Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 52 The Night
Dark clouds cover the moon, and the night is dim.

Zhao Lin and Liang Song came to Sanjia Village in the dark, and sensed Zhao Feilong's breath a dozen meters away from their home.

Ultrasonic waves have attenuation characteristics with distance. Zhao Lin's extraordinary hearing can cover a range of about 50 meters. If it is further away, his hearing is only slightly better than ordinary people.

If you encounter obstacles or an environment with complex terrain, the positioning function of hearing will be affected.

Zhao Feilong hid behind the door of the main room. Zhao Lin approached and heard his breathing, so he accurately judged his exact location.

He is the only one here, no one else.

"Sure enough, you are a lone ranger, and I will send you on your way today!"

Zhao Lin gestured to Liang Song with his hand and told him that Zhao Feilong was hiding in the house.

In order to act realistically, the two deliberately looked around the wall for a while before turning over and jumping into the yard.

"The money is under the bed in the back room. I'll get it right away. You wait for me outside."

Zhao Lin spoke words to confuse the enemy, raised his spear, pointed the tip of the spear to the left of the door, and pointed out Zhao Feilong's position.

Liang Song nodded, took off his hunting bow, and took three poisonous arrows in his hand.

Zhao Lin's voice was very low, but in the dead of night, Zhao Feilong behind the door could hear it clearly.

"Hey, come here, I will never miss this time!"

Zhao Feilong didn't know that his identity had changed from a hunter to a prey, so he held his breath and tightly held the long sword in his hand.

Just wait for Zhao Lin to enter the house, and he will pierce his heart with a sword.

Zhao Lin took a deep breath and walked towards the door with the iron gun in hand.

This person is a master of Qi, and it is almost impossible to kill him in an open area.

Only in such a closed environment can one be most sure if one calculates with one's mind but without one's mind.

Zhao Lin was very clear about the structure of his house, the place where Zhao Feilong hid was just an adobe wall built of grass, trees and lime, which couldn't block the blow of an iron gun at all, and it was not even as strong as the tree hole where Xiong Wei hid.

There were three stone steps in front of the house. Zhao Lin climbed up step by step, and then took a step, posing in the posture of stabbing a spear, and thrusting a spear extremely quickly.

Zhao Feilong waited for a breath, but couldn't hear the follow-up footsteps, he was wondering secretly, when he suddenly heard a strong wind coming, he screamed inwardly, raised his breath, twisted his body, and retreated quickly.

Unfortunately, it was too late, an iron gun broke through the wall, and the sharp point of the gun pierced under his left rib, broke two ribs, and penetrated straight into his internal organs.

With a bang, the earthen wall collapsed.

"Go to hell!"

Zhao Feilong never thought that his sneak attack would be seen through by the opponent, and he was shot back, but he was brave by nature, he did not retreat but advanced, gritted his teeth and swung a sword, stabbing fiercely at Zhao Lin's throat.

It was inconvenient to use a long spear for close combat, so Zhao Lin let go of the gun and drew out his whistle stick at his waist to block.

Before letting go, he sent the gun forward.

Whoosh whoosh!
Liang Song raised his hand and shot three sharp arrows one after another.

Zhao Feilong fought repeatedly and blocked two of them, but because of his serious injury, he was distracted from dealing with Zhao Lin, and was shot in the leg by an arrow.

laugh!
Zhao Feilong reluctantly pulled out the long spear on his waist, let the arrow stick in his leg, and resorted to a life-saving trick. One sword was as fast as a sword, trying to force Zhao Lin back.

There is nothing to be done, only by rushing out can there be a glimmer of life.

Although his swordsmanship is superb, it is difficult to use it in such a small space. Zhao Lin only defends but does not attack, and is determined not to give way to him.

As long as the bandit is blocked in the house, he will be killed sooner or later.

Seeing the two fighting together, Liang Song threw away his hunting bow and stepped forward with a short knife to help Zhao Lin.

Zhao Feilong was one against two, and he did not lose the wind at all, but after seven or eight moves, he suddenly felt unbearable itching in the wound, followed by chest tightness and tightness of breath, and his hands and feet twitched uncontrollably.

"Shameless, how dare you use poison!"

Zhao Feilong was furious and roared loudly.

Martial Dao has entered the Qi state, and he can use Qi to suppress the toxicity, but he dare not do so now, otherwise he will definitely not be able to resist the combined attack of Zhao Liang.

Zhao Feilong's thoughts changed, he resolutely gave up the idea of ​​breaking out, retreated all the way to the house, took out a bamboo whistle from his arms, and blew it hard, and the sharp bamboo whistle immediately resounded through the night sky.

The scene suddenly quieted down.

The room was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Zhao Feilong stuck to the base of the wall, hid behind the chest of drawers, motionless.

The darkness reassured him.

As long as those two boys dare to approach, he can deliver a fatal blow.

The five senses of the warriors in the air realm are stronger than those in the strength realm, and they have an advantage in the dark night. The reason is correct, but it is a pity that he is facing Zhao Lin.

Zhao Lin knew what the other party was planning, so he sneered inwardly, his Adam's apple vibrated, sending out ultrasonic waves, and quickly locked Zhao Feilong's position.

"Let's go!"

He took out the flying axe and threw it towards Zhao Feilong's hiding place.

The flying ax sent out by Qianjin was as fast as lightning, rubbing against the air and making a sharp whistling sound, and hit Zhao Feilong's chest.

"thump!"

Zhao Feilong fell to the ground, and before he died, a question flashed in his mind: How did he find me?

Zhao Lin found the oil lamp from the table by memory, and lit it with a torch.

Zhao Feilong was lying on the ground, bleeding all over the ground, and he was already dead.

Liang Song felt puzzled and went up to make another stab.

Zhao Lin picked the corpse's chest with a whistle stick, and with a "crash", more than a dozen taels of silver fell out of the bag split by the axe.

"I said there are more than a dozen taels of silver at home, and you are quite cooperative."

Zhao Lin took all the silver as it was ordered, and picked up the long sword on the ground and handed it to Liang Song.

"This sword is not bad, you can use it."

Liang Song took the sword in his hand and praised: "It's really a good sword! It's fast and thin." Then he handed it back to Zhao Lin, "You killed the man, so I'll give it to you."

Zhao Lin waved his hand and said, "This sword is too light, I can't use it."

Only then did Liang Song accept it.

The two quickly swept the battlefield, taking back their spears, throwing axes and arrows.

Before leaving, Zhao Lin cut off Zhao Feilong's head.

"Why do you want someone else's head?" Liang Song asked puzzled.

Zhao Lin stretched out a finger, "This head is worth at least 100 taels of silver."

He still remembered the reward order posted on the city gate.

Coming out of the house, both of them let out a sigh of relief.

Although the process was dangerous, he finally killed the backbone of the bandits, which I have to say is remarkable.

There was such a big commotion in the house that the surrounding villagers were already alarmed. They boldly stood at the gate of their own yard and looked over here.

"Folks, I, Zhao Lin, killed the bandits!"

Zhao Lin raised the head in his hand and shouted loudly, and ran to the north with Liang Song to Mount Baitou after speaking.

Not long after, more than a dozen riders came over after hearing the news, and after arresting a few villagers, they found out what happened just now.

When they came to Zhao Lin's house, they were dumbfounded when they saw the corpse on the ground.

"Who is this? Why is his head missing?"

"It looks like a cruel pillar."

"No way? Why did Cruel Heart Zhu die here?"

"It doesn't matter, it must be ours, call someone to come..."

The two beards had to leave, and the remaining beards kept watch around the village.

About an hour later, the Diamond Mountain Leopard hurried over with a group of bandit leaders.

After surveying the scene, the face of Zhanshan Leopard was as sinking as water.

"I asked Feilong to do something in the city, why did he come here?"

The military adviser Tuo Tianliang said: "It seems that he was led here and set up an ambush."

Diamond Mountain Leopard frowned, "Just relying on those two boys who have only studied martial arts for half a year, can they kill Feilong?"

The second shopkeeper guessed: "Will there be an expert to help?"

Tuo Tianliang didn't speak, held a torch, squatted beside the corpse and looked at it for a while and said, "The wound is black and poisonous."

The grumpy third shopkeeper scolded: "The one who suffers from the mother's plague, despicable!"

At this time, the Huzi who rushed over first came forward and reported, "Master, I just asked a few villagers, and they all said that those two boys did it, there was no one else, and when they left, they still carried the head in their hands."

The veins on Diamond Mountain Leopard's forehead twitched, "It seems that we underestimated them."

(End of this chapter)