My enemies became my companions

Chapter 136 The Traitor is a Little Good

Dayu is located in the land of Chu and Yue, so there may not be snow even after winter. However, in Dajin, the country is already covered with fine snow.

In a tavern near the border, snow piled up in the corners, but the waiter dozed off with his head down, because there was almost no one in the tavern except for one person, who was like a statue. He ordered two taels of Jiannan liquor, and after entering the door, he did not take off his raincoat, but sat upright facing the main entrance.

The inn was leaking and it was incredibly cold. The waiter was dozing off and waking up every now and then due to the cold, but the swordsman in the straw raincoat stood still.

A creaking sound was heard, as if a dead branch was being crushed. A big man walked through the mud into the inn, glanced at the swordsman in the straw raincoat, and went straight to another table and chair.

"come over."

The sound woke up the waiter.

The big man had no choice but to sit opposite the straw raincoat swordsman. He secretly complained that seeing this man was bound to be bad news. How could he, "Tongbei Shenyuan" Zhang Xuqu, owe this man a favor?

He was an expert in Qing Kung Fu, and word in the martial arts world was that he never walked the right way but always stepped on roof tiles. He almost never repaid favors owed to others, and all he had to do was run fast. But this man's swordsmanship was too advanced, even faster than his Qing Kung Fu, making him difficult to deal with.

"I ordered some wine for you and asked you to do something."

The straw raincoat swordsman picked up the wine jug and poured a full bowl for Zhang Xuqu.

"Tell me where you're going first."

Zhang Xuqu was in no hurry to drink.

"Dongyu Capital."

The straw raincoat swordsman answered promptly and clearly.

"doing what?"

Zhang Xuqu picked up the wine bowl and asked.

"You are good at Qinggong and walk fast. I want you to do me a favor."

The straw raincoat swordsman paused.
"Save one person."

Zhang Xuqu pondered for a while and said:
"I don't dare drink your wine."

"I will go to Dongyu as well, but I will be one step behind you."

The straw raincoat swordsman said decisively.

Zhang Xuqu raised his wine bowl this time, drank half of it and said:

"You didn't explain clearly. I didn't dare to drink it all at once, but only half a bowl. Tell me, who do you want to save?"

"Go to the Hehuan Sect and rescue a successor."

The straw raincoat swordsman hid nothing and then looked down at the wine in his hand.

The Tongbei Divine Ape was surprised and said:

"A person like you is actually related to the Hehuan Sect?"

"There was an old man who also practiced the sword of killing. I ran into him by chance when I was wandering around the world. He invited me to drink some wine, and we both got drunk. Seeing that I didn't laugh at his background, he said that if I was in trouble in the future, he would help me with all his might. Now that he is in trouble, I want to help him."

"You must be joking. We drank a lot and talked a lot. I even said I wanted to be the emperor. It's not easy to enter Dongyu. The journey is long and you have to travel through mountains and rivers. I advise you to forget it."

Tongbei Divine Ape shook his wine bowl and advised:
"That was just some drunken nonsense. No one would take it seriously, not even him."

The straw raincoat swordsman who was looking down at the wine suddenly raised his head and said:

"But I mean it."

Tongbei Divine Ape remained silent, pondered for a while, and finally drank up the wine in his hand.

Seeing this, the straw raincoat swordsman smiled and said slowly:
"You are good at Qinggong, so you will reach the capital of Dongyu before me. I will follow later."

Zhang Xuqu poured himself another bowl of wine, then shook the wine pot and found that it was gone. It turned out that this man was too stingy and only bought two taels of wine.

"The matter of the Hehuan Sect involves an old case in the martial arts world. No one dares to help them. Even the king of Dongyu is involved. Yinjian Mountain is just the surface. Inside... it is related to the largest temple in the Western Buddhist Kingdom - Puhan Temple."

Zhang Xuqu said depressedly,

"If you offend them, a group of Western monks will come in droves to seek revenge. It's good for you, but it's difficult for me."

"If you have any trouble, come to me." These words made him feel at ease. Zhang Xuqu naturally understood that this man always kept his word. He drank the last bit of wine in his hand, vented his last bit of resentment and asked:

"Your sword is so high, the sixth best in the world, why don't you go and save people yourself?"

"My sword can't save anyone,"

He said indifferently:

“Only killing people.”

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After seeing Yin Weiying off, Chen Yi returned to the courtyard, covered in sweat, and his inner clothes were basically wet and dry.

He was just about to take off his clothes and wash up, but suddenly he thought of something.

Going to the study first, Chen Yi saw the little fox, who was sitting in front of the table with his head hung down, dozing off little by little.

Chen Yi smiled, walked over and picked her up, her soft body falling into his arms.

"Aren't you going to take a shower?"

Yin Tingxue woke up immediately, looked at Chen Yi timidly, bit her lip and asked:

"you still want?"

"No, I'll just carry you back to your room to sleep. I have things to do and can't take a shower yet." Chen Yi fiddled with the ends of her hair.

Hearing him say this, Yin Tingxue breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't like doing those things, and she couldn't tell herself to enjoy it. Until now, she felt that her body was dirty and disappointing. She was particularly afraid every night. She hated Chen Yi for this and that, but she couldn't do anything about it. She was a concubine, and she had to obey him obediently. This was a concubine's duty.

"Tonight."

Chen Yi smiled.

Yin Tingxue shuddered again, staring at him with eyes wide open like a cat, and finally, although she was clearly unwilling, she had no choice but to give in.

"Then you, be gentle..."

Chen Yi carried her back to the bedroom, and this time her eyelids were already drooping.

After covering her with the quilt and seeing that she was already drowsy, Chen Yi whispered in her ear:
"I went to practice sword fighting. I have been practicing for three or four hours."

"oh oh…"

"Repeat that."

"You've been practicing sword for quite a while..."

Yin Tingxue had already closed her eyes, her lips moved as she spoke,
"I practiced for three or four hours..."

She fell asleep completely. Chen Yi smiled, stood up and took off his coat.

Holding the Hou Kang sword, Chen Yi calculated the time, drew the sword out of its sheath in the courtyard, took a bow step, twisted the sword tip, and stabbed with a heavy step.

He imitated the sword moves of the Yinzai Sword that he got from Min Ning. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, he kept drawing the sword, gathering his energy, and changing his moves. His body moved around the courtyard, sometimes stepping forward with his left foot to form a left moon posture, and sometimes striking horizontally in the air to form a sword-fighting posture.

Time passed moment by moment, and Chen Yi's figure remained the same.

At some point, a figure appeared outside the yard.

She had only one arm and was disabled, but she was still extremely beautiful. She didn't speak and no one noticed her. She was like one with the light and the dust.

Jian Jia just stood there silently, watching Chen Yi practice sword skills.

He practiced sword like this on the sword stage of Yinjian Mountain, and Zhou Yitang looked at him like this. Those were the most unremarkable years in Yinjian Mountain.

The repeated sword movements and turns caught the eye. The thin clothes on his body seemed to be wet and then dry. With so much sweat, I wonder how many hours he must have practiced.

Zhou Yitang remained calm, with a gleam in his eyes.

He was indeed practicing swordplay.

He once said her sword was outdated,
However, he clearly did not forget the sword of Yinjianshan.

Suddenly, she felt that this traitor was a little bit good, just like in the past, just like now.
(End of this chapter)