Zhou Jian's Jianghu

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In the swirling morning mist, the buildings of Yuxiang Courtyard appeared somewhat hazy.
Zhou Jian continued riding forward. When he passed through a small town, he abandoned his horse and changed his
clothes. He seemed no different from before, still a poor, wandering young man. However,
if one looked closely at his eyes, one could tell he was different!
His eyes gleamed with a greedy light, like that of a hungry wolf!
He continued on, the sun blazing down. He was soaked to the bone, his tattered clothes clinging to his body. As
evening approached, he reached a thicket, lay down, and gazed at a high wall ahead. It was
a castle without gates; entry and exit required leaping over the high wall.
Zhou Jian didn't know how to proceed, but he knew that if he waited patiently, his opportunity would come
.
Darkness fell, and swarms of mosquitoes buzzed around him. Zhou Jian remained
motionless , as if he weren't a person at all, but merely a large rock under a tree.
As the sound of horses' hooves suddenly approached, Zhou Jian saw two lights and a carriage speeding
towards him . He moved to the path
, his hand already gripping the dagger. He saw that the driver was a strong, muscular man.
There were no other houses in the area; the man must be heading to one. This might be the opportunity he was waiting for.
Sure enough, the carriage stopped by the wall, and a dog barked from inside.
The driver dismounted and approached
Zhou Jian, who had already moved like a cat behind him.
The
man opened the carriage and pulled out a long, narrow bundle. Zhou Jian immediately saw
that wrapped in the gauze blanket was a person—a woman!
The woman's long hair fell from one end of the blanket. The man carried the woman on his shoulder and walked towards
the wall . Zhou Jian's dagger had already pierced his abdomen!
The man's body fell backward. Zhou Jian reached out and first caught the woman, then grabbed
the man's head. The man's body twisted violently, and Zhou Jian's fingers tightened. He heard
the woman under the gauze blanket moan, and at the same time, he heard someone shout from inside the wall: "Zhu Lao Er, hurry up and come in! The old man
can't wait any longer!"
Zhou Jian released his grip, quickly dragged the man's body away, then hoisted the woman onto his back, pulled
the carriage over, and used the carriage as a stepping stone to climb over the wall.
Once on the wall, he saw a large open space inside the walled area, with five or six people, each holding
a dog bigger than a horse. The dogs were barking terrifyingly, their teeth
gleaming white in the darkness.
After he landed, the six or seven large dogs barked even more fiercely. If the men hadn't been holding the leashes on
the dogs' collars tightly, the dogs would have pounced on him.
The men, while restraining the wolfhound, shouted:
Zhou Jian took a breath and strode forward. He was grateful for his luck; he had brought a woman
in , and those men assumed the wolfhound was barking at the person Zhu Lao Er had brought, never imagining it was barking at him!
Zhou Jian hurried forward. It was dark, and he kept his head down until he reached a house.
The area in front of the house was also pitch black, but in the darkness, he could see two burly men guarding it
. As soon as Zhou Jian stepped onto the stone steps, one of the men... He turned and knocked on the door. The door was immediately opened, and
a middle-aged woman called from inside, "Come with me!"
Zhou Jian mumbled a response. He found himself walking down a long corridor. At the end of the corridor
was a door. The woman led Zhou Jian to that door, knocked, and said,
"Master, Zhu Lao Er is back!"
A deep, resonant voice immediately rang out from inside, "Come in!"
The middle-aged woman pushed
open flooded with intense light.
He heard the door close behind him. The light inside was so bright that Zhou Jian stood still.
He heard the deep voice shout again, "Quickly put the person down and get out!"
Zhou Jian squinted. Now he could make out the person in the room.
The man was a head taller than him, burly, shirtless, muscular, and with a dark mark on his face.
That was the man he wanted to kill!
Zhou Jian lowered his head slightly again.
When the woman rolled out from under the gauze blanket, she was completely naked. Her long black hair was spread across her smooth,
glistening body. In that instant, Zhou Jian saw the person in front of him, his eyes fixed on the naked woman on the ground
.
This was the best opportunity for Zhou Jian to strike, and Zhou Jian never let any opportunity slip by. He
understood too well that if he missed the best opportunity, the price he would pay would be his own
death!
His wrist suddenly flicked, and the dagger in his hand shot forward.
Under the bright light, the dagger's gleam flashed only briefly before disappearing, because in
that instant, the entire dagger was embedded in the man's chest. The man's head jerked up, the dagger deeply piercing his chest.
Zhou Jian's hand was still tightly gripping the hilt of the dagger. He looked at Zhou Jian, and Zhou Jian looked at him.
Instantly, blood
gushed When the man opened his mouth, his voice was muffled by the blood, and he said,
"Why...why did you kill me?"
Zhou Jian's voice was low as he replied, "For the money."
The man's mouth twitched, his face contorted violently, and then
went .
Zhou Jian shoved the man, sending him sprawling onto the embroidered cushion. Only then did he begin to examine the room.
It was an extremely lavishly furnished room, surpassing even the rooms in the Jade Fragrance Courtyard. As soon as Zhou Jian looked
up he saw
Zhou Jian striding forward, biting a dagger, grabbing the treasures in his hands and stuffing them into his
robes until they were bulging and could hold no more. He opened several cabinets and finally found what he was looking for
in a gilded box—a box of silver notes.
At this moment, he grabbed the silver notes, glanced at them briefly, and his heart began to pound wildly. He could never have so much silver!
He already possessed far more silver than Liu San! It
was quiet outside; how should he get out?
He first pushed the door open a crack, then took a pearl pagoda from his robes and
clutched it . The corridor outside was deserted. He had carefully memorized the layout before entering, so he walked straight
out the corridor. When he arrived at a moon gate, two men stood guard inside. Zhou Jian's heart
pounded .
Outside was a garden, and the intermittent barking of dogs echoed from within. The two men guarding the moon
gate turned to look at Zhou Jian. Zhou Jian's face turned slightly pale, but he still
walked forward. He actually walked through the moon gate, and the two men didn't utter a sound!
Zhou Jian could hardly believe his luck. Just as he was about to quicken his pace, the two men behind him
shouted in unison, "Hey, what kind of people are you? Where did you come from?"
He sprinted forward, and the two men behind him continued to yell. In the garden, four or five more
people closing in. From the sound of their footsteps, Zhou Jian knew that those chasing him were
faster than him and were already close! Zhou Jian grabbed the pearls and suddenly lifted them, tossing them backward, while continuing to run forward.
As he tossed his hand back, at least twenty or thirty pearls, each the size of a dragon ball, flew out. He
heard the two men behind him exclaim in surprise. Zhou Jian ran forward recklessly, waving his hand forward again.
The people surrounding him were extremely skilled. As the pearls flew towards them,
two or three them caught them with a flick of their wrists. When they caught the pearls, they involuntarily
let out a shout and naturally stopped in their tracks.
Zhou Jian sprinted forward with all his might, reaching the wall. He forcefully
threw the gilded box over the wall, then grabbed a crack and began to climb.
Two wolfhounds pounced, biting at Zhou Jian's trouser leg. He struggled to climb, tearing his
trousers , and the two dogs fell to the ground, barking wildly.
Zhou Jian's climb was so frantic, almost every muscle in his body was straining, clinging tightly to the wall,
that the precious treasures he had hidden in his robes all fell to the ground.
When he finally scaled the wall, leaped down, retrieved the gilded box, and ran forward,
disappearing into the darkness, he realized he only had one thing left in his arms.
He ran without stopping until all the sounds of people and dogs faded away, then
collapsed to the ground, clutching the box tightly, panting heavily. He had run so violently
that after he collapsed, his heart pounded as if it would bounce his body off the ground. Around noon, he returned to the small town. In the evening, he entered Kaifeng City. He changed his clothes at an inn, carefully rolled up all the silver notes in the lacquer box, and hid them in a wide belt.
Then , he swaggered into the Jade Fragrance Courtyard. As soon as he entered, he saw Lei Ying sitting in the hall, embracing two women, thoroughly enjoying himself. Upon seeing him, Lei Ying abruptly stood up. From Zhou Jian's expression, Lei Ying could tell at a glance that Zhou Jian had already killed the person he was supposed to kill! Lei Ying frowned, waved his hand, and everyone in the hall retreated. Lei Ying said in a deep voice, "What happened ?" Zhou Jian coldly replied, "That man is already dead. Why do you ask about what happened?" "Good! Good! Good!" Lei Ying said "good" three times in a row. To be honest, even someone as cunning and experienced as him, who made a living by killing, didn't know what to say. Zhou Jian smiled and said, "The man I killed seems to be a very wealthy man. His room was filled with many beautiful things. I just picked one up. Take a look, is it valuable?" As Zhou Jian spoke, he took out the jade lion and placed it on the table. Lei Ying's eyes widened! "What? Is it valuable?" Zhou Jian squinted and stared at Lei Ying, asking, "How much is it worth?" Lei Ying also looked at Zhou Jian, and then slowly he held up two fingers. Zhou Jian tentatively asked, "Twenty thousand taels of silver?" Lei Ying's heart pounded wildly. He had no idea that Zhou Jian didn't know the true value of the jade lion. He held up about two fingers, meaning two hundred thousand taels, and he could sell it for at least four hundred thousand taels! But Zhou Jian said, "Twenty thousand!" Lei Ying's heart pounded as he asked, "Alright, do you want silver notes now, or..." Zhou Jian pushed the jade lion towards Lei Ying, saying, "I want it now!" Lei Ying's hands were even trembling. He immediately pulled out two silver notes, placed them on the table, grabbed the jade lion , turned and walked out. Reaching the door, he turned back and said, "Okay, if I need anything, I'll come here to find you. If you want to find me, you can ask at the bank I took you to ." He walked out the door, shouting, "Hurry up and serve the guests! Pick out the best girls for him!" Zhou Jian sat there swaggeringly. The madam pushed a timid, head-down girl in front of him. Zhou Jian reached out; the girl's hand was icy cold and trembling slightly. He smiled, and the madam standing beside him grinned widely. She was even happier, and the girl trembled even more violently. Zhou Jian, acting like a seasoned expert, used one finger to lift the girl's chin, raising her lowered head. Her eyes were closed, but her eyelids twitched, her long eyelashes fluttering, and within them seemed to be tears. Zhou Jian laughed incessantly, saying, "Good! Good!" As he spoke, he pushed forward the approximately 20,000 silver notes Lei Yingcai had given him, saying, "I also want the best food. Prepare water for me; I want to bathe." The madam took the silver notes. With each command Zhou Jian gave, a large group of people responded. Zhou Jian stood up , feeling almost weightless, his right hand still holding the girl's. As soon as he stood, the madam called out, and two maids immediately led the way. The girl's head bowed even lower, while Zhou Jian's laughter grew louder. A pair of red candles, an exquisitely crafted room, a girl as beautiful as white jade—Zhou Jian felt…

"Even if I became emperor, it wouldn't be much different!"
Zhou Jian sauntered, humming an off-key tune with a beaming smile. He embraced the trembling
girl and whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid. I'm so glad to be with you. Are you still a virgin?"
"Yes!" the girl replied softly
. "Xiao Jiao," she whispered, "that's the new name the mother here gave me." "Xiao Jiao, oh, I'll cherish you. Now I want you to take off all your clothes. I've never really appreciated a real virgin before!" Xiao Jiao blushed and slowly undressed, then touched her breast with one hand and covered her genitals with the other, turning her head away and lying down. Zhou Jian silently removed her hands. Her body was fair and clean, her breasts small but firm, her abdomen smooth, her navel deep, her pubic hair clustered together, and her vulva tightly closed, appearing somewhat pink. Zhou Jian swallowed hard. His erect penis was already standing tall. He picked her up, embracing and stroking her as if she were a child, and their naked, hot bodies immediately felt a surge of pleasure! "Ugh... I, I..." Xiao Jiao trembled all over, but didn't know what to say. Zhou Jian laid her flat on the bed, about to cultivate this virgin territory, and pushed his hard penis into her jade gate. Xiao Jiao immediately squeezed her legs together and cried out, "Ah... it hurts... it hurts..." He tried several times, but she pushed him out each time. At this moment, Zhou Jian was burning with lust, his eyes bloodshot, how could he give up, but Xiao Jiao was truly virgin and difficult to penetrate, so he smeared some saliva on her clitoris and pretended to be kind, saying: After Zhou Jian finished speaking, he used the head of his penis to rub and rotate on that little red stone. Gradually, Xiao Jiao's body relaxed. She closed her eyes, already experiencing some pleasure, and her vulva was already leaking fluid. Zhou Jian was overjoyed. Taking advantage of her inattention, he suddenly thrust his glans downwards, finally managing to slide a small section past her. "Ah...no, no! Wait...ah...it hurts, it hurts...ah...no, ah..." Xiao Jiao began to resist again, pushing hard against Zhou Jian's shoulders with both hands, her white buttocks shifting as she tried to break free. Zhou Jian, however, did not relax at all. Xiao Jiao's face turned red with anxiety, and she gritted her teeth. He hardened his heart and thrust forward a little more. "No...no...ah...ah...it hurts so much...boohoo...boohoo...it hurts so much... ah...please, ah...boohoo..." Xiao Jiao could not bear it any longer and finally cried. Seeing her pitiful state, Zhou Jian felt no pity, but rather a strange sense of conquest and superiority. He smirked, then thrust his hips forward, penetrating her deeply! "Ouch...ah...ah..." Xiao Jiao cried out twice, then her eyes rolled back, her lips turned purple, and she fainted. Zhou Jian, caught up in the moment, couldn't stop. He checked Xiao Jiao's breathing, knowing it was just a temporary shock. He then gently pulled her legs apart. After about ten minutes, Xiao Jiao opened her eyes and awoke. She murmured, "Ah, ah...please, please be gentle...it hurts so much." Zhou Jian smiled, slowly withdrawing his hard member and then inserting it again, each time pushing it all the way in . He continued this for another twenty minutes. Xiao Jiao no longer seemed to be in pain as before; instead , a slight look of ecstasy appeared in her eyes. She softly hummed, "Ah...ah...mmm...mmm..." Zhou Jian felt that her jade gate was now lubricated enough to move freely in and out. So, he supported himself on the bed with both hands, his waist thrusting up and down, making Xiao Jiao cry out, "Ouch, ouch...ouch...I can't...ouch...like this...ouch...it hurts... ouch, be gentle...I, I'm in so much pain...no, no..." Just as Zhou Jian was feeling extremely comfortable, he completely ignored her pleas, gathered his strength, and thrust wildly, finally ejaculating. He panted heavily, "Ha...ha..." Xiao Jiao's shoulders were clenched; she felt his hard thing almost reaching her heart, and it was trembling slightly. Zhou Jian pulled out his gradually shrinking penis, looked down, and saw sticky blood on the glans. He lay down, smiling contentedly. Xiao Jiao hugged her knees by the bedside, sobbing softly. Lei Ying could tell at a glance that Zhou Jian had become a different person, both clever and opportunistic. Lei Ying couldn't help but ask himself: if Zhou Jian had been like would he have cooperated with him in this murder? He had originally intended to use Zhou Jian to kill for him. However, at this moment, he dared not even think of the word and the word "cooperate" naturally came to mind. Lei Ying stared at Zhou Jian, speechless for a long time. Zhou Jian, however, sat down opposite Lei Ying as if nothing had happened, with an air of nonchalance, and said, "Master Lei, long time no see!" Lei Ying took a breath and said, "We have something to do again!" Zhou Jian's heart skipped a beat. "This time, we're leaving Kaifeng!" Lei Ying immediately added. "Oh, where are we going?" "We'll rest in Luoyang first. Once we get there, someone will naturally come to meet us." Zhou Jian lowered his voice even further and asked, "Who are we going to kill this time?" Lei Ying shook his head and said, "I don't know yet, but no matter who we kill, you won't be afraid, will you?" Amid his laughter, Lei Ying said, "The car is ready. We'll set off now." "Use my carriage! I've had one made, drawn by four magnificent horses. It's faster and more handsome than yours!" Lei Ying was stunned for a moment, then said, "What's the use? You still want to drive for me?" Zhou Jian stretched, a half-smile on his face, and said, "Master Lei, you're mistaken. Why would I drive , exposed to the sun and rain? Just a little silver, and someone will drive for me!" Lei Ying smiled, stood up, and continued to look at Zhou Jian, saying, "You're different now!" Zhou Jian clapped his hands and shouted loudly, ordering his maid to bring out his clothes. Upon hearing the news of Master Zhou...

The departure caused a stir throughout Yuxiang Courtyard. When a sturdy carriage pulled the square horse-drawn carriage away from
Yuxiang Courtyard, at least fifty or sixty people lined up in front of the courtyard to see him off, hoping that Master Zhou
would return as soon as possible.
They had no idea who Zhou Jian was, nor did they need to ask. They only needed to know that Zhou Jian was a
wealthy man who spent money like water, and that was enough for them to be obsequious.
At Lei Ying's instruction, the carriage stopped outside the Hongxing Inn in Luoyang.
The burly driver shouted and cracked his whip, bringing the carriage to a stop. Zhou Jian pushed open the door, and before he could even step down, he
heard a sweet, delicate voice say, "Senior brother, look at this carriage, how beautiful it is!"
A surge of pride rose in Zhou Jian's heart. He immediately turned to look in the direction of the voice and saw
a man and a woman standing in the other end of the ebony carriage. The man was tall and imposing, a long sword hanging at his waist. Just
as Zhou Jian looked at her, the girl's eyes met his. Her bright, sparkling
eyes darted around, and a shallow dimple appeared.
Zhou Jian was instantly stunned! Although there were many beauties in the Jade Fragrance Courtyard, how could they compare to this girl before him?
She was so beautiful, so charming, so captivating!
Lei Ying then stepped out of the carriage, gently nudging Zhou Jian from behind, and said, "Let's go into the inn!"
At that moment, a man and a woman beside the carriage also boarded. Zhou Jian was still somewhat absent-minded,
following Lei Ying forward while constantly looking back.
However, the girl never peeked out again.
After entering the Hongxing Inn, Lei Ying whispered, "Don't overthink it. That's
the daughter of Zhu Wu, the great hero of Luoyang, the White Horse Golden Sword!"
Zhou Jian's face flushed slightly. His blush wasn't from shyness, but from displeasure that
Lei Ying seen through his thoughts. He had too many secrets, and they were absolutely forbidden for Lei Ying to know!
After the attentive waiter left, Zhou Jian couldn't help but ask, "Who is that White Horse and Golden Sword?"
Lei Ying glanced at Zhou Jian and said, "He's a great martial arts master, even your former master, Master Long,
can't compare to him!"
Zhou Jian lay down on the bed. He and Lei Ying waited until it was dark when the waiter brought
the food . After eating dinner, Zhou Jian called some singers to perform for half an hour before lying down on the bed again and
falling asleep soon after.
He realized what had happened when he heard a low murmur of conversation.
Three clay figurines had appeared and were sitting across the table from Lei Ying, who was
talking .
One of the figurines was saying, "The White Horse and Golden Sword, Zhu Wu's, fiftieth birthday is the day after tomorrow. We need him..."
The man stopped abruptly when he saw Zhou Jian sit up.
Zhou Jian immediately said, "It's alright, he's my assistant!"
The three figures looked at each other, and one of them said, "We were just talking about Zhu Wu's fiftieth
birthday, which is the day after tomorrow. We want him to die on that day!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Jian's heart started pounding again. He knew what a
big shot .
Lei Ying paused, then said, "I've never refused a business deal before, but this time, I'm truly
sorry !"
The three dough figurines hesitated, one of them lowering his voice, "Master Lei, why? Is it because the White Horse
Golden Sword's martial arts are too high, and his reputation too great?"
Lei Ying sneered, "No matter how great the reputation, no matter how high the martial arts, they will all become my victims!"
The three dough figurines said in unison, "Then why?"
Lei Ying placed his hand on the table, saying, "Time, only two days. Even if I can do it, you
can't afford the price!"
Lei Ying glared at the three men's small, chubby eyes, their greed gleaming. His voice was as hard as
a bear's. He said coldly, "Don't speak too soon. Do you know how much I need?"
He paused, took a deep breath, and then spoke slowly and deliberately, each word
clenched between his teeth, looking quite frightening. The three figures smiled bitterly and said, "Master Lei Ying wants 100,000 taels of gold!"
The old man sighed and said, "What a high price!"
As he spoke, he reached into his robe and took out a deerskin bag. He went to the table,
opened the bag, and with a clatter, more than a dozen sparkling diamonds fell out, each one
probably the size of a fingernail.
The old man in the masked clothes counted nine diamonds, put the rest into a deerskin bag, and said, "Uncle Lei, you're
a connoisseur, you'll naturally know these are national treasures of the Abbasid Caliphate. Such diamonds are extremely rare. I'll give you 250,000
taels of silver per diamond. You won't lose out, will you?"
Lei Ying's voice almost changed as he repeatedly said, "No loss, no loss, it's settled then!"
The old man in the masked clothes said in a deep voice, "Remember, the day after tomorrow, we want Zhu Wu to die a violent death at the Shoutang Hall!"
The three masked figures followed the old man in the masked clothes and darted out of the window in a flash. Zhou Jian
took a step forward, and Lei Ying stretched out his hands to cover the diamonds on the table, looking up at Zhou Jian.
Zhou Jian said, "So you have such a high income. This time, naturally you'll be the one to pay."
"Go, let's go together!"
Zhou
Leiying's hands still wouldn't leave the table. He just gestured towards the sheepskin box and said, "This is all
yours!"
Zhou Jian laughed, "I guess I'm lucky to have met the God of Wealth."
Leiying didn't say anything, just paced back and forth. He paced all night, while Zhou Jian just sat and watched him.
In the morning, Leiying nodded to Zhou Jian, and the two of them left the inn together and went to Xinghua Restaurant. Although it was
still early, Xinghua Restaurant already had quite a few diners. Leiying and Zhou Jian walked in with an air of nonchalance.
The waiter came to greet them, and Lei Ying ordered the dishes, asking, "Does Bai Ma Jin Jian's daughter come here often?"
The waiter laughed and said, "Master Bai Ma has over sixty cooks, but Miss Zhu loves
coming here."
"What does she like to eat?"
the waiter asked. "She has a dish called Honey-Roasted Golden Carp Lips, which she has at every meal. There aren't many golden carp from the Yellow River. We need to prepare ten every four days
, and each one costs ten taels of silver!"
Lei Ying flipped his hand and pulled out a large gold ingot, saying, "Today, we'll
take all the golden carp from Xinghualou!"
The waiter stared wide-eyed at Lei Ying, then at the gold ingot in Lei Ying's hand, speechless.
Lei Ying laughed, "Even if Miss Zhu gets angry, it's enough for you to buy dozens of acres of fertile land!"
The shop assistant's hand trembled as he reached out to take the gold ingot, but then pulled his hand back, saying, "You have to take all the golden carp."
The shop assistant nodded repeatedly. Lei Ying tossed the gold ingot in his hand, the shop assistant caught it, and turned to leave.
After a while, two men carried in a large wooden bucket. The bucket was full of lively golden carp. Zhou Jian
whispered, "Master Lei, shall we start with Miss Zhu?"
Lei Ying stared wide-eyed and nodded.
Lei Ying immediately added, "It's Zhu Wu's fiftieth birthday, there will be many guests, and the security will be tight. We can't just barge in
without a reason . Once we get to know Miss Zhu, it will be much easier!"
Zhou Jian's heart skipped a beat again for no reason. Lei Ying chuckled and said, "You're in luck!"
After a while, the food and wine were served. The two were halfway through their drinks when they suddenly heard a commotion outside.
First there was a
loud "bang," followed by a "clang," as if something had been smashed. Then, a woman shouted, "You scoundrel!"
Although the woman's voice was full of anger and she was cursing, her beautiful voice
was still very pleasant to hear.
Then, several people were explaining in hushed tones. Then, the woman asked again, "Where is she?"
Zhou Jian and Lei Ying exchanged a glance. They heard footsteps approaching the curtain quickly.
With a "whoosh," the curtain was lifted, and a beautiful woman with an angry face stood in front of the door.
At this moment, Zhou Jian's heart pounded wildly. The person he had longed for all night had finally
appeared!
The beautiful woman standing outside the curtain, draped in an exquisitely embroidered white cloak, was dashing and
captivating . It was
n't until Zhu Xiaohong lifted the curtain that she caught a glimpse of Zhou Jian, and she too was startled. Yesterday,
when she left Xinghua Tower, she had seen Zhou Jian's carriage, and her impression of him was quite vivid.
This Zhou Jian was a far cry from the one who had been dressed in tattered clothes and soaked in the rain. He
carried a large stack of silver notes in his belt and wore a fine brocade robe; who wouldn't see him as a young master?
After a moment of surprise, Zhu Xiaohong's anger subsided slightly, but she still pointed and said, "Did you book all the Yellow River
Golden Carp ?"
Zhou Jian stared at Zhu Xiaohong, his heart pounding, unable to utter a single word. Lei Ying frowned slightly. Lei Ying gently kicked Zhou
Jian's leg and bowed slightly, saying, "Yes! What can I do for you, young lady? Please speak."
"Give me the ten carp, and I'll pay you double the silver!"
Lei Ying laughed, "We don't care about the silver; we want to gather all the golden carp to give away!"
Zhu Xiaohong was taken aback and asked, "Give them to whom?"
Lei Ying said, "To the great hero Zhu, the White Horse and Golden Sword, whose birthday is approaching. We wish to offer our congratulations, but we know that the great hero has friends
all the world. What kind of birthday gift wouldn't he have? Only these Yellow River golden carp are something that can only be found by chance!"
Before Lei Ying could finish speaking, Zhu Xiaohong's anger had completely dissipated, and she laughed. A beautiful woman's slight anger certainly has its
charm , but her gentle smile is even more captivating, leaving Zhou Jian completely mesmerized.
Lei Ying feigned ignorance and continued, "That's why we need to collect a hundred golden carp to present to Master Zhu as
a way to request an audience!"
Although Zhu Xiaohong came from a family of chivalrous heroes, with a rich family tradition of martial arts and considerable skill, she had never actually
ventured . She only knew how to listen to flattery and viewed everything as simplistic; how could she know the wickedness of human nature?
As soon as Lei Ying finished speaking, she said, "
Lei Ying pretended to be greatly surprised, repeatedly kicking Zhou Jian with her foot, while standing up. Zhou Jian also hurriedly stood up
. Lei Ying said, 'Miss, who is your father?'
Zhu Xiaohong proudly replied, 'My father is Bai Ma Jin Jian!'
Lei Ying chuckled and said, 'So that's how it is. Miss Zhu, if you wish, please allow me to treat you,
what ?'
Before Zhu Xiaohong could respond, Zhou Jian shouted, 'Someone come here!'
A figure appeared before Zhu Xiaohong.
The moment these two diamonds were drawn, everyone fell silent. Not to mention the dazzling diamond, which possesses an
irresistible power, the guests were not unsophisticated people; they naturally knew what it was and
its value. Those who had just boasted about the precious gifts from their elders blushed instantly.
Zhu Xiaohong, too, gaped, her face filled with an overwhelming joy that was
truly captivating. Zhou Jian felt an irresistible urge to immediately embrace her and be intimate with her.
Zhu Xiaohong stared intently at the table for a long time before taking a deep breath. Lei Ying asked in a very
calm tone, "My dear niece, do you like it?"
Zhu Xiaohong couldn't help but cheer, "I love it so much!"
Zhou Jian hurriedly said, "Only a celestial being like Miss Zhu is worthy of such a treasure!"
Several other young women present were momentarily speechless with delight. Zhu Xiaohong clutched the two
diamonds in her hands, glancing at Zhou
Jian, who was even happier than if he himself had received the treasure. Lei Ying then explained some knowledge about how to distinguish good diamonds
from bad , and everyone truly parted on a high note. Back at the inn, Lei Ying rubbed his hands together and said:
"Bai Ma Jin Jian's martial arts are extremely high; he can tell at a glance that I am also a martial artist, and besides, he's
an old hand at the game His eagerness to see us is bound to arouse his suspicion!"
Zhou Jian said. "Then how should we proceed?"
Lei Ying smiled slightly and said, "You're different. Just now at the banquet, when everyone was talking about martial arts, you
spoke eloquently. But that can only fool these young lads. In front of a master, you know nothing about martial arts, and that can't be hidden!" Zhou Jian blushed, and Lei Ying continued, "Zhu Jin Jian will definitely see at a glance that you don't know martial arts, and he won't be on guard. I've already thought of something for you.
" "Alright, just pretend you're a member of the imperial family from the capital, casually revealing a few details. When people ask, deny it outright. This will make them even more convinced that you're someone important, someone who's drawn by the reputation of the White Horse and Golden Sword to befriend you. Then, Zhu Wu will no longer have any doubts!" Zhou Jian suddenly stood up and said, "That's right!" Lei Ying added, "Moreover, the more mysterious your identity, the easier it will be for you to get to that other matter!" Zhou Jian was overjoyed. That night, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep, having countless dreams. He never imagined he would have so many extraordinary encounters after meeting Lei Ying!

The next morning, Zhou Jian woke up feeling somewhat groggy and disoriented. Lei Ying took him to all
the jewelry and antique shops in Luoyang, where they bought four birthday gifts: a four-foot-tall coral tree, a
jadeite rockery, a set of Jingyao teaware, and a red ribbon
. They returned to the inn around noon when a commotion erupted outside. A
burly man accompanied by a dozen followers, arrived with a visiting card from Zhu Wu, carrying a white horse and a golden sword, to invite Lei Ying and Zhou Jian to Baima Manor
.
At the manor gate, dozens of people were already waiting. The two diamonds adorning Zhu Xiaohong's body gleamed brilliantly in
the sunlight .
At the gate, Lei Ying alighted first, then turned and, feigning great respect, led Zhou Jian down.
Zhu Xiaohong approached first, saying, "Gentlemen, you've arrived! This is my father!"
Zhu Wu also approached, his gaze sharp. He first scrutinized Lei Ying for a moment, then looked at Zhou Jian. When
he saw Zhou Jian… He paused for a moment, slightly taken aback.
Just as Lei Ying had predicted, Bai Ma Jin Jian could tell at a glance that Zhou Jian knew absolutely no martial arts! In that instant, Zhu Wu
couldn't help but feel a surge of doubt. This young man didn't know martial arts, while the fat man with him clearly possessed extremely high levels of both
internal and external martial arts skills. According to his disciple and daughter, who had returned yesterday, the two addressed each other as uncle and nephew, but now
it seemed that the older one was extremely respectful to the younger one. Thinking of this, his heart began to pound.
It was rare to see someone so extravagant in their spending.
Coupled with such a treasure, it was definitely not something an ordinary person could possess. As soon as Zhu Wu's suspicion arose, he immediately realized that
this young man who claimed to be surnamed Zhou must have an extremely unusual background!
Zhu Wu looked at Zhou Jian with an uncertain expression. Lei Ying, seeing this, was overjoyed, thinking to himself, "The matter
is more than half done!"
Immediately, Lei Ying ordered everyone to bring down the gifts. Zhou Jian exchanged pleasantries with Zhu Wu, saying, "I
came down from the capital lightly traveled ..."
He called out, then quickly winked at Zhou Jian, who pretended to misspoke and quickly corrected himself, "
I didn't bring much with me on the way; these were all bought in Luoyang. I hope you won't find them too meager, Master Zhu!"
Many guests who had come to offer birthday greetings followed him into the magnificent hall of Bai Ma Manor.
Zhou Jian was even more delighted, because Zhu Xiaohong had been by his side the whole time!
The owner of Bai Ma Manor, Zhu Xiaohong, had been preparing to welcome distinguished guests and cleaning a courtyard since Zhu Xiaohong's return yesterday. Zhu Xiaohong had also
been showing Zhou Jian around the manor.
It wasn't until late afternoon that the steward of White Horse Manor rushed up, saying, "Miss, the manor lord
is with me!"
Zhu Xiaohong, looking extremely unwilling, followed the steward away.
After taking several steps, she turned back and smiled, a smile that left Zhou Jian standing there dumbfounded,
unable to !
Zhu Xiaohong went to the inner courtyard and went straight to her father's study. She saw her father pacing back and forth with his hands behind
his back, his expression very solemn.
Zhu Xiaohong called out with a grin, "Dad!"
Zhu Wu turned around and said, "Xiaohong, when you were with that Zhou guy, did you manage to find out his
background ?"
Zhu
Wu stamped his foot and said, "Why don't you understand? Don't you understand? I think that
Fatty is a master of the Imperial Guard."
Zhu Xiaohong was suddenly startled and exclaimed, "What? Uncle Lei is a master of the Imperial Guard? Then, Brother Zhou,
he..."
Zhu Wu hurriedly said, "Forbidden..." " What's all this shouting and yelling about? Zhou Jian is obviously an alias. Judging by his age
and background, he's most likely a descendant of the current emperor, a member of the imperial family..."
Zhu Xiaohong's heart pounded wildly. She lowered her voice and said, "Father, you...you said he's a prince?"
Zhu Wu looked at his daughter and said, "Anyway, treat them well. Don't neglect them. You need
to rein in your arrogant temper!"
Zhu Xiaohong turned and walked out, her heart pounding like a deer. She never imagined that Zhou Jian
might be a prince! And if Zhou Jian really was a prince...
Zhu Xiaohong's heart pounded, and she quickened her pace towards her own residence.
On the other hand, after Zhu Xiaohong left, Zhou Jian stood there for a long time, feeling a little guilty. He suddenly
remembered that Zhu Wu had suddenly called his daughter away. Had he already seen through his disguise?
He feigned composure and walked forward to the main hall, where he saw Lei Ying
engaged in lively discussion with a group of martial arts masters. Those surrounding Lei Ying all wore expressions of admiration.
Zhou Jian approached Lei Ying and gave him a wink. Lei Ying excused himself and left. Once they
were alone, Lei Ying said, "You look flustered, but you thought you were perfectly calm."
However, Lei Ying still saw through him. He quickly said, "I was perfectly fine with Xiao Hong. Zhu Wu
... Don't worry, Zhu Wu already thinks I'm a top-tier imperial guard. He's been trying to trick me with questions, but I've been evasive and vague
. He's looking for his daughter; he must be trying to get information from you. Good lad, you're lucky!
No woman can refuse a prince!" Lei Ying laughed and patted Zhou Jian's shoulder.
※※※※※
When Zhu Xiao Hong left her boudoir, even her closest maidservant was momentarily stunned.
She had deliberately dressed up, and even changed into a new outfit—a light blue gauze dress—and walked out gracefully
, making one wonder if she were a celestial being descended to earth.
Zhou Jian was a prince! There were plenty of beautiful girls in the world, but how many had the chance to be with
a prince?
Thinking of this, Zhu Xiaohong's heart pounded like a deer's, and a blush crept onto her pretty face.
She was a renowned beauty, and countless men had fawned over her, but now she would
use her own beauty to win the heart of a prince and capture him.
She knew that if she was willing to yield, no man in the world could resist such temptation, and
the thought filled her with a strange feeling.
Zhu Xiaohong's dress fluttered as she walked forward. From her boudoir to Zhou Jian's courtyard was a
distance , and almost every man she passed involuntarily stopped and stared at
her.
But Zhu Xiaohong looked at no one. As she
approached the courtyard where Zhou Jian lived, her heart pounded faster, and her face grew increasingly red.
Entering the corridor, her legs trembled slightly; she gripped the railing, barely able to move forward.
Step.
Just then, Zhou Jian suddenly appeared.
He appeared at the other end of the corridor, about two or three zhang away. Zhu Xiaohong saw it clearly: Zhou Jian froze
upon seeing her, then hurriedly took a few steps forward, froze again, and then
walked forward until he was right in front of her.
Zhu Xiaohong was an extremely beautiful girl, but in her entire life, she had never been more beautiful and captivating than at this
moment . Her cheeks were flushed, a vibrant red
that shone through her snow-white, delicate skin. Her eyes were watery, captivating and mesmerizing. Coupled with her
rapid and heaving chest, Zhou Jian involuntarily clenched his teeth at her full breasts.
As she walked towards Zhou Jian, a wave of intoxicating fragrance almost made him
faint . Zhou Jian felt as if he had been electrocuted, his whole body tingling, and he involuntarily let out a soft sigh.
(Was there electricity before?)
After Zhu Xiaohong walked past Zhou Jian, she turned back and smiled, her eyes full of allure.
Although Zhou Jian had already enjoyed his time in the Jade Fragrance Courtyard, the experience with Zhu Xiaohong, the daughter of a highly skilled martial artist,
was completely different. He was instantly overcome with desire and reached out his
hand. But as he did, Zhu Xiaohong giggled and gracefully disappeared.
Zhou Jian hurriedly followed behind.
Zhu Xiaohong entered the room, slightly out of breath, and with her back to Zhou Jian, said, "Are you satisfied here?"
Zhou Jian slowly walked over, until he was right behind Zhu Xiaohong, their bodies almost
touching . But Zhu Xiaohong didn't flinch, and Zhou Jian's courage immediately grew. He whispered, "
Originally, I felt like something was missing, but with you here, this place is like paradise!"
After saying that, Zhou Jian gently reached out and wrapped his arms around Zhu Xiaohong's slender waist. Zhu Xiaohong
let out a soft moan, her whole body leaning back as if boneless.
She leaned against Zhou Jian, her head tilted back, resting on his shoulder, her cheeks flushed, her breath
slightly ragged, her starry eyes closed, but her long eyelashes trembling.
He lowered his head to kiss her, first on Xiao Hong's pink cheek. Xiao Hong's cheeks burned like
fire , and she only let out another soft moan, her eyes still tightly closed, motionless. Zhou Jian took a deep
breath, his hand around Xiao Hong's slender waist slowly moving upwards, slipping inside her gauze dress, inside
the ribbons . When his hand finally grasped Xiao Hong's breasts, her body trembled.
She gasped, "Brother Zhou...I..." Her voice trembled, her eyes closing even tighter.
Xiao Hong wanted to say that no man had ever touched her body before, but at this moment, she was
completely weak. Zhou Jian's fingers, though only gently rubbing, felt like
bolts lightning striking her body. She couldn't express what she wanted to say; she was completely
dazed.
Just as she was becoming confused, she felt Zhou Jian lift her up. She closed her eyes
tighter , her breathing more rapid, feeling herself being placed on the bed.
Her heart pounded even harder; she didn't have the courage to open her eyes. When Zhou Jian's body pressed against hers, all she knew
was to hold him tightly,
her eyes closed, panting, until she felt Zhou Jian's burning lips kiss her eyes
.
Only then did she slightly open her eyes. When she did open them, her eyes were burning red.
Zhou Jian's strong physique made her hold him tightly, lost in passion. She felt a tearing
pain in her lower body, but she endured it.
A woman who had practiced martial arts was different from the courtesans in the Jade Fragrance Courtyard. Zhu Xiaohong's naked body possessed a
high degree of elasticity and healthy curves.
Her shoulders had a very beautiful curve, her large breasts stood proudly like pendants, her
calves were strong and powerful, and her thighs were round and shapely.
As Zhou Jian admired her body, he slowly pushed his penis in. Zhu Xiaohong cried out softly
, "Brother Zhou...ah...I...I...ah...Brother Zhou...ah..."
She had come willingly, so she had to endure the pain of losing her virginity.
Zhou Jian, on the other hand, could never have imagined such a wonderful encounter. Zhu Xiaohong was a celestial beauty, and he
had , truly beneath her.
"I love you, Xiaohong, you have to bear it,"
he said, pushing his penis further in. Zhu Xiaohong gritted her teeth, her brow furrowed, and beads of sweat
appeared .
"Hoo, that feels so good, Xiao Hong, I
feel it." He said, "Xiao Hong, you're so good, hoo, your inside is so tight and warm, hoo..."
"Mmm... gently, a little gentler... mmm... I... oh dear! I... Brother Zhou... mmm...
a little gentler."
"I know, I'll take it slow, Xiao Hong, you're so beautiful, Xiao Hong, your breasts are so lovely!"
"Mmm... Brother Zhou."
Zhou Jian leaned down and pressed his chest tightly against her breasts. He kissed her cherry lips and began
to thrust .
"Mmm... mmm... oh dear... Brother Zhou... oh dear... I... Brother Zhou..." Zhu Xiao Hong
cried out.
"Don't be sad, I'll take good care of you, I'll take it slow, Xiao Hong, the pain is only temporary, it will
pass soon." Zhou Jian explained, while he began to thrust in and out.
"Ugh, oh... oh... Brother Zhou... it hurts... it hurts...
Brother Zhou... can... can you stop... oh..."
Zhu Xiaohong pleaded desperately, but Zhou Jian ignored her, focusing only on his work. He felt his whole body
heating up, his blood boiling.
He thrust in and out hundreds of times. Zhu Xiaohong stopped pleading, replaced by a delighted and flustered
expression. She hummed, "Ugh... ugh... heh... ugh... Brother Zhou... ugh..."
Zhou Jian knew her moment of pain had passed, so he intensified
his thrusts. Zhu Xiaohong's body trembled, and her hips began to sway slowly in rhythm.
Zhou Jian took a breath and began his vigorous assault again. Zhu Xiaohong's body was burning hot, and her juices flowed like
a flood.
"Ah, ah, Xiao Hong... Whew..."
Zhou Jian felt a burst of hot water being poured over his glans, his waist went numb, and then the thick semen shot out.
Zhu Xiaohong let out a soft "hmm," her hair disheveled. However, the disheveled hair only enhanced
her allure .
Zhou Jian whispered in her ear again, "Xiaohong, isn't it amazing? We two are one
person!"
Zhu Xiaohong hugged Zhou Jian even tighter, pressing herself against him. At that moment, she breathed a sigh of relief.
What she expected had happened; the tension and fear before it occurred had vanished. In a seductive
and alluring said, "I...I'm yours now!"
The next morning, Zhu Xiaohong sat in Zhou'er's room under the rising sun, her pink neck bowed, with Zhou Jian sitting
behind her.
Zhu Xiaohong stamped her foot and pouted, saying, "How am I supposed to go out and see anyone today?"
Zhou Jian sniffed her powdered hair and said, "What are you afraid of
?" Zhu Xiaohong took a breath and nodded, saying, "What are you planning to do?"
Zhou Jian pulled Zhu Xiaohong into his arms and said, "I'll renovate the entire White Horse Manor, and cover all the roofs with
gold so that the sunlight can shine on them. It will be visible from dozens of miles away, and under the golden roofs will live an unparalleled
beauty, my Zhu Xiaohong!"
Zhou Jian's words were like fine wine, making Zhu Xiaohong feel intoxicated. Zhou Jian wanted to say
something ... From inside the courtyard came Lei Ying's voice, calling out, "Nephew!"
Zhou Jian was slightly taken aback. Zhu Xiaohong blushed deeply and quickly pushed Zhou Jian away, saying, "Go out quickly,
how can you let him in?"
Zhou Jian put on his outer robe and went out. He saw Lei Ying standing in front of the artificial hill with his hands behind his back. Zhou Jian came up
behind him, but Lei Ying didn't turn around. He just whispered, "How was it?"
Zhou Jian just let out a long sigh. If he were to describe his passionate night with Zhu Xiaohong, he really
didn't know where to begin. It was a sweet and joyful memory that was hard to describe!
Lei Ying laughed and said, "But don't forget, today is the day we make our move!"
Zhou Jian was stunned. For a moment, he really didn't know how to answer.
"I've thought it through. I'll go and call Zhu Wu to come see you here. When he arrives, Zhu Xiaohong will definitely be too shy to go
. You'll then bow to him. He'll know you don't know any martial arts, and he'll have already figured that out. He won't be on guard. You know
how to make your move, right?"
Zhou Jianquan listened to Lei Ying's words. He looked up and couldn't help but shush again.
Lei Ying reached out and patted him on the shoulder .
"The most charming woman is the one who is most attractive, but you will definitely meet a more attractive woman in the future. You need to know that as long as you live and have
money, you will definitely have fun. If you want to be in my line of work, you have to treat yourself like a stone, not a human being."
Lei Ying's words were too insightful. He had now stepped onto a road of no return with only forward movement and no
retreat .
Lei Ying turned and walked out. Zhou Jian stood there for a moment, then returned to the house. Zhu Xiaohong was already
dressed . When Zhou Jian saw her, he paused, then said, "The Master is here!"
Zhu Xiaohong immediately covered her face with her hands, stamping her feet, and said, "I won't see anyone, not anyone at all!" Zhou Jian
smiled slightly and said, "Alright, then you hide in the flower room and don't come out. I'll meet him in the outer room!"
Zhu Xiaohong blushed and nodded. Zhou Jian cupped her face, gazed at her for a long time,
and kissed . Zhu Xiaohong nestled in Zhou Jian's arms, as docile as a little lamb.
Outside the courtyard, the sounds of voices, horses, and footsteps could be heard. Zhu Xiaohong turned around, hid behind the tent,
and then secretly peeked out with half her face, smiling at Zhou Jian.
Zhou Jian paused for a moment before turning and walking out.
Early in the morning, Zhu Wu, the White Horse and Golden Sword Master, was in the main hall receiving congratulations from guests. Only then
did he finally greet the person he considered most important.
Lei Ying had accompanied him, but he stopped at the door and said with a smile, "Master, I
think it's better if you go in alone. I'm afraid my nephew will be too shy!"
When he entered, Zhou Jian was already impeccably dressed and waiting for him. Zhu Wu, of course, didn't
notice the extremely sharp seven-headed sword hidden in Zhou Jian's sleeve.
Upon seeing Zhu Wu, Zhou Jian couldn't help but feel very nervous, which resulted in an awkward expression on his face.
Zhu Wu on the other hand, laughed.
Zhu Wu said, "Young Master Zhou, what's going on?"
Zhou Jian hurriedly replied, "Father-in-law, please accept my greeting!"
As he spoke, he bowed to him.
Zhu Wu grinned from ear to ear. Upon seeing Zhou Jian, he bowed, "No need for formalities, I..."
He only got halfway through his sentence when suddenly, he felt a chill in his lower abdomen. In that instant,
the dagger had been plunged into his abdomen, all the way to the hilt.
Zhu Wu felt the chill in his lower abdomen and knew something was wrong, but for a moment, he still didn't understand what
had happened . He abruptly took a step back and looked down to see a
dagger embedded in his abdomen, blood dripping from the hilt.
Zhou Jian's heart pounded wildly as
he thrust the dagger out. He too immediately stumbled back several steps, needing to grab a teacup for support. The force of his thrust had been so great that the entire dagger was already inside
Zhu Wu's body, yet Zhu Wu remained standing, not falling. This utterly horrified Zhou Jian!
In an instant, large beads of sweat poured down Zhou Jian's face.
Zhu Wu, far from collapsing, actually cried out in pain when he saw the dagger embedded in his abdomen.
Seeing Zhu Wu straighten up, Zhou Jian was stunned and let out a cry of alarm.
Just as he cried out, Zhu Wu raised his hands, his ten fingers cracking,
his body lurching, about to pounce on Zhou Jian.
But then, with a loud bang, the door swung open, and Lei Ying, moving like the wind,
flashed in.
Lei Ying struck Zhu Wu on the back with a sharp blow. Zhu Wu opened his mouth,
spitting a mouthful of blood all over Zhou Jian's face. Lei Ying spun around, his fingers flashing out, and in an instant, struck
four vital points on Zhu Wu's body. Zhu Wu collapsed to the ground without even moving.
Lei Ying took a breath, reached out and grabbed Zhou Jian's hand, and started to walk outside. But they had only
taken two steps when Zhu Xiaohong came out from inside.
Zhu Xiaohong had come out because she heard the noise outside, and when she saw
what was happening , she froze.
As soon as Lei Ying saw Zhu Xiaohong approaching, he flicked his wrist, and with
three sharp, seven-inch-long needles shooting out from his sleeve with three sharp, gleaming sounds.
The three needles flew straight at Zhu Xiaohong, who stood frozen like a statue, completely unaware of
the danger . Zhou Jian, on the other hand, suddenly gasped, letting out a very strange sound.
All of this happened at the same time; the moment Zhou Jian uttered that strange sound,
the three needles had already struck Zhu Xiaohong in the chest!
Zhu Xiaohong's body jerked upwards,
pointing at Zhou Jian, her lips trembling as if she wanted to say something. However, whether she could
speak , Zhou Jian couldn't hear her. Lei Ying turned and fired the three sharp shuttles, then immediately lunged
away, still holding Zhou Jian's hand. Zhou Jian was pulled into the courtyard. Lei Ying, panting, said, "Quickly wipe the blood off
your face !"
Zhou Jian was completely numb. Initially, it was due to overwhelming fear—he hadn't managed to
kill Zhu Wu instantly—and then, the death of Zhu Xiaohong at Lei Ying's hands, which shocked him greatly. Now, he was
like a wooden puppet. When Lei Ying told him to wipe the blood off his face, he raised his sleeve and smeared it haphazardly.
Once in the courtyard,
Lei Ying , pulling Zhou Jian, reached the wall of Baima Village, paused briefly, then leaped over
the wall, climbed over the wide ditch outside, and ran forward six or seven miles before stopping.
Lei Ying said, "This time, we've both been exposed. We have to escape at least 500 li. Let's go!"
Zhou Jian took off running, and the two of them ran for another ten li or so before stopping. They heard
the rapid sound of horses' hooves on the main road. They quickly lay down in the grass and saw more than a dozen
riders galloping past on the road. The riders all had angry faces, and the two of them could clearly see that the one riding in the lead
was Zhu Wu's eldest disciple.
Without a doubt, the incident at Baima Village had already occurred.
The two of them turned around and darted through the wild grass, taking only small paths. Whenever they heard voices, they immediately
lay down.
They walked until nightfall and reached the riverbank. Counting the days, they had traveled at least seventy or
eighty li. Although Baima Village had sent many people to pursue them, they had managed to escape.
Lei Ying reached the riverbank, walked upstream, and then out of the alleyway
: "I'm getting old, after all. I've worked my whole life, and I've never been so humiliated!"
Zhou Jian looked at the river, kicked a stone into it, and said, "This is humiliation?
Just escaping is already a feat, and this job paid so much!"
Lei Ying shook his head and said, "This is indeed the first time in my life I've killed someone and received so much
reward , but this is also the last time I'll kill someone."
Zhou Jian, who had been looking at the river, suddenly turned his head upon hearing Lei Ying's words and said:
"What did you say?"
Lei Ying's fat face was covered in sweat. He wiped the sweat from his brow as he said, "I'm retiring!"
Zhou Jian jumped up as if he had been punched in the chest. Killing for gold and silver was
something Zhou Jian had never even considered before, but it was also something he was now experiencing immense pleasure in. Lei Ying suddenly
said he was retiring, which meant that everything for him was coming to an end?
Although he still had many silver notes in his pocket, he had learned to spend money
like water. Those silver notes were definitely not enough for him to live on for a year or two!
Zhou Jian's heart skipped a beat, and he whispered, "Uncle Lei, don't you want the gold and silver anymore?"
Lei Ying sighed deeply and said, "The gold and silver I've accumulated over the past twenty or thirty years
is more than I could ever spend in my entire life. Besides, after killing Zhu Wu, we still have a lot to collect!"
Zhou Jian's heart pounded. He wanted to ask Lei Ying where he kept all that gold and silver,
but then he changed his mind and didn't ask. It was impossible for him to say that. Lei Ying was a very clever man;
if he asked, Lei Ying would be on guard!
And Zhou Jian knew best that as long as Lei Ying kept quiet, he would be wary.
So, Zhou Jian didn't say anything more and just kept his head down. Lei Ying looked ahead for a while and slowly
said , "The people from Baima Village can't catch up with us anymore. Let's go collect the silver from those dough figurines!"
Lei Ying walked forward, and Zhou Jian followed behind him, going upstream. This time, they didn't have to walk so
hurriedly frantically. They walked along the riverbank, where they could see quite far.
After walking three or five li, they saw a small light ahead, flickering constantly, like someone
waving a torch. Lei Ying laughed, "They keep their word."
The two continued walking, and gradually the light became clearer. As they got closer, they
could see three people standing in the darkness. The one in the center, waving a torch, was, judging from his figure,
the three dough figures that had suddenly appeared in the inn that night.
Lei Ying slowed down. The three people had obviously noticed them as well and came forward together.
Upon approaching, Lei Ying stopped and asked, "You've heard the news?"
His tone suggested he was quite pleased with himself.
One of the three dough figurines laughed, "Indeed, Bai Ma Village has been turned upside down. You did a great job."
Lei Ying smiled smugly and asked, "What about the remainder?"
The three laughed a few times and said, "How could it be less? Please come with us. The number is too large to carry around
!"
Lei Ying nodded, seemingly satisfied with their words. The three turned away, and the dough figurine holding
the torch waved it away, plunging the
sky into darkness. Lei Ying and Zhou Jian, though not far from the three figurines, could only make out
three indistinct figures.
Soon, all five of them reached the embankment. They saw a boat moored on the riverbank. The boat was only about thirty feet
long, but it had a very tall cabin, and a person stood on the bow.
The man standing at the bow was instantly recognizable as the old man from that night, the one who had appeared at the inn and given Lei Ying
the diamond and gold. The three masked figures came aboard and said, "Please
aboard, everyone!"
The boat was secured by an iron chain and was about fifteen feet from the shore; there was no gangplank. Before the masked figure could finish speaking…
Lei Ying had already said, "No need. We're not trying to build a relationship. Just bring the silver notes up!"
The three clay figures seemed surprised by Lei Ying's refusal and paused for a moment. But that pause
was only brief; they…
"Alright!"
With that "Alright," the three of them sprang up like eagles, suddenly rising several feet
into the air, their bodies slightly tilted as they hurled themselves towards the boat.
The three landed on the deck, and the boat rocked slightly. The old man who had been standing on the deck came
forward. The four of them seemed to exchange a few words, but Zhou Jian and Lei Ying on the embankment couldn't hear
a word they said. They only saw the three clay figures enter the boat.
At this moment, Zhou Jian couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
He watched as the three men went into the cabin. A moment later, two of them returned, carrying a box.
Zhou
Jian hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Uncle Lei, could they be up to no good?"
Zhou Jian looked at Lei Ying, wanting to see his reaction, but
Lei laughed.
Zhou Jian said nothing more, simply taking two steps to move closer to the riverbank.
He anticipated something unexpected might happen, and he knew that if something did, Lei Ying possessed
martial arts skills His only way to escape was to flee into the river!
At that moment, two of the three figures, carrying the box and one holding a lit torch,
began to lift it up.
The one holding the torch said, "The silver notes weren't prepared properly, so we've prepared red goods instead, to be converted into silver."
Lei Ying laughed, "It's all the same!"
The torchbearer took out a tinderbox from his pocket, lit the torch, and the flickering flame made the three
figures sway unsteadily on the embankment, making them look even more eerie. Zhou Jian's heart pounded, and he
took two more steps towards the riverbank.
Just then, the other two dough figures bent down and opened the box. The one holding the torch
brought it close to the box, and Lei Ying let out a cry of "Ah!" Suddenly, the dough figure holding the torch abruptly raised
its hand, suddenly throwing the blazing torch towards Lei Ying's face. As soon as the flame approached Lei Ying's face, thunder roared! Two "crack" sounds were heard, and the two dough figures let out two screams, spitting blood from their mouths, their bodies stiffening backward. With two palm strikes, Lei Ying knocked down two dough figurines. The hand holding the torch thrust forward, the torch still aimed at Lei Ying 's face. Lei Ying swiftly grabbed the man's wrist and kicked him squarely in the chest with a loud "thud. " The dough figurine let out a heart-wrenching scream and fell backward. However, Lei Ying had grabbed his wrist as he kicked, and the force of his kick was immense. The man's body immediately fell backward, but one arm was ripped off at the shoulder . Lei Ying held the severed arm, blood pouring down like rain. In the hand that was holding the severed arm, the torch was still clutched. In the firelight, it was clearly visible that Lei Ying's face had leaving it charred beyond recognition! At that moment, Zhou Jian felt his legs go weak. Although he had killed many people, this was the first time he had ever seen anything like it! The old man on the deck suddenly let out a strange cry, his arms flailing as he leaped up, reaching the embankment in the blink of an eye. Lei Ying had already thrown away his severed arm, shouting in an extremely unpleasant voice, "Fine, fine, you've crossed the bridge and pulled the plank!" Once on the embankment, the old man coldly said, "Lei Ying, with Zhu Wu dead, how can the martial world let this go? We can't let you have any leverage over us!" Only then did Zhou Jian suddenly realize what was happening. Lei Ying was already seriously injured. If he weren't a match for the old man, his movements would be incredibly agile. Realizing this, he immediately took a step back, already standing on the embankment! At that moment, if he had taken just one more step back, he could have slid down the riverbank and fallen into the river! But in that instant, he changed his mind! He thought, what if Lei Ying won? If Lei Ying defeated the old man, then he could take the opportunity to attack Lei Ying, and even force him to reveal where he had hidden his gold and silver treasures! Thinking of this, Zhou Jian's heart pounded wildly, and his feet seemed rooted to the ground, refusing to move an inch further! Just as Zhou Jian's thoughts were racing, Lei Ying and the old man clashed. Lei Ying lunged forward, his palms whistling, and before his palms even struck the old man, the incredibly powerful wind swept away the old man's black face mask with a "whoosh." Only then did Zhou Jian see that the old man was unusually thin, his skin ashen, his body tall and hunched, and his appearance quite peculiar. In a flash, two sharp claps rang out as the two men's palms met. The old man staggered backward, taking three steps, each step leaving a deep footprint in the ground, almost the size of a small bowl. Clumps of mud kicked up by his feet flew far away, one of them hitting Zhou Jian as if he had been punched. Lei Ying, after their palms clashed, merely swayed slightly before letting out another roar and lunging at the old man once more. Zhou Jian watched clearly as Lei Ying's renewed attack created a gust of wind, sending the old man flying away with a strange cry . At that moment, Lei Ying clearly couldn't see anything, yet his movements remained incredibly fast. The old man retreated hastily, inevitably creating a gust of wind. As Lei Ying chased after him, he lunged directly at the old man's body . Their figures closed in a flash, and there were four more exchanges of blows. Then, their figures moved swiftly on the embankment, leaping and bounding, dazzling Zhou Jian. By this time, Zhou Jian had completely regained his composure! He took a few quick steps forward, arriving beside the two men, only to be struck by Lei Ying's palms and fall unconscious bent down and pulled an extremely sharp short knife from one of their hands .

He turned around. Lei Ying and the old man were still locked in fierce combat. The old man was letting out a series of strange cries, while Lei Ying ,
agile and seemingly gaining
the upper hand, was moving the box about ten feet away.
Just then, he suddenly heard a "plop" sound. He immediately looked up and saw the old man
's body flying straight into the air, spitting out a fountain of blood. Lei Ying was also lying on the embankment,
panting heavily.
The old man's body struggled in mid-air before finally falling into the river with a "plop," disappearing from sight
shortly afterward.
Zhou Jian held his breath, remaining silent. Lei Ying's plump body swayed as he struggled forward
two steps , asking, "Zhou Jian, are you there?"
Upon hearing Zhou Jian's voice, Lei Ying gasped for breath, asking, "Where's the box of jewels?"
Zhou Jian saw Lei Ying raise his head; his face was still a charred
mess . Aside from his opening and closing of his mouth when he spoke, his features were completely obscured.
Despite his severe burns, his question, asking only about the box of jewels,
sounded utterly comical to Zhou Jian, almost making him laugh.
But Zhou Jian didn't laugh. He simply said, "It's still there!"
As he spoke, he took a few steps forward, simultaneously pointing the tip of his short knife at Lei Ying,
testing whether Lei Ying truly couldn't see anything.
Hearing that the jewelry was still there, Lei Ying, panting, said, "I still fell for their trap, but none of the four of
them got anything out of it, right?"
As Lei Ying spoke, Zhou Jian took a few more steps forward, not daring to get any closer, stopping two or
three feet , still holding the tip of his knife forward. Lei Ying continued, "This box of jewelry is no small matter. You...
quickly help me onto the boat, with the jewelry!"
Zhou Jian slowly took a breath and then said, "Uncle Lei, you are blind, and I don't know how to sell
the jewelry ..."
Lei Ying... With a "Pah!" he spat, "Why are you spouting so much nonsense? I own a bank in Datong,
with inexhaustible gold and silver hidden in its vaults. Why would I need to sell jewelry to make a living?"
Zhou Jian took another step forward. At this moment, the tip of his short knife was close to Lei Ying's throat. But then Zhou Jian suddenly
said, "Master Lei, do you still remember that I was determined to kill you?"
Just as Zhou Jian finished speaking, Lei Ying suddenly raised his hand. Zhou Jian was greatly surprised. Suddenly,
he thrust his short knife forward and "whoosh!" it
pierced Lei Ying's throat! The knife Zhou Jian thrust into Lei Ying's vital spot pierced his throat, making
a very strange "clunk" sound.
However, in that instant, Zhou Jian felt something touch his chest.
Zhou Jian didn't even have time to draw his knife before he looked down and saw
that was pressed tightly against his own heart!
Zhou Jian was utterly shocked and cried out, "You..." He only managed to utter one word
before a mouthful of blood gushed out like water!
Zhou Jian knew nothing of martial arts; he didn't know that Lei Ying, in his dying moments, had
shattered his meridians with a single palm strike to his chest. He was definitely not going to survive. He was still thinking, "It's alright, I'm not seriously injured. I
can still get up."
However, just as he thought that, his vision began to blur. Before him, Lei Ying's
mouth opened wide , seemingly expanding, expanding, until it became an enormous, blood-red hole, from which
something swirled.
Before Zhou Jian's eyes was a sea of blood. Within that blood-red hue, he seemed to see
the hay , and the many beautiful girls in the Jade Fragrance Courtyard, their pure white, translucent bodies. He seemed to hear
Zhu Xiaohong's moans.
What he seemed to see grew increasingly
vivid: fluttering silver notes, all sorts of jewels.
He also saw Lei Ying's plump face, the gleaming blade, and Zhu Wu's strange expression
after .
He also saw the snow-white, translucent breasts of beautiful women, their jade-like feet reflecting the light of their skin… All these images
rapidly expanded, and Zhou Jian's breathing gradually weakened…
[The End]

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