Grass sword startles wind

  "Are you satisfied now?" Li Yan narrowed his eyes, and a murderous intent had already risen in his phoenix-like eyes.

  The cicada spread its hands innocently, "Your Highness, you can't blame me. Who told you and Master Yan to be so excellent? My master likes people like you who are dragon and phoenix among men. Otherwise, I'd rather help you pour wine and play the pipa every day."

  "Who is the master of your house?" asked Yan Sanbai.

  The autumn cicada smiled, "So many cases, enough to prove that Yan Gongzi's talent and wisdom are beyond ordinary people, and his vision is broad. My master is very delighted in his heart. He said that it would be too boring to tell you directly who he is, and it's rare for you to survive so many pursuits. In the future, please continue to work hard. One day, you will meet. Of course, if the king can come at that time, it would be even better."

  "This is the world of Great Zhou, does it seem like I can be invited by just any little rogue?" Li Yan smiled instead of getting angry.

  "The king is the one under heaven and above all men, of course, he is noble. But," Qiu Cui smiled, "my master said that since Yan Gongzi has arrived, would the king not come? The bond between the two is deeper than you can imagine."

  "What does it mean?" Yan San furrowed his brow.

  "Hush---I've said it all, my master will think it's boring." Autumn Cicada smiled and gave them a slight bow, "The words have been brought up, this humble woman takes her leave now."

  The cicada turned around, but a folding fan was held up in front of her body.

  "You don't think you can just leave like this?"

  The cicada's gaze returned, and with a gentle smile, a hint of murderous intent flashed in the flow of her eyes, "We'll see about that."

  As soon as the words fell, a cold light flashed. With a swish, Li Yan's folding fan closed, his wrist turned, and he slapped it with the fan bone.

  "Ding——" The cold light was forced back, and the two separated, only to reveal their true form - it turned out to be a silver hairpin.

  Li Yan never carried any weapons on him, his folding fan was his blade. Autumn Cicada held a hairpin, both of their weapons were not suitable for long-range combat, so they had to fight in close quarters. Due to the uniqueness of their weapons, it revealed a hint of elegance.

  The martial arts of the autumn cicada were very high, but no matter how high they were, they couldn't surpass Li Yan. After more than a dozen moves, one of Li Yan's hands was still behind his back, and the folding fan in his hand flipped out flowers, looking elegant but actually full of killing intent.

  Only to see that the folding fan in his palm made a turn, the handle facing outwards. Li Yan seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll forward, passing by Qiu Cui, but in fact, he grasped the folding fan and knocked it backwards, hitting Qiu Cui's shoulder, instantly weakening her strength by more than half.

  The cicada was struck and retreated five steps, covering her shoulder with her hand. She could imagine that there must be a pool of blood there now, the pain spreading out, and her entire arm felt like it was about to lose all sensation.

  She took a slight breath and forced a smile, saying: "Your Highness really doesn't know how to cherish his lover, you hit me so hard it hurts."

  Li Yan smiled, "If you can grow up like Brother Yan, maybe I'll be a little more fond of you."

  As soon as the words fell, Li Yan stepped forward again, opening a large fan in his hand, and the paper quality actually brought out several gusts of wind. Autumn cicada didn't dodge or avoid it, as if he had already given up resisting.

  However, Yan Sanbai, who had been cautiously watching from the side, would not think so. Suddenly, a black dot broke through the air and came over. Yan Sanbai immediately thought of that day's Shen Hou Nu and Fei Ying, and with a swift motion, he drew out his Goose Wing Knife and split the black dot in two.

  But just as he was about to strike, Yan Sanbai secretly said: Not good!

  "Bang!" A large amount of smoke dispersed, Yan Sanbai hastily covered his mouth and nose with his wide sleeve, and the fighting sound from Li Yan's side also suddenly stopped. Under the thick smoke, no one could see anyone else.

  Yan Sanbai and Li Yan hastily retreated from the range of smoke. When the thick smoke dispersed, Qiu Cui was nowhere to be seen.

  But the two were not in a hurry, or rather, they had not gone all out just now and intentionally let up.

  Yan Sanbai took out a small bamboo tube from his waist, opened the plug and shook it slightly. A butterfly-like insect with golden wings, about the size of a thumb, flew out shaking. This was the Golden Winged Insect, a magical Miaojiang Wasp. Previously, Yan Sanbai had placed a larva on Autumn Cicada's body, while this one was the mother insect.

  "Go." Yan Sanbai waved his hand and sent it out, and it still shook and flew for a while before suddenly flapping its wings and flying in a certain direction.

  Yan Sanbai and Li Yan exchanged a glance and quickly followed up.

  The golden-winged bird didn't fly very fast, and if you looked closely, you'd find that it was a bit fat, flying not so nimbly. Several times Li Ye suspected that it would soon be unable to fly at all.

  He couldn't help but look at Yan Sanbai - could it be done?

  Swallow three white touch nose - don't look at it like this, actually it's quite capable.

  But he had just conveyed all the information to Li Yan, and the golden wing in front of him suddenly turned a corner in mid-air, pounced on a golden flower in a certain courtyard, and stopped moving.

  Li Yan crouched on the wall of the courtyard, turned his head and looked at Yan Sanbai again, "What is it doing?"

  Yan Sanbai also felt embarrassed, "Cough, it's eating." As he said this, he took out a small silver leaf and blew on it lightly. The soundless melody spread through the air, and the golden-winged creature reluctantly flapped its wings and flew up again.

  "Chubby, hurry up." Yan Sanbai urged from behind. The golden-winged bird flew a circle above his head and then wobbled forward again.

  Yan Sanbai let out a breath and turned back to explain: "It's just that it's relatively lazy."

  "This is called being lazy and gluttonous."

  Pangpang flew ahead, its master Yan Sanbai anxiously chasing after it. Before long, Pangpang suddenly stopped in a courtyard and started circling around, refusing to budge. Yan Sanbai thought it was up to another one of its tricks, but upon closer inspection, he realized that wasn't the case.

  The fat swirls in the air above a well, Yan Sanbai went to take a look and found that the well was dry. He stretched out his hand to explore downwards, and there was wind flowing, which proved that there was another passage at the bottom of the well.

  Yan Sanbai thought for a moment, then beckoned to Pangpang, who understood and came over to perch on his hair, like a woman's ornament. Li Yan couldn't help but take another look, only to see Yan Sanbai say nothing and jump into the well with a swift movement.

  A white shirt fluttered, falling at a speed that was too fast, and Chubby was blown to the point of almost floating away, hastily grabbing onto one strand of Yan Sanbai's hair, only to be pulled down like a kite.

  Li Yan followed down, and only after jumping did he realize that the well was very deep. It took about five or six breaths to land completely, and under his feet were not muddy mud, but hard stone slabs, and the air was not as murky as imagined.

  Yan San's body had everything he needed, and he casually pulled out a lighter to light it up. Li Yan had a skilled servant who was well-versed in mechanics, and he himself also had some understanding of this. Under the firelight, he tapped on the wall for a while before quickly finding the mechanism and opening the stone door on the left side of the well wall.

  The two walked in and found that it was an underground passageway, which was very long, and the light of the firecrackers was not enough to illuminate. They were both brave and courageous, so they wouldn't be afraid of the darkness, and soon followed along the passage. However, as they walked further, Li Yan's face became increasingly heavy.

  If his guess was correct, this passage would lead directly to the outside of the city. This is Li Yan's Luoyang City, the Great Zhou's Luoyang City, but a group of people with unknown origins actually controlled a secret passage that could connect the outside and inside of the city, the severity of which can be imagined.

  The passage was very long, and after about the time it took to burn an incense stick, Li Yan and Yan Sanbai emerged from a forest located not far outside the city. Li Yan's guess had been correct; this secret passageway led directly from outside the city to inside, and if it hadn't been for Yan Sanbai's Golden Thread Wings, it would have been a major hidden danger.

  The golden-winged bird flew again before flying, Yan Sanbai and Li Ye followed and ran out of the forest. A grey eagle flew over their heads, saw Li Ye, turned its head and flew towards the city wall.

  Not far from the forest was a ferry, where autumn cicada met with someone. She felt something flying over her head and warned: "This place is not suitable for staying long, we must leave quickly."

  The person opposite, however, seemed rather unwilling, his gaze sweeping over the wild grass that was tall enough to reach his calves, and suddenly smiled, "Too late, the newcomers are guests, let this poor monk's staff meet them!"

  Time was running out, a gleam of steel flashed in the wild grass like a snake, and struck him with lightning speed. He grinned broadly, his long rod swept through the wind to meet it, the knife and rod clashed, and the wild grass split evenly.

  "Staff Monk Shakya." Yan Sanbai recognized him at a glance, and he thought that Qiu Cui could bring out someone, but he didn't expect it to be this Shaolin renegade who had been put on the wanted list!

  "Yan Sanbai! Take this stick from me!" Shijia's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and the pace of their fight was completely reckless. The sound of clashing knives and sticks was like a torrential rain in a dense forest, and for a time, the two were inseparable.

  On the other hand, Qiū Chán was intercepted by Lǐ Yàn once again. But this time she wasn't so calm, the wound inflicted by Lǐ Yàn still ached secretly, and she couldn't win in the first place, let alone now. That bastard Shìjiā only cared about his own pleasure, without knowing how Yàn Sān Bái and Lǐ Yàn had found them.

  The autumn cicada cursed in a low voice, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes. Before Li Yan could even approach her, she raised her hand, and more than ten black-clad men suddenly rushed out from behind her, all charging towards Li Yan.

  A killing intent suddenly enveloped the wild grassland in front of the ferry terminal, and the leaves trembled, being cut by the sword light and shadow, swaying left and right.

  Li Yan's eyes flashed cold, and he inserted the fan into his waist. He stretched out both palms to directly grab the throats of the two black-clothed men in front of him, and suddenly slammed them together with a "bang". The two were instantly stunned, and then kicked in the abdomen, flying backward.

  Li Yan snatched the swords from the hands of the two men between the sparks and flames, turned his hand over and stabbed backwards, his movements neat and efficient. When he turned around again, the two men had fallen to the ground under his sword.

  The cicada in her heart finally produced a hint of fear, this is the sword that kills people. She had been in Luoyang for two or three years and had seen Li Yan countless times, but she had never seen such a scene before.

  She didn't bother with much, directly turned around and boarded the ship, shouting towards Shijia: "Shijia, don't be infatuated with battle, retreat!"

  Shega looked back at her, but was immediately caught off guard by Yan Sanbai, who cut the long stick in his hand in half with one knife - from the segment of the stick that was cut down, straight as opening a mountain, and the knife's momentum did not decrease in the slightest, going straight to Shega's tiger mouth. Shega hastily dropped the stick and retreated continuously with virtual footwork.

  Yan Sanbai took advantage of the victory to pursue and attack, but at this time, three or four black-clad men rushed out with a desperate attitude, blocking Sakyamuni's way.

  "Shijia! Come back!" Qiuchan shouted on the boat, Shijia looked at Yan Sanbai with a lingering gaze, but eventually couldn't resist Qiuchan's repeated shouts and turned to jump onto the boat.

  As soon as Jie got on the boat, it immediately set off without caring about the black-clad men left on the shore.

  Yan Sanbai and Li Ya opened up and settled the matter with the fastest speed, but it was already too late. The boat had gone far away, and there were no other boats at the ferry terminal that could catch up.

  Just then, Ling Ding received a message from Cang Ying and rushed over with his troops. He took one look and judged the situation, immediately taking down the bow and arrows on his back and throwing them at Li Yan.

  "Your Highness, continue!"

  Li Yan threw down his sword, one hand grasping the bow and the other grasping the arrow. His right foot drew a small semicircle on the ground, nocking the arrow, drawing the bowstring back, the entire movement as smooth as flowing clouds and water.

  His expression calmed down, his slender phoenix eyes staring seriously at the ship in front of him, and then at a certain moment, his eyes lit up slightly - Release the arrow!

  A fine iron arrow flew across the sky, like a falling star, shooting towards the ship.

  The cicada's pupils suddenly contracted, "Be careful!"

  At that time, Shakyamuni was leaning against the ship's rail, bandaging his injured hand. Although he had let go in time, the tiger's mouth still opened with a crack. Hearing the cry of the autumn cicada, he didn't think and rushed forward in a hurry, but it was still one step late. The arrow pierced directly through his forearm and deeply into the wooden pillar behind him, making a buzzing sound.

  Autumn cicada hurried over to help him check his injuries, and as soon as she touched Siddhartha's palm, it was all cold sweat. However, the fighting spirit in his eyes became even more frenzied, with a bloodthirsty color clinging to his eyes, like a demon.

  "This lunatic!" Akiteru muttered under his breath.

  However, she did not think that Li Yan's attack was far from over. One arrow after another, they were forced to hide in the cabin. Qiu Cui had no choice but to order the boatman to speed up, until Li Yan and Yan Sanbai became small dots on the shore, and the terrifying arrows stopped coming again.

  Who would have thought that Luoyang Wang Li Yan's most skilled weapon was neither a knife nor a sword, but a bow. Among the six arts of a gentleman, he was best at archery.

  On the shore, Ling Ding looked at the corpses all over the ground and secretly cursed. He understood the cruelty of his own king, but this time's opponent seemed even more cruel. So many people, couldn't fight back and wouldn't run away, really all died here!

  Li Yan threw the bow and arrow back to Ling Ding, glanced at the ship that was about to disappear, turned his head and asked: "What's the plan now?"

  "The child insect has not been killed, the tracking is still effective, it's just that the distance is too far, and Pong Pong may not be able to fly anymore." Yan Sanbai also couldn't help but sigh in his heart. At first, when he was in Miaojiang, he thought Pong Pong was easy to raise, so he chose it, who knew it could only eat. "For now, the only plan is to take one step at a time."

  Li Yan nodded, "Alright."

  A group of people quickly returned to the city, and as for those corpses, others would take care of them. As soon as they entered the city, Li Yan took Lingding to deal with the matter of the secret passage, while Yan Sanbai returned to the Yuan family.

  He was really worried about the poison on Yuan Yi's body.

  However, when he rushed there and saw Ah Mon, Ah Mon told him: "Lord Yan, the poison on Yuan Gongzi's body has been resolved, just need to drink some more detoxifying medicine, no need to worry."

  "What's going on?" Yan Sanbai had personally witnessed Qin Sang die from that highly toxic poison, which could kill someone instantly once it took effect.

  Amun took out a dagger from his medicine box and handed it to Yan Sanbai, "The antidote is applied on the dagger."

  Yan Sanbai took it and looked at the dagger in silence.

  This dagger he recognized, was the one Qin Sang used to stab Yuan Yiqing. That woman who was almost crazy, finally chose to let go?

  Although the ending is still miserable, for Yuan Yiqing... after all, it's a little comforting.

  Yan Sanbai looked up towards the house and saw two figures overlapping each other. It was Yuan Yiqing holding Qin Sang, who had already died.

  No, perhaps Yuanyi Qing would never be able to shake off the scars on his back for the rest of his life. This love, hatred, affection and resentment, how could it be explained in just a few words?

  Yan Sanbai shook his head and handed the dagger to Ah Mon, then turned around and left.

  He walked slowly along that long street in the center of Luoyang City, the case was over, and his enemies who wanted to kill him had gone far away, but his heart could not calm down.

  Today is Li Ye's last day in Luoyang, before the city gate closes he will settle all matters and set off again for Chang'an. Yan Sanbai was originally going to follow him, but his heart is not calm, even his horse seems to have sensed his mood and becomes restless.

  At the city gate, Li Yan, Yan Sanbai and Ling Ding were on horseback, about to depart.

  Yan Sanbai suddenly made up his mind and said, "Your Highness, I won't go to Chang'an after all."

  "Why?" Li Yan turned his head and said, "We agreed in the palace that we would celebrate the Empress Dowager's birthday together."

  Yan Sanbai slightly apologetically cupped his hands together, "I'm going to go find someone."

  "Where does the dream pen come from?"

  Having received a definite answer, Li Yan seemed to be deep in thought and said: "This world is so big, even his relatives think he's dead, where else can you go to look for him?"

  Yan Sanbai smiled, the sunset on the horizon illuminated his gentle profile, making his voice sound as soft as a clear breeze. "Whether or not I find it, my heart will be at peace."

  Li Yan looked at him deeply and suddenly smiled - wonderful, Yan Sanbai was indeed a wonderful person.

  "I'll thank Qin Sang for you first." Li Yan's mouth curved up in a smile, still with his usual nonchalant air, and not showing any sadness at parting. "We'll meet again if fate allows it."

  "Farewell for now." Yan Sanbai repeated, then put on his bamboo hat and rode off into the sunset.

  However, he still did not know that what awaited him next was a complicated and entangled fate.

  The author has something to say: Actually, when I write each story, I will find a song to brew emotions and open up brain holes. When writing this one, I listened to "Moonlight Sinking into Dreams". Everyone can go search for it and give it a listen, the effect is super good!

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