Beichen Sword Sect's Headmaster's Secret Records

Chapter 12: Farm Guards
"Hey! How dare you spy on the Zhuguo Mansion!"

With a roar, the servant of the Shi family threw down his broom and jumped up, leaping three feet high, climbing over the wall and jumping out of the house, stepping diagonally on the cracks between the tiles of the wall, and rushing out like a giant gecko.

"..."

Tiedan couldn't have imagined that he would be discovered as soon as he leaned over the wall and stuck his head out.

As expected of a noble family, with a large gate and a strong fortress, even a street sweeper possesses peerless martial arts skills...

Seeing a martial arts expert jumping out and chasing him with the light agility of a gecko climbing a wall, Tiedan turned around and ran without saying a word.

"Stop, little thief!"

The gecko servant was really bored and had nothing to do. He guarded the house and swept the floor all day long. Now, a bad guy finally came to spy on the inner courtyard.

Haha! I finally got the chance to show off my abilities. I got the thief's head and can now show off in front of the master!
"stop!!"

The servant immediately put all his strength into chasing after him. He saw the figure of the young thief in green from a distance and swished the dark spear in his hand towards the back of the thief's head, intending to smash his brains out.

Tiedan didn't even look back. He just held the string of gold coins in his palm, listening attentively to the sound of the hidden darts whistling past. From time to time, he would flick the gold coins, controlling them with Qi, and smashing the flying stones and hidden darts into pieces with a clanging sound. It was just the right time to practice martial arts.

"Humph! You little thief is so good at using hidden weapons! You don't even know how to shout! Who hired you to plot against my master?"

The guard chased for a while and fired more than ten darts but still didn't gain any advantage. He was shocked and his mind was not so hot anymore.

After all, seeing this thief not even turning his head, he was able to identify the position by sound and fight against the darts. Moreover, his finger strength was so strong that he could even break the darts with money. I'm afraid he has superior internal strength.

Seeing that the man looked like a child, it was unclear whether he was a crazy dwarf or a master who could shrink his bones, or even a demon. He immediately calmed down, stopped, and planned to talk to him.

When Tiedan saw that he was no longer chasing or throwing darts, he didn't say any more. He suddenly turned around, took a look at the servant, and threw two coins at him.

The security guard saw the other person turn around suddenly, and saw that it was an ordinary kid with some yellow paper plaster on his face. His face could not be seen clearly. He couldn't figure out who this person was.

Suddenly, he saw a golden light flashing when the other party threw something in his hand. He was startled and shouted "Wait a minute", and then he pulled out a pair of short iron rods to protect his body.

However, it was still a beat too late. In an instant, the pair of gold coins had hit his face, and suddenly broke apart, bypassing the protection of the guard's forearm, and hit from the flanks, like a pair of scissors, passing over the neck from both sides, and with a cut of golden light, it severed the servant's carotid artery.

"what--!"

The guard also had experience in the underworld. When he felt a chill on his neck, he knew that something was wrong. He immediately gathered his strength and roared, shocking half of the city. Then he covered his neck skillfully, leaned back on the ground, and kicked his legs to stop moving.

Tiedan was also stunned and had to admit that he was tricked by this old man.

The blade of the gold coin dart was not sharp enough to begin with. It could only cut a finger or scrape the skin, but it could not chop off a head. It was not a fatal injury. He was going to turn around and chase after the attacker to give him another blow with the sword.

But now that the other party had roared so loudly, the people around would definitely come to rescue him. Who knows what other tricks the servant might have, and it would be too late for him to turn around and kill him.

So Tiedan made a prompt decision, braked, dodged into the alley, dodged left and right across the street, found a big locust tree to climb up, and hid on the branch silently to watch.

It was already late at this time. Listening to the sound of gongs and drums that spread throughout the city, Tiedan saw from afar groups of yamen runners, constables, servants and thugs holding lanterns, circling the city, jumping wildly on the streets and roofs, trying to catch the bandit who had sneaked into the city and planned to assassinate the captain.

They are not the armored defenders, but the bloodthirsty gangsters, the henchmen raised by the aristocratic families.

In a sense, people in the Jianghu can also be considered as Qi cultivators, or so-called martial artists.

They can also breathe in and out to practice Qi, but they do not cultivate innate true Qi. Instead, they infuse it with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to train and strengthen their muscles, bones, and flesh. In particular, the "Gangquan Boxing Manual" that is widely circulated in the martial arts world is a body-building exercise that was used by the Immortal Lord of the Demon Palace to train the heavenly soldiers and immortal generals. The various fist, kick and palm techniques of various sects today are all derived from this basic physical technique.

It's just that body-building exercises like "Gang Quan" also have their limits. They can only make people become muscular as hard as iron and steel. At most, they can reach the level of a martial emperor like the Immortal Lord, with his feet on mountains and rivers and his fists breaking the void. However, it does not have any miraculous effects like prolonging life or ascending to heaven.

Of course, people from the lower classes were inferior to the noble families in terms of qualifications, family background, luck, financial resources, and various opportunities. So they did not expect to live forever and become immortals like the noble families.

What the lower class people wanted was nothing more than to learn literary and martial arts, sell themselves to the emperor, be recruited and employed, and eat the emperor's food. Even worse, they could be granted a title of nobility and appointed as a general, which would bring honor to their family and make them successful.

Therefore, when they heard that some bad guys had sneaked into the city and tried to do something bad to the noble family, all the gangsters in the city would move in, like sharks smelling blood, trying to seize this opportunity to gain the favor of the noble family.

"There are thieves sneaking into the city and spying on Zhuguo Mansion!"

"How dare an assassin murder the captain!" "It is said that it is a man in green clothes with a sword! Catch him and don't care if he lives or dies! Cut him into pieces!"

"Butler Shi said! Whoever captures the bandit leader will be rewarded with 100 strings of cash and a set of martial arts techniques!"

"Opportunity! Get out of the way! This is my opportunity!"

"..."

Well, Tiedan is also familiar with this routine. After all, when he was trained as a dog, he was also developing in the direction of this kind of deadly minion.

So in fact, he also practiced physical training. Of course, it was not the proper "Gang Fist", but a secret technique modified by the aristocratic families, called "Dog-shaped Fist", a special physical training technique specifically for training human dogs. It taught you how to lie on the ground and exert the strength of a wolfhound, which can greatly increase your explosive power in a short period of time.

If not for this, with his underage physical fitness, he would not have been able to overcome any of the disasters he had faced earlier.

In short, Tiedan is used to the tricks of the people in the martial arts world. After practicing Qi cultivation, sword fighting and martial arts for the past few months, he naturally knows his current weight.

Can't beat it.

Humans are different from animals. They will not fight you with bare hands and claws. They may use swords, spears, sticks, swords, bows, crossbows, hidden weapons, lime and poison.

Moreover, warriors who practiced the Gangquan were not necessarily inferior to tigers and leopards. According to the common practice of the Shuofang army, warriors who were familiar with swords and horses could use the power of the eighth or ninth level of the Gangquan to pull back ten horses and tear tigers and wolves apart with bare hands. If it was a martial god who practiced the forty-level Gangquan, he would probably kill a dragon with just one punch.

So if it's a one-on-one fight, Tiedan is not afraid because he relies on his pure sword energy, but if it's one against many, his small body can't withstand a single blow.

Tiedan had seen many miserable situations of trapped animals that fell into traps and were hunted by many people, so he would naturally never fall into a dead end.

We must strike first.

So Tiedan took off his green robe, wrapped his iron sword, hid it in a tree, and only wore a single layer of clothes. He went down to the ground and rolled in the mud, turning himself into a black ball. Then he bent his waist and tightened his stomach, and flew into the alley.

Using the skills he had acquired from hunting on the grasslands over the years, Tiedan sneaked in the dark, following a group of yamen runners silently from behind, holding his breath and hiding in the shadows where the lanterns could not reach. He waited for the group to reach a crossroads, turn a corner, and disappear on the street one after another. Suddenly, he used his sword energy and poked with his sword finger! A sword thrust out!
The last runner was caught off guard before he could even turn the corner. He was pierced through the throat by a sword! He spat out a mouthful of blood, and Tiedan pounced on him again. He poked his temple with his index and middle fingers! His skull was immediately broken and he fell to the ground and died!
Tiedan stepped back quickly, supported the officer, snatched the lantern from his hand, tore off his badge, took off his black hat, and pushed the body into the gutter by the roadside without making any sound. Then, without any delay, he stood up, straightened his back, turned around and left.

Turning several corners with a lantern, I could hear the whistling of wind and the clattering of tiles. Those were the footsteps of martial arts masters, exhaling, stepping on bricks and tiles, and running on the eaves and roofs with low voices.

These people were standing high up and seeing far, so they naturally noticed Tiedan coming towards them in the alley. However, it was getting dark and it was pitch dark. Seeing him wearing a black hat and holding a government lantern, they just thought he was a short official. No one jumped down to check him out carefully.

So Tiedan also swaggered all the way back to the Shi family residence and wandered back to the two pillars.

At this time, the house was robbed and the tightly closed door was opened. The captain's personal soldiers, fully armed, were lined up in front of the door, like two rows of door gods. The servants also drew their bows and crossbows, climbed up the tower in the outer courtyard, held torches and looked around to prevent thieves.

However, this little scene couldn't scare Tiedan, who grew up in a military town.

He held a lantern and faced the gazes of his generals. He ignored the bows and crossbows above his head and walked forward slowly. Without the other party saying anything, he raised the badge in his hand.

"Captain Hu sent me."

"Captain Hu?" "The new one?" "It's him. Isn't he preparing a banquet at Xinghuaju today?" "I heard he is the adopted son of Eunuch Lin." "Eunuch..."

The family generals and soldiers were puzzled, but they did not dare to offend such a popular person. He frowned and looked at Tiedan again. Seeing that he was covered in mud, he also said with disdain,
"Why is it so dirty?"

Tiedan had no expression on his face.

"A group of people rushed towards me, shouting 'Catch the thief', and knocked me into the ditch."

The family guards looked at each other in bewilderment, but seeing that the boy had no expression on his face and was full of confidence, they casually called over a servant.
"He said Captain Hu sent him. Take him to see the Second Steward."

Tiedan had no expression on his face.

"Please bring me a basin of water to wash it, so as not to dirty your blanket."

The servant was speechless and could only say,

"Come with me to the side yard."

(End of this chapter)