Chapter 12 Arrows from the Warring States Period
The breathing sound was very low and very long, as if a person deliberately slowed down his breathing for fear of being discovered.
But I have been practicing martial arts since I was young, which has resulted in my hearing being different from that of ordinary people. Although the breathing sound was very faint, I still caught it.
The moment I heard the breathing sound, I was struck by lightning and froze in place. Cold sweat flowed down my forehead like raindrops.
Widow Wang did not follow me into the house, so the breathing sound could not be hers, but if it was not her, then who could it be?
Could it be... that the idiot has not left yet?
I couldn't help swallowing my saliva, and then I withdrew my hand that was pulling the light rope, squatted down pretending to be calm, and picked up the clothes on the ground.
I deliberately slowed down my movements, picking up the clothes thrown on the ground while carefully tracking the direction of the sound.
It only took me a few seconds to determine that the sound came from behind me, and the owner of the breathing sound should be hiding behind the door.
With this thought, I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat again.
According to the hiding place of this thief, he should have just left when I entered the room. After finding me back, he hid by the door in a panic. When I opened the door, the door just blocked him.
If I was a few seconds faster, I'm afraid we would bump into each other.
Now that his position is determined, the rest is easy.
I have a lot of hard skills, let alone a thief, even if there are three or four of them, I am not afraid. .7
I took a deep breath, slowly tightened my legs, and turned around suddenly when I picked up a piece of clothing. I threw the clothes in my hand fiercely.
This time I used all my strength, and the clothes in my hand were tightened by the huge force like a whip. When it was pulled out, even the air made a sound.
I was confident that this was enough to knock him out, but what I never expected was that the shadow behind the door seemed to be prepared. The moment I turned around and threw out the clothes, he shrank directly behind the door.
I heard a "bang", but the clothes were hit hard on the door, and then the shadow behind the door pushed open the door in front of him, and the whole person rushed out like a leopard, and a fist went straight to my face.
I was startled, and without thinking too much, I dodged the oncoming punch by leaning to the side, and then I threw a left hook at the shadow's armpit.
The human armpit is the most vulnerable part, and after being hit by gravity, the pain is several times that of other parts. If I hit it with this hook, then even if the shadow is also a martial artist, he will definitely be dead.
But this shadow once again exceeded my expectations.
Facing my powerful punch, he did not retreat to avoid it, but chose to resist it.
When the fist hit his armpit, I clearly heard him groan, and his body also delayed for a moment, but he slowed down in just a moment, raised his hand and grabbed my arm, and hammered my chest with his other hand.
My breathing was stagnant due to the hammer, and I also uttered a muffled groan, but I did not retreat. Instead, I saw the right moment and sank my left shoulder violently, took a step forward, and pressed my whole body against the black-clothed man, and then pushed forward fiercely.
Level 8, Iron Mountain Lean!
Iron Mountain Lean is one of the most powerful moves in Bajiquan, known for its simplicity, strength, short and dangerous moves, hard ups and downs, hard opening and hard hitting, and extremely fierce style and strong combativeness. When
the Iron Mountain Lean is practiced to perfection, even a tree trunk as thick as a thigh cannot withstand it, and it is easy to break it directly.
Although I am still far from perfection, this collision is not something that a mortal body can withstand.
I heard a "wow" sound, and the black shadow spat out a mouthful of blood after being hit by me. The whole person flew backwards and hit the wall with a "bang".
After falling to the ground, he struggled for several times but couldn't get up. I didn't rush to him, but rubbed my chest with a grin.
"Damn it, he was so cruel. If I wasn't strong enough to withstand blows, I would have been lying down for ten days or half a month."
I cursed inwardly, and then spit out the blood in my mouth with a "Puh", took a deep breath, and prepared to turn on the light.
I want to see who dares to come to my house to steal things.
However, just as I was about to pull the light cord, I heard a "whoosh" sound breaking through the air. I subconsciously turned my head to the side. At that moment, I only felt a strong wind almost brushing my face. Then, I heard a "puff" sound, and I didn't know what hit the wall.
The black shadow also turned over after throwing out the hidden weapon, rushed out of the house in a flash, staggered out of the wall, and then quickly disappeared into the night.
I climbed up the wall and frowned as I looked in the direction where the black shadow disappeared.
To have such skills, it shows that he is not a simple little thief.
But if he is not a thief, then what is he doing in my house?
What is he looking for?
Just as I was staring in a daze at the direction where the man in black disappeared, the voice of Widow Wang suddenly rang out: "Qian Yu, who was that person just now?"
I shook my head and said, "A thief, no problem."
"A thief?" Widow Wang was stunned when she heard it: "Who would come to your house to steal things?"
After she finished speaking, she obviously realized that what she said was inappropriate. She smiled and said, "Your master has a very good reputation in the surrounding villages. He has never refused to help anyone who needs help. Anyone who comes to your house to steal things is absolutely a conscienceless person."
I nodded and said "hmm", then walked into the house again, and Widow Wang followed closely behind me.
After turning on the lights, Widow Wang looked at the messy house in shock and said, "What a thief, Qianyu, nothing was lost, right?"
"Probably not." I smiled and said, "Except for my master's mobile phone, there is nothing valuable in my house. My master's mobile phone is with me. It's okay, don't worry." Unexpectedly,
Widow Wang was stunned when she heard it, and said, "You just said...your master's mobile phone is with you?"
"Yeah." I nodded, and then asked, "What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing, I'll help you clean up the house." After Widow Wang finished speaking, she started to clean up. I didn't think much about it and walked directly to the wall and started to feel around.
After groping for a while, I finally felt a bulge on the wall. I took a closer look and saw that a tiny arrow had been shot into the wall.
I pinched the tail of the arrow and pulled it out, then carefully examined it under the lamp.
This thing is similar in shape to the arrow head, but much thinner, thicker than a household needle and thinner than an iron nail.
The arrow was polished to be extremely sharp, and there were words engraved on the arrow.
I looked closely and saw that it was written in small seal script.
I have been practicing the art of drawing talismans since I was young, and my master has also taught me how to read and write various fonts such as large seal script and small seal script.
At this moment, I looked closely and saw that one side of the arrow was engraved with the word "war", while the words engraved on the other side shocked me.
"Gan Jiang?" I widened my eyes with a look of shock.
Usually, the words engraved on arrows either represent the identity of the user or the origin of the arrow. That is, when the blacksmith forges the arrow, he will engrave his own signboard or the dynasty of forging it.
As for the word "war" engraved on this arrow, I would never understand it before I saw the two words "Gan Jiang".
But when I saw the two words "Gan Jiang", I understood it instantly.
"Could this arrow be made by the famous swordsmith, Gan Jiang, during the Warring States Period? Oh my God!" I was stunned.