I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 149: Being beaten up by Chen Zhian for no reason

In Xuantianjing, when it comes to the art of playing the zither and the se, the most famous restaurant should be the Qinse Tower.

This pavilion is located on the edge of the west city. You can see the beautiful scenery of Xiuba Mountain when you look up. Outside the pavilion is a large woodland. From time to time, you can hear birds singing or the wind rustling through the woods, which is quite pleasant.

The Qinse Building is three stories high. The vermilion lacquered pillars are engraved with delicate patterns, and the spacious and bright lobby is always packed with people.

There are fewer people on the second and third floors.

Chu Xiubai took the healing pill with tea and sat at the same table with Si Chiqiong, the son of Si family's murderer Fohou.

This is the third floor of Qinse Building. The sound of zither can be heard from a woman in a moon-white silk dress in the center of the third floor. She sits in front of a carved nanmu table and plays the zither. The sound is sometimes clear and crisp like pearls falling on a jade plate, and sometimes melodious like the breeze in the forest, which is extremely beautiful.

"What do you think, Master Si? Instead of sitting here fishing every day, why not join me and become a captain?

Although I only have 5,000 soldiers under my command, they are all brave and valiant. They are responsible for guarding the 300-li area around the capital. Not only do they have a lot of free time, but if they make achievements, you gentlemen will also see them. It's not like the bitter and cold frontier areas, where even if they vomit blood from exhaustion, it won't be reported to Xuantianjing."

Chu Xiubai spoke a series of words, paused several times, and his face was still pale.

Si Chiqiong naturally knew the reason why Chu Xiubai from the South China Sea was so weak.

The four-man duel at the north gate of Xuantianjing had already spread throughout Xuantianjing. How could the fact that General Pingchuan, Chu Xiubai, lost to Chen Zhian and was even injured as a result be hidden from the young masters and ladies of Xuantianjing?

However, Si Chiqiong didn't know that Chu Xiubai was injured so seriously, and he became more and more curious about Chen Zhian.

"It's incredible that Chen Zhian has entered the innate realm so quickly." Si Chiqiong sighed in his heart, but personally poured tea for Chu Xiubai.

"Chi Qiong naturally understands Mr. Chu's good intentions, but I have always been lazy. I only want to go fishing, eat the local specialties of Dayu, and listen to the music of the zither every day.

As for joining the army as a lieutenant and making some achievements... that would be great, but I can't stand the hardships of the army."

When he said this, he glanced at Chu Xiubai again and said, "I joined the army as a lieutenant, but I am not a fifth-rank general like Mr. Chu. I can't stay in Xuantianjing all day."

Chu Xiubai sighed, shook his head and said, "I admire General Rongtian very much. I have visited his mansion many times, but I have never met the Marquis. So I thought it would be a great thing if I could be a fellow soldier with Master Si.

But I never thought that Master Si had no interest in joining the army."

Si Chiqiong took a sip of tea, but did not mention the matter again. Instead, he asked, "Mr. Chu, have you heard about it? Something happened to Chen Zhian in the yard on Fusang Street last night.

Zhao Qiongshan from the Zhao family of Ying County suddenly went to the imperial city and wanted to kill Chen Zhian. "

Chu Xiubai's expression changed, and his eyes instantly became somewhat gloomy: "It's a pity that Zhao Qiongshan didn't succeed. It seems that there is a sword cultivator hiding in Chen Zhian's courtyard. He killed Zhao Qiongshan with one sword."

Si Chiqiong sighed: "Chen Zhian is lucky. He has been assassinated several times but failed.

There always seems to be extraordinary strong people around him, such as the young sword master of Old Sword Mountain and the person last night. "

Si Chiqiong sighed, but there seemed to be something hidden in her eyes, and she smiled and said, "Chen Zhian is so bold, after he came to Xuantianjing, Li Fushu of the Li family, my third cousin, and even... you, Master Chu, all suffered at his hands.

Even though he seemed to be willing to hold the seal, no one could stop him. It was really strange. "

"It's just that no one looks at him straight in the eye." Chu Xiubai sneered, "The elders of the aristocratic families are bound by rules, and they think it's a bit embarrassing to take action against a junior.

Princess Yuxia, Lu Haihui, Xie You and others have already set their sights on Chen Zhian, but Master Si doesn’t need to worry.”

Si Chiqiong shook his head with a smile on his face: "I think Chen Zhian is an interesting person. If he were alive, Xuantianjing would be more interesting."

"If he wants to hold the seal, it doesn't mean he can live just because he wants to." Chu Xiubai spoke slowly.

At this moment, there was a sound on the stairs, as if someone was going upstairs.

Chu Xiubai frowned: "Didn't I tell the shopkeeper in the building not to let anyone come up to disturb us..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw someone walking up the corner of the stairs.

The man was wearing a long black robe, he was tall and handsome, his eyes swept over the two of them.

When Si Chiqiong saw the person coming, he was obviously a little surprised.

Chu Xiubai's expression gradually became gloomy.

"Chen Zhian."

Chu Xiubai asked, "I heard that your courtyard was destroyed? Why did you come to West City instead of spending money to repair it?"

A smile appeared on Chen Zhian's face, and he took a step forward and walked straight towards Chu Xiubai and Si Chiqiong.

He walked to this private room and sat on the other side of the table, facing Chu Xiubai.

"Mr. Chu, just as you came to find me on purpose that day, I also came to find you on purpose today."

Chen Zhian said, "The reason is simple. I got up to ask Master Chu, was Zhao Qiongshan from the Zhao family in Ying County sent by you to kill me yesterday?"

Si Chiqiong did not expect Chen Zhian to be so straightforward, and there was a hint of surprise on her face.

Chu Xiubai was also a little surprised, but Xuanji's eyes were filled with a bit of amusement: "Chen Zhian, you came here just to ask this? If I say it was me, what do you want?"

Chen Zhian took the cup and poured himself some tea: "If it was Mr. Chu, Chen Zhian would have no choice but to offend him today.

When Chen Zhian was cultivating, he emphasized on having a clear mind. It would have been fine if his cultivation was weak, but now that I have made great progress in cultivation, I cannot stand any grievance.

My house collapsed, and the person who caused it must pay a price."

"Price?" Chu Xiubai and Si Chiqiong both looked very strange. After a few breaths, Chu Xiubai sighed and asked, "Chen Zhian, since the first time I met you, I couldn't figure you out."

"In theory, you are of low birth and a commoner, so even if you enter the Imperial Household Department, you will only be a painter.

Even with such an identity, you still seem to have great courage. I really want to ask you, where does your courage come from? Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Who isn't afraid of death?" Chen Zhian showed his white teeth, "It's just that since I came into contact with you noble young men, I understand one thing more and more.

The more ordinary people are afraid of you, the more they will be looked down upon and threatened by you.

If I keep a low profile, you will have many dirty tricks to use against me.

If I kneel down in front of you and wag my tail to beg for mercy, I am afraid you will not let me go either, but will become even more excited.

Because of this, I thought I might as well be like you guys from noble families, be a little more domineering, and scare you evil spirits away, so that I won’t be ordered around and insulted at will on a daily basis.”

Chen Zhian's eyes became brighter as he spoke: "For example, now, I beat Li Fushu twice, took away Si Hougui's Dou Ji, and even Master Chu suffered at my hands.

So when I came here today, I could easily step into the third floor reserved by Mr. Chu, sit opposite Mr. Chu, and even drink Mr. Chu's good tea at will.

If I had always been timid, I would have to endure the cold stares of the Li family today. "

Si Chiqiong seemed to think that what Chen Zhian said made a lot of sense, and even nodded slightly.

Chu Xiubai glanced at Si Chiqiong, then at Chen Zhian, with a wider smile on his face: "I have to admit that you are indeed very talented. Compared to many children from aristocratic families, you are a true genius.

With such talent and physique, in fact, if you just find a large family, you can obtain enormous wealth and inexhaustible resources for cultivation. In the future, you will have innate energy, Taoist energy, heavenly elixir, and heavenly skills and supernatural powers.

With the support of the noble family, perhaps you will also have the hope of completing the Jade Palace and building the Heavenly Palace."

"But you...just want to die."

Chu Xiubai's tone suddenly turned cold: "Do you think that with Prime Minister Song behind you, you can successfully get the Lu Wujian? There are too many powerful people from the aristocratic families, and some of them are willing to die.

When their eyes fall on you, just one look at you, you will be scared to death.

The assassination like yesterday was just a warning to let you know that Lu Wujian belongs to a noble family and is not something you can get your hands on."

Chen Zhian raised his eyebrows, but did not continue the topic. He just asked Chu Xiubai: "So, Mr. Chu, was the assassination last night arranged by you?"

Chu Xiubai licked his lips, turned his head, and stared at Chen Zhian: "It's me... so what?"

His eyes were burning, as if he had seen some excellent prey, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Si Chiqiong saw that the two were on the verge of a fight and was about to say some polite words.

Chen Zhian put down the teacup in his hand and said softly, "I remember that the Grand Commander of Nanhai is not in Xuantianjing. The Chu family's wealth is also prosperous in Nanhai. In Xuantianjing, except for Master Chu, there are only a few retainers."

Chu Xiubai said: "This is the heritage of the aristocratic family. Even if you are a peerless cultivation genius, if you want to surpass my disciples, I'm afraid you still need a long period of cultivation..."

"is it?"

Chen Zhian suddenly reached out and a long sword appeared in his hand. The long sword was pitch black, and the sheath was shining. It was Si Hougui's Douji long sword.

When he took out the long sword, suddenly two extremely fierce auras appeared on the third floor and completely locked Chen Zhian's every move.

The energy was extremely cold, as if a storm carrying heavy snow was howling on the third floor.

The woman in the moon-colored robe who was originally playing the piano suddenly began to tremble and could no longer play.

"Chen Zhian, you shouldn't have come to West City today." Chu Xiubai sat on the futon, his brocade clothes fluttering. "These past few days, I have been waiting for an opportunity to let you taste the healing pills."

Si Chiqiong said nothing from beginning to end, but had a smile on his face, as if he was watching a good show.

Chen Zhian shook his head and placed one hand on the hilt of the Dou Ji sword, but he did not draw the sword from its sheath.

The air around him suddenly became tighter, the temperature dropped drastically, and a chilling chill spread out.

At this moment, Chu Xiubai gently waved his hand, with a playful smile clearly visible on the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to see what Chen Zhian was going to do.

"The Douji Long Sword is a nine-thousand-pound forged precious sword, but it is not very heavy. Including the scabbard, it only weighs twenty-six kilograms."

Chen Zhian held the long sword in his hand and said, "But a 26-jin long sword, in my hand, is actually quite powerful."

He stood up slowly as he spoke.

Chu Xiubai stood still, seemed to find it funny, and shook his head slightly.

Just at this moment, Chen Zhian suddenly raised the sheathed long sword in his hand and smashed it down hard.

Chu Xiubai's expression remained unchanged and he continued drinking tea.

The energy around him suddenly transformed into two divine powers.

On the third floor, the terrifying true energy came, and the invisible breath spread, making a whistling sound.

A magical power of unimaginable power burst out of nowhere, turning into flames and falling towards Chen Zhian.

The flames were so intense that they seemed to burn everything.

Outside the restaurant, another person rose up like a dragon and landed outside the window. A fierce aura brewed in his hands, which turned into fist intent, locking Chen Zhian's whereabouts.

"You are so brave to attack me here..."

This thought flashed through Chu Xiubai's mind, but... the thought had not yet been fully resolved.

A very subtle sound was heard.

It's just a small "sneer"!
In a moment, an astonishing scene happened. The terrifying true energy and scorching flames that were about to fall on Chen Zhian suddenly dissipated.

A silver needle as thin as an ox hair flew out from it, and in an instant it pierced straight out and hung between the eyebrows of the Chu family's guest outside the window.

"It's a monk from Yuque Tianmen!"

"A first-grade spiritual treasure!"

The spiritual energy of the two guests fell into it, roaring in Chu Xiubai's ears.

However, the scabbard in Chen Zhian's hand had already smashed down with astonishing force.

It seemed that Chen Zhian had not put too much true energy into the scabbard.

But for some reason, when the scabbard fell on Chu Xiubai's arm, the spiritual treasure on Chu Xiubai's body was immediately activated.

And the silver needle suddenly flashed again, and the spiritual treasure light on Chu Xiubai's body, and even the true energy he had just condensed, were pierced in an instant, and then shattered!
Click!

Chen Zhian's scabbard fell firmly on Chu Xiubai's right arm. With a crisp sound, Chu Xiubai's right arm was broken instantly.

The young man in silver clothes felt pain, his expression was distorted, and he was yelling something.

Chen Zhian stepped forward and kicked him out of the window.

The young man from Sunan Prefecture followed closely behind, holding a scabbard in his hand, and jumped down from the third floor. The long sword in his hand hit Chu Xiubai's ribs again.

"Master Chu sent someone to kill me. It would be rude if I didn't return the favor."

As he spoke softly, the scabbard fell on Chu Xiubai like a violent storm.

Chu Xiubai was so angry at first that blood seemed to be gushing out of his eyes.

But Chen Zhian kicked Chu Xiubai a few more times, and as the sound of Chu Xiubai's bones broke was heard, there was finally some fear in Chu Xiubai's eyes.

"Chen Zhian, I just wanted to irritate you. I didn't send Zhao Qiongshan!"

"Hmm?" Chen Zhian took away the long knife.

Chu Xiubai just breathed a sigh of relief when the long sword fell again: "Mr. Chu wanted to irritate me, and he succeeded."

……

On the third floor of Qinse Building, Si Chiqiong also went downstairs and stood not far away, squinting his eyes and watching this wonderful show with a smile on his face.

After dozens of breaths, Chu Xiubai was already dying.

Si Chiqiong then clapped his hands, rushed over and said, "Why are you two going to this point..."

Before he finished his words, Chen Zhian suddenly turned around, and an extremely strong aura burst out from him. The terrifying breath was overwhelming, bringing with it a strong wind, and then landed on Chen Zhian's palm.

Si Chiqiong had never thought that Chen Zhian would attack him for no reason. Even in a split second, he had already gathered his true energy to block Chen Zhian's palm.

But Chen Zhian's innate true essence was too heavy, and his speed was as fast as lightning. He easily smashed Si Chiqiong's innate true essence...

Snapped!
The slap landed hard on Si Chiqiong's face.

This powerful palm strike sent Si Chiqiong flying.

Chen Zhian withdrew his hand and let out a long sigh.

"Mr. Si, do you remember what I said to you when we met in North City?"

Si Chiqiong's hair was disheveled and he was covered in dust. He sat up from the ground, opened his mouth and spat out two teeth.

"Remember, you said you were going to knock out a few of my teeth."

"But can't you let me prepare a little before fighting?"

Chen Zhian kicked the dying Chu Xiubai to a place and felt his thoughts become clear and his blood flow smoothly. He didn't even look at the two of them and turned away.

Si Chiqiong stood up and walked to Chu Xiubai's side.

"Mr. Chu, did you send anyone to kill Chen Zhian?"

The intense pain made Chu Xiubai speechless and he could only whisper.

Si Chiqiong sighed.

"Since you didn't send them, just tell the truth. You insisted on being stubborn. Now you and I have been beaten up by Chen Zhian for no reason."

Fire seemed to be spewing from Chu Xiubai's eyes, and the strong murderous intent almost turned into substance.

Si Chiqiong shook his head: "If you want to kill him, don't do it lightly, otherwise he will come to his senses and you will be beaten again."

He gave Chu Xiubai a piece of advice, then turned around and looked at Chen Zhian who was walking away.

Chen Zhian has a broad back and firm steps.

Si Chiqiong rubbed his face, but there was not much anger in his eyes. Instead, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Yes... Such a young man should be of some importance to Jiu Yue, but I wonder if my general father can suppress the rapidly rising Chen Zhian?"

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