Chapter 748: Bait

Xiayuan City these days is really bustling.

First came the "meteor from the sky", then the appearance of the ruins of the underground palace, and then the white-clothed swordsman was born out of nowhere, and he took on six martial arts halls with his sword.

Of course, if we talk about the previous news, they were spread separately, each with its own focus.

Then, when Wu Wei, the lord of Xiayuan City, entered the ruins of the underground palace together with the swordsman in white, the drunk, and Cracking Eagle, but only the swordsman in white returned, all the news began to revolve around one person.

Swordsman in white!

In Xiayuan city, all the three religions and nine streams are talking about this name.

The focus of the discussion is naturally what benefits the other party has obtained in the underground palace.

However, as the focus of the topic, the swordsman in white went straight into the Shuiyue Sword Hall after returning to Xiayuan City, and did not show up again.

And this kind of behavior made the people around them feel like a mouse was placed in their hearts, making it uncomfortable to be scratched.

There is such a sentence -

The prosperity of the world is for Lilai!

These scratched and uncomfortable people began to try their best to get close to the white-clothed swordsman.

Some are righteous and some are evil.

Righteous ones, send invitations one by one to Shuiyue Sword Hall.

Those who are evil, jump over walls and tiles, steal, peep, and secretly watch, they do everything.

The former is always rejected.

The latter are always killed.

When the twenty-second corpse with ulterior motives was carried out from the Shuiyue Sword Hall, people began to restrain themselves.

However, the convergence is only behavioral.

The mouth didn't stop.

On the contrary, it seems to be to vent the useless strength. They just know how to talk.

And there are rumors about the swordsman in white.

It's getting more and more mysterious. become completely out of touch with the facts.

For example, the origin and succession of the swordsman in white have been shrouded in layers of mystery.

But hardly anything is correct.

but……

People never get tired of it.

Similarly, Dean would not pay attention to these people.

I don't want to pay attention to it, and I don't bother to pay attention to it.

After all, the people he was waiting for were not these people at all.

...

Water Moon Sword Hall, Martial Arts Field, Small Bamboo Forest.

In the small red clay furnace, the charcoal glowed flickeringly. Just like a human's breath, it breathes out scorching breath, making the water in the pot boil.

The tea set and tea leaves were all left when Shuiyue left.

As for the dim sum, Hong Ling made it overnight.

The water is poured into the teacup, and it is fragrant.

Entering the dim sum, the fragrance overflows the mouth.

Dean couldn't help but take an extra bite.

Dean only now has a complete understanding of the cooking skills of the girl Hongling.

If it is cooking, Hong Ling is only five points, and for making pastries, it is ten points.

certainly. It would be great if Hong Ling didn't have tears in her eyes when they parted.

to this end. Dean had to offer reassurance and a promise again—a promise that he would live to find her.

Such a promise is dispensable in Dean's view, but in the eyes of the girl Hongling, it is necessary, even more important than life.

And this made the owner of the Water Moon Pavilion sigh again.

Fortunately, the other party didn't complain about Dean, and after hearing Dean's request, he agreed directly, and entrusted the entire Shuiyue Sword Gym to Dean.

Naturally, it also includes the tea set and tea leaves in front of you.

Of course Dean couldn't make tea.

However, this does not hinder, Dean boiled the water, poured it into the teacup, and washed the tea leaves.

Simple to straightforward approach.

The fragrance of the tea leaves rises with the heat, which shows the high quality of the tea leaves.

Picking up the teapot, Dean poured himself another cup.

The whole movement is gentle, slow, and full of patience.

In fact, as a waiter, Dean must be full of patience, and must also give the other party some patience.

Investigate, observe, lock the target.

Everything takes quite a long time, even with the so-called 'soul lamp', it is no exception.

This is already the fourth day since Dean returned to Xiayuan City.

Every day Dean sat on the stone bench in front of the small bamboo forest, drank tea and waited. He was self-sufficient in three meals. He took time to recall the memory of King Xiti in his mind. If he had more time, he would perceive the mystery of 'Qi'.

It can be said that although it is waiting, Dean is definitely not waiting idly.

So, time flies by.

call!

A gust of wind blows.

The dozen or so bamboos beside Dean began to sway, no different from the bamboos in the wind before.

at most...

A few more bamboo leaves fell.

Under the force of the wind, the tumbling bamboo leaves floated towards Dean's body. There was a little bit of vitality in the greenery, which was really beautiful.

However, the moment he touched Dean.

These few bamboo leaves rolled and flew back upside down.

Puff, puff, puff...

The sound of metal cutting. Flesh. Body.

I saw that in the void that should have been empty, several figures appeared on the ground clutching their throats, and pieces of emerald green bamboo leaves dripped on their throats.

Under the bright red, it becomes more delicate and lovely.

"kill!"

A low roar sounded suddenly, coming from outside the courtyard wall of Shuiyue Sword Pavilion.

Then, dozens of figures jumped onto the wall of Shuiyue Sword Gym, holding a crossbow with a unique shape in their hands, and a fine steel arrow as thick as a thumb, shining with cold light.

whoosh whoosh...

No orders were needed, when these dozens of figures appeared on the wall of the Shuiyue Sword Pavilion, dozens of arrows shot out in salvo, enveloping Dean.

whoosh whoosh...

But the same piercing sound sounded the moment Dean raised his hand.

ding ding ding...

The incoming arrows were blown away by the invisible sword energy.

The crossbowmen on the wall fell to the wall with bloody flowers, some fell inside the courtyard, and some fell outside the courtyard. And this did not hinder the next actions of these people——

More than a dozen strong rangers. An iron pipe the size of a child appeared in Dean's vision.

Torch!

Dean, who had seen such a weapon in the hands of Wuwei's subordinate Fubing, couldn't help squinting his eyes.

Each torch can shoot out a flame seven or eight meters long. Moreover, it can last for a period of time. If you face it alone, you only need to distance yourself.

However, it is not so easy to face more than a dozen torches.

Especially these people who are carrying the torches are not those government soldiers, but have really practiced martial arts. This was especially true when a ranger who possessed secret techniques was a child.

So, Dean shot first.

He raised his palm slightly, and waved at a ranger in front of him.

Immediately, the ranger carrying the torch seemed to be fixed in place by an invisible hand.

And the next moment, he flew straight to the person beside him.

After doing this several times, none of the dozen or so rangers could stand up again.

"Invisible sword energy, dragon-capturing skill...you're good, white-clothed swordsman! I just don't know, is your sword as sharp as it is rumored to be?"

With a big praise. A figure appeared in front of Dean with a phantom.

The speed is not only fast, but also moves around. There will always be an afterimage left in people's field of vision, making it difficult to tell the truth from the fake.

And the two long swords in the opponent's hands turned into dots of stars, completely covering Dean's vitals.

Without the slightest mercy, the murderous intent was surging.

Even if it's full of compliments.

Clang!

Dean drew out his sword, and with a flash of cold light, the long sword was like a flood dragon going out to sea, smashing the little sword light in front of him completely, and piercing straight into the opponent's body.

Layers of sword light have no effect at all.

Dao Dao afterimages are better as if they don't exist.

All that was left was a blush.

"What a fast sword!"

The person who came said this, fell to the ground and couldn't breathe.

Boom!

The ground under Dean's feet trembled. A pair of thick arms emerged from the ground and hugged Dean's legs tightly. The huge force not only wanted to restrain Dean, but also seemed to want to restrain Dean. The legs are generally broken.

It wasn't Dean's legs that were broken, though.

It's the opponent's arms!

Click!

Dean moved his legs slightly, and suddenly, amidst a uniform sound, the opponent's arms holding Dean's legs tightly were snapped like this.

boom!

Dean stomped his foot.

There was a series of muffled groans from deep beneath the ground, followed by blood spilling from the dirt.

He glanced at everything in front of him.

Dean turned around and continued walking towards his stone bench and stone table.

He picked up the tea in front of him again and drank it as before.

Not tea.

Because Dean has no relevant knowledge, but he can roughly tell the quality of tea from bad.

So, Dean keeps calling it tea.

As for the corpse in front of him?

Someone will take care of it in a while.

There are people from the city lord's mansion and people from the Wumeng.

It's been like this for three days.

"Good skill, good determination!"

Amid soft applause, a young man in Confucian uniform walked in through the gate of Shuiyue Sword Hall.

He was smiling, as if genuinely admiring.

He didn't pay attention to any corpses, but only focused on Dean.

It seemed that only Dean deserved a second look.

"However, your tea is not very good!"

As the other party said this, Shi Shiran walked into the martial arts field of the Shuiyue Sword Hall, walked to the side of the bamboo forest, in front of Dean, and sat down on the stone bench in front of Dean without asking.

"Tea is middle-grade, and the brewing method is not high-grade!"

The other party continued to speak.

And Dean continued to drink one cup at a time, as if he didn't hear what the other party said at all.

"So, I added a little something to your tea...Of course, it wasn't done in one day, but three days ago, I added it little by little, and it wasn't finished until just now!"

As if talking about something extraordinary, the other party's face showed pride.

"Slightly sour on the first day, slightly salty on the second day, slightly bitter on the third day, slightly astringent just now... None of them can be tasted!"

Dean glanced at the other party and said slowly.

Suddenly, the face of the other party changed.

However, after a while, the other party returned to normal.

"Even if you found the poison, so what, why don't you just drink it!"

The other party sneered.

"Some poisons are the same as nothing to me, but some poisons are dead when touched!"

Dean took another sip of his tea.

The other party wanted to say something, but suddenly found that his tongue was numb, then his whole body became cold, and then he completely lost consciousness.

The moment he lost consciousness again, the other party subconsciously looked at the stone bench.

It's poisonous there! And... it's his mixed drug!

There was a burst of enlightenment in the other party's heart.

Unfortunately, it's a little late.