Chapter 53 The fifty-third chapter on the eve of the storm

The night was coming to an end, and the cold wind was even colder. This sneer was full of coldness. Pei Jue, Na Feihong and Yuan Luzhen were startled suddenly and shouted loudly! "Who!" I only heard a cold voice in the dark say: "If you know your mistakes and you can correct them, you can still teach them. If you use poisonous tricks recklessly, will you still be alive at this moment?" The voice was stirring, stirring in the biting cold wind, I don't know if it was far or near, it seemed to be the voice in their ears, but is there anyone within ten feet of the courtyard?

Pei Jue's heart skipped a beat, and he shouted, "Master! Senior..." With a single palm pierced, the person got up with him, and flew three feet across the ground, stepped on the snow-covered dead branches with his toes, and suddenly rose and fell three times, and he was already outside the garden. The wind blows all over the fields, the snow is misty, and the boundless silence envelops the earth heavily, as if there has been no human presence since ancient times. Pei Jue looked around and shouted loudly, "Master! Senior..." The high-pitched shout shook the snow on the dead branches, and it flew down like chaotic clouds on the top of the mountain. A lonely cold bird screamed, fluttered its wings, and flew into the darkness in an instant.

Pei Jue was stunned for a while, then sighed, and fled back to the garden, only to see Yuan Luzhen's bright eyes, full of admiration and longing, looking at him without blinking. "Qiqiao Chasing Soul" Feihong's hands hang down on his knees, standing on the ground, his face is pale, his eyes are fixed, his forehead is covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans. Pei Jue smiled slightly, and said, "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately, I should really congratulate that brother..." Yuan Luzhen suddenly laughed coquettishly, and said: "From now on, you must be able to sleep more peacefully."

"Qiqiao Chasing Soul" Feihong reached out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, but his heart was still beating, and he was muttering to himself in his heart: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately..." Suddenly he looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, and said loudly: "I never thought that doing good is much more pleasant than doing evil!" He was born in a reckless family, so naturally he didn't know how much philosophy was contained in this simple sentence he said. Pei Jue secretly sighed and said: "He didn't know how many sleepless nights and how much pain he had to suffer before he could say this ordinary and extraordinary sentence. I hope that all the evildoers in the world can stand here at this moment and listen to his own words." Words from the bottom of my heart."

The three of them exchanged glances, but felt that the cold and lonely garden suddenly became warm and full at this moment, because this garden was full of kindness and humanity at this moment. The night streets in Hankou City are still cold and lonely at the moment. Although there are many big men wearing swords and heavy leather boots, they are constantly stepping on the snow on the road and patrolling the escort carts on the river bank. Although there are many curious and wine-loving people, in order to detect the beginning of this inevitable storm, they still linger in greedy hotels and drink all night.

However, the coldness and loneliness all around are still so heavy, weighing heavily on everyone's heart, making them breathless. Occasionally, a burst of wild laughter pierced the dark silence, but no matter how many wild laughter, it couldn't break the heaviness in people's hearts. Suddenly, there was a sharp scream from the other side of the street! I don't know how many people rushed to the place where the screams came from, but they saw a pool of blood on the pale snow. Outside the bright red bloodstains, a member of the "Flying Dragon Escort Bureau", with his limbs stretched out, was lying on his back under the gloomy sky, his face full of fear and terror, his eyes staring blankly at the starless May sky.

A bright dagger was stabbed obliquely on his solid chest. The blood, in such a cold night, although only for an instant, had already condensed together with the fear and terror on the ground, from now on forever, never again. Unable to merge and resolve. "The hand of the god of war has begun to move!" Excited and nervous shouts, one after another, scattered in the cold night street. Another scream broke out from the other side of the long street. Eight long-legged horses rushed out of a big house next to the street suddenly, and the two leaders held horns, and a series of ear-splitting wailings sounded!

The horn kept on, and the healthy horse began to gallop in the dark city and dark corners. Following the rapid sound of horseshoes, a man full of breath and with a loud voice shouted loudly: "All brothers under Feilong's banner must gather together at the ferry of the Yangtze River and must not be scattered!" This cry is also one after another, resounding all over the dark city. The entire city was in chaos, lost its tranquility, and lost its law and order. Although some officials with knives were helplessly patrolling around, their eyes seemed to be unable to see the light of the knife and the blood at this moment.

They only regard all this as a plague—the plague is irresistible to manpower, but the plague will always go away one day. But the screams of misery continued. Sometimes in the east, sometimes in the west, a drunk man staggered to find a way. Unfortunately, he had a sharp knife without a sheath stuck in his waist, and it was even more unfortunate that Eight healthy horses happened to be galloping past him at this moment. Then, the knight on the horse let out a yell, and the sword flashed. The staggering drunk man felt a cold numbness in his head, then fell pitifully and shamefully on the snow, letting the galloping hooves of the horse trample over him.

The wind is more urgent... A river boat with a black awning came across the river from the darkness and was moored on a desolate shore. Before the boat reached the shore, there were several black shadows on the boat, flying down horizontally, without stopping, and submerging into the darkness in an instant, like mysterious ghosts. Who are they? Five healthy horses pulled out a black-covered cart, rushed out of the darkness, and galloped across the long street in the night city. The leader was the one with white hair and beard, and his gaze was like a blade, looking forward and looking mighty.

I don't know who it is, and let out an exclamation on the side of the street! "Dragon shaped eight palms are coming!" Before the voice could be heard, a strong hand covered his lips, dragging him helplessly into the shadow of despair behind the eaves. So no more exclaiming! The carriages and horses were parked next to the big house on the street, and there was a horizontal plaque hanging in front of the gate: "Flying Dragon Branch!" At this moment, it has long since been picked off by someone, and Tan Ming, who is on the horse with "eight palms in the shape of a dragon", has jumped off the saddle with a slight shrug of his shoulders. He took a light step, swept to the front of the car, and said in a deep voice: "Qi'er, come down." The curtain of the car was lifted, and Tan Wenqi, who was pale and stared blankly, walked out. There was no expression on her face, even her bright eyes had lost their expression. She stepped across the snow field as pale as her complexion in a daze, and walked into the big house, without even looking at her father beside her. "Eight palms in the shape of a dragon" Tan Ming's eyes darkened for a moment, he let out a long sigh, and followed her into the gate of the house. The black-painted house door was slammed shut with a bang, cutting off people's gazes, but not stopping the whispers of countless people. "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" has arrived... "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" has arrived... The sky became heavier.I don't know how far it is from dawn. In the gloomy mansion, countless lights were immediately lit up. But the sound of chaotic footsteps was slight. "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" Tan Ming, with a face as cold as ice, hurried into a courtyard in the west. Just as he took one step into the courtyard door, there was already a murmur in the wing room. "Who?" Tan Ming coughed dryly, the lights in the wing room were brightly lit, and the "Five Swords of the East" who had not taken off their clothes and shoes came out of the door together, Dongfang Tie smiled slightly and said, "Why did Uncle Tan rush here at night?" "Dragon-shaped eight palms" Tan Ming immediately squeezed out a smile on his heavy face, and said in a deep voice: "Yesterday, you were supposed to be waiting here for your nephews to visit, but it was too late, but you were subjected to the nonsense of many madmen for no reason." Dongfang Tie laughed and said, "Uncle Tan is very well informed." They entered the wing room together amid laughter, but were all the laughter genuine? Everyone exchanged greetings absent-mindedly, "Dragon-shaped Eight Palms" Tan Ming suddenly let out a long sigh, turned the topic back to the topic, and said slowly: "A year ago, thanks to the virtuous nephews who did not give up, I wanted to invite relatives, but the old man at that time I just feel that the little girl is too young, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to climb high, so I didn't dare to make a hasty decision." Dongfanghu smiled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but his elder brother pulled the corner of his clothes and cut him off. "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" turned his gaze, but he didn't know if he saw it, and said: "But since the 'Langmang Villa', after the little girl has been vigorously protected by Brother Zhen, it is unexpected that she has become infatuated with Brother Zhen... Alas." Dongfang Zhen's face was stiff and expressionless. Dongfang Tie said with a smile: "Third brother is truly blessed." "Eight palms shaped like a dragon" raised his eyebrows and said: "This old man has spent his whole life in the rivers and lakes, and only this woman is the only one, so... alas! Since she is willing in her heart, this old man has no choice but to have the audacity to bring up the old proposal to the brothers." He seemed to place particular emphasis on the words "revisiting the old proposal", which means that this marriage was always brought up by you yourself anyway. Brother Dongfang glanced at each other, "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" said again: "It's just... well, the old man's family background is too low, I don't know if he can climb high?" Dongfang Zhen still had no expression on his face, nor did he show any intention of avoiding it. Dongfang Tie smiled slightly and said: "Uncle Tan is famous all over the world. He is the leader of martial arts. In the past ten years, there has never been a single person whose reputation can match Uncle Tan's. If Uncle Tan says that his background is too low, my nephews will not know what to do!" "Eight palms shaped like a dragon" stroked his beard and smiled, saying: "Nephew is too famous... So, I don't know if Brother Zhen has ever brought something with him?" Dongfang Tie cut his mouth and said: "However..." "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" couldn't help but change his face, and said, "What?" Dongfang Tie's eyes flashed, and he smiled and said: "Uncle Tan, don't you think that tonight is a little hasty? This is a matter of the third brother's life, and my brother should be more serious for him no matter what." "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" turned their eyes, and their thoughts were also turning, and said slowly: "It's... this matter... it's good to say... it's good, but the situation is very serious at the moment, and we have to follow the authority in everything. Fortunately, you and I are both from the martial arts world, so there is no need to stick to these empty etiquette... Haha, what do you think? ?” He was thinking and talking at the same time, so he spoke the first four characters very slowly, but with a firm mind, the words came out in a gust of flow. Dongfangjiang pretended not to understand, and said, "The situation is very serious?" The "eight palms in the shape of a dragon" thought and counted again, sighed a long time, and said: "To tell you the truth from my nephews, I, the 'Flying Dragon Escort Bureau', have met a strong enemy today. I only have one daughter. She must have a home before she can feel at ease." Dongfang Tie nodded slowly, and said, "Uncle Tan loves his daughter dearly, so what he said makes sense." He is humble and kind by nature, and his speech is very polite. Dongfanghu suddenly raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice: "Recently, I heard rumors in martial arts that Uncle Tan had something to do with the headless case more than ten years ago. I don't know if this is true or not?" He was young and energetic, and if there was something in his heart, he couldn't keep it anymore. The complexion of "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" changed slightly again, suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "The malicious slander of the reckless man, the old man never took it to heart, but did the nephews believe it?" Dongfangjiang and Dongfanghu looked at each other, Dongfangtie said with a smile: "Uncle Tan travels around the rivers and lakes, and he must make many enemies, fifth brother, how can you—" "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" said with a smile: "Brother Hu Shi is hot-blooded and straight-hearted, it is exactly my disposition when I was young, how can I blame him?" He turned his eyes, looked straight at Dongfang Zhen, and said to Dongfang Railway: "Brother Tie Shi, the elder brother is the father, there is a famous saying in ancient times, if Brother Tie Shixiong bears the burden of today's matter, I think the old man..." Before he finished speaking, he heard a burst of chaotic footsteps rushing from outside, "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" raised his thick eyebrows, stood up, and shouted angrily: "What's the matter?" I saw "Ba Guazhang" Liu Hui standing at the foot of the front steps of the hall with his head down, saying: "Someone sent three boxes of presents outside. I wonder if the Chief Escort wants to take a look?" His face was full of horror, and his face was also greatly out of normal. Tan Ming knew that this person had always acted calmly, and with his current appearance, things must have changed. He pondered for a while before he stepped out, only to hear Dongfang Jiang smiled slightly and said: "If it's inconvenient, Uncle Tan will go out on his own." "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" laughed dryly and said: "Is there any inconvenience in front of my nephews! Brother Liu! Please fetch those three boxes of presents." "Baguazhang" Liu Hui showed a slightly distressed expression on his face, and said in a low voice: "But..." Tan Ming's expression sank and he said, "Did you hear that?" "Baguazhang" Liu Hui coughed dryly, turned around and walked out, and led three big men holding mahogany prayer boxes in their hands, and walked back quickly. Dongfanghu smiled and said: "I don't know what's good about Uncle Tan, why does someone come here to give gifts so late at night?" I saw the three big men gently put the worship box in their palms on the table, bowed their heads and raised their eyebrows, without saying a word, they walked backwards to the outside of the hall. "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" swept his gaze, his complexion changed drastically, and he said in a deep voice: "Where is the person who gave the gift? The old man should reward him well." "Baguazhang" Liu Hui respectfully said: "I just heard a sound outside the door. I opened the door and saw that the three boxes of things had been placed on the stone steps in front of the door, but the gift-giver had already left." "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" let out a cold "hum", his face was ashen. The Dongfang Five Swords stared together, and saw three squares of white paper neatly pasted on the three mahogany worship boxes, on which was written: "Congratulations to Chief Escort Tan of 'Dragon Shaped Eight Palms' on his ruined reputation." There are neither all names nor monograms below. "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" raised eyebrows, and let out a low voice: "You shameless rat!" Brother Dongfang couldn't help but gathered around the table, he raised his palm and grabbed the lid of a box. Everyone couldn't help but exclaimed in unison, inside this exquisitely crafted mahogany worship box was actually a human head surrounded by lime. Under the dim light, the blood on the head had been washed away, and it was lifelike. Between the upper and lower eyelids, it seemed to be propped up by an extremely thin wire, and a pair of hollow and terrifying eyes looked at him without blinking. On the surface of the "dragon shaped eight palms". Tan Ming yelled, and took three steps back, under the eyes of others, he knew that this head was none other than his powerful bodyguard, Gongsun Dalu. After a little composure, he lifted the lids of the other two boxes, and it was obvious that there were also two human heads inside, which belonged to Xiang Feiqi and Xu Ming, his powerful bodyguards, who were dispatched overnight by him. Went to the south of the Yangtze River to get the heads of Zhan Fei's family, but he didn't expect that the heads of the three of them would be beheaded by others first. The flower hall was suddenly shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, "Dragon-shaped Eight Palms" Tan Mingmu stood in front of the three heads, his pale beard and hair trembling with the cold wind outside the hall. The famous "Three Flying Dragons" ended up like this!Even the Dongfang brothers couldn't help but feel sad for the death of the rabbit and the fox, and the sense of desolation that things hurt their kind. "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" Tan Ming was even more astonished. He knew that the martial arts of these three people were already top-notch in the martial arts world, so wouldn't the potential of "Langmang Villa" be even more astonishing?Of course he didn't know that the "magic hand" Zhan Fei took the heads of these three people, but it also cost a huge price! All of a sudden, everyone felt very heavy in their hearts, "Bagua Palm" Liu Hui, although his palms were clenched into fists, they were still trembling unceasingly. After an unknown amount of time, Dongfang Jian suddenly shouted, "Where's the third brother? Where did he go?" Everyone was startled and turned their gazes. Dongfang Zhen, who had been silent all this time, really disappeared. The complexion of "Dragon Shaped Eight Palms" changed drastically, and he shouted: "Brother Zhenshi, Dongfang Zhen..." Dongfang Tie stomped his feet slightly, and saw that the window at the back of the hall was open, he strode to the window, outside the window was cold and windy, where was anyone? In the east, there is already a light fish maw white, and it seems that dawn is not far away.