two little tour base three

Chapter 13

Ye Wentao never had the habit of going to bed early, so he lit a lamp at night and took out a book to read. The glazed lampshade gave smooth light, and the room was brightly illuminated.Naturally, he didn't bring a book with him when he went out. This is the art of war that he picked up from Yang Cheng.

"Those who are good at making surprises are as infinite as heaven and earth, and as inexhaustible as rivers..."

The wisdom of the old man cannot be underestimated. Ye Wentao has a wide range of learning. To produce Tibetan swords, he must be both civil and military and not just a reckless man. Jianghu is not something that can be mixed casually.Therefore, you have to learn a little bit of etiquette in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and etiquette. Even if you are not good at it, you must know a thing or two.This has also become a capital of Tibetan sword disciples.

"Heh." Ye Wentao closed the book, the busy streets during the day are now deserted, and the third watch is the time for a good night's sleep.

Ye Wentao picked out the wick, pulled the quilt and lay down.

When there was no movement in the room, a thin pipe was slowly stretched in from the window, but before any further movement, the mouth of the pipe was blocked.

The pipe that releases the smoke was hit by the tip of the sword.

"I asked myself that I slept well, so there's no need for you to do anything extra. It's in the middle of the night, isn't this disturbing people's dreams?"

The people outside the window were shocked, and hurriedly dropped the pipe and jumped away, but the speed was still a step slower. Ye Wentao, who came out of the broken window, kicked him straight, and slammed on the ground, recklessly.

Ye Wentao landed on the roof opposite the inn, his coat was still on, obviously he didn't really fall asleep.With a flick of his hand, a sword flower was thrown out, and his eyes moved slowly.

"One, two, three, four, five... fifteen people, that's quite a lot."

Ye Wentao smiled, which was different from his usual bright smile. It was a disdainful, gloomy and haughty smile. The moonlight shone through the dark clouds, and Ye Wentao's eyes and the sword in his hand were coated with a layer of cold light. His gaze sent chills down the spine.

The fifteen men in black didn't panic when they saw that a move was not going to work, they stared at Ye Wentao as he moved his steps, forming a circular formation that surrounded Ye Wentao, with one layer outside and one layer inside, and the two layers interlaced. If it is broken, someone can make it up immediately.

There was a rustling sound, and several men in black had long iron chains in their hands, with iron balls hanging from the end, hanging down to the ground.

Ye Wentao withdrew his smile, and stabbed out with a sword.

In terms of kung fu, Ye Wentao is much higher than the man in black, but relying on the advantages of numbers and formations, they can also compete with Ye Wentao.

It is indeed a wonderful formation, flexible and changeable, there is no fixed formation eye, and the spirit of the people surrounded will be exhausted.However, Ye Wentao hadn't paid much attention to the three-legged cat's kung fu. He replaced it with an epee, and the formation was composed of people.

During this period, an iron chain was wrapped around Ye Wentao's light sword, and Ye Wentao swung him out with a backhand.Tsk, compare your arm strength with someone who plays epee?However, the vacancies left by the few people were immediately filled.

It's annoying enough.

When everyone was holding their breath, Ye Wentao suddenly raised his eyebrows and swung his sword in one direction. When he swung the sword, a gust of wind blew past his ears.

The two people in the inner layer were swept away by Ye Wentao's blow, and the crisp sound of bone breaking made people's teeth chatter.And a person outside also fell straight, with a crossbow arrow stuck in his chest, piercing his heart.

A gap was opened in the circular formation in an instant, Ye Wentao flew out of the encirclement, turned around and fought back, without the formation to rely on, these people's skills are not worth mentioning at all, not to mention Ye Wentao also has a hidden arrow to help, it does not know where it came from The crossbow arrows hit the target with every shot.

Silent pursuit of life, that is the sound of the arrow and the sound of the arrow, but it is already too late when the sound of the arrow is heard, it is the sound of life.Naturally, it was Tang Wuyan who fired the life-chasing arrow.

In terms of assassination techniques, Tang Sect is one of the best. When he sensed movement outside the house, he was ready.Gently opened a window slit, and quickly determined the position of the man in black with his superb night vision ability and killer sense. Although the enemy's attention was in Ye Wentao's room, he would be discovered if he acted so rashly.

Fortunately, Ye Wentao kicked open the window to attract everyone to the opposite roof. Tang Wuyan took the opportunity to sneak out, found a suitable position, hid himself in a flash, loaded his crossbow, and was ready to help Ye Wentao at any time.

The first shot of the life-chasing arrow was to help Ye Wentao break out of the siege, and he was watching the actions of both sides at any time. Tang Wuyan seized the opportunity to shoot the arrow at the place where Ye Wentao swung his sword. It was just right, and outsiders seemed to have a tacit understanding.

The man in black quickly lay down on the ground under the two people's fighting style of one light and one dark. people.

Ye Wentao stood quietly on the roof with his sword in hand, thinking a little.

After a moment of silence, Tang Wuyan appeared, looked around, walked to Tang Wuyan's side and shook his head, "They're all dead."

Those who were not killed also committed suicide, and there was no one left alive, so there was no need to ask questions.

Ye Wentao stared at the man in black and frowned slightly, and muttered to himself, "It seems that my guess is not quite right..."

"What?" Tang Wuyan tilted his head.

"No." Ye Wentao hurriedly made a fuss, looking up at his own people, Ye Wentao instantly recovered his usual smile, "Hey, if the corpses in this place are not disposed of, there will definitely be a commotion tomorrow. On the street, just When do we both have to move?"

Tang Wuyan flew into the room with his toes, and came out after a while. Ye Wentao stood there watching his movements. Tang Wuyan took a small bottle and handed it to Ye Wentao, and held one in his own hand.

Ye Wentao looked at him.

Tang Wuyan explained, "Huashi Powder."

Produced by Tangmen's family, even your clothes and bones can be cleaned.

Ye Wentao tried it and praised the effect. He held the bottle in his hand and played with it, "Good stuff, how did you sell it? I want two bottles."

"Not for sale." Tang Wuyan paused, "I didn't bring much with me on this trip."

He has always been a killer who doesn't care about the aftermath, but only brings it in order to be fully prepared.

"I'm not kidding you, let's work!"

This young master dressed in brocade clothes is really unambiguous in doing such a shady thing, Tang Wuyan said while throwing away the corpse powder, "I don't think they want to kill you."

"Well, it's more like trying to capture me alive." Ye Wentao looked at the iron chains, which were obviously used to capture people.

The Huashisan failed to melt away the weapons, leaving the sword and iron chain behind. Ye Wentao pulled Tang Wuyan who wanted to deal with the weapons, "Oh, don't touch it, it's stained with the Huashisan. Don't worry about it. Keep a few weapons. Nothing can happen."

It was very cold at night, and the hands couldn't feel any temperature through the leather case, but Tang Wuyan thought of Ye Wentao's skeletal fingers lifting his chin to tease during the day, and somehow felt that the cold palms were much warmer.

"what--"

Yang Cheng yawned big and got up at night.

When I came back after finishing the work, I found that there was still a person standing a little farther away, wearing white clothes, the robe was lifted by the breeze, and the brilliance of a sapphire-colored sword was flowing.It's quite a fairy-tale flavor.

Yang Cheng wondered why Wen Shuyi woke up in the middle of the night?So I walked over to say hello, "Hey, you also wake up at night? It's more convenient over there than here."

He really spoke reflexively, without any malice.

Wen Shuyi rolled his eyes at him, and the long sword stabbed out with a "swoosh".

Have you ever seen someone waking up at night stroking a sword in a daze?

"Chong!"

"Hey, don't get excited if you have something to say!"

Wen Shuyi looked at the spear that blocked his sword, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "You still carry a weapon when you get up at night?"

Yang Cheng smiled awkwardly, "I'm used to it, soldiers never leave my body."

Wen Shuyi withdrew his move and stroked the sword gently. This sword was a 20th birthday gift from Yang Cheng and Ye Wentao.The mineral deposits that Yang Cheng was looking for, together with the cold pool ice needles in the Hidden Sword Villa, were made by Ye Wentao himself.

Ye Wentao's casting is also top-notch. There are many good casting masters in Hidden Sword Villa, but these masters don't easily forge things, and what they cast are not things that can be mass-produced.Different fires and different methods, each one is unique.

Wen Shuyi was pleasantly surprised when he received the sword. It was a good sword, a precious sword, and the clear aura hidden in the sword was tailor-made for him.Ye Wentao named the sword "Shu Yi", the same name as him.

"I just can't sleep, just come out for a walk."

"Oh. I'll go back to bed then."

"You have something on your mind."

Yang Cheng paused, turned his head, "What's on my mind?"

Wen Shuyi said lightly, "Maybe you didn't even notice the expression you showed inadvertently. It only happened after Mr. Ye left."

Yang Cheng rubbed his nose, "Uh, obviously?"

Wen Shuyi nodded, "Obviously."

Wen Shuyi had never seen him so worried about that kind of worry and the struggling look in his eyes.

"Hey!" Yang Cheng thrust the gun into the ground and sat down on the ground, "You can see it, then Wen Tao is also fine, and he is very smart, I'm afraid he can follow the vine to guess after seeing the clue. So I dare not think about it in front of him, I must have been slack this time around, it is very hard to keep hiding."

Yang Cheng sighed heavily, Wen Shuyi looked at him, hesitated, and said, "Can you tell me?"

Yang Cheng shook his head, Wen Shuyi opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

That's right, the tacit understanding and spiritual connection between childhood sweethearts are incomparable to others, and Ye Wentao is smart, and can slowly guess along the clues of the bamboo horse's expression.He can't, Wen Shuyi may be good at swordsmanship, but facing Yang Cheng, he can't be so smart.

If... nothing, there are not so many ifs in the world.

There was silence for a while, one standing and the other sitting, each thinking about their own concerns.

After a long time, Wen Shuyi turned around and left, "I'm going to sleep, the night is cold, if you want to watch the night, go to the fire."

Yang Cheng grinned, indicating that he understood.

With a cool breeze blowing, Yang Cheng lost all sleepiness at this moment, so he simply raised his gun and practiced kung fu.

The two watchmen heard the movement and looked over. If they were not afraid of waking up others, they would have clapped their hands and shouted.

Wen Shuyi turned over, closed his eyes, and heard the "whoosh" of the spear sweeping in his ears.

Such hearty moves and the strong wind blowing, in addition to the skilled relationship, also have a sense of venting.