Chapter 203: Defeating the Invincible Players in the World
To gain fame, Fang Ziheng is definitely a good goal.
There is already grudge between the two, so there is no need to say more.
The main opponent's identity is the young master of Mingjian Villa. His famous "Three Questions" swordsmanship is quite famous in the world.
Although the heart of the sword was broken by Yan Changqing last time, the skinny camel was bigger than the horse, not to mention that the other party later regained his confidence. If he could recover the previous debt of grudges from him, he would be in the world The reputation can also be refreshed.
But since he wants to be famous in the world, he has to think of a better nickname.
What nickname would be good?
The Sword Demon’s great disciple?
One pillar supports the sky and the sun?
Worried about ghosts?
Full of evil?
Jiang Shouzhong couldn't think of a suitable nickname after much thought, and he had a headache.
Looking at Shan Dongchuan who was talking to Yuan Anjiang opposite, Jiang Shouzhong suddenly remembered something and asked: "Master Shan, there is an official named Chu Qi in the Six Gates of Qingzhou, right?"
Dan Dongchuan was startled for a moment and looked at Jiang Shouzhong in surprise, "There is such a person, how did Mr. Jiang know about it?"
Jiang Shouzhong smiled and said, "I met him a few days ago. Let’s meet, I want to ask him if he has returned to Liumen?”
However, as he finished speaking, he saw a strange look on Dan Dongchuan's face and strange eyes.
Jiang Shou had some bad premonitions inexplicably, "What's wrong?"
Dan Dongchuan said solemnly: "Master Jiang, Chu Qi was executed more than a year ago. He died during the mission. I brought his body back. Where did you see him? "
"What!"
Jiang Shou was shocked.
Ran Qingchen on the side also showed surprise.
She heard Jiang Shouzhong describe what happened on the ship, and her evaluation of Chu Qi was very responsible. I had planned to ask Dan Dongchuan about Chu Qi, but I forgot. Unexpectedly, things took a turn.
Jiang Shouzhong was in a daze for a moment and was silent for a long time. He said softly:
"A few days ago, I was on a boat with a man named Chu Qi. He said he was from Qingzhou Liumen. The officer also took out his identity token. I can tell that the token is real."
Lieutenant Jiang Shou briefly told what happened.
"It's strange that such a thing exists." Yuan Anjiang was amazed again and again, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Shan Dongchuan frowned and speculated: "Chu Qi's six-door identity token was indeed lost at that time and could not be found. Apparently someone picked it up and faked his identity."
Seeing that the carriage was about to arrive at Mingjian Villa, Dan Dongchuan said: "I will investigate this matter as soon as possible. Since that person has come to Qingzhou, as long as he dares to reveal his identity as 'Chu Qi', he will definitely be found."
Jiang Shouzhong nodded slightly, his expression suddenly cast a layer of solemnity, and his mood became gloomy.
Why did that man pretend to be Chu Qi?
Just to enjoy the joy of being an official?
But the behavior shown by the other party at that time was more responsible than the ordinary six-door dark light. Even when facing the treasure, he never showed greed... What on earth is this person trying to do?
The carriage stopped in front of the Zhumen of the Villa.
Beside the door stands a stone tablet.
The word "sword" is engraved on it with the force of splitting with a knife and an axe. The writing is powerful and magnificent, just like a dragon soaring through the sky.
Everyone got off the carriage, and Shan Dongchuan went to talk to the guard.
Ran Qingchen stood in front of the stone tablet, staring at the word "sword", with a bright light floating in his beautiful eyes, as if endless sword intent was dancing in his eyes, and murmured: "Observing the sword is like observing oneself, The heart is like a bright mirror, untainted by dust, and the true meaning is revealed... Mingjian Villa has not had a sword master for many years. "
Jiang Shouzhong didn't see anything famous and asked curiously: "Before Mingjian Villa. Is it awesome?"
Ran Qingchen nodded slowly, "In the previous dynasty, it was a famous sect in the world, and its founder was known as the disciple of the Sword God. There is no shortage of swordsmanship wizards from generation to generation, and the swords they forge are also famous in the martial arts, and many magic weapons come from this place.
However, today, the reputation of Mingjian Villa has long ceased. In recent years, the swords have become more popular. The shortage of good raw materials is like looking at the clouds, and we can only rely on the family assets left by our predecessors to survive..."
At this point, Ran Qingchen changed the subject and said with a smile:
"Although it has declined a lot, our family is strong and no one in the world dares to look down upon it. Now we have six doors, so we have to run away. Come for help?"
Jiang Shouzhong nodded lightly.
Okay, as long as you still have a reputation.
I am afraid that if I am not famous, I will be collecting my debt of gratitude in vain.
Not long after, a man who looked like a housekeeper hurriedly came over, with a respectful look on his face, and welcomed everyone into the villa.
There are many disciples in the village practicing swordsmanship.
When Ran Qingchen appeared in a green skirt, many eyes were involuntarily attracted to her. Especially those young heroes, their eyes were blazing and full of admiration, forgetting the sword in their hands.
Ran Qingchen was accustomed to such looks, and subconsciously glanced at Jiang Shouzhong.
Seeing the other person looking around as if looking for someone, I couldn't help but feel doubtful.
"Who are you looking for?"
Ran Qingchen was a little behind and asked in a low voice.
“Looking for a beautiful woman.”
Jiang Shouzhong replied casually.
Ran Qingchen was astonished, feeling amused but also a little annoyed. His wife was so pretty, so she actually found a beauty elsewhere.
The group of people entered the living room, but were shocked to find that there were other guests in the hall.
There are four men and two women.
Among them was an old acquaintance—Yang Zhongyou, the second son of the Minister of Rites!
Since being tricked by Jiang Shouzhong last time at Liumen in the capital, and resulting in a severe beating by Ran Qingchen, who did not know the truth, the Second Young Master Yang seemed to have disappeared.
Later Jiang Shouzhong heard that the other party’s father had paid a special visit to Ran’s family, but he didn’t know the specific circumstances.
I didn't expect to meet here at this moment.
The road between enemies is narrow.
Even Ran Qingchen did not expect to meet Yang Zhongyou here, and his face suddenly turned cold.
After seeing Ran Qingchen, Yang Zhongyou looked happy at first, and then lowered his head timidly, but accidentally glanced at Jiang Shouzhong, and his eyes suddenly burst out with deep hatred.
In addition to Yang Zhongyou, there is a man with a handsome face and an air of elegance in his behavior. The other man had a calm expression and was wearing a dark blue gown, giving him a stable and mountain-like feeling.
Between the two men, a monk stood out.
The monk is wearing a brown cassock and a monk's hat. He has a compassionate face and his eyes lowered, as if he is always introspecting and introspecting.
The remaining two women also have their own charms.
A woman was wearing a plain white dress, with a face as gentle as the moon, a bright smile, and her mannerisms showed the dignity and beauty of a lady. The other woman is not stunning at first glance, but upon closer inspection, her facial features are well matched and she is dressed appropriately, like a cup of tea that is light but not too rich. The more she looks at her, the more she tastes.
But after Ran Qingchen came in, he instantly suppressed the two women's charm.
"Miss Ran?"
The handsome and elegant young man's eyes lit up when he saw Ran Qingchen, and he quickly stood up and smiled, "What a coincidence, I originally planned to wait. After finishing the matter, I will come to see you at Liumen."
"Murong Nan."
Yuan Anjiang, who was walking behind, said to Jiang Shouzhong in a low voice.
Murong Nan?
Jiang Shouzhong looked stunned, then suddenly realized.
It turned out to be the most famous genius in the capital, Murong Nan, the eldest son of the Murong family.
Back then, this man, Ran Qingchen and Li Nanshuang, were known as the three most talented people in the capital. They were quite famous. It was even rumored that even Zhao Wuxiu, the best in the world, had given him guidance.
But what impressed Jiang Shouzhong the most was...
When the boss Li Nanshuang came to him for a competition, he ended up beating the young prodigy whom a famous lady from the capital had a crush on... Yes, that's right, he really beat him.
After that, Murong Nan disappeared for a long time.
Li Nanshuang was also very angry, thinking that this thing was just a marketing product.
Later, she went to see Ran Qingchen specifically to compete, but the latter ignored her. During that period of time when she was angry, the boss used Zhang Yunwu to practice his sword every day to take out his anger.
“Do you have a problem with me?”
Although Ran Qingchen didn't have much dislike for the eldest son of the Murong family, he didn't have a good impression either.
The other party is talented and has practiced hard, but the marketing of the family is too annoying, especially the other party’s father. Every time he goes to a banquet with relatives and friends, he always brags to everyone - My son Murong has the title of Sword Demon posture.
As a result, Li Nanshuang beat him up and became a joke.
"It's something about spiritual practice. It's not convenient to talk about it now. I'll go to the six gates to find you then."
Murong Nan said with a smile.
Ran Qingchen frowned and said nothing.
Yang Zhongyou hesitated for a moment, but finally stepped forward to say hello, "Hello, Mr. Ran."
Ran Qingchen ignored him at all and looked at the man wearing a monk's hat. The monk showed a smile and said, "Master Yuantong is here too."
"I have seen the donor Ran."
Yantong from Vajra Temple put his hands together and saluted with a smile.
At this time, Murong Nan and Yang Zhongyou discovered Yuan Anjiang who was following behind, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute and say hello.
Yuan Anjiang said a few casual words and pulled Jiang Shouzhong to sit on a chair.
After a brief introduction, Jiang Shouzhong learned the identities of the man in blue shirt and the two women.
The man in blue shirt is named Hou Qi, and he is a disciple of Danxia Peak.
Although Danxia Peak is most famous for the elixirs it refines, few monks from many sects are proficient in the art of body training, and many warriors who practice physical training specifically come to seek advice.
As for the two women...
The one with outstanding appearance is named Zhang Lanlan, who is wearing a white skirt and is a disciple of the Yin and Yang Sect.
Another good-looking woman comes from Danxia Peak and is a senior brother and sister to Hou Qilai.
Hearing the words "Yin Yang Gate", Jiang Shouzhong couldn't help but think of the two women he killed.
One died with Nalan Xie, and the other died with the little princess Zhou Xiyue, all of them died with their clothes bursting... In short, Jiang Shouzhong had no good impression of this sect, and he had a big hatred.
Looking at this Zhang Lanlan at this time, I instinctively felt disgusted.
After a brief chat, everyone took their seats.
Shortly after the maid served tea, a middle-aged man with a beard and square appearance hurried over, clasped his fists at everyone and apologized: "I'm sorry, everyone, something happened in the manor, keeping you waiting for so long. "
This person is the current owner of Mingjian Villa, Fang Maoshan.
Speaking, Fang Maoshan solemnly apologized to Yuan Anjiang. After all, Yuan Anjiang's identity was the most special here.
Yuan Anjiang smiled and waved his hands and said: "It doesn't matter. Master Fang is already very busy in charge of the village. Besides, I have something to ask for when I come here today. No matter how long I wait, it is appropriate."
Fang Maoshan test Xing asked: "I don't know why you came here today, Mr. Yuan..."
Yuan Anjiang said: "I'll lend you the Dragon Slaying Sword. If possible, please also ask your Mingjian Villa to send out masters to conduct the Dragon Slaying Sword Formation." ...I will tell you the specific reasons later.”
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of other people in the hall became subtle.
And Fang Maoshan also smiled bitterly.
He looked around at the people in the hall, clasped his fists in salute, and said with a hint of helplessness and guilt in his tone:
“I don’t know what happened to make you all come to borrow the ‘Dragon Sword’ from my Famous Sword Villa today, but I can only regret to tell you that the Dragon Slayer Sword will not be loaned out, and no one from the Famous Sword Villa will come out to help."
Hearing the words of the owner of the village, Ran Qingchen and his party looked at each other. Something has changed.
These people came here for the Dragon Slaying Sword... Do they also know about the green dragon breaking out of its shell and hatching?
Ran Qingchen picked up the teacup and fell into thought.
What to do next?
Having not seen the third young master, Jiang Shouzhong couldn't help it anymore and asked, "Master Fang, is Fang Ziheng not in the village?"
Master Fang was stunned. Frowning slightly, "I wonder if this little brother is..."
Although Jiang Shouzhong is a talented person, not many people paid attention to him when they introduced each other just now.
Only those two women glanced at each other occasionally.
"If you push eight hundred times across the board, there is no opponent. With both hands holding the sky, you can divide the sun and the moon." Jiang Shouzhong stood up, clasped his fists, and laughed loudly: "I am Jiang Mo, who is nicknamed by Jianghu people...'the invincible hand in the world.'"
"Pfft——"
Ran Qingchen, who was drinking tea, choked on the tea.
She covered her mouth and coughed twice, wiped the tea splashed on her arm, turned to look at Jiang Shouzhong, the corners of her mouth twitched twice, and moved slightly to distance herself from him.
I don’t know... I really don’t know...
Others in the hall were also stunned, and there was silence for a while, not knowing what to say.
(End of this chapter)