Chapter 2 Chapter 1 Jinling Song and Dance

Flowers bloom and fall, clouds pass and clouds fly, Song, Liao, Jin and Yuan passed by on horseback, the rise and fall of four dynasties, the life and death of all people, hundreds of years of time passed by, inadvertently, it was the twenty-seventh year of Hongwu in Ming Dynasty. The battle of "Chenghuangguan" has long since disappeared. The world has changed its master. Only the Yangtze River is rushing like yesterday. The river is rolling, connecting the Qinhuai River, winding around the foot of the capital. of emeralds. Suddenly, there was a mournful singing by the river: "Green silk blowing the mandarin ducks, thinking of the peach leaves calling for crossing at that time, and then the sad eyes and the spring breeze. Waiting to go, leaning on the orchid, less staying.

Jinling Road, Yinggeyanyanwu.Counting the tide, knowing people is the most bitter, and the fragrant grass in the manting can't return.At sunset, move the boat even further, to where? " There are two singers, one old and one young. The old man who sings music is about 60 people, and he is thin and spirited. The young man who plays the flute is only fourteen or fifteen years old. A sharpness filled the eyebrows. There was a clang of tinkling, a few coins fell from the copper plate, and the idlers scattered in a hurry.The old man picked up the copper coins, counted them, shook his head, and stared at the distant sky in a trance. The young man put down his flute and asked strangely, "Father, what are you looking at?"

The old man hesitated to answer, but the young man followed his gaze. At the end of the western sky, a long cloud was fiery red and purple, like blood clots congealed in the flames. His heart moved, and he said softly: "What's wrong with this cloud? The color is really strange!" "It's still burning today!" The old man sighed and stood up, "Let's leave today." "How much money?" The young man frowned, "It's not enough to eat!" "I'm tired, let's go home and have a rest." The old man's voice was hoarse, and he turned his back, "You take these few pennies first!"

The young man took the copper coin, watched the old man go away, gave a soft cry of joy, and looked left and right with his handsome eyes. Suddenly someone shouted: "Le Zhiyang!" A young man jumped out of the corner of the wall, with pointed eyebrows and chin, eyes rolling around, and shouted at each other: "Le Zhiyang, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I will listen to you whining!" It's not over, I'm dying in a hurry!" Le Zhiyang smiled and said: "Jiang Xiaoliu, what's the hurry? It's not dark yet! What are you doing tonight? Go to the Confucius Temple to watch a play, or go to the Xuanhe Tower to listen to books?"

Jiang Xiaoliu coughed, and said, "Tonight there will be "Single-Sword Meeting", Master Guan's big sword is very good!" Le Zhiyang weighed the copper coin in his hand: "Watching the theater is not enough, let's listen to the book!" "Screw your mother's shame!" Jiang Xiaoliu yelled loudly with his hands on his hips. "Who said it costs money to go to the theater? Ask the people by the river, who would dare to take money from my Lord Jiang?" "Really?" Le Zhiyang took a look and exclaimed, "Master Jiang, your mother is here!"

Jiang Xiaoliu shook his head in response, ran away without turning his head, ran for a few steps, then heard Le Zhiyang laughing, suddenly came to his senses, turned around and scolded angrily: "Le Zhiyang, you are a liar... ..." "Why did I lie to you?" Le Zhiyang smiled, "Your mother was still there just now, why did she disappear in a blink of an eye? Oops, it's too bad, she might have fallen into the river. Jiang Xiaoliu, hurry up, Otherwise, Auntie can tell Wang Ba to go away!" Jiang Xiaoliu's father worked in a brothel by the river, he was the last of the lower ranks, his big name was "Gui Gong" and his nickname was "Wang Ba", so when he heard this, he rushed forward with all his teeth and claws.Persevering, Le Zhiyang was nimble, dodged to make a move, stumbled, and pushed, Jiang Xiaoliu rushed out like a firecracker, bumping his head against the wall, and immediately became dizzy.Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his scalp, and the maid on his head fell into Le Zhiyang's hands. He wanted to hit him with a backhand, but Le Zhiyang gently let him go, took off the bamboo flute from his waist, and beat his ass hard .

Jiang Xiaoliu had no way to dodge, he jumped in pain: "Ouch, don't pull your hair, Ouch, be lighter, don't hit him hard~~" Le Zhiyang hit him twice before letting him go.Jiang Xiaoliu scratched his head with his left hand and rubbed his buttocks with his right. He was half angry and half afraid, and said in a rough voice, "Le Zhiyang, your father is also a stinky singer, everyone is a low-level, no one can beat anyone! " Le Zhiyang shook his head and said: "I don't have a father!" Jiang Xiaoliu said angrily: "You lied to your mother, old man Le is not your father, could it be your son?" Le Zhiyang said casually: "He is my father. Father, I was chosen by him!"

Jiang Xiaoliu was stunned, this was the first time the two had heard of this since they got acquainted, he stared at Le Zhiyang, thinking that he had a humble background, after all he had a father and a mother, and the liar was an orphan, it was really unexpected. It was time when the sun was setting and the Qinhuai River was noisy. A small boat with a thin mist passed by the two of them. A scholar in white stood at the prow of the boat. I found a pearl the size of a pigeon egg. "Good guy!" Jiang Xiaoliu was very knowledgeable, "This piece of jade, a single bead, bought half of Qunfang Garden..." As soon as he finished speaking, the white-clothed scribe suddenly turned his head to look, his gaze was as powerful as lightning, Turned around in his face.Jiang Xiaoliu felt his face go numb, and he felt a chill. This is the scene where the scribes turned back again, as if they were on both sides of the river.

Jiang Xiaoliu came back to his senses and said in a low voice: "Why is this Suanding staring at me?" Le Zhiyang smiled and said: "Your evil heart and courage are on your face. Anyone who looks at it will know that you have evil intentions." !" "Fart!" Jiang Xiaoliu spat: "Master, I'm not a rabbit master!" Le Zhiyang smiled and said: "You have eight hands, similar to the eight-armed Nezha in Yuanyang Temple!" When Jiang Xiaoliu heard that he compared himself to Nezha, he was overjoyed at first, and then furious: "Le Zhiyang, you are the one with eight hands, and you are the fucking crab!"

When we arrived at the Confucius Temple, the sky was completely dark, and the moon came out of Dongshan, light and faint, curved like a crescent eyebrow.The theater garden was decorated with lights and festoons, and an old man’s voice floated from afar, babbling and babbling, very desolate: "The great river goes east to the waves, and these dozens of people are led to the west wind, with that small boat for one leaf..." Crowds of people come and go in front of the theater gate, dressed in gorgeous clothes.The two were shy, and didn't take the right path. They passed the bird clothing alley and went around to the alley behind the theater. There was a big tree in the alley, which was old and covered with wheels. Slaves have gambled.

Using hands and feet together, the two climbed up the tree and sat among the branches. The stage in front of them was clear at a glance. Looking at the dark heads of people under the tree, Jiang Xiaoliu felt happy, and laughed and cursed in a low voice: "Isn't it great for these bastards to have money to go to the theater? Huh, I got up and took a stinky piss, and drowned them all!" Le Zhiyang smiled and said: "What a 'small river flooding the Seventh Army!"' "Small idea!" Jiang Xiaoliu waved his hands pretendingly, "Shuiyan Qijun is Master Guan, blind, I'm inferior to him!" Le Zhiyang smiled and turned his gaze to the stage.On the stage, Guan Gong had a red face and long beard, and his big Guan knife made the streamer snow, and Zhou Cang's beard was also blown messily by the wind of the knife. Seeing the wonderful part, the audience below applauded repeatedly. Jiang Xiaoliu danced with joy, elbowed his elbows, and said in a low voice, "I think it's a fake knife made of paper. Master Guan's real knife weighs eighty-one catties. How can a mortal be able to dance?" Le Zhiyang said: "It's a real knife and a fake one, you'll know it once you've been stabbed?" Jiang Xiaoliu said angrily, "If it's a real knife, I won't die!" It's a real knife, but there's nothing you can do about it." Jiang Xiaoliu asked strangely, "Where is it?" Le Zhiyang laughed and said, "You face is so thick and hard, you can't cut through it with any precious knife!" Jiang Xiaoliu was furious, and was about to scold back, when he heard a "ding".Slightly harsh.Immediately afterwards, Guan Gong on the stage lost his footsteps, and the Guan knife in his hand swayed to the left, almost hitting Zhou Cang behind him.The actor trembled in fright, and hurriedly took two steps back. Jiang Xiaoliu let out a "huh" and said, "It's evil, Guan Gong hacked Zhou Cang, which song is this singing?" Le Zhiyang added casually: "What is this? I have seen Zhang Fei borrowing Where's Dongfeng!" Jiang Xiaoliu glanced at him, then said with a hum: "Then, have you ever seen a tiger beat Wu Song?" "I haven't seen it!" Le Zhiyang shook his head and said, "Chen Shimei killed Gong Bao, I have seen it once!". "You mother's shame!" Jiang Xiaoliu said angrily, "I'm Jiang Xiaoliu, and you are Le Da Niu. Big talker, braggart..." is talking.Suddenly, I heard "ding" one by one.On the stage, the knife light swirls, splashes, blood springs come in and out, Zhou Cang loses his head, and his headless body stands upright for a moment, then falls forward with a "plop" ~ sound. There was no sound in the theater garden, and the spectators were dumbfounded.The applause was all in the throat.Jiang Xiaoliu clapped his legs and said, "I'm amazing, knives are made of paper, so are people made of paper? Enjoyable, enjoyable, "Single Sword Club" I have watched Dou several times, this beheading scene is the first This is the first time I saw it!" Le Zhiyang frowned greatly, shook his head and said, "It's not quite right, this blood is bleeding profusely. It's no different from a real person!" Life is not over.Hearing another "ding", the Daguan knife suddenly turned to the right, clicked, and cut off a pillar in the middle. "Oops!" screamed from under the stage, and the spectators jumped up one after another, and ran towards the gate of the garden. After only a few steps, the sky was dotted with stars, as if torrential rain was flying by.Immediately afterwards, dozens of people froze, maintaining a running posture.Like a puppet clay sculpture. Although Jiang Xiaoliu's eyes were rough, he could see that the situation was not right, he opened his mouth slightly, and just about to shout, Le Zhiyang stretched out his hand to cover his mouth.The Guan Dao on the stage danced more urgently, the brilliance was like a round moon, the tinkling sound was endless, and sparks splashed on the Guan Dao. "Guan Gong" staggered, let out a series of low-pitched roars, and suddenly jumped back.Heng Dao yelled: "What is it to hurt someone with a hidden weapon? Get out and meet Grandpa!" Jiang Xiaoliu said strangely: "It's evil, there is no such sentence in the play!" Le Zhiyang said in a low voice: "Don't make a sound, let people hear you, your mouth will be gone!" Jiang Xiaoliu said strangely: "What about your mouth?" Gone?" Le Zhiyang said coldly: "The head is gone, is the mouth still there?" When there is silence.Suddenly hearing a smile of "heh", a person slowly walked out from behind the rockery.Jiang Xiaoliu almost cried out.It turned out that this person was the scribe in white standing at the bow of the boat, and the pearl on the jade pendant shone faintly in the dark. "Who are you?" Guan Gong stared at the scribe with confusion. The scribe in white smiled and said, "Zhao Shixiong, you don't recognize me after twenty-eight years?" Guan Gong's eyes rolled, and he suddenly fell tongue-tied: "You, you..." "What am I?" The scribe smiled, "Do I look like a person?" Zhao Shixiong trembling all over, pointed at Wentu and said in a trembling voice: "You, you..." The scribe smiled and said, "Do you remember? Wu Wang Zhang Shicheng, do you look a lot like me..." "You..." Zhao Shixiong took a step back, swallowed hard, and finally recovered his breath, "Zhang Tianyi, you should have died a long time ago." "Yeah, I'm surprised too!" The scribe smiled grimly, "The fire in Qiyun Tower didn't burn me to death, and the water in Pingjiang didn't drown me. At that time, I thought, my family members are all dead." , why should I still be alive? But to be alive is God's will. God wants me to do something. Zhao Shixiong, Zhao Shixiong, I have been looking for you for many years. I thought, you betrayed my father and cut off my brother's Head, should have been prosperous long ago, not to mention the title of Marquis and Prime Minister, no matter what you have to drag Zhu Yizi and enjoy the glory. Who knows, I have never seen your shadow since then. At first I searched all the way in the deep mountains and great swamps, but then It's all a waste of effort. I just thought, a small hermit in the wild, a big hermit in the city, you Zhao Shixiong, as the name suggests, is also a lifelong traitor. I searched, searched and searched, I never expected that you are so bold that you actually acted under Zhu Yuanzhang's nose. What's even more ridiculous is that you still have the face to play Master Guan. Guan Yunchang has both loyalty and righteousness, and you, what are you? " "I didn't kill your brother!" Zhao Shixiong was silent for a while, "Wu Wang's death has nothing to do with me, he hanged himself!" "Are you afraid? Zhao Shixiong!" Zhang Tianyi's face twitched, and his smile was uglier than crying. "I asked the soldiers guarding the city of Pingjiang. Everyone agreed that you opened the west gate of Pingjiang City. I also asked the surviving maidservants in the palace. You were the first to rush into the palace after the city was broken. As for my fifth brother , hey, when you killed him, I hid in the big water tank beside me, I couldn't see you, but I could hear your voice clearly, you asked him for that thing, if he didn't give it to you, you just Cut him with a knife, huh, I still remember the scream. For twenty-eight years, every night in my dream, the sound rang in my ears..." Zhang Tianyi's face contorted, "I still remember, you He was hacked twenty-one times..." Zhao Shixiong stood on the stage with a dull face.After a while, he giggled and said: "So, it seems like you want to chop it back with a knife?",, "No!" Zhang Tianyi shook his hand, and the palm of his hand hesitated, "I use a sword!". Zhao Shixiong said coldly: "Your golden needle is also very powerful!" Zhang Tianyi smiled and said, "That's Ye Yu's magic needle!" "Ye Yu Shen Zhen?" Zhao Shixiong trembled all over, his voice trembling slightly, "You, are you a disciple of Dongdao?" Zhang Tianyi smiled and said: "Don't forget, my father was born in Dongdao, I am no longer a weapon, relying on the shadow of my late father." I am also a member of Dongdao. Zhao Shixiong, don't be afraid, I don't need a magic needle to shoot you, You killed my brother twenty-one times. I will also stab you twenty-one times. If you are lucky enough to survive, we will settle our grievances!" Zhao Shixiong closed his knife, and suddenly laughed loudly. Zhang Tianyi stared at him with cold eyes, like snake eyes.Zhao Shixiong laughed for a while.Lying silkworm raised his eyebrows and said sharply, "Zhang Tianyi. I'm getting old. The knife is not old!" "Don't dare!" Zhang Tianyi gently caressed the edge of the sword, pointing coldly, "'Kuai Zai Dao' Zhao Shixiong, when he ran rampant in the three Wus, there was never a single general under the sword. In the battle of Pingjiang, you single-handedly Suddenly, he almost killed Chang Yuchun, the king of Kaiping. Only three of his Huaixi eighteen cavalry survived after the first battle. I always wondered whether it was because of this. No. Zhu Yuanzhang didn't win the world at that time, and his job was to buy people's hearts. He didn't kill Chen Youliang's son. How could he blame you, a general? You disappeared, I'm afraid there is something hidden..." "Don't gossip!" Zhao Shihu yelled, "Zhao is not talented, let me learn the unique skills of Dongdao!" "It's easy to say!" Zhang Tianyi pointed his long sword obliquely and walked towards the stage. The two people on the tree were sweating down their backs, and they didn't dare to breathe.This place is far away from the stage, although Zhang and Zhao have high martial arts skills, they didn't find anyone here.Le Zhiyang tried his best to suppress his heartbeat, looking in a blink of an eye, the theater garden was brightly lit and full of people's voices, and on the river in the distance, there was a gentle singing. ． A gust of wind blows, and the iron horses under the eaves jingle.Le Zhiyang looked back, Nuo Da's stage was deserted. Zhao Shixiong's Daguan Dao is genuine. Back then, he relied on this sword to charge into battle, behead generals and capture the flag. Even though he was living in Liyuan, he did not let go of this sword.An eighty-one catty steel knife is as light as nothing, anything? The white light of the knife is like the snow in the middle of winter, not only fast, but also accurate and ruthless.Legend has it that in those days, this big knife cut off the flies on people's heads.It won't hurt a hair, even though Zhao Shixiong is old, and the speed is slightly slower than before.The ruthless attack is even better, the momentum is like a thunderbolt, and it volleys back and forth in the air. Zhang Tianyi's sword is a three-foot-long soft sword with flowing blue light, as thin as a cicada's wing.His movement is uncanny fast, turning like a cloud of pale mist, in the white mist a green light flickers in and out, looming, as if——Ye Xiaozhou, bobbing up and down in the turbulent waves of sword light. "Kuai Zai Dao" has a total of seventy-two moves. Zhao Shixiong knows very well that his opponent is strong, so he defends with seven points and attacks with three points.The two fought fast, and they finished using the seventy-two saber techniques in a blink of an eye, but they didn't even catch Zhang Tianyi's shadow. The opponent didn't look like a human at all. There was a chill in Zhao Shixiong's heart, sweat was slightly visible on the temples, and a feeling of soreness and weakness flooded his arms inadvertently.This way of saber technique is called "Kuaizai", one is fast, and the other is joyful, one has to go all out and overwhelm the opponent with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops, if the battle fails for a long time and the momentum weakens, it is inevitable to be tired and weak.Zhao Shixiong was born with supernatural power, making Guan Dao feel like a mustard, at this moment, he also felt that the sword became heavy, and it was not as easy to use as before. Just as he was in a hurry, a blue light flashed in front of his eyes, and the Qingfeng sword pierced his chest.Zhao Shixiong was startled, retracted the Guan knife, and cut out sideways, the soft sword was like smoke and mist, with a blue light, floating around the knife pole lightly.Zhao Shixiong wanted to retreat.Suddenly Zhang Tianyi shouted: "Here!" Following his left chest feeling cold, as if a breeze swept over him, he staggered back, looked down, there was a long sword mark on his left chest to his shoulder, blood gushed out, slowed down Dyed red butterfly. "This is the first sword. It's a good start. Good luck." Zhang Tianyi said with a smile, but Zhao Shixiong's heart was cold. If the sword was a few minutes deeper, it could kill him, but Zhang Tianyi stayed silent and did not strike. The wound was not more than one minute deep. Zhao Shixiong looked at the wound, and felt grief and indignation in his heart, the opponent played against the enemy so much.He simply regarded him as a pig and sheep waiting to be slaughtered, thinking about roaring.The big knife swung into a ball of light, and the sound was like wind and thunder, rolling and sweeping towards Zhang Tianyi. The two people on the tree stared dumbfounded, and felt that any drama they had seen was not as dangerous and bizarre as the fight in front of them.Le Zhiyang seemed to have been hit by a spell, his hands and feet were stiff, he couldn't move, his mouth was sour and bitter, but the sound of selling in his ears pierced through the streets.Looking up, on the square not far away, on the height of the flag bucket, there is a huge revolving lantern, the light is like a wheel, and the light and shadow change.The aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus cake wafts from afar, mixed with the smell of scallion oil from mutton pancakes.Le Zhiyang suddenly felt hungry and couldn't help swallowing.Immediately afterwards, there was a knock on the door, and I turned around to see a few dudes standing at the gate of the theater, cursing and kicking at the gate.The door was closed at some point, and the servant guarding the door was also missing. But separated by a wall, ten feet outside the wall is red and soft, but inside the wall is a hell of swords.Suddenly Zhang Tianyi yelled softly: "Go!" followed by a depressing groan.Le Zhiyang restrained his mind and stared at it. There was a wound on Zhao Shixiong's thigh, dripping with blood, and the flesh was rolled up, like a big mouth, twitching slightly.Jiang Xiaoliu looked devastated and gasped coldly. "Second sword!" Zhang Tianyi smiled like a spring breeze, his white clothes were better than the snow, and a green sword shadow in his hand, like a firefly on a summer night, engulfed the cold white light of the sword.Zhao Shixiong retreated step by step.During the fierce battle, the two wounds were bleeding profusely, and he swung his body and drew out the knife, splashing out little by little, falling on Zhang Tianyi's white clothes, like three spring peach blossoms, extraordinarily dazzling and shocking. Zhao Shixiong's thigh was injured, his movement slowed down, and it became more and more difficult to pick up and down the knife pole.Zhang Tianyi drew his sword faster and faster. —In a blink of an eye, Zhao Shixiong had two more sword wounds on his back and waist. "Duh!" Zhao Shixiong waved his saber, seemingly aiming at his opponent.When Zhang Tianyi turned around.Suddenly swept back again.Click.Another pillar broke, the stage was crumbling, and there was a strange creaking sound between the pillars. Zhang Tianyi saw what he was thinking, so he rushed up, swiped two swords, and stabbed him in the left chest and right leg one after another.Zhao Shixiong's sword skills were in chaos.Bend his knees and sank, Guan Dao swept out close to the ground, Zhang Tianyi jumped away, and said with a smile: "There are still fifteen swords left!" Before he finished speaking, Guan Dao swung a circle, click, the third pillar broke, and the stage collapsed in an uproar , All of a sudden smoke and dust.The sound of the collapse resounded for several miles, and not only the spectators outside the garden gate heard it, but also the tourists on the street in the distance looked sideways. Suddenly, there was a long scream in the smoke and dust, and a figure staggered out. The two people on the tree were breathing hard, and they looked around. Zhao Shixiong was standing under the stage, his hat was missing, and his long hair was scattered. Luo, a sword wound was cut from the genital to the back of the neck, not only the eyeball was cracked, but the ear was also cut off, and the left ear was hung on the side of the cheek with the flesh attached - shaking. "Do you want to alarm others so that you can take advantage of the chaos and run for your life?" Zhang Tianyi smiled and said to Yan Yan, walking out from the smoke and dust, the white Confucian shirt was not stained with dust, the light of the Qingfeng sword was brighter than before, and a little blood dripped down the sword tip. A small puddle formed on the ground.Only then did Le Zhiyang discover that Zhao Shixiong had more than one sword wound on his body, some flesh and blood had disappeared, and bones could be seen faintly.Suddenly, Le Zhiyang understood Zhang Tianyi's intentions. His hatred was too deep, and killing his opponent was not enough to relieve his hatred. He had to cut his enemy with a sword in order to be satisfied. Looking at Zhao Shixiong, Le Zhiyang felt pity, almost couldn't bear to look at it, but Zhang Tianyi didn't allow his opponent to take a breath, and jumped up like a poisonous snake with the tip of his sword.Zhao Shixiong staggered back and slashed horizontally with his saber. The saber was sloppy and lost all his previous momentum.Zhang Tianyi gave a "heh" smile, lightly passed the blade, and the Qingfeng sword slanted to the left, piercing the opponent's shoulder.With a roar, Zhao Shixiong stretched out his hand to grab it, the Qingfeng sword retreated like lightning, and took advantage of the trend to pull it out, and the five arms also fell to the ground in unison. "There are still twelve swords!" There was excitement in Zhang Tianyi's voice. His eyes were shining, his nostrils were opening and closing, and his face was flushed with red light. The fisherman who was fishing looked at a hooked fish. catfish.Woo, the Qingfeng sword drew a bright arc of light, piercing Zhao Shixiong's lower abdomen. Zhao Shixiong jumped back as hard as he could, and landed behind a spectator. The man was pierced by the "Ye Yu God Needle" in his acupuncture point. He knew it very well in his heart and couldn't move. Immediately, his whole body was paralyzed and he died on the spot. Zhang Tianyi drew out his long sword, frowned slightly, suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing towards his face, and looked around, Zhao Shixiong swung the knife with one hand, provoking a bystander to press towards him.Zhang Tianyi turned around and let the man grab the ground with his head, his brains were splashed immediately.He was not able to stand firmly, Zhao Shixiong picked another person, Zhang Tianyi couldn't dodge, he raised his sword, the person was broken at the waist, and blood fell on the white skirt like ink. Zhao Shixiong was limping, but his movements were like the wind. He shuttled through the crowd, and all the spectators and actors in the garden became targets for him to block his sword. Both of them are cruel and ruthless, one only seeks revenge, the other only seeks to escape, they are like two gale winds swirling back and forth, people in the garden are either killed or injured, because the acupoints are restricted, even if they are killed or injured, there is no sound.Looking at the miserable scene in the world, the young man on the tree felt his mind was numb, his throat was dry, and he was full of thoughts of running for his life. There are swords and swords in the garden.More and more people gathered outside the garden, pointing at the gate, talking loudly, knocking on the door one after another, in contrast to the silence in the garden. Zhang Tianyi was splattered with blood, secretly regretting in his heart, he only hated that the stage was full of retreat, and he didn't go all out to kill his enemy.Thinking of this, he swept away the body with his left palm, and made fierce sword moves with his right hand, aiming at Zhao Shixiong's vitals. Zhao Shixiong retreated step by step with the cover of his body, and quickly approached a fence.Zhang Tianyi felt something was wrong, let out a low drink, and stabbed with his sword.Zhao Shixiong jumped back and dodged behind a weeping willow.Zhang Tianyi circled the sword, and the willow tree broke in two. At this moment: Hearing a loud shout, followed by a darkening above, Zhao Shixiong jumped into the air, and the light of the spatula whizzed down. The momentum of this knife is astonishing, stronger than Zhang Tianyi.Can't help but dodge.His movement disappeared like light smoke, Zhao Shixiong missed the blade, and with a pounce, he cut the ground more than half a foot.Zhang Tianyi jumped up, when he heard a chuckle, Zhao Shixiong jumped up, using his long knife as a pole, and leaped over the 2-zhang-high wall like a big bird. Slashing people with a knife was a lie, Zhao Shixiong's original intention was to use his strength to escape, but Zhang Tian expected the enemy to miscalculate, so he was frightened and angry.He jumped onto the wall and stared at it. A figure limped out of the alley and burst into the crowd, causing a lot of exclamations. No matter how sophisticated Zhang Tianyi's methods are, it's not convenient for him to kill people in the street.He hesitated for a moment, then turned his head to look, and saw that the theater was full of mutilated bodies.The injured man was still breathing, struggling and twisting on the ground.He frowned, raised his hand, and the stars flickered in the sky, the struggling people died one after another, and a bloody smell drifted with the wind, blending into the deep and dense night. Le Zhiyang was stunned for a moment, and in a blink of an eye, the wall was empty, without Zhang Tianyi's shadow. The two teenagers looked at each other as if they were having a nightmare, and they both slid down the tree trunk.This alley is adjacent to the Qinhuai River, and few people come here. As soon as the two of them landed on the ground, they ran wildly.Running to the river, looking back, the alley was flickering with fire and noisy people, about someone saw Zhao Shixiong rushing out of the alley, and ran over to have a look.The hearts of the two were beating wildly, if they were a little slower just now, they would definitely be caught. The river wind blew slowly, and the two of them felt chills all over when they recalled what they had just seen and heard.Jiang Xiaoliu tremblingly said: "Le, Le Zhiyang, what should we do next?" Le Zhiyang smiled wryly and said, "What else? Go back to your home!" Jiang Xiaoliu tremblingly said: "Dead, dead A lot of people..." Le Zhiyang said, "So what? Can you catch the murderer?" "Bah!" Jiang Xiaoliu said with anger on his face, "Catching the murderer, isn't that sending you to death? Those two people, no, those two are monsters at all. Bad luck, bad luck, I'm in accordance with my fate today, and I actually met a monster! Zhiyang, when someone wakes up in the future, they will say that I am listening to books in Xuanhe Tower, but I have never been to a theater at all." Le Zhiyang smiled, turned around and left, walked about ten steps, took out the flute, and started to play whimperingly.The sound of the flute is graceful and flying, as if dry white silk is plucking at Jiang Xiaoliu's ears, and the river at his feet is flowing quietly, becoming more and more silent under the sound of the flute.There is a small moon in the center of the wave, like a fish and a dragon spitting out pearls, a boat passing by, the blue oars break through the moonlight, and a clear light shines. Le Zhiyang's house is in the lower reaches of the Qinhuai River, on the outskirts of the capital city. As he walked all the way, the lights behind him became less and less, and the road ahead became darker and darker. Just when he turned a corner, a big hand suddenly stretched out from the side and choked him fiercely. his neck. Le Zhiyang felt shortness of breath and couldn't help hitting and kicking, but that hand was strong and powerful, and he couldn't break free no matter what.Involuntarily, he followed the man back step by step, out of the light.Entered a dark alley. Le Zhiyang felt that his neck was about to break. In a hurry, he touched the flute and poked at the man with his backhand. Unexpectedly, his big hand suddenly let go, and the man took two steps back.Sitting heavily on the ground. As soon as Le Zhiyang was free, he ran away, and ran a few steps, but felt no one was chasing him, so he couldn't help but look back, but saw a black figure curled up in the corner, panting heavily. "Ah!" Le Zhiyang blurted out, "Is that you?" The man raised his face, his face was bloody, under the pale moonlight, half of his face was missing, his ears were dangling back and forth with the flesh. "You recognize me?" Zhao Shixiong's voice was hoarse, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes. "I..." Le Zhiyang was stunned for a moment, thinking that he must not talk about the opera garden, so he replied, "I have seen you sing an opera!". "Singing opera?" Zhao Shixiong laughed miserably twice, then lowered his head and sighed. "That's right. I've been singing all my life..." Speaking of this, he suddenly raised his head, stared at Le Zhiyang and said indifferently, "Little guy, you were able to escape just now, why are you back?" Le Zhiyang said: "You are seriously injured..." Zhao Shixiong snorted coldly, and said: "I don't live long, but it's a pity that my mind is not over, I am really regretful." "What's the matter?" As soon as Le Zhiyang said the words, he secretly hated himself. The person in front of him was vicious and didn't deserve pity at all, but somehow.Seeing him covered in bruises, I felt a little sad again. Zhao Shixiong saw through his thoughts and said with a smile: "I have many aliases, let's not say anything, but my real name is Zhao Yinglong, who was a general of Zhang Shicheng, and later sold him to help Zhu Yuanzhang break Pingjiang (press, Today’s Suzhou), and killed his eldest son Zhang Tianci. Alas, that kid is too stubborn, if I hand over that thing without hesitation, I don’t have to chop him so many knives..." Le Zhiyang became angry, and wanted to yell at him several times, but he swallowed the words again.Zhao Shixiong shook his hand and said: "Many people think that I betrayed Zhang Shicheng for the purpose of being promoted to the rank, but they underestimate him, let alone Zhu Yuanzhang's official position is not easy to do, even if he really grants me the title, I will Not much interest either., Le Zhiyang saw his boastful words, so he said angrily: "Then what are you interested in?" Zhao Shixiong smiled, and said word by word: "Martial arts!" Le Zhiyang was stunned: "Martial arts?" 'That's right." Zhao Shixiong let out a long breath, "In this world, some people want wealth, and some people want power. As for me, what I want is invincible martial arts!" One... "The world is invincible?" Le Zhiyang became more and more surprised, "What's so good about that?" Zhao Shixiong shook his head and said: "You have no grievances or enmities, of course there is nothing good, but if you have a big enemy, martial arts are rare in the world, if you want to take revenge, there is really no other way except to surpass him in martial arts!" Having said this, he fell silent and raised his head.Staring blankly at the sky for a while, he let out a long sigh, and said leisurely: "I am a bodyguard in Taizhou Huwei Escort Bureau. My father, Zhao Shiyan, is the head of the bodyguard bureau. He is famous for his wind chopping knife, and he has never made a mistake in his life. There are three men and one woman, and I am ranked second. When I was eighteen years old, the world was already in chaos, and the road became more and more uneven. "That year, my father took me to escort a batch of red goods to Pingjiang. Not far from Taizhou, someone suddenly blocked the way. At first, my father only regarded it as a thief who robbed the darts, and took out a few taels of silver to send them out of the way. Unexpectedly, the leading robber took the money, threw it on the spot, and said with a smile, "Send the beggar? Zhao Shiyan, I know that you will go out in person, and the escort must be unusual. I'm short on money recently, so please do me a favor. Give me half of the red goods, and I'll leave as soon as I flatter you, and I will never embarrass you!' The bandit leader knew his father's background, and he wanted half of the red goods as soon as he exported it. My father was a little surprised and asked him about his background, but the man just laughed and didn't answer. There was an escort who was upset and stepped forward to challenge him, but he was no match for his fast sword. The two faced each other and injured two people. I was so angry that I was about to go forward, but my father stopped him and said, "You have good sword skills, what a pity." The moves are unfamiliar. Zhao’s knife does not kill unknown people, you can report your name!’ The man smiled and said: “I blocked the road and robbed, but the situation forced me to say my name, which is an insult to my teacher. I have heard it for a long time.” The name of "Zhan Feng Dao" has been released with one knife, and I have admired it for a long time. Today I just want to ask for advice!" "My father saw that his swordsmanship was exquisite and his conversation was good. He was obviously not an ordinary robber, so he drew his knife out of its sheath and said, "He has a meager reputation, but his swordsmanship is superb. I just admire him, but you hurt me." You can't forget it like this!' After speaking, the two of them moved their hands. Although the man's swordsmanship was fast, he was not sophisticated enough. With only twenty moves, his left mantle and right arm were each stabbed by my father. The sword also fell on the ground. As I watched, my father would have killed him with a single blow, but my father jumped back and said, "You wounded two of my men, and I also cut you twice. You and me both Fang Zhizhi, everyone goes their own way!" The man stared at my father, smiled strangely, and said: "Zhao Shiyan, if you don't kill me, don't regret it in the future!" My father replied generously: "Zhao will go straight and never Regret!' The man laughed loudly and said, "Go straight on the right path, Zhao Shiyan, I have written down these two sabers!" After speaking, he tore off his belt, threw it on the ground, and limped away with him. "I saw it anxiously, and complained to my father, saying: 'This man is so mad, why didn't you kill him with one sword?' My father shook his head and said, 'His swordsmanship is very good, but he was not good at learning, so he was defeated by me. This man The background is extraordinary, it is not difficult for me to kill him, but if I provoke his backers, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with! Ying Long, you must remember that the first word of us dart runners is tolerance, and the second word is tolerance. Wu, if you meet a bandit and kill a bandit, if you meet a bandit and kill a bandit, can you kill all the bandits in this world?" I had nothing to say, and saw the belt on the ground. I was curious, picked it up, and saw the embroidery on the belt. He bought a small silver dragon, so he gave it to his father. He took a look, and suddenly his face changed drastically. Before anyone else saw it, he put it in his arms, and called the bodyguards to hurry. "During the journey, my father was very silent. I saw that he was very preoccupied. I asked him a few times, but he always found a way to divert him. Not long after we arrived in Pingjiang, the goods were delivered. This afternoon, my father called me to him and said, "I just made another I received two deals, one to go to Yangzhou, and the other to go to Jiujiang, Jiangxi. I have thought about it, and these two batches of goods are very important. Don't worry, leave it to others, Ying Long, although you are young, you have already received my true biography, so I want you to be alone. Look, Yangzhou and Jiujiang, which way do you go?" "When I heard this, I was overjoyed. I went with my father a few times to escort, but never alone. It is difficult for a man to take a job. If you want to travel, of course, the farther the better, so I replied generously: 'I am going to Jiujiang!' My father nodded and said, "I am ambitious! You are worthy of being the son of my Zhao family." After speaking, he took out a box. This box is made of nanmu and jade, and the hands are very heavy. I guess it is either gold, jewelry, or precious antiques. I held the box for a while , trembling with joy. My father patted me on the shoulder and said: "This box must be delivered on the eighth day of May. The consignee is Mr. Chen Jingsheng from Jixiang Baohang on Jiujiang North Street. Do you remember?" Read it several times and remember it firmly, and my father said: "Your first bodyguard, I will send you a few confidant bodyguards. They are all veterans. You should ask a lot of advice along the way!" Immediately set off, promised, turned around and left. When I went out, I looked back at my father, Mao Gen, and suddenly saw him staring at me blankly, with tears in his eyes..." Having said that, Zhao Shixiong raised his head, staring at the night sky with one eye, showing a trace of bewilderment.Le Zhiyang couldn't help asking: "Why is your father so sad?" Zhao Shixiong was silent for a moment, and said softly: "I was only concerned about being happy at the time, and I didn't think about it carefully when I saw my father's expression. 那一路镖又十分紧迫，我不敢虚耗时日，故而星夜出发。那时饥疫横行，盗贼蜂起，镖车一路上遭遇了不少坎坷，好在我的刀法小有所成，帮手的镖师又十分得力，五月初六下午，终于赶到九江，谁知到了地面上一问，只叫一声苦，不知高低!” “怎么?”乐之扬忙问，“有人劫镖吗?” “不是!”赵世雄摇了摇头，“九江有一条北大街没错，可是街上却没有吉祥宝行，更无一个陈井生陈老爷!”乐之扬说：“令尊大概记错了。”赵世雄叹道：“他没记错，他只是说了谎!” 乐之扬更加糊涂：“他干吗说谎?”赵世雄道：“我也纳闷，家父一向行事方正，怎么会开这样的玩笑?又想起临走前他的样子，我的心中越发不安。这时有镖师说道，既无收货之人，那么不妨看一看押送的货物。这一语点醒了我，我打开匣子一看，里面齐整整全是银锭金条，金银之上，还有一封家父的亲笔书信!我心下奇怪，拆开信封一瞧，几乎昏死过去。” “上面写了什么?”乐之扬问道。 赵世雄吐一口气，苦笑道：“家父信中说，我看到这封信的时候，他也许已经死了。当日在泰州城外劫道的是泰州盐帮的盐枭，那一枚银色鼍龙，正是他们的标记。盐帮本身不足为惧，背后的势力非同小可，相传盐帮的主脑均是出身东岛……” “东岛?”乐之扬疑惑道，“那是什么东西?” 赵世雄叹了口气，苦笑说：“这名字如今说来陌生，三十年前，却是如雷贯耳。当年起事反元的韩山童、徐寿辉、彭莹玉均是出身东岛，他们以红巾缠头，也是沿袭了'红带军'的遗风。红带军本是当年云殊云大侠创立(按，事见拙作《昆仑》)，他本是宋朝大将，于宋灭元兴之际起事抗元，屡克强敌，威震华夏，后来用兵失利，被元军围困在浙江雁荡山，苦战不屈，壮烈殉国。东岛弟子秉承他的遗志，一直以驱逐鞑虏为己任，但因为势单力薄，故而广收弟子。可惜弟子一多，难免良莠不齐，我上面说到的三位，韩、徐、彭光明磊落，都是一代豪杰，可惜不善于争权夺利，结果都死在了东岛的败类手里。后来与朱元璋争夺天下的几个，陈友谅、张±诚、方国珍、明玉珍，虽说也是东岛弟子，但个个阴险歹毒、好杀无度，当时的岛王云灿又为人糊涂，是非不明，偏听偏信，为一群败类裹挟，祸害苍生，流毒不浅，几乎儿毁了东岛的基业。” 赵世雄回想当年群雄逐鹿的情形，心潮起伏难平，沉默良久，才说道：“这些事说来话长，暂且不提。泰州盐帮本是一群私盐贩子，不知何故攀上了东岛，登时耀武扬威，不可一世，扬州、泰州一带，可说臭名远播，只因势力庞大，盲府也不敢深究。东岛的标记是金鼍龙，盐帮身为分舵，便以银鼍龙为号。那时盐帮为恶，大多与私盐买卖有关，从无劫镖之事。照我猜想，昕以拦截镖车，必是帮中人做了赔本的买卖，对上峰无法交差，故而出此下策。谁知家父不识相，他们劫镖不成，铩羽而归。这一帮人气量狭小、睚眦必报，曾因为一笔欠债，杀光了对手满门。以家父的武功，盐帮高手未必能胜，可是东岛高手一来，镖局绝无幸理。家父看到了银鼍龙的标记，自知难逃劫数，故而预作安排，以走镖为名，将我远远骗走，以免盐帮斩草除根。他知道我一向心气高傲，两镖之中必选九江，等我到了九江，发觉不妙，赶回泰州也来不及了。他在书信上还说，随我同来的镖师，多年来跟随自己出生入死，不应受他牵连，命我将匣子里的金银分给众人，大家各奔东两，千万不可再回泰州! “看完书信，大伙儿无不悲愤，个个放声痛哭，都要赶回泰州，与家父同存同亡。倒是我最先清醒过来，暗想敌人势大，这些镖师武功有限，去了也是白白送死，于是喝止众人，分了金银，将他们遣散，而后一人一刀潜回泰州。谁知入城一探，当真五雷轰顶，不但家父遭难，镖局中人也全都一夜而亡，镖局的房屋被一把火烧成了白地，就连远嫁扬州的家姐也没能幸免，姐夫一家十二口，无论男女老少，全都死于非命……” 说到这儿，赵世雄一阵喘息，雄壮的身躯缩成一团，身上创口进裂，鲜血流得满地。乐之扬望着这个汉子，想到他的血海深仇，心中不胜冷悯，忍不住说道：“你伤得太重，我带你去看大夫…··”说完伸手去扶，不防赵世雄出手如电，狠—寸巴扣住他的手腕。 乐之扬手腕欲裂，痛得几乎昏厥。这时间，赵世雄眼里的凶光忽又暗淡，松开他的手，苦笑说：“我失血太多，脏腑也受了重伤，华佗再世也救不了我。人之将死，其言也善，这一段往事在我心底埋藏多年，若不说出，死不瞑目。小兄弟，你是个好人，好人做到底，听我把话说完!” 乐之扬无可奈何，只好点头。赵世雄喘息一会儿，接着说道：“我当时愤怒发狂，只想报仇雪恨，于是蒙面更衣，潜入盐帮总堂，暗杀了两个盐帮首领。盐帮又惊又怒，派出爪牙满城搜捕，更有两名东岛高手赶来，我与之交手，几乎丧命，负伤逃入深山，得一位高僧收留，调养了数月方才痊愈。可是等我出山，红巾军已在中原起事，南方义军也纷纷响应，盐帮摇身一变，成了一支义军，赶走了大元的官吏，霸占了泰州、扬帅『。 “仇人越来越强，报仇的事也越发渺茫，其时天下火乩，到处都是逃难的百姓。我混在难民中间，浑浑噩噩过了数月。这一日，来到高邮城外，忽听有人叫嚷：'张土诚张大帅来了!'跟着就听号角开道，行来一支人马。这些日子，我也久闻张士诚的大名，听说他神威了得，屡败元军，于是抬眼望去。但见领头一人金盔银甲，跨了一乘白马，望见城外百姓，笑嘻嘻抱拳行礼。看清此人容貌，我几乎气炸了肺。这厮不是别人，正是当日劫镖的匪首，只怪家父一念之仁，没有将他一刀砍死。现如今，这狗贼沐猴而冠，居然做了江淮义军的首领。我当时气愤填膺，，手已按上了刀柄，可是目光所及，忽又看见张士诚身后的两名骑马老者。这两人均是东岛高手，向日打伤我的也是他们。我见这情形，知道杀不了张士诚，只好暂时隐忍下来。 “当天晚上，我反复思索报仇之计，想来想去，想起了家父说过的一句话：'我们走镖的人，头一个字是忍，第二个字才是武。'如今凭武力无法报仇，那么只有在这'忍'字上下工夫。当年越王勾践舍身为奴，侍奉吴王夫差，而后十年生聚、十年教训，终于吞并吴国，报仇雪耻。面对如此强敌，我却只想一朝报仇，岂非不自量力。想到这儿，我豁然开朗，第二天卖了祖传的宝刀，打造了一口八十一斤的大关刀，化名赵世雄，投入张士诚麾下，从小卒做起，冲锋陷阵，屡建奇功。过了一年有余，'快哉刀'之名传开，引起了张士诚的注意，那时我容貌有变，使的又不是祖传的单刀，张士诚非但没有认出我来，反而给我加官进爵。也是天意昭昭，到后来，他鬼迷心窍，居然把我视为心腹，让我做了他帐下亲军的统领。” 乐之扬忍不住说道：“你刺杀他了吗?” “没有!”赵世雄摇头说，“那时我要杀他，真是易如反掌，但杀了他一个，其他的盐帮头子又可以取而代之。况且我的仇人，不止是盐帮，还有东岛，要想真正报仇，只有让张士诚家破国亡。即便如此，也不过毁了泰州盐帮，后面的东。岛仍是毫发无伤。存了这个念头，我继续隐忍待机，就在这个时候，来了一个天赐的机会。” “什么机会?”乐之扬好奇问道。 赵世雄自得一笑，说道：“张士诚在高邮击退元军以后，隐隐然已是南方义军的共主。志得意满，乘胜攻占了平江，此人饶有权谋，可惜胸无大志，不知听了谁的鬼话，居然打算定都平江。平江府水道纵横，步骑木易展开，敌方水军一到，可说无险可据。自古除了吴王夫差，从无一朝一代定都于此，夫差败亡之君，根本不足取法。我以勾践自许，心怀破吴之志，明知此举欠妥，可也并不点破。没过多久，张士诚在平江自称吴王，就在他称王的第二天，来了一个年轻道士，神色倨傲，开口要见吴王张士诚。 “我身为禁卫统领，见他言辞无礼，本想将他轰走，不料那人拿出一封信说：'你把这封信交给吴王，他看了信，必会见我!'我见他自信满满，心下奇怪，于是让人看住道士，自己持信入宫，到了僻静处，偷偷拆信观看……” “糟了!”乐之扬叫道，“信封一破，张士诚不就发现了吗?” 赵世雄摇头道：“我为复仇之计，但凡紧要书信，均要——过目，所以自有一套法子，既让信封不毁，又可看见书信。当时我拆信一瞧，里面只有一张信纸，上面写了四个字：灵道石鱼!” “灵道石鱼?”乐之扬心生疑惑，“那是什么?” 赵世雄慢吞吞说道：“当时我也不知这四字的意思，于是原样封好，交给了张士诚，谁知他展信一看，先是吃惊，继而喜透眉梢。我在一旁瞧见，心中十分纳闷，此人一向喜怒不形于色，为何见了这四个字，偏偏惊喜流露?张士诚看了又看，郑重收信入怀，命我召那道士。见了道士，又破天荒将我遣开，过了好一阵子，方才遣出道士，唤我入内，张口就问：'世雄，我待你如何?'我说：'陛下待我胜似父母，小将死一百次也报答不了。'我为报仇，刻意吹捧拍马，可是张士诚听了十分入耳，他说：'世雄，你代我做一件事，这件事你知我知，不可让第三人知道!'我说：'陛下但有差遣，小将在所不辞。'张士诚说：'那道士你也见过了，今天夜里，你带兵跟他一起去城外虎丘的'玄天观'，给我取一样东西回来。事成之后，杀光所有道士，连带门外那个，一个也不要留下!'我忍不住问道：'要取的东西是什么样子?'张士诚迟疑一下，小声说：'是何模样，我也不知，门外的道士一定知道。切记，事后杀人灭口，道士一个不留!”' 乐之扬怒道：“这个张士诚，还真不是东西!” 赵世雄说：“成大事者不拘小节。若非心狠手辣，他一个私盐贩子，又凭什么脱颖而出、裂土称王?说起来，这类事情，我也替他干过不少，唯独这件事情最为蹊跷。我带着道士兵马，趁夜直奔虎丘，将玄天观团团围住。小道士见了玄天观的观主，张口就要他交出'灵道石鱼'。那观主道号映真，看上去谦和有礼，是个有道之人，他见这情形，自知无法抗拒，于是捧出一个红木匣子，对我说道：'劣徒利欲熏心，泄露本观秘密，真是可叹可恨。但这东西不过是前代高人的遗物，吴王就算得到，也无实际用处。为这无用之物伤生害命，智者不为，还望将军得到此物，不要再与本观为难。' “映真道人说这话时，神气哀切忧伤，足见他洞悉世情，明白来者不善。我拿到盒子，展开一看，里面放了一只鱼形石雕，看模样并无出奇之处，为了此物杀光道士，未免小题大做。但那时我大仇未报，不便违抗王命，就问小道士：'就是这个吗?'小道士眉开眼笑，连说：'对，对…··'话没说完，我大刀一挥，把他的脑袋砍了下来……” 乐之扬听到这儿，忍不住脱口轻呼，赵世雄看他一眼，叹道：“接下来就是杀人放火，观里一百多名道士，几乎没有走脱一个。只有映真道人武功不弱，奋力杀出重围。我故意遣开将士，亲自追赶，赶到虎跑泉边，老道身受重伤，不支昏倒。我见四周无人，将他藏在一个隐秘处所，自己返回王宫交差。交纳石鱼以后，张士诚又千万叮嘱，命我不得泄露此事。我假意答应，事后悄悄离开王宫，找到映真道人藏身之地。赶到之时，老道已经醒了。我问他石鱼来历，他起初神气冷淡，绝口不答，后来我无奈之下，只好说出与张士诚的仇恨。他默默听我说完，半晌才说：'令尊师彦公与我有一面之缘，他的惨事我也有所耳闻，足下如果没有说谎，你为家人报仇，含恨忍辱，真有上古侠士之风。也罢，你立一个誓，将来时机来到，杀了张士诚，为本观道士报仇。' “我听了这话，跪地立下毒誓。映真这才说道：'这只灵道石鱼，源自宋朝初年。那时东岛还未创立，岛上始祖释印神，出身佛门，后来还俗。他一身武功兼有佛道两家之长，加上天分奇高，不到四十岁就创出了'蜇龙眠'与'无相神针'两大奇功，打遍天下，全无敌手。释印神志得意骄，在家门前立下一块石碑，上面写道：'天下第一人，世间无双道'。” 乐之扬脱口而出：“这人好大的口气。” “他口气虽大，但武功实在厉害，当时武林之中没人敢说一个不字。过了一年有余，释府门前来了一个道人，他对着石碑看了又看，忽地伸出手指，在一字下面添了一横，又将'双'字轻轻抹去，改成了一个'足'字，这么一来，就变成了'天下第二人，世间无足道'，意思全变，大有嘲讽之意……” “只用手么?”乐之扬倒吸一口冷气，失声叫道，“这不可能!” 赵世雄笑道：“你年纪还小，有所不知，这世上奇人异士本多，于常人而言，空手刻石，似无可能，但据我所知，当今之世，就有两三位高人可以办到。道人刻字之时，释印神并不在家，但他家里人个个识货，看见道人的手段，自知不是敌手，便问道人来历。道人自称灵道人，云游至此，在附近的'乘黄观'借住三日，三日之内，释印神如能赶回，可来乘黄观和他一会。 “道人说完以后，扬长而去。释印神收到飞鸽传书，昼夜兼程，终于在三日之前赶到乘黄观赴约。他还没进大门，一个道童迎上来说道：'灵道长托我带话，他说：'神人无功，圣人无名，贫道不敢自诩神圣，胆身为出家之人，不愿扬名立万。所以辟出一间静室，只容释先生与贫道两人证道。今日无论胜负高低，双方均是不必声张。释先生如果答应，便请人室一叙，如不然，还请掉头回去!' “释印神听了这话，当即答应。许多江湖中人来瞧热闹，听了这话，大失所望，只好守在外面，目送释印神走入静室。本想两人交手，必然惊天动地，谁知听了半天，静室中寂无声息。足足过了半个时辰。释印神方才走出门外，他神气淡漠，不见喜怒，也不瞧上众人一眼，径直走回家中，闭门不出。在场的武人纷纷猜想两人谁胜谁负，可是谁也猜不出个所以然来。到了第二天，有人突然发现，释府门前的石碑变成了一堆碎石，府内人去楼空，释家上下数十口，全都不知去向。从那以后，释印神绝迹武林，江湖上再也听不到他的消息，直到数十年以后，江湖中人才知道，释家离开中土，远走海外，去了东海的灵鳌岛。” “释印神输了吗?”乐之扬忍不住问道。 “说不清!”赵世雄轻轻摇头，“只因两人有言在先，所以这一战的胜负，成了一件武林悬案。那日以后，释印神远走海外，灵道人也销声匿迹，直到百年之后，有人在王屋山的石洞里无意中发现了他的遗蜕，遗蜕旁边搁着一只石鱼，地上以指力刻下两行大字：'囊括天地之宝，希夷微妙之道'。灵道石鱼出世以后，惹起了一阵腥风血雨，可是得到石鱼的人，从无一人能够勘破石鱼的秘密，它与'纯阳铁盒'(按，见拙作《昆仑》)并称玄门两大秘宝。后来几经辗转，此物不知所踪，直到玄天观出了叛徒，想借此物升官发财，灵道石鱼方才再度出世……” 说到这儿，赵世雄连声喘息，过了好一会儿才缓过气来，说道：“当时我听了这一席话，心中喜极欲狂。'仙猬功'之强天下皆知，释印神之后，东岛练成此功的高手也不过一人而已。灵道人如果胜得了释印神，那么，他的武功当在'仙猬功'之上，我若练成了他的武功，必能与东岛高手一争长短。想到这儿，我盯着映真道人一言不发。老道惨然一笑，说道：'我知道你的念头，我活在世上，难免泄露你的秘密，赵老弟，记住你的誓言，为本观的弟子报仇!'说完奋力挣起，一头碰死在了一块巨石上面。” 乐之扬听到这儿，心中凄惨，不由得叹了一口气，只听赵世雄接着说道：“我掩埋了映真的尸体，匆匆赶回王宫，一路上猜想，张士诚身为东岛弟子，当然知道灵道石鱼的来历。他让我来取石鱼，又不愿外人知道，其中的居心，无非是想练成灵道人的武功，一举摆脱东岛的辖制。而他的心腹之中，只有我与东岛无关。换在以往，我一定泄露消息，挑唆两方厮杀一场，但为了得到石鱼，我再一次隐忍不发。可是得到石鱼之后，张士诚收藏甚秘，我几次潜入他的内室，均未发现石鱼的踪迹。 “此后又过了几年，朱元璋天纵神武，陆续扫灭群雄，打败陈友谅以后，又向张士诚用兵。张士诚连战连败，不久平江被围，陷人了绝境。城破之前，他将家眷赶到齐云楼上，亲手点火，将妻妾儿女统统烧死。哼，这一套把戏，他瞒得了别人，却瞒不了我，他烧死的多是女眷，两个儿子张天赐和张天意根本不在其间。张士诚不愿断了香火，找了两个替死鬼充数，烧得面目全非，暗地里却把儿