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Chapter 20 Chapter 20 Truth

Seven Weapons · Fists 古龙 5464Words 2018-03-12
Is this because he deliberately wants to keep this person and deal with him by himself? Because he is the number one expert on Wolf Mountain, and only he can deal with this young man. His astonishing qigong, indeed few people in the world can match it. This young man hides his secrets, and his martial arts are even more unfathomable. Who will win their battle? No one could have predicted it, but everyone was sweating coldly. No matter who they were winning or losing, the fierceness and danger of this battle would definitely be unprecedented. The young man had already approached the bead curtain, but Mr. Zhu Wu was still sitting in the bead curtain, not moving.

Does he already know what to do? The pony clenched his fists again, asking himself in his heart. "Others dare to pass by, why don't I dare? Am I really a donkey being pulled and grinded?" He can bear other things, being poor, starving, being knifed, he doesn't care. But he couldn't bear this tone. There is a kind of person in this world who would rather die than be angry, Xiao Ma is such a person. He rushed over suddenly, rushed over with all his strength, and rushed over the stone steps. No one stopped him, because everyone's attention was focused on the young man.

When everyone noticed him, he had rushed through the bead curtain like an arrow, and rushed in front of Grandpa Zhu Wu. As a person grows older, he usually becomes more withdrawn and eccentric. Master Zhu Wu has become more. In recent years, apart from his confidant, the tongueless boy, even Bu Zhan, who has been with him the longest among the pack of wolves, has not dared to take a step into the bead curtain. ——Take a step forward and cut the body apart with chaotic swords. With his violent temper, of course he will never let the pony go. Can the pony hold up to his shot? Chang Wuwu is also ready to rush over, if he dies, he must die with his friends.

Unexpectedly, Grandpa Zhu Wu was still sitting there upright, without moving. The pony didn't even move. As soon as he rushed in, he stood straight in front of Grandpa Zhu Wu, as if he was suddenly restrained by some magical magic and turned into a wooden man. Is there really a mysterious magic power behind this bead curtain?Can turn flesh and blood to wood and stone? Or is it because Grandpa Zhu Wu has practiced some kind of miraculous martial arts, and he can put people to death without a shot? Isn't there a lot of unimaginable and unexplainable things in this world? Anyone feels an irresistible dread of these things.

Chang Wuwu held his sword tightly and walked over step by step. He was also afraid in his heart, his clothes were drenched in cold sweat, but he was determined and would never back down. Unexpectedly, the pony has already moved before he walked into the bead curtain. The pony didn't turn into a wooden man, nor was he restrained, but he did see an unbelievable strange thing. As soon as he broke into the bead curtain, he found that the all-powerful and mighty king of Langshan was already a dead man. Not only dead, but long dead. Cigarettes were lingering inside the bead curtain, Grandpa Zhu Wu sat on his throne, and did not move because his whole body was frozen and stiff.

The muscles on his face have also been atrophied and distorted, an originally solemn face has become indescribably evil and terrifying. No one knows how long he has been dead. His body didn't rot and stink, only because it had been treated with some mysterious drug. Because someone wants to use his dead body to give orders and control the hegemony on Wolf Mountain. It was of course this person who was speaking for him just now. He must never let anyone know this secret, so he must never let anyone get close to this bead curtain. The only one he can trust is a tongueless mute, because he has no tongue and no desire.

Xiao Ma now of course understands why Deaf Zhang rushed over at his own risk. ——He was born with sharp eyes, and he had been trained for a long time. When the bead curtain was vibrated by the two shouts of "stop", he discovered the secret. ——The word "stand" is an opening sound, but the person who said this word did not move his mouth. He saw that the person sitting behind the beaded curtain was dead, but he forgot that since a dead person cannot speak, there must be someone else who spoke, and of course this person would never live again. Xiao Ma was stunned for a long time, only feeling an indescribable sadness in his heart, mourning for the King of the Wolf Mountain who has ruled all his life, and mourning for human beings.

No matter how powerful a person is in life, he can only be manipulated after death. He turned around with a sigh, and saw a man who was even sadder than himself. That young man whose background was a mystery was also staring at Mr. Zhu Wu, with tears streaming down his pale face. Xiao Ma couldn't help asking: "Who are you?" The young man did not speak. Xiao Ma said: "I know your surname is definitely not Lan, let alone Lan Jiyun." His eyes flickered, and he suddenly asked, "Is your surname Zhu?" The young man still didn't speak, but slowly knelt down in front of Master Zhu Wu.

Xiao Ma suddenly understood: "Could it be that you are his...his son?" Only one person whispered outside the curtain: "That's right, he is Zhu Yun, the only son of Lord Wu." Grandpa Zhu Wu was still sitting on his throne, looking from a distance outside the bead curtain, he was still as majestic as a god. His only son still knelt before him, weeping silently. Bu Zhan watched from a distance, as if tears were about to come out of his eyes. Xiao Ma said: "You and Master Zhu Wu have been partners for many years?" Bu Zhan said, "Many, many years."

Xiao Ma said: "But you didn't recognize Zhu Yun as his only son just now." Bu Zhan said: "Zhu Yun left Langshan when he was thirteen years old, and he hasn't been back for ten years." For anyone, the changes in ten years are too great. Xiao Ma said: "Why did he leave, why didn't he come back?" Bu Zhan said: "He was born to be a genius in martial arts. When he was thirteen years old, he thought that his martial arts were no longer inferior to his father's, so he wanted to go outside to break into his own world." Xiao Ma said: "But his father refused to let him go."

Bu Zhan said: "When a person has a son in his later years, of course he is reluctant to let his only son leave his side." Xiao Ma said: "So Zhu Yun sneaked away by himself?" Bu Zhan said: "He is a child with ambition, and his temper is as stubborn as his father's. If he decides something, no one can make him change it." He sighed, and said again: "In the past ten years, although no one knows where he is, his father and I know that with his temper, he must have suffered a lot outside." Xiao Ma turned to Lan Lan: "Maybe only you know what he has been doing in the past ten years." Lan Lan did not deny it: "Although he has endured a lot of hardships, he has also practiced a lot of martial arts stunts. In order to learn other people's kung fu, he can do anything." A person's success is not accidental. He was able to achieve such miraculous achievements today, of course, he also went through a period of hardships and bitterness. Lan Lan said: "But he suddenly got tired of it. He suddenly found that even if a person can practice invincible kung fu, sometimes he will feel more empty and lonely." With a gloomy expression on her face, she continued slowly: "Because he has no family's care and no friends, the more he practiced martial arts, the more pain he felt." Pony understands this emotion. Rootless prodigal sons can understand this emotion. Wouldn't success be meaningless if no one really cared about his success or failure? Xiao Ma stared at Lan Lan and said, "You don't care about him?" Lan Lan said: "I care about him, but I also know that the comfort and care he really needs is definitely not what I can give him." Xiao Ma said: "It's his father?" Lan Lan nodded.Said: "Only his father is the only person he really respects and loves in his life, but his temper is too stubborn, not only will he die, but he will not admit it, and he always feels that he has slipped out, and he has no face anymore. go back." Bu Zhan said: "We all went down the mountain to look for him." Lan Lan said: "In those few years, he hasn't realized the value of family affection, so he has been avoiding seeing each other. When he wants to come back, he has not heard from you." ——Are there many things in the world that are like this?Otherwise, how could there be so many tragedies caused by misunderstandings and contradictions in the world? A little misunderstanding and contradiction may cause an irreparable tragedy in eternal life. This is the greatest tragedy in life. Lan Lan said: "He saved the lives of our Lan family. Of course I can't watch him suffer, so I secretly wrote many letters for him and tried every means to ask someone to bring him to Langshan. Can send someone down the mountain to fetch his son." Bu Zhan said, "Why don't we know about this?" Lan Lan sighed, "Maybe it's just because of my entrustment to someone else that all these letters fell into the hands of a villain." She went on to say: "But we didn't think of this at the time, because not long after my letter was sent, someone from Langshan brought a reply from Master Zhu Wu." Bu Zhan said, "What echo?" Lan Lan said: "That man's name is Song San, he looks very sincere, and he claims to be the fifth Lord Zhu's confidant." Bu Zhan said, "I've never heard of this person." Lan Lan said: "Of course his name is fake, but it's a pity that we will never know who he is in the future." Bu Zhan said, "Why?" Lan Lan said: "Because even his bones have rotted now." She added: "He sent a sealed wax pill, Zhu Yun must open it himself, because the wax pill hides a secret letter from Lord Wu to his son, and it must not be seen by a third party." Of course, there are secrets between father and son, no one will doubt this. Lan Lan said: "Unexpectedly, there is a puff of poisonous smoke and three poisonous needles hidden in the wax pill." Xiao Ma rushed to ask: "Zhu Yun was tricked by him?" Lan Lan smiled wryly and said, "Who would have imagined that his own father would plot against his own son? Fortunately, he is really an unborn martial arts prodigy, and he was able to force out most of the poison with internal force." Xiao Ma said: "Where is Song San?" Lan Lan said: "When Song San came, he was already poisoned. Just as he was about to escape, the poison had already kicked in. In less than a moment, even the bones and flesh were rotten." Xiao Ma clenched his fists and said, "What a ruthless person, what a vicious method." Lan Lan said: "But the poison of a tiger does not eat its children. At that time, we had already thought that there must be someone else who asked Song San to deliver the letter. He didn't want to let Mr. Zhu Wu and his son meet again, because he knew that once Zhu Yun returned, he would definitely kill him." Inherit the hegemony of Grandfather Zhu Wu." She sighed: "We also thought of another, more terrifying point." Xiao Ma said: "Which point?" Lan Lan said: "Since this person dares to do this, even if Grandpa Zhu Wu is not dead, he must be dying." Bu Zhan immediately agreed, and said bitterly: "Master Zhu Wu is a shocker. If he is safe and sound, even if this person is very courageous, he will never dare to do this." Lan Lan said: "Father and son care about it out of nature. At this time, Zhu Yun can no longer be stubborn." She sighed again, and said, "But we also thought about it. Since this person dared to plot against the only son of Mr. Zhu Wu, he must already have the power to control everything on Wolf Mountain. If we rush up the mountain like this, we must Not being able to see Master Zhu Wu may have harmed his old man instead." Bu Zhan added for her, saying: "Because you were still not sure whether he was dead or alive at that time, even though Zhu Yun's skill is peerless, the toxicity has not been completely eliminated after all, and he will be affected to some extent when he makes a move." Lan Lan said: "It's a pity that we can't wait any longer, so we must think of another surefire way." Xiao Ma said: "So you thought of me." Lan Lan nodded and said, "We don't want to deceive you, but this matter is too secret, we must not leak any information." Xiao Ma also sighed, nodded and said: "Actually, I don't blame you, this is what I wanted to do." Chang Wuwu said coldly: "Now I just want to know one thing." Xiao Ma said: "What's the matter?" Chang Wuwu said: "Who is the mastermind of this conspiracy?" Xiao Ma didn't answer, neither did Lan Lan and Bu Zhan, but they all thought of one person at the same time—"Wolf Gentleman" Wen Liangyu. He was originally the confidant of Grandpa Zhu Wu, but he never showed up at such a critical juncture. There is a secret passage under the throne behind the bead curtain. The person who spoke for Mr. Wei Wu just now must have slipped through the secret passage. Is this person Wen Liangyu?Where can he escape? "No matter where he flees, he can't escape." "Even if we want to chase, we must not take this secret path!" "why?" "With his insidiousness and deepness, he will definitely leave a powerful ambush in the secret passage." After all, Bu Zhan is scheming, "This time we must not miss the important event because of excitement." Everyone agrees on this, and everyone is waiting for Zhu Yun's decision. Only the pony didn't wait.He didn't want to wait any longer, and he couldn't wait any longer. He rushed out again, and Lan Lan chased after him and asked, "Where do you want to go? What are you going to do?" Xiao Ma said: "Go and kill someone." Lan Lan said: "Who?" Xiao Ma said: "A person who always hides behind a mask." Lan Lan's eyes shone brightly, and she said again: "Do you think he is probably Wen Liangyu?" Xiao Ma said: "Yes." There is light outside, the light of the sun.The sun is shining on the lake. September fourteenth, before dusk.clear. The sun was already westward, and the sunlight shone on the lake and reflected on the golden mask. "it's him?" "Yes." Xiao Ma said confidently, "Besides Wen Liangyu, I can't think of another person." Zhu Yun didn't respond. Joy, though usually wearisome, is not so much as sorrow. A real sadness can not only paralyze the mind, but also break the body. Anger can be exhilarating. The pony rushed out and stared at the Sun Envoy on the other side: "You're still here?" The messenger said, "Why should I go?" Xiao Ma said: "Because of what you did." ——You use the corpse of Lord Wu Zhu to command the wolves; lewd and evil... There is no need for Xiao Ma to say these things, because the messenger of the sun god does not deny it at all. Xiao Ma said: "You have done these things very successfully, but it's a pity that Zhu Yun is not dead yet, and neither am I." The messenger said: "It's his luck that he didn't die; it's my luck that you didn't die." Xiao Ma said: "Is it your luck?" The messenger said: "Because Zhu Yun is not your friend, but Xiao Lin and Lao Pi are." Xiao Lin was right behind him, and Lao Pi was also there. The messenger said: "And you still have two fists and a friend who can use a sword, but Zhu Yun has only half his life left." Xiao Ma said: "You want me to kill him in exchange for Xiao Lin?" The messenger said: "There are many people in this world who like the new and dislike the old. Maybe you will sacrifice Xiaolin for Lan Lan, but I believe you are definitely not this kind of person." He knew Xiao Ma couldn't sacrifice Xiao Lin, but he could sacrifice everything for Xiao Lin. The messenger said: "I can also guarantee that your fist and Chang Wuwu's sword are enough to deal with Zhu Yun." The pony's fist was not clenched, he couldn't, his hands were shaking. Because he didn't think of a thing. He didn't expect that Old Pi, who would kneel on the ground and lick people's feet, suddenly jumped up, hugged the envoy of the sun god, and rolled into the lake. Before rolling into the lake, Lao Pi also said two words: "You treat me as a friend, I can't let you lose face." "friend." What an ordinary word, what a great word! Regarding these two words, Zhu Yun finally came to a conclusion. "Now I know that no matter how advanced martial arts are, they can't compare with true friendship." If there is no such emotion in the world, what kind of world would this world be?Can a person still be considered a person? The sky is full of sunset, and the lake is full of sunset. Xiao Ma and Zhu Yun faced each other silently, speechless for a long time. It was Zhu Yun who spoke first: "Now I also know that you are a truly remarkable person, because you trust your friends, and your friends trust you, because you can die for your friends, and your friends are willing to die for you." The pony kept his mouth shut. Zhu Yundao: "No one would have thought that Lao Pi did this for you, and neither would I, so I'm not as good as you." He sighed, and said again: "I also know that I'm sorry for you, but at least I can do a few things for you." Xiao Ma didn't ask him what was the matter, it was Lan Lan who asked. Zhu Yundao: "I can assure you that there will be no more wolves on Wolf Mountain, nor will there be anyone who eats grass." The pony stood up and said three words he had never said before. He said, "Thank you!" Xiaolin is awake. The setting sun shone on her face, even under the setting sun, her face was still pale. She didn't face the pony, but said softly, "I know you're looking for me, and I know what you've done for me." Xiao Ma said: "Then you—" Xiao Lin said, "I'm sorry for you." Xiao Ma said: "You don't need to say these three words to me." Xiaolin said: "I have to say it, because I can never be with you again, there is already a rift between us that can never be repaired, and being together will only make the pain deeper." She was crying, tears falling like rain: "So if you really treat me a little better, you should let me go." So the pony had to let her go. Watching her slender figure fading away under the setting sun, he was speechless and had no more tears. Lan Lan had been watching them all the time, and suddenly asked: "Is there a crack in this world that can never be healed?" Chang Wuwu said: "No." There was still no expression on his face: "As long as there is true love, no matter how big the rift is, it can definitely be made up." Lan Lan said: "Who did you say this to?" Chang Wuwu said: "That pony is as stupid as a donkey." Xiao Ma suddenly rushed over again, towards the setting sun, towards the place where Xiao Lin's figure disappeared. The sunset is so beautiful, life is so beautiful, as long as a person still has a chance, why should he give up so easily?
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