Chapter 25 The 23rd Mysterious Old Man

There is a hut behind the dormitory, and there is a faint sound of water coming from it. He couldn't help but walk over.The door was ajar, and he only took one look, and almost all the blood in his body rushed to the top of his head. The hut behind the dormitory is actually a gorgeously decorated bathroom, the pool is steaming hot, surrounded by carved jade railings, and a large white cloth robe is hung on the railings. A person stood with his back facing him in the bathtub. His snow-white skin was as smooth as satin, his waist was slender, his hips were plump, his slender and straight legs looked like they were carved from white jade.

Fu Hongxue couldn't see her face, he could only see that the three thousand threads of troubles on her head had been shaved clean, and there was still a scar from the ordination on the top. The beauty in the bath was actually a nun. It's not that Fu Hongxue has never seen women, nor has he seen naked women, but a naked nun is another matter entirely. Although the beauty of this nun's body dazzled him, he never dared to take a second look. He rushed out immediately, and after a long time, his heartbeat gradually returned to normal. He immediately had a strange thought in his heart: "Could this nun be Ming Yuexin?"

It's not impossible.After suffering so many setbacks, Ming Yuexin has probably become a nun.But he never had the courage to go back and check. At this moment, he saw another door, the same carved wooden door, which also seemed to be concealed.Whether this room was the one he used to live in, he was completely uncertain. The person living in the house might be Ming Yuexin, or it might be Mrs. Zhuo who has a heart like a snake and a scorpion. Now that he's here, of course he wants to go in and have a look.He knocked first, no answer.Gently pushed the door aside, there was indeed a table of dishes inside.Now is the time to eat, no matter what kind of people have to eat.

A crispy and sweet smell radiated from the door. Among the six dishes on the table, there was indeed a squirrel yellow croaker and a sweet and sour pork ribs. After turning around countless times, he returned to the place where he just started, and he felt relieved.Just about to open the door and walk in, suddenly there was a "bang", and the door was closed inside. A cold woman's voice said through the door: "Who is standing outside sneakily? Go!" Fu Hongxue's heart beat again. He could hear the voice, it was Ming Yuexin's voice.He couldn't help asking: "Ming Yue Xin, is that you?"

After a while, he reported his name again, thinking that Ming Yuexin would definitely open the door. But she said coldly: "I don't recognize you, you go away." Does she have any unavoidable difficulties?Was he being guarded by someone again, afraid to recognize him? Fu Hongxue suddenly slammed on the door forcefully.Carved wooden doors are always much more fragile than unpretentious ones, and they can be opened as soon as they are bumped. He walked over, and there was a person standing in front of the bed looking at him coldly, but it wasn't Ming Yuexin, it was Mrs. Zhuo.

She also looked like she had just come out of the bath, a soft silk scarf had been wrapped around her naked body, and the silk scarf concealed it, making her naked body look more alluring.Fu Hongxue was stunned. Mrs. Zhuo said coldly: "You shouldn't have barged in like this! You should know that I am someone else's wife now." As expected, her voice sounded somewhat similar to Ming Yue Xin's.Fu Hongxue looked directly at her, as if trying to read some secret from her face. Mrs. Zhuo said: "I have sent Zhuo Yuzhen away, why are you still looking for me?" Fu Hongxue said: "Because you are the person I am looking for, you are Ming Yuexin."

There was no sound in the room, and Mrs. Zhuo had no expression on her face, as if she was wearing a mask. Maybe this is her true face, maybe this is not, but these are not important anymore, because Fu Hongxue has now understood that it doesn't matter what she looks like, as long as he already knows that she is Ming Yuexin, this is the most important thing. the most important. She stood motionless, and after an unknown amount of time, she finally let out a long sigh and said, "You are wrong." Fu Hongxue said, "Oh?" Mrs. Zhuo said indifferently: "There is no such person as Ming Yuexin in the world, and Ming Yue has no heart at all."

Fu Hongxue admitted. A bright moon with a heart is like a thornless rose, which only appears in legends and myths. Mrs. Zhuo said: "Maybe you did meet Ming Yuexin in other places before, but that person, just like your former lover Cui Nong, no longer exists." Unforgettable old love, eternal pain, maybe because she knew that he would never dare to face that face again, so she dressed up like that, so that he would never see her disguise. When there is sunshine, she will even put on a mask that always smiles, and then she suddenly disappears, and Ming Yuexin will disappear forever, as if she never existed.

Fu Hongxue said: "It's a pity that you still did one thing wrong. You shouldn't have killed Zhuo Yuzhen." ——How can someone who has no love be jealous?How can there be love between people who have only met each other for half a day? A strange blush had already appeared on Fu Hongxue's pale face, and he said, "You killed her only because you hated me." The noble and elegant expression on her face was gone, and her eyes were suddenly filled with resentment. ——How can there be hatred without love? "Ming Yuexin died for you, but you never even mentioned her; Zhuo Yuzhen hurt you so much, but you have been thinking about her all the time."

She didn't say these words, and she didn't need to say them. She suddenly said loudly: "Yes, I hate you, so I hope you die." She turned around and walked into the back cabin, only to hear a "plop", as if she had jumped into the bath again.But when Fu Hongxue went in to see her, there was no one in the bath, and there was no one in the hut either. The monotonous and short sound of drawing the sword was still ringing, as if it was outside the window, but when the curtains were drawn and the window was set up, there was a stone wall outside, with only a few small holes for ventilation.Looking out from these small holes, it was dark outside, and I didn't know where it was.

How did she go?There was undoubtedly a secret passage in that hut, but Fu Hongxue was too lazy to look for it.He had found the person he was looking for, and he also knew why she wanted to kill Zhuo Yuzhen. The only thing he can do now is to wait, waiting for tomorrow's battle.It's the same to wait here, but he doesn't want to stay here.Pushing open the door and going out, the sound of drawing the sword seemed to be closer in the corridor. He knew that there was absolutely no way for him to rest in peace, and Mrs. Zhuo would never let him go.She would think of ways to disturb him, to make him anxious and restless.Although he didn't feel sorry for her, even though she was the one who was going to disappear, and even though there was no tacit understanding between them, she would never think of these things. When a woman wants to hate a man, she can find hundreds of reasons at any time.Although there are still many unexplainable things in this matter, he no longer wants to think about it.As long as he can defeat Gong Ziyu, all questions will be answered immediately, why should he think too much now? If he is defeated by Gong Ziyu, then there is no need to care about these matters.No matter what the problem is, death is the best answer! At this moment, he found another door, and the sound of drawing a sword was inside the door. This time he was sure that the sound of drawing the sword was indeed coming from this door. He reached out to push the door, and as soon as his fingers touched it, he found that the carved door was actually made of steel. The door was bolted from the inside, and he couldn't push it open, nor could he knock it open, and there was no answer to knocking on the door.Just when he was about to give up, he suddenly found that the brass ring on the door was particularly shiny, and it was obvious that someone's hand was often caressing it. The brass ring is not a woman's breast, nor is it a plaything.No one plays with a brass ring very often if there is no special reason. He found out the reason at once.He turned the copper ring left and right, tried dozens of times, and finally found the correct answer. The iron gate opened immediately. The sound of drawing the sword also stopped immediately! When he entered the house, he didn't see the man who drew the sword, but he saw a huge treasure that he had never seen in his life. Pearls, emeralds, crystals, cat's eyes, and other unknown gems filled the room. A room much larger than anyone imagined.In the eyes of their owners, these priceless gems, pearls and jade, are not worth cherishing, so there is not even a box in the house, piles of jewels, like piles of shiny garbage, piled up in disorder. around. There was an iron cabinet in the corner with a huge iron lock on it.What is hidden inside?Is it more precious than these jewels? To open this iron cabinet, you must first unlock the iron lock on it, and you must have a key to unlock the lock. But there is a kind of person in the world who can open a lock without a key.Although there are not too few such people, they are not many.What's more, this lock is very delicately made. The craftsman who made it once boasted that there will never be more than three people in the world who can open it without a key, because he only knows the three most famous locks in the world today. She is a clever thief, but she doesn't know that there is a fourth person in this world. Fu Hongxue was the fourth person. He quickly opened the lock.There is only a sword and an account book in the cabinet. A bright red sword, red as blood. Fu Hongxue's pupils contracted, of course he recognized that it was Yan Nanfei's Rose Sword. "The sword is with the people, but the sword destroys the people!" His sword is here, what about others? The ledgers were worn out, and someone had obviously been looking at them a lot.Why is such a dilapidated account book worth cherishing so much? He turned a page at random and found the answer.On this page it says: After only reading these few lines, Fu Hongxue's hands were already cold. In front of Gong Ziyu, no matter what kind of mistakes you make, the result is the same. die!Only death can solve one thing fundamentally. Gong Ziyu will never let anyone have a chance to make a second mistake, let alone revenge.What this ledger symbolizes is his power, a power that kills and dominates everything. Of course, this kind of power is far more tempting than jewelry and wealth! ——As long as you can overcome, everything is yours, including all wealth, glory and power! Heroes throughout the ages have fought hard and hard, and they did not hesitate to turn their bones into mountains and their blood into rivers. For what? Who can resist this temptation? Fu Hongxue let out a long breath, raised his head, and suddenly saw a pair of eyes looking at him from inside the iron cabinet. Originally there was only an account book and a sword in the iron cabinet, but now a pair of sharper eyes than Li Feng suddenly appeared. The four-foot-square iron cabinet suddenly became dark and deep, so deep that it could not see the bottom, and these eyes were looking at him in the darkest place. Fu Hongxue couldn't help but took two steps back, his palms were already covered in cold sweat.Of course he knew that there was a door on the other side of the iron cabinet, and there was a person outside the door. Now the door over there is also opened, and this person suddenly appears. However, he was still unavoidably surprised to see such a pair of eyes suddenly appearing in the darkness.Then he immediately saw this person's face: a wrinkled face, his beard and hair were already white, and he was already an old man who had experienced weather; but his eyes were still young, full of infinite wisdom and tension. The old man smiled and said, "I know you are Yeyan, you must have seen that I am an old man." Fu Hongxue nodded. The old man said: "This is the first time you have seen me, and it is also the first time I have seen you with my own eyes. I only hope this is not the last time." Fu Hongxue said, "You also want me to defeat Gong Ziyu?" The old man said: "At least I don't want you to die." Fu Hongxue said, "What good does it do you for me to live?" The old man said: "There is no benefit, I only hope that this battle can be truly fair." Fu Hongxue said, "Oh?" The old man said: "This battle is only fair if the real strong wins." His smile disappeared, and his aging face immediately became solemn and majestic.Only those who have always been accustomed to wielding power will have a tough expression. He continued slowly: "It's only natural for the strong to own everything. Only the truly strong are worthy of it." Fu Hongxue looked at his change in surprise, and couldn't help but ask, "Do you think I'm better than him?" The old man said: "At least you are the only one who has the chance to defeat him, but you are too nervous and tired right now." Fu Hongxue admitted.He'd been trying to keep himself calm and collected, but he couldn't. The old man said: "There are still eight hours before your duel. If you can't completely relax yourself, your body will be cold tomorrow." He didn't let Fu Hongxue speak, and continued, "Go out from here and turn right three times. In a room on the left, there is a woman lying on the bed waiting for you." Fu Hongxue said, "Who?" The old man said: "You don't need to ask who she is, and you don't need to know why she waits for you!" His voice also became sharp and cold! "A man like you should use all the women in the world as tools." Fu Hongxue said, "Tools?" The old man said: "She is the only tool that can make you relax." Fu Hongxue was silent. The old man said: "If you don't do this, turn left three times after you go out, and you can find a house." Fu Hongxue said, "What's in that room?" The old man said: "The coffin." Fu Hongxue clenched the handle of the knife tightly, and said, "Who are you? Why do you order me?" The old man laughed again, still so mysterious and treacherous. Just as the smile appeared, his face had disappeared into the darkness as if it had never been there. Fu Hongxue passed through piles of jewels, and walked out the door without looking back.In his eyes, these priceless jewels were nothing more than piles of rubbish. After he went out, he immediately turned left. After turning left three times, he saw a door. In an empty room, only a coffin was placed.The high-quality nanmu coffin, the length and size, seemed to be made according to Fu Hongxue's figure. There was also a set of black underwear on the coffin lid, and the size was of course completely suitable for his figure. These were specially prepared for him, and every point was thought out very carefully.This isn't the first time they've done this. He could even imagine that after his death, a new page would be added to the ledger—— Fu Hongxue came to visit on X month X, nervous and tired, arrogant and stupid, and the son was very happy. On X, X, Fu Hongxue died by the sword. Of course he can't see these accounts himself, and those who can see them must be very happy. The coffin was cold and hard, the new paint gleaming in the dark. He suddenly turned around and walked out, first turning into the room where the treasure was hidden, and there was another monotonous and short sound of drawing a sword. He didn't stop, turned right three more times, and pushed open a door on the left. It was dark inside the door, nothing could be seen, but a faint fragrance could be smelled. He went in and closed the door.He knew where the bed was, and he could already hear his own heartbeat. Is there really someone in the bed?Who is it? He couldn't use a living person as a tool, but he also knew that the old man was telling the truth. This is indeed the most effective way for a person to relax his tension. It was very quiet in the house.At last he heard a man's breathing: light and even, like the breeze blowing across the prairie in spring. He couldn't help asking tentatively, "Who are you? Why are you waiting for me?" no respond. He had to walk over.The bed was warm and soft, and when he stretched out his hand, he found a warmer and softer body, as smooth as satin. She is completely naked.His fingers lightly touched her smooth and flat belly, and the sound of breathing immediately became rapid. He asked again, "Do you know who I am?" There was still no response, but a pair of hands grabbed him. The long life of abstinence has made him sensitive and impulsive. After all, he is a man in his prime, and his body has changed. The rapid breathing has turned into a moan of ecstasy, pulling him gently.He suddenly sank into a deep and warm joy. Her body is as warm and sweet as a grassland in spring, not only enduring but also giving. In a vague obsession, he seemed to recall the situation when he first accepted this joy: that time was also in the dark, and the woman was also mature and longing.But what she gave was not for love, but for turning him into a man, because that was the eve of his preparation for revenge. When he woke up the next day, he really felt more fulfilled and more energetic than ever. Life is a wonderful thing, "consuming" can sometimes make people more fulfilling. The wet prairie writhed and squirmed. He stretched out his hand, and suddenly found that this completely naked woman had a silk scarf wrapped around her head. What is this for?Wouldn't she want him to stroke her hair?Or is it because she has no hair at all? Thinking of the snow-white Shengmei's back in the bath, he couldn't help feeling guilty, but this feeling of guilt made him feel even more exciting. So he was completely immersed in a kind of joyful carnal desire that he had never had before, and he was finally completely relaxed. He finally woke up. He has never slept so sweetly for many years, but when he wakes up, there is no one around him, the fragrance is still lingering on the pillow, but all the singing has become untraceable like a spring dream. There was actually light in the room, food was set on the table, and a snow-white robe was still hanging on the railing by the pool in the back hut. Is this woman really— He forbade himself to think about it any further. After soaking in warm water for half an hour and eating a little, he felt full, satisfied and energetic again, and felt that he had enough strength to face everything. Just then, the door opened. Mrs. Zhuo stood at the door, looked at him coldly, her beautiful eyes were full of ridicule, and said coldly: "Are you ready?" Fu Hongxue nodded. Mrs. Zhuo said: "Okay, you come with me." The sound of drawing the sword had stopped, and the corridor was as silent as a tomb. Mrs. Zhuo is in front, with a soft waist and graceful posture, she looks noble and charming. But at this moment, in Fu Hongxue's eyes, she was just an ordinary woman, no different from all other women in the world. Because he was completely calm, as cold as a blade, as quiet as a rock. He must be calm.Gong Ziyu was waiting for him at the front door, which was probably the last door he would walk through in his life. Mrs. Zhuo had stopped, turned to look at him, suddenly smiled, and said: "If you want to escape now, I can still show you a way out." Her smile is noble and elegant, and her voice is soft and sweet. But Fu Hongxue could no longer see or hear.He pushed open the door and walked straight in, his walking posture still so clumsy and ridiculous. But nothing in the world could stop him.He still held his knife tightly in his hand, of course. Pale hand, black knife! Gong Ziyu didn't hold the sword in his hand, the sword was on the stone platform beside him. A bright red sword, red as blood. He leaned on the stone platform, quietly waiting for Fu Hongxue to come over. He still wore the terrifying bronze mask on his face, but his cold eyes were more terrifying than the mask. But Fu Hongxue didn't seem to have seen it, neither this person nor the sword.He has reached the state of forgetting both things and me, at least this is what he requires of himself-no life and death, no victory or defeat, no one, no self.This is not only the highest state of being a human being, but also the highest state of martial arts.Only when the state of mind is completely ethereal and clear can one perform a sword technique that transcends everything.Not only to go beyond the constraints of form, but also to go beyond the limit of speed. Can he really do this?Of all the masters and master craftsmen throughout the ages, who can do this? The torch burns high. Under the flickering firelight, the bronze mask on Gong Ziyu's face seemed to have life, and his expression seemed to be changing. His eyes were absolutely calm, and he suddenly asked, "Have you decided to give up?" Fu Hongxue said, "Give up what?" Gong Ziyu said: "Give up the right to choose witness!" Fu Hongxue remained silent, and after a long time, he slowly said, "I just want to find someone." Gong Ziyu said: "Who?" Fu Hongxue said: "An old man in an iron cabinet." There was a strange change in Gong Ziyu's eyes, but he immediately regained his composure and said, "I don't know who you are talking about." In fact, of course he knew, but Fu Hongxue didn't argue, and immediately said: "Then I give up." Gong Ziyu seemed to be relieved, and said: "In this case, I have to let the six people I found come to be witnesses." Fu Hongxue said, "Very good." Mrs. Zhuo said: "The first person is me, do you object?" Fu Hongxue shook his head. Gong Ziyu said: "The second is Boss Chen." Immediately someone shouted outside the door! "Boss Chen please." Those who can bear witness to this battle are of course very prestigious.There are not many people with this qualification. But Boss Chen seems to be an ordinary and vulgar person. Although there is a very kind smile on his fat round face, he still can't hide the fear in his heart.Gong Ziyu said: "Of course you know this boss Chen." Fu Hongxue said, "Boss Chen also recognizes you." Boss Chen immediately apologized and said with a smile: "I recognize it, we met at the Phoenix Fair a year ago." ——Desolate dead town, dilapidated signboards swaying in the wind. —Old wine. ——Chen's old shop. Of course Fu Hongxue recognized this person, but he didn't seem to hear him at all. Gong Ziyu didn't care, but asked Boss Chen indifferently: "You guys know each other well?" Boss Chen Da said: "It can't be considered very familiar, the left and right have only met once." Gong Ziyu said: "I only saw it once, you will remember it!" Boss Chen hesitated, and said: "Because since this guest officer came to the small shop, the small shop has been destroyed, and the Phoenix Collection has also been destroyed, I..." He seemed to suddenly feel his throat was dry, and he coughed non-stop, exposing the veins all over his head, but tears seemed to flow from his eyes. Fortunately, Gong Ziyu waved his hand and said, "Please sit down." Mrs. Zhuo immediately supported him, and said softly: "Let's sit over there. If you leave the green hills there, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. You don't have to worry about the past." Boss Chen said: "I don't... I won't..." Before he could finish his sentence, he burst into tears. It is not uncommon for two invincible masters to duel, but witnesses are weeping loudly. Gong Ziyu remained calm, and said calmly: "Boss Chen is not only honest and honest, but also well-informed. There is nothing better than being a witness!" Fu Hongxue said, "Yes." He spoke very calmly, as if it was a matter of course. Gong Ziyu didn't show any disappointment either, and said, "The third one is Mr. Ni Baofeng, the owner of Cangzhen Pavilion." Immediately someone shouted outside the door! "Please Mr. Ni." An old man in brocade clothes walked in with his head held high. When he looked at Fu Hongxue, his eyes were full of resentment and hatred. No matter what kind of person it is, if it sees the person who killed its own children standing in front of it, it is no longer easy to sit down without making a sound. Ni Baofeng had already sat down, sitting beside the tearful Boss Chen, his eyes were still staring at Fu Hongxue. Gong Ziyu said: "Old Mr. Ni is a martial arts senior, not only recognizes treasures, but also knows people." Fu Hongxue said, "I know." Gong Ziyu said: "It is our honor to invite Mr. Ni to be our witness." Fu Hongxue said, "Yes." Gong Ziyu said: "You don't object to my invitation to these three witnesses?" Fu Hongxue shook his head. Gong Ziyu said: "The competition between masters is just like chess between national players. If you miss a move, you will lose the whole game, so you can't even affect your mood in the slightest." Fu Hongxue said, "I know." Gong Ziyu said: "They didn't affect you?" Fu Hongxue said, "No." Gong Ziyu looked at him, but there was no hint of disappointment in his eyes. Fu Hongxue also had no expression on his face.Whether these three were his enemies, his lovers, crying or laughing, he didn't care about them at all, because he didn't hear or see them at all. Whether this duel was fair or unfair, he didn't care at all. Mrs. Zhuo looked at him from a distance, and Ni Baofeng and Boss Chen also looked at him. Everyone looked very strange, and I don't know whether it was surprise, fear, or admiration. Gong Ziyu remained expressionless, and said, "The fourth is Master Ruyi from Mount Jiuhua." Of course someone shouted outside the door! "Master Ruyi please." Seeing this person walking in slowly, Fu Hongxue's expression changed, as if an unbeaten embankment suddenly collapsed.