Chapter 6 Night of the Fifth Showdown

August, Fifteenth, Mid-Autumn Festival, full moon. What about people? People will bleed. The moon has no blood, but people have. From this place, the moonlight is definitely not as bright as the lights. All kinds of lanterns are lined up in every place where lanterns can be hung on the street, making this supposedly peaceful and peaceful reunion festival look a bit like Jinwu can't help the Shangyuan carnival night. This border town, which was already dead and deserted, also looked a bit like a Yuan Ye flower market lit up like daylight. It's a pity that there are only lights on the street and no people.

People are upstairs. Sihai Building is located in the center of this street, like the heart of a small town.It controls the rhythm of breathing and the circulation of blood in this place, and everyone here is proud of it. Boss Tie sat on a tall building, his eyes were like eagles, but his appearance looked like a tiger or leopard, eager to drink the blood of the enemy. Many people are lining up in front of him to report. "The inventory of the weapon inspection is complete." "The oil for the lantern candles has been replenished." "After the personnel counting is completed, there is no omission, no sickness, no drunkenness, no loss, and no off-duty."

"The street has been cleared, no water, no obstacles!" Everything was arranged properly, but no one mentioned the silk in the dark card. It is absolutely confidential, except for the twenty-nine Sishi who are ready to die at any time, only the boss himself and Silu know this secret, even if someone else knows, that person can't tell this secret now . A person without a mouth can't say anything. How can a person without a head have a mouth? Although the expressions of Uncle Tie and Mr. Silk Road were serious, they were also calm and calm. For this battle, they seem to have been very sure.

The famous Jiangnan Murong and the blind but not blind Liu Mingqiu, in their eyes, seemed to be nothing more than two moths. They had already lit their lamps and waited for the moths to come to the flames. There is a flash of light in the distance, as if a meteor has fallen, a person is as light as a swallow, sweeping in the air, from the darkness into the brightly lit place, and then passing through the window into the tall building. He looks like a child, but he is thirty-six or seventeen years old. He looks like a young girl, but he has a beard many years ago. Because he is a dwarf.Born a dwarf.It's just that his dwarf is different from other dwarves in a few points.

His surname is Zhu, and his first name is Zhu Ru. He married a wife. His wife is Ma Jiajia, with good looks, good family background, good manners, good grooming, and good clothes. She is a well-known beauty in the world. Her figure is especially admirable, with long legs, high chest, and high waist, even the most picky man can't find any flaws. Ma Jiajia is seven feet one inch tall, which happens to be twice as tall as her husband, Mr. Zhu. Based on this alone, Mr. Zhu can already be proud of himself. What makes him even more proud is that it is not his wife that the people in the world envy him, but his lightness.

He is confident that his qinggong can at least rank eighth in Jianghu. Light as a swallow, it landed silently, and when it landed, it landed beside Uncle Tie. He flew across the sky and entered through the window. When his toes landed, his mouth was right next to the uncle's ear. Uncle Tie actually sat still, because he already knew that this person would come, and he was right next to him when he came. When Zhu Ru performed lightness kung fu, the accuracy of the "landing point" has never been matched by anyone. Even after he jumped up and volleyed eighteen catties, his foothold would still fall on the point where he just jumped. From that place, even the footprints can be exactly matched.Just like the mouths of lovers in love, they fit tightly together, not bad at all.

So the big boss just asked lightly: "How is the situation?" "The situation is very good." Zhu Ru said, "As the big boss expected, almost everyone who should come has come." "Almost?" the big boss said, "How much is the difference?" "Only one." "Who?" "Liu Mingqiu." Zhu Ru said, "This blind man who is not blind has always been a loner, but recently he suddenly took refuge in Jiangnan Murong." "why?" "No one knows why," Zhu Ru said, "What's even more incomprehensible is that he didn't come today."

Uncle Tie didn't seem to be very interested in this question. The question he was interested in was: "How many people who shouldn't have come?" "Who?" "A woman who covered her face with a white scarf and wore a straight white cloth gown, she seemed very mysterious." Zhu Ru said, "Murong came here in a small sedan chair, and this woman has been following her all the time. By the side of the sedan chair." Boss Tie frowned, and Mr. Silu also frowned, and suddenly asked Zhu Ru, "How do you know this person is a woman?" He asked Zhu Ru: "Not only can you not see her face, but you can't even see her figure. How can you be sure that she must be a woman?"

This question is very sharp and very specific, and Zhu Ru's answer is equally practical. "Because I got hot when I first saw her, and my whole body suddenly became hot." Zhu Ru said, "I couldn't see her whole body, but my feeling at that time was actually better than seeing seventy or eighty people. Naked pretty girls are impulsive." This feeling is hard to explain.Zhu Ru could only say: "Every step she takes, every movement, carries an indescribable temptation. Especially her eyes." Zhu Ru sighed: "There seems to be an invisible eye in her eyes. hand, can take your soul away at any time."

He didn't explain it very well, but the uncle and Mr. Si already understood what he meant. A natural stunner is like an awl, no matter what kind of bag you hide her in, it can pierce through the same bag. "Do you know where this woman came from?" "I don't know." Zhu Ru said, "But I know she must be Murong's woman. She has been following him all the time, almost inseparable." ——A man who can keep such a woman by his side is of course very outstanding. "What kind of person is Murong of this generation?" Boss Tie Da asked Zhu Ru, "What's so special about him?"

"It's hard to say." Zhu Ru hesitated. He has always been very observant and very eloquent. It should be easy to describe a very outstanding person. "This Murong seems to be different from the Murongs of previous generations." Zhu Ru said, "On the surface, he is no different from other Murongs. Like a dead man." "It's not a dead person," Uncle Tie interjected coldly, "It's a nobleman." "noble?" "They often say that only the most noble people can have this kind of complexion. Not only must they be so pale that they are bloodless, but they must also be so white that they turn blue." Uncle Tie sneered: "Because people like them usually don't need Bleeding and sweating in the sun." He is not this kind of person, he rose from sweat and blood, his face is like bronze, so when he talks about this kind of person, there is always an indescribable contempt and ridicule in his tone. ——Because he knew that no matter how much money he had, he couldn't change his face.Because he only has "present" and "future", but no "past". —his past cannot be brought up, even he himself does not want to think about it. ——If a person does not have some warm and beautiful memories, how can he survive the cold and lonely winter when he is getting old? Zhu Ru finally understood what the uncle meant. "But this Murong of this generation is by no means such a self-absorbed person." "Oh?" "This Murong looks the same as them on the outside, but..." After thinking for a while, Zhu Ru chose the most appropriate description: "But under his body, there always seems to be another person hidden inside. " "What kind of person?" "A person who is completely opposite to his appearance." Zhu Ru said: "A despicable, indecent, sinister, vicious, vulgar, tricky, shameless, and cruel hooligan and liar." Uncle Tie's face changed. It is not only inconceivable, but also terrifying that one person can have such two extreme and opposite personalities. No one wants to have such an enemy. "Where's his martial arts?" Boss Tie suddenly asked anxiously: "How is his martial arts?" "I don't know." Zhu Ru said, "I can't see it." "But you must be able to see that there is something special in his movements, and there are some special places." This should be seen. A person who has received extremely strict martial arts training, a person who has extraordinary attainments in a certain kind of martial arts, can be seen in his every move, even in his demeanor. What's more, Zhu Ru is a person who has received strict training in this area.Unexpectedly, he said, "I can't see it." "Why can't you see it?" The big boss was already angry: "Can't you see him?" "I can see him." Zhu Ru said, "But I can only see him, but not his movements and demeanor." "why?" "Because he hasn't moved at all, not even his little finger." Zhu Ru said, "And he doesn't even have any expression on his face." Without waiting for the boss to ask again, Zhu Ru explained: "His face seems to be carved out of marble." Zhu Ru said, "He didn't move because he was always sitting on a very comfortable chair. Didn't move at all." Although the chair has four legs, the chair cannot walk. So how did Murong come here? That's a stupid question that doesn't need an answer, the real problem lies elsewhere. Uncle Tie had already thought of this, and Mr. Silu was already asking Zhu Ru: "Did you say that he was carried here while sitting on a chair?" "yes." "Is he injured?" "No." Zhu Ru said, "At least I can't see that he is injured." "Of course his leg wasn't broken either!" "His leg seems to be still there." Zhu Ru said, "It seems that the Murong family will not choose a person with a broken leg to be in charge of the house." Jiangnan Murong has always been aggressive and victorious, and the most important thing is to save face. The successors of each generation are all civil and military, handsome and handsome sons in troubled times. "Then what's going on with this Murong?" Uncle Tie frowned and asked, "He's neither injured nor disabled. Why didn't he walk here by himself? Why didn't he get a horse to ride on?" Zhu Ru didn't speak. This is not a smart question, and it shouldn't be asked to him at all. This question should have been asked to Murong himself. There is no need to answer stupid questions, but this time Mr. Silk Road actually said: "This question is really good." He said: "If a person does something that he should not do, if it is not because of He's dumb because he's smart. And there's got to be something wrong." "This Murong doesn't seem to be an idiot." "He's definitely not," said Mr. Silk. "He's probably far smarter than you and I think." "Oh?" "At least he knew it was good to be carried in a chair." "What good?" "Sitting in a chair is not only comfortable, but also possible to preserve strength." Zhu Ru said lightly: "We are waiting for him here. We originally took advantage of our leisure." Zhu Ru said: "But now we are all standing, but he is sitting. Instead, he is waiting for work at leisure." gone." Big Boss laughed. "Okay, well said," he asked Zhu Ru, "then why don't you ask someone to get a chair to sit on?" The seat surface of this chair is paved with a navy blue velvet that is bluer than dark blue, smooth and soft as a swan. Murong, who was wearing a silk robe of the same color, sat lazily on the chair, which made his pale face and those pale hands look more obvious and prominent. The two people carrying the chair were extremely short and had broad shoulders, making them look square. Their legs were running like the wind, but their upper body was motionless. Murong sat upright, as if he was sitting in his small hall covered with Persian carpets. This is not a small sedan chair, but a chair tied with two bamboo poles, but it can easily be mistaken for a small sedan chair. The sedan chair should not be quiet, and the chair should be quiet. They are two different things, but in a certain situation, they are often mistaken for the same kind. ——Isn't it the same for people? Wouldn't two people who are completely different be often mistaken for the same, sometimes even mistaken for the same person? There are many things like this in this world. Xiu Xiu followed closely beside Murong, not leaving every step. There are four other people, all of whom are not young, and are not young, but their demeanor is very leisurely, they come here calmly, as if they are taking a walk. But they followed closely behind those two chair lifters with windy footsteps, not even a step behind. Others ran seven or eight steps quickly, they took a leisurely step, and when the footsteps fell, it happened to be at the same instant as the eighth step of others. Each of them carried a very heavy box that no one could see. A box made of rosewood and inlaid with copper strips, even if empty, it is not light. Of course, the box will not be empty. In a decisive battle, no one will bring four empty boxes to the battlefield, but no one knows what is in the box. The footsteps of the eight people following them were not as leisurely as they were. Then there are sixteen people. Then thirty-two. These thirty-two people followed them, and if they didn't want to fall behind, they had to run fast. Seeing this group of people walk up the old street of the town, Uncle Tie suddenly asked Silk Road: "How many people do you think they have come?" "I don't see how many people there are," said Mr. Si. "I can only see that there are six groups of them." "How many people in a group?" "Different groups have different numbers of people," said Mr. Silu. "The first group only has two people." "One sits on a chair, the other follows the chair." "yes." "What about the second group?" "There are four people in the second group, eight in the third group, sixteen in the fourth group, and thirty-two in the fifth group." "I can recognize three of the four in the second group," Uncle Tie narrowed his eyes, "All three are good players!" "yes." "But I think the most powerful of them is probably the one I don't recognize." The man was tall and thin, but his head was very big. He looked as if he had stuck a pear on a chopstick. Such a person should make people feel very funny, but in this world, there are probably not too many people who think him funny. If one hundred people thought him funny, at least ninety-nine and a half of them would have died under his nails. "You must be talking about Mr. Ding." "I think it's probably him." The uncle said, "He is thin and long, but his head is big and flat, it looks like a nail." "His name was originally Ding Ziling." "Ding Ziling?" The uncle's expression changed a little. "Ding Ziling, the spirit nail, once it is nailed down, people will die." "Yes," said Silk Road, "I'm talking about him." Uncle Tie's face was tense at first, but it relaxed in an instant. "That's right, this nail is a bit scary. Fortunately, I'm neither wood nor wall. I'm afraid of a bird?" He said, "I just think it's a little strange." "What's strange?" "A group of two people, a second group of four, a third group of eight, a fourth group of sixteen, and a fifth group of thirty-two." The uncle asked Mr. Si: "I counted and counted, and there are only five groups at most. Said it was six groups?" Mr. Si smiled, and asked the uncle in a very polite manner: "Are the two people carrying the sedan chair human?" The two square people are almost square, not only the same width, but also the same thickness. The two people look like two steamed buns placed on two square boxes. This world is obviously not small, but it is not easy to see such two people. Suddenly, Uncle Tie's face became tense again. Then he gave his order in his usual simple and direct way. "The target of our first attack is their second and third groups, a total of twelve people, annihilating them at once." Uncle Tie said: "As soon as we send out the agreed signal, the operation will begin." He added: "This action must be completed within four high fives." Silk Road smiled. Not only did he understand what the uncle meant, but he also agreed with it. Although there are many people in the fourth and fifth groups, they are too weak to move first. The two square people in the sixth group were too strong to move first. So they must hit it first and break its head and tail. ——If a person can become a real uncle, it is not an easy task after all. Mr. Silu smiled, and suddenly raised his slender hands like a beautiful woman, and quickly made several very graceful gestures. This is of course a secret sign language, and of course no one else will understand what he means except for Si Shi who is his disciple. At this moment, this undoubtedly conveyed the order of the big boss. Then he said with a smile: "Human beings are actually very stupid." He said: "Everyone doesn't want to die, and they try their best to live, but sometimes they are as stupid as moths. Fight the fire." ——When there is a flame burning, there is light.How tragic and beautiful this burning process is. Is the moth to the flame really as stupid as Silk Road imagined? At this time, Murong and his party had already reached the door of "Shengji Shiliang". In one of the most secretive depressions in the Kunlun Mountains, there is a big house made of big white stones, hidden among a pile of gray-white rocks, with high and dangerous hanging stones on all sides, as dangerous as a sharp sword. Around the big house, there is almost insoluble snow all year round, dense fog that never disperses in all seasons, and clouds and smoke that are always present day and night. Does anyone know when this mysterious white stone house was built?Who lived there? In fact, not many people have actually seen this big house with their own eyes. Most of the time, it seems to have disappeared in the white clouds and smog that hang around all year round. Each piece of white stone used to build a house is at least as heavy as nine hundred and fifty high-quality red bricks.The heaviest may be twice that. The mountain is so dangerous, how did these boulders get up?How much manpower and material resources will be used?Even if it is mined nearby, it is a shocking and incredible thing. The size of the big house is magnificent and the structure is precise, even if there is a landslide and an earthquake, it will not collapse. Although the exterior of the big house is rough and unpolished white stone, it looks majestic but simple, but inside it, the luxury, beauty and delicacy that is almost close to mythology is beyond anyone's imagination. There are three floors inside the big house, two floors are on the ground and one floor is underground. There are a total of 360 rooms of different sizes, halls and living rooms. The largest room is said to be able to accommodate a thousand people. These three hundred and sixty houses, of course, are all carefully designed, displaying all kinds of wonderful curios that you have imagined, and some rare treasures that you have never even imagined in your imagination, even in one place. The humble servants' rooms were covered with fine Persian rugs, finely handwoven. Only one room is an exception. This room is at the center of the big house, but there is almost nothing in the room. A pure white wall, a pure white roof, a narrow door, two small windows, a table, a chair, a bed, a white cotton pillow, a white cotton quilt, and a white The cotton robe looks like an ascetic. The wooden table is big, very big.It was full of files clipped with white cardboard.Every file contains a secret, and every secret can stir up martial arts. If someone discloses these dossiers, it is unknown how many heroes, heroes, celebrities and chivalrous women in the world will be destroyed because of this. ——Among these dossiers, surprisingly, most of them are about Chu Liuxiang. Everything about Chu Liuxiang in this life. His ancestors, his family background, his birth date, his infancy, his childhood, his playmates, his growth, his struggles, his rise, his fame, and his future The legendary stories that have been experienced. In addition, of course, there are his romantic and amorous lovers. On the original white cover of each dossier, its content is simply and concisely indicated, and some of the marks are very interesting. "From Chu Liuxiang's childhood toys, we can see his tendency to learn martial arts and his way of learning martial arts." "From Chu Liuxiang's nurses when he was young, what kind of woman can make him most fascinated." "The relationship between Chu Liuxiang's nose and the drug." "Chu Liuxiang and Shi Guanyin." "Chu Liuxiang and the jellyfish." "Chu Liuxiang and Hu Tiehua, and his attitude towards friends." "Chu Liuxiang's preferences and habits for sleeping and eating." The contents of the dossiers are not only classified in detail, but also very incisive. From these dossiers, it is not difficult to see how well the person who studies Chu Liuxiang has a deep understanding of him. This person knew Chu Liuxiang, maybe even more than Chu Liuxiang himself. Wearing a white cotton robe with a triangular hood, the man looked like a Persian fakir, and under no circumstances did he try to keep his face from being seen. At the moment, he is concentrating on flipping through the largest and thickest file, and the title on this file is astonishingly: "Chu Liuxiang's death." This title is really appalling. How could Chu Liuxiang, who waved his hand at Yunxia, ​​so far away that even the ghost soldiers of Hades couldn't touch a piece of his clothes, die? However, there are indeed many people in the arena secretly rumoring that the undefeated Chu Liuxiang was indeed defeated this time. He loses, so he dies. If an undefeated person loses, he usually only dies. But how can an undefeated person lose? This dossier records all the characters and details about this story, from the beginning to the end. It is said that he died at the hands of a woman. This point already makes people feel that the legend is not without reason. If there is one person in this world who can defeat Chu Liuxiang, that person is of course a woman, and she is an extremely beautiful woman. There is no doubt that people have the same heart and the same reason. It is said that this woman's surname is Lin, and her name is Lin Huanyu. Of course Lin Huanyu is extremely beautiful, but no one knows how beautiful she is because no one has seen her. But the woman who can make Chu Liuxiang fall in love with her is undoubtedly a stunning beauty in the world. You don't need to see this with your own eyes, anyone can imagine it. Moreover, she is also a cousin of the Murong family in the south of the Yangtze River, and the direct cousin of Murong Qingcheng, who is the number one son in the world, stunningly talented, and unparalleled in the world. If you want to find a suitable partner for Chu Xiangshuai, who else is more suitable than her? In addition to Murong, Huanyu, and Chu Liuxiang, this story is said to involve other people, of course they are all famous people, including: Liu Shangdi, the most romantic in the south of the Yangtze River, the first in swordsmanship, and the first in grace, has a sword like silk, uses softness to overcome rigidity, and pierces the heart with one sword. Liu Rushi, the number one prostitute in the south of the Yangtze River, is as beautiful as peaches and plums, charming as if she is boneless, full of pearls, she doesn't even look at her. Guandong anger, one side is a big man, a generation of heroes.Guandong was angry, and there were countless corpses. With these wonderful and outstanding people, this story should have been extremely sensational, but the strange thing is that there are not many people in the world who really know the details of this story. Especially its ending, few people know about it. Perhaps because few people know about it, there are more and more legends about it. Some people even said that although Lin Huanyu is beautiful, but she is a confidante, she has been plagued by serious diseases since she was a child, and like a vicious snake, she can not only entangle herself to death, but also entangle everyone who falls in love with her to death. Chu Liuxiang fell in love with her, so there was only death. But is there anyone who can prove that Chu Liuxiang is really dead?Has anyone ever seen his dead body? The person in the white cotton robe has been studying this file over and over again. If anyone can see his face, he will definitely find that his expression is very tired. If anyone can see his eyes, he will definitely see that his eyes are full Full of blood red silk. If someone could see through his heart, he would definitely find a knot in his heart. This knot is difficult to untie, because he will never know whether Chu Liuxiang is really dead. In order to untie this knot, he no longer knows how much manpower and material resources have been invested, and how much painstaking effort has been expended. —Is this because of hatred? —Of course it is, and what power but hatred can make a man pay so much? ——Who is this person?Why do you hate Chu Liuxiang so much? It wasn't until he saw a person that there was a little hope in his bloodshot eyes. Like a ghost, this person suddenly slid in through the narrow door. As soon as the figure flashed and the eyes glanced, the lights in the room were suddenly extinguished, and the ghost-like man was heard saying in a low, hoarse but very excited voice: "Operation Moth has begun."