My enemies became my companions

Chapter 283 Take Me With You (Additional Update in )

An old man sat quietly in the guest seat in the lobby of the Zhigesi Yamen, his body steady, his hands straight, standing still, like a mountain.

There is always a saying among scholars that seeing the words is like seeing the person. In the martial arts world, there is also a similar consensus that a person's martial arts can be seen from his sitting posture. The more skilled the person is, the more he looks like a mountain. He sits there steadily, with his own aura, and even returns to nature, as if he is a wooden chicken.

Therefore, many elders at home require children to sit properly and pursue a steady sitting posture. It would be best if they could remain calm even when faced with a huge crisis. This is the reason.

It should be noted that there are frivolous masters in the world, but frivolous people often cannot become masters.

"Who is this?" Chen Yi couldn't help but ask.

Ronan walked over in small steps and said:
"Li Wenhu was once the chief escort of the Tiannan Escort Agency. He quit the escort agency and opened his own martial arts school. He taught the Tiger-killing Spear. He was also listed in the Spring and Autumn Register. However, when he was middle-aged, something happened in the martial arts school and the tendons in his left hand were broken. After reporting it, the Imperial Astronomical Observatory did a divination and removed his name from the Spring and Autumn Register."

"Does that mean he is now considered a sixth-grade cultivator?" Chen Yi asked in a low voice.

"That's right. Chen Sicheng, you also know that the main task of the Zhige Division is to settle disputes in the martial arts world. The first is to take the initiative to deal with it, and the second is when someone comes to report a case like this."

Ronan paused and continued:

"Speaking of which, Mr. Li used to have some friendship with the current Du Siqing. Now that Du Siqing is not here, you have to handle it."

Chen Yi naturally knew Du Siqing whom Luo Nanwu mentioned. Du Siqing, whose surname was Du and given name was Hengyun, was nearly seventy years old now. He became famous in Beijing thirty years ago. He was a third-rank martial artist and had defeated the eight major martial arts schools in Beijing with his horizontal training skills. After he became a fifth-rank martial artist, his name was included in the Spring and Autumn Register. He started as a clerk and eventually became a Siqing, commanding the entire Zhige Division.

"Now the other two Si Cheng and Si Qing of the Zhi Ge Division have been transferred to deal with the death of Governor Liu of Hanyang. You are the only one left to handle Mr. Li's case. I have inquired about it in advance. It is neither difficult nor easy. With your martial arts skills, you should be able to handle it."

While listening to Luo Nanwu's words, Chen Yi raised his foot and slowly walked towards Li Wenhu who was sitting in the lobby.

When Chen Yi stood in front of Li Wenhu, Li Wenhu, who had been resting with his eyes closed, finally opened his eyelids. He stared at Chen Yi for a long time, with a glimmer in his eyes.

The old man said, "He has average bones and a good temperament."

Luo Nanwu beside Chen Yi was stunned for a moment. Everyone in the capital knew that Captain Chen used to be a low-profile man, but in the end he made a great contribution to saving the emperor and became famous overnight. In just a few months, he was included in the Spring and Autumn Register. However, this old man Li said that his bones were average. If his bones were average, then why should Luo Nanwu practice martial arts? He might as well die.

Chen Yi, however, showed no emotion, but asked directly: "How did you know?"

Li Wenhu narrowed his eyes and said, "Many martial arts masters can tell a person's bones with just one touch. A person's martial arts skills can deceive others, but bones often cannot. I am old and don't need to touch them anymore, so I just need to look at them. I will know after a while."

Chen Yi listened to what Li Wenhu said and understood that this kind of identification was the accumulation of experience. If possible, he might as well ask the old man for advice. Perhaps it would be useful when he travels around in the world.

So Chen Yi continued to ask:
"What's my root bone like?"

"Your wrist is straight, and when you make a fist, it forms a straight line with your pinky finger. It is somewhat flexible, but not flexible enough, and somewhat hard, but not hard enough. When you walked over here, your steps were steady, but you landed on the soles of your feet, which proves that you are born with average balance, and you have acquired the dragon-like and tiger-like gait through training... Even so, you know that your physique is average, but you don't deliberately hide it, which proves that you have a good temperament. Hmm... suitable for practicing with a spear."

After Li Wenhu finished his comments, he uttered the last four words with some appreciation.

Chen Yi refused, "Old sir, forget it. I use swords."

Hearing this rejection, Li Wenhu suddenly stood up, his aura changed, and he became fierce in an instant. His eyes widened slightly, like a tiger descending from the mountain, making people feel as if a tiger was descending from the mountain.

The temperament of people in the martial arts world is unpredictable. Chen Yi didn't know what medicine he had taken. He kept his fist slightly lowered, ready to defeat the enemy at any time.

The atmosphere suddenly changed and was filled with murderous intent. Luo Nanwu was completely confused. He looked at Li Wenhu, then at Chen Yi, and didn't know what to do for a moment.

The old man stared at Chen Yi with a gloomy expression and said:

"If you miss this opportunity, you will miss this opportunity. Do you want to learn how to shoot?"

The murderous intent was already overwhelming, as if there was an invisible gun pointed directly at Chen Yi's throat. Chen Yi suddenly realized that this old man, perhaps after his tendons were broken, realized what martial arts was.

In other words, if the tendons of his hands were intact, this person would have already entered the fourth rank, and even if the tendons of his hands were broken, this person would not be comparable to an ordinary fifth rank person.

But for Chen Yi, it doesn't matter whether you are comparable to an ordinary fifth-rank official. I have already reached the fourth rank, and it is polite to call you old master. Do I have to be intimidated by you and forced to kneel down and become your disciple, and inherit your mantle?

Afraid of you?

Chen Yi curled his lips and sneered, then asked calmly:
"Old man, what's it to you whether I want to learn or not?"

Li Wenhu replied: "Of course it's my business."

"It's none of your business? So what if I want to learn, and what if I don't want to learn?"

Chen Yi continued to sneer, with murderous intent hidden in his heart.

Li Wenhu said as a matter of course: "If you want to learn, I will teach you. If you don't want to learn, I won't teach you."

"........."

"What else? Am I going to force you to become my disciple?" Li Wenhu asked him with his eyes wide open.

Chen Yi was speechless for a moment, took a breath, and changed the subject:
"I wonder why you came to Zhigesi, old man?"

Li Wenhu slowly sat back, held up the gun in his hand, and slowly said:

"I have an unfilial disciple named Hu Youxing who has left the sect. It is said that he has joined the army of the King of Annan. A few days ago, he issued a letter of challenge to me, and we are going to fight. He is my true disciple, so I have to go."

At first Chen Yi thought it was a big trouble, but it turned out to be just a common dispute in the martial arts world. As the saying goes: the disciple teaches the master to starve to death. It is not uncommon for disciples to betray their master. It happens in all major sects. The worst case is even breaking out of the sect. These people often not only betray the sect, but also fight with their masters with swords and fight to the death, beating their masters to a pulp. Don’t you think so... This man with the surname Chen, given name Chen Yi and courtesy name Zunming.

Li Wenhu was going to the military camp of King Annan, so he needed someone to escort him on the way. The task was simple and Chen Yi did not refuse.

"So let's get going without further delay?" Chen Yi asked.

People in the underworld hate to procrastinate, so after Chen Yi said this, Li Wenhu stood up and put the spear wrapped in cloth on his back and tied it up.

After a simple response, Li Wenhu strode out the door.

Chen Yi also followed with a sword in hand. Luo Nanwu asked the servants in the yamen to prepare the horses. After a while, the two horses were led outside the yamen.

But the alley outside the yamen was narrow and not suitable for riding horses, so the two men walked out of the alley.

Li Wenhu walked in front and Chen Yi followed behind. He thought as he walked. According to the time, it was less than a month before the Chinese New Year, and it was almost time for this last group of people to withdraw.

This might be... the last time I see them both.

Thinking of this, an inexplicable feeling of parting arises in my mind, but when I think about it carefully, it is actually a bit ridiculous.

It was okay with Zhu E, and she and I were in love with each other, but with Qin Qingluo... I had complicated feelings. Even though Qin Qingluo was pregnant with his daughter, they were still enemies after all. Thinking of this, Chen Yi couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

Having said that, at this point, I'm afraid Qin Qingluo himself is still unaware of the situation.

Even if she drank the contraceptive soup when she returned that day, Chen Yi felt that Zhu E would not let her really drink it.

Chen Yi walked in the alley, heading towards the exit step by step. However, Li Wenhu in front of him suddenly stopped.

The old man frowned, turned around and looked, his hand already on the gun on his back.

"Who?" As the words fell, Chen Yi also felt a wisp of energy coming from behind him and heading towards the back of his neck.

The moment he turned around.

The sword flashed by.

The cold light almost brushed past him, and Chen Yi thrust out a hand, trying to grab the man's wrist.

However, the latter twisted his body, danced his sword in a circle, and slashed across.

Chen Yi took a half step back and paused when he saw the man's face clearly.

Just as Li Wenhu was about to punch, Chen Yi realized this and moved sideways to catch his fist with his palm.

Li Wenhu looked puzzled and stopped what he was doing. Chen Yi looked at the man and said with a smile:
"Min Yuechi, what are you playing again?"

Min Ning casually pulled open the black veil covering her face, threw it aside, and raised an eyebrow.
"Just to scare you."

Chen Yi was stunned when he heard this, and couldn't help asking: "Why did you suddenly come up with this idea?"

"I went to your house to look for you but couldn't find you. I heard her say that you went to Zhigesi, so I came here." Min Ning said, smiling and asked, "Are you scared?"

Although there was still melancholy between her heroic brows, her smile was now more free and cheerful. She appeared in such a way that she appeared first with the sword and then with the person, and she appeared and disappeared without a trace, which made Chen Yi stunned for a moment.

I don’t know what happened, but she became more chivalrous than before.

After not seeing her for a few days and being stood up, Chen Yi felt like he was reunited and reached out to hug her, but Min Ning stepped away and did not let him succeed.

She glanced at the two horses led out by Zhigesi and asked:

"Where are you going?"

"Go to King Annan." Chen Yi replied.

"Take me with you?" She said without hesitation.

"Okay." Chen Yi nodded slightly.

Just now he seemed to see that while she was talking, she suppressed some of her jealousy and put it behind her.

Li Wenhu, who was standing aside like an old light bulb, saw this scene and didn't say much. After all, this young man in the world really left as soon as he said he would, quickly and efficiently, without him having to wait by his side.

Walking out of the alley, Chen Yi mounted the horse first, and Min Ning turned over and sat behind him, casually putting his hands around his waist.

When Min Ning clasped his hands around him, Chen Yi's mind moved slightly, but after all he had seen the world, he quickly calmed down. However, Min Ning seemed to have noticed it, and after a moment, he actually pressed against his back.

There is a slight softness on the back.

This action, which was a bit of amorous, made Chen Yi's Hou Kang sword tremble slightly.

Min Ning's face also turned slightly red, but she was behind Chen Yi and he couldn't see it.

In the past, Min Ning would never do such a thing.

Even when riding on the same horse with him, she would stand upright and keep a distance.

But ever since he met the guy who called himself "Zhu Yu", Min Ning vaguely felt that there was nothing wrong in being more casual and direct with him.

As for whether this is a woman's proper modesty, Min Ning does not care at all, but when she is with him, what's the harm in not being modest?

Isn't that what this bastard likes?

The three men and two horses hurried out of the capital. Along the way, they saw the prosperous scene in the capital as the year was coming to an end. Even if it was not at the market, it was still bustling. Some families had already swept the road in front of their doors in advance.

After leaving the capital, we traveled about thirty miles. The horses were tired and needed to rest for a while.

This kind of free-range horse can run thirty or forty miles in one breath, which is considered to be excellent, while most war horses are Mongolian horses or Western Region horses, and it is often no problem for them to run seventy or eighty miles in one breath.

The horses kept in the Zhigesi Yamen were mostly ordinary free-range horses, unlike the East and West Factories, which could transfer war horses. As for why, the reason was very simple. According to the etiquette, the two factories and one guard belonged to the military, while the Zhigesi belonged to the civil service.

The three of them stopped for a while on the road. The area around here was not desolate, but it was also sparsely populated. After passing through the forest, they saw a dilapidated temple where they could rest.

The plaque reads "Qinghu Land God Temple".

The three men simply led the horses to the land temple. As soon as they tied the horses to the pillar and stepped over the threshold, they saw a statue of the God of Land in the temple, which was covered with spider webs, and under the statue, a person was lying.

The man seemed to be injured. When he heard the noise outside the door, he opened his eyes, half-supported himself and sat up, tightly gripping the sword in his hand.

Seeing three people coming in, he was very alert and asked:

"May I ask where the three of you are from?"

"It has nothing to do with you. I'm just stopping by to rest."

Li Wenhu spoke.

When the swordsman heard this, he nodded slightly, his face still showing vigilance.

Li Wenhu casually swept the dust off the ground, sat down on the ground, and didn't say another word to the man.

In the underworld, sudden changes are always common. There is no need for everyone to fight to the death, nor to help each other. We are all just passers-by.

Seeing this scene, Chen Yi didn't say much. Now that he was at the fourth level of martial arts and had strength, it was natural for him to rest when he needed to. Moreover, before coming in, he had already scouted the surrounding terrain.

Chen Yi and Min Ning were just about to sit down on the ground when they suddenly heard the sound of swords swinging outside the temple.

"Chase, that Chu Huo Nan must be in front. Everyone calls him the Shadowless Sword, could it be that his Qinggong is also Shadowless?!"

The voice echoed through the forest. The swordsman raised his head slightly, his face extremely nervous.

Chen Yi looked up and saw a group of people holding swords and knives coming out from outside the land temple.

It seems that they came here for the injured swordsman in the land temple.

Both Min Ning and Li Wenhu were a little nervous. The latter was fine and remained calm, while Min Ning had already placed his hand on the hilt of the knife.

Chen Yi stood up silently, and then
Make a way.

Just typed it out, no time to revise it yet, there should be another update tonight

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(End of this chapter)