Chapter 8 The Seventh Deadly Person

Two people died, one was famous and the other was unknown, but in the eyes of others, they were all the same. All the same but a dead man, a corpse. In an operation of the utmost secrecy and complexity, a dead man can never be of much use. When Chu Liuxiang died, he was just a dead person, no different from other dead people. The reason for this action, why is it him? Suddenly the lights came on again, illuminating the long street. At that moment just now, countless fights and assassinations took place on this long street that will surely be passed down in the world, and there are also countless martial arts masters who once dominated one side, who bleed to death here.

But the street remains the same. ——Because Changjie has no life and no emotion, Changjie is still deserted. No one can be seen, neither the living nor the dead, not even corpses and bloodstains. If you were on that long street at that time, you could only see three people except for the shop that seemed to have turned into a haunted house, and the lights that also seemed to have a ghostly atmosphere. A person with a pale complexion and prominent outlines, who seems to have the grace and temperament of an ancient nobleman all over his body. ——It's Murong. He has been sitting there quietly, the momentary darkness, the momentary light, the momentary murder, the momentary death, it seems that they have nothing to do with him at all.

Not even destruction seemed to concern him at all. Not only does this person not care about his own life or death, he also has no opinion about whether the world should be destroyed or not. The only thing he cared about seemed to be an ethereal shadow in the distance. A shadow that looks like an orchid. It is now around midnight. The other person wore a straight robe and covered her face with a white scarf, but she still seemed to have an irresistible and indescribable charm, even if she was hidden in the mountains and buried in the soil, her charm , Even thousands of miles away, it can still make you worry about it.

This kind of charm can be felt by every mature man, but no one can express it. The third person stood opposite them, just standing casually like this, but no matter who saw him, he would feel that this person was different. What is so different about this person?No one can tell, because there is nothing particularly outstanding about him at all. He is not outstanding, but he looks intimidating, he is not handsome, but he looks very attractive.Although his muscles have gradually relaxed, he still looks as vigorous and flexible as a boy. Because every time he appears, it is carefully designed.

The position where he appeared, the angle at which the light shone on him, the posture and position where he stood, his hairstyle and clothing, everything was carefully designed by experts. Because he is the iron man.Not only the boss, but the boss. Uncle Tie looked at Murong from a distance, and Murong was also looking at him.The expressions of the two of them were actually very calm. The shadow of the light made the outline of Uncle Tie's face as prominent as that of Murong. But they are still different in some places. ——Although Murong is sitting, he still looks much taller than Uncle Tie.

——There is a kind of person who seems to be born aloof! Uncle Tie undoubtedly felt the same way, because he had been irritated.It is only this kind of feeling that can irritate a tycoon like him who has risen from a low place after many battles. But just when he started to get angry, there was a smile on his face. —Have you ever heard of some people who always smile first when they kill? Of course, Murong should be able to see that the person standing in front of him at this moment is an extremely extraordinary person, and he should also be able to see the murderous intent in this person's smiling eyes and the murderous intent lurking around him.

The people he brought with him seemed to have been suddenly engulfed in darkness at that moment just now. Even a person who has never been afraid of death will inevitably become nervous at such a time. Even if he is not afraid, he will inevitably become nervous. Murong seems to be an exception. Uncle Tie looked at him coldly.Suddenly sighed, and really sighed. "You shouldn't have come," he actually said to Murong, "Although you are a hero, you really shouldn't have come." "why?" "Because what I'm looking for is the Murong of the previous generation, not you." The uncle said, "Besides, you are not from the Murong family at all."

——After Murong Qingcheng passed away, Murong had no heirs, so they adopted the second young master of their cousin's family to Murong's family to inherit the cigarettes of this family. Of course, he also took over the family of Jiangnan Murong. This matter is no secret in the arena. "I have investigated you," Uncle Tie said, "I probably know a lot more about you than you think." "Oh?" "You are not only a hero, but also a talent. When you were young, you planned many important events for the Murong family, and your results were good. That's why the Murong family chose you to inherit their family this time." The big boss said: "So I just can't figure it out."

"What can't you figure out?" "I really can't figure out why you have to come to die this time?" Uncle Tie said, "This time, not only did your plan not be thorough, but your actions were even more tolerant. It's almost as if you came to die on purpose." Murong suddenly laughed, at this moment, no one could understand how he could still laugh. —Did you know that some people laugh even before they know they are going to die. Years later, although the conclusion that the thirsty young man made about the battle at that time was absurd, his senior elders did not blame him, but only asked him a few very simple questions.

——Here, as a person who writes about the battle that year, it must be explained that not only did the war have a great impact on the world, but it also affected a wide range of people. It is respected by the people of Jianghu as one of the three famous battles in ancient and modern times, and the person who planned this battle is of course an incomparable genius. So until many years later, there were still people discussing and arguing. On that day, the first question the elder asked the boy was: "Can you be sure that the main cause of this battle is Chu Liuxiang?" "yes."

"How can you be sure?" "Because no one saw whether Chu Liuxiang was really dead." The boy said, "When he died, no one was there, and after he died, no one saw his body." "The dragon never dies without seeing its tail, and the dragon is as dead without its head." The elder said, "Even the musk elephant must find a secret place before death so that he will not be disturbed after death, let alone Xiangshuai? " "Yes, I also understand this truth." The young man said: "Some people are indeed like Xiangshuai. In life, they see the head but not the tail. When they die, Hongfei is nine days away." "So what questions do you have?" "The question is, how can such a person die so easily?" The boy said, "Is he really dead when he dies? Is his death just a means?" He even reminded his elders: "Throughout the ages, I don't know how many famous heroes, generals, and celebrities have experienced this situation, because they are all too famous." ——If a person is too famous, he will inevitably have a lot of unnecessary troubles. If he wants to completely get rid of such troubles, the most thorough way is "death". "The question is, is he really dead? Or is he a fake death?" The elder sighed.Of course he also understands this truth, perhaps much more than most people in this world. Every wrinkle on his face is a trace of life. Although some are carved by the blade, they are still not as deep as those carved by the painful experience of blood and tears. "If your theory can be established, then a person like Chu Liuxiang, given such an opportunity, can spend his life leisurely and leisurely, doing things that he originally wanted to do but had no time to do, calmly and comfortably. , no more troubles," the elder sighed, and the sigh was full of envy: "If a person is so 'dead', what else can bring him back to life?" "Yes," the boy replied with certainty: "Sooner or later there will always be." "Because everyone will do some things in his life that he didn't want to do. Especially people like Chu Xiangshuai." "Oh?" "If you don't do something, you must do something." The boy said: "Everyone has to do something in his life that he didn't want to do before, so his life is interesting." "Who said that?" "You said it." The young man said: "Since you told me once, I have never forgotten it, not to mention how many times you have said it to me." — This is not a cliché either.This is also a lesson learned from countless painful experiences.Every time I say it, it feels different. People who say it feel differently, and people who listen feel differently. The elder smiled wryly, only wryly. It's just that he still has to ask, because asking questions is sometimes a lesson. Because what you answer yourself will always be harder to forget than what someone else forces you to remember. "If Chu Xiangshuai really isn't dead, and is living a life he's longed for," the elder asked the young man, "then what do you think will force him to return to the rivers and lakes in this world?" We can even imagine that "he" is sailing in the lake and sea in his light, comfortable, fast and gorgeous sailboat, enjoying the sweetness of Tianer, the tenderness of Rongrong, and the sweet fragrance of red sleeves. Now he may even have arrived in Persia and became the guest of honor of their royal family. He is reclining on the soft, cloud-like carpet, sipping a glass of fine grape wine in a crystal luminous cup, leaning against Rongrong's shoulders, lightly touching Tian'er and Hongxiu's hands, admiring the wonderful rhythm and vibration of the muscles on the Persian dancer's belly. Under such circumstances, what else can make people return to the murderous grievances and bloody storms between the rivers and lakes? "Yes." The boy said, "There must be." He put it more firmly: "Everyone has to pay for something, and if he doesn't do that, he's not that person, and he doesn't deserve to be that person." "What are you talking about?" "The eternal friendship and loyalty between friends, a promise that never changes, a kind of indebtedness and guilt from the heart." The boy's expression is so serious that it is close to deep pain: "There is also a kind of dual love. Yue life and death will never change love." ——This boy forgot to say one thing, he forgot to say "family affection". Blood is thicker than water, and family affection is always the most profound foundation of human emotions, and it is also the most respected and admired among all ethics. The boy didn't mention this great feeling, just because he couldn't understand the depth and greatness of this feeling. Because he was an orphan who was abandoned by the gutter at birth. The elder understands the young man's feelings, so he just said: "I also have many friends who attach great importance to affection. Some value friendship, some value filial piety, some value affection, and some value righteousness," the elder said. Said: "What is important to them is their weakness." "Yes." The young man said, "Even though love can split gold and stone, in other words, as long as someone has a little affection, it can also split his heart in two." "Well said." The elder said sincerely, "You said well." "The reason why Xiangshuai can become Xiangshuai is because he has feelings," the young man said: "He has feelings, so he can love others with sincerity, and he loves people with sincerity, so others will love him with sincerity, even in a decisive battle of life and death. In battles, he often relied on this true love for life to destroy the opponent's will and turn defeat into victory." ——This truth is more difficult to understand, but the elders also understand it. How can a person without love have confidence, and how can a person without confidence win? The young man's voice was also full of confidence: "If Chu Xiangshuai is to be resurrected, of course we can only use the word 'love' to impress him." He stared at the elder: "A person's empathy is his weakness, but if there is someone in the world, what is my empathy? I can't answer." The young man said: "Because his empathy is everywhere." The elder was silent. At this moment, his expression suddenly became very serious, not only serious, but also with a moderate respect. He suddenly found that the young man in front of him had grown up. "You mean to say that some people in the world who are deeply afraid of Chu Liuxiang have never believed that he is really dead?" manpower and material resources to form a secret organization to carry out an extremely well-planned plan?" "Yes." The boy said, "That's what I mean." "To carry out this plan, first of all, of course, we must find someone who Chu Liuxiang must save, and put him in danger." "good." "However, even though Chu Liuxiang is not dead, he has withdrawn from the arena, how could he know that he has such a close relative and friend who is in danger?" The elder answered the question himself: "To be sure that Chu Liuxiang will know about this matter, of course we must first make this matter a sensation in the world." ——In the battle between Jiangnan Murong and Uncle Tie, both sides led their dead soldiers to the border, causing all the people in the town to flee their homes to avoid disaster. This battle was a sensation before the battle! "So you think this moth operation fully meets these conditions?" "Yes." The boy said decisively: "I believe it is absolutely in line." "But I still have a little doubt." "Oh?" "There are rumors in the world that Chu Xiangshuai's death was framed by the head of the Murong family, 'Master Qingcheng'." ——Murong Qingcheng used his unparalleled cousin, Lin Huanyu, to lure Chu Xiangshuai into an abyss of darkness, misery, humiliation and misery that would never be restored, making this undefeated legend have no choice but to die way. These words are not only rumors among people in the rivers and lakes, but also have been spread as the opening remarks used by the gentlemen who talk about storytelling to attract customers. Of course the young man knew this story, so the elder asked him: "Since Murong and Xiang Shuai have such a grievance, why did Xiang Shuai save this generation of Murong?" The young man was silent, and after a long time he said: "Xiang Shuai is a lover, and belongs to the public, and is an idol in the hearts of the public. It is impossible and unreasonable to say that he only has one woman in his life. "The young man emphasized: "If there is only one woman in his life, at least I think he is not worthy of being Chu Liuxiang." He didn't answer the elder's question, but first said something that had nothing to do with their topic of discussion, and the elder actually listened to him calmly. "Such a person may already be emotionally numb, but when he really falls in love with a woman, he may love more deeply than anyone else." The young man said lightly, "I can understand the emotions of this kind of person." The elder looked at him with sentimentality in his eyes and a smile, "You seem to know more and more things recently." The boy also smiled.There is also sentimentality in the smile. "I think everyone is like this." The young man quietly said, "The years pass by in a hurry, and once you know your heart, you will die without regret." He said: "I think Xiangshuai must be like this, so even if he died because of Lin Huanyu, there is no complaint, not to mention that Lin Huanyu also passed away shortly after he disappeared." What he said was as light as autumn water, but the truth was as thick as spring honey. ——A stunning young girl who was used by others, forced by her benefactor to do something she didn't want to do, of course she knew that the only lover and hero in her heart had already died because of what she did , how could she survive? This is not a fantasy romance, nor is it for sentimental teenage girls. This is a matter for people in the rivers and lakes. ——What kind of people are Jianghu people? In one respect, they may not be considered a human being at all, because they think and behave differently from others. Their lives are like floating clouds, like fallen leaves in the wind, duckweeds in the water, unable to catch anything, nothing, not even roots. All they have is blood, very hot blood. They despise life and death, and value loyalty. For a word, they will do anything. In their minds, the "death of Chu Liuxiang" is by no means a romantic story, but a conspiracy that can change the fate of many people, and even history. For the Jianghu people, this incident did not feel so sad and romantic, but a kind of indescribable pain, just like the feeling of a whip whipping in the heart. ——No day is quiet, and no day can live the life you want. There isn't a single day when you can spend peace and quiet with someone you love, or do something you want to do. --and then? Then there is death. —If you're lucky, you'll get to the top, and then everyone wants you dead, wants you dead, does everything they can to get you dead. —If you're unlucky, you're already dead. Even Chu Liuxiang is no exception, let alone others? So the Jianghu people began to feel sad, even the most forthright and cheerful Jianghu people could not help but feel sad. Even Chu Liuxiang's enemies couldn't help feeling sad for him, seeing Lin Huanyu as a femme fatale. Only Chu Liuxiang herself is an exception. Because they not only love each other, but also understand each other, Lin Huanyu also said before he died: "If he is still alive, he will forgive me, no matter what I have done to him, he will forgive me, because he must know My feelings for him." She said: "Everything is false, and my feelings for him are absolutely false." What she said was not false. ——Is there anything more real in this world than death? "Xiang Shuai must save Murong because this generation of Murong is adopted from the Lin family." The young man said: "The Lin family and Murong are cousins, and this generation of Murong is Lin Huanyu's direct brother." One night, around the full moon, in late spring, I was in a small wooden house in a distant mountain. There are two people, and there is nothing between them, only a tenderness that is too thick to dissolve. On that day, Chu Liuxiang once told her that he was willing to do everything for her. She only wants him to do one thing. —she asked him to take care of her brother. "He is my only relative in this world. I hope you can treat him kindly. As long as you are alive, you can't let him be insulted and bullied by others." Thank you all." Chu Liuxiang agreed to her. With this sentence, if Chu Liuxiang is still alive, how can he let him die in the hands of others? "Putting it to death and rebirth, using this sentence to describe this matter, although it is a little inappropriate, but it also has a deep meaning." The elder sighed: "In this case, it seems that Xiang Shuai has to be resurrected." "should be." "So the plan was undoubtedly a success?" asked the elder. "Even if it succeeds, it will be despised by future generations." "What's this?" "Because it's too cruel." "Cruel?" said the elder, "Military strategists use all means to win. When have you ever seen someone who is not cruel in battle?" "I don't mean that!" The young man pondered: "I mean, this plan is not only cruel, but also completely dehumanized!" He added emphatically: "On the surface, this plan seems very rational and elegant, but in fact it is extremely cruel. Only those who have completely exterminated humanity can do such a thing." He used three terms, cruel, brutal, and cruel, to describe this incident, and even his lips turned white with anger. "The scariest thing about this plan is that all the people who died in this plan were innocent and completely ignorant of the inside story." The young man said, "They were originally engaged in a battle of honor for a little bit of the loyalty of the Jianghu people. Even if they die, if they know that they are just a group of tools being used, I believe they will die with regret." The young man went on to say sadly: "In the minds of Jianghu people, this point is very important." "I understand." The elder's voice was also very heavy: "Especially Mr. Liu who was 'clear enough'. His death is really heartbreaking." ——Of course Mr. Liu is going to die, if he doesn't die, if he breaks the silk screen, wouldn't the moth operation this time be a failure? But since this operation is called "Operation Moth", the result is already predetermined. A moth to a flame can only die.Mr. Liu is a moth, so of course Mr. Liu can only die. The dead will not know the inside story, and of course they will not tell others the whole story of the attack, so this incident and subsequent developments can only fall on the person who is not dead.He is actually the mastermind of the whole incident. ——What in the world is more incomprehensible than this incident?Because if the action is successful, it is an absolute failure for him, and the failure of the action is a success for him, and a complete failure is a complete success, and death has become his greatest victory. "In this incident, there are two very important people, we seem to have forgotten all the time." The teenager said. Of course he was talking about the two girls who wore white cloth robes and covered their faces with white scarves, who had been following Murong all the time. "Especially Xiao Su." ——Xiao Su is Su Su, surnamed Su, first name Su, the person who accompanied Mr. Liu to raid the silk screen. That is, the person who wants Mr. Liu's life. "She is a dark move." The teenager explained for himself: "Of course Murong knows Liu Mingqiu very well, so he put the two of them by his side first, because he is sure that Liu Mingqiu can see their potential." "That's just part of the reason why Murong placed them by his side." "No matter what, Mr. Liu really chose Susu as his partner when he raided the silk screen." The young man said, "Because Mr. Liu is aware of the details, but he never thought that the closest person around Murong would kill him. Killer." "Just because he couldn't think of it, Xiao Su was able to put him to death." Yes. "For a person like Liu Mingqiu, there would never be a 'unexpected' situation at all, because he would never trust anyone." "Because in the minds of any old Jianghu, such a well-planned operation would never have occurred, and its purpose was to seek defeat, not victory." The boy sighed: "This action can indeed be said to have rewritten the history of Jianghu." But no matter under any circumstances, it is still very difficult to assassinate a person like Liu Mingqiu. Of course, Susu still has her conditions. ——The necessary conditions for assassinating a master are speed and opportunity.We must be able to grasp the fleeting opportunity in an instant. Both of these require extremely rigorous training.A rigorous training that only very professional killers receive. "A girl as young as Susu, would she be such a person?" "It should be," Changshen replied: "To train a killer who can kill people in an instant, you must start when he is young, sometimes even before he is born." "Then I'm at a loss again." "Which point?" "How could a killer who has undergone such rigorous training suddenly disappear after she fulfilled her mission?" "She didn't disappear, she just got away from that operation temporarily." The elder said, "Have you heard about her?" "I've heard of it." The boy replied, "I heard that she passed out suddenly after she hit her hand." "yes." "A well-trained killer should already have a very tenacious will, how could he suddenly faint?" "Because she suddenly saw a face," said the elder, "she never dreamed that she would see this face when she was alive, and never thought that this face would suddenly appear in front of her at that moment." .” ——What kind of face is this face?Why was she so intimidated? —Whose face is this face?is extremely ugly?extremely weird?Extremely evil?And extremely handsome? Does an extremely beautiful and handsome face often make people faint? No matter what kind of shock a person faints from, he always wakes up. Why does Susu seem to disappear at that moment? Is she dead or alive now?Or has it been taken away by that person? The identities of Susu and Xiuxiu are undoubtedly very mysterious, and their roles in this operation are undoubtedly very important. What are their identities?What kind of roles are they playing? "And one of the strangest things." "What's up?" "It is unreasonable to say that they have been covering their faces with white scarves because they do not want others to see their true colors." "why?" "Because they have never appeared in the rivers and lakes at all, and no one recognizes them at all." The boy said: "What is even more puzzling is why do they always wear those straight white cloth clothes? To hide their figure?" "I understand that." "Oh?" "They did this only for Murong." The elder said, "Because their faces are so beautiful and their figures are more attractive, no matter for any man, they are an irresistible temptation." "But I know that most men like to be seduced by this kind of temptation." The boy said: "The greater the temptation, the more pleasant it is." "Yes, most men are like this, we can even say that every man is like this." The elder said: "But Murong is an exception." "why?" The elder sighed: "Because although he is amazing, he is a dragon and a phoenix among people, but it's a pity..." At this time, the autumn moon was full, and Murong was still sitting on the long street, just like sitting in his own garden and admiring the moon with his family. Uncle Tie looked at him and suddenly sighed frequently. "No matter what, you are a courageous person. There are not many people like you in the Jianghu." Murong was silent. "Besides, you are not from the Murong family. There is no direct hatred between you and me." Boss Tie said: "I am not a person who likes to kill people." Murong suddenly asked: "What do you mean?" "I just mean that I don't necessarily want to kill you." Uncle Tie said, "I just want you to give me some face." Murong also stared at him quietly for a long time, and suddenly sighed softly: "Don't you know that Jiangnan Murong never gives face to others?" "Do you really want to die?" Murong said lightly: "So what about life? What's wrong with death?" Uncle Tie suddenly laughed, "It's a pity that death is not an easy thing. If I don't let you die, what can you do?" Murong sighed again: "I can't do anything, but..." Before he could finish his sentence, there seemed to be a very gentle cool wind blowing on the long street, as gentle as spring rain. But when the wind blew, the lights on both sides of the long street suddenly flashed a strange spark. A slender and weak spark, it looks like an orchid blooming quietly on a spring night. The color of the lights also changed, as if it had become a light and quiet white like an orchid. Suddenly, there seemed to be thousands of brilliant orchids blooming on this long street at the same time. Of course, Uncle Tie's face also changed, and with the flickering of the fireworks, it changed several colors. Then his body suddenly began to convulse and contract, as if being strangled by an invisible hand. At this very moment, a child in a red shirt jumped out of nowhere, holding a knife in his hand, leaped up into the air, grabbed his bun with one hand, cut off his head, and ran away with his head up, as fast as a ghost, Suddenly disappeared. Before Uncle Tie's body fell down completely, his head was gone. It was midnight. Murong knew that the real attack had already been launched, and it was absolutely fatal, so he would never show mercy or save his life. Of course, he also knew who it was who launched this attack. As long as they made a move, they would be destroyed, no matter who the other party was. Even their parents, wives and brothers are the same. In order to achieve their goals, even they themselves can be sacrificed. Murong deeply understands that now his life and death are on the edge of a knife's edge.If no one came to rescue him, the blood spattered seven feet in an instant, and he could even see the blood spattering with his own eyes. It was his own blood, not someone else's.Although it was equally bright red, in his own eyes it was dead white. —Will the only one who can save him in this situation come to rescue him in time? He wasn't sure, and no one was sure.But he was sure that as long as that person was still alive, he would definitely appear. Because he owed them his life.