Volume 6: Overseas Chapter 274 Sea Chart
It was almost evening.
The coast of the East China Sea.
"Second-in-command, all these Fuso ronin are dead."
In fact, without waiting for his men to speak, Jin Laoqi had already taken in everything on the beach.
Looking around, all I saw were dead bodies in the sand.
He had been traveling the world for many years, commanding the Yangtze River waterway, and had an extraordinary eye, so he could naturally see that most of these people died in one blow.
When his men laid out all the bodies, there were seventy-nine people in total, including men, women, young and old, and not a single one was alive.
Jin Laoqi checked carefully again and found that some of the corpses had their necks twisted, some had their heads shattered, some had their hearts broken, and some had their throats broken by stones. The ways of death were different.
Not only was the method of death different, this person's boxing techniques were Shaolin Kung Fu, his palm techniques were Emei School techniques, his claw techniques were Eighteen Falls, and his finger techniques were Dian Cang Sword Techniques...
There are too many of them. At a glance, I can't find any similar methods.
Seeing this, someone couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that there are many people taking action?"
Jin Laoqi thought for a moment, then said calmly, "There's only one person who took action."
He glanced at where the bodies had fallen, took a few steps back, and retreated all the way to the seashore. He then looked back at the footprints on the ground and said with certainty, "There should have been a boat here just now. The person who attacked was probably on the same boat with the leader of these vagrants, but for some reason he suddenly attacked and killed everyone ."
"Unequal distribution of spoils?" someone asked in surprise.
Jin Laoqi's eyes were like those of an eagle, and he slowly shook his head and said, "No, this person and these wanderers are probably not in cahoots, but they definitely know each other, and they are very likely from the Central Plains. In all likelihood, they are here to silence us."
Jin Laoqi paced back and forth, turned his head and looked at the dark green sea. He pondered for a moment and muttered to himself, "Why would someone who is proficient in hundreds of martial arts schools go to such lengths to kill someone to silence them?"
He looked into the depths of the ocean again.
The boat was gone too.
"When did such a being appear in the martial arts world?"
Suddenly, Jin Laoqi looked around and saw a corpse floating on the waves, with a corner of gray clothes faintly visible.
Jin Laoqi immediately jumped up, like a fish leaping into the air, and glided through the water with his body movements that stirred up waves. When he had run twenty or thirty feet in one breath, he swooped down and picked up the corpse from the water like an osprey, then turned around and glided towards the shore again.
"Second in command, this man is the leader of those ronin."
After some identification, everyone immediately recognized the identity of the body.
The corpse was wearing a gray-black robe, holding a long sword, with eyes wide open, veins bulging on his forehead, and a look of disbelief on his face.
Jin Laoqi casually lifted the collar of the other person's shirt. It would have been fine if he hadn't looked at it, but his face changed drastically when he saw it.
Looking closely, there was an extremely clear palm print on the man's chest. The palm force was so powerful that it not only broke the bones on the corpse's chest, but also broke the meridians throughout the body.
"This... is this the Wedding Dress Divine Art?"
As the various factions clashed, several peerless martial arts became known to the people of Jianghu. The Zhu family's Wedding Dress Skill, in particular, embodied the most domineering and powerful martial arts, unrivaled in the world and a truly legendary skill.
Jin Laoqi's eyes were already uncertain, "Go and pass on the message quickly ..."
The next morning.
On the beach, a figure was seen walking towards them.
The man's steps seemed slow, but they rose and fell like the movement of wind and clouds, light and graceful like smoke, and still more ethereal and unpredictable. Before anyone could see clearly, the man had already taken a step away, and in just a few steps, he was next to Jin Laoqi.
This person is none other than Li Muchan, the leader of the world's waterways, the chief of the green forest, and the leader of the world alliance who is respected by both the black and white worlds.
"Wedding Dress Magic?"
Just by taking a glance, Li Muchan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
It is indeed a magical skill of wedding dress, and the climate is not shallow.
After months of traveling, Li Muchan's aura hadn't gotten stronger or more profound, but had become even more subtle. It was as subtle as that of an ordinary person, and there seemed to be no trace of worldly air in his every move.
Looking at the corpse on the ground, Li Muchan smiled with interest and said, "It seems that even after the centipede is dead, it is still alive. This person is either a certain Qinglong boss who has never been seen, or an elder of the Zhu family, or a descendant of these people."
Jin Laoqi was surprised and said, "Sir, if that's the case, this person should be hiding. How could he expose himself so easily?"
Li Muchan turned and looked out at the vast East China Sea. After a brief silence, he said softly, "Because they feel they have no chance of winning in the Central Plains, they are trying to lure me out to sea and have a showdown with me overseas."
"That's fair," Li Muchan's eyes flickered, and he let the strong wind blow him away, his clothes still and his hair unmoved. "Once they leave the Central Plains, they will lose the power of the imperial court, and I will lose the power of the World Alliance. Victory or defeat, life or death, will all depend on our own methods."
Jin Laoqi said worriedly, "Sir, you are not alone now. There is no need to fight them like this. Besides, those people are either crazy or unscrupulous. If..."
Li Muchan laughed and said, "I have no choice but to go. The Flying Swordsman and Little Li Flying Dagger have already gone out to sea before me, and the famous knight Shen Lang and others are all missing. How can I not go? If they lose, what will happen if they return to the Central Plains? Besides, I have received favors from several seniors, and I must repay them."
Without waiting for Jin Laoqi to speak, Li Muchan changed the subject and sighed softly, "By the way, you won't blame me, will you?"
Jin Laoqi was startled when he heard this, but soon he grinned again: "Why do you say that, sir?"
Li Muchan's words were due to a deep-seated feud between the Twelve Linked Docks and the Money Gang. Now that Li Muchan had married Shangguan Xiaoxian, he was worried about what the waterway hero, Jin Laoqi, might think.
"Thank goodness, young master, you still remember this. While it's common sense that a son must pay for his father's debts, Shangguan Xiaoxian and Shangguan Jinhong are ultimately very different. Now that young master has united the various factions of the martial arts world, avoiding bloodshed and resolving countless grudges, I wonder how many I, Jin Laoqi, have resolved. Although I'm a rough man, I also know right from wrong. " Jin Laoqi's expression was filled with emotion, his tone complex, and by the end, he was shouting at the top of his voice, "Let's not discuss anything else. As long as it's a decision made by young master, Jin Laoqi will support it to the death."
Li Muchan smiled and said, "There are still a few vacancies for the position of leader of the Tianxia Alliance. You must sit firmly in it."
Jin Laoqi was delighted to hear this and tried to express his loyalty again, but Li Muchan stopped him with a wave of his hand. He said gently, "There's no need for such formalities between you and me. I promised you that I would share the good and the bad with you, and I won't break my promise. But you must remember that if you encounter and your plan fails, don't force it. You must stay alive and wait for my return."
Jin Laoqi's breath stagnated, his face instantly turned red, and his eyes also turned red, "Don't worry, sir."
Li Muchan nodded and looked at the corpse again, but as he looked at it, he exclaimed "Huh".
This man was a Japanese ronin, but he was wearing Chinese clothes, and they didn't seem to fit him well.
Jin Laoqi noticed the change in Li Muchan's eyes and immediately stripped the clothes off the corpse.
"Sir, look, there are words on it."
Li Muchan took a look and saw that a piece of white silk had been sewn on the inside of the gray robe. In addition to many words, there were also many crooked, large and small strange marks on it.
Jin Laoqi recognized the item, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly lowered his voice and said, "Sir, this is a sea chart."
