As night fell, the stars hung low in the sky, and the lights in the post station were lit, making everything bright. Hua Fushu had dinner and then went to Yu Xuanji's place. Somehow, Yu Xuanji invited her to play chess. Hua Fushu was impressed by this gentleman. A war was about to happen, yet he was so calm and composed, and he still had the mind to play chess. Since he invited her, even if she was not very good at chess, she agreed. After all, she had nothing to do.
Yu Xuanji said, "It doesn't matter if you don't know how to play. I'll teach you. There's a tough battle tonight, and we can't help, so we need to find something to kill time."
"Lord Yu, you have to give way to me." Hua Fushu made a request.
Yu Xuanji agreed immediately: "It's okay, I'll let you go, but don't cheat."
"I'm not cheating." Hua Fushu said.
The two began to play chess. Yu Xuanji taught Hua Fushu while they played. Fortunately, Hua Fushu was smart and understood it immediately. He quickly figured out the tricks. It seemed easy for him to teach, but as time went by, playing chess became more and more difficult.
Yu Xuanji had no choice but to take back the black piece she had already placed from the chessboard. "You said it was a wrong move again, and you said before that you wouldn't cheat."
Hua Fushu was quite thick-skinned and played the white piece again. "Master Yu, you said you would give me some leniency. You can't possibly bully someone like me who can't play chess."
"You've regretted your moves so many times," Yu Xuanji said. Hua Fushu said, "Sir, give me a little longer. I promise you won't regret your moves."
"Okay, I'll give you another chance." Yu Xuanji had no choice but to agree to her.
They were playing chess and chatting here, while the maidservants beside them did not forget to add tea, while over there they were engaged in close combat with swords flashing and knives flying.
Thirty or forty men in black descended from the sky, armed with weapons, besieged the house where Ye Zelin was, fought over the account books, and engaged in a confrontation with Ye Zelin and the others.
It wasn't just Ye Zelin who was being targeted, Yu Xuanji was also being targeted. Hua Fushu heard footsteps outside the house, and when he turned around, he saw a man in black walking in. He held a long sword in his hand, and the blade gleamed white in the candlelight. His face was covered with a black scarf, so his features could not be seen clearly, but there was a terrifying murderous intent in his eyes.
Hua Fushu roughly guessed the purpose of this person's visit. It must be related to the person behind Cheng Wenbo's case. She was not curious about who the person behind Cheng Wenbo's case was, but why Bai Yanlang was involved with them.
"Qiao'er, you and Lord Yu hide for a while." Hua Fushu shot a short arrow at Bai Xingjian.
Hearing this, Sanqiao pulled Yu Xuanji to the inner room. Yu Xuanji refused, so she pushed him in and told him: "Master Yu, you hide here first. I will go to help the girl." After saying that, she took the vase and walked out.
"Little girl..." Before Yu Xuanji could finish her words, the three clever people had already left. He looked around and saw a sword hanging on the wall, so he hurried over to draw the sword.
Bai Xingjian blocked the short arrow shot by Hua Fushu with a wave of his sword. Seeing this, Sanqiao hurriedly threw the vase at Bai Xingjian. The vase did not hit Bai Xingjian, but was kicked away by him and broke into pieces. Hua Fushu took the opportunity to shoot a short arrow, but Bai Xingjian turned around and dodged it.
"Girl, take the sword!"
Yu Xuanji threw the sword over, Hua Fushu caught it, and slashed at Bai Xingjian, who easily dodged it by moving sideways. Hua Fushu was fast, but Bai Xingjian was even faster, and his reaction and speed surprised Hua Fushu.
Bai Xingjian's mission was to kill Yu Xuanji, and judging by the way Hua Fushu struck him with her sword, she must have practiced martial arts. He had no intention of wasting time with this woman, so he took the initiative and attacked Hua Fushu. Her sword techniques were complex, yet her attack was powerful. Hua Fushu parried her attacks, but she couldn't gain the upper hand. Not only did she not injure Bai Xingjian, she couldn't even touch his clothes. Bai Xingjian's moves were incredibly varied, and she had to learn some sword techniques from her master and read numerous sword manuals to barely hold her own against him.
In reality, Bai Xingjian hadn't used his full strength. He thought he could easily defeat this woman, but he never expected Hua Fushu to be so skilled that she could block his attack. He had underestimated her. If Ye Zelin and Yu Chisu were considered masters, then this woman could barely be considered one.
He couldn't help but feel a little curious. This woman was clearly dressed like a lady, yet she possessed martial arts skills. However, he didn't want to continue to be curious. If he wanted to kill Yu Xuanji, he had to kill this woman first.
He used the "Suppressing Snow" move from the "Zhemei Sword Technique". "Suppressing Snow" is a seemingly ordinary move in the "Zhemei Sword Technique" but is actually the most lethal. He never thought that it was broken by this woman and she almost hurt him. The move that broke it turned out to be the "Buzhe" move that his adoptive father had always refused to teach him.
The move 'Buzhe' is the essence of the 'Zhemei Sword Technique'. Without learning this move, it cannot be considered a complete set of 'Zhemei Sword Technique'.
"It's actually 'Buzhe'?" Bai Xingjian was surprised.
Hua Fushu glanced at Bai Xingjian: "Snow weighs down the plum branches, but they would rather break than bend."
Rather break than bend, this is the secret of the "Buzhe" move. He once secretly watched his adoptive father use this move, but he could not use this secret no matter what. He used it 70% similar and 30% different. The "Buzhe" move used by this woman was very similar to the "Buzhe" used by his adoptive father, but there were some differences. He could not tell the difference, but he felt that the "Buzhe" used by this woman was more like the real "Buzhe".
Yu Xuanji suddenly felt a little confused. The conversation between these two people was so strange. Did they know each other?
Sanqiao had seen Miao Niang teach Hua Fushu the "Plum Blossom Sword Technique", so she could naturally tell that the move Bai Xingjian used was the "Snow Pressure" from the "Plum Blossom Sword Technique". Seeing Yu Xuanji's strange expression and Bai Xingjian's surprise, she was afraid that they would doubt the girl's identity, so she picked up the vase and threw it over.
Bai Xingjian reacted in time and easily avoided the vase. At the same time, Yu Xuanji also recovered.
When Hua Fushu was competing with Bai Xingjian, he knew that he might not be his opponent. Yu Xuanji didn't know martial arts, and Sanqiao was also a weak woman. If he continued to fight with him, it would sooner or later be disadvantageous to him. He said to Sanqiao, "Qiao'er, I will stop him, you go find someone."
As he spoke, Hua Fushu shot two short arrows to stop Bai Xingjian. Bai Xingjian had already planned to end the battle quickly and confronted Hua Fushu again. Sanqiao took the opportunity to look for someone.
Sanqiao left the house, only to see swords flashing and sabers everywhere, and bodies lying in all directions. She couldn't be afraid, she had to go find someone, otherwise her daughter would be in danger. Looking over, she saw Old Qiao knocking out a man in black with a stick. She hurried over and said, "Uncle Qiao, quickly find someone, Lord Yu and my daughter are in danger!"
When Old Qiao heard that Yu Xuanji was in danger, he didn't bother to ask any details and hurriedly asked someone to follow Sanqiao to Yu Xuanji.
When they arrived at Yu Xuanji's place, they saw Bai Xingjian holding Hua Fushu hostage. Yu Xuanji was extremely anxious and at a loss. Hua Fushu was held hostage by Bai Xingjian in order to save him. Sanqiao saw Hua Fushu being held hostage and hurriedly said, "Don't hurt my girl. We will give you whatever you want."
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