Chapter 295: Sword Escape Technique
"Wait!"
A voice suddenly stopped Old Zhang who was about to pull his donkey cart into the city.
Everyone turned their heads to look, and soon a soldier recognized the person who was speaking, and asked with a loud laugh:
"Brother Bai, what's wrong?"
“.”
He was wearing standard black armor, with a long steel sword on his waist, and his eyes were so deep that it seemed that one would get lost in them if one looked at them a few more times.
The person who came was the ninth son of heaven, Bai Youheng.
"Brother Li, it's okay. Leave these two to me."
"Um?"
The soldier was stunned: "Why? Brother Bai, do you recognize these two people?"
"No."
Bai Youheng shook his head and did not intend to explain further. He just walked to Old Zhang and said, "Old man, please follow me into the city."
"this."
Glancing at Bai Youheng, Old Zhang smiled flatteringly: "I won't bother you, General."
"No trouble."
Without saying anything, Bai Youheng grabbed the reins of the donkey cart and walked towards the city without looking back.
Seeing this, Old Zhang had to quicken his pace to catch up. He stammered and wanted to speak, but in the end he held it all back in his stomach.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk.”
Several soldiers behind them watched the three people leave with puzzled expressions. Someone sighed and said, "Brother Bai, was he working as a night watchman before? His behavior is really strange. It's better to have less contact with him in the future."
"No, not all night watchmen are like this. I have a younger brother who is also a night watchman. He has no bad habits except visiting brothels. He is also very smart."
"Well, I was generalizing. By the way, I heard that Fengyuan has not been peaceful recently? Nearly a thousand people have died violently in one month?"
"It is true. The night watchmen are trying their best to investigate it, but they have not been able to find the real culprit."
"Alas, there is no peace anywhere in this world!"
“Who says it’s not?”
“.”
In Yuanzhou City, in a deserted alley.
"Military Lord."
Seeing Bai Youheng suddenly stop, Old Zhang smiled and said, "I am just an ordinary person, I don't know you."
"Old man, you don't have to worry too much."
Bai Youheng shook his head: "It's just a routine check of your luggage."
"Luggage? But the soldiers at the city gate have already checked it."
Old Zhang shook out a small piece of silver from his sleeve and stuffed it into Bai Youheng's hand with a painful look on his face.
However, the latter did not answer at all. She just turned back to look at Agou sitting on the donkey cart and ordered with a smile: "Little girl, get off the cart first."
"grandfather."
Agou looked weakly at Old Zhang, who narrowed his eyes and then returned to his timid look.
"What are you standing there for? Come down now!"
"oh"
Agou jumped down from the donkey cart reluctantly, and Bai Youheng walked forward and looked carefully at the packages of all sizes on the donkey cart.
There were a lot of tattered clothes, worn-out quilts and mattresses, but none of them were valuable.
Seeing that Bai Youheng had already searched through almost all the items, Old Zhang stepped forward and said with a smile: "General, I am really just an ordinary citizen who wants to take my granddaughter to Dafeng to escape."
"Um."
Bai Youheng nodded, but his brows were slightly furrowed, and he was obviously confused about something.
Old Zhang felt something was wrong when he saw this. Just as he was about to speak, he discovered that Bai Youheng's gaze suddenly stopped at the seat where Ah Chun had just sat.
broken!
He cursed inwardly, trying to play it safe and divert Bai Youheng's attention.
But the latter moved faster. He had already reached out and pressed on a board, then pulled it hard in the direction of the gap in the board.
“Crash!”
The entire wooden board fell off, revealing the layer underneath and the long sword hidden in the layer.
“.”
He glanced at Old Zhang, took the long sword wrapped in layers of rags in his hand, and then drew the sword out of the sheath with a "clang".
The cold light of the long sword flashed, and a kind of misty and invisible murderous intent quickly spread around.
"Old man."
Licking his lips lightly, Bai Youheng raised his sword and looked at Old Zhang again with a half-smile: "Why do you carry such a sharp blade when you go out?"
"Soldier, sir."
Old Zhang's palms were covered with beads of sweat: "The world is in turmoil, use this to protect yourself."
"Self-defense?"
Bai Youheng glanced at the compartment on the donkey cart and said, "If you leave the sword in a place like this, if you really encounter bandits, I'm afraid you won't have time to take it out."
“This.”
Old Zhang swallowed his saliva and answered with increasing difficulty: "No, I don't ask for it to be useful, just to give me courage."
"Oh, I see."
Bai Youheng quickly sheathed his sword and took off the sword from his waist and placed it on the donkey cart.
"Old man, since you said you just wanted to give me courage, how about I exchange this fine steel sword for this sword?"
"This is a military knife. If I really encounter bandits, it will be more intimidating."
"What do you think?"
"Ah? This..."
When Old Zhang heard this, he was stunned and quickly made up another story: "Sir, this sword is my family heirloom. It really can't be exchanged!"
"Can't change it?"
Bai Youheng didn't hesitate at all, and took a step closer with a gloomy face.
"Then there's no need to change!"
“Swish!”
“Swoosh, swoosh!!”
The dazzling light instantly covered the entire alley and lasted for five or six breaths before gradually fading away.
Bai Youheng opened his eyes with difficulty in the midst of flying dust, but there was no sign of Old Zhang and Agou in front of him.
Apart from the pile of tattered luggage and a dirty old donkey, I was the only one left in the alley.
As for the precious sword, the scabbard was still tightly held in his hand, but the long sword with infinite murderous intent was gone.
"Bang!"
The mixed wood scabbard suddenly exploded in mid-air, turning into countless pieces.
Bai Youheng narrowed his eyes grimly, and did not run out of the alley to look for anyone. Instead, he carefully looked through the luggage on the donkey cart one by one again, trying to find some useful clues.
Not long after, he suddenly stopped what he was doing and slowly took out a black token from a torn jacket.
The token was completely black, made of obsidian, and engraved with two sharp characters:
Hanging mirror.
"Oh! Grandpa! I forgot to take the token that my senior brother left for me!"
In a bridge tunnel half a mile away from the alley, Agou slapped his forehead with an expression of great annoyance.
"What? Your senior brother left you a token?!"
Old Zhang was stunned when he heard this: "Why don't I know?"
"My brother didn't let me tell you."
Ah Gou frowned and answered truthfully: "He said that after you die, I can take this token to the Xuanjing Division and ask the people there to send me to Shuzhou."
“.”
From surprise to anger, Old Zhang was so angry that he couldn't speak, and even the sword in his hand shook.
After a while, he gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, carrying Ah Gou on his back and continued to run away, cursing:
"Hmph! Good! Very good!"
"Wait till we get to Fengyuan, and see how I, the master, will teach this evildoer a lesson!"
"Grandpa, aren't we going to look for the token?"
"No!"
"Oh, by the way, Grandpa, what did you do just now? Why did we rush here so quickly?"
“Hehe, this is a great magical power!”
"Brother, do you know this magical power?"
"Won't."
"Can Grandpa teach me then?"
"You haven't entered the realm yet, so you can't learn it."
"Oh, what's the name of this magical power?"
"Escape Technique."
(End of this chapter)
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