Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 436: The disappeared sword house

Chapter 436 The Disappearing Sword House

I once suggested that Tang Wanzhuang visit Bashan’s Autumn Pond in the Rainy Night. When I finally arrived, it was early summer.

Time was not enough to create a famous poem. Zhao Changhe said that he had run out of ink and could not write a poem.

I wonder if there is any Taoist Gu in Bashan besides Jianlu who can dance the willow sword with seven or forty-nine hands?

In the process of leading the horse out of the city in Kuaiji and leaving Tang Buqi's sphere of influence along the way, no matter whether they saw court officials or people in the world, as long as they recognized themselves and the broad sword on their backs, everyone respected them greatly. , whoever stops in the town will be given a grand reception.

Especially when it comes to Xiangyang... The Blood God Sect returned right after the war, and did not go back to their hometown of Wushan. They were still stationed in Xiangyang. They felt a little addicted to the current days of killing and upgrading under the guise of officialdom. When Zhao Changhe passed by, he naturally went in to see Master Xue and Master Sun, and was treated as if the emperor was on a patrol.

But for some reason, Zhao Changhe felt less comfortable than when Leader Xue stared at him cautiously before the challenge.

Now that I have passed outside Xiangyang, I have no connection with the previous forces. People on the road don't recognize me very much. I feel like a dragon returning to the sea, and I am much more comfortable.

The moment I set foot on Bashan, I felt like I had returned to the Jianghu from the world. The ecology began to be different, and this was my own home.

Maybe it’s cheap...

Speaking of the so-called Xiaoxiao on the road, there really are no such things now... The south is in a precipitous state of chaos. The presence of various military forces is very strong, and they are "cleaning out the remaining Maitreya gangs" everywhere, so no bandits and bandits dare to bubble. Zhao Changhe's main trip was by boat. He only came to rest in a few cities such as Xiangyang, and it was calm and nothing happened.

It’s just that everywhere you look, you can see the chaos and depression, and you don’t know when it will recover.

It is more likely that the industry will not be able to recover within a few years, because the fragmentation of each company is already very obvious. The southern nobles spontaneously resisted Maitreya, resulting in the strength of each family now exceeding the normal range. Now the Tang family is still able to hold it down despite its outstanding performance in this battle. Every family is worried about the Tang family. Once something goes wrong with the Tang family, the chaos will probably be more troublesome than the Maitreya uprising.

When Tang Wanzhuang was not with him these days, he was "discussing Jiangnan affairs" with Tang Buqi. What was he busy with? After the eighteen princes dispersed in their pursuit of Dong, wasn't it almost what it is now...

I feel that if this deduction continues, Tang Buqi wonders if it can be said that "if there is no one in the world, I don't know how many people will become emperors and how many will become kings"...

Okay, why are you still thinking about these things? Look at Bashan, look at Bashan.

Why is there no guard in Bashan? It makes me unable to return to the world...

Huh...

Zhao Changhe suddenly frowned and approached slowly.

There is a vague eaves corner of the wooden house in front of me. It looks a little damp after the early summer rain. This should be the location of Jianhut... But why is there no sound of people when I listen carefully?

Zhao Changhe walked slowly over, and sure enough, there was a wooden hut in front of him, which was low-key and simple, like a group of ascetic monks living there.

Sword marks can often be seen on the surrounding trees, all left unintentionally during sword practice.

But the wooden house is empty and deserted.

Jianlu is empty? Where are people?

Zhao Changhe tensed up his thoughts and slowly walked towards what looked like the main house.

The door was closed, and when I reached out and touched it, there was no dust... It shouldn’t have been long since I left.

Zhao Changhe pondered for a moment, then suddenly burst out with inner energy and broke through the door.

This is a quite large hall, with a huge "??" character hanging on the front wall, written in a sharp and solemn style. Other than that, there are no other furnishings, just ordinary tables and chairs, extremely simple.

It should be the main hall of the sect...

There are no corpses, no blood, but the people are gone... Has the entire Jianlu been relocated?

Zhao Changhe smacked his lips in pain. Judging from the level of dust, he shouldn’t have moved there for a long time. If he had come here first when he was in Xiangyang at that time, he would probably still be able to see people. Unfortunately, he had important things to do and he really couldn’t come. ...I missed it this time. Who can I find for this sharp blade grass?

I wonder if they have emptied their inventory...

If you move normally, important items must be moved cleaner than a dog licking them. Zhao Changhe took a chance and searched around, found the locked warehouse at the back, and broke in.

The warehouse is a bit messy. There are a lot of standard clothes and standard long swords thrown aside casually, and rice and noodles can also be seen... money is really cleaner than a dog licking it, and not a single copper plate is left. It can be seen that there is nothing special about a typical moving scene in which important things are moved away and ordinary things are left behind after consideration.

After a careful search, I found the medicine warehouse, which was also clean, except for some common medicines for mosquito bites, scattered in a messy manner.

Zhao Changhe opened a few bottles, sniffed them, and threw them aside with great disappointment.

It was really a large-scale normal relocation, nothing unusual could be seen... Zhao Changhe shook his head and left, looking back again reluctantly.

At this glance, he suddenly felt a little dazed.

Among the clothes piled aside, why are there night clothes?

He strode back and took a look. It was night clothes, and they were large batches of night clothes, not one or two pieces.

A group of silent and solemn swordsmen, the sect’s standard equipment actually has standard night clothes?

The words "Tingxue Tower" came to Zhao Changhe's mind.

Bashan Jianlu, could it be Tingxue Tower... During this period of time, I haven't heard anything about this assassin organization that was once hated by gods and ghosts. Did something happen to me?

Yue Hongling once said that she would visit the Bashan Sword House. If the Sword House was a normal swordsman sect, the "Sunset Sword" would be very welcome to come to discuss and exchange ideas, but if the Sword House was Tingxue Tower, it would be troublesome... …because Yue Hongling was apparently also offered a reward for his assassination. She offended many people through her heroic deeds. There were many bounties on the underworld, and her net worth was higher than that of Zhao Changhe...

It’s just that Yue Hongling is similar to Zhao Changhe. His whereabouts are unpredictable and difficult to find. How easy is it to assassinate him? But if he came to the headquarters of the Assassin Group... Zhao Changhe could almost imagine the scene where Yue Hongling found out something was wrong and immediately ran away to break out of the siege. Yue Nuxia was very alert.

Is the relocation of Jianlu related to this? The attempt to kill Yue Hongling failed, which resulted in the organization being exposed and had to move?

The possibility exists.

If so...

Zhao Changhe suddenly turned around and went out, running towards the forest on the unusual mountain road.

If there is a fight, he will stand up and run straight into the forest, and then run around in the forest. He will not follow the normal mountain path, so he can't see anything when he comes... He will definitely find something when he arrives in the forest.

Sure enough, I didn’t look for long before I saw the obvious traces of the battle that destroyed the trees.

Further forward I saw a corpse...

Zhao Changhe knelt down and inspected it. He found that the person had been dead for a long time and was full of maggots. But he could still see that the sword pierced the throat, clean and crisp, it was the traces of Yue Hongling's swordsmanship, and even the sword turned to ashes would recognize it.

Zhao Changhe quickly followed the traces and saw several corpses along the way. There were traces of dried blood all the way out of the mountain. They suddenly disappeared after reaching the outside of the mountain.

Zhao Changhe looked at the road ahead and thought to himself.

If you guessed it correctly, this was a sweaty horse that was nearby to help, and Yue Hongling was injured and left.

The master of Jianlu, Shi Wuding, might not have been there at the time, and no one could stop Yue Hongling. When he came back, he knew something had happened, and decisively ordered people to relocate, while he should have followed Yue Hongling's trail to kill him.

The basic context should be like this.

Then the problem comes, Hong Ling is injured and is at the forefront.

Will I still survive if I am caught up?

But it has happened a long time ago, and there is no news about Yue Hongling's accident on the troubled times list...

Zhao Changhe finally couldn't hold it back: "Hey, are you there?"

Longque: "?"

"I didn't call you, fortune teller!"

The blind man did not respond.

"Don't pretend, I know you know! I just asked if something happened to reassure you, and I didn't ask you to reveal anything. We are so familiar with this matter and you don't want to make it easier? Anyway, you can tell fortunes, It's not what you saw..."

The blind man finally spoke angrily: "Nothing happened. Find it yourself. Don't ask me."

Zhao Changhe took a long breath: "Thank you."

The blind man was stunned and lost his voice.

If Hong Ling runs away, where will her direction be?

Zhao Changhe returned to the normal mountain road without saying a word, got on his Wu Zui, and sped away to the southwest.