peasant young lady

Chapter 219 I'm waiting for you to come back
The night market outside has not yet left, and it looks like it will be open until very late.Yang Dalang stared at the Linjiang Inn for a while, then turned around and went to a tailor shop and went in. He bought a black and purple robe with a wide belt that was also black. From a distance, it looked like night clothes, which met his requirements. .

The sword was pinned to his waist, and the black scabbard was not eye-catching. Even if he covered it with his clothes, he couldn’t see anything. Finally, he asked the shopkeeper for a black veil. River Inn.

Yang Dalang stood in front of the Linjiang Inn, staring at the slightly bright third floor.He has already found out that the Linjiang Inn is the largest inn in Pingtan, and there are at least twenty rooms on the third floor, but at this moment, only two rooms on the entire floor are bright.Yang Dalang knew that according to Wang Yue's cunning temperament, it was impossible for him to live in those two rooms, but Yang Dalang really didn't know where he lived.

He stood quietly opposite the Linjiang Inn for a long time, his eyes were good, he just stared at the whole floor, not missing the slightest move.Even if all the windows are closed, he firmly believes that it is impossible for Wang Yue not to reveal any clues.

After all, Wang Zhi, who was more profound, ruthless, and thoughtful than Wang Yue, could be killed in his own mansion. He didn't believe that Wang Yue could escape outside.

Wait, as long as he kills Wang Yue, all his worries will be gone. He doesn't need to search for Wang Yue's trace, and he doesn't need to go to the capital again. For the rest of his life, he only needs to be with himself. Dear woman, it is enough to trample every inch of land in the mountains and rivers.

Finally, after an hour passed, Yang Dalang smiled coldly. He saw a bloated black figure appearing in the leftmost room. That person appeared by the window for a moment, but it was enough for Yang Dalang to catch it.

Yang Dalang put away the chill on his body and went straight into the Linjiang Inn.Although it was already the time of Haizheng, and the people who had been busy all day had already fallen asleep, the lobby on the first floor of Linjiang Inn was not deserted, and there were still several tables of guests discussing something lively.

Yang Dalang directly booked the leftmost room on the second floor. When the clerk led him to the room, he specifically told him not to listen too much, and he was not even allowed to go to the third floor. Yang Dalang nodded. Knowing that, the guy didn't say much and stepped back.

Without lighting the lamp, Yang Dalang pushed the window open, looked upstairs, and found that Wang Yue was really cautious. When he saw it from a distance, he thought he just didn't open the window, but now he found that he directly used the wooden board to open the window. The windows were nailed down.

Yang Dalang sneered, he was afraid of death to such an extent, if he knew this, why did he do so many bad things to make himself feel uneasy.

Suddenly, a movement came from a room in the middle of the third floor, Yang Dalang was taken aback, Wang Yue brought someone else?
There are not many people on the street now, and the lights in other rooms of the Linjiang Inn are also turned off. Yang Dalang is waiting, and when the real night is quiet, he will directly break in through the window, avoid the guards outside the door, and go directly to fetch the king. Yue's head.

He closed the door, closed his eyes slightly, and when everything was quiet, Yang Dalang gently opened the window and jumped onto the leftmost open space on the third floor, which was similar to a balcony. It exists, next to the balcony is Wang Yue's room.

Yang Dalang stood cautiously close to the window, he looked down at the sword in his hand that was shining coldly, the store promised that it could cut iron like mud, Yang Dalang knew it was true, because he had already tried it on the way here.

He put his hand on his heart, feeling his quiet heartbeat, he knew that Cheng Xia had already guessed what he was doing, he could only succeed but not fail, there was still such a long way to go in life, how could he allow himself absent from her life.

Quickly, he drew his sword and split the wood at the window in two. Almost at the same time, there was an exclamation from inside, and when Yang Dalang climbed through the window, the guards waiting outside had already barged in.

He didn't expect that Wang Yue's vigilance was so strong, but he guessed right, this is really Wang Yue's room.

After 16 years, he saw this disgusting face again.At this time, Wang Yue hid behind the guard at the door with messy clothes, but he calmed down after a while. He stared at Yang Dalang for a long time, and suddenly asked sharply, "Who are you?"

Without saying a word, Yang Dalang raised his sword and stabbed towards Wang Yue. He would dirty his mouth if he said more words, and dirty his ears if he listened to him.

"Quick, quick, give it to me." Wang Yue hurriedly asked a dozen guards to do it. He couldn't figure out the origin of the assassin, but he still had confidence in his caring guards. He didn't go anywhere, just watched them at the door hands on.

Yang Dalang's kung fu is not weak, he practiced martial arts since he was a child, he learned from Ge Jingzhong, a well-known teacher in the capital, and he was handpicked by His Majesty to teach the prince kung fu. He was lucky enough to learn kung fu for two years, and later he came to Qingxian village, and he did not give up. Although his body was injured, he had read hundreds of martial arts secret books, and after raising him for a few years, he practiced more diligently and did not dare to neglect him in the slightest.

Others always thought that he was terminally ill, but in reality it was just an illusion he deliberately created.Yang Dalang didn't have the slightest soft-heartedness or hesitation when facing Wang Yue's guards. His goal was Wang Yue, and he couldn't let him go today.

While dodging and moving, he went straight to Wang Yue, who dared to stand in his way, kill!

It doesn't matter if he has an injury on his shoulder, and it doesn't matter if he has an injury on his leg. As long as he is still alive and breathing, he will not stop.

Wang Yue carefully looked at the ruthless young man. He didn't remember that he had seen him before, let alone which enemy he was.He hadn't set foot in the capital for ten years. He knew that he had many enemies in the past, but he didn't expect that he would meet someone who assassinated him on this remote island.

But in a flash of thought, Wang Yue felt a sword across his neck. His heart turned cold, and he turned his head to look over. There were more than a dozen people lying on the ground, and some of them were completely out of breath. Some rolled and howled, but couldn't get up.

It was only then that Wang Yue felt a chill welling up from the bottom of his heart. He shivered and pushed back, his voice tinged with fear, "You, who are you, and why did you come to kill me?"

"Go and ask the King of Hades!" Yang Dalang didn't hesitate at all, as soon as he exerted force in his hand, the blade of the sword could directly slash across Wang Yue's neck, leaving him bloody on the spot.

But suddenly, a delicate figure knocked him away unsuspectingly, Yang Dalang barely stood still, frowned at the girl who suddenly appeared, and pointed his long sword directly at it.

Wang Qingwan stretched out her hand to block the terrified Wang Yue, and looked straight at Yang Dalang. Although she tried her best to keep calm, her voice still revealed panic and fear, "You, you are not allowed to hurt my grandfather."

"Your grandfather?" Yang Dalang's hand holding the sword swayed a little, then returned to normal in a moment, and said in a cold voice, "Get up!"

"No, you can't hurt my grandfather. If you want to kill me, kill me. I beg you to let my grandfather go." Wang Qingwan said tremblingly, looking back at his trembling grandfather who was hiding tightly behind him, his heart was even more A moment of sadness.My grandfather has lived in fear for ten years. He is over 60 years old now, but he still lives in fear all the time. He cannot sleep at night. Even when he comes to such a small place to meet an old friend, he has to bring so many guards. , but also to seal the doors and windows, he has lived so carefully, why can't he let him go.

Five years ago, my grandfather was the same as now, when he met an assassin when he was out, his tendons were injured, and he couldn't use all his kung fu.He is a dignified former general, but he can't even wield a sword. Isn't that miserable enough?

A cold light flashed in Yang Dalang's eyes, and Wang Yue, who was behind Wang Qingwan, immediately took two steps back, bumped into the screen suddenly, and he fell straight down, Wang Qingwan quickly knelt down to protect him, "I don't know what hatred you have , but my grandfather is no longer a general, nor is he a minister of the Ministry of War, he is now an ordinary citizen, please let him go."

The voice was shrill, but Yang Dalang sneered, "People who have been hurt by him can't sleep peacefully under the nine springs, but he has lived to this day, which is a sin in itself."

Yang Dalang kicked the woman in front of him away, and stabbed at Wang Yue with his sword. Wang Qingwan let out an exclamation, and threw himself in front of Wang Yue. The sword pierced straight into her right shoulder. , she fell to the ground with a muffled groan, but grabbed the blade and begged repeatedly, "If you want to kill, kill me first."

Yang Dalang closed his eyes fiercely, pulled out his sword abruptly, and bit his lip when he heard her cry of pain.He took one last look at Wang Yue's disgusting face, turned around with his hands behind his back, and said coldly, "Disappear in front of me now, let me meet you next time, and whoever begs for mercy, I will take you life."

Wang Qingwan nodded choked with sobs, stood up staggeringly and helped Wang Yue, who was already in a daze, out of the room, passed the spectators downstairs, and went straight out of the Linjiang Inn.

Yang Dalang was standing in a room full of bloody smell, the sword had already fallen to the ground, his fists were clenched and then loosened, loosened and clenched again, until the starting point of the veins on his arms became clear.After a long time, he exhaled a breath of foul breath to calm himself down a little. He told himself in his heart that this was the first and last time, and he should repay the kindness he owed many years ago. From then on, he owed nothing to anyone.

A brave guy wanted to go up to the third floor to see what happened. Yang Dalang heard the movement, jumped out of the window and jumped out of the Linjiang Inn, walked to a place where there were no people, and took off the black and purple robe on his body , and the veil was cast aside.The navy blue clothes she was wearing originally covered up the bloodstains well, but the smell of blood was still very strong.

Pushing the door open and entering his room, seeing Cheng Xia sitting on the chair facing the door waiting for him, Yang Dalang was taken aback for a moment, he looked away uncomfortably, closed the door, coughed lightly, and smiled, " Haven't slept yet?"

Cheng Xia put down the strong tea used to wake up the mind, got up, dragged Yang Dalang to the bed, sat down, took off his clothes, looked at his blood-stained arm, sighed, took the ointment that he had bought earlier, and carefully applied it , "I'm waiting for you to come back and tell me everything."

(End of this chapter)