The Book of Heaven

Chapter 293
The strength of the Zhuge family is not only deeply rooted in the hearts of the people of Suining County, but even people in Bashu and even the entire empire firmly remember the promise made by the emperor to Mr. Zhuge Kongming that the empire will not be destroyed, and Zhuge will not fall.

A family is closely tied to the fate of an empire. In other words, as long as the person sitting on the throne of the emperor is still surnamed Liu and has the same blood, the glory of the ancestors cannot be tarnished, and the Zhuge family cannot fall.

Therefore, as long as they are normal-minded wealthy nobles, they will not trouble the Zhuge family. After all, there is an imperial emperor backing the Zhuge family, so the Zhuge family is definitely not something that any cat or dog can touch.

Even if there are occasional thieves who are not open-eyed and put their minds on Zhuge's family, what they want is some superficial benefits, not to mention that they dare not touch the offspring of Zhuge's family, even the areas such as Zhuge's workshops are not dared to infringe in the slightest. After all, these thieves are well aware that stealing is nothing more than being distributed to the frontier, but if they approach the workshop without permission, it is a serious crime that implicates the entire family.

Zhuge's family, which has never had any incidents for hundreds of years, probably would never have imagined that someone really set their minds on Zhuge's family.

In the long night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, the gate of Zhuge Mansion was still brightly lit, eight big lanterns illuminated the gate, and the same eight guards stood at the gate tremblingly.In the eyes of many people, the guards at the gate of Zhuge's house were not for warning at all, but for showing off. After all, even thieves who roamed around in recent years would not set their minds on Zhuge's house.

That being the case, why do we need eight guards?In fact, even the guards standing at the gate thought so in their hearts, but because the Zhuge family's rules cannot be broken, they had to maintain this mentally trembling appearance. In fact, they didn't have much vigilance.

Even when there is no one around, these guards will even chat with each other, just to keep their voices to a minimum.

It was late at night, not to mention the streets outside, even the patrolling guards in the yard were down. The eight guards were of different shapes, but they had started chatting as usual to pass the long night.

The topic of Zhuge's family recently is of course the new uncle Ma Zheng. Speaking of which, because of Ma Zheng, the guards like these gatekeepers really got a lot of benefits, at least they didn't take less red envelopes.

The eight guards were a little distracted while chatting, and they didn't notice that under the light of the lantern, there were four figures approaching the gate of Zhuge's house at an extremely fast speed.

Although the speed of these figures was extremely fast, there was no sound at all. Not only was there no sound of footsteps, even the sound of their clothes blowing in the night wind was suppressed by some special technique, and no sound came out.

It's just that as martial arts practitioners, even though these guards were chatting, two of them felt something was wrong as intuitively and instinctively. Although they didn't feel anything, they still couldn't help turning their heads towards the gate , showing suspicious eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"There seems to be something wrong."

"How can there be, listen, there is no sound at all."

Not everyone has that kind of vigilance, they only rely on experience, most of the time experience or good things, but sometimes people will lose their lives because of experience.

For example, at this time, the two guards who were not alert had already slowed down the four shadows who were approaching secretly, but the carelessness of the other guards destroyed the tension and gave the four shadows a chance.

There was no shadow of sword, light or sword, only a few muffled hums. Under the brilliance of the lantern, countless shadows swayed wildly like the shadows of trees under a strong wind.

There is no one to disturb the private courtyard, and Ma Zheng is not afraid of his secret being seen through. In order to further stabilize his state and improve his martial arts faster, even though it is late at night, Ma Zheng is still under the dim light of the lantern. Practice hard.

For most innate warriors, their martial arts moves have been practiced for decades, and there is no need to stay up all night to practice like Ma Zheng. For these innate warriors, what can really improve is to meditate every day and accumulate the world Vitality, flushing the meridians of the bones over and over again, widening the dantian.

After all, innate warriors are still human beings, and they still need to eat and sleep besides practicing.

However, Ma Zheng is different from these people. First of all, he does not need to sleep. In other words, he can use the time when others sleep to practice, and he is also practicing when others are practicing. This is also the reason why Ma Zheng's martial arts realm can be improved rapidly. one of the reasons.

It's just that Ma Zheng's time in martial arts is too short. Even if he has the chance to learn advanced martial arts from the Ma family, the biggest shortcoming is that the training time is too short, even though Ma Zheng's talent in this area is far beyond normal Humans have twice as much practice time as ordinary people, but they still cannot completely cultivate these martial arts moves to the level of proficiency.

Ma Zheng firmly believes that 90.00% of the word "success" is more than the sweat of ordinary people.

During the past two days, Zhuge Mingyue occasionally came to talk to Ma Zheng during the day and meet up.Ma Zheng is neither keen nor repulsive about this. As a man, he certainly wouldn't dislike a smart and beautiful woman like Zhuge Mingyue, but it's out of the question to say how much he has deep feelings for Zhuge Mingyue.

"Ma Zhao, you'd better go in and sleep."

After practicing for a while, Ma Zheng finally let go of the Xingyao stick in his hand.

"This stick is just perfect for me!"

The weight of tens of catties is evenly distributed to each part of the long stick due to the exquisite level of the craftsman, which is almost absolutely average in Ma Zheng's perception, so there will be no slight delay when waving it, and the heavy feeling can actually accelerate it. , making Ma Zheng's stick moves sharper.The excellent elasticity and toughness of the stick often make Ma Zheng forget the amazing fact that the stick itself is made of metal.

"Ma Zhao, why don't you go to rest?"

After dancing two more stick flowers, Ma Zheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned his head and found that Ma Zhao was still sitting on the threshold, but his drooping head had been lifted up, and his two legs were emitting a faint green glow under the night. His eyes were looking in the direction of Zhuge's house gate.

"Ok?"

Ma Zheng frowned slightly, but he was secretly startled.He and Ma Zhao had already cultivated a tacit understanding, and the green light in Ma Zhao's eyes alone was enough to show that something was wrong.

But Ma Zheng couldn't figure it out for a while, this is not an inn, this is the imposing Zhuge family mansion, how can a guy without eyes think of coming to touch the Zhuge family's brows?

"There are a total of six innates here!"

Turning to the direction Ma Zhao was looking at, Ma Zheng said in a low voice.

"Seven, plus you."

Ma Zhao had already got up, walked to Ma Zheng's side, lightly wiped his right hand on his waist, and grasped the thick-backed skinning knife in his hand.

"Hey, I almost forgot about myself. Are you sure it feels right?"

(End of this chapter)