple of Aoyama who worked as a teacher in the Shiba family and decided to pursue martial arts.
Abandon your identity and run away from home.
He went straight to Qingcheng to become Wuxiankui's disciple, but was rejected before he even saw Wuxiankui.
The young Chai Keqiao had a rather stubborn temperament.
Even after being turned away, he refused to leave.
He actually built a wooden house at the foot of the Qingshan Mountain where Qingcheng was located and made a living by chopping wood all day long.
He became a real woodcutter, saying that he wanted to show his perseverance.
During this period, people from the Chai family came and tried every means to invite the young master to go home, but they were all rejected.
Gradually, even the head of the family gave up on his son.
Chai Keqiao wandered in the mountains for several years, and no one paid any attention to him. Even those who had initially laughed at him gradually began to admire him.
But seeing that he was past the best age for martial arts training, everyone thought that this stupid young master would become one of the countless failures who had gone to Qingcheng to become a disciple over the past thousand years.
However, one day.
Chai Keqiao, who was cutting wood in the mountains, accidentally met the contemporary Qingcheng City Lord, "Heavenly Man" Wu Xiankui, who was incarnated as a hunter and was traveling outside.
A woodcutter and a hunter.
The two chatted occasionally and gradually became familiar with each other.
Wu Xiankui was touched by the boy's perseverance and began to teach him martial arts in the form of an incarnation.
There is no time in the mountains.
In the blink of an eye, several years passed.
Chai Keqiao finally walked down the mountain.
Wearing a linen shirt, straw sandals and carrying an axe, he defeated countless warriors at the foot of the mountain.
……
"Snapped."
Haitang closed the information book in her hand and muttered to herself:
"He comes with bad intentions, he comes with bad intentions."
According to the informant at Narcissus Hall, a few days ago, Chai Keqiao entered the city alone, a little later than the princess.
At first, I just spent the whole day leisurely enjoying the scenery of the capital.
After that, he began to look for some martial arts schools in the capital and go to them to ask for advice.
In the capital city, Shenlong Temple and Tianshi Mansion are holy places for sorcerers.
And in the streets and alleys, there are also countless martial arts schools, as well as gun and stick teachers who teach the children of powerful people.
There were also some masters among them, but as expected, they were all defeated by Chai Keqiao.
It was only because they acted low-key and neither side deliberately publicized it that it did not cause much waves or attention.
"The governor wants us to guard against all odds and ensure that there is no chaos in the capital during this period, but how do we keep an eye on this kind of person?"
Haitang sighed and looked worried.
She got up and went to the Governor's Hall to talk to Ma Yan about this matter.
However, after arriving at the Governor's Hall, they learned that the Governor was not there.
Haitang thought about it and decided to go talk to Zhang Han and several other detectives first to make preparations.
As for Zhao Duan...
"He's also not at home all day, so you can't rely on him at all."
However, at this moment, outside the main entrance of the Governor's Hall.
Suddenly a clerk rushed in and his eyes lit up when he saw her:
"Maritime Police, you are here just in time. There is a strange man outside the government office, who wants to seek advice."
"Weirdo?" Haitang's heart skipped a beat.
The clerk nodded and said, "The man was wearing a tattered straw raincoat, straw sandals, and an axe on his waist. He called himself Chai Keqiao."
Haitang's eye sockets suddenly widened.
……
……
long street.
The autumn rain is fine and continuous.
It fell from the sky, like thousands of needles, and fell to the earth.
"Snapped!"
The sound of the blue and white teacup breaking and exploding had not yet faded away in Zhao Duan's ears.
The drop of water that Eunuch Hai flicked out of the teahouse with his fingers merged into the autumn rain.
There was no sound, but for no apparent reason, a ringing sound seemed to be echoing in Zhao Duan's mind.
His mind was swaying, and his ears seemed to be blocked with cotton, and countless tiny sounds were weakened countless times.
And in his pupils, the raindrops reflected in the sky seemed to suddenly stop falling and hover in the air.
It was as if time was suspended, but in reality, it was his senses that were distorted.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down countless times, and he could clearly see the subtle changes in the faces of every person on the street.
I saw the swaying and vibrating drop of water, still stained with light green tea, rolling into the sky and earth.
In an instant, countless raindrops seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and gathered towards that drop of water.
a drop.
Five drops.
Ten drops.
One hundred drops.
Thousands.
Tens of millions.
boom……
Zhao Duan suddenly felt that time before his eyes suddenly accelerated and returned to its normal flow rate.
Outside the window, the autumn rain on half of the street was drawn over, forming a huge water sword.
"what!"
Some people cried out in surprise, both because of the sudden appearance of the water sword and the sudden disappearance of rain above their heads.
Outside the crowd, the sword-wielding female warrior who was watching from the sidelines had her pupils trembling, and her sharp voice pierced through the dull long street:
"careful!"
The big man holding the long sword covered with fiery red flames was tense all over, and felt a strong fear in his heart.
I just felt a tightness in my chest, as if the energy in every part of my body was locked and I couldn't move!
The old man in plain robe, who was waving his sleeves to blast away the few remaining imperial guards in front of him with palm wind, had his back to the water sword. The moment the water droplets flew out of the teahouse, he already felt the huge danger.
Without time to think, Lu Qingfeng instinctively took a deep breath, gathered all his energy and circulated it throughout his body, instantly mobilizing all his cultivation.
The robe on his body instantly swelled up like a ball, and his body turned in a circle with the square-toed cloth boots on his feet as the center.
He lifted up the wide sleeve of his robe in his right hand with his left hand, clenched his right hand into a palm, and pressed towards the approaching huge water sword.
Two streams of green air from the cuffs swirled along the fluttering robe and were all poured out into the palm wind.
"boom--"
A rumble of thunder exploded in the dark sky.
Then, Lu Qingfeng, who was once famous in the martial arts world and now a master in the royal palace, spat out a mouthful of blood.
The whole person fell forward like a kite with a broken string.
Amid people's exclamations, half of the roof of the teahouse opposite was knocked down.
Wow!
Broken tiles fell.
And the water sword collapsed into rolling cold water, pouring onto the ground.
The knife-wielding man was drenched in cold air, and the red flame on the blade was extinguished with a hissing sound, leaving only the diffuse white mist.
quiet!
The long street suddenly fell into great silence.
Even though the drizzle in the sky began to fall again, splashing on everyone's faces, they seemed as if they had not come to their senses.
On the outskirts of the crowd, the swordswoman stood there in a daze, trembling all over, as if she was the one facing the sword.
Not long ago, two clumsy warriors had fought to the death here and were taken away by the county officials. The two who had not yet left covered their wounds and stared blankly at the cold water swirling on the ground, forgetting the pain in their bodies.
around.
Those armored guards who were forced back and knocked down by Lu Qingfeng but whose injuries were not serious were helped to get up one by one.
Someone took a deep breath and triggered a chain reaction. They looked towards Zhao Duan, their eyes filled with deep awe and...
Rejoice!
Fortunately, they firmly followed Lord Zhao's orders and carried them out without compromise, otherwise... the consequences would be unimaginable.
Yes, how could General Zhao, who was as cruel as a cold winter to his enemies and as warm as a spring breeze to his own people, really let them fight to the death and just stand by and watch?
In the teahouse opposite, in the room with half the window opened.
Xu Junling had already stood up, his eyes widened on his sweet and elegant face.
There was astonishment, shock, as well as deep worry and anxiety in his eyes.
This was completely different from the many possibilities she had imagined.
Didn’t Master Lu say… that no one on this long street could be his enemy?
What is the identity of the ordinary old man next to Zhao Duan?
This well-known talented woman of the Huai River, a heroine who came to the capital on behalf of Prince Huai'an, could hardly suppress her anxiety as the situation was out of control.
"The county master..."
Beside her, the maid Lu Shui was also very anxious, "What should I do?"
……
The second floor of the teahouse.
Zhao Duan turned back blankly and looked at Eunuch Hai in surprise and doubt.
The latter looked relaxed and complacent, without even lifting his buttocks, and his hoarse voice came from outside the building:
"The martial arts tradition of the Lu family is not easy to inherit, and it should not be ruined by this. I will give you a slight punishment today. You must know that the capital is under the feet of the emperor, and you cannot tolerate anyone being presumptuous."
Damn... Lao Hai, you are still good at pretending...
Zhao Duan was amazed and said he had learned something.
Outside the building.
Although he spat out a mouthful of blood, Lu Qingfeng looked up in horror because his injuries were not serious because Eunuch Hai held back.
The whole person stood up from the rubble, his eyes filled with doubt.
Immediately, as if he had thought of something, he clasped his fists respectfully:
"In the building, could it be..."
"Stop asking questions." Zhao Duan spoke softly, interrupting the other party.
Immediately, the fox took advantage of the tiger's might and laughed loudly:
"If you ask me any more questions, I'll cut your tongue."
(End of this chapter)