Chapter 135 Preparation

The next morning, Si Jianming sat by the window of Zuixianlou as usual.

He looked at the street outside the window, his eyes flickering constantly, as if he was thinking about something.

In front of him, there was a pot of Huadiao wine and a plate of chopped mutton.

In this situation, it really looks like he is a hero.

"I say, Mr. Si..."

At this time, Wang Ye came to Si Jianming's side and said, "Why are you drinking here?"

"Are you not going to deal with Mu Qianshan's matter?"

As he spoke, Wang Ye looked helpless.

At this time, the detective was invaded by the cold internal force and was injured and unconscious.

Although Aji is also at the Grandmaster level, he is no match for Mu Qianshan on his own.

Now, if we want to deal with Mu Qianshan, we have to do it with Si Jianming.

"Manager Wang, don't worry..."

After hearing Wang Ye's words, Si Jianming shook his head and said, "Right now we are in the light, and Mu Qianshan is in the dark. Taking the initiative to attack him is like looking for a needle in a haystack."

"Not only will my energy be wasted, but I will also be easily caught off guard by him..."

"Now that the Evil King's scroll is in our hands, we might as well wait for him to come to us!"

As he spoke, Si Jianming drank the wine in the glass, appearing relaxed and contented.

"How long do we have to wait?"

Looking at Si Jianming in front of him, Wang Ye curled his lips and said, "But then again, this incident was caused by the Sword Saint, why didn't he come here in person?"

"Hey, you old money-grubber, it's easy for you to say!"

After hearing Wang Ye's words, Aji came over and said, "Do you think that the Sword Saint is like you, spending his days visiting brothels and lying at the counter collecting money and cursing?"

"Then shouldn't we be chivalrous and fight for justice, and eliminate violence and protect the good?"

"What's more, Mu Qianshan originally hated the Sword Saint for not saving him. Now that the Sword Saint shows up, the two of them will fight again. Wouldn't that intensify the conflict and turn it into an unsolvable knot?"

“Get out, get out!”

After hearing what Aji said, Wang Ye said impatiently: "Why are you everywhere?"

"And what do you mean by a knot that can't be untied? If you ask me, it's just that the fucking Sword Master is used to it!"

"No matter how big the knot is, I can take it back with one hand. First, I will destroy his martial arts skills, then I will soak him in a water dungeon for 49 days, and explain the truth to him every day!"

"Don't mention Mu Qianshan. Even an extremely evil person would be persuaded to change his ways with this trick!"

As he spoke, Wang Ye looked disapproving.

"Listen, listen..."

As soon as Wang Ye said this, Aji at the side said, "Is this human language?"

"First, all your martial arts skills will be wasted, and then you will be kept in a water dungeon for 49 days..."

"Old miser, you just don't know martial arts. If you knew martial arts, you would definitely be the most famous demon in the world!"

"The cruelty of this method is no less than that of the Demon Cult."

I'm so...

After hearing Aji's words, Wang Ye's face changed and he was about to say something.

At this moment, Si Jianming smiled slightly and said, "In fact, Master originally intended to go there in person. After all, this matter was caused by him, and he has no reason to stand idly by."

"It's just that there have been many incidents in Bashu recently, and Master has no time to spare, so he asked me to go on his behalf..."

“Listen!”

After hearing what Si Jianming said, Aji said, "The Sword Saint really intends to come..."

"Then we can't just stand here and wait, can we?"

After hearing Aji's words, Wang Ye was helpless.

Aji is a kid who always seems to be missing a string in his brain.

What they said was that they had originally planned to come, but they didn't really come.

Any plans that are not fulfilled are just bullshit.

"Manager Wang, please be patient..."

Looking at Wang Ye in front of him, Si Jianming shook his head and said, "This time Mu Qianshan is more anxious than us..."

"After all, he only has the first six moves of the Thirteen Swords of the Evil King."

"The more powerful and fiercer moves that will follow, as well as the method for forging the Bloodstain Sword, are all still here with us!"

Since their last separation, Si Jianming has become more calm, and his words and actions give people a sense of restraint.

If given time, this boy will definitely become a famous hero.

"that is…"

Hearing this, Aji on the side said, "The things are here with us. If anyone is anxious, it should be Mu Qianshan. Why are you so anxious?"

"Hey, you little bastard..."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

As soon as Aji said this, Wang raised his hand and slapped him: "You are not done yet!"

“Let’s not talk about this for now.”

Seeing the scene in front of him, Si Jianming changed the subject and said to Wang Ye: "Manager Wang, how is the master detective?"

"What can I do?"

After hearing Si Jianming's words, Wang Ye pointed upstairs and said, "He's lying there like a corpse, with no sign of waking up..."

Hearing this, Si Jianming nodded and said, "Since the Master of the Divine Constable is injured and unconscious, we should separate the Evil King's scroll from him..."

"To prevent Mu Qianshan from seizing the Evil King's scroll and endangering the life of Master Shenbu!"

After hearing this, Wang Ye and Aji nodded.

What Si Jianming said actually made a lot of sense.

…

Just as the three were discussing, at a tea stall not far away.

A man dressed in cloth and wearing a bamboo hat was quietly watching every move of Wang Ye and others.

This man was none other than Mu Qianshan! Although he had taken off his black clothes, his aura was still cold.

"That little bastard Si Jianming..."

At this moment, he stared at Si Jianming, his eyes showing a hint of coldness: "That old dog really sent him here..."

“Ahem…”

Having said that, Mu Qianshan coughed twice, his face looking a little haggard.

Obviously, even though the detective was seriously injured, his condition was not good.

"That detective's martial arts skills are indeed very strong..."

At this moment, Mu Qianshan secretly thought: "You can actually hurt me so much by fighting hard..."

"However, he must have suffered a lot if he took on the sword energy of my Thirteen Swords of the Evil King."

"This divine arrest is my important breakthrough!"

As he spoke, Mu Qianshan took a sip of tea, his eyes showing a hint of coldness: "But even if it is an injured body, it is more than enough to deal with people like you..."

As he spoke, Mu Qianshan tightened his grip on the teacup: "This old dog Sword Saint looks righteous, but he actually uses me as a chess piece and discards me at will in times of crisis!"

"Si Jianming, ah Si Jianming, this time I will recreate the scene of that year..."

"I want to see, which one are you going to save, the life of the detective or the evil king's scroll?"

Thinking of this, Mu Qianshan drank the tea in the cup.

At the same time, he took out a large coin from his pocket and placed it on the table, saying, "Check out!"

After saying this, he looked deeply at Si Jianming and the others, then stood up and left...

(End of this chapter)