Chapter 2 escape for the second time

Even if Lu Xiaofeng has lost himself, at least he has not lost his way. He was sure that this road was heading due west, and he could find clear spring food after walking through the mountain depression ahead. Now that the night was deep and the fog in the mountains was thick, he still believed that his judgment was absolutely correct.But this time he was wrong again. There is neither a mountain depression nor a spring in front of it, only a thick and dense primitive jungle. Hunger is one of the greatest pains of mankind, but compared with thirst, hunger has become a more bearable thing.

His lips were chapped, his clothes were torn, and the wound on his chest was red and swollen. He has fled for three full days in this poor mountain and valley where no spring water can be found. Now even if his friends saw him, they might not be able to recognize him as Lu Xiaofeng. That flamboyant and unrestrained Lu Xiaofeng always fascinates girls. There is darkness in the jungle, and the darkness is full of various dangers, each of which is deadly. If you lose your way in the jungle, hunger and thirst are deadly enough. Whether he can get out of this jungle, he himself is not sure at all.He had lost faith in his own judgment.

But he can only go forward, there is no other way for him to choose, let alone retreat. Retreating is only more dangerous and more terrifying. Because Ximen Chuuxue was staring at him right behind him. Although he couldn't see it, he could feel it—felt the murderous sword aura. Anytime, anywhere, he would suddenly feel chills down his spine for no reason, and at this moment he knew that Ximen Chuuxue was very close to him. Running away is a pain in itself. Hunger, tiredness, fear, worry... like countless whips, whipping him non-stop. It was enough to break him physically and mentally, not to mention he was injured.

Sword wound! Whenever the wound ached, he would think of that unbelievably fast sword. Ximen Chuuxue, who already had "no sword" in his palm, finally drew his sword again. ——I defeated Ye Gucheng with that sword, who else in the world deserves me to use that sword again? ——Lu Xiaofeng, only Lu Xiaofeng! ——For you, I will use this sword again. Now that my sword has been drawn, it will not be stained with your blood and will never be sheathed. No one can describe the sharpness and speed of that sword, no one can imagine it, and no one can dodge it. If there are really immortals, Buddhas, ghosts and gods in the world, they will definitely be eclipsed and moved by this sword.

The sword light flashed, blood splashed out! No one can parry and dodge this sword, not even Lu Xiaofeng, but he is not dead. It is a miracle not to die! In the sky and on the earth, the only one who can escape from the sharpness of that sword is probably Lu Xiaofeng. Darkness, endless darkness.How much danger lurks in the darkness? Lu Xiaofeng didn't even think about it, if he thought about it, he might have collapsed, or even go crazy. When he walked into this dark jungle, it was as if the beast had fallen into a trap and was completely out of control. Still no water, no food.He broke off a branch and groped forward, step by step, like a blind man.

This branch is his bright stick. A living person has to rely on a lifeless piece of wood——Thinking of this, Lu Xiaofeng laughed. A miserable smile full of humiliation, sorrow, pain, and ridicule. Only now did he truly understand the pain of the blind man, and also truly understand the greatness of Huamanlou. A blind man can still live so peacefully and happily, how much love does he have in his heart? There is a tree in front, a tall and big tree. Lu Xiaofeng stopped under this tree, gasping for breath, this may be the only chance for him to breathe. ——Ximen Chuuxue must have thought about it for a while before chasing after him into this jungle.

—But he will definitely come after him. In heaven and earth, almost nothing can stop him, he is determined to make Lu Xiaofeng die by his sword. There is almost no sound in the darkness, but this absolute silence is also the most terrifying sound. Lu Xiaofeng's breathing seemed to have stopped, and suddenly he struck out like lightning, pinching it with two fingers. He didn't see anything, but he shot.His shots rarely miss. When it comes to real danger, human beings will also become like beasts, and they will also have beast-like instincts and sixth senses. He caught a snake.He grabbed the snake's tail, flung it, and then bit the snake's seven inches.

The fishy and bitter snake blood flowed from his throat into his stomach.He suddenly felt as if he had really turned into a beast. But he didn't stop. When the snake's blood flowed down, he immediately felt a kind of life pulsation. As long as it can give him life, as long as it can make him live, he will accept anything. He didn't want to die, couldn't die.If he died now, he would also turn into a ghost and return to the world to wash away his humiliation. The darkness had faded into a strange dead gray. At last he had endured the long night, and now it was dawn at last.

But so what if it was daylight?Even though the darkness was gone, death still pressed on him. There were fallen leaves on the ground. He grabbed a handful and wiped the blood off his hands. At this moment, he suddenly heard a sound. human voice. The sound came from nowhere, as if someone was moaning and panting. How could there be anyone here and now?If he hadn't been forced to have nowhere to go, who would walk into this jungle?On this dead end? Could it be Ximen Chuuxue? Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt his whole body was frozen and stiff, he stopped breathing and listened quietly. Weak moans and panting sounds came intermittently, and the voice was full of pain.

A pain filled with fear, a pain that borders on despair.This pain must not be faked. Even if this person is really Ximen Chuuxue, the pain he endured now will definitely not be less than that of Lu Xiaofeng. Did he also suffer some fatal blow?Otherwise, how could even that murderous sword energy have disappeared? Lu Xiaofeng was determined to find him, no matter whether this person was Ximen Chuuxue or not, he would find him. Of course he could. The fallen leaves are wet, and so is the soil.A person fell into the wet mud of fallen leaves, and his whole body was twisted with pain. A man with gray temples, old, haggard, tired, sad and frightened.

When he saw Lu Xiaofeng, he seemed to be struggling to jump up, but only got a painful spasm. He had a sword in his hand, the shape was ancient and the steel was so pure that anyone could see that it was a good sword. But this sword is not terrible, because this person is not Ximen Chuuxue. Lu Xiaofeng let out a long breath and murmured: "No, it's not him." The old man's Adam's apple was rolling up and down, and there was a glimmer of hope in those eyes full of fear, and he gasped, "You... who are you?" Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "I'm no one, just a passer-by." The old man said, "A passer-by?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Are you wondering why there are people passing by on this road?" The old man looked him up and down, his eyes suddenly revealed a fox-like cunning, and said: "Could it be that you are walking the same way as me?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Very likely." The old man smiled.His smile was bleak and bitter, and when he laughed, he began to cough non-stop. Lu Xiaofeng found that he was also injured, the wound was also on his chest, and it was more serious. The old man suddenly said again: "Who did you think I was?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's another person." The old man said: "Is it someone who wants to kill you?" Lu Xiaofeng also laughed, and asked back: "Who did you think I was? Was it someone who came to kill you?" The old man wanted to deny it, but he couldn't. The two people stared at each other, the expressions in their eyes were like two wounded beasts. No one can understand their expressions, and no one can understand the feelings in their hearts. After an unknown amount of time, the old man suddenly let out a long sigh and said, "Let's go." Lu Xiaofeng said: "You want me to go?" The old man said: "Even if I don't let you go, you still have to go anyway." He was still smiling, and the smile was even more bitter: "My situation seems to be worse than yours, of course I can't help you, you don't care at all. If you recognize me, of course you won’t help me.” Lu Xiaofeng didn't speak, nor did he smile again. He knew that the old man was telling the truth, and that his condition was also bad, even worse than the old man imagined. He may not be able to escape by himself, and of course he can't add another burden. This old man is undoubtedly a heavy burden. After a long time, Lu Xiaofeng also heaved a long sigh and said, "I should really go." The old man nodded, closed his eyes, and didn't even look at him anymore. Lu Xiaofeng said: "If you were just a wild dog, I would have left by now, it's a pity..." The old man suddenly interrupted him again, saying: "Unfortunately, I am not a dog, but a human being." Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly: "Unfortunately, I'm not a dog, I'm also a human being." The old man said: "It's a pity." Although he seemed to have his eyes closed, he was secretly glancing at Lu Xiaofeng. There was that fox's cunning in his eyes again. Lu Xiaofeng laughed again, and said, "Actually, you already knew that I would never leave." The old man said: "Oh?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because you are a human being, and I am also a human being, of course I cannot watch you rot and die here." The old man's eyes suddenly opened, wide open, looked at Lu Xiaofeng, and said, "Are you willing to take me away?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "What do you guess?" The old man blinked and said, "Of course you will take me away, because you are human and so am I." Lu Xiaofeng said: "This reason is not enough." The old man said: "Not enough? Is there any reason?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Bastards are human too." When he said this sentence suddenly, no one could understand it, even the old man, so he had to wait for him to continue. Lu Xiaofeng said: "I took you away only because I am not only human, but also a bastard, an extra-large bastard." It's spring. It is the spring when everything in the world is thriving. The withered leaves grow densely again. The leaves in the jungle are dense and dense, and even the sunlight cannot come in. Between the branches and leaves of the tree trunk, there is still a misty gray-white, so that you can only see a little misty shadow. Can be seen, but not far. Lu Xiaofeng told the old man to lie down, and he also lay down, now even if he knew that Ximen Chuuxue was close at hand, he couldn't walk half a step. They had gone a long way, but when he lowered his head, he saw his tracks again at once. He ran as hard as he could, running with all his strength, but returned to where he had already walked. This is no longer irony, but sadness, the kind of sadness that people feel only when they are close to despair. He was panting, and the old man was panting. A boa constrictor slid down from among the leaves. Of course, the power of a huge boa constrictor is also huge, enough to strangle all life. But he didn't want to move, the old man couldn't move, and the boa constrictor didn't move them, and slid past them quietly. Lu Xiaofeng laughed, even he himself didn't know how he could laugh. The old man turned his head sideways, looked at him, and suddenly said, "Of course I can't just call you a jerk." Lu Xiaofeng said: "You can call me a big bastard." He is still laughing. There are many kinds of laughter, and there is a kind of laughter that is more sad than crying, and his smile is this kind. There was only laughter, but no laughter, and there was no sound at all. Time seemed to pass very slowly in the silence. After a long time, the old man suddenly said again: "Big bastard." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Yes." The old man said: "Why don't you ask me who I am? What's my name?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "I don't need to ask." The old man said: "No need?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Anyway, we're all about to die now, when have you ever heard a dead person ask a dead person's name?" The old man looked at him, and after a long time, wanted to speak, but didn't say anything, then looked at his eyebrows and beard, and finally said: "I suddenly thought of someone." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Who?" The old man said: "Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng with four eyebrows." Lu Xiaofeng laughed again, and said: "You should have thought of it a long time ago, the only extra-large bastard in the world is Lu Xiaofeng." The old man sighed and said: "But I never thought that Lu Xiaofeng would become like this." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What do you think Lu Xiaofeng should look like?" The old man said: "I heard it a long time ago that Lu Xiaofeng is a playboy who pleases women very much, and his martial arts are extremely high." Lu Xiaofeng said: "I've heard of it too." The old man said: "That's why I always thought that Lu Xiaofeng must be a very handsome and pompous person, but now you look like a..." He didn't finish the sentence, but Lu Xiaofeng continued for him: "It's like a wild dog being chased to nowhere." The old man also laughed, and said: "It seems that you must have caused a lot of trouble." Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's not small." The old man said, "Did you cause trouble for a woman?" Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly. The old man said: "Who is that woman's husband? I heard that you can even catch Baiyun City Lord's sword 'Flying Immortal Outside the Sky'. Who else in the world can force you to nowhere?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "There is only one person." The old man said: "After thinking about it, it seems that there is only one person." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Who is this person you think of?" The old man asked, "Is it Ximen Chuuxue?" Lu Xiaofeng was smiling wryly again, only wryly. The old man sighed: "The trouble you caused is really not small. I really can't figure out how you would cause such trouble." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Actually, I didn't do anything, but occasionally I slept on the same bed with his wife, and he happened to see me." The old man looked at him in surprise, and after a long time, he shook his head and said, "It turns out that you are also quite courageous." Lu Xiaofeng suddenly asked back: "What about you? What trouble did you cause?" The old man was silent, and it took a long time before he sighed and said, "I have caused quite a lot of trouble." Lu Xiaofeng said: "I can see it." The old man said: "Oh?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "If a person wears a set of clothes worth three hundred taels of silver and holds a good sword worth three thousand taels of silver in his hand, he will be chased like a wild dog. Fleeing away, of course this person caused a lot of trouble." The old man couldn't help but smiled wryly, and said, "I've caused more than one trouble." Lu Xiaofeng said: "How many?" The old man stretched out two fingers and said, "One is Ye Guhong and the other is Fen Yanzi." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Wudang Little White Dragon Ye Guhong?" The old man nodded. Lu Xiaofeng said: "Wanli Tread Pollen Swallow?" The old man nodded again. Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "The two troubles you caused are really not small." Ye Guhong is a lay disciple of Wudang, and also a rising star among the disciples of Wudang. It is said that he is also the distant cousin of the Lord Baiyun, and the Lord Baiyun even taught him his sword moves in person. "Treading Flowers for Thousands of Miles" Fen Yanzi is even more famous in the Jianghu, and few people in the underworld can match her lightness skills and hidden weapons. Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's just that Ye Guhong is a disciple of a famous family, while Fen Yanzi is a thief from the lower five sects, how could you provoke both of them at the same time?" The old man said: "You can't figure it out?" Lu Xiaofeng shook his head. The old man said: "Actually, the truth is very simple. Ye Guhong is my nephew, Fen Yanzi happens to be too, and their wives both happen to be guests at my house..." Ye Guhong is a knight in the rivers and lakes, Pink Swallow travels thousands of miles, and their wives are of course very lonely. The old man said: "So I can't help comforting them. Who knows, I happened to be seen by them." Lu Xiaofeng looked at him in surprise, and after a long time, he smiled wryly and said, "It seems that you are not only courageous, but also completely disrespectful." The old man smiled and said, "Don't you think I'm not?" Lu Xiaofeng looked even more surprised, and said: "Could it be that you are?" The old man said: "In the past ten years, few people in the Jianghu know my name. I didn't expect you to know it." Twenty years ago, there were three most famous lone thieves in the rivers and lakes. The first one was Dugumei, who was "denied by six relatives". If a person's name is called "Six relatives do not recognize", you can know how scheming this person is, just think about it. Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly: "It seems that your name is not wrong at all." Dugumei said indifferently: "I don't recognize my relatives, you value sex over friends, you are a big bastard, and I am similar. The two of us are like-minded, that's why we walked the same path." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Fortunately, we are still a little different." Dugu Mei said: "Which point?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Now I can go, but you can only lie here and wait to die." Dugu Mei smiled. Lu Xiaofeng said: "If you think I can't harden my heart now, you are wrong. Since you can deny your relatives, why can't I?" Dugu Mei said: "Of course you can." Lu Xiaofeng had already stood up and left as soon as he said that. Dugumei watched him stand up, and then slowly continued: "But I guarantee that after you leave, you will definitely regret it." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but turn around and asked, "Why?" Dugu Mei said: "In this world, there are not only man-eating beasts, but also man-eating people." Lu Xiaofeng said: "You are a cannibal, I know." Dugu Mei said: "Do you know that there is something in the world that can eat people?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "What are you talking about?" Dugu Mei said: "The woods, some woods can also eat people, and people who don't know the way, as soon as they walk into this kind of woods, they will be eaten immediately, and they will never get out alive." Although it was almost noon now, the surroundings were still a misty gray of death. There is no way to go between the huge and ugly tree branches and leaves, and the rotting leaves swamp. If there is a man-eating forest in the world, it must be here. Lu Xiaofeng finally turned around, stared at the old man's face, and said, "You know the way? Are you sure you can go out?" Dugumei smiled again, and said leisurely: "Not only can I take you out, but I can also make Ximen Chuuxue never find you." Lu Xiaofeng sneered. Dugu Mei said: "I can take you to a place, even if Ximen Chuuxue has great skills, you can't find it." Lu Xiaofeng stared at him without moving or speaking, but someone in the distance was sneering. The cold laughter, which was originally ten feet away, suddenly came in front of him. The person who came was not the Fen Yanzi who was famous for his lightness, but a pale person—— Pale face, pale hands, pale sword, white clothes like snow. After twenty hours of searching and hunting in this dark swampy jungle, his expression was still as indifferent and calm as ice and snow, and his clothes were only stained with a few spots of mud. His person is like his sword, unstained by blood and unstained by mud. The moment he appeared, Lu Xiaofeng's whole body suddenly stiffened, and then suddenly relaxed. But Dugu Mei smiled, her smile was full of sarcasm, and she said, "You think he is Ximen Chuuxue?" Lu Xiaofeng couldn't deny it. This young man is indeed very similar to Ximen Chuuxue - his pale face, cold and proud expression, snow-white clothes, and even his standing posture are exactly the same as Ximen Chuuxue. Although he is much younger than Ximen Chuuxue, and his facial contours are also much weaker than Ximen Chuuxue, but his whole body looks like the shadow of Ximen Chuuxue. Dugu Mei said: "His surname is Ye, and his name is Ye Guhong. Even the eight generations of his ancestors have nothing to do with Ximen Chuuxue, but he looks like Ximen Chuuxue's son." Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help laughing: "It's indeed a bit like it." Dugu Mei said: "Do you know how he became like this?" Lu Xiaofeng shook his head. Dugumei sneered, "Because he really wants to be Ximen Chuuxue's son." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Maybe he just wants to be the second Ximen Chuuxue." Dugumei said coldly: "It's a pity that Ximen Chuuxue hasn't learned even a little bit of his advantages, but he has learned all of his disadvantages." The haughty character like ice and snow on the distant mountains, the shining life like a shooting star in the winter night, the unparalleled sword in the world... How many of the teenagers who studied swords in the Jianghu Middle School don't regard Ximen Chuuxue as a god in his mind? Lu Xiaofeng stared into the distance, sighed suddenly, and said, "Ximen Chuuxue has at least one thing that others can't imitate." Dugu Mei said: "His sword?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's not his sword, it's his loneliness." lonely. The loneliness as cold as ice and snow on the distant mountains, the loneliness like a shooting star in the winter night. Only a person who can truly experience this kind of loneliness and is willing to endure it can reach the state that Ximen Chuuxue has reached. Ye Guhong had been staring at Lu Xiaofeng coldly, until then he opened his mouth. He suddenly sneered and said, "What are you? You deserve to talk about him in front of me!" Lu Xiaofeng could only smile wryly. He knew that Dugumei would rush to answer this sentence for him, and he guessed correctly. Dugu Mei laughed and said: "He is nothing, just a person, but if there is one person in this world who is qualified to talk about Ximen Chuuxue, that person is him." Ye Guhong couldn't help asking: "Why?" Dugu Mei said leisurely: "Because he has four eyebrows, and also because he is the only one in this world who has slept with Ximen Chuuxue's wife." Ye Guhong was shocked: "Lu Xiaofeng, are you Lu Xiaofeng?" Lu Xiaofeng could only admit it. Ye Guhong's hand holding the sword had already protruded with blue veins due to the force, and he said coldly: "I should have killed you for Ximen Chuuxue first..." Someone on the treetop suddenly interrupted his words: "Unfortunately, the person we are going to kill this time is not him." Among the dense branches and leaves, there was a clattering sound, and a person flew down like a swallow. Pink swallows. She has a girlish blush face, a pink dress that fits perfectly, and a pink leather bag hanging diagonally beside the pink belt. He even had this pink look in his eyes—the look most men get when they see a girl's bare thighs. The terrible thing is, when he looked at Lu Xiaofeng, he had this kind of expression in his eyes. Lu Xiaofeng suddenly wanted to vomit. Fen Yanzi didn't care about his reaction at all, she still smiled, looked at him, and said softly: "Lu Xiaofeng really deserves to be Lu Xiaofeng, she really didn't disappoint me." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Oh?" Fen Yanzi said: "Although you don't look very good now, as long as I give you a pot of hot water and a piece of fragrant soap, and let you take a good bath, you must be a very good man." He squinted his eyes and looked Lu Xiaofeng up and down: "I can imagine it now." Lu Xiaofeng suddenly didn't feel like throwing up anymore, because the one thing he wanted to do most now was to punch this person's nose flat. Fortunately, Fen Yanzi has turned to look at Ye Guhong at this moment, and said: "This man is mine, I don't allow you to touch him." Ye Guhong also had an expression of wanting to vomit, and said coldly, "Do you want both men and women?" Pink Swallow smiled and said, "Sometimes I even want you." Ye Guhong's pale face turned blue. Fen Yanzi said: "I also know that you have always hated me, but you can't do without me, because if you don't have me this time, not only will you not be able to find this old fox, but you will never get back alive." He smiled, and continued: "A well-known and upright young hero like you, although you are showing off your power outside, in this man-eating forest, it is very likely that you will not be able to survive for two hours." Ye Guhong did not deny it. Fen Yanzi exhaled lightly, and said: "So if I am willing to give you this old fox now, you should be very satisfied." Ye Guhong clenched the hilt of the sword again, and said: "You must let me do it, you know that I have sworn a heavy oath, and I must kill him with my own hands." Fen Yanzi said: "Where is Lu Xiaofeng?" Ye Guhong gritted his teeth and said, "Lu Xiaofeng is yours, as long as he..." Dugumei laughed suddenly, and said: "You are all wrong, Lu Xiaofeng is neither his nor yours!" Fen Yanzi asked, "Whose is it?" Dugu Mei said: "It's mine." Fen Yanzi also laughed, and said: "Even if he has the same faults as me, he will never fall in love with you." Dugu Mei said: "But if he wants to live, he can't let me die in your hands." Fen Yanzi turned to face Lu Xiaofeng again, and said softly, "As long as you don't care about my business, I can also let you live." Lu Xiaofeng didn't respond. Fen Yanzi let out another breath, and said, "Master Ye, you seem to be ready to make a move now!" Ye Guhong said: "Okay." The word "good" exited, and the sword was out of its sheath. His speed of drawing his sword might not be as fast as that of Ximen Chuuxue, but he was by no means slower than others. His strikes are light, vicious, and pungent. Apart from the Wudang Xinfa passed down directly, at least he also combines the specialties of the other two swordsmanship. This sword is already the essence of his swordsmanship. This is also a deadly sword, one hit is sure to hit, leaving no one behind. Dugumei opened her mouth wide, trying to shout, but she didn't even make a sound. Lu Xiaofeng really didn't stop him. Fen Yanzi was still smiling, but her smile suddenly froze. A piece of sword tip suddenly protruded from his heart, blood splashed and fell in front of his eyes. This is his own blood? He doesn't believe it! It's a pity that now he has no choice but to believe it. He stretched out his hand, trying to get the hidden weapon in his pocket, but his men had already fallen down. The tip of the sword was still dripping blood.Ye Guhong stared at the blood drop on the tip of the sword, and gently blew off the last drop. This is Ximen Chuuxue's unique habit, every movement he learns is very similar. It's a pity that he is not Ximen Chuuxue, absolutely not. After killing someone, Ximen Chuuxue would immediately become indescribably lonely and indescribably bored. He blew off the last drop of blood from the tip of his sword, just like a night returner shaking off the last snowflake on his skirt in a snowstorm. He blows snow, not blood. Now Ye Guhong's eyes are full of indescribable excitement and excitement, like Zhengren who is about to rush into the snowstorm. He blows blood, not snow. The last drop of blood happened to fall on Fen Yanzi's face. The muscles on his face seemed to be still twitching, but his eyeballs protruded like dead fish, and he could no longer see that pink expression. Lu Xiaofeng suddenly felt that this person was very pitiful. He has always sympathized with those who died without knowing why they died, and he knew that this person must die with regret. The blood is dry, the sword is sheathed. Ye Guhong suddenly turned his face and stared at Dugumei. Dugu Mei was also staring at him, her eyes full of doubt and astonishment. Ye Guhong said coldly: "You must never have thought why I wanted to kill him?" Dugu Mei really couldn't think of it, and no one could think of it. Ye Guhong said: "I killed him only because he wanted to kill you." Dugu Mei said: "Didn't you come to kill me?" Ye Guhong said: "I am not." Dugumei was even more surprised, and said: "But you originally..." Ye Guhong interrupted him, and said: "I was determined to have you die by my sword." Dugu Mei said: "Why did you suddenly change your mind now?" Ye Guhong said: "Because I now know that you are not alive." This sentence is even more strange, even more incomprehensible, but Dugu Mei seemed to understand it, and let out a long breath, "Could it be that you are also from the villa?" Ye Guhong said: "You can't think of it?" Dugumei admitted: "I never dreamed of it." A mocking smile suddenly appeared in Ye Guhong's eyes, and after a long time, he slowly said: "Of course you can't think of it, some people do things on their own that even he can't think of." Dugu Mei was also sighing, and said: "The people in the villa seem to be the ones that others will never think of." Ye Guhong said: "It is because of this that it can exist." Dugumei nodded slowly, then changed the subject suddenly, and asked, "Have you seen Lu Xiaofeng make a move?" Ye Guhong said: "No." Dugu Mei said: "Do you know the depth of his martial arts?" Ye Guhong said: "I don't know." Dugu Mei said: "What do you know about him?" Ye Guhong said: "I know that he once caught Baiyun City Lord's sword 'Tianwai Feixian'." Dugu Mei said: "But now he has been injured by Ximen Chuuxue sword." Ye Guhong said: "I can see it." Dugu Mei said: "Now I will ask you another question, you must think more before answering." His expression suddenly became very serious, and he continued word by word: "Now are you sure to kill him?" Ye Guhong remained silent, the mocking smile appeared in his eyes again, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and after a long time, he said slowly, "I'm not Ximen Chuuxue." Dugumei looked at him, and after a long time, she turned to look at Lu Xiaofeng. There was no expression on Lu Xiaofeng's face, he didn't seem to understand what they said just now. Dugu Meihu smiled again, and said, "You didn't save me just now." Lu Xiaofeng was silent. Dugu Mei said: "I don't want to kill you now, because we are not sure about killing you." Lu Xiaofeng was silent. Dugu Mei said: "We were strangers before, we didn't know each other, and we are still like this now." Lu Xiaofeng finally opened his mouth and said, "But it seems that we were on the same road just now." Dugumei said indifferently: "The world is like white clouds and candy dogs, there may be thousands of changes at any moment, let alone you and me?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "It makes sense." Dugu Mei said: "So now you are still you, I am still me, you'd better go your way." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Not good." Dugu Mei said: "Not good?" Lu Xiaofeng said: "Because I must be walking the same road as before, a dead end." Dugumei smiled and said, "That's your business." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What about you?" Dugu Mei said: "Of course I have my own way to go." Lu Xiaofeng said: "What way? The way to the villa?" Dugu Mei lowered her face and said coldly: "Since you have already heard it, why do you need to ask again?" But Lu Xiaofeng still wanted to ask: "What villa are you going to?" Dugu Mei said: "It's a villa that you can't go to." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Why can't I go?" Dugu Mei said: "Because you are not dead." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Then only the dead can go to the villa?" Dugu Mei said: "Not bad." Lu Xiaofeng said: "Are you dead?" Dugu Mei said: "Yes." Lu Xiaofeng smiled: "Let's go." He smiled and waved his hands: "I don't want to go to the villa of the dead, nor do I want to be a dead person. As long as I can live, it's good to live half an hour longer." He walked very freely, and disappeared into the gray jungle in a blink of an eye. It wasn't until his figure disappeared that Dugu Mei seemed suddenly alert, and said loudly, "You really let him go?" Ye Guhong said coldly: "He has already left." Dugu Mei said: "Aren't you afraid that he will reveal the secrets of the villa?" Ye Guhong said: "He doesn't know many secrets, what's more, in this situation, he probably won't live for half an hour." Dugu Mei said: "At least he is not dead yet, he can still follow us secretly." Ye Guhong said: "Where are we going?" Dugu Mei said: "Of course it is to go to the villa." Ye Guhong sneered and said, "You're wrong, it's not that we want to go to the villa, it's you who want to go, and you go alone!" Dugu Mei said: "Aren't you going?" Ye Guhong said indifferently: "Why should I go?" Dugu Mei's complexion changed. Ye Guhong said: "I know you have a contract with the villa, so of course I can't kill you, but I never said I would take you there." Dugu Mei's face was deformed by anger and fear, she said in a trembling voice, "But you should also see that I can't even take a step now." Ye Guhong said coldly: "That's your business, what does it have to do with me?" He suddenly drew his sword again, peeled off a large piece of bark, spread it on a relatively dry piece of soil, and sat down cross-legged. Dugumei stared at him bitterly, and finally couldn't help but said: "Why don't you leave?" Ye Guhong said leisurely: "Why should I leave?" Dugu Mei said: "Are you waiting to see me die?" Ye Guhong said: "You can die slowly, I'm not in a hurry." He looked not only relaxed, but also comfortable, because he had a piece of beef wrapped in oiled paper on him, and even a bottle of wine. For an old man who has been struggling with hunger and thirst for thirty-six hours, the aroma of beef and wine is no longer a temptation, but a form of abuse. Because he could only watch, the bursts of fragrance were like needles, which made his whole body tremble. Taking a shallow sip of the wine, Ye Guhong sighed in satisfaction, and suddenly said: "I know you must be regretting in your heart now, you shouldn't have let Lu Xiaofeng go just now, but there is one thing you don't know." Dugu Mei was about to distract herself with a conversation, so she immediately asked, "What's the matter?" Ye Guhong said: "I didn't kill Lu Xiaofeng, not because I wasn't sure about killing him, but because I was willing to let him die in the hands of Ximen Chuuxue." Dugu Mei said: "Oh!" Ye Guhong said proudly: "If he dares to come again now, once I draw my sword out of its sheath, I will make him splatter five steps with blood." Dugu Mei said: "Do you mean that no one in the world can save me, and no one can save Lu Xiaofeng?" Ye Guhong said: "Absolutely not." As soon as these three words were finished, suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind the branch and took the wine in his hand. His reaction is not slow. When this hand retracted, his men had already reached behind the tree. There was no one behind the tree. When he turned out again, the wine bottle was already in Dugumei's hands, and she was pouring the last drop of wine into her mouth. The beef wrapped in oiled paper that was still on the bark just now is gone. Ye Guhong didn't move anymore, he even stopped breathing, the gray-white forest was as dead as a tomb. There was not even a wind, but suddenly something fluttered down from the treetops. Ye Guhong drew his sword and pierced through. What stuck on the tip of his sword was actually the piece of greased paper that wrapped the beef just now. Dugu Mei laughed, laughed out loud, and even shed tears. Ye Guhong seemed to be completely deaf, but his face turned blue, and he slowly took off the oil paper on the sword tip. Dugu Mei smiled and said, "There is no blood on the oil paper, what are you blowing about?" Ye Guhong still couldn't hear, the sword light flashed, and the sword was sheathed. But he sat down on the bark again, took two deep breaths, took out a roll of paper from his sleeve, and nailed it to the trunk behind him with a silver needle, and said coldly: "This is the way out." The detailed map of Lin Rushan, whoever has the ability, might as well take it away." Then he was still carrying the tree trunk, sitting there motionless, even closed his eyes, as if the old monk had fallen into meditation. Dugu Mei's laughter also stopped, her eyes widened, staring at the scroll on the tree trunk. 他知道这就是叶孤鸿用来钓鱼的饵。 武当本是内家正宗，叶孤鸿四岁时就在武当，内功一定早已登堂入室。 现在他屏息内视，心神合一，虽然闭着眼睛，可是五十丈方圆内的一针一叶，都休想逃过他的耳目。 他的饵已安排好了，鱼呢？ 鱼是不是会上钩？ 独孤美的呼吸忽然也停顿，他已看见一只手悄悄的从树后伸出来。 这只手的动作很轻快，很灵巧，手一伸出，就摸着了树干上的纸卷。 就在这时，剑光又一闪，如闪电惊虹，只听“夺”的一响，剑尖入木，竟活生生把这只手钉在树上。 独孤美的脸色变了，叶孤鸿的脸色也变了。 他没有看见血。 手不是油纸，怎么会没有血？ 独孤美长长吐出口气，他已看出这只手并没有被剑尖钉住，剑尖却已被这只手夹住。 用两根手指夹住。 叶孤鸿铁青的脸忽又发红，满头汗珠滚滚而落，他已用尽全身气力来拔他的剑，这柄剑却像是已被泰山压住，连动都不能动。 这是谁的手？谁的手指能有如此奇妙的魔力？ Lu Xiaofeng! 当然只有陆小凤。 笑容又上了独孤美的脸，他微笑着道：“现在你的剑已出鞘，他好像并没有血溅五步。” 叶孤鸿咬了咬牙，忽然放开手里的剑，擦过树干掠过去。 陆小凤果然就在树后笑嘻嘻的看着他，手里拿着的正是他的剑——用两根手指捏着剑尖。 叶孤鸿冷笑道：“我不用剑还是可以杀你。” 陆小凤微笑道：“但剑是你的，我还是要还给你。” 叶孤鸿已出手，用的是武当金丝绵掌，夹带着空手入白刃七十二路小擒拿手，五指如钩，力贯指尖。 谁知陆小凤竟真的把他的剑送过来还给他，用手指捏着剑尖，把剑柄送到他手边。 他不由自主，伸手一把握住，脸色立刻变了，鲜血一滴滴从指缝间流出。 陆小凤刚刚送过来的明明是剑柄，他一把握住的却偏偏是剑锋。 他甚至连陆小凤用的什么动作都没有看出来。 陆小凤还在笑，道：“这是你的剑，又没有人会抢你的，你何必这么用力？” 叶孤鸿脸上已全无血色，忽然问道：“西门吹雪使出了几招才刺伤你的？” 陆小凤道：“一招。” 叶孤鸿道：“你连他一招都接不住？” Lu Xiaofeng smiled wryly. 叶孤鸿道：“当时你是不是已烂醉？” 陆小凤摇头。 叶孤鸿又问道：“以你这种身手，竟接不住他一剑？” 陆小凤叹了口气，道：“我知道你看见过他出手，可是在旁边看着的人，永远也无法了解他出手那一剑的速度。” 叶孤鸿垂下头，看着自己的手。 手上还在流血，并没有放开剑锋，剑尖上也还在滴着血，一滴，两滴…… 这是他自己的血。 最后一滴血珠滴下来时，他忽然长叹了口气，将剑尖刺入了自己的胸膛。 叹息声突然停顿，眼珠突出。 陆小凤动容道：“我并不想杀你，你这是何苦？” 叶孤鸿苍白的脸上汗落如雨，喘息也渐渐急促，挣扎着道：“我学剑二十年，自信已无敌天下，本已约好了西门吹雪，端阳正午决战于紫金之巅。” 陆小凤道：“今年的端阳正午？” 叶孤鸿点点头，道：“我虽无必胜的把握，自信还可以与他一战，可是今日见到你，我才知道我就算再学二十年，也绝不是他的敌手……” 说到这里，他就开始不停的咳嗽，可是他的意思陆小凤已明白。 到时他若不去，当然无颜再见江湖朋友，若是去了，也是自取其辱。 因为他忽然发现自己的剑法和西门吹雪相差实在太多。 陆小凤连西门吹雪的一招都接不住，他却连陆小凤的出手都看不清楚，这其间的距离，已无异是种痛苦的羞辱。 在他看来，这种羞辱远比妻子被侮更大。 陆小凤目中已露出怜悯之色，道：“你就是为了这一点而死的？” 叶孤鸿点点头。 陆小凤轻轻叹了口气，忽然走过去，附在他耳边，说了几句话。 叶孤鸿的脸忽然扭曲，眼睛里露出种谁都无法了解的表情，盯着陆小凤。 Then he fell down. 奇怪的是，他倒下去之后，嘴角又仿佛露出了一丝微笑。 剑尖已没有血。 最后一滴血是被风吹干了的。 人虽已亡，剑却仍在，剑光仍清澈如秋水。 无论剑上的血是被人吹干的也好，是被秋风吹干了的也好，对于这柄剑都完全没有影响。 剑无情，人有情。 所以人亡剑在。 陆小凤凝视着这柄无情的剑，忍不住长长叹息。 ——世上为什么会有如此多情的人，要将自己的一生奉献给一柄无情的剑？ ——这是不是因为剑的本身，就有种令人无法抗拒的魅力？ 看着这把清澈如秋水的剑，陆小凤忽然觉得自己仿佛又将迷失……