Minglong

Chapter 92: Fate, indescribable...

The moon rose above the branches, and Luojing once again turned into an endless sea of ​​lights.

Above the scattered buildings, Han Jingchuan, dressed in night clothes and holding a sword in his hand, walked quickly and quietly in the dark shadow of the roof.

Captain Lu Qian and two followers, dressed similarly, followed beside him and whispered:

"Hurry up. Xie Jinhuan's old injuries haven't healed yet. I just saw him go to the Peony Room to recuperate. He returned his weapon to his mistress. He's definitely not on guard, and no one's disturbing him in the room..."

Han Jingchuan wanted to follow Lord Li's instructions, but the current opportunity was too perfect. He looked towards the five-story golden building in the distance and solemnly instructed as he walked forward:

"Assassinate them whenever possible, don't make a big noise. If you can't kill them in three moves, flee immediately. Don't linger in the fight, and don't reveal your identity..."

"Yes."

"Lu Qian, take care of the traces..."

"Don't worry, Master Han. As long as the task is accomplished, I will release the bloody evil spirit energy. Wang Chuan and his men are patrolling nearby and will come over to take over the case as soon as possible. Master will rush over in time..."

As they were conversing, Han Jingchuan, the leader, seemed to notice something swaying from the rooftop far away...

?

Han Jingchuan immediately raised his hand and lowered his body to observe the distance, but he didn't find anything unusual. After thinking about it, he continued to move forward...

At the same time, half a mile away.

Xie Jinhuan picked up straw raincoats in the East Alley and straw hats in the West Alley. Less than halfway through the street, he became a street warrior wearing a straw hat, and the only thing missing was a weapon in his hand.

The Red Scale Guards are not equipped with armor, but the Captains must have built-in protective gear. It is not appropriate to pick up a hatchet or a kitchen knife. The best weapon is a heavy armor-piercing weapon!

Xie Jinhuan searched everywhere and finally found an octagonal hammer in the corner of a house.

The hammer should be used to hit the steel chisel. The handle is four feet long and made of white wax!

The hammer head weighs sixteen pounds. Although it is relatively rough, this thing obviously does not need to be too delicate. As long as it can hit the target, it is more violent than the Tiangang Mace!

Seeing this, Xie Jinhuan leaped into the courtyard, but while still in mid-air, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that something seemed to be unusual on a house a mile away.

Call ~
In order to avoid being discovered by unrelated personnel, Xie Jinhuan landed and hid in the dark. After picking up the hammer, he quietly peeked out from the roof, but did not find any suspicious figures.

?

Xie Jinhuan frowned secretly. Although he no longer had the ghost wife as a radar, he had just picked up a magic weapon yesterday. He immediately took out the Huanglin Seal, infused it with qi, and surveyed the surroundings.

But his pupils flashed with light, and some spots of light appeared on the dim ground. There was no particularly valuable material within a hundred feet.

Xie Jinhuan waited a moment, making sure no one had entered the security area, then shook his hammer and quietly headed towards Changle Street...
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There was endless singing and dancing in the Golden Building, and the crowd was rejoicing, unaware of the murderous intent lurking beneath the calm surface of the water!
Han Jingchuan, along with three of his men, silently reached the back of the Golden Building. Although there were several guards in the Golden Building, they were obviously unable to defend against the Chilin Guards.

After making sure there was no risk, the four of them crouched down and moved forward along the second floor. Under the guidance of Lu Qian, they groped their way to a window.

Han Jingchuan was the most skilled in martial arts, so he suppressed all his breath halfway and listened outside the wall. He didn't find any breath in the room, so he frowned secretly and made a gesture.

Lu Qian didn't sense any presence either. After a moment's deliberation, he quietly opened the window and glanced into the room, risking an ambush.

There was no light in the room. On the bed was the Tiangang Mace, Xie Jinhuan's weapon, but the owner was obviously not there.

To avoid being discovered by outsiders, Han Jingchuan climbed into the house first, leaned against the wall and scanned the room carefully:

"There's no one in the room. Are you sure Xie Jinhuan lives here?"

Lu Qian was also confused at this time:

"Xie Jinhuan is resting here. His weapons are all in the house. Could it be that he went to the toilet?"

A masked subordinate next to him frowned and shook his head:

"The door was bolted, and he left through the window. He didn't bring his own weapons, probably because he didn't want to leave any trace of himself."

"..."

The other three fell silent. After all, they had come here to strike first, and they didn't carry official swords or wear official robes. They were using weapons they had purchased on the spur of the moment.

Han Jingchuan was puzzled for a moment, then his brows furrowed, and he became angry.

"This cunning kid actually tried to kill me..."

Lu Qian hadn't expected Xie Jinhuan to be so decisive and ruthless. He would kill anyone without hesitation if he had the chance. He immediately asked:
"What should we do? If we go back now, Xie Jinhuan will realize that the master is gone..."

Han Jingchuan held up his sword and after a moment's deliberation, he restored the window perfectly. After making sure no traces were left, he whispered:
"He has to go back quickly. If he finds out I'm not in the room, he'll definitely turn back immediately. And by the time he enters this room, he'll have already lost his weapons and will be completely defenseless. We can then catch him off guard..."

Lu Qian thought this move was indeed feasible and reminded him, "This boy has an extraordinary sense of perception. Use the Turtle Breathing Technique to conceal your aura so that he won't notice it in advance."

The Turtle Breathing Technique is a martial arts skill used by the Red Lin Guards and the Imperial Astronomical Observatory to ambush and hide. It stops all the flow of Qi and reduces the pulse to almost zero. As long as they don't move, they are like a dead person.

The three of them took the order and immediately rested on the spot, secretly paying attention to the movements inside and outside...
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Meanwhile, Changle Street.

The second floor of a large inn.

Xie Jinhuan stood alone in the room, carrying an octagonal hammer, looking at the four red robes of the Chilin Guards on the bed and the official sword on the table with a blank look in his eyes.

How could Han Jingchuan be so big as me?
The Chilin Guards were searching the streets for entertainment venues, so it was easy for them to find the place where the chief officer was resting.

When he found that Han Jinchuan went back to his room alone to rest and the sentry posts were quite sparse, he felt that God was helping him.

But he really didn't expect that when he bypassed the sentry and quietly entered the house, he saw four pieces of clothing.

Changing into an official robe meant he was going out in casual clothes...

In the middle of the night, four Red Scale Guards sneaked away. No matter how you think about it, it's impossible for them to do good deeds...

Could it be possible that he attacked me...

Jinlou is only two blocks away from here, and I made such a loud noise just now, Han Jingchuan must have known my whereabouts. It's quite possible...

Thinking of this, Xie Jinhuan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

He just came to the capital last night, and Han Jingchuan took action today. He is really cruel!
Such a decisive and murderous person must be eliminated immediately...

In order to avoid being exposed, Xie Jinhuan had to turn back immediately if he failed, but Han Jingchuan didn't need to do that, so it was useless to wait here and the risk was too great.

Xie Jinhuan thought for a while while holding the octagonal hammer, then took out the valuables from his official robe and helped keep them safe to avoid losing them.

It’s a pity that these four Chilin Guards didn’t bring much silver with them when they went out to work.

After picking up all the supplies, Xie Jinhuan quietly left the inn, bypassed the sight of the Chilin Guards on the street, and headed towards the Golden Building again.

In order to prevent Han Jingchuan and others from turning back and bumping into each other face to face, Xie Jinhuan was extremely careful along the way. He even took out the Huanglin Seal as a small map to detect traces of masters around.

As a result, when he was half a mile away from the golden building, he suddenly found a light spot a hundred feet away in front of him on the left, moving at a uniform speed.

The light spot is dark in color. Judging from the contrast with the light spot of the 'Ice Scale Armor', it should be a second or third grade magic weapon.

It is useless if the grade of the magic weapon is lower than one's own level, but it is difficult to obtain if it is too high. For this reason, it is usually one or two levels higher than the actual level of Taoism. Therefore, this person's strength is probably around the third or fourth level, which is roughly the same as Han Jinchuan.

But why aren't there the other three...

Could it be that he didn't bring any valuables with him, and was just carrying a broken hammer like him...

Xie Jinhuan frowned secretly. Unable to figure out the location of the other people, he could only keep a sufficient distance and search with his naked eyes.

As he walked forward to a place with a wider view, he indeed discovered that among the buildings in the distance, there was a faint shadow moving towards the Golden Tower.

The figure first observed from the hall window, then went up to the second floor and groped along the window...

When Xie Jinhuan saw this, he knew that this person was most likely here to kill him. He didn't know where the other three were lying in ambush, so to avoid being ambushed, he didn't dare to rush in and stab them in the back. He could only grope carefully, relying on his ears and eyes...

(End of this chapter)