The sky was gloomy, and the heavy dark clouds seemed to be pressing down on my heart, adding a somewhat depressing atmosphere to the yard.
Chen Qing held a dry branch, his figure as light as a swallow, his eyes calm. Hua Qiufeng, on the other hand, gripped his long sword tightly, its blade gleaming with cold light, his aura imposing.
The two stood facing each other.
"Master, otherwise I won't hold the sword either." Hua Qiufeng looked at Shen Qing with some concern.
What if he loses control and hurts her?
"No need, just try your best and I'll test your limits." Chen Qing raised his hand, signaling Hua Qiufeng to take action.
In an instant, Hua Qiufeng took the lead in attacking, his long sword like a silver snake emerging from a cave, piercing straight at Shen Qing. Shen Qing dodged to the side, and the dead branch cleverly deflected the long sword's edge, his movements flowing like water.
His moves were fierce, sword shadows intertwined, but Shen Qing remained calm, using dead branches as weapons to counter his moves. Her posture was agile, her steps were unpredictable, and she looked for flaws in Hua Qiufeng's impenetrable attack.
For a moment, the wind was howling in the yard, and the two men were fighting hard.
Suddenly, Shen Qing saw the right moment and turned his body. The dead branch, like a spirit snake, bypassed Hua Qiufeng's sword and went straight to his chest. Hua Qiufeng wanted to defend himself, but it was too late.
Finally, Shen Qing's dry branch rested steadily against Hua Qiufeng's heart. She breathed slightly, her expression calm, as if it was effortless to defeat him.
Hua Qiufeng was shocked, and then he realized that she might not have needed his help at all in the alley that day.
"Master, you have great skills."
"You're not bad either." Shen Qing threw away the branch in his hand, turned around and went up to the attic, "Follow me."
She sat down and motioned Hua Qiufeng to sit opposite her.
"this……"
"Sit down." Shen Qing raised his hand and poured himself a cup of tea, "I have something to ask you."
Hua Qiufeng sat down and watched Shen Qing's familiar movements of making tea.
"How many killers are there in Fengsheng now?"
"There are twenty people on the upper echelons, fifty on the middle echelons, and over a hundred on the lower echelons," he replied. "Why did the master suddenly ask about the rumors?"
"There will be some unusual movements in the capital in the near future, and I need manpower."
Hua Qiufeng's heart trembled. She wanted to keep the news to herself.
"Although the rumors have shown signs of fading recently, they are still based on decades of experience and cannot be easily manipulated."
Shen Qing picked up the teacup and kissed it, then turned his head to look at the gloomy sky.
"That's why I need to know from you."
Hua Qiufeng sighed, "Most of the killers in the wind are those who were abandoned and raised by their parents. They are usually controlled by poison, and the antidote is distributed on the 15th of every month."
"Where is the antidote?"
"The Tibetan Medicine Pavilion is guarded by the Medicine Pavilion Elder."
Chen Qing glanced at Hua Qiufeng thoughtfully, "Logically, the information inside the assassin organization is strictly forbidden to be disclosed. Why did you say it so easily?"
"It's true that I can't easily reveal this. Every killer who wants to leave the organization must take a pill that destroys their memory. They also gave it to me.
However, I saw with my own eyes that they stabbed the killer who had taken the pill with a single blow, so I didn't take it. Then I was caught and hunted, seriously injured and unconscious on the roadside, and was fortunately rescued by my master."
So he had been in the capital for a long time, and he had been keeping it a secret. Although there were few assassins who could beat him, they couldn't stop him from taking turns.
Speaking of rescue, Shen Qing lowered his eyes somewhat embarrassedly.
"Later, take me to see where the sound of the wind comes from."
"yes."
After Hua Qiufeng left, Shen Qing sighed.
"Chen Qing, we are now a united front, right?" The seventh point appeared on the chessboard in front of Shen Qing, raising the horns on its head proudly.
"Yeah." She nodded.
"Then tell me the truth, why do you know martial arts?"
"Um……"
"Don't make this up to lie to me!"
"Okay, then listen carefully." Shen Qing stood up and leaned on the railing.
"Before I became the company's top hypnotist, I took on countless commissions, all of which were rated as excellent. Until one day, my master told me that I could take on high-level commissions.
So-called high-level commissions, where the price of a single order exceeds tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions, are intended to obtain certain desired information or intelligence from certain individuals.
Those who can handle high-level commissions come from both the black and white sides, with the black side being the majority. One faction hires a hypnotist to obtain the information it wants in order to destroy another faction.
Since he accepted the high-level commission, every day of this hypnotist has been full of unknowns. Someone will try his best to kill this person.
In order to enable me to protect myself, my master let me learn various martial arts after deciding to teach me hypnosis.
My current skills are also the result of countless near-death experiences."
High income, high risk.
The seventh point finally made me understand why her data was so good during the initial data test and why she was so compatible with this character!
For someone like Shen Qing, even if you give her the identity of a beggar, she can still become the leader of the Beggars' Sect.
"Do you understand?"
"Then how did your master die?"
"She was killed by a former client. It's ridiculous that such a wonderful person actually fell in love with a selfish man and sold out her position as a master for a mere 30 million."
Her master told her to leave that place and never return. But how could she let it go? She spent time and energy to avenge her master with her own hands.
"If you ask me, love is the most dispensable thing in the world." The seventh point directly makes a high-level speech.
"yes."
evening.
Chen Qing followed Hua Qiufeng hurriedly to the back mountain outside the capital. They stood on the top of the mountain, the mountain breeze blowing, and their clothes fluttered.
Looking down from above, I could see a large complex nestled among the lush forests. The buildings were arranged in an orderly fashion, their grey tiles and white walls appearing and disappearing beneath the lush greenery. From afar, the interconnected buildings, with their overhanging eaves and brackets, exuded a quaint and mysterious atmosphere.
"That's the headquarters of Fengsheng."
Shen Qing nodded, closed his eyes slightly, and felt the mountain breeze.
"Your skills rank third in The Wind?"
"Yes." Hua Qiufeng nodded.
"Who's the boss?"
"The boss is Chun Ye. Feng Sheng's four leaders are Chun Ye, Xia Yu, Qiu Feng, and Dong Xue. I've met two of them, but I've never met Chun Ye." Hua Qiufeng said, "Ever since Feng Sheng's decline, Chun Ye has intervened, but the results were not significant. Feng Sheng's new generation of killers even have trouble adhering to the confidentiality rules."
She nodded and turned to leave.
She needs a helper while waiting for Jiang Zhuo to come back.
In forty days, she had a lot to do, and she couldn't be discovered by the emperor.
Rebelling and usurping the throne is not an easy task.
Every time she thought about it, she felt extremely excited.
Two days later, after Jiang Zhuo entered the city, he went straight to the palace to report the situation in Yunzhou. Then, after receiving his reward, he returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion to have a good sleep, intending to get enough rest before going to find Chen Qing.
But when he woke up, the room was dim, with only a dim candle flickering. The woman he had been thinking about day and night was sitting by the window, reading a book by candlelight.
"Qingqing?"
Shen Qing turned around when he heard the voice, "Awake?"
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