Chapter 10 The ninth chapter is as steady as a rock

dusk. The setting sun slanted in through the small window and shone on Fu Hongxue's legs, reminding him of the warm and soft hands that caressed his thighs the night before. He lay on the bed, too tired to take off his boots. But just think of those hands, that woman, that silky-smooth skin, that strong and slender leg, and the strange movements of the leg... A strange impulse would immediately arouse in him. He knows how to deal with the urge. He did. But now he was different, because he had had a woman, a real woman. He shouldn't have thought about it—his training was probably tougher than any man in the world.

But he's also a man, with this damn sunset, and he can't think of anything else - he's too tired. When did the rain stop? Why is the sunset after a shower always so warm? He jumped out of bed and rushed out! He needs to vent, but he can only endure it! The street is very quiet. The residents in the mountain city seem to have seen that something amazing is about to happen in this place. Even those who usually like to wander the streets would rather hide at home and hold their children. Ye Kai stood under the eaves, looking at the mud on the street, as if he was thinking about a difficult problem to solve.

Then he saw Fu Hongxue coming out from the alley opposite. He smiled and greeted him, but Fu Hongxue didn't seem to see him, his pale face seemed to be flushed with excitement, and his eyes were fixed on a narrow door opposite. The lantern on the door was lit. Fu Hongxue's eyes seemed to be burning like this lamp. Holding his knife tightly in his hand, he walked slowly, step by step. Ye Kai suddenly found that this indifferent and quiet young man seemed a little strange today. If a person endures for too long and holds back for too long, sometimes he will inevitably want to vent, otherwise no matter who he is, he will inevitably explode.

Ye Kai sighed, and murmured: "It seems that he should really have a drink." It's better to get drunk and unconscious, then when he wakes up, although he will feel a splitting headache, his spirit will definitely feel relaxed. Of course it would be better to have a woman. Ye Kai was wondering, and didn't know if this young man would have been in contact with women in his life. It might be better if he has never had any contact with women at all—a man who has never had any contact with women is like a tight embankment, which is hard to break down. A man who has had many women is not dangerous—if there is no embankment at all, how can he collapse.

The most dangerous thing is that a man who has just come into contact with a woman is like a gap in the embankment, and no one knows when it will let the flood rush in. Fu Hongxue walked slowly across the street, his eyes still fixed on the door and the lantern on the door. When the lantern is lit, it means that the business has started. Today's business is obviously not going to be good. The main customers in this place are horse masters from the racecourse and horse dealers from far away. I'm afraid that neither of these two kinds of people will come to the door today. Fu Hongxue pushed open the door, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

There were only two local guests in the room who had just vomited with their wives. Xiao Bieli had already gone downstairs, and of course he was still sitting in the same seat, enjoying his "breakfast". His breakfast consisted of a small piece of well-roasted lamb loin, a small bowl of vermicelli cooked in haggis soup, and a large glass of wine, which seemed to be from Persia, served in a luminous glass. He is a man who knows how to enjoy. Fu Hongxue walked in, hesitating, and finally sat down in the seat he had been sitting in the night before. "What kind of wine?"

He hesitated for a long time again! "No wine." "What do you want?" "Anything but wine." Xiao Bieli suddenly smiled and turned to tell his buddy. "There just happens to be fresh goat's milk here, give this Mr. Fu a cup, it's the store's respect." Fu Hongxue didn't look at him, and said coldly: "No need, I will pay for what I want." Xiao Bieli smiled again, put the last piece of mutton loin into his mouth, chewed it slowly, enjoying the extremely delicious taste with a hint of mutton, he is by no means a person who likes to argue.

But he knew that someone who liked to argue had come. The sudden sound of horseshoes stopped outside the door. With a "bang", the door was pushed open, and a tall mountain-like man strode in. He was not wearing a hat, his clothes were loose, and a scimitar with a silver handle was stuck obliquely on his waist. Gongsun Duan! Xiao Bieli greeted with a smile, but he didn't see it either. He had already seen Fu Hongxue. At once his eyes were like those of a vulture who has discovered a dead body. The goat milk has been delivered, and it is really fresh. Only people in border towns can enjoy this drink, and only people in border towns know how to enjoy it.

Fu Hongxue reluctantly took a sip and frowned slightly. Gongsun Duan suddenly sneered and said, "Only sheep drink goat's milk." Fu Hongxue couldn't hear it, so he picked up the goat's milk and took another sip. Gongsun Duan said loudly: "No wonder there is a smelly sheep here, so there is a smelly sheep here." Fu Hongxue still couldn't hear it, but the veins in his hand holding the knife were already bulging. Gongsun Duan walked over suddenly, slapped the table with a "bang", and said, "Go away!" Fu Hongxue stared at the goat milk in the bowl, and said slowly, "You want me to go away?"

Gongsun concluded: "This is for people to sit, and there is a sheepfold behind. That's where you should go." Fu Hongxue said, "I'm not a sheep." Gongsun Duan patted the table again, and said: "No matter what you are, you have to get out, I like to sit on your seat." Fu Hongxue said, "Who is Lao Tzu?" Gongsun concluded: "I, I am Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu is me." "Wave", the bowl is broken. Fu Hongxue watched the goat milk splashed on the table, and his body began to tremble with excitement. Gongsun Duan stared at him, his huge hand was already holding the handle of the knife, he sneered and said, "Do you want to roll off by yourself, or do you want someone to carry you out?"

Trembling, Fu Hongxue stood up slowly, trying to control himself not to look at him. Gongsun Duan laughed loudly and said: "It seems that this stinky sheep is about to roll back to his sheepfold, why don't you lick the milk on the table before rolling?" Fu Hongxue raised her head abruptly and stared at him.A pair of eyes seemed to have turned into burning coals. Gongsun Duan's eyes were also covered with red threads from excitement, and he said with a sinister smile, "What do you want? Do you want to draw your sword?" Fu Hongxue held the knife tightly in his hand. Gongsun said: "Only people can draw their swords, but stinky sheep can't draw their swords. If you are a human being, you can draw your swords." Fu Hongxue stared at him, trembling all over his body. The two people who were drinking had already retreated into the corner, looking at them in surprise. Xiao Bieli slowly sipped the wine in the glass, and the hand holding the glass seemed to be stiff from tension. The room was so quiet that only the sound of breathing remained. Fu Hongxue's breathing was light and short, Gongsun Duan's was long and short, and Xiao Bieli's was long and heavy. Others seemed to have stopped breathing. Fu Hongxue turned around suddenly and walked out, his left leg took a step first, and his right leg followed. Gongsun Duan spat heavily on the ground, and said with a sneer, "So this stinky sheep is still lame." Fu Hongxue's footsteps suddenly quickened, but he seemed to be unsteady, and rushed out staggeringly. Gongsun Duan laughed loudly and said: "Go away, go back to your sheep pen, let me see you again, be careful that I break your leg." He pulled out the chair and sat down, then slammed the table hard, and said loudly, "Bring the wine, good wine." Suddenly a person at the door shouted: "Bring wine, good wine." Ye Kai had already walked in, holding a sheep in his hand. Gongsun Duan stared at him, but he didn't seem to see Gongsun Duan, so he found a seat and sat down. The seat he was looking for happened to be opposite Gongsun Duan. Gongsun Duan sneered, pointed at the table and said, "Where's the wine? Hurry up." Ye Kai also patted the table and said, "Where's the wine? Hurry up." In this case, of course, the wine was served quickly. Ye Kai poured a glass of wine, but he didn't drink it himself, but squeezed the sheep's neck and downed the glass of wine. Gongsun Duan's thick eyebrows were already furrowed, but Xiao Bieli couldn't help laughing. Ye Kai laughed loudly and said: "It turns out that people drink milk, but sheep come to drink." Gongsun Duan's expression changed, he jumped up suddenly, and said sharply, "What did you say?" Ye Kai smiled lightly: "I'm talking to a sheep, is your Excellency a sheep?" Xiao Bieli suddenly laughed and said: "This place is not a sheep pen, where are there so many sheep?" Gongsun Duan turned his head and stared at him. Xiao Bieli smiled slightly and said, "Brother Gongsun also wanted to break my legs? It's a pity that both of my legs have already been broken." Gongsun Duan clenched his fists tightly and said word by word: "It's a pity that there are still people whose legs are not broken." Ye Kai said with a smile: "Yes, my leg is not broken." Gongsun Duan said angrily: "Okay, stand up!" Ye Kai said leisurely: "When I can sit, I usually rarely stand up." Xiao Bieli said: "When I can still stand, I usually seldom sit down." Ye Kai said: "I am a lazy person." Xiao Bieli said: "I am a person without legs." The two suddenly laughed together. Ye Kai patted the sheep's head lightly, but glanced at Gongsun Duan from the corner of his eyes, and said with a smile, "Brother Yang, why do you always like to stand?" Gongsun Duan was standing. There were already blue veins on his forehead, he suddenly held the knife in his backhand, and shouted, "I can cut off your leg just as well while sitting." With a flash of silver light, the knife was out of its sheath. With a sound of "poof", the solid table was split in half by him! The table cracked right in front of Ye Kai and fell down.The light of the knife chopped down in front of Ye Kai. Ye Kai didn't move, he didn't even blink his eyes. He was still smiling, and said lightly: "I never thought your knife was used to split the table." Gongsun Duan roared angrily, and the silver knife drew a circular arc. Ye Kai's whole body was shrouded in the light of the saber, and there seemed to be a silver light flashing in his eyes. With a sound of "ding", sparks splashed everywhere. Suddenly an iron crutch stretched out from the side, holding the silver knife. Xiao Bieli used one iron crutch to support the silver knife, and the other iron crutch was nailed five inches into the ground. The power of this knife is terrifying. But Xiao Bieli's body was still standing steadily, and the iron crutch in his hand was still held very flat. Because the power of this knife has been transferred to another iron crutch by him, and then melted into the ground. Gongsun Duan's face was bloodless, he stared at him and said word by word: "This is none of your business." Xiao Bieli said indifferently: "This is not a place to kill people." The blood vessels in Gongsun Duan's neck kept throbbing, but the knife in his hand did not move. Tieguai didn't move either. Suddenly, the blade began to rub against the crutch, making harsh sounds. Another iron crutch began to sink into the ground one by one. But Xiao Bieli was still hanging on this iron crutch firmly, as stable as a rock. Gongsun Duan stomped his feet suddenly, the bluestone on the ground cracked into pieces, but his men had already strode out. He didn't say another word. Ye Kai sighed for a long time, and praised: "Mr. Xiao has such brilliant internal strength!" Xiao Bieli said, "I'm ashamed." Ye Kai smiled and said: "Whoever has practiced his internal strength to the level of 'transferring flowers and trees', there is nothing in the world that he should be ashamed of." Xiao Bieli also smiled, and said, "Brother Ye has such brilliant eyesight." Ye Kaidao: "Gongsun Duan must have good eyesight, otherwise why would he leave?" With a thoughtful expression in Xiao Bieli's eyes, he said: "Maybe it's just because you are not the one he really wants to kill." Ye Kai sighed, "But if it wasn't for Mr. Xiao, I would have died here today." Xiao Bieli smiled and said, "If it wasn't for me today, I'm afraid someone would really die here, but it definitely wouldn't be you." Ye Kai said: "It's not me? Who is it?" Xiao Bieli said, "It's him." Ye Kai said: "How could it be him?" Xiao Bieli also sighed, and said: "He is a reckless man, he can't see that Brother Ye, your martial arts are at least ten times better than him." Ye Kai smiled again, as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world, he shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm afraid Mr. Xiao made a mistake this time." Xiao Bieli said indifferently: "Although my legs are broken, my eyes are not blind, otherwise I have endured here for more than ten years, how could I make a move today?" Ye Kai was waiting for him to continue. Xiao Bieli said: "For decades, I haven't seen a young master like Brother Ye. Not only is his martial arts unfathomable, but he also hides his secrets, so..." He stopped talking, as if he was waiting for Ye Kai to ask. Ye Kai could only ask, "So what?" Xiao Bieli sighed again, and said, "It's not easy for a disabled person with no relatives and no reason to live here. If he can make friends like Brother Ye..." Ye Kai suddenly interrupted him, and said with a smile: "If you make friends like me, you will have more troubles in the future." Xiao Bieli stared at him with burning eyes and said, "What if I'm not afraid of trouble?" Ye Kaidao: "We are friends." Xiao Bieli immediately smiled and said, "Then why don't you come over for a glass of wine?" Ye Kai said with a smile: "Even if you don't want to buy me a drink, I still want to drink." A man rode a horse across the long street, suddenly, a huge hand pulled him off the horse, and he fell heavily to the ground. He was about to yell, but held back. Because he already saw that the person who pulled him off his horse was Gongsun Duan, and he also saw the angry look on Gongsun Duan's face. No one would dare to provoke Gongsun Duan who was angry. Gongsun Duan has already jumped on his horse, beat the horse and went away. What about his own horse? Gongsun Duan's horse was galloping across the grassland, but the man on the saddle was Fu Hongxue. He rushed out the door, jumped on the horse, and beat the horse with the scabbard, hard. It was as if the horse had been regarded as Gongsun Duan. He needs to vent, or he's going to go crazy. The horse also seems to be crazy, rushing from the long street to the grassland, from the dusk to the darkness, the endless darkness. The stars have not yet risen, he would rather there be no stars in the sky forever, no moon, he would rather be dark. Gusts of wind blew on his face, and grains of sand hit his face. Instead of dodging, he went forward. Even having endured such humiliation, what else in the world could he not endure? He gritted his teeth, his gums were bleeding. Blood is bitter, bitter and salty. Suddenly, a lone star rose out of the darkness. It's not a star, but the headlight on the flagpole of Wanmatang, but it's brighter than a star. When the stars are setting, what about this lamp? He grabbed the horse's mane hard and hit the horse with the scabbard hard. He needed to vent, and speed was also a vent. But the horse has fallen, with a long neigh; its front hooves are on its knees. His men also jumped out of their horses and fell heavily to the ground. There is no grass on the ground, only sand. The gravel rubbed against his face, and his face was bleeding. His heart was bleeding too. endure!endure!Countless times of patience, how long will the patience last? Who can know how much pain there is in this endurance?How much bitterness? He couldn't help but shed tears—tears with blood, blood with tears. The stars have risen, the stars. Under the starlight, a horse suddenly came galloping on the sand, and the eyes of the man on the horse were as bright as starlight. Luan bells are as clear as music - Ma Fangling. She had a sweet smile on her face, and her eyes were full of happy longing. She looked more beautiful than ever before. This is not because of the bright stars, nor because of the bleak night, but because of the love in her heart. Love can make the most ordinary woman charming and the ugliest woman beautiful. "He must be waiting for me. Seeing me suddenly come again, he must be happier than anything else." She shouldn't have come out. But the enthusiasm in her heart made her forget all scruples. She couldn't have come out. But love made her have the courage, the courage to be desperate. She hopes to see him, as long as she can see him, she doesn't care about other things. The wind is cold, as cold as a knife. But in her feeling, even this cold wind is gentle, but at this moment, she has heard the sound of weeping in the wind. Who is weeping secretly in such a dark and cold desert? She had already walked over, and then turned back. Love not only made her person more beautiful, but also made her heart more beautiful. She suddenly became very kind, very gentle, easy to sympathize with and understand others. She found the horse that had collapsed from exhaustion, and then saw Fu Hongxue. Fu Hongxue curled up on the ground, trembling unceasingly. He didn't seem to hear her horse's hooves at all, nor did he see her jump off the horse and come over. He was suffering the most agonizing ordeal, the most terrible torture. His face was as pale as paper under the starlight, and bloody tears were flowing on his pale face, blood with tears. Ma Fangling had seen him clearly, her eyes widened in surprise, and she said in a broken voice, "It's you?" She still remembered this strange boy, and she didn't forget the whip marks on his face that she pulled out. Fu Hongxue also saw her, his eyes were confused and scattered, like a wild horse about to go crazy. He struggled and wanted to stand up, but his limbs seemed to be twisted by a pair of invisible giant hands. He just stood up and fell down again. Ma Fangling frowned and said, "Are you sick?" Fu Hongxue gritted his teeth, white froth flowed from the corners of his mouth, just like the foam from the dead horse's mouth. He is indeed ill. This terrible disease has tormented him for more than ten years. Whenever he is forced too hard and feels that he can no longer bear it, this disease will suddenly attack. He never wanted to be seen. When he had this kind of disease attack, he would rather die and go to hell than be seen. The twitching and convulsions of his body gradually subsided. But he was still trembling, shaking so much that he shrank into a ball. Shaking like a frightened child. The fear in Ma Fangling's eyes had turned into sympathy and pity. So dark, so cold, a lonely child... She couldn't help but sighed softly, walked over, stroked his hair, and said softly: "It's not your fault, why do you torture yourself like this?" Her voice is gentle like a loving mother. This lonely and helpless teenager has inspired her innate motherhood. Fu Hongxue shed tears again. No matter how strong and proud he is, he has been deeply moved at this time. With tears in his eyes, he suddenly hissed and said, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have been born at all, and I shouldn't have lived in this world at all." The cries were filled with despairing sorrow. Ma Fangling felt another stabbing pain in her heart—sympathy and pity are sometimes like a needle, which can also pierce people's hearts. She couldn't help but picked him up, hugged him in her arms, and said softly: "You don't need to be sad, you will be fine soon..." She didn't finish the sentence, because her tears had already flowed down. The wind is howling, and the grass is howling. The endless prairie looks like a rough ocean, if you are not careful, you will be swallowed by it immediately. But isn't the surging impact of human emotions far more terrifying and sinister than ocean waves? But now he was being seen. He gritted his teeth and beat himself with the scabbard. He hates himself. For the most stubborn and proud person, why did God want him to suffer from such a terrible disease? What kind of cruel torture is this? Ma Fangling also saw this kind of disease, sighed, and said softly: "Why do you beat yourself? This kind of disease can't kill anyone, and it will soon..." Fu Hongxue suddenly exhausted all his strength, pulled out his knife, and shouted, "Get out, get out, or I'll kill you!" For the first time he drew his knife. What a shiny knife! The light of the knife reflected his face, with blood and tears. The pale light of the knife made his face look crazy and ferocious. Ma Fangling couldn't help but took two steps back, her eyes showed fear. She wanted to leave, but the boy's limbs convulsed again, and he fell down again. Falling to the ground and struggling, like a wild horse caught in a trap, lonely, desperate, and helpless. The knife was still in his hand, out of the sheath. He suddenly backhanded a knife and stabbed himself in the leg. The stab was so deep. Blood flowed along the blade. Fu Hongxue's trembling had stopped, but his breathing became more urgent and heavier. Ma Fangling could feel the heat of his breath seeping through her clothes. Her chest seemed to be growing hot. A kind of unselfish and unreserved sympathy and pity had made her forget that she was holding a man. That was originally the most noble and great sentiment of human beings, enough to make people forget everything. But now, she suddenly had a strange feeling in her heart, which was so strong. She pushed him away almost immediately, but couldn't bear it. Fu Hongxue suddenly asked, "Who are you?" Ma Fangling said: "My surname is Ma..." Her voice paused, because she felt that the boy's breathing seemed to stop suddenly. She couldn't figure out what it was for. No one can imagine how strong the power of hatred is, sometimes far stronger than love. Because love is soft and warm, like the wind in spring, the flowing water in the wind. Hatred is as sharp as a knife, it can pierce your heart at once. Fu Hongxue didn't ask any more questions, but suddenly hugged her forcefully and ripped off her clothes. This change came too fast, too scary. Ma Fangling was completely shocked, and forgot to dodge or resist. Fu Hongxue's cold hand had slipped into her warm chest, and he grabbed her tightly... This strange feeling is also like a knife. Ma Fangling's heart had been pierced by this knife, panic, fear, humiliation, and anger all gushed out at once. Her men jumped up and slapped Fu Hongxue hard on the face. Fu Hongxue didn't dodge and resist, but his hands still held her tightly. She was so painful that tears flowed again, she clenched her fists and hit the bridge of his nose hard. He let go of one hand and caught her fist with the other. Her chest was immediately exposed to the cold wind, hard and firm. There are red threads in his eyes, and he pounces on them again. She bent her knees and hit hard. For some unknown reason, neither of them spoke or shouted, and shouting was useless at this time. The two rolled, struggled, and bit the ground like beasts. There are more nudity on her body. He was close to madness, and she was also mad like mad, but she was gradually unable to resist. Suddenly, she screamed: "Let me go, let me go...Why are you doing this to me? Why..." She knew that no one would come to rescue her at this time, and she also knew that he would never let her go. She was crying to heaven. Fu Hongxue panted, and said, "This is what you wanted, and I know you want it." Ma Fangling had almost given up struggling, and after hearing this, she suddenly used all her strength and bit him on the shoulder. His whole body shrank from the pain, but he still pressed her tightly, as if he wanted to squeeze her life and desire out together. But her mouth has left his shoulder, biting his blood, his flesh... She suddenly vomited. The vomiting made her even more powerless, and she could only yell, "Please, please, you can't do this." He had almost possessed her, and murmured vaguely: "Why not, who said it couldn't be done." Suddenly a person said: "I said! You can't!" The voice was calm, terribly calm. Angry to the extreme, sometimes it will become cold - isn't the knife also calm. In Fu Hongxue's ears, this voice was indeed like a knife. His men get out immediately. Then he saw Ye Kai!