Volume 11 Seven Weapons: The Farewell Hook Chapter 311 Farewell
April 10th.
In April, early summer has just arrived, and this is the time when the Qinglong Society's April Flag activities are most frequent and the most active.
But they have remained silent. It is said that this is because the chief leader of their April Hall has died, and they have not received any orders from above to transfer a new April flag leader.
At this moment, Yang Zheng was as proud and happy as the summer breeze in April.
It was just as the old man sharpening the knife said - there was good luck but no bad luck. Not only was there no bad luck, but it was also very good luck.
After Yang Zheng knew that Su Weiyun had gone to the Marquis' Mansion, he kept changing horses at various post stations, chasing him day and night in the hope of catching up with him.
But when he arrived at the Marquis' Mansion, Su Weiyun had already left, and the Mansion was preparing for the funeral of the young Marquis Di Qinglin.
Yang Zheng is indeed an extremely experienced and shrewd captain of the police. After asking many questions in the Marquis' Mansion, he finally found some clues.
Afterwards, he followed the clues and searched deeper, and he actually found the lost 1.8 million taels of silver in a warehouse.
So he remained calm and reported it to the Six Gates immediately. The Six Gates sent three masters of light kung fu to go into the mansion with him to investigate. After confirming that the news was true, they immediately brought people to search.
It was not easy to sneak into the Marquis' Mansion and investigate, but unfortunately, everyone in the Mansion was busy dealing with Di Qinglin's affairs at that time and did not pay attention to Yang Zheng.
The next things became very easy. Although Di Qinglin had great power and deep connections, that was only when he was alive.
When the old marquis and the young marquis died together, and even Ying Wuwu was gone, there would be no one willing to take care of this "hereditary first-class marquis".
On the contrary, the officials in the court wanted to take a piece of the hereditary first-class mansion. You know, even if you plucked a few hairs from this first-class mansion, it would be enough to fill a street.
The search of the Six Gates not only uncovered 1.8 million taels of silver, but Yang Zheng also uncovered numerous cases of Di Qinglin's past involvement with the underworld, which led to a massive house search.
Then, in Di Qinglin's sword-testing secret room, a basement was discovered. The basement was full of specially treated and well-preserved corpses, with only a few corpses that had not been treated in time. After identification, they were identified as Hua Siye of Mudan Villa, Wang Zhenfei of Zhongyuan Escort Agency, and Qiu Er, the general manager of Sunset Horse Farm.
Sisi was among them.
There were quite a few young girls among them, most of whom were ignorant young girls who were played with by Di Qinglin and then brutally killed.
The fact that there was such a filthy place in the mansion of a hereditary first-class marquis caused an uproar in the imperial court and the world.
As expected, Yang Zheng was promoted and transferred to the headquarters of the Six Gates to work in the capital.
As for Zhao Zheng's death, although Yang Zheng admitted it outright, the old head of the Six Gates only gave him a light punishment of beheading first and reporting later and reflecting on his mistakes behind closed doors.
But his salary was increased several times, and he also received a reward for recovering the dart silver.
He planned to use the money to hold a grand and beautiful wedding and marry Lu Suwen in a formal ceremony.
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"Brother Su, I've heard that 'the world's most romantic and chivalrous young man' Di Qinglin died suddenly in a secret room. Was it you who did it?"
As soon as Gao Jianfei saw Su Weiyun, he felt relieved and asked excitedly.
Su Weiyun patted the scabbard on his left waist and said with a smile: "Hahaha, you might as well ask Senior Sharpen Knife to see if my sword has drunk Di Qinglin's blood!"
The knife sharpener smiled and said, "No need to look for it, it must be there."
Su Weiyun did not deny it.
Gao Jianfei asked again: "How did you kill Di Qinglin? Can you describe the battle at that time for me?"
Anyone who practices swordsmanship would, of course, be curious and yearn for the battle between the two top swordsmen.
So the three of them sat down again and listened to Su Weiyun slowly recounting the circumstances of the battle.
"Di Qinglin must have received the true teachings of Ying Wuwu, and even surpassed him. When his sword came out, the sky and the ground were covered with sword light phantoms, and my eyes were facing the sunlight. For a moment, I felt that the whole room was impenetrable and there was no escape."
"I know that move must be the ultimate move of Ying Wuwu Sword Technique, 'Spiritual Snake Dance'!"
"No, this move in Di Qinglin's hands is not a 'spiritual snake', but a 'spiritual dragon'! His understanding of this move has reached a level of meticulousness and innovation, which can be called terrifying."
Gao Jianfei widened his eyes and asked, "Then how did you avoid the sword, Brother Su?"
Su Weiyun asked, "Do you remember the moment when Yang Zheng was about to hook me with his parting hook?"
Gao Jianfei said: "Of course I still remember. The Parting Hook was originally very strange, and each move was a dangerous move. Yang Zheng and Yang Hen used it differently. Yang Zheng risked his life, which made the Parting Hook even more dangerous and impossible to avoid."
“But I avoided it.”
"Yes, I was shocked when you dodged it, because your legs seemed to disappear. What's the name of that magic move?"
"Returning with only one shoe, this move is called Returning with only one shoe. It is the ultimate move that I have sublimated from the sword intent of Bodhidharma swordsmanship."
"How did you come up with such a Zen-like move?"
Su Weiyun said seriously: "It was precisely because I saw the parting hook that I realized this move."
Having said that, he looked at the old man sharpening the knife.
The old man who sharpened the sword had said to him: "If this sword is to be perfect, it must get rid of the hook!"
The knife sharpener shook his head and said, "You don't need to look at me. I only look at swords. The sword's spirit is connected and will tell us everything."
Su Weiyun added: "The Parting Hook is a broken sword. It was ruined after being refined. After becoming broken, it exerted a more deadly power. So I also made myself broken once."
The moon waxes and wanes, water is full and then overflows.
Imperfection is also a kind of beauty, but there are few people who know how to appreciate this kind of beauty, and even fewer who know how to create this kind of beauty.
Returning to the West with Only One Shoe is such a kind of beauty, such a sword move.
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Top of the mountain.
Or a bamboo table and a pot of good wine.
The two of them still sat opposite each other.
Liu Changjie smiled and said, "Has Su Weiyun won?"
The old man showed no sign of frustration, and said, "Su Weiyun won. You really made the right bet."
Liu Changjie said: "It seems that it is very rare for me to win you once."
The old man said, "That's because it's rare for me to lose."
Liu Changjie said: "But you lost this time."
The old man laughed and said, "If life is all about winning and winning, and everything is under control, then what's the point?"
Liu Changjie said, "Hahahaha, I just don't know which three masters and which secret manual you are going to bet on?"
The old man said calmly, "You will know soon. I will transfer three people from the island and ask them to give him a book from me."
Liu Changjie said: "You must not set foot in the Central Plains for another ten years!"
The old man stood up calmly: "I will certainly keep my word."
Liu Changjie smiled with satisfaction.
The old man suddenly added: "But don't forget that the moon waxes and wanes. Although I am going overseas and temporarily away from the Central Plains, sometimes taking a step back can open up a new world."
"Parting is for a better reunion."
