Chapter 6 The Eve of the Third Storm

The setting sun has passed away, and the twilight is dim. At this moment when the night is approaching, it seems that there is only a piece of gray in the world. The green mountains, clear water, green leaves, and red flowers have all become a piece of gray, just like a faint painting. ink painting. The man in the green shirt walked slowly on the path at the foot of the mountain. Although it seemed that he was walking slowly, if he stopped looking at him for a moment, he suddenly walked a long way when he looked again. His face was still hidden in the shadow of the bamboo hat, and no one could see the expression on his face.Suddenly, a "dang" gong sounded from a distance, breaking the silence between heaven and earth.

Su Niao was startled, and a blind divination man tapped the ground with a bamboo stick, and slowly walked out of the woods. The man in the green shirt also walked towards him, and when the two of them reached a certain distance, they suddenly stopped at the same time. The two stood face to face like stone statues. After a long time, the blind man suddenly asked the man in blue: "Is Mr. Lan Da, the 'God's Eye Sword', here?" "Yes, I am Lan Yichen." The man in the green shirt asked back, "How do you know it must be me?" "My eyes are blind, but my heart is not blind."

"Do you have eyes in your heart?" "Yes," said the blind man, "but what I can see is not what others can see, but what others cannot see." "What do you see?" "I saw your sword and murderous aura." The blind man said, "Besides, I still have ears and can hear." Lan Yichen sighed: "Mr. Blind Eye Sword Ying really deserves to be the outstanding man among men, the god of swords." The blind man suddenly sneered. "It's a pity that I'm still blind. How can I compare with your pair of divine eyes that see every detail."

"You want me to come just because you can't get used to my word 'divine eyes'?" "Yes." The blind man quickly admitted, "I have learned swordsmanship for 30 years, and I know how to make famous swords all over the world. There is only one wish that I have not fulfilled. In my lifetime, I must try to see if I, a blind man, can match you This pair of divine eyes is unparalleled in the world.” Lan Yichen sighed again: "There should be nothing, there should be nothing in your eyes, but you can't think that your heart can't hold anything, and it can't accommodate my word 'God's Eye'."

"Lan Yichen, now I know why you are called Lan Yichen." Ying Wuwu said coldly, "Because you still have a little dust in your heart and a little pride, that's why you came." "Yes." Lan Yichen also quickly admitted, "If you want me to come, I will come, if you want me to go, I will go." "Go? Where are you going?" "Go to hell." Ying Wuwu suddenly smiled: "That's right, a sword is a ruthless thing, and drawing a sword must be ruthless. Now that you're here, I'm here too. One of us will always go." He has drawn his sword.

A thin and long sword was pulled out from his bamboo pole in the blink of an eye, the cold light trembled like a spirit snake, and kept trembling in the evening wind, making it impossible for people to see where the point of his sword was pointing , let alone where he was going to stab, even the color of the sword light seemed to be changing, sometimes turning red, sometimes turning blue. The pupils of Mr. Lan Da's sharp eyes have shrunk. "What a spirit snake sword. Its spirit is like green bamboo, and its poison is like red sword. It can kill the soul in seven steps, and the life is gone."

Green bamboo and chilian are the most poisonous among poisonous snakes. "Where's your Ancient Blue Mountain Sword?" asked the blind man. "right here." With a backhand, Lan Yichen held an ancient and clumsy long sword whose light was as blue as the blue sky. Ying Wuwu's long sword was trembling all the time, but his sword didn't move.Ying Wuwu's sword light has been changing, but his sword remains unchanged. Brake with static, respond to all changes with the same. If Ying Wuwu's sword is like a poisonous snake, his sword is like a mountain. Ying Wuwu suddenly sighed.

"Over the past twenty years, I have heard from time to time that Mr. Lan Da's ancient Lanshan sword is a magical weapon that blows hair and hair, and I have long wanted to see it." The blind man sighed, "It's a pity that I still can't see it now." "It's a pity." Lan Yichen said coldly, "Not only do you want to see it, but I also want you to see it." As soon as the sword was out of its sheath and in his hand, he changed, became quieter, colder, and more determined. Cold as water, firm as a mountain. As night fell again, the grayness had turned into darkness, and the startled old bird returned to the forest. Ying Wuwu suddenly asked Lan Yichen:

"Is it dark now?" "yes." "Then we might as well fight again tomorrow morning." "why?" "It's dark, I can't see, you can't see, you have eyes and you have no eyes, I don't want to win you." "You're wrong!" Lan Yichen said in a colder voice, "Even in a dark night with no stars, no moon, no lamps and no candles, I can still see, because I have dual eyes." He swung his sword, and the sword was silent: "You can't see my sword, and you underestimated my eyes. You really shouldn't have asked me to come."

"why?" "Because since I'm here, you must be the one going." The sword was about to come out, but before it came out, no one was going, suddenly there was a sound of flying and running on the path, and a man shouted loudly: "None of you can go, you can't go anywhere." The voice of this man is really loud, "Because I'm here." Listening to his tone of voice, it seems that as long as he comes, everything can be solved, and there are no problems. Ying Wuwu frowned and asked coldly: "Who is this guy?" "My surname is Yang, my name is Yang Zheng, and I am the head catcher of this place."

"What are you doing here?" "I don't allow you to hurt people with swords here. On my ground, no one is allowed to do such brutal murders." Yang Zheng said, "It doesn't matter who you are." Ying Wuwu's face was completely expressionless, the snake sword in his hand trembled suddenly, and in the trembling cold light, Yang Zheng's front skirt had been cut thirteen times, but he didn't hurt a single hair. This sword is not only extremely fast, but the strength is also well grasped. "Just now you said that no matter who we are, we are the same?" Ying Wuwu asked Yang Zheng coldly, "Is it still the same now?" "It's still the same, exactly the same." Yang Zheng said, "If you want to kill someone, you must kill me first." Ying Wuwu's answer was only one word: "OK." Saying this word, the sword light trembling like a spirit snake reached Yang Zheng's throat. His eyes are blind, but his sword is not blind. His sword seems to have eyes, if he wants to stab the "Tiantu" on your Adam's apple, there will be no deviation. In the trembling cold light, "killing" continued continuously, thirteen kills with one sword, very few people in the Jianghu could avoid this sword. Unexpectedly, Yang Zheng avoided it, very dangerously. In this extremely dangerous moment, he has not forgotten to knock down the opponent. He was born with this kind of temper, and when he started to strike, he wanted to knock down the opponent no matter what, no matter who the opponent was. He used a desperate method again, and unexpectedly rushed over from under the trembling sword light, and hugged Wuwu's waist. Ying Wuwu sneered: "Okay." His snake sword swirls, enveloping Yang Zheng's whole body, stabbing Yang Zheng's thirteen acupuncture points from the back of the head through the back to the ankle in an instant, each of which is a fatal vital point. But Yang Zheng didn't care. He still rushed over to hug Wuwu's waist, as long as he hugged him, he would not let go. Even if he had to die, he would throw the opponent down. Nothing should fail to fall. He can die, not fall.Even if he is sure that this sword can definitely assassinate Yang Zheng, he cannot be thrown down. The trembling sword light suddenly disappeared, Ying Wuwu retreated eight feet, and unexpectedly stopped making a move, only saying: "Lan Yichen, I'll give it to you." "Give me? Give me what?" "Give this lunatic to you." Ying Wuwu said, "Let him try your sword." "You also have a sword, and your sword can also kill people. Why did you give it to me? Are you afraid that I will see the changes on your sword? Are you afraid that I will see your killer?" Ying Wuwu actually admitted immediately: "Yes." Mr. Lan Da suddenly laughed. "The sword is a murder weapon, and I also kill." He said, "But there is only one kind of person that I will not kill." "What kind of person?" "A person who doesn't want his life." Lan Yichen said: "He didn't even want his own life, why should I want his life?" The night is getting darker and the wind is getting colder. Ying Wuwu stood quietly in the cold wind for a long time, when the trembling sword light suddenly flashed again, but the snake sword was already in its sheath. He beat the gong again with a bamboo stick, and when the gong sounded "Dang", his figure had disappeared into the night. A gust of wind blew by, only to hear his voice coming from a distance with the wind. The other person seemed to be far away, but his voice was still clearly heard. He spoke only six words, each of which was clearly heard: "I'll come to you again." Yang Zheng was covered in cold sweat.The wind was cold, and his sweat was also cold.The wind blew on him, and his whole body was cold. A person who even thought he was dead, suddenly finds out that he is still alive, what does it feel like? Mr. Lan Da looked at him and suddenly asked him: "Do you know who that blind man is?" "have no idea." "Do you know who you are?" Lan Yichen actually asked Yang Zheng, but rushed to answer for Yang Zheng: "You are a very, very lucky person." "why?" "Because you are still alive. There are not many people who can survive under the sword of the blind sword Ying Wuwu." "Do you know who you are?" Yang Zheng actually asked Lan Yichen the same way, and rushed to answer for him: "You are also a very lucky person, because you didn't die either." "You think you saved me?" "Maybe I saved you, maybe it was him." Yang Zheng said: "No matter what, I can't let you kill people here, neither can I let him kill you, nor can I let you kill him." "What if we kill you?" "Then it's my fault." Mr. Lan Da smiled again, and the smile was actually very gentle.He asked Yang Zheng with a smile: "Which sect and school are you a disciple?" "I belong to the Yang faction." "Yang faction?" Lan Yichen asked, "Which faction is Yang faction?" "It's my own party." "What kind of martial arts do you practice?" "I don't know what martial arts are, and I don't have any moves." Yang Zheng said, "I only have ten words for my kung fu." "Which ten words?" "Knock down others, don't be knocked down by others." "If you meet someone, not only can't you defeat him, but you will definitely be defeated by him," Lan Yichen asked, "What will you do then?" "At that time, I could only use the last two words." "Which two words?" "Desperately." Mr. Lan Da admitted: "These two words are really useful. Anyone who meets a really desperate person will have a headache. If you have seventy or eighty lives to fight for, your school of kung fu will really work." He sighed: "Unfortunately, you only have one life." Yang Zheng also smiled. "As long as I have a life to fight for, I will keep fighting." "Do you want to learn how to knock down powerful enemies without using your life?" "I think about it sometimes." "Okay." Mr. Lan Da said, "You worship me as your teacher, and I will teach you. If you can master my sword skills, you won't need to fight others desperately in the future, and no one in the world dares to come I messed with you." He smiled and said: "You are really a very lucky person. There are countless people who want to worship me as a teacher, but I chose you." This is the truth. It is indeed not easy to learn Mr. Lan Da's swordsmanship, and no one will let this opportunity easily pass by. Yang Zheng seemed to be still thinking about it. Mr. Lan Da suddenly swung his sword, and the light of the sword grew suddenly. The blade of the sword, which was three feet seven inches long, seemed to have grown three feet suddenly. It was dazzling, like the legendary sword energy. The sword energy was imminent, Yang Zheng involuntarily took a few steps back, almost stopped breathing, only heard a "click", and a tree seven feet away suddenly broke in half. Mr. Lan Da retracted his sword immediately: "As long as you master this move, even if you can't be invincible in the world, there will not be many opponents." Yang Zheng believed it. Although he couldn't comprehend the mystery of this sword, he saw a big tree break in the blink of the sword light. The ancient sword shone coldly, Mr. Lan Da flicked the sword with his fingers, and the sword made a dragon chant, Yang Zheng couldn't help but blurted out praise: "Good sword." "This is a good sword." Mr. Lan Da said proudly, "I have used this sword in the world for twenty years, and I haven't met an opponent yet." "You must have never met someone who didn't want to learn your swordsmanship and didn't want your sword before." Yang Zheng said. "Not really." "You have met one now." Yang Zheng said, "I never want to be someone else's master, nor do I want to be someone else's apprentice." After saying this, he cupped his fists at Lan Yichen, smiled, and left without looking back. He didn't want to look at the expression on Lan Yichen's face anymore, because he knew that expression must be very ugly. There are stars, and the stars twinkle.Under the starlight, the creek looks like a blue jade belt studded with precious stones. In fact, the creek is not so beautiful.During the day, women wash their clothes here, and children defecate here.But at night, people who pass by here will find it so beautiful, so beautiful that it can almost make people cry. When Yang Zheng passed by here, he saw a woman sitting on the bluestone by the stream and weeping. She is a strong and healthy woman. A set of floral blue cloth clothes that were made last year are already too tight. They stretch tightly on her body, making it difficult for her to breathe, and she must be especially careful when squatting down. , for fear of tearing the pants. When the teenagers nearby saw her wearing this dress, their eyeballs seemed to fall off. She likes to wear this outfit, and she likes to be looked at. She is still young, but she is no longer a little girl, so she has something on her mind, so she sheds tears. Her tears were always shed for a man, and now this man stood before her. "Guan Lian, it's so late, what are you doing here alone?" She lowered her head, and although she had secretly wiped away her tears with her sleeves, she still did not raise her head. After a long time, she said softly, "Why didn't you come back last night?" She said, "Yesterday we killed a chicken." , this morning I specially cooked eggs for you with chicken soup, and left a chicken leg for you." Yang Zheng smiled, and took her hand: "Now let's go back to eat, I will eat chicken drumsticks, and you will drink soup." Every time he took her hand, although she blushed and her heart beat, she never refused. This time she pulled his hand away, bowed her head and said: "No matter what you have, you should come back early today." "why?" "A guest came to see you today and has been waiting in your room for a long time." "A guest came to see me?" Yang Zheng asked, "What kind of person is it?" "It's a very pretty girl, she smells so good, and she's wearing such a beautiful dress." Aunt Lian lowered her head even lower, "I asked her to wait in your room because she said she was yours." Old friend, I've known you since you had a runny nose." "Is her name Lu Suwen?" "seems like it." Yang Zheng didn't ask any more questions, and suddenly ran away like a fast horse being whipped by someone else.When Lian Gu raised her head to look at him, he was already gone. The stars shone like gems, and the tears on Lian Gu's face were like a string of broken pearls. Yang Zheng lived in a two-room house with one bedroom and one living room. The house was not small and contained a lot of things, but it was always kept very clean. It wasn't him who cleaned it up, it was Aunt Lian who helped him clean it up. When he pushed open the door and rushed in, there was no one in the hall, only a bowl of tea was placed on the square table, which was already cold. His guest was already asleep on the bed in his bedroom, and his black hair, which was carefully combed into the most popular chaise bun at that time, was now open and scattered on his pillow. His pillow was white, her hair was black, his heart was beating wildly, and her breath was heavy. Her eyelashes are so long, her body is so soft, but her legs are so long. When she was awake, the maturity, charm and sophistication that had been trained by years of love and moon were gone when she was asleep. She slept like a child. Yang Zheng was standing by the bed, looking at her like a child, staring at her and thinking about it even more. I don't know how long he has been infatuated, Yang Zheng suddenly found that Su Wen had woken up and was also looking at him, his eyes were full of tenderness and pity, and he didn't know how long before he said softly: "You're tired." She gave up half of the bed, "Come and lie down too." She only said a few words, but the emotions contained in a few words are sometimes better than a thousand words. Yang Zheng lay down silently, beside the woman he had been thinking about day and night, with neither passion nor desire in his heart, he just felt peaceful and peaceful, and all the grievances, pains and troubles in the world seemed to have left him. She has never been here before, why did she come here suddenly this time?He didn't ask, but she said it herself. "I came here for Sisi." Lu Suwen said, "Because yesterday afternoon, suddenly someone I couldn't think of came to my place to look for Sisi." "Who is it?" "Di Xiaohou, Di Qinglin." "He went to find Sisi?" Yang Zheng was also very surprised, "Aren't they together?" "No." Lu Suwen said, "He said that Sisi had left him for several days." "Where did you go after you left him?" "I don't know, no one knows." Lu Suwen said, "They went to Peony Villa to buy horses together, and she suddenly left the next night without saying goodbye, and Di Qinglin didn't know why she left." ——"Is it because they quarreled? Or because she met another man who is more ideal than Di Qinglin?" During that grand event, Peony Villa was full of crowns, and every man who went there was not an ordinary person, and every man might fall in love with Sisi. Sisi was originally a woman in the world, and she didn't have any deep feelings with Di Qinglin. Although Yang Zheng thought so in his heart, he didn't say it out loud. He knew that Lu Suwen had always regarded Sisi as his younger sister, so he would definitely be upset to hear these words. So he just asked, "Where do you think she's going?" "I couldn't think of it, and I didn't think about it." Lu Suwen said, "Because I didn't believe it at all." "Don't believe what?" "I don't believe what Di Qinglin said, and I don't believe that Sisi will leave him." Suwen said, "Because Sisi once told me that a man like Di Qinglin is exactly the man of her dreams, and she must find a way Haunt him." She said: "Sisi will never lie in front of me." ——The world is changing, and women's hearts change faster, especially a woman like Sisi, even if she told the truth at that time, who can guarantee that her thoughts will not change? Of course, Yang Zheng would not express his thoughts. "Do you think Di Qinglin will lie?" He asked Lu Suwen, "Do you think he will do anything to Sisi?" "I don't know either." Lu Suwen said, "As Di Qinglin, he shouldn't be able to tell lies, but I still feel a little scared." "Are you afraid?" Yang Zheng asked, "What are you afraid of?" "Afraid of accidents." "What's going to happen?" "Anything is possible." Lu Suwen said, "Because I know that a man like Di Qinglin would never want a woman to cling to him." She suddenly held Yang Zheng's hand: "I'm really scared, so I dare not say anything or ask anything in front of him. Although his status is noble, I always feel that he is a ruthless person. Can do anything." Yang Zheng knew that she was really afraid, her hands were cold. "There is nothing to be afraid of." Yang Zheng comforted her, "If Di Qinglin really did something to Sisi, no matter how noble his status is, I will not let him go, and I will definitely take Sisi's death for you. Find out whereabouts." Lu Suwen sighed softly, and closed his eyes: "I didn't sleep all night last night, can I sleep with you?" She fell asleep quickly. Because she is relieved.Although she had never trusted any man, she trusted Yang Zheng. She believed that as long as Yang Zheng was by her side, no one could hurt her. As the night deepens, people become quieter. In this simple and simple town, people live a simple and simple life, and they are all asleep now. Apart from Xiao Huzi's heartbroken widowed mother and Lao Zheng's newly married wife, there may be only one person in the city who is still awake. Di Qinglin was still in the city and hadn't slept yet. The largest inn in the city is "Yuebin". This is a newly opened inn, and the house is also newly built, but a few days ago, it suddenly spent a few hundred taels of silver to renovate the courtyard on the west side. The owner of the inn was not willing to spend the money, but he had to. A very powerful man had asked him to do so, as a very distinguished person had recently come to spend the night here. This VIP is a very particular person, even though he only stays for one night, he can't be careless. This distinguished guest is Di Qinglin. Di Qinglin was wearing a snow-white toga, holding a white jade cup filled with amber wine, reclining on a short couch covered with snow-white Persian wool felt, as if thinking about something and waiting for someone. He is waiting for someone. Because someone was already knocking on the door at this time, "Duk, duk, duk." After knocking twice in this way, Di Qinglin asked, "Who is it?" "The third day of the first lunar month." The people outside the door also repeated twice, "The third day of the first lunar month." It's a date, not a person's name.Maybe not a date, but an agreed code. But now this code represents a person, who belongs to a very large secret organization. In the past four hundred years, there has never been a larger and more rigorous organization than the "Blue Dragon Club". It has 360 sub-rudders under it, distributed all over the world, represented by the lunar calendar, and "the third day of the first month" represents the rudder master of a sub-rudder under it. Di Qinglin was waiting for this person.In this operation, it was this person who was in charge of contacting him on behalf of the "Blue Dragon Society". A man has come in, a tall, strong and richly dressed man.Seeing him walk in, even Di Qinglin, who has always kept his composure, was a little surprised. "It's you?" "I also know that the young master must never have imagined that 'the third day of the first lunar month' is me." The man said with a smile, and there was no trace of deceit on his white and fat round face. "Few people know that I am also a member of the 'Blue Dragon Society'." Even if someone knew about it, they would doubt it: Why should Fourth Master Hua, who is so wealthy and powerful and dominates one side, be inferior to others? Di Qinglin understood this. If the "Blue Dragon Society" wants to absorb a person, that person usually doesn't have any choice. ——If you don’t join the club, you will die. ——If you are the owner of Peony Villa, if your family wealth is so rich that even your eighteenth great-great-grandson can’t spend it all, do you want to die? Even people who don't have a penny don't want to die. Di Qinglin smiled. "I really didn't expect it to be you." He asked Hua Si back, "Do you think I will kill someone?" "I couldn't think of it." Fourth Master Hua admitted, "I never even dreamed of it." "But of course you already know it now. You put the corpse of Wan Daxia into the coffin yourself." Di Qinglin took a sip of the wine in his glass, "I have finally completed the task that your big boss entrusted to me." "I've already reported it. The higher-ups have already explained that if the young master has something to do, we will do our best." Hua Siye suddenly stopped laughing, and said seriously: "If the young master wants to spend four Die, I'm going to die right away." Di Qinglin stared at the amber wine in the white jade cup, and it took a long time before he spoke: "I don't want you to die, I want you to live a long life and be rich and have many children and grandchildren." He said, "It's just that there is one person I really don't want her to live, not even for a day." "Who is the young master talking about?" "Ruyu." Di Qinglin said, "The red girl in Yihong Courtyard is Ruyu." Di Qinglin had indeed been to Yihong Courtyard yesterday, and had already met Sisi's "big sister", Ruyu whose original name was Lu Suwen. As soon as he saw her, he realized one thing—this woman was too shrewd and sophisticated, and it was not easy to hide anything from her. "I want you to kill her for me." Di Qinglin said, "Just find someone, find any reason, and kill her in public. No one will suspect that her death has anything to do with me." "I understand what Young Master means." Hua Si smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, "We have experience in doing this kind of thing." "Also." Di Qinglin said, "I heard that Ruyu has an old customer who is the head catcher here." "Yes." Fourth Master Hua was obviously very well informed, "This person's surname is Yang, and his name is Yang Zheng." "What kind of person is he?" "He's a tough guy, and he's not easy to mess with. He's well-known in Six Doors." "Then you must not let the person who killed Ruyu fall into his hands." "Young Master doesn't need to worry about this anymore." "why?" "Yang Zheng himself is in trouble." Fourth Master Hua squinted his eyes and smiled, "I'm afraid even he himself can't protect himself." "Is he in trouble?" "It's not small." Fourth Master Hua said, "Even if you don't lose your life, you will at least have to face a lawsuit for ten or eight years." Di Qinglin smiled: "That's great." He didn't ask Yang Zheng again what kind of trouble he got into, he never liked to meddle in other people's affairs. Fourth Master Hua himself revealed one thing: "It's a coincidence to say that, we didn't know that Young Master was going to deal with Yang Zheng and Ruyu." He said, "But we already had a plan to deal with him." Di Qinglin smiled. Now he understood that Yang Zheng's troubles were created under the precise plan of the "Blue Dragon Club". No matter who gets into this kind of trouble, it is not easy to get out. Di Qinglin stood up, poured a glass of wine for Fourth Master Hua, and asked casually: "When we were drinking at the mansion that night, who was the girl who danced willow branches barefoot in front of the banquet?" Fourth Master Hua smiled even more happily: "Her name is Xiaoqing, and I've already brought her here." He said, "I've already seen that Young Master has taken a fancy to her." Di Qinglin laughed: "Fourth Master Hua, now I know why you get rich. It's strange that people like you don't get rich." Xiaoqing's waist is like a snake when twisting. Little green snake. The night is deeper and quieter.Lu Suwen suddenly woke up from the nightmare. She dreamed that two fangs suddenly grew out of Di Qinglin's mouth, biting Sisi's neck and sucking her blood. Yang Zheng was still asleep when she woke up. She suddenly found that Yang Zheng's whole body was scorching hot, but he was dripping with cold sweat. Yang Zheng was ill, and very seriously ill. Surprised and uncomfortable, Su Wen slowly got up from the bed, trying to find a face towel to wipe Yang Zheng's sweat. The house was not lit, and she could not see anything at first, but she saw the window was open. Faint starlight came in from the window, and she suddenly saw a group of people standing outside the window, some with knives in their hands, and some with arrows in their hands. The knife is out of the sheath, and the arrow is ready.