Build the Traveler Alliance from Scratch.

Chapter 22 Conspiracy to Rob the Prison

After all, the bun shop is a narrow place, which is not conducive to the display of Miao Dao.

Therefore, the first thing Ding Xiu had to do was to force Lin Zhongtian out and fight against him on a wider battlefield.

And the moves he used are exactly the left and right anti-thief styles in "Xinyou Sword Art", also known as the left and right defense styles.

The arc of this move can be large or small, advancing and attacking, retreating and defending at the same time, suitable for many battle scenes.

When he came to the street outside the bun shop, Ding Xiu finally got enough space to display his skills, so he changed his pace and held the slender seedling knife in front of him, holding it forward in one hand and backward in the other, with the tip of the knife pointing forward Lin Zhongtian.

Seeing the familiar posture in his memory, Lin Zhongtian showed a smile on his face.

"Ding Xiu, you are really strong."

"...you know my name?"

Ding Xiu frowned, and couldn't help thinking.

Although he prided himself on his high martial arts skills, in terms of name, he was far less prominent than the blood-stained devil in front of him.

How did the other party know his name?

Lin Zhongtian pulled out the long sword at his waist, and when he was about to say something with a smile, his expression suddenly changed, and he stabbed behind him with a backhanded sword.

The tip of the sword pierced the air, causing a scream.

Jin Yichuan, who was hiding in the shadows, shrank his pupils, and hurriedly blocked the two knives in his hands alternately in front of him.

"Chong-"

There was a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, and a huge force came from the tip of the sword.

Jin Yichuan only felt that his hands were numb and unable to parry. He couldn't help but backed up again and again. At the same time, the two knives in his hands unconsciously flicked twice, exposing the undefended chest and abdomen in the middle.

Lin Zhongtian took advantage of the situation and chased after him. The tip of the sword pierced Jin Yichuan's chest with the sound of piercing through the air.

Seeing that Jin Yichuan was about to be pierced through the heart by the long sword, Ding Xiu glared angrily at the overconfident junior, then shouted loudly, changed his grip, raised the knife above his head with both hands, and struck Lin Zhongtian in the back. past.

For this, Lin Zhongtian had anticipated that the sword stabbing at Jin Yichuan was just a false move.

When Ding Xiuxiu came to strike with the saber, Lin Zhongtian took advantage of the situation to dodge and retreat, and at the same time put the long sword behind his back, and the spine of the sword brushed across the blade.

Then Lin Zhongtian turned around and turned his hips, with the blade sticking to the blade, turning from behind to the front of his body, and at the same time pressing down, using the force of Ding Xiu's downward chop to make him slash on the ground.

Ding Xiu was startled when he cut the air with a knife, and couldn't help blurting out.

"Xinyou sword technique, are you also a descendant of the Qi family army?"

"Of course not..."

Lin Zhongtian smiled slightly, and before he finished speaking, a cloth shoe with mud still standing on the sole appeared in front of his eyes.

Naturally, Lin Zhongtian didn't want to be covered by the cloth shoes on his face, so he swung his sword and slapped the cloth shoes away. After defusing the attack, he floated back.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ding Xiu stood up with the saber, assumed the same posture just now, and aimed the saber at Lin Zhongtian solemnly.

At the same time, Jin Yichuan, who was next to him, also regained his strength, holding two knives forward in one hand and backward in the other, posing an offensive posture, pacing slowly behind Lin Zhongtian, waiting for an opportunity to find his flaws.

The corner of Lin Zhongtian's mouth twitched, and he cupped his hands towards Ding Xiu, who was bare-footed in front of him.

"Soldiers never tire of cheating, Fu has learned the lesson."

The corner of Ding Xiu's mouth curled up, but he didn't reply.

Lin Zhongtian glanced at the moon in the sky, thought for a while, and suddenly cupped his hands and said: "It's getting late, and Fu is a little tired, so I won't bother you anymore, and come to ask the two of you for advice some other day!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Zhongtian put the sword back into its sheath, leaped onto the roof, and after a few ups and downs, they disappeared from the sight of the two of them.

Jin Yichuan's eyes widened, looking at the roof where Lin Zhongtian disappeared, he couldn't help but said.

"What kind of light work is this?"

"Probably just a lot of strength..."

Ding Xiu stared at the crushed stone brick under his feet, and said with a strange expression.

Jin Yichuan didn't notice these details. Hearing senior brother Ding Xiu's words, he couldn't help recalling the sword just now, so he nodded and said with lingering fear: "This guy's strength is really great——ah, no, senior brother, this person is who?"

Ding Xiu glanced at him, and said slowly while putting the Miao knife back into its sheath.

"Bone Demon Hand, Fu Qingyun."

"It was him!"

Jin Yichuan was shocked when he heard the words, and couldn't help but look in the direction where Lin Zhongtian disappeared again.

Putting away the long knife, Ding Xiu put the knife on his shoulder again, and just about to turn around and walk into the bun shop, he suddenly turned his head as if remembering something, looked at Jin Yichuan and said, "Oh, by the way, Yichuan, Fu Qingyun doesn't seem to be I like the nickname of Bone Demon Hand, if you meet him on an errand next time, remember to call him Fu Qingyun, otherwise I am afraid that he will have a grudge and will be the first to kill you."

Although it was a warning, Ding Xiu's tone was still so casual and careless.

Jin Yichuan had long been used to his senior brother's attitude, and when he heard this, he smiled slightly.

"I don't think he would like the title either."

"...Oh?" Ding Xiu paused, turned around again, and asked with great interest, "From what you said, it seems that you know a lot about this guy. Let me hear it?"

Jin Yichuan chuckled, and just about to speak, he couldn't help covering his mouth and coughing a few times.

Ding Xiu frowned, and stretched out a hand, wanting to pat him on the back.

Jin Yichuan blocked Ding Xiu with his hand, rejected the brother's clumsy kindness, and said after a while, "It's not a big deal, you called me over in such a hurry tonight, let's talk about your information first!"

"Alright."

Ding Xiu nodded, and said in a low voice: "The organization has already recruited more than 20 experts, and it is tentatively scheduled to arrive in the capital in fifteen days. At that time, I still need your help to lead the way. We should cooperate internally and externally to rescue Brother Zhao."

"Fifteen days?"

Jin Yichuan calculated in his mind and shook his head: "No, it's too slow."

Ding Xiu frowned: "It's already very fast, if it is faster, the manpower will be reduced by at least half."

Jin Yichuan said decisively: "Then reduce it by half!"

Ding Xiu was a little puzzled: "No way, I remember you said that the sky prison is no better than the big prison in the yamen, and the prisoners in it will not live longer than three months at most. Once the sentence is sentenced, there will be no delay at all. Go directly to the execution ground."

Jin Yichuan nodded: "I said so."

Ding Xiu asked back: "Then how long has Brother Zhao been in?"

Jin Yichuan replied: "It's already more than three months."

Ding Xiu smiled: "Look, this shows that the emperor doesn't want to kill him yet, and the matter is not as serious as you think."

Jin Yichuan shook his head: "The emperor didn't kill Brother Zhao because he didn't remember Brother Zhao, or he didn't want to remember Brother Zhao, but once Brother Zhao's name appeared before him again, what do you think he would do?" Do?"

"..."

Ding Xiu's face was uncertain: "What do you mean?"

Jin Yichuan nodded: "That's right, after seven days, the Ministry of Criminal Justice will hand over the list of pending trials in the prison to the emperor for review, and Brother Zhao's name will definitely appear on the list in the emperor's hands."

"But even if this is the case, the emperor may not necessarily execute Brother Zhao immediately, right?"

"Senior Brother, are you planning to tie Brother Zhao's life on the momentary joy and anger of that stupid king?"

Jin Yichuan retorted, then shook his head and said, "I don't want to gamble. Brother Zhao once trusted that stupid king, but you have all seen the result. Instead of sitting and waiting for death, it is better to take the initiative and call all the people who can be called within seven days. You and I go to Jietian Prison together."

Ding Xiu's expression changed, but he quickly made a decision.

"Okay, let's do it!"

After finishing speaking, Ding Xiu seemed to think of something again, and suddenly asked, "But... where are your two brothers who are working as servants?"

Jin Yichuan's face froze, his eyes dimmed a little, but then he regained his composure: "Don't worry, I've already discussed with Dr. Zhang, I will die of illness before their eyes, and I will never implicate the two of them. "

(End of this chapter)