Chapter 354

The old Daoist just swept a glance and didn't speak again.

He just needs to do a good job of guarding and fighting, and other things are naturally arranged by An Ziyang.

An Ziyang didn't say much, took the old Daoist around the square, pointed out several important places, took the old Daoist to a tent to rest, and he returned to the square to continue busy.

This busyness lasted until sunset.

Wang Gongchang cannot see fire, and cannot light lamps at night, so it must stop at sunset. Embroidered Uniform Guards, Xiaolingwei, and Tang Men disciples left one after another along the secret passage, leaving only An Ziyang and Mei Qinghe here.

The two had been arranged by Li Miao to be here for a few days, although they didn't have much contact because of Mei Qinghe's personality, they had also cultivated some tacit understanding now.

Mei Qinghe sat cross-legged in the center of the square.

An Ziyang followed the secret passage and returned to the office where he fought with the old Daoist before.

This office was separated from Wang Gongchang by a distance, An Ziyang deliberately left Embroidered Uniform Guards at the door, which was a bait. If the Eastern Depot came to investigate, and there was a commotion here, Mei Qinghe could also be prepared at Wang Gongchang.

After An Ziyang returned here, he first sent his subordinates to restore the traps used during the day, then ate some food, rested for a while, and it was late at night.

When the moonlight fell on An Ziyang's face from the window crack, he opened his eyes slowly, got out of bed and put on his clothes, and pulled out a huge box from under the bed.

An Ziyang opened the box.

As soon as it was opened, a strange fragrance rose from the box, the moonlight illuminated it, illuminating countless hidden weapons that emitted cold light and strange shapes. There were also several jars, from which rustling sounds kept coming.

He took out seven or eight things from the box, patted them on his body and they disappeared, then carried the box out of the room and sat down at the stone table in the middle of the courtyard.

An Embroidered Uniform Guard brought wine and water, put it on the table, and left after bowing.

The courtyard was quiet.

Only An Ziyang was leaning against the box, sipping wine.

After half an hour passed like this.

On the roof on one side, a wail suddenly sounded.

"Ah! Despicable!"

Thud.

A figure in night clothes rolled off the roof, fell to the ground, and reached out to pull the iron caltrop stuck in his sole. As soon as he reached out, a blue-purple color flashed across his face.

His head tilted, and he lost his breath.

An Ziyang glanced at him and sipped his wine.

"Junior brother!"

Another man in black shouted at the corpse on the roof, and then turned to look at An Ziyang, cursing angrily.

"An Ziyang, you running dog!"

"Return my junior brother's life!"

Before the words fell, this person jumped up from the roof, crossed several zhang like a flying bird, and the short sword in his hand stabbed directly at An Ziyang, shortening the distance to a few feet in an instant!

But he heard a "pfft" in mid-air.

This person was stunned, before he could make any reaction, his arm fell off his shoulder, and the short sword also fell to the ground with a clang.

"What means! He clearly didn't make a move!"

He was shocked in his heart, no longer hesitating, turned his body in mid-air, and rushed toward the door after landing, not forgetting to find a few words to make up for it.

"We green mountains don't change, green water—"

Pfft.

First a sharp pain in the neck, and then the vision turned upside down.

The head fell to the ground, his lips moved a few times, and at the last moment before his vision darkened, he saw a few drops of blood flowing slowly along an extremely thin transparent thread in mid-air, and then falling onto his headless cavity.

"So... that's it..."

The head on the ground closed its eyes.

An Ziyang put the wine glass on the table, stood up, and scanned the surroundings.

"Since you've seen blood, don't hide." "Don't you know that I, An Ziyang, am a direct descendant of the God-Thief Sect? Hiding your head and showing your tail in front of me, don't you feel ashamed?"

He said this extremely firmly, as if he had determined that someone would come to break into the empty gate tonight.

The old Daoist was a person who practiced Dao, doing things straight, not knowing how much trouble his whim test during the day would bring. Hundreds of pounds of lime powder, and the exploding dung pool, had already attracted countless gazes.

Sure enough, before An Ziyang's words fell, a sneer came from the roof.

"Really powerful, worthy of being a capable general of the 'Four Seasons Commander'."

Swish, swish, swish—

Only hearing a sound of clothes shaking, more than a dozen people jumped off the roof and stood in the courtyard. All were in night clothes, masked, wrapped from head to toe, not revealing their identities at all.

One of them bowed to An Ziyang gracefully.

"Seen Commander An."

An Ziyang squinted at him and said.

"I won't ask your identity and master, I assume you wouldn't dare to admit it. If I recognize you, I'm afraid you'll have to commit suicide to escape the crime."

That person said with a smile.

"Thank you, Commander An, for understanding."

"We really don't dare to offend Lord Li's tiger might, the grand occasion at the Moon-Viewing Banquet on August 15th, we all still remember it clearly."

An Ziyang sneered.

"Knowing fear, and still dare to break into my Embroidered Uniform Guard's empty gate?"

That person spread his hands.

"People die for wealth, birds die for food. Commander An has a huge family fortune, and has hugged the towering giant tree of Lord Li, naturally you can't understand us poor people."

"However, conversely, we can throw our lives here for a little bit of petty profit, I think Commander An shouldn't want to change lives with us poor people, right?"

An Ziyang didn't respect them at all, picked his ears, flicked his fingernails, and then squinted and sneered.

"Indeed can't understand the thoughts of you poor ghosts."

"Anyway, your lives are not worth money, and you don't have to think too much when doing things. If you die, you die. It can be considered the reason why you stupid people live easily."

"Tell me, breaking into our Embroidered Uniform Guard's empty gate, what do you want? If it's not something valuable, I will reward you, just treat it as alms to beggars."

That person's face turned red, almost breaking his defense.

Took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, but his tone was not as polite as before.

"Hand over the Profound Observation cultivation method, and we will leave on our own."

An Ziyang frowned.

"What cultivation method?"

That person sneered.

"Commander An, don't pretend to be confused."

"It has spread throughout the Jianghu, the foundation of Lord Li's extraordinary martial arts lies in this long-lost nature cultivation method! And this cultivation method is hidden in the capital, in the Embroidered Uniform Guard!"

"At this time, Commander An, what are you hiding here for? What is worth you guarding it personally?"

"The old Daoist who broke into the door during the day was here for the Profound Observation cultivation method, right! It just happened to pave the way for us!"

He laughed wildly and rampantly.

"How is it, Commander An, did I guess right?"

"Hand over the Profound Observation cultivation method!"

An Ziyang looked at him and tutted.

"Really... brain-damaged people have more fun."