Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 137: Midnight Singing Approaches

Shirakawa came to eat.

He asked Yang Yuan to help him get food, of course he wanted to take advantage of the newcomer, but he was not trying to avoid him on purpose.

Given Boss Baichuan's character, what's wrong with me taking advantage of you right in front of you?
He went to the central courtyard to deliver food.

Qiyun Jinbiao Society is a large courtyard with three entrances, covering a large area, but it mainly has only three functional areas.

The first courtyard is mainly the activity area for students who come to learn archery and servants.

This was the nature of what Yang Yuan experienced when he studied at another archery club for three months.

Many of these students do not live here.

The second courtyard is inhabited by strong young men, and it is said that there are also some teenagers.

On the surface, these people were trained to guard the houses of local tycoons and powerful people. They lived here for a long time, rarely walked to the front yard, and were strictly controlled.

Moreover, even three meals a day were delivered by Baichuan.

Baichuan was in charge of delivering meals, and the people who delivered meals were all reliable servants who had been in Qiyun Jinbiao Society for a long time and were selected by Baichuan.

As for the third courtyard, it is the activity area for the leaders of the crossbow society, such as the head, deputy head, and recorder, and their families.

Baichuan took his lunch box and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction when he saw a large piece of fat meat covering the rice.

He kicked Yang Yuan on the calf and scolded him with a smile: "Boy, you are a sensible person. Can you shoot arrows?"

Yang Yuan shook his head innocently: "I have been running errands and doing odd jobs to earn a living since I was a child. I have never learned this kind of skill."

Bai Chuan said proudly: "I tell you, archery is one of the six arts of a gentleman and is very useful. Archers are also the most valued in the military.

"Although archers are mainly responsible for long-range attacks, their physical strength, concentration, and eyesight are all better than those of ordinary soldiers. They can attack from a distance and are also good at close combat!"

After dinner, Baichuan took Yang Yuan to the training ground.

The training ground of the Qiyun Jinbiao Society, in addition to some sports equipment used to build up strength, is mainly used for practicing archery and crossbows.

One of the tasks of these menial jobs is to carry targets and move bows and arrows.

However, it was obviously the first time for "Xiao Song" to touch a bow and arrow.

He took the bow and arrow in his hand and stroked the bow frame carefully, with a look of curiosity on his face.

Bai Chuan acted like he was used to it and said, "What's so good about this? Come on, watch me shoot an arrow first, and then you can follow me."

Baichuan shot an arrow, and the arrow flew out lightly and weakly, and actually hit the edge of the target.

Yang Yuan shouted, "Boss Bai is such a great archer!"

Bai Chuan smiled slightly, trying to hide his complacency and said, "This is nothing. I usually use a two-stone hard bow. Today I taught you a lighter one, and you are not used to it for a while, otherwise this arrow would definitely hit the bull's eye."

He threw the bow to Yang Yuan and said, "Come on, try it."

Bai Chuan pointed out a few key points to Yang Yuan, then stood aside and said, "Don't think that our Boss Bai is taking advantage of you for nothing. You should practice hard. Considering your height and appearance, if you work hard to develop some skills and then join the army, you can even join the Imperial Guard."

Yang Yuan's face flushed red as he pulled the stone bow with all his strength, his arms trembling a little.

Baichuan frowned and said, "You can't do that. Learn the essentials first. Start training your arm strength tomorrow. Throw the stone lock on the sidelines a hundred times a day."

"Hey, okay!"

Yang Yuan agreed, his arm was no longer able to bear the strength, and the arrow in his hand shot out with a "whoosh" and hit the center of the bull's eye.

However, it was another target more than two meters away from his target.

Bai Chuan's mouth twitched twice: "Well, you should practice your arm strength first, not tomorrow, practice now!"

……

"Ouch... I feel like my arms don't belong to me anymore. I couldn't even use the strength to scrub myself just now."

At night, Yang Yuan came back from bathing in the mountain stream behind the servants' room. He was wearing an open blue robe and holding a belt in his hand: "Brother Tang, help me tie it. I can't use my strength."

Tang Hou was lying on the big bunk bed, with his legs crossed, rubbing his feet and groaning. When he heard what he said, he got up in annoyance.

Tang Hou took his belt and scolded him with a smile: "Who told you to be so honest? You really went to throw the stone lock. You have never practiced before. You are so hard all of a sudden. Of course your arm can't bear it. This is called sprain."

This servant room has two rows of large bunk beds with only an aisle in the middle, and eight people can sleep on each side.

At this time, several servants had returned to their rooms to rest, and one of them said, "Xiao Tang, if you don't strive for progress, don't ask Xiao Song to follow you.

"Boss Bai likes to take advantage of others, but he is right. Our Xiao Song has such a sleek and handsome appearance. As long as he can train up his strength, he can really become a member of the imperial guards and eat the emperor's food."

A bearded man at the head of the kang said with a smile: "Xiao Song is so handsome. If he is willing to marry into the family, I don't know how many wealthy families would be willing to accept him."

Xiao Song is young, hardworking and good-tempered. These senior servants like him very much and often bring out "Xiao Song", who is like a group pet, to make jokes with everyone.

It was a hot summer day and there was nothing to do at night. The lights in the servants' room could not be turned on, so everyone lay on the big bunk bed in the dark to kill time.

You talk and he follows suit, and often the topics you talk about are unrelated, but someone will always be able to pick up the conversation.

Gradually, fewer people talked, and when the night breeze finally became a little cooler, snoring sounds were heard everywhere, and everyone in the servants' room fell asleep.

"Xiao Song" sleeps closest to the door.

Because there are sixteen people in the dormitory, if there is a toilet there, even if only one-third of the people get up to use the toilet at night, the smell will make it impossible for anyone to sleep, so there is no toilet here.

Anyway, this is on a mountain, and there is a toilet built in the bushes outside. But if people inside want to go out to relieve themselves, they have to pass through the door, and the people sleeping near the door are most affected by the ins and outs.

Especially since there were no candles, oil lamps or other lighting devices in the room. It was okay when the moon was full, but otherwise you would go in and out in the dark and sometimes you would bump into the feet of your brothers who were sleeping near the door.

This position is obviously the worst. "Xiao Song" has the least experience and a good temper, so of course he sleeps here.

It was a dark night, and the chirping of insects in the grass outside the window suddenly stopped. After a moment, they started chirping again.

"Xiao Song", who was supposed to sleep at the head of the kang, had already quietly moved towards the central courtyard like a nimble monkey.

He found out about the existence of the "San Geng" organization from Shen He, and also learned that the Qiyun Jinbiao Society was their hideout.

Those people in the middle courtyard who never deal with people in the front courtyard are said to be young and strong men trained as servants and guards for local powerful and wealthy people. In fact, they are the "three-watch" killers.

For Yang Yuan, determining the next goal is just the beginning.

He still has a lot to consider.

How will he deal with these enemies?

He does not have a unique martial arts that can kill anyone who stands in his way,

There is no magical system, or an AK that he has never touched in modern times.

It's not realistic to poison the killers in the backyard.

At the same time, the death of those people at Guoxin Institute will surely make the "Three-Watch" killer more alert. How can he start?

Also, even if he had the chance to do it, how many times could he succeed and how many people could he kill?
After fully considering these factors, Yang Yuan came to a conclusion that he was unwilling to admit:
"Qiyun Jinbiao Society" is his burial place, and his road to revenge will come to an abrupt end here.

Therefore, he left all the Yang family tablets in Xixi.

If he doesn't go back, Brother Ya will put his spirit tablet there as well.

He has tried his best to do the best he can with the funeral arrangements.

Eight out of nine things in life are not as we wish.

He had done everything he could, and the only thing he had to do next was to kill as many of his enemies as possible.

The stars were bright and the moon was dim tonight, and the light was dim. Yang Yuan carefully lay on the top of the wall, vigilantly observing the movements in the yard.

There was a hand knife stuck in his waist.

Today I discovered that there is a subtle relationship between Bashetou, Dishefu and Wanda Niangzi.
But after careful consideration, he decided to act according to the original plan.

It would be difficult for him to sow discord among the three people since he has no connection with them at all.

Moreover, no one can guarantee the results, so it is better to follow your own plan.

There are night watchmen in the yard, who are on duty in turns by the three-watch killers.

Yang Yuan observed quietly for a while, and seeing that everything in the yard was normal, he quietly slid down the wall and sneaked towards the edge of the wall.

If possible, he hoped to get rid of the three leaders, namely, the head of the village, Batingzhang, the deputy head of the village, Di Jiuzhou, and the recorder, Lu Zang, before he was killed.

Those cold-blooded killers who have been trained since childhood are basically a group of humanoid weapons that have lost their own will.
Since he doesn't have so many lives to waste, of course he would try to kill more valuable enemies as much as possible.

During the more than half a month at the "Qiyun Championship Society", he had become as familiar with the terrain as possible.

He knew that the Qiyun Jinbiao Society was not a simple three-courtyard compound as everyone thought.

In fact, the left and right courtyards and the backyard of the third courtyard are also the accommodation area for the Three-Watch Killer.

They protected the residential areas of several leaders of the killer gang and their families in the middle.

However, the outer courtyards on both sides and at the back are narrower, making it easier to pass through.

Yang Yuan rushed to the side wall of the backyard and lay in wait for a long time, still vigilantly on the wall.

The patrol officers here also brought hunting dogs, so the defense is indeed very tight!
After the patrol officers passed by him three times, he had fully understood their patrol route and the approximate time required for a round trip, and then he quietly slid down the wall.

Yang Yuan used the corridors, stone niches, flowers and trees in the courtyard as cover and quietly moved forward.

I saw a high wall appearing in the distance, and the real inner courtyard should be inside the wall.

But from there to here, there is a parade ground in the middle, which is bare and uncovered.

Yang Yuan immediately lay down. He had never been here before, so he had to observe carefully to see if there were any secret sentries or how often the patrolmen passed by here.

Because his only capital is this one life, and he can't afford to lose it.

Yang Yuan was hiding in a grove of flowers and trees, waiting for the night patrol to pass by. Two feet to his right, a door suddenly opened with a creaky sound, followed by the sound of footsteps and humming.

Yang Yuan immediately lowered his body even lower.

The grass and trees in this courtyard are not very tall. After all, it is an outer security zone set up to protect the inner courtyard. It is impossible for it to be covered with dense shade and towering trees to facilitate someone to sneak in.

However, he did not expect that the humming sound would gradually approach him.

"She slowly parted the curtains and climbed lightly onto the bed.

"There was a fierce battle in the brothel, and both of them were scared out of their wits, one was in a daze, and the other was gasping for breath.

"Hey! My back hurts, and my cheeks are a little bit..."

The man stopped singing before he even sang the word "sour" and his eyes widened!
(End of this chapter)