Chapter 18 Chapter Eighteen

early morning. heavy rain. Amidst the pattering rain, water drops cascaded down from the slanted eaves of the temple, weaving a stream of flowing water in front of Feng Xinglie. The coolness brought by the rain made his spiritual altar refreshed, just like the temple in the mountains. superior. The raindrops hit the mud, the plants, and the water droplets splashed. Every scene seemed to contain some kind of indescribable truth. The calm female voice said solemnly behind him: "Master Feng, be careful of the morning rain and autumn cold. If you accidentally catch a cold, it will not be good for your weak body."

Feng Xinglie's eyes moved from bottom to top, crossed the green tiles on the top of the temple wall, and sent them into the far distance under the misty mountains and rain. I am really going to die, and no one can bring it back." Xuan Jingni said lightly: "There are still many things in the world waiting for the benefactor Feng to do. If the benefactor is so depressed, how can he be worthy of Master Guangdu who sent you here? If he hadn't come forward, how could our Kongshan Hermitage be destroyed by two hundred people?" The practice of not entertaining male guests for many years will take you in."

Although Feng Xinglie didn't look back, he could imagine Xuan Jingni's pretty face. She is so young and beautiful, why does she want to become a nun?She is also the hostess of this famous temple. There must be a twist in the story. "Wind benefactor!" Feng Xinglie sighed and said: "I don't want to thank you for your kindness. These days I have been idle and bored. I have borrowed a lot of scriptures from the Buddhist hall, and I am quite enlightened. If there is a fate, there is nothing to force it." In his heart What was thinking was Jin Bingyun, where is she?Do you miss him as much as he does?

Xuan Jingni said softly: "Heaven will send a great mission to the people, how can it be a comfortable thing, if the benefactor does not raise his ambition, how can martial arts return to the past?" Feng Xinglie suddenly turned around, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "Even if my martial arts return to the old view, even better than before, how can I beat Pang Ban! There is no one in the world who can beat him!" Xuan Jingni saw the deep hatred towards Pang Ban in his eyes, and secretly lamented the entanglement of grievances and resentments in the world, like a silkworm spinning silk, it will not rest until death!There was no reason to feel pity and compassion for this troubled Junxiu young martial arts master in his heart.

Su Xinglie suddenly realized his gaffe, stepped back and lowered his hands and said, "Master, please forgive Feng for being disrespectful." Xuan Jingni said nonchalantly, "Master Feng, go back to your room and rest!" Feng Xinglie looked around at this independent courtyard in the southern area of ​​the Kongshan Hermitage, it was quiet and quiet, all the nuns living here moved to other courtyards because of his arrival, except for the two old nuns who waited on him for several meals a day, Only Xuan Jing came to check on the progress of his recovery from time to time. Xuan Jingni slightly annoyed: "The benefactor of the wind!"

Feng Xinglie looked at her in surprise. The most impressive thing about her is her clear and straight eyebrows, bright eyes, and a face that seems to have never been affected by emotions, which reminds people of a beautiful white paper that has never been stained by writing. The plain cassock on her body further highlights her detached identity that is not stained with common dust. This is the first time Feng Xinglie has seen such a slightly angry expression these days. Xuan Jingni clasped her hands together, and the string of Buddhist beads hanging between her fingers rang softly, she lowered her head and said, "The poor nun is angry, it's a sin!"

A strange thought flashed in Feng Xinglie's mind, he wondered if he had to suppress his true nature like this even if he entered the Buddhist sect, if she could smile sweetly, she must be very pretty.Of course, he couldn't express this offensive and disrespectful thought, and said apologetically: "It's not good to be a subordinate, and offended the master. Feng has been here for a long time, so he should go!" Xuan Jingni said indifferently: "The benefactor Feng has no ability to protect himself now. If anything happens on the way, it will be difficult for us to explain to Jing Nian Zen. According to our latest news, Pang Ban's black and white servants are trying their best to find him. Your whereabouts, that's why Guangdu gave up even the idea of ​​visiting you, let alone bringing you back to the Zen Buddhism."

Feng Xinglie bowed respectfully to her and said: "I have made up my mind and wrote a letter. If Guangdu asks about it in the future, you can show him the letter and the matter will be clear." Xuan Jingni said calmly: "The benefactor is going away, how can the poor man not know, just now I went to the benefactor's quiet room to look, and I found the letter to Master Guangdu and the clothes bag I picked up, but according to Master Guangdu As I said, the safety of the benefactor involves the misfortune and blessings of the world, so if the benefactor really wants to leave, please think twice."

Feng Xinglie wryly smiled and said: "Where can I hide, Pang Ban's power is constantly expanding, and one day I will find here, and then I will involve Master and other people who are indifferent to the world, how can I be happy? Master Please." An indescribable look flashed across Xuan Jingni's eyes, and she lowered her head to prevent Feng Xinglie from seeing it, and said softly: "The benefactor has made up his mind to go, so naturally I will not stop it, as the benefactor said, there is nothing in the world Being able to get out of the chance, coming is also a fate, and going is also a fate, the benefactor cherishes it."

Feng Xinglie laughed and said: "It's fate to come, and fate to go!" But there was no joy or excitement in his voice. Xuan Jingni watched him take out his small luggage from the room, put up his umbrella, and disappeared outside the misty door. "Snapped!" The slender hand holding the string of Buddhist beads abruptly broke the string of Buddhist beads and one of the beads. Dozens of Buddhist beads fell to the ground. Bouncing like drops of water outside the porch. There was a ding ding dong sound. But she still doesn't know. He only fixed his eyes on Mengmeng Shanyu where Feng Xinglie disappeared.

After Han Bai and Jin Bingyun broke up, they drove all night and came to the official road at dawn. There was no one on the road. Han Bai thought to himself, could it be that God really wanted to help me, and no one from Pang Ban would be able to bump into him. When he was with Jin Bingyun, Pang Ban might not move him, but after leaving Jin Bingyun, Pang Ban had no reason to let him go. After walking for a while, there was still no one to be seen. Can't help but feel suspicious. Why didn't a person rushing to the market disappear. Han Bai snorted coldly and stood still. A handsome but handsome young man dressed as a scribe slowly stepped out of the forest and came to the center of the official road, and said politely: "Brother has a magnificent personality, and he can hold you in our hands." Robbing Miss Bingyun, openly challenging the mage, it is not ordinary, dare to ask Gao's name?" Han Bai said: "Han Bo, who is Pang Ban's son?" The scribe smiled gently and said, "I am Fang Yeyu, the second apprentice of the magician, I'm sorry." Han Bai didn't expect him to be so gentle and polite, even though he was hostile, he still liked him, and asked, "Where is the magician?" Fang Yeyu laughed and said: "Brother Han is indeed very ambitious, but unfortunately the family and teachers are busy, so I couldn't come to meet Brother Han, so I have to let the apprentice do the work for the teacher." If it was someone else, he would have been furious, but However, Fang Yeyu still had the demeanor of a modest and good son. Han Baisong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You really are not Pang Ban, how can a magician be as young as you." Fang Yeyu was very surprised, this person should be a man of wisdom and courage, why did he not conceal his fear of Pang Ban, and he looked like an immature person, he said in surprise: "Since Brother Han is so afraid of the family teacher, why do you want to be so afraid of Pang Ban?" openly against him?" Han Baili said naturally: "If you are afraid, you will still be afraid, and if you are right, you will be right. How can you not dare to do anything because you are afraid." Fang Yeyu thought to himself, if this guy is not a fool, he is a real hero. Han Bai looks like twenty-three or four, or twenty-one or two. He should have some experience in the world, why is he never heard of it? ?Yin said: "Brother Han is a master of which sect?" Han Bai was stunned and said, "I don't know either." Fang Yeyu calmly, patted the two short halberds hanging behind his back, and said with a smile: "Brother Han doesn't want to say anything, so I can only ask Gao Ming to find out the origin of Brother Han's family from under Brother Han's hands. Brother Han, please!" Han Bai didn't expect that everyone said it well, and he hit it as soon as he said it!Taking a step back in shock, he intervened and said, "It's not fair, it's not fair!" Fang Yeyu was stunned and said, "If Brother Han thinks it's unfair, I can just learn with bare hands." Han Bai frowned and said, "This is still unfair." Fang Yeyu was surprised and said, "What's so unfair about this, brother Han please advise." Han Bai said calmly: "Mr. Fang's twin halberds are portable weapons. If you discard them and don't use them, you will not be able to fully display your martial arts. On the contrary, I am used to empty-handed, and you will use up my strengths. Of course, it is extremely unfair to you." Fang Yeyu stared at him for a while as if looking at a monster, and sighed: "Brother Han is neither on the left nor on the right, but I can't let you leave just like this. The real teacher is very embarrassing." Han Bai saw that he was still calm and graceful in front of his own hateful enemy, he couldn't help secretly heartbroken. From this, he pushed his apprentice and his teacher, so it can be seen that Pang Ban is also a hero with great vigor. He giggled, and said embarrassedly: "Anyway, you have two halberds in your back, why don't you lend me one for a fair decisive battle." This kind of proposal was thanks to him, Han Bai, who could say it out loud. Fang Yeyu didn't think about it at all, and said in amazement: "Brother Han obviously lacks actual combat experience. Isn't it even more disadvantageous to suddenly use other people's weapons?" This time it was Han Bai's turn to wonder, "How do you know that my brother lacks actual combat experience?" Fang Yeyu sneered: "What's so strange about this? If Brother Han went to the world and shocked the world, why should I ask Brother Han for his name?" Han Bai was stunned. On the one hand, he was secretly surprised that Fang Yeyu had a meticulous mind, but on the other hand, he secretly laughed that no matter what supernatural powers the other party had, he would not have guessed Chi Zunxin's bizarre means of making himself a master. Fang Yeyu suddenly let out a long whistle. manually. White light flashes. A short stainless steel halberd three feet eight inches long was inserted three inches in front of Han Bai's feet. The tip of the halberd sank to the depth of the soil, no more, no less, just enough to support the straight body of the halberd. Han Bai was stunned. It's just this move that made him know that the opponent is difficult to provoke. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the handle of the short halberd, but he couldn't pull it out. A strange and indescribable feeling passed from the body of the halberd into his hand. Although Han Bai could not see or hear it, he could feel the murderous aura of the short halberd, every fight that the short halberd had experienced, and a tragic emotion surged in his heart. The short halberd came out of the ground, and suddenly there were thousands of green lights in the air, and it was suddenly withdrawn in front of Han Bai, and turned back into the three-foot-eight-inch short halberd that was calmly held in the right hand. The shock in Fang Yeyu's heart was indeed indescribable. You must know that his famous "Three Eight Halberds" are made from the mysterious "black iron" that is said to come from the sky at the bottom of the North Sea. Dark iron is also several times heavier than ordinary fine iron, so don't underestimate this short halberd, which weighs one hundred and fifty-seven catties. Ordinary people may not be able to stick it up with both hands. But when Han Bai wielded the short halberd, he was so chic and calm, as if he picked up an embroidery needle and sewed the most delicate and exquisite patterns in the void, and he was very familiar with the "halberd nature" like he once watched the short halberd being born. . Han Bai sighed: "Good guy! These thick spiral stripes on the handle make holding it enjoyable." He was responsible for the maintenance of the Han family's arsenal since he was a child, and his affection for weapons is so deep that not many people can match it. superior. Fang Yeyu said enthusiastically, "Could it be that brother Han is also a master of halberds?" Han Bai shook his head and smiled wryly, "I don't know what kind of weapon I use, I just feel that all of them are very good." Fang Anyu seemed to have completely forgotten that Han Bai was his great enemy, and said with a slight smile: "Brother Han, do you know? Although I am only twenty-eight this year, I have a lot of experience in fighting life and death, but I have never tried anything like that." Right now, before the battle, you know the truth of the opponent so clearly." Han Bai was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said, "I understand, I understand." Fang Yeyu smiled even wider. He suddenly realized that he liked Han Bai quite a bit. He seemed innocent, but in fact he was extremely intelligent. Han Baidao: "As for the knowledge of the halberd in my younger brother's hand, no one is better than Mr. Fang, so just by watching me dance with multiple hands, Mr. Fang can figure out my weight. I don't know Mr. Fang's chances of winning. high?" Fang Yeyu smiled wryly, "It's just a calculation." Then the wry smile turned into arrogance hanging on his lips, and he said coldly: "But if the halberd in your hand returns to my hand, use the pair of halberds against Brother Han's empty hand , Brother Han can support more than a hundred tricks, which is already an unusual number." Han Bai's heart became hot, his pride surged, and he said loudly: "Then I will return the halberd to you! If you block your tricks, let's see." Fang Yeyu shouted: "Absolutely not!" Han Bai frowned and said, "Mr. Fang, do you want to choose the easy and the difficult?" Fang Yeyu said frankly: "To tell you the truth, Brother Han, I love you for your talent, so I want to change the way to compete with Brother Han." Han Bai was a little touched and said: "It would be the best not to meet the young master with swords." With a kind nature, he couldn't help but be moved by the outstanding figure in front of him who had inherited the shadow of the magician Pang Ban. There is a heart of sympathy and sympathy. Fang Yeyu said: "Brother Han decides the way of the game, and Fang will always accompany him. If Brother Han loses, he will submit to my teacher and be my number one subordinate; if Brother Han wins, Fang will act as my teacher." I pardon your crime of kidnapping Miss Bingyun, and I will not pursue it any longer, Brother Han, please decide with one word whether you accept this condition." The meaning of the words is full of arrogance. Han Bai frowned and said: "Even if I empty-handed the other son's halberds, the worst would be defeat and death, but compared to being your subordinate, there are always more ways to do it, not to mention that I can't think of giving up my hands at all. Apart from seeing the real chapter, what other methods can be adopted?" Fang Ye said confidently: "Brother Han's experience in the Jianghu is a little shallow after all. Although Fang appeared alone, he has already laid a net here. It is only the ten evil spirits trained by the teacher himself, which can make Brother Han drink in hatred. So, Brother Han, can you believe it?" Han Bai said: "I can feel it even if you don't tell me. Just now when I held the halberd in my hand, I thought about running away immediately, but I faintly felt that Brother Fang had a master in the dark, so I dispelled this idea, so why don't you believe it? Mr. Fang said; the strange thing is that you were planning to fight me alone just now, why did you change your mind now and make your subordinates besiege me?" Fang Yeyu smiled and said: "You will know this truth in the future. Since you can't think of a way to compete, it's better for Fang to draw the road and see how you respect it." Han Bai thought for a while and said, "My lord, why don't you tell me!" Fang Yeyu said solemnly: "From now on, I will remove all the people monitoring Brother Han and let Brother Han hide. After three days, I will use all my manpower and material resources to hunt down Brother Han. If I can catch Brother Han within three months If you capture him alive, Brother Han will lose, otherwise Fang will lose, what do you think Brother Han will do?" Han Bai was very moved when he heard that, let alone whether Fang Yeyu could really find him, even if he was found, it would be easier said than done to capture him alive. It's time to play." Fang Yeyu saw that although his expression was like a child's, he was already familiar with it, smiled slightly, and floated back. Han Bai raised his short halberd and shouted, "Your halberd!" Fang Yeyu's voice came from far away: "One day Fang's single halberd can't beat Brother Han's single halberd, so this big halberd will be handed over to Brother Han for safekeeping." Han Bai watched Fang Yeyu disappear around the corner of the official road, with a look of admiration in his eyes. Fang Yeyu is worthy of a Pang Ban's disciple, his actions are upright and generous, which is admirable and unpredictable. With a long howl, he disappeared into the forest. Games start. Assuming Han Bai loses, he will never want to challenge the magician Pang Ban again in this life. Thirty miles upstream of Longdu River. A huge boat came out of the wind, and it was the flagship "Nujiao" of the Nujiao Gang. Before the boat was moored to the shore, a group of people jumped out of the boat and landed on the shore, meeting dozens of people rushing along the shore. The ones who jumped off the boat were of course Ling Zhantian and Pang Guozhi who came to help. Seeing that everyone was safe and sound, Ling Zhantian changed his usual calmness and exclaimed excitedly, "Little Eagle!" Shangguan Ying, who was running up, was startled, stopped and said, "Second Uncle, you have never called me by my baby name in the past ten years!" Ling Zhantian froze, stopped five feet in front of Shangguan Ying, and murmured: "It's been ten years, and I haven't heard you call me second uncle for a long time." The two looked at each other. Suddenly they looked up to the sky and laughed. Although the two generations of the upper and lower generations gave up their prejudices and got along in harmony three years ago, they had more than enough respect for each other and not enough love. , finally revived. Ling Zhantian sighed: "It's still that little devil." Various scenes of teasing Shangguan Ying when he was young flooded his mind. Shangguan Ying said excitedly: "As long as I can get my second uncle's words, Xiao Ying feels that the risks I have taken these days are not in vain." Ling Zhantian snorted coldly and said, "I have advised you not to leave Nujiao Island casually." Shangguan Ying endured the joy in his heart and said solemnly: "Xiaoying is guilty!" Ling Zhantian let out a "huh" and said, "Where is Big Brother?" Zhai Yushi said respectfully: "Lang Shouzuo said he would catch up with us." Ling Zhantian shook his head in dissatisfaction, turned his eyes to Qi Changzheng, and said strangely: "Long Zheng! You are always the most talkative, why haven't I heard a word from you until now?" Ling Zhantian was obviously in a good mood, otherwise he wouldn't have gone against the usual practice of making fun of these juniors. Qi Changzheng said solemnly: "Clan leader and vice-chairman, Qi Changzheng has a request, please agree." This time even Zhai Yushi and Shangguan Ying were stunned, they could all hear the resoluteness in Qi Changzheng's tone. Ling Zhantian's expression darkened and he said, "It's best not to say anything unpleasant." He also felt that the matter was unusual. Qi Changzheng said resolutely: "This matter must be said, must be done!" Ling Zhantian's expression turned from heavy to cold, and he looked at Qi Changzheng coldly. Among all the juniors, he likes this bright and upright young man the most. This young man is hard but soft, rough but delicate, and he is a rare talent in martial arts. Shangguan Ying said: "Speak out if you have something to say! Why be coy?" Zhai Yushi interjected and said, "The courage of the common man, you must think twice before going on the Long March." Qi Changzheng sighed: "When it rains, you must be the roundworm in my belly, otherwise why can't I hide anything from you." Shangguan Ying suddenly came to his senses, his face darkened, and he said angrily, "What? Are you going to settle accounts with Ma Junsheng?" Qi Changzheng laughed and said: "This unrighteous person has risked causing me to ruin the lives of the gang leader and all the brothers. If Qi doesn't take his head, how can he still have the audacity to stay in the Nujiao Gang?" Qu Yushi said slowly: "Regardless of success or failure, have you ever thought about the consequences?" Among the younger generation of the Eight Factions Alliance, Ma Junsheng's power is at the height of the sky, even if Qi Changzheng wins, it will only provoke a deep enmity with Bai Dao, and the fight will never be peaceful. Especially now that the Angry Dragon Gang is in a difficult situation of isolation and helplessness, the problem is even more serious. Qi Changzheng said: "Right and wrong are black and white, there is a fair judgment." Shangguan Ying remained silent, how could he not know Qi Changzheng's character, if he did not approve Qi Changzheng's trip, Qi Changzheng would never be happy again. Although Ling Zhantian didn't know the cause of the incident, he had already guessed a little bit, and shouted: "I don't agree!" "Zhantian! Let him go!" Everyone was stunned and looked towards the river where the voice came from. A big man sat up from the waist-high green grass beside the river with a jug, and it was the "Rain-Overturning Sword" that moved the world. Qi Changzheng's whole body trembled, and he called out, "Uncle!" Lang Fanyun gulped down a sip of wine, and said coldly: "Don't talk any more, kid! Ask the leader for instructions." Qi Changzheng came to Shangguan Ying, and was about to kneel down, but Shangguan Ying had already supported him, and said lightly: "Long March is precious!" Qi Changzheng stared deeply at Shangguan Ying for a moment, let out a long cry, retreated, and disappeared into the woods beside the river in an instant. Lang Fanyun hurriedly stood up, and said calmly: "If this son does not die within three years, his achievements will surpass the 'left-handed sword' Feng Han, and become the number one master of swordsmanship today." There was a burst of excitement in everyone's hearts, Qi Changzheng died without regrets to be praised by Lang Fanyun. Ling Zhantian was stunned and said, "Brother's opinion, I absolutely agree, but the chances of him coming back alive are too small." Shangguan Ying remained silent, his eyes flickering with worry. Lang Fanyun smiled slightly and said: "Only those who are capable can surpass others. How can a knife that has not been tempered by fire keep its sharpness; how can a person without pain and bleeding keep its sharpness." After he finished speaking, he took another sip of wine and said calmly: "Okay, let's go home!" Ling Zhantian looked at him in astonishment. Zhai Yushi lowered his head to avoid Ling Zhantian's gaze. He also saw through the reason behind Lang Fanyun's return home just like Ling Zhantian did, but he didn't want Ling Zhantian to know that his intelligence had reached this level. , Zhai Yushi always restrained his edge, it almost became a habit. Lang Fanyun decides to challenge Pang Ban, a magician whom no one in the world dares to provoke. Ling Zhantian said: "Brother and Pang Ban are on the verge of a battle, it is inevitable, so I will go back to the island with my brother to drink and drink for ten days and ten nights, I wish my brother victory." Lang Fanyun laughed dumbly and said: "It's too early to tell whether you will win or lose, but when it comes to drinking, you must not be able to drink me. I'm afraid Susu won't let you come and drink like this with me." Shangguan Ying felt excited. Ling Zhantian is Lang Fanyun's true confidant. From Lang Fanyun's words, he guessed that before the decisive battle with Pang Ban, Lang Fanyun wanted to relive the things that he and his deceased wife had spent together before life: Guyun on the island, Dongting The night moon, the sound of the waves hitting the oars, and the cold dew wet the clothes. So he's going home.