The third floor of the dungeon was damaged, but the overall structure is very solid and does not affect its use.
The serious criminals who were pulled out for treatment yesterday were also put back on the second floor of the dungeon.
Night Terror Hall came to the black yamen with a knife hanging on his waist, preparing to interrogate the prisoner. When he passed by a tea room, he found that it was quite lively.
After a storm, the masters of the black yamen were more or less slightly injured. The incident just happened yesterday, and the yamen cannot be left alone. Therefore, those with minor injuries should go to work as usual and not rest in the yamen.
The environment inside the tea room is very nice, everyone has a cushioned lounge chair, and tea and snacks are served next to it.
Jianli, who was injured twice by Liu Qiansheng, sat with Qiu Tianhe and told several injured chiefs about yesterday's results:
"Then Liu Qiansheng is also old, so he was knocked down by me with one shot. To be more powerful, it has to be Daxia Qiu. Eunuch Cao is famous in the world, but he is ranked first. Daxia Qiu was not killed by a single blow. It is really surprising.
I'm expecting it..."
"I'm handling the case for the Yamen. I'm just saving my life. If it were a life-or-death fight, Cao Qiansui wouldn't have been able to leave Wangfu Street yesterday..."
…
Ye Jingtang passed by the window and was about to say a few words of condolences when he suddenly noticed a large lounge chair under the window.
The big bird wearing a scarf lay on it with its wings spread out, looking half-dead, waiting for a female manager who was recovering from her injuries to catch and feed her snacks.
When Ye Jingtang saw this, he was speechless. He let Niaoniao play by himself. Unexpectedly, Niaoniao was so conscious that he even didn't let go of the yamen's work-related injury benefits. He raised his hand and knocked on the window sill.
"grumble?"
The bird raised its head, then jumped up and landed on the armrest, politely using its wings to signal Ye Jingtang to sit down.
After a pause of conversation in the tea room, Qiu Tianhe raised his eyes, put down his tea cup, stood up and walked out:
"Your boy is really handsome in this outfit, but if you wear it, the heroines in the world will have to walk around, which is not very flattering."
Qiu Tianhe's strength has recovered. Although his appearance has not changed much, he looks like two different people in spirit and spirit. He has a big frame and a Tianhe knife hanging on his waist. He stops at the door and stands out as the black yamen sweeper.
a feeling of.
"Just something to wear for formal occasions." Ye Jingtang walked up to him and asked, "How is Qiu Daxia's injury?"
"It's just some internal injuries. Doctor Wang gave me a few injections, and it's basically fine."
"That's good. Is Master Qiu familiar with Liu Qiansheng?"
Qiu Tianhe smiled: "Liu Qiansheng was the Eight Great Leaders thirty years ago. I was still a ranger about the same age as you at that time. We haven't met each other, but we have heard of each other."
Seeing this, Ye Jingtang raised his hand and smiled: "Let's go, I will take Daxia Qiu to see the elders in the world. Daxia Qiu has a high status in the world. Liu Qiansheng will not give face to the court, but he will probably give Daxia Qiu face. Daxia Qiu will see if he can be a lobbyist and help.
Let him confess."
Qiu Tianhe didn't say much at the moment and entered the dungeon with Ye Jingtang.
There is no difference on the first floor of the dungeon, but there is a big change on the second floor.
Yesterday, more than 20 gangsters were arrested. Many of them were well-known in the world and had committed major rebellions. They were all imprisoned on the second floor. Everyone was in a single room. There were several chief arrests from the yamen.
Questions were asked back and forth.
Ye Jingtang walked through the corridor on the second floor and arrived at Room No. 2 by familiar means, looking for the most famous old boxing leader in the dungeon.
As a result, when I looked down from the mouth of the well, I saw two half-dead men lying on the ground, weak and pale.
?
Ye Jingtang was stunned, looked at it carefully, and said inexplicably:
"Why do they live here?"
Qiu Tianhe lowered his head and looked at it, and was also surprised:
"They are not dead. These two brothers are indeed very tough."
When Wang Er saw the two faces appearing above him, his eyes suddenly showed a look of ecstasy, and he turned his head:
"Master Ye, you are here. My brothers are not guilty enough to die, they will be sentenced to ten or eight years... Huh? Master Ye..."
Night Terror Hall did not stop at anyone who was not involved, and went out to inquire before finding the cell where Liu Qiansheng was being held.
The specifications of the dungeon are the same as those of other cells, a large square single room.
Although Liu Qiansheng is in prison, his airs are still there. His hands and feet are chained, and he sits cross-legged with his back against the wall. He still looks like a fairy.
Ye Jingtang opened the iron fence and jumped directly into it with Qiu Tianhe.
As a Jianghu man, Qiu Tianhe bowed his hands in a Jianghu ceremony out of respect for his elders:
"Senior Liu, I have long admired your name."
Liu Qiansheng raised his eyes to see Ye Jingtang, and he was definitely not very happy. When he found Qiu Tianhe who was standing next to him, he frowned slightly:
"Who is your Excellency?"
"Qiu Tianhe, I wonder if Mr. Liu has ever heard of it?"
Liu Qiansheng was obviously stunned for a moment. As the saying goes, "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead." Qiu Tianhe is the top master of the contemporary era. He is one step away from the Eight Great Masters. In terms of influence on the contemporary world, his influence is much higher than that of his predecessor, who is in the sunset.
Qiu Tianhe could still call him "Old Liu" when he was at such a disadvantage. Liu Qiansheng was obviously impressed, and held up the iron chain and handed over his hand:
"It turns out to be Qiu Shaoxia. The Tianhe Sword is famous in the world, and I am very familiar with it. It is really extraordinary when I see it today. Qiu Shaoxia robbed the emperor's wedding envoy team and committed a major crime that killed the nine tribes. I heard that he was surrounded and caught by the imperial court last year.
Now it’s…”
Qiu Tianhe sat on the ground in front and said with a smile:
"I lived here before, but recently I have made some achievements, cleared my past sins, and regained my freedom."
Liu Qiansheng's eyes looked strange: "If you have committed a crime, can the court pardon you?"
Ye Jingtang lifted up his official robe and sat down next to him:
"Qiu Daxia taught King Jing how to use swordsmanship. As long as King Jing is happy, no matter how great the crime is, it can only be done with a few words."
Liu Qiansheng is an old Jianghu, so he understood the meaning of these words:
"Does the court want my martial arts skills to give me a chance to survive? I am over eighty and will not live for a few more years. I will have to bear a bad reputation when I go out. There is no need to go through such trouble."
Qiu Tianhe said to this: "I have been squatting here for a year, and I know what it's like. I don't see the light day and night, just waiting for someone to be killed. My life is not as comfortable as a wild dog outside.
"It's not easy for Jianghu people to live to Liu Lao's age. Liu Lao has experienced the scenery of Bakui that Jianghu people have not experienced for decades; Jianghu people have not experienced hardships, and Liu Lao has also suffered for decades. When he was young, he fought
I have laid down the old Bakui, and I have taught the new Bakui at the same time.
"Now that there are still a few years left to live, if he can have three houses and two acres of fertile land, and find a young apprentice who can teach hard, Liu will be considered complete in his life. The eight great masters of the past dynasties,
There are not many people who can end up better than you. I can’t let go of my career even in my eighties. As a junior, I honestly can’t figure it out.”
Qiu Tianhe's words are very contagious. After all, Qiu Tianhe has experienced ups and downs in his life. He understands what a top martial artist should look like in his most longed-for life.
And Liu Qiansheng is indeed just one step away from perfection.
Liu Qiansheng's deep eyes moved, and after a moment of silence, he responded:
"At your age, I was defeated by my apprentice and lost half my life's accumulation. If so, would you be convinced?"
Qiu Tianhe is in his fifties, younger than Song Chi, and is considered to be in his prime. Last year, he was captured by the court and imprisoned in a dungeon. There is no hope of escape in this life, and he is really unwilling to do so.
Qiu Tianhe thought about it for a moment and then asked:
"There are many rumors about Mr. Liu and Jiang Zahu. What happened back then?"
Liu Qiansheng was honest: "When I was walking in Liangzhou, I had a conflict with someone and beat him to death with a few punches. Not long after, the young Jiang Zahu came to the Hongshan Gang to become his disciple.
"I saw that he was very talented at a young age, so I took him in as his direct disciple. He treated him as his own son and cultivated him vigorously. Later, when he became a young gang leader, I accidentally discovered that he was the son of an enemy. I thought of the friendship for many years and did not kill him.
, he just lost his martial arts skills and was expelled from the school.
"Then you will know that Jiang Zhahu came back a few years later, beat me into a loser in a battle, took over the Hongshan Gang, took over my family business, and has been hunting me to this day."
Ye Jingtang thought about it for a moment: "It is only natural for a son to avenge his father... It sounds like neither side is very reasonable."
Qiu Tianhe commented: "This is an ordinary vendetta. There is no right or wrong between good and evil."
Night Terror Hall was not very interested in who was right and who was wrong, so he asked instead:
"When you were at your peak, you fought with Jiang Zahu. There were rumors in the world that he had a golden scale diagram in his hand. Is it true or false?"
Liu Qiansheng sneered at this and said: "At the age of twenty-five or six, and defeating the eight great leaders who are in their fifties and at their peak, Master Ye thinks that he can do it with just a golden scale diagram?"
Ye Jingtang thought for a while: "So, Jiang Zahu's talent is quite powerful, and he has the talent to become one of the eight leaders at the age of thirty?"
Qiu Tianhe said to this: "The Boxing Chief was always the last among the Eight Chiefs; after Jiang Zahu inherited the title, he forcibly raised the Boxing Chief to the sixth among the Eight Chiefs, ranking below the Sword Chief, because the Dragon Slaying Order of the Xuanyuan Dynasty could break the
Jiang Zahu's undefeated golden body.
"But Jiang Zahu is the same age as me and is at his peak; Xuanyuan Chao is seventy-five, which is only a few years younger than Mr. Liu; if we really fight, I feel that it is not difficult for Jiang Zahu to beat Xuanyuan Chao to death."
Liu Qiansheng hated Jiang Zahu with all his heart, but it did not affect his affirmation of his strength, so he continued:
"Jiang Zahu defeated Xuanyuan Dynasty with his bare hands. It's hard to say whether he will win or lose. However, Jiang Zahu's goal since childhood was to be 'number one in the world.' More than 20 years later, I am the first one who doesn't believe anyone who says he only practices boxing and kicking."
Ye Jingtang nodded thoughtfully: "Then has Jiang Zahu ever practiced Jinlin Tu?"
Liu Qiansheng thought for a while: "When masters of boxing and kicking fight, it is easy to break the bones and heart, but it is quite difficult to break the skin. I guess I have practiced it, and it is a bit hard to be strong. But even if Jiang Zahu doesn't have Jin Lintu, I will definitely lose in that battle."
.I was hit by three punches in total, but none of my vital parts were hurt; he was hit by one punch from the beginning to the end, which directly shattered my spine. The feeling... I will never forget it."
There was a slight silence in the cell.
Qiu Tianhe thought about it for a moment and then said:
"Mr. Liu seems to understand that even if he recovers from his hidden wounds and returns to full strength, he is probably no match for Jiang Zahu. After all, everyone in the world knows that you have taught Jiang Zahu. It is better to live out the last few years of your life comfortably and achieve success than to live with resentment for the rest of your life.
And finally."
Liu Qiansheng gently rubbed her fingers and thought for a long time.
After all, once you let go of the past and feel relieved, this life in the world will be completely over.
Even if by chance, the injury was cured later, at his age, he never had the courage to recover.
After Liu Qiansheng pondered for a long time, he looked at the Night Terror Hall:
"For Qiu Shaoxia's sake, you can ask me to confess... You can also hand over what you have learned throughout your life, but there are two conditions. The court must satisfy me."
Ye Jingtang secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "But it doesn't matter. If it is reasonable, the court will consider it."
Liu Qiansheng said: "I can live for two or three years at most. As Qiu Shaoxia said, no matter how hard you work with your old bones, you won't be able to make waves. In the future, I will make meritorious deeds and teach boxers to the court incognito. The court will let me live a long life and die.
Then he will be buried properly.”
Ye Jingtang nodded: "This shouldn't be a big problem."
Liu Qiansheng continued: "My boxing skills are not taught to mediocre people, but are only passed on to the masters of the imperial court. The imperial court must also arrest and bring Jiang Zahu to justice. He smuggled salt and iron at the border, and he should be punished for his crime."
"..."
Ye Jingtang sat up a little straighter. Unexpectedly, Liu Qiansheng wanted to use the court's sword to take revenge. He said
"If there is a chance, you don't need to tell me, the imperial court will also destroy Jiang Zahu; but it is too easy for Liangzhou to get out of the customs, and Jiang Zahu is not that easy to catch, so the imperial court can only try its best."
Liu Qiansheng said: "Master Ye knows things like a god, and his ears and eyes are very good. It is not difficult to find Jiang Zahu. In terms of talent, Master Ye is not necessarily weaker than Jiang Zahu. As long as Master Ye is honest and willing to investigate Jiang Zahu, this matter
It’s really not difficult.”
Ye Jingtang thought about it carefully: "I will do my best. You can explain King Wu's case first, and you can save the time and hand it over to the court later."
Now that Liu Qiansheng has reached an agreement, he no longer talks:
"I don't know much about King Wu's affairs. I can help King Wu because there is a pharmacist under King Wu who escaped from Beiliang. The disciple of the Medical Sage of Beiliang named Zhang Jinglin can cure the disease.
An old wound of mine.”
Ye Jingtang said hello to the mouth of the well, and asked the police officer above to drop a black-covered notepad, take out a small pen from the side, and record carefully:
"Is this Zhang Jinglin more powerful than Divine Doctor Wang?"
Liu Qiansheng shook his head: "There is no injury in the world that Divine Doctor Wang cannot cure. There is a shortage of medicinal materials, not an inability to cure. I have secretly come to the capital before, and Divine Doctor Wang asked me to find Xue Huhua. He can cure it, but there is no cure."
Found. Zhang Jinglin didn’t look like a doctor, he used more of a strange secret method. Although he didn’t cure my injuries, I saw with my own eyes that he gave the secret medicine to a death row prisoner with mediocre martial arts skills, which greatly increased his power, almost doubling it several times.
.”
Ye Jingtang paused and said, "Is there any other medicine like this?"
Qiu Tianhe said: "It may be an evil medicine that overwhelms the body in a short period of time, injuring the enemy eight hundred and damaging one thousand."
Liu Qiansheng nodded: "That's true. You'll die within two-quarters of an hour after taking it. However, this is the first time I've seen such a powerful evil secret medicine in my life. It can expand the energy veins in the whole body in a short time. I'm afraid I won't dare to touch the mountain after taking it."
Three Immortals. Because the medicinal effect is similar to that of Snow Lake Flower, I was used by King Wu, and I am waiting for Zhang Jinglin to prepare a medicine that can cure my injuries."
"How much of this medicine is there?"
"I don't know. I was still researching when I saw it, and it was not stable. King Wu didn't have many troops, and he was in the middle of three wars. I guess King Wu wanted to rely on secret medicine to create hundreds or even thousands of masters in a short time.
Form an elite army and attack the capital alone. At present, it seems that there is definitely no chance..."
Ye Jingtang listened carefully and wrote down the confession.
Liu Qiansheng knew that Ye Jingtang's talent must be very high. After briefly explaining the information he knew, he stood up while dragging the chain:
"These news are actually insignificant to the court. The most valuable thing about me is my kung fu. I am already old, and Master Ye may not be able to feel much when fighting against Master Ye. In order to prevent Master Ye from getting a confession, I will tell you.
To kill the donkey, I will first submit a certificate of surrender so that Lord Ye can see what I have accumulated over the past eighty years."
Night Terror Hall was very interested in this, put away the pamphlet and stood up:
"I heard that Senior Liu's 'Listening to the Wind Palm' is the best in the world, can you let Ye show it to you?"
The direction of Qiu Tianhe's Tianhe Sword is similar to that of Liu Qiansheng's Tingfeng Palm. Maybe learning this skill will become the last piece of the puzzle for him to become the best swordsman.
For this reason, Qiu Tianhe also stood up and looked like he was all ears. Although it felt a bit inappropriate, he had been a lobbyist for so long, and it seemed that it was not too much to ask for compensation.
Liu Qiansheng was quite honored to be able to teach two candidates for the Eighth Prize, so he did not hold back any more. He raised his hands and began to practice on the spot:
"I have heard that the swordsmanship of Tianhe Dao is exquisite, but it can only be used against masters below the Eighth Leader. The warriors who can beat the Eighth Leader have all reached the realm of the unity of heaven and man, and their six senses are no better than yours.
There is not much difference, so you can only wait for Xuanyuan Chao to die of old age, and it will be difficult to defeat Xuanyuan Chao with this one hand."
Qiu Tianhe's eyes were solemn: "It's true. I've fought with Mr. Xuanyuan several times. I couldn't cut him with a backhand knife. If he hit me with a backhand knife, I would have to run away. I couldn't beat him at all."
"When a martial artist fights, no matter how high his martial arts skills are, the key point is to "dismantle the move at first glance." If you attack from a distance of seven or eight feet, a fool will be able to dismantle the move, which is not considered powerful; if you can change the move in a matter of seconds, you are considered a master.
You have mastered kung fu. Listening to the Wind Palm is not a move used to find the way as people say in the world. This move can detect the entire opponent's body."
After Liu Qiansheng finished practicing a set of moves, he stood with his hands behind his hands:
"Both of you are the best. If you can't remember it after reading it once, go out. Although I am in prison, I don't have the patience to teach a stupid apprentice."
Seeing this, Ye Jingtang stood still and pushed his palms slowly, studying the luck involved.
Qiu Tianhe didn't follow suit, but stood with his hands behind his back and practiced in his mind - he did this because firstly, the master was full of energy; secondly, he thought about it, and it was normal to be slower than the actual deduction in Ye Jingtang. He would do it later.
There is no shame in being a little slow-witted.
Liu Qiansheng's Tingfeng Palm is an inner-sect move. It is not as comprehensive as the Tianhe Sword. It focuses on touch and the luck method is simpler, but it is still quite subtle.
I practiced it four or five times in the Night Terror Hall. After I figured out the luck, my hands became gentle, as if they were weightless, and they came and went silently. Even the fingers had a unique rhythm.
After all, Liu Qiansheng had taught Jiang Zhahu, and he was also an old master. His reaction was not as big as that of Qiu Tianhe, but he looked surprised and nodded slightly:
"Good understanding."
Ye Jingtang practiced for a while, but Benben was not there. No one pressed his chest to test. He could only feel the changes in the airflow between his fingers and softly praised:
"This skill is indeed exquisite."
He said and looked at Qiu Tianhe.
(→_→)
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Qiu Tianhe knew that this boy had no sense of the world and would not save face for an elder like him.
However, Qiu Tianhe's understanding is not bad, and he has decades of experience in the world, so he won't be left too far behind.
Qiu Tianhe nodded thoughtfully, his eyes were deep, as if he was studying some subtlety, but he was actually stalling for time. After deducing the hidden luck method in his mind, he turned around and raised one hand in front of him:
"This move is quite exquisite and worthy of the name of the Eight Chiefs."
Ye Jingtang stood in front of him, leaning his right hand on the back of Qiu Tianhe's hand. Through the touch of the back of his hand, he could faintly feel the details of Qiu Tianhe's energy flowing in his palm and even his arm.
Liu Qiansheng stood with his hands behind his hands and explained:
"When a martial artist strikes, he must first raise his energy. The Tianhe Sword can only react when the opponent's muscles exert force and there is abnormal movement. This move of mine is faster, and you can figure out the opponent's moves without moving your fists and feet. Therefore, Master Ye and I fight,
You will always be half a step behind me in terms of fighting skills, and winning depends solely on your physical strength.
"The disadvantage of this move is that it is close to the body, and the advantage is also the same. With the fists connected, there is not much room left for changing moves. I know the opponent's move in advance, and I know in advance that the opponent will change his move. This is the fist that I aspired to win back then.
Capital together."
Ye Jingtang nodded thoughtfully, carefully felt the touch on the back of his hand, and made a move first, only to find that Qiu Tianhe's palm was as light as gauze and was completely unreliable.
Qiu Tianhe immediately fought back, and so did Ye Jingtang.
Huhu~~
There was a slight breeze in the cell, and Ye Jingtang and Qiu Tianhe stood opposite each other, with their right hands close together and pushing their palms back and forth.
Because if you change my moves, I have to change my moves, and if I change my moves, you have to change my moves. The result of pushing my hands back and forth is that the speed is getting faster and faster, and it depends on who can react first and can't keep up.
Qiu Tianhe is not bad in talent and has extraordinary experience. How to deal with moves has been developed into muscle instinct, so the feedback speed must not be slow.
Although Ye Jingtang relies solely on reaction, it can raise Qi as fast as a rectum. Qiu Tianhe just felt the fluctuations in his Qi pulse, and the strength was already pressing up, so he basically didn't give him a chance to react.
Both of them felt pressure in their hearts. In order to avoid damaging their own family's face, they stopped fighting with a tacit understanding before they could tell who was better.
Ye Jingtang raised his hands and praised: "This move is of such high attainment that Ye Jingtang has seen the best in his life. I have learned a lesson from him."
Qiu Tianhe also bowed his hand: "Old Liu is well-deserved. The fire hidden in this hand alone is enough for Qiu to think about it for several years."
Liu Qiansheng is indeed old, but his kung fu is genuine. With a hint of pride in his eyes, he sat down again:
"This is a move that I pondered decades ago. I have been in the world for eighty years and have accumulated more than this. However, after I teach it, it will be of no value to the court, so I have to teach it slowly, and I will teach it before I die.
Mr. Wangye, please don’t mind your ability to keep things under control.”
Seeing this, Ye Jingtang didn't say much, and flew up together with Qiu Tianhe, leaving the dungeon...