Chapter 8 The eighth chapter Qingfengmingyue

Amidst the roar, Jian Guang stabbed like a horse, Zhang Xiaolin held his hands behind his back, but did not move, Jian Guang suddenly stopped half an inch in front of his throat. The sword light had already reflected his brows into a pale blue color, and his Adam's apple had been stimulated by the cold sword energy to tremble uncontrollably, but his expression remained unchanged. His nerves were like cast iron. A little red pushed the sword forward half a minute, the tip of the sword did not move in the wind, and his wrist seemed to be composed of iron. He murmured, "You think I dare not kill you?"

The point of the sword was only two minutes away from Zhang Xiaolin's throat, yet he remained calm and said with a faint smile, "Of course it's not that you don't dare, it's just that you don't want to." Yidianhong sneered and said, "I want to kill you wholeheartedly, how could I not want to?" Zhang Xiaolin said with a smile, "What fun can you get by killing me like this?" The tip of the sword trembled suddenly. The wrist that was as calm as a red rock was shaken, and he hissed: "Are you really so confident?" Suddenly a sword stabbed out.

From head to toe, Zhang Xiaolin never moved a single bit. Although the sharp edge of the sword just passed close to his neck, this sword might also pierce his throat. Although his slightly red face was still as cold as ice, his muscles were already trembling. Finally, his face twisted strangely, and he said, "You...you really don't want to fight with me?" His voice He even trembled. Zhang Xiaolin sighed and said, "I'm really sorry." Yidianhong looked up to the sky and said with a long smile: "Okay!" The laughter was so harsh that he turned his long sword back and stabbed at his own throat.

This time, Zhang Xiaolin was really taken aback, he slashed his hands to snatch his long sword, a little red wrist flickered, the tip of the sword was never within an inch of his own throat. Zhang Xiaolin also launched the martial arts of empty-handed and white-knife, focusing on snatching. Under the starlight, I saw the sword light flickering, and the figures rising and falling, the two of them had already started fighting, but the purpose of the two people's fighting was not to hurt people, but to save them.The other person to kill is not an opponent, but himself. This kind of action is really unprecedented and unique.

Dozens of moves in an instant, suddenly heard the sound of "Zheng", there was a zither sound on the lake, the sound of the zither ding dong, the rhythm is natural, but it seems to contain an indescribable hatred, just like The country is ruined and the family is destroyed, full of grief and indignation, and it seems to be bullied and insulted, and the resentment is hard to dispel. When the sound of the zither sounded, the heaven and the earth seemed to be filled with a sense of desolation and death. The stars and the moon in the sky were all dimmed, and the scenery of the famous lake was also eclipsed by it.

Zhang Xiaolin was open-minded and open-minded, and he didn't feel anything after hearing it. That little bit of red is a miserable life experience, and he is down and out. His heart is already extreme, and he is full of depression and injustice. Otherwise, how could he take killing as a career and take pleasure in killing? At this moment when the sound of the zither came to his ears, he could only feel the blood rushing, and he couldn't help himself. He suddenly raised his head to the sky and screamed, and stabbed Zhang Xiaolin with a backhand sword. The sword was swift and sharp, Zhang Xiaolin suddenly had no time to think, and instinctively dodged it, only a little red was seen under the starlight, his eyes were red, and he seemed crazy.

When Yidianhong's second sword came out, Zhang Xiaolin had no choice but to avoid it. Although he was able to calm down just now, he was facing a man who had lost his mind, so the situation was naturally very different. The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, and so did the red sword light. It seemed that his whole body was completely controlled by the sound of the piano, and he could no longer be independent. Zhang Xiaolin couldn't help being horrified, he wasn't afraid that a little red would hurt him, but he knew that a little red would hurt himself if things went on like this.

The rapid sword light has already woven a curtain of light in front of Zhang Xiaolin, and no one in the world can stop this crazy sword light. Zhang Xiaolin suddenly said loudly: "Do you dare to follow me into the water?" In the voice, he turned over in the air and jumped into the lake. Yidianhong jumped down without any hesitation. But the water is quite different from the land, a little red palm pierced out with the sword, but Kongzi stirred up a splash of water, it's hard to hurt anyone anymore. Zhang Xiaolin got into the water, but he returned to the sea like a dragon, his body flicked and twisted like a fish, he had already pinched Little Red's wrist, touched his acupoints, threw him onto the lake bank, and said with a smile: "Brother Hong, Brother Hong , Although you have suffered a bit at this moment, it is better than going crazy and dying." Another sharp turn jumped into the water, swimming towards the sound of the piano.

In the misty mist, there is actually a lone boat floating in the lake. Sitting cross-legged on the lone boat was a young monk in a moon-white robe, playing the piano.Under the reflection of the stars and the moon, his eyes are like bright stars, his lips are red and his teeth are white, his face is as bright as a young girl's, but his gentle expression and chic demeanor are unmatched by any woman in the world. His whole body looked spotless, and he seemed to be hanging down from the clouds above the nine heavens. Even if Tang Monk was reborn and Xuanzang was resurrected, I'm afraid it would be nothing more than that.

Chu Liuxiang took a look, frowned and smiled bitterly: "So it's him, I should have thought of it a long time ago, besides him, who else in the world can make such a piano sound... He plays the piano in the moonlight, but he is elegant, but he doesn't know the pain." me." He dived to the side of the boat, and then he came out and said: "Master, is there anything that can't be overcome?" With a sound of ding dong, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped. Although the monk was also taken aback, his expression was still calm. He glanced at him coldly and smiled, "Brother Chu, every time he sees the poor monk, does he always get wet?" Is it?"

This young monk is none other than Wuhua, the famous "Wonderful Monk" all over the world. When he was boating on the sea that day, he was startled by Chu Liuxiang coming out of the water. Chu Liuxiang smiled and said, "Master, have you ever seen two people?" Wuhua said, "I don't know who those two are?" Chu Liuxiang said: "The first one is the 'kill without bloodshed, a little red under the sword'." Wu Hua frowned slightly, and suddenly sank the lyre in front of her into the water. Chu Liuxiang wondered: "This piano is always more precious than my mask, why did you throw it into the lake?" Wuhua said: "You mention that person's name here, this piano is already stained with blood, and can no longer make ethereal sounds." After speaking, he washed his hands in the lake water, and took out a piece of silk as white as snow. Towel, to dry off the drops of water. Chu Liuxiang said: "Do you think this lake is clean? Maybe there is..." Wu Hua hurriedly interrupted his words, saying: "People can dirty water, but water is not dirty to people, it flows to and fro, its quality is dust-free." Chu Liuxiang sighed, and said, "No wonder you want to be a monk. If a person like you doesn't become a monk, he might not be able to survive even a day in the mundane world." Wuhua smiled lightly and said, "What about the second one?" Chu Liuxiang smiled bitterly and said, "Although this second person has recognized me, I have not recognized him. I only know that he has extraordinary lightness skills, hidden weapons are vicious, and he has also learned ninjutsu." Wuhua was slightly moved and said, "Ninjutsu?" Chu Liuxiang said: "You have always been knowledgeable, but do you know that 'ninjutsu' has entered the Middle Earth?" Wuhua pondered for a while, then slowly said: "Ninjutsu is top-notch, it was passed down from Iga, even on the main island of Dongying, it can be regarded as a very mysterious martial art, but in the eyes of the poor monk, your supernatural powers are not only similar to ninjutsu but also equally effective. , and more than that.” Chu Liuxiang said: "You praise me so much, but you want me to deliberately lose a few games to you the next time I play chess?" Wuhua said seriously: "The martial arts of Dongying was originally introduced from our country in the Tang Dynasty, but they have changed it a little. The most famous schools of Liusheng style and Yidao style in Dongying martial arts mostly pay attention to using static brakes and then attacking people. Isn't it similar to the mentality of our country's internal family, as for their sharpness and simplicity of swordsmanship, it also comes from the same source as the popular swordsmanship in the Tang Dynasty in our country, similar with minor differences." Chu Liuxiang smiled and said, "You are indeed profound, but that ninjutsu..." Wuhua said: "Ninjutsu sounds abstruse, but it's actually just a mixture of light skills, hidden weapons, drugs, and disguises. It's just that their nature is the most imitative, and they have an inexplicable spirit of martyrdom. Not only can we appropriate the things that belong to our country, but we can also exaggerate them to the point of almost mythology.” Chu Liuxiang said: "I just want to ask you, has the kind of martial arts that became 'ninjutsu' after their exaggerated changes have entered the Middle Earth? Has anyone learned it?" Wuhua pondered: "It is said that twenty years ago, a ninja from 'Iga' came across the sea and lived in southern Fujian for three years. If there is anyone in the Middle Earth martial arts who can master ninjutsu, it must be those three. I learned it from him in the middle of the year, and I think he must be a figure in the southern Fujian martial arts." Chu Liuxiang frowned and said, "Minnan?...Could it be someone from two great martial arts families, Chen and Lin?" Wu Hua frowned and said with a smile: "It's such a good night, but you and I are just talking about common things, aren't you afraid of disappointing Qingfengmingyue?" Chu Liuxiang said: "I am an ordinary person, especially at this moment, apart from these ordinary things, I have no interest in other things." He stood up suddenly, and laughed loudly: "If you want to talk about Zen or play chess, I will find you after I'm done, and I guarantee that I must be dry." Little splashes. Wu Hua smiled and said, "The appointment of Zen and chess, don't forget it." Chu Liuxiang showed her head on the water, and laughed loudly: "Anyone who can forget the promise of no flowers must be an idiot." Wu Hua watched him slide away like a fish, and said with a slight smile, "Being able to get to know this man, no matter whether it's a friend or an enemy, can be regarded as a pleasure." Chu Liuxiang swam back to the shore, picked up a little red, found a tall tree, and put him firmly between the branches, then swept him down to the ground, waved his hands and smiled: "Let's just leave here, in half an hour, you will be gone." Will wake up, I know you never want to be seen by me in a panic when you wake up." He marched into the city, thinking repeatedly along the way, only felt that the matter was still a mess up until now, and he couldn't figure out any clues. He decided not to think about it for the time being, so that his mind could rest for a while. The human mind is a strange thing. If you don't use it for a long time, it will rust, but if you use it too much, it will become numb. After entering the city, the morning light has already emerged, and there are already few pedestrians on the street. Chu Liuxiang's clothes were also dry, she turned three times and turned to the Happy Hall again, Song Gang's body was gone, Shen Shangu and the disciples of Tianxing Gang also left. A few black-clothed men were tidying up and cleaning. Seeing Chu Liuxiang, they all shouted: "The gaming table is not open yet, come back at night, what are you in a hurry for?" Chu Liuxiang smiled and said, "I'm looking for Leng Qiuhun." The big man said angrily: "What are you, you dare to call Mr. Leng's name directly." Chu Liuxiang said: "I'm nothing but Leng Qiuhun's brother." Several big men took a look, put down the broom and bucket, and hurried in. After a while, Leng Qiuhun came out Shi Shiran. Although his face looked sleep-deprived, his eyes were still burning with energy. He glanced up and down at Chu Liuxiang and said coldly: "Who is your Excellency? Leng I can't remember having a brother like your Excellency." Chu Liuxiang glanced around on purpose, lowered his voice, and said, "Next is Zhang Xiaolin. In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, he pretended to be like this on purpose." Leng Qiuhun was startled, suddenly took his hand, and laughed loudly: "So it's the second brother Zhao, brother really deserves to die, for forgetting the appearance of the second brother." Chu Liuxiang was secretly amused, and was pulled into an exquisite bedroom by him, a section of a woman's disheveled hair bun was exposed under the embroidered quilt, and a jasper hairpin had fallen on the pillow. Leng Qiuhun hurriedly lifted the quilt, and said coldly: "It's over, why don't you leave?" The woman shrieked and put on her clothes, and staggered out. Only then did Leng Qiuhun sit down, looked at Chu Liuxiang, and said, "I don't think that brother's disguise technique is actually very subtle." Chu Liuxiang rubbed his nose and said with a smile, "Brother Leng, can you see that?" Leng Qiuhun said: "After changing his appearance, he is naturally not as natural as before. If you look ugly, brother, it is not easy to see through, so... this is always a bit too eye-catching." Chu Liuxiang almost burst into laughter secretly, but sighed in her mouth: "Hurry up and change your appearance in the dark night, although it doesn't look very similar, it's just going to be done." Leng Qiuhun glanced again, and said: "It's not bad at all, as long as the nose is lower and the eyes are smaller, that's all." Chu Liuxiang suppressed a smile and said, "Yes, I will definitely correct it next time." He rolled his eyes and said again: "Where's Aunt Shen Shan?" Leng Qiuhun smiled slightly and said: "I don't want to follow in the footsteps of my brother, so I naturally let her go. Although the Tianxing Gang has lost its talents, it can still be regarded as a famous gang. I don't want to have too deep a grudge with them." Chu Liuxiang said: "It should be so, but I don't know if Xiongtai sent someone to inquire about the whereabouts of the warriors in Jinan City?" Leng Qiuhun said: "I have asked people to search carefully. The 'five ghosts' are not in the city. Besides, although there is a famous person, it has nothing to do with our affairs." Chu Liuxiang said casually, "Who is that?" Leng Qiuhun said: "The man's attire is strange, his sword is narrow, he is still a member of the Hainan Sword School, and his expression is still a master, presumably he is either Lingjiuzi or Tianyingzi." Chu Liuxiang jumped up and said, "Is it Tian Yingzi? Where is he now?" Leng Qiuhun wondered: "Brother, why are you so nervous?" Chu Liuxiang said: "Don't ask first, tell me where he is now, or it will be too late." Leng Qiuhun said: "He didn't place an order at the Taoist temple, but he settled in the Yingbin Building in the south of the city. Why is Xiongtai looking for him so urgently?" Before he finished speaking, Chu Liuxiang had strode out, muttering: "I hope it's not too late for me to go, I hope he won't be the third person who died for that letter." The Yingbin building is very large, and there are many tourists, but Tian Yingzi is the only monk who lives alone in a small courtyard in Chaoyang. It's just that people have gone out at this moment. Chu Liuxiang inquired clearly, and after two turns, he got rid of the shop assistant who seemed to be staring at him. But he had already reached the courtyard and opened the lock on the door with a copper wire. Although Tian Yingzi is quite imposing, he doesn't have much luggage, only a yellow bag, which contains a change of underwear, two socks, and a roll of yellow silk scriptures. This volume of scriptures is in the underwear and tied with a silk thread, obviously Tian Yingzi regards it as very precious, Chu Liuxiang secretly said: "Could it be that the mysterious letter is hidden in this scripture?" At this moment, Chu Liuxiang has seen that the letter must be very important, maybe it is the key to unlock the whole secret, otherwise so many people would never have died because of the letter. Chu Liuxiang untied the silk thread, and sure enough, a letter fell from the scripture book. He pulled out the letter in ecstasy, and there were two lines of beautiful handwriting written on the pink letter paper, which seemed to be written by a woman. The letter reads: The letter paper has deep creases. It seems that it has been looked at countless times, but it is still well preserved, which shows that the recipient cherishes it. Although this letter is written in a tactful way, it is obviously that the recipient wants to cut off their love, so don't miss her. If you put it more bluntly, it would be: "I don't like you, and you don't want to be delusional about me anymore." .” This letter was naturally addressed to Tian Yingzi, and the signature at the end of the letter only wrote "Lingsu", which presumably was the girl's boudoir name. Chu Liuxiang sighed secretly and said: "It seems that Yingzi had some sad things before he became a monk this day, maybe he became a monk because of this, and he still carries this heartless letter with him to this day, he is really a passionate seed .” He inadvertently pryed into other people's privacy, and he felt very sorry in his heart, but he couldn't help being very disappointed when he finally failed to find the mysterious letter. The burden has returned to its original state, and no one can see that it has been moved. Chu Liuxiang walked to the street, and asked in a muttered voice, "Where did Tian Yingzi go? He came all the way, presumably to find the whereabouts of his senior brother Lingjiuzi. Since he has arrived in Jinan, he must ask Zhu Sha inquire." With this in mind, he immediately stopped the horse and galloped back to the Happy Hall. Leng Qiuhun actually stood outside the door, as if he had just finished seeing off the guests.Seeing Chu Liuxiang, he smiled and said, "You're still a step late." Chu Liuxiang asked urgently: "Could it be that Tianyingzi came just now?" Leng Qiuhun smiled and said: "Exactly, you went to look for him, but he came to look for me. It's strange that someone from the Hainan Sword Sect has disappeared. What's even more strange is that he didn't ask anyone else, but he came to look for me." Me, Hainan is thousands of miles away from Jinan, and someone from the Hainan Sword Sect is missing, so how would the Cinnabar Sect know his whereabouts?" Chu Liuxiang said: "Do you know where he is going after leaving this place?" Leng Qiuhun said: "Go back to the Yingbin Tower, I have made an agreement with him to pay homage in the afternoon." Chu Liuxiang disappeared without waiting for him to finish speaking. This time he was familiar with the road, and went straight into the courtyard, the window of the room was raised, a skinny Taoist with a black hairpin and high bun was sitting by the window making tea. He didn't know what was going on in his mind, there was no tea poured out of the pot at all, he didn't realize it, he was still pouring the tea pot in his hand. Chu Liuxiang breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured: "I finally arrived in time. This time, no matter what, I will not let anyone kill him in front of me." He cupped his fists under his words, and shouted loudly: "Is the one in the room the Tianying Taoist priest?" Tianyingzi thought he was in a daze, but he didn't even hear such a loud voice. Chu Liuxiang smiled secretly: "This sentimental Taoist, is he thinking about Lingsu again?" He walked to the window with big strides, and said again: "I came here just to make senior brother..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly found that there was no tea in the pot, but he had already drained it, and the tea flowed all over the table and all over him. Chu Liuxiang's thoughts flashed, and she stretched out her hand to pat his shoulder, but he fell straight down, and after falling to the ground, her legs were still bent, maintaining a sitting posture. Chu Liuxiang was terrified, and jumped in. Tian Yingzi's limbs were cold, his breath was cut off, and his chest was covered in blood. He was stabbed at the acupuncture points first, and then stabbed to death with a sword. This famous swordsman who was all over Hainan was apparently killed unknowingly, his killer pierced his chest with a sword, and he didn't even shake the teapot in his hand. What an amazing skill.