Chapter 261: Big Waterspout, the Fox Using the Tiger's Power to Bully People
Imperial Court.
In the Narcissus Hall, the heroic Haitang, with her high ponytail and teardrop moles at the corners of her eyes, moved a chair and sat under the eaves.
Listening to the raindrops flowing down the tiles above my head, hitting the blue brick steps with a tinkling sound.
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 the target she focuses on and may cause trouble in the capital in the near future.
"Wu Xiankui's direct disciple... coming here at this time would be fine if it was just for a Buddhist battle, but the problem is... is this guy really that 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 Wu Xiankui 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 small number of "personal disciples" have received personal instruction from Wu Xiankui.
Chai Keqiao is 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 house.
He could have lived a life of luxury, but when he was young, he was influenced by a disciple of Qingshan 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 without even seeing him.
The young Chai Keqiao had the temperament of a stubborn stone.
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 attention to him. Those who 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 young master with a dull mind 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, the "celestial being" 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 moved 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 green mountain.
Wearing a linen shirt, straw sandals, and carrying an axe, he defeated countless warriors at the foot of the mountain.
…
“Pah.”
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 from Narcissus Hall, a few days ago, Chai Keqiao entered the city alone, a little later than the princess did.
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 went 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 unsurprisingly, 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 be on high alert and guard the capital to ensure there's no chaos during this period, but how are we supposed to 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 someone who's never home, so I can't rely on him at all."
However, at this moment, outside the main gate of the Governor's Hall.
Suddenly, a clerk rushed in and his eyes lit up when he saw her:
"Maritime Police, you're here just in time. There's a strange guy outside the yamen, saying he 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 at his waist. He called himself Chai Keqiao."
Haitang's eye sockets suddenly widened.
…
…
On the long street.
The autumn rain is continuous and fine.
It rained down from the sky, like thousands of needles, falling to the earth.
“Bang!”
The sound of the blue and white teacup breaking and exploding had not yet faded away in Zhao Duan's ears.
The water drop that Eunuch Hai flicked out of the teahouse with his fingers merged into the autumn rain.
Buzz——
There was no sound, but for no reason, a ringing sound seemed to echo in Zhao Duan's mind.
His mind was swaying, his ears seemed to be blocked by 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 light green water still stained with 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.
One drop.
Five drops.
Ten drops.
Hundred drops.
Thousands and tens of thousands.
Tens of millions.
boom……
Zhao Duan suddenly felt that time in front of him 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.
"ah!"
Someone exclaimed 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 violently, and her sharp voice pierced 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 scare away the few remaining imperial guards with the wind from his palms, had his back to the water sword. The moment the water droplets flew out of the teahouse, he 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 with his left hand, formed a palm with his right hand, 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 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 is now a master in the royal palace, spat out a mouthful of blood.
The whole person fell backward like a kite with a broken string.
Amid people's exclamations, half of the roof of the teahouse opposite was knocked down.
Crash!
Broken tiles fell.
The water sword also collapsed into rolling cold water, pouring onto the ground.
The knife-wielding man was drenched in cold, and the red flames on the blade were extinguished, leaving only a 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 to be still in shock.
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 incompetent warriors had fought to the death here and were taken away by the county officials. The two remaining warriors covered their wounds and stared blankly at the cold water swirling on the ground, forgetting the pain in their bodies.
around.
Those armored imperial 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 inhaled softly, triggering a chain reaction. They looked towards Zhao Duan, their eyes filled with deep awe and...
Fortunately!
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 but as warm as a spring breeze to his own people, really let them fight to the death while he stood by and watched?
In the teahouse opposite, in the room with half a window open.
Xu Junling had already stood up, his eyes widened on his sweet and elegant face.
There was astonishment and shock in his eyes, as well as deep worry and anxiety.
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 from the Huai River Road, a heroine who came to the capital on behalf of King Huai'an, could hardly contain her anxiety as the situation was out of control.
"Princess..."
Beside her, the maid Lu Shui was also extremely anxious, "What should we do?"
…
On the second floor of the teahouse.
Zhao Duan turned around blankly and looked at Eunuch Hai in surprise and doubt.
The latter looked relaxed and complacent, without even lifting his butt, and a hoarse voice came from outside the building:
"The Lu family's martial arts tradition is not easy to inherit, and it shouldn't be destroyed by this. I will impose a slight punishment today. You must know that the capital is under the feet of the emperor, and no one will be allowed to be 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, whose injuries were not serious because Eunuch Hai held back, looked up in horror.
The whole person stood up from the rubble, his eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.
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 borrowed the tiger's might and laughed loudly:
"Ask me anything and I'll cut your tongue."
(End of this chapter)
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