Chapter 261 Big waterspout, the fox pretends to be the tiger's power
Zhaoyamen.
In the Narcissus Hall, the heroic Haitang, with her hair in a high ponytail and moles on her eyes, moved a chair and sat under the eaves.
Listen to the raindrops flowing down from the tiles above your head, clanking on the steps paved with blue bricks.
He flipped through a piece of information in his hand.
At the top of the document, the words "Chai Keqiao" are clearly written.
In the morning, after the meeting, she told Zhao Duan about this name.
It is also the target that she focuses on, which may cause trouble in the capital in the near future.
"Wu Xiankui's direct disciple... It would be fine if he came here at this time just to fight for Buddhism and Taoism, but the problem is... will this guy really be so honest?"
Haitang whispered softly, with anxiety hidden in her brows.
Chai Keqiao, a practicing martial artist from the East China Sea Emperor Martial City, is suspected to be at the peak of the divine chapter.
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 had three thousand disciples who traveled around the world.
But since it is an imaginary number, it also refers to only the outer disciples who accept disciples on behalf of their masters.
Only a small number of "personal disciples" have been personally taught by Wu Xiankui.
Chai Keqiao is one of the direct descendants of Emperor Wu's city.
His experience can be called legendary. It is said that he was originally from the "Chai family", a local wealthy family, and was a young master born in the eldest family.
He could have lived well and lived well, but when he was young, he was influenced by a disciple of Emperor Wu who was a teacher in the Chai family and decided to pursue martial arts.
Abandon your identity and run away from home.
He went straight to Emperor Wu City to become a disciple, but was rejected without even seeing anyone from Wu Xiankui.
The young Chai Keqiao has quite a stubborn temperament.
Even though he was rejected, he refused to leave.
He actually built a wooden house at the foot of the Qingshan Mountain where Emperor Wu City was located, and made a living by cutting firewood all day long.
He became a real woodcutter and said he wanted to show his perseverance.
During this period, people from the Chai family came over and tried every means to invite the young master to come home, but they were all rejected.
Gradually even the head of the family gave up on his son.
Chai Keqiao has been living in the mountains for several years, and no one cares about him. Those who initially made fun of him gradually turned to admire him.
But seeing that he had passed the best age for practicing martial arts, everyone thought that this young master with a bad brain would become one of the countless losers who went to Emperor Wu City to become a disciple over the past thousand years.
However, one day.
Chai Keqiao, who was chopping firewood in the mountains, unexpectedly met Wu Xiankui, the "Celestial Man" who was walking around in the form of an Orion, the current Lord of the City of Emperor Wu.
A woodcutter, a hunter.
The two chatted occasionally and gradually became familiar with each other.
Wu Xiankui felt the perseverance of this son and began to teach him martial arts practice as an incarnation.
There is no time in the mountains.
Several years passed in the blink of an eye.
Chai Keqiao finally walked down the green mountain.
Wearing a linen shirt, walking on straw sandals, and carrying an ax, he defeated countless warriors under the mountain.
…
"Crack."
Haitang closed the information book in her hand and murmured to herself:
"The person who came here is not good, the person who came is not good."
According to reports from Shuixiantang informants, a few days ago, a little later than the princess entered the city, Chai Keqiao entered the city alone.
At first I just spent the whole day enjoying the scenery of the capital.
After that, he began to look for some martial arts schools in the capital and came to ask for advice.
In the capital, Shenlong Temple and Tianshi Mansion are the holy places for warlocks.
There are also countless martial arts schools hidden in the streets and alleys, as well as gun and stick teachers who teach the children of powerful people.
There were also some masters among them, but no surprise, they were all defeated by Chai Keqiao.
It was only because they acted in a low-key manner and neither of them deliberately publicized it that it did not cause too much trouble and attention.
"The Governor wants us to be on guard and make sure there is no trouble in the capital during this period, but how should we keep an eye on people like this?"
Haitang sighed and frowned.
She got up and went to the Governor's Hall, ready to talk to Ma Yan about the matter.
However, when they arrived 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 other detectives first to make preparations.
As for Zhao Duan...
"He is also homeless all day long, so there is no hope at all."
However, at this moment, outside the main entrance of the Governor's Hall.
Suddenly, a clerk hurried in and his eyes lit up when he saw her:
"Haizi, you are just in time. A strange man came outside the yamen and said he wanted to come to ask for advice."
"Weird?" Haitang's heart skipped a beat.
The clerk nodded: "The man was wearing a tattered raincoat, straw sandals, and an ax on his waist. He called himself Chai Keqiao."
Haitang's eyes widened suddenly.
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long street.
The thin autumn rain continues.
Falling from the sky, like thousands of needle points, falling towards the earth.
"Crack!"
In Zhao Duan's ears, the sound of the blue and white teacup breaking and exploding had not dissipated.
The drop of water that Eunuch Hai flicked out of the teahouse has already merged into the autumn rain. Buzz——
There was no sound, but for no reason, there seemed to be a chirping sound in Zhao Duan's mind.
His soul swayed, his ears seemed to be blocked by cotton, and countless small 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 like time was suspended, but in fact, it was his senses that were being distorted.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down countless times, and he could clearly see the subtle changes in the faces of everyone on the street.
I saw that drop of swaying, light green water that was still stained with tea rolling into the sky and the earth.
In an instant, countless raindrops seemed to be pulled by invisible forces and converged towards that drop of water.
One drop.
Five drops.
Ten drops.
One hundred drops.
Thousands.
Ten to a million.
boom……
Zhao Duan suddenly felt that time in front of him suddenly accelerated and returned to normal flow rate.
Outside the window, the autumn rain on half the street was pulled over, forming a huge water sword.
"ah!"
Some people screamed in surprise, both because of the sudden appearance of the water sword and the sudden rain above their heads.
On the periphery of the crowd, the sword-holding heroine who was watching had her pupils trembling, and her sharp voice pierced the dull long street:
"Be careful!"
The big man holding a long sword covered in fiery red flames was tense all over, and there was strong fear in his heart.
I just feel a tightness in my chest, as if every energy in my body has been locked, making me unable to move!
The old man in plain robes, who was waving his sleeves and using the wind of his palm to blow away the few Imperial Guards left in front of him, had his back to the water sword. The moment the water droplets flew out of the teahouse, he felt the huge danger.
Without enough time to think, Lu Qingfeng instinctively took a deep breath, raised his full Qi and circulated it around his body, instigating all his cultivation in an instant.
The robe on his body instantly expanded like a ball, and his body spun in a circle with the cloth-covered square-top boots under his feet as the center of the circle.
He picked up the wide sleeve of his right hand with his left hand, formed a palm with his right hand, and pressed it out towards the approaching huge water sword.
The two strands of green energy on the cuffs rotated along the billowing robe, all pouring out into the wind of the palm.
"boom--"
A rolling thunder exploded in the cloudy sky.
Then, Lu Qingfeng, who was once famous in the world and is now a master in the palace, spat out a mouthful of blood.
The whole person was like a kite with its string broken, and he fell hard.
Amid people's screams, half of the eaves of the teahouse opposite collapsed.
Wow!
Cracked tiles fell.
And the water sword also collapsed into rolling cold water, pouring on the ground.
The big man holding the knife was completely cold, and the red flames flowing on the knife surface were extinguished, leaving only a diffuse white mist.
quiet!
The long street suddenly fell into great silence.
Even if the drizzle fell again and fell on everyone's faces, it seemed as if they had not recovered.
On the periphery of the crowd, the sword-holding female knight stood stunned on the spot, trembling all over, as if she was the one facing the sword.
Not long ago, the two poor warriors who had been fighting to the death here and were taken away by the county officials. The two poor warriors who had not yet left covered their wounds and stared blankly at the cold water rolling on the ground. They had forgotten the pain all over their bodies.
around.
Those armored forbidden soldiers who were forced back and knocked down by Lu Qingfeng and whose injuries were not serious helped them get up one by one.
I don't know who took a gentle breath, and then caused a chain reaction, looking at Zhao Duan's position, his eyes were full of deep awe, and...
Rejoice!
Fortunately, they firmly obeyed Mr. Zhao's orders and carried them out without compromise, otherwise... it would be unthinkable.
That's right, how could General Zhao, who was as cruel to his enemies as the cold winter and as warm as the spring breeze to his own people, really let them fight to the death and stand idly by?
In the teahouse opposite, in the room with a half-open window.
Xu Junling had already stood up, his eyes widening on his sweet and elegant face.
There was shock 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... no one on this long street can be his enemy?
What is the identity of the ordinary old man next to Zhao Duan?
This well-known talented woman from Huai River Road, a woman who came to Beijing for the King of Huai'an, could not restrain her anxiety that the situation was beyond her control.
"Princess Princess..."
Next to her, the maid Lv Shui was also very anxious, "What should I do?"
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The second floor of the teahouse.
Zhao Duan turned around blankly and glanced at Eunuch Hai in surprise.
The latter was seen looking leisurely and proud, without raising his buttocks, and a hoarse voice came outside the building:
"It is not easy to inherit the Lu family's martial arts, so we should not compromise on it. I will give you a little punishment today, please note The capital is at the feet of the emperor, and no one is allowed to be presumptuous."
Damn it... Lao Hai, you still know how to pretend...
Zhao Duan was amazed and said that he had learned it.
Outside the building.
Although he vomited a mouthful of blood, Lu Qingfeng, who was not seriously injured because Eunuch Hai kept his hand, raised his head in shock.
The whole person stood up from the rubble, his eyes filled with surprise.
Immediately, he seemed to have thought of something, and he clasped his fists respectfully:
"In the building, could it be..."
"Stop asking." Zhao Duan said quietly, interrupting the other party.
Immediately, the fox pretended to be a tiger and laughed loudly:
"Cut your tongue out for random questions."
(End of chapter)