Volume 7: Ma Mingfeng Xiaoxiao, The Boy Raises His Sword Chapter 320: Hijacking
Su Ling followed the little beggar Qin Yu as he turned left and right. Even though Qin Yu was not very old, he showed a poise that was quite different from his age. He seemed to be able to tell that Su Ling had a special status. If he was walking on the street
It's a lot of inconvenience.
Therefore, he chose to walk in back streets and alleys, in deep corners, and since it was late at night, Su Ling met almost no one along the way.
The two walked for a while and then arrived at the west part of Bohai City. Su Ling clearly felt that the prosperity of the west part of Bohai City was different from that in the center of Bohai City. This area was remote and desolate, with few people, fewer shops, and fewer lights.
The night is deep and it is almost dark here.
Not only such low hills can be seen everywhere, it seems that although this is also within Bohai City, it seems to be limited by the terrain and environment, and few people have developed the Xicheng area.
Su Ling had a good guess. Bohai City is higher in the west and lower in the east. There are many low hills and dense forests in the west, so commerce is not developed and most people do not settle here. However, the east side is close to the sea, but unlike the west side, it is Bohai City.
The most prosperous place.
Qin Yu led the way and plunged into the bushes ahead as he walked.
Su Ling followed closely behind, and everything was silent except for the light from the moonlight, which illuminated the road ahead.
After walking for a while, Su Ling suddenly felt that there seemed to be light in front of him. However, he saw Qin Yu leaning his body in the bushes and lowering his voice: "Young Master, look, there is the Sanqing Temple in front of you..."
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Su Ling looked up, and with the light emitted, he saw a Taoist temple not far ahead.
This Taoist temple seems to have been around for a long time. Although the outer wall of the Taoist temple seems to have been repaired, there are still some signs of dilapidation. The outer wall is not too high, and Su Ling can enter with a single movement.
Directly in front is the gate of the Taoist temple. It looks like it has been around for a while. The original black color of the Taoist temple gate has peeled off. Two yellow lanterns hang on the lintel, emitting a yellowish light. The gate of the Taoist temple can be faintly seen.
If there is a word, it should be written with the word Tao.
There is a wooden black plaque in the center, and you can faintly see three gold characters: Sanqingguan. However, the color also looks a bit shabby due to age.
Su Ling asked: "How long has this Sanqing Temple been built... Why does it look a little dilapidated..."
Qin Yu shook his head and said: "I don't know either. When I can remember, my mother brought me here to beg for food. At that time, the Taoist temple was like this... Later, my mother was gone and I was the only one left.
Dependent on each other with my little sister..."
Su Ling's heart trembled and she asked in a low voice: "Qin Yu, where is your father?"
Qin Yu shook his head and said: "Qin Yu doesn't even remember what his father looked like... My mother told me that my father was no longer alive when I was very young..."
Su Ling suddenly felt pity, patted Qin Yu's shoulder and said: "Little brother...Thank you for showing me the way today...I can just go by myself..." As he said that,
He felt it in his arms.
He originally wanted to give Qin Yu some money, but after touching for a while, he suddenly remembered that all his money had been plundered by Ting Hailou, and now he didn't have a penny.
Qin Yu didn't know that Su Ling was penniless. When he saw Su Ling groping in his arms, he guessed what Su Ling meant. He waved his hand in a hurry and said in a low voice: "Young Master... the money that Young Master gave me last time
, Qin Yu didn't move at all... I thought that if my sister came back, I would take her to have a good meal... Young Master, Qin Yu doesn't want money...
...Qin Yu only asks the young master to save my sister..."
Su Ling nodded and said: "Okay, I promise you, I will give you an explanation as soon as tomorrow or the day after tomorrow at the latest..."
When Qin Yu heard this, he bowed to Su Ling with a grateful look on his face and said, "I know that Young Master has important things to do when he comes to Sanqing Temple... Young Master, be careful, Qin Yu is gone!"
Su Ling nodded, and Qin Yu turned around, plunged into the bushes, and disappeared.
Su Ling originally thought about jumping into the Sanqing Temple from the back wall, but felt that there was no need. He was not a thief, and the Sanqing Temple was not an important place. If pilgrims came, the Taoist priests of the Taoist temple could not turn them away.
Thinking of this, Su Ling didn't hide anything and walked towards the main entrance of the Taoist temple with an indifferent expression.
It was just that he had just arrived at the door of the Taoist temple and was about to knock on the door knocker. The door of the Taoist temple slowly opened, and a young Taoist priest walked out from inside. He was wearing a loose Taoist robe and holding a fly whisk in his hand. He really looked like an immortal.
Bone feeling.
Su Ling was just wondering when he saw the Taoist priest bowing his head towards Su Ling and saying, "Infinite Heavenly Lord, may I ask if you are the benefactor Chen Jia Chen?"
Su Ling looked puzzled and hurriedly returned the courtesy: "Immortal Chief, the common man Chen Jia is polite. I don't know the name of the Immortal Chief. How do you know my name? How do you know that I am outside the door?"
The young Taoist priest smiled lightly and said: "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, poor Taoist Qingxuzi, is the master of this Sanqing Temple. As for how poor Taoist knew the name of the donor, it was told by a distinguished guest in my temple...
.. He said that benefactor Chen will definitely come tonight, and asked Pindao to guard the door. If he saw the benefactor coming, he would open the door to welcome him..."
Su Ling's heart moved, and she smiled and said, "I wonder who the distinguished guest in your temple is?"
Qing Xuzi smiled slightly and said, "Donor Chen, come with Pindao... When the benefactor meets the distinguished guest, you will naturally know who he is?"
After saying that, he slapped the head of the inspector and made a "please" word to Su Ling.
Su Ling had some doubts in her heart, but when she saw that Qing Xuzi had a kind face, he was the only one in front of the Taoist temple, and there was no one else.
It's okay to expect it. Su Ling thought of this and nodded hurriedly: "Immortal chief, please first..."
Qing Xuzi smiled and turned around to lead the way. Then Su Ling stepped into the Sanqing Temple...
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In the central area of Bohai City, there is a deep house compound.
It is such a splendid mansion, covering a very large area, with pavilions, pavilions, rockery gardens and everything else. It shows the noble status of the owner of this house.
At this time, most of the people in the mansion were asleep, and there was no light in the entire mansion except for the two red lanterns hanging on the lintel of the main entrance.
Under the moonlight, the courtyard was also quiet and seemed empty and spacious.
At this moment, two figures suddenly fell into the courtyard, one red and one white. Under the moonlight, they were as light as feathers and fell into the courtyard without making any sound.
If Su Ling had been present, he would have recognized at a glance that the red figure was Mu Yanqing, and the white figure was Lin Bulang.
The two of them landed in the courtyard and stabilized their bodies. Just as Lin Bulang was about to speak, he heard a burst of footsteps coming from far and near towards the courtyard where they were falling.
He quickly exchanged looks with Mu Yanqing and ducked behind the pillars of the corridor in the courtyard.
The two of them looked towards the courtyard with bated breath, only to see four or five domestic slaves supporting a man who looked like a young master walking towards them.
This young man was young, he looked to be in his early twenties, and he was wearing silk and satin, but when he looked at his face, he looked quite miserable.
His cheeks were red and swollen, his eye circles were bruised, and the corners of his mouth were slightly cracked. It looked like he had been beaten, and not lightly.
He was supported by four or five house slaves, grinning and groaning, while cursing and saying harsh words: "Young Master, I have never suffered such a loss since I was born! This person in the Shen Mansion
Up and down, who dares to collide with me? Even my father has never laid a finger on me. Today in Tinghai Tower, my face has been completely lost..."
Then there was another groan, and he cursed again: "That country bumpkin named Chen, I'd better not let me meet him again. If I let him meet him, I will definitely take him back to the Judicial Cao and serve him with all kinds of severe punishments."
He knelt down and called me my ancestor!"
The four or five domestic slaves also echoed his words, just to make him feel at ease.
The young master was cursing as he was helped by his servants and walked into the main room of the courtyard.
Lin Bulang and Mu Yanqing, who were hiding behind the pillars of the corridor, looked at each other and followed them.
But he said that the young master was helped into the room by his slaves, and his mood was extremely depressed. After driving the slaves out, he took a wax lamp, found some medicine for bruises, sat in front of a bronze mirror, and gave it to himself.
Apply medicine to your own wounds.
Under the pull, there were waves of pain, which made him groan for a while.
But I saw him looking in the mirror and saying to himself: "No matter what, young master, I am still a beautiful young man facing the wind, a handsome young master of the Shen family... and now my boat has capsized in the gutter... broken."
Come on...Chen Jia, I and you are at odds with each other!"
Maybe he was talking to himself, which caused the wound at the corner of his mouth to hurt, and he kept humming for a while.
"Sigh... I don't know if Mrs. Zhao from Qihuayuan will be happy with me if she sees me tomorrow... I'll pay a lot of money now... I'll pay a lot of money
Already..."
The young man seemed to have thought of something troublesome and kept sighing.
Come to think of it, this young man's identity can be known from what he said to himself. He was the one who was beaten by Su Ling today.
And this deep courtyard is the residence of Bohai General Shi Shen Zhengnan.
However, Shen Yu was sighing and groaning in front of the mirror when he suddenly felt a chill on his neck. When he looked down, he saw a bright long sword pressing against his neck, the blade of the sword shining with cold light.
Through the bronze mirror, he could clearly see that a man and a woman had entered his room at some point.
Although the man has a handsome face and the woman looks like a fairy, in the eyes of the examiner, these two people are nothing more than vicious.
Xian Yu was shocked and frightened, and just wanted to scream for help desperately.
But I saw the young man in white scolding in a low voice: "Don't make any noise, you will get your life if you make any noise!"
The judge immediately felt like chaff. He did not dare to speak loudly and begged for mercy in a low voice: "Young hero, heroine, please forgive me... I won't make any noise... I won't make any noise..."
Needless to say, the man and woman were Lin Bulang and Mu Yanqing who followed.
Lin Bulang asked Mu Yanqing with his eyes what to do next, but Mu Yanqing was not in a hurry, and calmly sat down in front of the judge, sneering at him.
The judge was even more panicked now. If he hadn't been restrained by Lin Bulang's sword, he would have knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy.
Mu Yanqing felt that this man was really a coward, so he suddenly pouted and said: "This kind of person is really wasting food in the world, so kill him!"
This sentence scared Shen Yuzhen's soul out of its sheath, and his lower body felt warm, and he peed his pants first...
He didn't care much, and he didn't dare to make big moves. If he made too big a move, the sword around his neck would tighten so fast that his head might move.
He had no choice but to keep bowing to Mu Yanqing and begging for mercy: "Xia Xia, have mercy on me, Xia Xia, have mercy on me. There are countless gold, silver and jewels in my house. As long as Xia Xia disturbs me...what do you want?"
Whatever you have, you can have as many as you want..."
Mu Yanqing waved her hands impatiently and said: "Trash... Fortunately, your father is still Shen Zhengnan, who is considered a figure. Why are you so successful..."
As he said that, he looked at the judge with a sneer and said word by word: "Jianyu... do you want to live?"
The judge hurriedly said: "I don't think... no one wants to die..."
Mu Yanqing nodded, as if thinking: "Well, let's do something for me... If you are willing, not to mention your life can be saved, and maybe I will give you a bright future.
.....How is it?”
He said with a mocking look on his face, looking at the frightened Zhen Yu with a pale face, and sneered.
The judge is now a lamb to be slaughtered, and his life is in their hands. He can only say with a sad face: "The heroine is willing to spare my life, don't say one thing, it is hundreds of thousands of things... "
"Noisy..." Mu Yanqing suddenly raised her hand and slapped the judge in the face.
She suddenly felt a burning pain in her cheek. The old wound had not yet healed but a new one had appeared on her face. Now her face was even more miserable.
Mu Yanqing said coldly: "Just one thing...if you do it, my aunt will naturally spare you. If you don't do it, your whole family will be slaughtered!"
Then he said to Lin Bulang: "Junior brother, take him away!"
Lin Bulang nodded, and with a little force on the sword pressed against Shen Yu's neck, a bloodstain instantly appeared.
The trial was preceded by howling loudly.
Until then, he still obeyed Lin Bulang's words honestly and could not make any noise...
"Stand up and follow us..." Lin Bulang scolded in a low voice.
"Go...where..." Shen Yu looked helpless, feeling scared and confused.
"If you want to survive, don't ask so many questions!" Lin Bulang glared at him fiercely.
He suddenly trembled, nodded and said: "Yes, yes... let's go... let's go!"
However, after trying his best for a long time, he was still so frightened that he was paralyzed and could not even stand up.
In desperation, Shen Yu could only plead in a low voice: "Can you two please hold me back...or else I won't be able to leave even if you kill me..."
Lin Bulang was speechless and sighed: "What a loser..."
He and Mu Yanqing looked at each other, and then they set up the trial room on the left and right, walked out of the room, wandered back and forth, and came to the big wall of the house.
The two people's body movements were so fast that Shen Yu could only feel the wind in his ears and his eyes were dazzled. It was only the distance from his room to the big wall. He couldn't hold on, and his stomach was turbulent. If it weren't for the fear of Lin Bulang's knife,
If you kill him, he will vomit all kinds of meat and vegetables.
Lin Bulang and Mu Yanqing carried Shen Yu to the big wall. With a little effort, they jumped up with Shen Yu, easily crossed the Shen Mansion wall, and plunged into the deep dark alley.