Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 183 Rain and Dew Murder

A little earlier.

The Shen Mansion is located on Cuimu Street in the capital, which has been the street of kings and nobles since ancient times. Since the previous dynasty, this place was not affordable for ordinary people to live in. The roads are wide and the floor tiles are clean. From time to time, there are guards in black armor patrolling back and forth. Those coming and going are either carriages or servants and maids from various mansions who go out to buy things.

But even when the servants and maids were out shopping, they would wear clean clothes, hold their heads high, and be in good spirits, trying their best not to bring shame to their master.

Therefore, Guan Yunshu's monk robe was extremely eye-catching and attracted many people's attention.

Not only that... there are no restaurants or tea stalls on Cuimu Street. They are all the residences of kings and princes. There is not even a place hidden in the market to observe quietly.

Fortunately, it was not Guan Yunshu's first day on the road. She found a secluded corner and took off her monk's robe, revealing a clean and simple plain skirt underneath. Although she was dressed simply, her beauty that outshined the rest of the capital made anyone who saw her think that she was a noble lady who had lived in Cuimu Street since childhood.

Just ...

Guan Yunshu sighed lightly and looked down. She couldn’t see her toes at a glance. Without the wide monk’s robe to cover her figure, her figure was a little too conspicuous... She didn’t look like a woman of the martial arts world.

Luo Chaoyan had a good figure, a little flat... suitable for traveling around the world. Unfortunately, she didn't know martial arts, so it was impossible for her to travel around the world.

She glanced at the Shen Mansion and found a place with a good view... In fact, it was right opposite the gate of the Shen Mansion, under a plum tree whose petals had all fallen. She pinned the oil-paper umbrella to the treetop and stood under the umbrella to prevent herself from getting wet by the rain. Then she took out the bamboo hat she carried with her. The hat had a veil to cover her face.

She put on a bamboo hat, took out a jade flute from her bosom, put it at the corner of her lips, and pressed her ten white and tender fingers on the flute. The joints were distinct, and it was hard to tell whether the jade flute was whiter or her fingers.

Take a slight breath, and the ethereal sound of the flute will sound in the rain, like new buds breaking through the soil, or like a crescent moon rising.

The sound of a flute was heard in the rain, and a man was carrying a long sword. Raindrops hit the oil-paper umbrella and the bluestone floor tiles, but could not reach the sound of the woman's flute... so he could only respond slightly.

At first glance, it has a very Jianghu atmosphere. If Zhao Wumian were here, he would definitely be attracted. Unfortunately, he is not here, but it still attracted many people to come and see.

Guan Yunshu covered her face, so they just thought she was a woman who performed for a living and did not suspect anything.

There are many ways to conceal your identity and use it as a means of surveillance. As the saying goes, the great hide in the city, the small hide in the wild... it's disguise.

If Huanzhen Pavilion really wanted to come here, would they not come just because there was a performing artist nearby?
So there is nothing noticeable or inconspicuous.

Snow Owl squinted his eyes and stood on the treetop under an oil-paper umbrella to avoid the rain.

Guan Yunshu looked through the curtains and rain, looking at the magnificent Shen Mansion with a dim gaze.

There was no one here at the moment, so her thoughts naturally drifted to Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian was in the Shen Mansion at the moment, while she was performing in disguise on the street.

Zhao Wumian is the Marquis of Dali Weiming and a popular figure around Luo Chaoyan. He has a bright future and will also live in such a magnificent house. But what about himself?

A monk will not devote himself to the secular world, but will travel around the world, experience the world, and then return to the temple to become a nun who eats vegetarian food and chants Buddhist scriptures.

This is what is meant by "one court, one world".

Guan Yunshu didn't think there was anything wrong with this. Zhao Wumian had paid so much, he couldn't just be a wanderer from a border town wandering around the world after everything was done.

As a nun, it is impossible for her to always stay by Zhao Wumian's side.

It is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes.

Guan Yunshu closed her beautiful eyes, but a thought arose in her mind.

Alas, if Luo Chaoyan is a heartless person, that’s not a bad thing... In this case, Zhao Wumian will be a wanderer.

Guan Yunshu played the flute for a long time, and some people gathered around him, including servants and maids, a carriage parked nearby, and some wanderers wearing straw raincoats and carrying swords.

Guan Yunshu looked around carefully but didn't see any suspicious people.

Until a wanderer holding an oil-paper umbrella appeared before her.

The face of the martial artist was ordinary, and at first glance he looked to be thirty years old. He had a nine-ring curled sword that was half a person's length on his back. His hands were covered with calluses, and the outline of the ligatured muscles was faintly visible on his arms wrapped in sleeves. His right hand holding an umbrella did not move at all. He must have been a fierce swordsman, but as a swordsman, he should have been aggressive, but he was restrained. If it were not for the nine-ring curled sword, no one would have been able to tell that he knew martial arts.

A swordsman in the martial arts world, a master of internal skills, who has cultivated both internal and external skills, is the most powerful martial artist among all the people present... He must be the master of swordsmanship.

Ning Zhongxia has been practicing in seclusion for five years, so the wanted order issued five years ago is probably useless. He can hide from the public with a little disguise. But according to Guan Yunshu, the weapon used by Wushan Knife is not a big knife like the Nine-Ring Scroll Knife, but a horizontal knife that is exactly the same as Zhao Wumian's.

The Wushan Sword has strange and mysterious sword techniques, as ethereal as clear water. If it is used with a broadsword, it will look weird and inappropriate, and not even 30% of its full power can be exerted.

Even Zhao Wumian's Wan Yue Xian, in order to switch smoothly with the sword technique, the horizontal sword is the most suitable and can best exert its original power... At the beginning, the Kunwu sword he used could be used barely with sword technique alone, but it certainly could not exert the power of the sword technique.

Learning the right martial arts requires using the right weapon, which is very particular. Only a martial arts genius like Guan Yunshu, who is proficient in swords, spears, and halberds, can use any weapon with ease. But she also knows that her talent is extremely rare in the world.

The Nine-ring Scroll Sword is a common weapon in martial arts world. Thirty percent of martial arts swordsmen use it, but not many people can master the skill of this sword.

Guan Yunshu recalled the sword masters he knew and had some guesses in his mind.

Qingliantian in Shu is one of the six major sects. The leader of Qingliantian is the contemporary sword master. However, as one of the six major sects, Qingliantian has always been both good and evil, which is related to the sword master's life.

Although the Sword Master was given the plaque of Sword Master, it was generally recognized in the martial arts world that the best sword was Xiao Yuanmu's Wan Yue Xian, or the Wu Shan Sword of the Pavilion Master of Huan Zhen Pavilion, and the Sword Master was at best ranked third. The reason why he was named Sword Master was purely because Xiao Yuanmu and the Pavilion Master of Huan Zhen Pavilion were evil.

The Sword Master naturally refused to accept the defeat, so he sought out the Pavilion Master of Huanzhen Pavilion and fought many battles with him... He was defeated over and over again, but he kept fighting.

Although the leader of Huanzhen Pavilion won every time, he never killed him. Perhaps he found it interesting, or he thought that having someone chasing him would be beneficial to his martial arts.

However, as the fight went on, the leader of Huanzhen Pavilion and Dao Kui became good friends. It was not uncommon for them to drink and chat happily after each fight... Being close to the leader of Huanzhen Pavilion, it was natural for him to act in a way that was both good and evil.

As for Xiao Yuanmu, Daokui couldn't find her at all.

Of course, this was all told to Guan Yunshu by Dong Wen. Monks do not tell lies, and Dong Wen is a martial arts master, so he must know a lot of secrets of the martial arts world, so this is probably true... Therefore, in Guan Yunshu's heart, Qingliantian and Huanzhen Pavilion, to some extent, can be equated.

But this alone was not enough to attract Guan Yunshu's attention...but this was the second time Guan Yunshu had seen him.

This person was walking around the Shen Mansion... What was he doing? Was he trying to scout out the terrain? Or was he trying to contact the Canghua Tower disciples in the Shen Mansion?

This person is definitely not Dao Kui, but he is also the master of Dao Kui's school. If she guessed correctly, his name should be Yangshedong... This surname is relatively rare, and it is the same surname as Dao Kui, so Guan Yunshu was impressed.

Yangshe Dong has no blood relationship with Daokui, but is Daokui's favorite disciple, so he was given the surname "Yangshe".

While Guan Yunshu was thinking, the swordsman also noticed her and turned his head to look at her.

Guan Yunshu's flute sounded faint, and there was nothing unusual.

The swordsman came to the crowd and looked at Guan Yunshu with a little confusion. He probably didn't expect that there would be people playing the flute to make a living in such a noble street.

He hugged his chest and stood still, seemingly listening to the flute, but in fact he was still paying attention to the Shen Mansion.

After listening to three songs, he sighed softly, looked back at the Shen Mansion, turned around and left.

Guan Yunshu looked at his back, narrowed his almond-shaped eyes slightly, and then gave Xue Xiao a cold look.

The Snow Owl was almost asleep, but was still frightened by the look in his eyes, and his feathers stood up, looking at him blankly.

Guan Yunshu glanced at Yangshedong, and Snow Owl understood what he meant and reluctantly flapped its wings and flew out.

But just after he caught up for a few steps, Yangshe Dong suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of Xuexiao... Xuexiao was so scared that his heart skipped a beat, but he reacted quickly, pretending nothing had happened, and flew silently towards the Shen Mansion.

"What a fat bird..." Yangshedong raised his eyebrows slightly, then shook his head, "But snowy owls are rare, so it must be a pet of some prince. We can't eat it."

In order to avoid his suspicion, Guan Yunshu did not put away the flute until he turned around and left Cuimu Street... This man could actually find Xue Xiao, but let him be found. She would follow him and Xue Xiao would go to inform Zhao Wumian.

Anyway, she couldn't get into the Shen Mansion, and didn't know what was going on inside. She didn't dare let the maid report the news for fear of alerting the enemy... It was just right for Xue Xiao to report the news.

As his thoughts turned, Guan Yunshu bowed slightly amid the praises of the people around him, indicating that he did not want the copper coins. He then raised his oil-paper umbrella, put away the jade flute, and went to follow Yangshe Dong.

Yangshedong went to the Shen Mansion again and again, and Daokui was close to the head of Huanzhen Pavilion... It must be a clue.

But if Yangshe Dong really had some plans, why would he walk around with his weapon so carefree... What kind of man in the martial arts world would be so careless?
Guan Yunshu felt that there might be something wrong... but if he didn't follow, he would lose the clue for nothing, and if he let Xue Xiao follow... he would probably just get shot down and stewed.

Due to a shortage of manpower, she had to keep up by herself.

In fact, it was true. Guan Yunshu’s guess was absolutely correct.

Yangshedong left Cuimu Street, walked through the streets and alleys, and came to a secluded courtyard. Wherever there are prosperous places in the capital, there are also desolate places.

The street was deserted and desolate, and the surrounding buildings were not very luxurious, and most of them were old. At first glance at the "old and dilapidated" buildings in the city, coupled with the early morning rain, I thought I had come to a small border town.

There were two other people in the yard.

One of them was wearing a white robe and holding an umbrella, sitting in the yard, but he had lit a stove under the umbrella and was adding firewood... It was weird. If he wanted to light a fire to keep warm, couldn't he go inside the house?
There was another person, who was standing outside the yard without an umbrella, looking up at the rain. He was holding a black sword. His hand was as white as lead and the sword was as black as the night. The raindrops hit his pale face, making him look a little sick.

Yangshedong came to the courtyard and sat down by the stove. He put his boots on the stove to dry off the moisture on his shoes and rubbed them gently with his palms. "It has been a long time since a maid came out of the Shen Mansion. I don't know who is the disciple of Canghua Tower. I wanted to send a secret letter, but I sensed that there are at least six masters. If I really go in, something bad will happen. If I continue to wander around, people will also notice something strange."

The white-robed scholar nodded slightly, "Our identities are too sensitive, so we asked you to go and take a look. This way, Guan Yunshu won't be suspicious and it will be easier for him to follow us."

Yang Shedong smiled slightly, "Guan Yunshu and Zhao Wumian killed Meng Juncai, and then left in a hurry after asking him something... What else could they ask? Meng Juncai only knew that we came to the capital, and that the disciples of Canghua Tower went to the Shen Mansion. I went to the Shen Mansion and took a leisurely walk around. Even if Guan Yunshu was suspicious, she had to follow me... If she didn't follow me, she would lose the clue."

But Yang Shedong was still a little unsure as he spoke, "There is a woman who plays the flute under the Shen family. The sound of the flute is indeed beautiful and her temperament is also quite good. I don't know if that person is Guan Yunshu... But Guan Yunshu is quite famous. No woman who can make a name for herself in the martial arts world can be underestimated. If she guesses that I am trying to lure her into the trap, will she follow me?"

When Guan Yunshu's name was mentioned, the pale swordsman opened his eyes and whispered, "You don't know Guan Yunshu... She and I have a blood feud. If she guessed that you had clues about me, she would come here no matter what, even if she knew this place was a trap."

The scholar in white robe smiled softly, raised his hands to warm himself by the fire, and said in a calm voice, "If he didn't have this indomitable spirit of a warrior, Guan Yunshu wouldn't have been able to reach such a realm."

Yang Shedong muttered, "To be determined and forge ahead does not mean to commit suicide. Maybe we are overthinking it."

"You're overthinking. We came to Beijing for another mission. I brought Guan Yunshu here just for my own selfish desires. If it succeeds, I'll be lucky. If it fails, it's my fate." Ning Zhongxia's face was calm, and he began to swing his sword silently.

Yangshedong glanced at him. Ever since Ning Zhongxia's family was uprooted by Guan Yunshu, he has been wielding his sword thousands of times every day... He would do anything for revenge.

This kind of hard work is indeed rare, but unfortunately, nine years ago, Ning Zhongxia was just a weak scholar who hoped to pass the imperial examination. He went to Beijing to take the exam and escaped. Later, he practiced magic skills in order to achieve quick success.

At that time, Lady Canghua told Zhao Wumian that it was difficult to communicate with the bridge of heaven and earth after practicing magic skills. In fact, this was a very euphemistic statement... After practicing magic skills, it was actually impossible to communicate with the bridge of heaven and earth, because the body was already full of holes and it was impossible to absorb the energy of heaven and earth.

There are pros and cons. You want to complete others' decades of martial arts accumulation in just a few years, and you also want to build a bridge between heaven and earth... What are you thinking?

Of course, it is not impossible... It is rumored that the nine bells obtained by collecting the four colored glaze jades can transform a person completely.

For this reason, Ning Zhongxia wiped out the entire Qingyuantai family for the sake of the Liuli Lamp... If he really wanted revenge, he would have done anything.

The Qingying Jade Clothes might be able to repair hidden injuries, but in the past hundred years, there has only been one person who dared to go to the palace to steal the Nine Bells, Zhao Wumian... and Zhao Wumian also took advantage of the good opportunity when the previous emperor passed away and there was an insider in the palace.

It is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Yangshedong used a wooden stick to lightly stir the firewood in the stove. He was speechless for a moment, then thought for a while and said, "What if Zhao Wumian also came with Guan Yunshu? He is too weird. Before the national capital incident, I had never heard of his name..."

"It's like an outsider who gets dragged into a street fight, but ends up killing people all over the street..." The white-robed scholar's voice was also a little nervous, and he added: "Now that he has been conferred a title and become a marquis, he can feel the nine bells in the palace at will. It is certain that he will be the martial arts champion."

Ning Zhongxia continued to swing his sword, saying, "Only one day has passed since the coronation ceremony. Even the spear champion Chen Qiyuan had to retreat for three full months to comprehend the Nine Bells before he broke through. How could he become the martial champion so quickly? As long as he is not the martial champion, he will have the strength to fight."

"He killed Master Guishou." Yangshedong retorted, "He should not be underestimated."

"I'm not underestimating you, but in the martial arts world, are you going to flee without a fight just by announcing your name?" Ning Zhongxia shook his head slightly, "If they really come, we have to fight. Besides, we have a chance of winning."

Yangshedong thought about it and agreed, so he said no more.

After a while, the scholar in white robe was the first to raise his eyes and glanced at the street, frowning slightly, "One person... Zhao Wumian didn't come."

"He's on his way even though he hasn't arrived yet, so let's end this quickly." Ning Zhongxia sheathed his sword and breathed a sigh of relief.

But the foul air he exhaled, intertwined with the rain, actually made a sizzling sound of green smoke.

The fire-attributed technique is extremely strong and masculine. I think what Lady Canghua said is true.

Guan Yunshu was walking alone on the street, holding an oil-paper umbrella, wearing a plain skirt, and holding a long sword at her waist.

There are some lanterns hanging here and there on the eaves on both sides of the street, which shows that there are people living here, but that's not bad either. This vague sense of the New Year makes the place even more dead silent.

When she came to this street, she lost Yangshedong.

The rain was falling and the sky was slightly dark. Raindrops landed on the umbrella and then slid down the ribs to the ground. The crackling sound of the falling rain was incessant in his ears, which obviously interfered with Guan Yunshu's perception.

But no matter how much interference there is, it is impossible for someone to reach a distance of forty steps without being noticed.

She frowned slightly, turned her head to look at the alley beside her, then was silent for a moment, and looked at the street in front of her.

The alley was quiet and the street was deserted. Apart from the sound of rain, there was not even the sound of footsteps. At first glance, it seemed as if Guan Yunshu was the only one left in the world.

Guan Yunshu did not speak, nor did he take any action. He just stood there silently. Not long after, a figure slowly walked out from the rain at the corner of the street.

Ning Zhongxia, Yangshe Dong, and the white-robed scholar did not hold umbrellas. The three of them appeared in the rain with expressionless faces, but there was still no sound of footsteps.

Obviously, these three people are all masters of Qinggong...but when their strength reaches the level of a grandmaster, Qinggong is just a basic skill.

Guan Yunshu's pretty face was calm, without any emotional ups and downs, which made the three people present look at her with higher regard.

Yang Shedong's tone was slightly surprised, "You don't look surprised at all."

"Before coming to this street, I followed you with ease. When we got here, you suddenly disappeared... It must be an ambush." ​​Guan Yunshu shook his head lightly, then looked at the swordsman in front of him and smiled coldly: "Ning Zhongxia... If I escape, how can I have the chance to kill you?"

When the Ning family killed Dong Zhen, if Guan Yunshu had not been hiding on the boat, she would have been killed as well. A year later, she killed the entire Ning family, but missed Ning Zhongxia who was going to Beijing to take the imperial examination. Now, nearly ten years have passed, and Ning Zhongxia has designed an ambush on Guan Yunshu... It's all because of the word "revenge".

Ning Zhongxia stood in the rain with a sword hanging across his waist. His palm rested on the hilt. Raindrops fell on his arm, slid to the hilt, and then flowed down the scabbard, forming a thin column of water.

He said calmly: "Zhao Wumian must be on his way here. He wanted to fight you one-on-one, but it's better to win unfairly than to let you escape now..."

Ning Zhongxia took a deep breath and said, "I have waited for this day for too long. You have been staying in Xiaoxitian and rarely stepped into the world. Now you have come to the capital and stayed there for a long time, which gave me the opportunity."

The scholar in white robe smiled slightly, "You like to cooperate with Zhao Wumian? Could it be that the nun is in love and wants to get married? If so, it is also an interesting story in the martial arts world... It is indeed interesting that a disciple of Xiao Xitian Zhenchuan is in love, but I support it. After all, people live in this life, why should there be so many unnecessary constraints?"

Guan Yunshu was speechless.

There is nothing much to say. We are just people of the underworld. Since we have already set up an ambush and surrounded you, it is natural that we will not show mercy.

Ning Zhongxia wanted to kill her, so why didn't she want to kill Ning Zhongxia too?
If she had run away immediately when she saw the situation was not good, and then wanted to kill Ning Zhongxia, she didn't know how long she would have to wait.

The four men were speechless, all of them were rare masters in the martial arts world, and none of them took action rashly. They were all waiting for the opportunity.

Raindrops fell, and the sound of raindrops hitting the ground echoed one after another in the dead silent street. The four people seemed to have lost even the sound of breathing, and for a moment the atmosphere was filled with solemn and cold silence.

In the end, it was Yangshe Dong, who was relatively weaker, who couldn't hold back first. After all, although the street was quiet and deserted, there were still pedestrians. If his identity was exposed and the world knew that Qing Liantian had an affair with the Huanzhen Pavilion, it would only bring shame to Daokui... Although most of the strong men in the world knew the relationship between Daokui and the master of the Huanzhen Pavilion, they couldn't say it openly after all.

So he suddenly drew out the nine-ring sword from his waist and stomped his feet on the ground.

Snapped----

There was a loud bang in the rain, and Yangshedong's burly figure smashed the rain curtain in an instant. He held the hilt of the knife tightly with both hands, spun three circles, and the blade drew three connected circular water lines in the rain. The iron ring of the blade made a ping-pong sound. At first glance, it seemed as if Yangshedong was rushed forward by the inertia of the knife, but his lower body was extremely stable and his speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, the blade crossed a distance of forty steps and came to Guan Yunshu's side.

The sword technique used by Yangshe Dong is called The Road to Shu is Difficult, and it is also the sword master's own creation of martial arts. However, the road to Shu is dangerous, high, and steep... Yangshe Dong only learned the 'steep' aspect, so he would use such a heavy sword, which focuses on 'using force to break cleverness, and great cleverness does not require effort'.

The Nine-ring Scroll Sword in his hand alone weighed over a hundred pounds, and it was not something that ordinary people could wield. He spun three times like this to gain leverage. Looking at Yunshu's small body, how could he take it?

Therefore, she would definitely avoid the attack.

Therefore, Yangshedong only played the role of "forcing a move and feinting".

The white-robed scholar was holding a pitch-black spear, nearly nine feet long. He shook the spear without hesitation, and the spear shaft trembled continuously, creating a hole in the rain. Then the spear tip swept forward, blocking Guan Yunshu's retreat route.

Ning Zhongxia, the strongest among the three, frowned. Seeing that Guan Yunshu's expression remained unchanged, he was very alert. However, he did not attack immediately, but looked at Guan Yunshu silently, observing her every move.

The three of them worked together seamlessly, and it was obviously not their first time working together.

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PS: I had something to do today, so I didn’t start writing until 6000pm. Alas, I can only write words. I will write more tomorrow.

If you have any problems with the plot, or feel it's too watery or something else, just mention it. After writing the second volume, although I received a lot of criticism, I feel like I gained a lot.

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