Chapter 6 Chapter 5 Miss Tong

Yan Heng felt very uneasy.It was originally Jing Li's idea to borrow travel expenses in Minjiang River, but he didn't know where he went halfway.Although Yan Heng already had experience in dealing with people from the Jianghu in the last "Wuli Wangting", but that time was arranged by his master after all, and Zhang Peng was by his side.Now he can only be alone, he is worried about whether he will be able to handle it when he enters the main account of the Minjiang Gang. ——If they asked about Mount Qingcheng, how would they answer? When Yan Heng thought of his master He Zisheng and his brothers, he couldn't help being sad again, and he could not help but tightly hold the "dragon spine".Since the Qingcheng Mountain Incident, he had Jing Li as his companion immediately, and it was only at this moment that he was really alone for the first time.In this strange city, surrounded by these strange people, Yan Heng felt extremely lonely.

When the sedan chair arrived at Tiger Lane, the headquarters of the Minjiang Gang, which looked like a guild hall, was already in sight.The open vermilion lacquer gate is hung with red lanterns with the word "Jiang" on the left and right, and the four characters "Jianghe Headquarters" are written on the door plaque. The walls on both sides are full of flags. Wait for auspicious words. The Minjiang Gang is the largest gang in Chengdu, Sichuan. Its main business is shipping on the river, and it takes over 50% of the tea and salt transportation of the local government. It has huge financial resources, and this head office is naturally impressive.

Yan Heng looked over through the sedan door, and couldn't help but think of Mr. Zhuang and Ma Ba in Guan County. ——Aren’t they all the same kind of people? Yan Heng was born in a farm family. Although he was young at the time, he still remembered the occasional clique hooligans from nearby towns would come to the village to ask for food and money, and the scenes would be frightening. Shan Nantong greeted Yan Heng to get off the sedan chair with a smile.After hearing Zhang Sanping's information, Shan Nantong's awe doubled. Yan Heng stepped out of the sedan chair and breathed a sigh of relief.He was not used to sitting during this journey, and he felt more tired than usual morning sword practice.

But at this moment, another large group of people came noisily from the other end of the alleyway, about thirty or so people, and they were also walking towards the gate of the head office of the Minjiang Gang. Yan Heng was curious to see what they were arguing about.It turned out that in the crowd, a young man was bound with his hands, held hostage by two big men, pushed and pulled, forced to go to the gate. The man was not much older than Yan Heng, his face was full of tears, his nose was red and pitiful.He looks quite handsome, with fair skin and a brocade clothes that have been tattered due to entanglement, it seems that he should be a son of a rich man with some family background.

"Don't...don't..." The young man kept crying and begging, Yan Heng frowned.The group of men laughed happily. Yan Heng didn't want to pay more attention to the right and wrong of these Jianghu gangs.Shan Nantong repeatedly apologized to Yan Heng. Seeing the main door, the young man seemed to know that once he entered, he would never have to come out again, so his legs became weak and he fell to his knees.The two big men picked him up by his armpits and continued to drag him towards the gate. "Hmph, the debt you owe you son of a bitch, you will pay it once after you go in!" One of the big men pulled out a short knife from his waist, put it on the young man's neck, and said with a grinning grin.

Yan Heng heard this, and he had just been to the "Mantonghao" gambling shop under the Minjiang gang, so he guessed it was a money and debt dispute over gambling. Another man shouted: "Call the eldest lady out! Say we have caught this bitch!" The two ran into the gate as they said. "I don't want..." the man wailed in despair. Yan Heng looked at the scene and saw all these people triumphantly laughing and cursing around the poor young man.He suddenly remembered what happened a few days ago. ——In the teaching field of "Xuanmenshe".Those guys from the Wu-Tang sect.Xi Zhao smiled provocatively.How similar.

——And the day before, after the "Wuli Wangting" tried his sword.On the way, he raised his doubts to Senior Brother Zhang: Is it a good thing for us to help these people? ... Watching the young man being driven to a dead end by the crowd, Yan Heng suddenly felt as if he was looking at another self. A surge of blood rose to his chest. "You guys." Yan Heng stepped forward and said in a calm tone as much as possible. "Let him go." His voice was not loud, but it made the audience quiet down. You Qi heard it in Shan Nantong's ears, as if he had been punched hard.

"Boy, did you make a mistake?" One of the guys spoke first.Although they saw Yan Heng coming with the manager of the "Mantong", they didn't pay attention to him getting out of the sedan chair just now, they didn't know that he was a guest brought by Shan Nantong. "Do you know where this is? In Chengdu, no one dares to pay attention to the affairs of our Minjiang Gang except the people from the Shu Palace." Another man from the Minjiang gang looked at Yan Heng and saw that he was wearing something obtrusive on the back of his waist and on his hands, so he couldn't help but sneered and said: "Stinky boy, there are not many hairs on his mouth, don't think he is wearing a 'gut'. ' Then you can meddle in your own business!" The man pulled out the knife hidden in his back and pressed it against the young man's back. "Even if I killed him here, the officials wouldn't even lift a finger at me, so what can you do to me?"

Shan Nantong was about to speak out to stop it, but it was too late. The short knife in the man's hand seemed to be sucked away by some mysterious force, and it flew out in a whirl. It happened to fly to the horizontal plaque of the main gate, and nailed it to the "Jiang" and "Jianghe main". between the words "river". The Minjiang gang members were in shock, and after a while, they realized that the long object wrapped in cloth in Yan Heng's hand had changed to the state of holding a sword, and then he was sure that the knife was hit by him, and the instantaneous movement was so fast People can't see clearly.

Yan Heng didn't know why he made a move all of a sudden.He didn't even think about it before he shot. The members of the gang saw that the general name plaque symbolizing the face of the Minjiang Gang was broken, and they were furious for a while, but they also knew that this kid in front of him was definitely not simple, and no one dared to attack him.Someone turned their anger on the young man who was captured, and an unknown person stretched out a foot in the crowd and kicked the young man on the waist. The young man screamed in pain.The other man saw it and kicked him hard, kicking the young man's ass hard.

Seeing this situation, Yan Heng frowned in disgust. ——These cowards just bully those who are weaker than themselves. For some reason, Yan Heng always associates the matter in front of him with what happened to him. ——Anyway, I’ve made a move, so I’ll give you a thorough treatment! The "Dragon Thorn" swept out again, this time it hit the wrist of the big man who was holding the young man, his bones were so painful that the knife was on the young man's neck and fell to the ground. At the same time, Yan Heng stepped forward and stretched out his left hand, grabbing the young man's collar, and he easily pulled him behind him. "Go!" With a push from Yan Heng's left palm, the young man half fell and half walked to a dozen feet away. The Minjiang gang rushed forward furiously, trying to capture the young man again, but Yan Heng stopped them by holding the "Dragon Thorn" horizontally beside him. "Don't! You don't want to..." Seeing the chaotic scene, Shan Nantong kept shouting to persuade the fight, but no one was listening.He knew who the young man was running farther and farther, and he also knew why the gang wanted to arrest him. ——But no matter who is released, it is absolutely not as serious as offending the Qingcheng faction swordsman in front of him! Seeing Yan Heng's lightning strike twice, the gang knew that they could not handle it, and no one dared to try to cross the "dragon spine". The young man whose hands were still tied had disappeared from the corner of the alley.The gang could only watch bitterly.There were also several people who immediately ran towards the end of the alley, hoping to detour in time to catch up with him. "what the hell?" A childish voice.It came from the gate of the head office of the Minjiang Gang. Yan Heng looked over, and saw a person stepping out with the two gang members who rushed in just now. The man was a little short, his height probably only reached Yan Heng's chin, he was wearing a snow-white dress, the silk was woven with faint dark cloud patterns, the material was very expensive, but the tailoring style of the strong suit, with its waist tied and wrists tied, seemed like a stage Take the samurai uniform.On the left side of the hem of the robe, the pattern of a big tiger descending the mountain was embroidered with gold and black silk thread, the handwork was very delicate.A pair of sheep leather fast boots are also inlaid with silver border patterns. Her long, shiny black hair was gathered into a long braid and hung behind her head, and a blue-dyed silk handkerchief was wrapped around her forehead, with a few strands of loose hair hanging down.His young and healthy face is slightly round. Whether it's because of the cold or intense activity, his cheeks are flushed. His big bright eyes are distinct in black and white, and his pair of thin but clear eyebrows are raised heroically. Somewhat similar; small red lips, revealing a few white rabbit front teeth.It seems that he is only fourteen or fifteen years old. When Yan Heng saw it, he thought it was a handsome young man at first.Look at it carefully, and remember what the group of people said just now about "Miss", and then realize that it is a woman. This "Miss", who didn't seem to be very old at all, walked in front of those gang members with blustery steps. "Where are people? Where are you?" When the group of gangsters saw the "Missy", they immediately cheered up and became more courageous, pointing to Yan Heng in front of them: "Ask him!" At this time, another person hurried out from the door again.It was a middle-aged man dressed as a servant, holding a long sword cautiously in his hand.The scabbard of the sword was woven with silver thread and inlaid with white jade, the hilt and the sword guard were covered with silver and engraved, it was very dazzling when it was not out of the sheath. "Miss" stared at Yan Heng with a pair of almond eyes. "I let him go." Yan Heng blushed at the sight of the girl, and looked away. "You are too bullying, I can't see it." "Miss" seemed to hear the most absurd words in the world, frowned sideways, and looked at Yan Heng with disbelief.She paid special attention to the long cloth bag in his hand. "Miss, look." A gang member pointed to the knife on the horizontal plaque. She saw it, stared at Yan Heng again, and pointed at the plaque at the same time. "You did it?" "I... don't care..." Yan Heng scratched his hair. "Miss, this is actually..." Shan Nantong stepped forward to persuade, "...from the Qingcheng faction..." Everyone was startled when they heard it, and couldn't help but look at Yan Heng carefully again, doubtful.This kid?Qingcheng faction? Only the "Missy" didn't change her face. "I don't care who he is, I only know that the person I want to arrest has been released by him!" She looked at Yan Heng and said, "Do you know who that guy you let go? Do you know him?" Yan Heng shook his head. "I don't know. I don't know. I only know that you are going to pull him in. I'm afraid he won't come out." "You're right!" "Missy" stomped her feet. "I just want to dig out that guy's heart in front of Prince Guan's altar!" Yan Heng didn't expect that this lovely girl who was younger than Song Li would say such harsh words, she didn't look like the weak Song Li at all, and couldn't help frowning. "Why did you kill him?" "Missy" didn't answer him, but looked at the thing in his hand. "You... are good at fighting?" Yan Heng was embarrassed to answer.But just now Shan Nantong had mentioned his teacher's name.He couldn't lose the honor of the Qingcheng faction. "It will. So what?" "It's not very good." The "Missy" laughed.That innocent smile made Yan Heng blush again. "You don't need to know why I killed him." As soon as she finished speaking, she jumped to the side of the servant, stretched out her hand and pulled out the precious long sword from its sheath, stepped forward, stabbed Yan Heng's face with a sword, and shouted fiercely at the same time: "Let me teach you! " The blue and white sword edge inlaid with seven star points passed Yan Heng's left ear with a distance of less than half a minute. Yan Heng's body was motionless, but he just turned his head to the side. The "Miss" retracted and stretched her horse stance, turned her wrist and arm, and the long sword turned into a horizontal cut inward.The movements and postures are very smooth, and he has indeed worked hard on swordsmanship. This time Yan Heng took a small step back, and the tip of the sword just sliced ​​through the air in front of his nose. People thought that Yan Heng was caught off guard and dodged the first sword, but when they saw him dodge the second sword, everyone in the Minjiang gang saw it: this young man could see the sword move clearly, even the tip of the sword The limit of the attack distance is calculated, and only the smallest movements are used to dodge easily. Shan Nantong couldn't stop it, so he could only shout anxiously: "Young Xia Yan, please don't hurt her!" Yan Heng dodged like this, just thinking that the girl understood the difference in their martial arts and retreated in spite of the difficulties.However, the expression of "Miss" biting her lower lip showed a strong competitive spirit, she retracted her sword, made a fake move, and then pierced Yan's waist and abdomen obliquely with a stronger force than before. ——This girl is so unreasonable! Yan Heng dodged to avoid the thorn again. "Missy" spared some strength in this thrust, before the sword force was exhausted, she dragged it along with the momentum, and lifted Yan Heng's chest instead. But in Yan Heng's eyes, this series of serial changes is just like a child playing, and he leaned back to dodge it without even looking. "Miss" retracted her sword, and said bitterly: "What kind of bullshit martial arts of the Qingcheng sect, are they all dodging tricks?" Yan Heng got really angry when he heard it. "Eldest Miss" stabbed with the long sword this time, Yan Heng no longer dodged, and slapped the long sword sideways with the "Dragon Thorn", pouring strength into it. When the blade was hit, a force was transmitted directly to the wrist of "Miss", bringing pain like being hit by a stick. "Missy" gritted her teeth and endured the pain, and twisted her wrist, trying to push "Dragon Thorn" away. However, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, and they couldn't be lifted at all, and the blade of the long sword became dragged on the "dragon thorn".This precious sword was very sharp, the blade cut through the cloth covering the "Dragon Thorn" at once, as well as the rough wooden scabbard inside. With this dragging and cutting, the cloth bag and scabbard on the front part of the "Dragon Thorn" were removed, revealing half of the golden blade. When the people of the Minjiang Gang saw the Qingcheng swordsman's weapon out of its sheath, they were terrified. Let the opponent's sword edge be exposed, "Miss" thought she had won a favor, and raised her long sword again to stab Yan horizontally. ——This "Miss" of the Minjiang Gang, since she was strong enough to pick up a sword, she has practiced martial arts with dozens of masters inside and outside the gang. , I am confident that I have gathered the great achievements of many martial arts, I don't believe that I can't beat this young man who is not much older than myself! Yan Heng was still annoyed by what she said just now. As soon as the sword edge of "Dragon Thorn" appeared, he couldn't help but burst into sullen anger. ——Let me show you Qingcheng's sword skills! He watched the sword of "Miss" thrusting forward, moving sideways, and saw the moment when her sword was fully extended, the eighth move of the "Fenghuo Sword" of the Qingcheng School, "Lei Luo Shan", "Dragon Thorn" Slash vertically in the center of the long sword! This seven-star long sword is also considered a rare sword.But the "Dragon Thorn" is the treasure of Qingcheng's school for three hundred years. It is an extraordinary product, coupled with Yan Heng's pure sword strength, and the angle of chopping is accurate. The half-cut blade flew seven or eight feet into the sky due to the slashing blow, and then fell again, the tip of the sword obliquely pierced into the soil. "Miss" stared at the broken sword in her hand in astonishment.This seven-star sword was a gift from her father on her twelfth birthday, and it was broken at this moment. Tears welled up in her eyes, and her face became redder with anger. Yan Heng is a swordsman, and he also loves swords.Seeing that this good sword was ruined by him, he also felt a pity; and seeing the expression of "Miss" who was about to cry, he regretted that his hand was too rough. But the Qingcheng Sword that Yan Heng has practiced in the past six or seven years is how to fight against a strong enemy; he has never learned martial arts such as how to defeat the enemy without hurting people, and grasping with bare hands.Other than this, he couldn't think of any safer way to stop this savage girl from continuing to attack. "Missy" would never cry in front of this nasty boy.She bit her lower lip tightly, and sucked her nose several times, forcefully sucking back the tears that were floating in her eyes.She took another look at the broken sword, and threw the hilt to the ground in anger. "Bring the weapon again!" she called to the servant behind her. "Go in and get the heaviest and thickest pieces inside, mace, simple knife, iron gun, take them all out! I don't believe he can cut them all!" "Miss, don't compare anymore..." Shan Nantong's voice seemed to be pleading.When he saw the golden sword edge in Yan Heng's hand that cut iron like mud, he didn't dare to go forward. ——This Qingcheng swordsman is genuine! The servant and the two gang members didn't dare to disobey, so they had to rush into the gate to get the weapons.The rest of the gang members kept silent, they knew very well that when the "Miss" is in the worst mood, it is when she loses in a competition.It's easy to say that it's okay to lose to the master when practicing art, but now, under the watchful eyes of everyone, losing to an outsider of the same age, the anger is unimaginable, how dare they say a word? Especially those two men who had insulted Yan Heng just now, seeing how powerful Yan Heng's swordsmanship was, they were so startled that they hid at the back of the crowd. "You wait!" "Miss" pointed the halberd at Yan Heng. "Don't even think about slipping away like this!" Yan Heng really couldn't laugh or cry.He didn't want to fight at all.But if she said this in public, if he just left, it would seem very useless. ——What the hell am I doing here... Isn't there still a lot of important things to do? ... He remembered Hou Yingzhi told him that day that the master named him the meaning of the word "horizontal": "Hengbrow's spirit of indifference".But for the first time in the rivers and lakes, he was such a mother-in-law, he couldn't help feeling a little ashamed. Yan Heng thought, let's leave.Anyway, it's impossible for this group of people to keep him... Suddenly an old woman ran to Tiger Lane angrily, with a man from the Minjiang gang leading the way. "Have you caught him?... Have you caught him?" The old woman staggered over, breathing hard already, but she kept asking.The man in front hurriedly turned around to support her. When the old woman saw the "eldest lady", she rushed over and grabbed her palm. As soon as the "Miss" saw the old woman, her arrogant expression immediately softened, and she supported the old woman with concern. "Miss Tong, did you catch the killer?" The old woman just kept asking, and then looked into the crowd. "Where?" That "Miss Tong" is the daughter of the current leader Tong of the Minjiang Gang, her boudoir name is "Jing".At this moment, she drooped her brows, seeing the old woman didn't know what to say, turned her face and gave Yan Heng a hard look. "Aunt Wang, I'm sorry..." Tong Jing continued to look at Yan Heng coldly. "Escape for him..." The old woman, Aunt Wang, wailed loudly when she heard it, beating her chest with her fists, asking Tong Jing to reach out and stop her by force. "God has no eyes..." Aunt Wang cried, pointing at the sky. Seeing this situation, Yan Heng felt very uncomfortable, so he asked: "What is this..." "You really don't know anything?" A man next to him interjected, "You don't recognize that guy named Cai? Then why did you let him go?" "I just saw that so many of you bullied him, and I temporarily..." "Damn it!" Another burly man scolded angrily, "You don't know what to do, what kind of a good person you are? That kid named Cai is called Cai Tianshou, the tortoise son of Cai Kun, the leader of the horse card gang in the city, a bastard who is so bad!" The previous man interjected: "This evil deed of Cai Tianshou can't even be seen by those of us in the aisle! That **** son of a bitch, killed Aunt Wang's family!" Those gangsters were chattering, so they pieced together the story: Cai Tianshou was drunk one day, and happened to meet Wang's daughter-in-law in the west alley of the city. Entered a barren house and raped; after waking up, she remembered that her husband was Wang Ayong, a coppersmith in Dongdatong Street. When they arrived at Wang Ayong's house, they beat the coppersmith to death, raped his wife in turn, and then crushed him to death. Even their five-year-old son was killed; That night, Aunt Wang, who was a nursemaid, went to the east of the city to deliver the baby and escaped the catastrophe. Aunt Wang knew that the Ma Pai Gang and the people in the government office were in harmony with each other, even if they reported to the officials, they would be settled by Cai Kun, so she came to the head of the Minjiang Gang to ask for justice accompanied by her neighbors; the head of the Minjiang Gang went to work in other places Before returning, Tong Jing happened to be practicing swords in the main hall. He was filled with righteous indignation, and immediately sent gang members to arrest the murderer, and ordered Aunt Wang to watch him rectify the Fa with her own eyes. Minjiang gang members waited for more than ten days , until Cai Tianshou lost his vigilance, and today he was alone, and finally caught him in the brothel... Yan Hengyue became more frightened when he heard this, and his back was dripping with cold sweat.He has never been involved in worldly affairs, and he never imagined that there are such evil characters in the world, let alone such beasts, who would look like the mild-mannered son of an aristocratic family just now. ——and I let him go with my own hands... "It's all over now!" said the man from the Minjiang Gang, "That beast named Cai must have escaped back to his father! It will be very difficult to attack the headquarters of the Mapai Gang, how can we catch him again?" ?” Aunt Wang heard the tragedy of her family again, she was very excited, and felt that there was no hope of revenge, she let out a mournful cry, and fell into a coma on the spot, fortunately she was supported by Tong Jing and two helpers. Yan Heng looked very ashamed. "I have no idea……" "I don't know but you want to take care of it?" Tong Jing's eyes seemed to burst into flames.She stared at Yan Heng, but knew that it was useless to say anything, so she ordered her subordinates to lift up Aunt Wang and went into the main hall together. Those gang members also dispersed and entered the gate one by one.One of them teased Yan Heng when he passed by: "Huh, what's the use of being good at martial arts and swordsmanship? What kind of swordsman of the Qingcheng School? This is called a 'Xia'? Pooh!" As he spoke, he spat at Yan Heng's feet , followed his companions in. Shan Nantong, who had been standing beside him, looked at Yan Heng who was standing blankly in the alley, sighed and shook his head, and ordered the bearer to carry the sedan chair away. "Yan... young hero..." Shan Nantong said tentatively. "Our men are not polite, don't take it for granted...do you want to... go in? If it's inconvenient, you can wait here for a while, and I'll give you the travel money, how about it?..." But seeing Yan Heng's dejected pale face, there was no reaction.Shan Nantong didn't know what to say, so he also walked into the "Jianghe Headquarters", looked back at Yan Heng at the threshold, and asked the gatekeeper to close the vermilion lacquered gate. Yan Heng has been standing on this deserted alleyway.His heart was like being bathed in ice water. Aunt Wang's cry just now seemed to be echoing in his ears. Yan Heng lowered his head, looking at the two severed swords left on the ground. ——Jianghu, is that how it is? ... A gust of wind blew into the alley.Originally, as a warrior, his body is full of blood and is especially resistant to cold.At this moment, he felt a chill. How he wished that at this very moment, there would be any elder or brother of the Qingcheng sect here to teach him a few words of lesson. But they are gone.not even one. Only senior brother Zhang Peng told him when he was alive. "...This is Xingxia. Just look at the results. Don't worry about other superfluous things." Yan Heng looked at the dazzling "Dragon Thorn" in his hand. A fierce fire rose into his chest. He gripped the hilt hard.Hold it tight, tight.Jianfeng was trembling with excitement.