Chapter 11 Good Surname Good Name!

This night, Yun Yang's life was very unsettled; but in another place, there were people who lived in an even more unsettled way.

Marshal's Mansion.

The old marshal Qiu Jianhan frowned tightly with his thick eyebrows.

"Who the hell took Wu Wenyuan away, but killed him and sent the body back?"

"Who the hell saved Wu Wenyuan's mother and wife?"

These two questions puzzled the old marshal. Since Wu Wenyuan was killed, why did he save his wife and mother? And since Wu Wenyuan's wife and mother could be rescued, why didn't Wu Wenyuan's children be rescued together?

This is simply upside down!

What's more, just taking people out, sending them in, and taking them out in the tight sky prison like this... This incident gave Marshal Qiu an inexplicable panic.

That's a dungeon!

One of the most heavily guarded places in the capital.

Just like this, let people come in and out like walking on the ground?

Next to him was a middle-aged man in a Confucian uniform, with a refined appearance and a free and easy demeanor. It seemed that everything with him was calm and breezy.

"Marshal, I don't think this matter is important anymore. After all, everyone who should be killed has already been killed..." The middle-aged man smiled faintly: "In my opinion, this matter is not as important as other things."

"En?" Qiu Jianhan frowned thickly.

"Kill Wu Wenyuan, send back the body, and rescue Wu Wenyuan's wife and mother..." The middle-aged Confucian scholar said: "The person who did these things is obviously a person, or... the same organization. This organization is not Wu Wenyuan's. One side is already affirmative. If it is an accomplice, Wu Wenyuan will never be killed."

Qiu Jianhan said: "En?"

"I guess, the reason why Wu Wenyuan was killed, but his wife and mother were rescued, was nothing more than an exchange." The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled: "In this way, it can be explained."

"The reason why Wu Wenyuan's children are not saved is that they are Wu Wenyuan's enemies. Because he doesn't want Wu Wenyuan's blood to continue."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar said: "That's why we did such incomprehensible things. Generally speaking, my younger brother thinks that this person is on our side, a friend rather than an enemy. . But it’s justifiable.”

Qiu Jianhan nodded slowly: "Since that's the case, what are the other things?"

"Other things..." The middle-aged Confucian scholar said: "Wu Wenyuan has solid evidence and deserves his crime; but behind Wu Wenyuan, there must be a huge force. And Wu Wenyuan has been until his death. A certain aspect of his identity has not been exposed!"

"And after today's memorial ceremony, I don't know if the Marshal has read the records of the city gate officials."

There is a faint worry on the face of the middle-aged scribe: "There are many...people from the world, entering Tiantang City from all directions. There are four gates; many of these people belong to the ranks of masters, but, But it's not on any record..."

"It shows that the identities of these people are all fake."

"At the moment when Wu Wenyuan was beheaded just now, so many people suddenly hid their identities, disguised themselves, and entered Tiantang City... This matter is horrifying to think about!"

"I'm afraid... the mysterious organization's revenge is coming. Or, there is a certain purpose." The middle-aged scribe said: "About this section, the commander must guard against it."

Qiu Jianhan nodded heavily.

"It's just that I still feel..." Qiu Jianhan said, "What happened in the prison that day was a bit strange."

"I feel..." After hesitating for a while, the middle-aged scribe said, "What happened this time is similar to... when the Nine Heavens Order was issued..."

He frowned uncertainly, and said in a low voice, "That... familiar... feeling of an undercurrent that no one can resist..."

"What!?"

The old marshal Qiu Jianhan suddenly stood up, his eyes burst out with a frightening light: "Nine?!"

...

early morning.

Tiantang City is a bit chaotic.

Suddenly, a serious case involving twelve lives broke out, and the public security office in Tiantang City was immediately busy. The guards were busy investigating everywhere, but the result of the investigation was that everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, with a feeling: this is not a big deal.

Those who died were all villainous gangsters and scum; the faces and voices of the people who were investigated before and after were all: happy people! Finally dead! Finally, someone took care of these bastards...

such performance.

There were even some people who were so excited that they bought food and drink to invite friends: "Come, come, drink, I have something happy today. I have a good heart..."

Some people even complained: "Why haven't those bastards on our side been dealt with..."

After the guards searched all over, they didn't get any valuable news, only a piece of excited feedback. Reporting back to Mr. Fu Yin, Mr. Fu Yin twitched the corners of his mouth, and said without pain or itching: "There is no clue, just check slowly..."

Well, check slowly.

Then we will check slowly...

The guard stepped back, feeling relieved: These bastards, it's better if they are dead, the devil will investigate.

...

The wind of the sword was howling in the yard, and Yun Yang was getting familiar with the sword technique.

Familiar with such things as sword techniques, he was naturally reluctant to use the Blade of Providence.

The blade of providence has now turned into a purple lotus flower on the sleeve of his robe.

Naturally, such a miraculous weapon is only worth the money if it is used when it is most likely to deceive people. What's the point of revealing it in advance?

As for wearing it on your waist every day and swaggering through the market...then isn't it a silly hat...

"The first form, the knife is not merciful." Yun Yang twirled his toes, supported his knees, and the rotation of his calf drove the rotation axis of his waist. He turned half a circle, and the wooden knife in his hand slanted from bottom to top, with a sound of brushing, tearing broken space.

It's just practicing this pose over and over again, and it has been practiced thousands of times.

Lao Mei watched from the side, pouted all the time.

This trick...is quite attractive; it's a pity that it should be useless in actual combat...

However, Young Master practiced kung fu really hard...

"Huh..." The last bit of strength was completely used up, and Yun Yang finally sat down on the ground; beads of sweat burst out of his body like a waterfall, and his body was immediately wet.

He closed his mouth, tried his best to breathe through his nostrils, and used the unstoppable mental method to induce the mysterious energy in his dantian to travel through the meridians throughout his body; although he was almost suffocated, he never opened his mouth to gasp for air at this time .

Because in that way, there will be no one in ten of the fruits of hard work in the morning.

After half a cup of tea, Yun Yang's breathing became steady, and his pale face gradually became rosy.

Lao Mei's expression changed from disdain to respect.

Not everyone can be so hard on themselves.

Ever since the young master started practicing swordsmanship, until now his breathing has returned to calm; he has broken through the limits of the human body more than a dozen times in the middle; and these more than a dozen breakthroughs will become Yun Yang's eternal progress, and he will never regress.

Because, when he was the most tired, he chose the most difficult practice!

"Young master is so smart, he will become a great weapon in the future. It's just..." Lao Mei had a long-term doubt in her heart: "Young master always acts after planning, never impulsively, and seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages. He is extremely intelligent; what is it?" What is the reason that the young master suffered such a serious injury last year? As a result, all the cultivation bases of the whole body have been lost?"

"What have you experienced, Young Master?" Lao Mei felt that although she had followed Young Master for three years, she had never really understood her Young Master.

His body seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious thick fog all the time. Makes it impossible to see clearly.

Another strange thing is... it seems that all the jade articles on the young master are gone? Originally, the young master liked the ice jade very much, and it could calm his mind... But now, it is obvious that one piece is gone.

Where did it go?

The knocker was knocked.

"Dare to ask if Mr. Yun is at home?"

A crisp voice came.

Yun Yang and Lao Mei froze at the same time.

There are visitors?

This is a rare thing.

The Yun Mansion closed its doors to thank guests and never accepted contacts; this is already known to everyone in Tian Tang City. For four or five years, no visitors came to the door.

Unexpectedly, someone came today...

"Squeak..." came an excited voice.

I saw a golden-haired monkey jumping in and rushing in from the gate to Yunyang's small courtyard with ease, and rushed into Yunyang's embrace with a puff, dancing excitedly.

"..."

On Yun Yang's face, there was a capitalized bewilderment.

I just met last night, why did I find it again today? Is this how monkeys like me? I was clearly angry with that woman last night, why did I still find her?

Seeing the little monkey less than two feet in his arms, sticking out its red buttocks, crawling back and forth in his arms, slid up his shoulders with a swipe, then slid down from his back, and climbed up from his crotch the next moment, got into my arms...

Yun Yang rolled his eyes randomly.

A gust of fragrant wind blows at the gate, refreshing.

I saw a slim woman standing at the gate, looking at Yun Yang and smiling.

This woman has a slim figure, slender and well-fitting, wearing an ordinary green dress, but she seems to be going away with the wind.

It's just...a face is too ordinary...

Naturally, Yun Yang wouldn't think that this was the real face of this woman. How could a woman with such a delicate aura have such an ordinary face?

"Young Master Yun, please don't take the liberty of visiting me." The woman's voice was crisp and clear, making people feel comfortable beyond words.

"Don't dare, Miss Fangjia is willing to come to the humble house, it really is full of splendor." Yun Yang smiled gently: "Please."

"Thank you, Young Master." The woman smiled calmly and walked in. Seeing the Thousand Imaginary Spirit Monkey who had been clinging to Yun Yang since he saw Yun Yang, a gleam of light quickly flashed in his eyes.

"Last night, I was rude and forgot to ask the girl for her name." Yun Yang said apologetically.

The woman in Tsing Yi resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and said in her heart: If I don't come today, I'm afraid you will never think about this in your whole life. He must have seen me coming, and he had nothing to say, so he simply used such words as his opening remarks.

This is a Lu man who looks smart, but actually doesn't understand at all, and doesn't care about his daughter's mood!

"My lord is laughing at me. The little girl's surname is Ji, she's a schemer." The woman in Tsing Yi said.

"What a surname!" Yun Yang clapped his hands, and exclaimed loudly with an exaggerated expression and tone: "Just this one word reminded Yun that from ancient times to the present, all those who have achieved great things have never had to plan. , is the foundation of everything in the world. The so-called Wangtu hegemony, the so-called Qingshi Danxin, are all... tricks!"

"Young master, thank you." The woman in Tsing Yi finally couldn't help rolling her eyes.

If it wasn't for Qianhuan Spirit Monkey and his own great affairs, he could hardly bear to stand up and leave.

Just a surname, you boast so much. Moreover, the point is to fear that others will not see the hypocrisy when you praise others! This guy really deserves a beating to the extreme!

Yun Yang rubbed his nose and said, "Dare to ask the girl's name?"

The Ji girl said angrily, "One name is a spirit word."

"Good name!" Yun Yang praised loudly: "Anyone who uses tricks must be smart! The girl's name is really good! As the saying goes, it's not a trick if it doesn't work, but it's a good name. Ah, what a name. The girl's name actually tells the secrets of all the successful people in the past and present..."

"..."

Miss Ji Ling only felt a burst of fire rushing to her forehead. A frenzied urge to flip the table spontaneously arises!

If it weren't for the inconvenience of swearing because of her daughter's status, she would have scolded him bloody and sprayed the bastard all over her head and face at this moment!

I know you are not welcome.

But you don't need to be such a disgusting person, do you? !

After all, I am also a woman. Could it be that this bastard doesn't even want this little bit of demeanor?

Lao Mei stood aside, feeling the urge to look up to the sky and sigh.

Young Master, it's no wonder you are so handsome, but you are still a loner until you are nineteen. Not having any confidante... It's not without reason.

Just look at the emotional intelligence you show when you're talking to this girl - it'd be weird if you were starting a family by now!

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