Chapter 11 Chapter 11: Passionate and Sorrowful

Nangong Ping only felt that thousands of thoughts were rushing in his heart, and they came one after another. For these two withdrawn and cold women, the darkness can't move them, and the poisonous snake can't frighten them. Even if they are alive and dead, they are still as quiet as a mountain, and they have even endured others' frivolity and insults, but The safety of Nangong Ping at this moment can make them forget everything. Wanda gazed everywhere, and couldn't help sighing in his heart. Although he was secretly feeling happy for Nan Gongping, he, who was so sophisticated, seemed to feel a faint shadow in this happiness.

Amidst the exclamation, the two graceful figures of Mei Yinxue and Ye Manqing surrounded Zhan Donglai like a butterfly wearing flowers. The two of them really hated this arrogant and frivolous young man to the bone. At this moment, the four white slender palms can't move away from Zhan Donglai's vital point. Zhan Donglai's mind was settled, and his madness showed again, he laughed and said: "Are you two girls really going to fight with me, okay, let me teach you some rare martial arts skills, so that you can be convinced. " Although his laughter was arrogant and high-pitched at the beginning, it became weaker and weaker. When he said the last word, his face sank like water and he couldn't laugh anymore.

Just because of his wild laughter, he suddenly noticed the sharpness and viciousness of the moves of these two delicate and beautiful women. I saw the fluttering clothes of the two of them, blowing hair on the sideburns, slender nails, and from time to time flashing silver-white light under the faint or present starlight, like dozens of sharp swords like lightning bolts. After several moves, Zhan Donglai didn't dare to be negligent. After dozens of moves, he couldn't help sweating on his forehead. Mei Yinxue flicked her right palm, her gesture was like an orchid flower, but she quickly hit the four big acupuncture points of "Jiangtai", "Xuanji", "Qimen" and "Zangxue".

These four big acupoints are scattered quite far away, but she seems to be doing these four moves at the same time, making people unable to distinguish the order, Zhan Donglai twisted his waist and swung his palms, and stepped back five steps, only to see her left palm caressing his temples He smiled sweetly and said, "Sister Ye, you see that this man's martial arts are not bad, no wonder he speaks so inhumanly." Ye Manqing was stunned for a moment, slashed her right palm obliquely, pointed her fingers straight, and made three moves. She couldn't think of the meaning of Mei Yinxue's words, so she just gave a cold "um".

Mei Yinxue turned around, and lightly patted Zhan Donglai one foot to the left of Zhan Donglai's body, but if Zhan Donglai wanted to dodge Ye Manqing's three moves, his body would definitely fall back under Mei Yinxue's palm, He was startled, he swung his arms, and slid three feet away, barely avoiding the palm. Mei Yinxue stroked her hair on her temples, and said with a coquettish smile: "Since he is good at martial arts, sister Ye, you can avoid it for a while, and don't get in the way here, okay?" Ye Manqing raised her eyebrows, gritted her silver teeth secretly, raised her arms forward, and made seven moves in a row.Mei Yinxue giggled and said: "Good martial arts, good moves—good sister, I'm not saying that your martial arts are not good, but you have to deal with the kung fu passed down from his 'Kunlun' Chaotian Palace, it's really not enough, you might as well Listen to my sister and get out!"

While laughing, he made several moves lightly, but all the moves were extremely sharp and vicious. Sometimes he slapped his palm at the empty space, but it happened to be where Zhan Donglai's body must go, sometimes he slapped his palm clearly To the east, but when the palm was dropped, it was already to the west. Zhan Donglai was stunned: "Who is this woman? With such a vicious move, such a vicious gaze, I have already seen the origin of my teacher." With a sudden clear whistle, his figure flew up, and he In desperation, he finally used the famous "Kunlun" Flying Dragon Movement.

Mei Yinxue giggled again, and said: "My good sister, since you don't listen to my sister, I have no choice but to walk away." Before she finished speaking, she had already retreated a foot away. Nangong Ping was startled, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing?" Mei Yinxue smiled coquettishly, and said: "Two beat one, how embarrassing, let her try first, what are you worried about?" Nangong was as cold as ice, and ignored her any more. His eyes were focused on the changes in Zhan Donglai's figure. He saw his body soaring into the air, twisting and turning. Sometimes his toes touched the ground before flying into the air again. Simply relying on the power of Ye Manqing's palm moves, his figure can change in the air. In this instant, Ye Manqing seems to have been enveloped by this fierce and mysterious palm technique.

But after a few tricks, Ye Manqing's movement is still the same. Although the wind is falling, she is not defeated. Her palms are like a phoenix spreading its wings, and sometimes it is like a red phoenix facing the sun. Step by step, every step of the way secretly closes the strange door, but still stays within a radius of one foot every step. Mei Yinxue frowned slightly, as if she was surprised that she could support for such a long time without losing, but she turned around and smiled sweetly: "It turns out that 'Danfeng' Ye Qiubai also taught her a special way to deal with This kind of martial arts moves and footwork, but Ye Qiubai would never have imagined that she didn't use this move to deal with the disciples of the 'Shenlong', but used it to deal with the disciples of the 'Kunlun'."

Nangong Ping let out a cold "hum", but still didn't look at her. Wanda came quietly and said, "Miss Ye is afraid—" Nangong Ping said: "Even if I hit one with two, I will go up to help her." Wanda secretly glanced at Mei Yinxue, only to see a sad expression suddenly appeared on her face, she lowered her head and sighed softly: "Don't worry, I... I..." suddenly rushed out , raised his hand and slapped Zhan Donglai. Ye Manqing was already panting slightly at this moment, unable to hold back her strength, Zhan Donglai's main offensive force, once turned on Mei Yinxue, she sighed secretly, backed away a foot, and stared blankly at Zhan Donglai's figure rising up. Come on.

Nangong Ping glanced at her, as if he was going to walk beside her, but he didn't lift his foot. Wanda breathed a long sigh of relief, and said in a low voice: "No wonder the 'Concubine Peacock' is famous all over the world—" Although he didn't finish his sentence, he implied that he admired Mei Yinxue's martial arts very much. Ye Manqing secretly sighed sadly, and slowly lowered her head. Under the moonlight and stars, there were people's shadows flickering all over the ground, as if they were the shadows of willows facing the wind in the afterglow of spring. She sighed again, turned around, and walked slowly.

Nangong Ping yelled softly: "Miss Ye—" he took a step to her side, and said, "Are you leaving?" Ye Manqing still didn't raise her head, and said slowly: "I...I have to go." Nangong Ping said: "But my teacher—" Before the words were finished, Mei Yinxue suddenly yelled softly: "Stop!" Nan Gongping and Ye Manqing turned around together, only to see Zhan Dong coming out with a self-attacking move, he was startled when he heard the sound, and finally stopped, retracted his hands and said, "What's the matter?" Mei Yinxue gently caressed her temples, a sweet smile suddenly appeared on her face and she said: "I have no grievances or enmities with you, what are you and me doing so desperately?" Zhan Donglai's face was full of astonishment, he stared blankly at her for a few times, saw her bright eyes flowing, smiling sweetly, seemed to be looking at him affectionately, he couldn't help reaching out his hand to pat his forehead, and laughed loudly: : "Yes, you have no grievances with me, what are you and I doing so desperately?" While laughing and talking, he secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead with his palm. Mei Yinxue smiled sweetly: "Not only do we two not have to work hard, but also if we can teach each other martial arts like ours, who else in the world is our opponent?" She said "we" all the time, and Nangong Ping's expression changed drastically. However, Zhan Donglai had become full of silly smiles, he couldn't help nodding his head and said: "Yes, if we can teach each other—haha, that would be great, that would be great." Mei Yinxue smiled and said, "Then why don't we teach each other?" Zhan Donglai laughed and said, "Yes, then I..." Nangong Ping couldn't help yelling: "Shut up!" Mei Yinxue's expression darkened, and she said coldly, "What are you doing?" Zhan Donglai raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes wide, and shouted: "What are you doing, don't you—" Mei Yinxue cut her mouth and said: "Don't pay attention to him." Looking at Nangong Ping coldly, she said: "You and I are neither related nor related, and you don't need to take care of my affairs. It doesn't matter, you'd better go and fulfill his will with your Miss Ye." Nangong Ping stood on the ground dumbly, clenched his teeth and clenched his fists. Mei Yinxue smiled at Zhan Donglai and said, "Let's go, find a place to have some snacks first, I'm really hungry." A smile also appeared on Zhan Donglai's face, and he said: "Go!" The two looked at each other, smiled at each other, stretched their bodies together, and swept three feet away, but Zhan Donglai turned his head and shouted: "You If you want to find me to compete in martial arts, go back and practice for another three years, then the uncle will still let you have a hand." Before he finished speaking, his figure had already gone far away, only the arrogant and smug laughter was still there. Stay in the dark and vibrate. Nangong Pingmu stood on the ground, only felt that the laughter pierced into his heart from his ears, and made him tremble deep in his heart. He clenched his fists and thought to himself: "Mei Yinxue, Mei Lengxue, Mei Yinxue, Mei Lengxue..." My heart turned over and over again, but these two names were all there, and I couldn't think of anything else. Ye Manqing watched Mei Yinxue go away, suddenly let out a cold snort, and said, "Why don't you go after her?" Nangong Ping let out a long sigh, but said with a sneer, "Why should I chase her?" Ye Manqing said coldly: "What a heartless person." Flicking his sleeves, he turned his face away. Nangong Ping was startled, stared at her blankly, and asked himself in his heart: "I have no conscience, she treats me like this, or I have no conscience..." Suddenly Ye Manqing turned her head and said, "She treats you well, don't you know? Don't you take it to heart at all?" Nangong Ping was stunned for a while, then slowly said: "Is she treating me well?" Ye Manqing snorted coldly, and said, "If she treats you badly, how can she be so concerned about your safety? She can't be moved by anything, but seeing you...cough cough..." The words stopped , suddenly remembered that he was not like this, coughed twice, lowered his head, and two red clouds had already appeared on the flowery dimple. Nangong Ping finally couldn't help but let out a long sigh, his heart was really in a mess, Mei Yinxue's reputation in the past, her strange nature, strange way of dealing with the world and people made him unable to believe her feelings for him, and because of this For the same reason he could not forgive her much that he could have forgiven her. It is an extremely complex emotion, and it is precisely the weakness of human emotion, which he cannot explain to others, nor to himself. Because she didn't take good care of Di Yang, and because she intentionally humiliated Ye Manqing, although she had treated him with indifference on purpose, the upright and selfless Nan Gongping couldn't help but become a little selfish after falling into emotional disputes. He just thought: "I didn't treat her that way, why did she treat me like this?" So he couldn't help sighing, "Why did she do this to me? Why did she do this to him? " Ye Manqing looked up, raised her head and said: "Do you know how she likes you, when she sees other girls looking for you, she just...just..." She purposely put on a very serious attitude, and said, "She doesn't like you. I didn't know that I came to you just because I promised to make the teacher." Nangongping's thoughts were in chaos, and he didn't know whether it was sorrow, anger, or joy. Suddenly, he felt that everything Mei Yinxue had done could be forgiven, but he blamed her wrongly, so he couldn't help condemning himself deeply, but suddenly He also felt that what she did was still unforgivable after all, so he thought of her smile at Zhan Donglai, and his heart began to tingle... well!Passionate youth, love will be bitter. The warm wind is blowing, the dark clouds are suddenly scattered, and the land is full of brilliance. Wanda, who is so sophisticated, has been watching the emotional troubles of these young children with cold eyes. Thinking of his shortness of breath and long-term love in his youth, he secretly sighs and sighs in his heart. He is well aware of the emotional turmoil when a passionate young man falls in love, so he is not surprised that Nangong Ping is in a state of panic, worry and joy at the moment. He just feels resentment and sorrow for Ye Manqing, but he has no choice but to do it. The mood of explaining for Mei Yinxue was extremely sympathetic, because he already understood that although this girl seemed cold, she was actually affectionate. So he couldn't help but sighed in a deep voice: "Although Miss Mei left, she was only angry for a while. I only pity that arrogant and childish young man. He must—" Nangong Ping let out a cold snort, and interrupted: "No matter how arrogant and naive Zhan Donglai is, she shouldn't use this method to deal with others." Wanda sighed: "Although that's the case, but..." As soon as his voice fell silent, Nangong Ping suddenly shouted: "Autumn dew on the leaves!" Wanda was startled, and said in a low voice, "Autumn dew on the leaves, but—" Nangong Ping said: "It's the sword left by my teacher. I always keep it beside Di Yang." He has been in a state of confusion and encountered unexpected changes. Until now, he just remembered the sharp sword. Wanda was stunned for a while, then said in a low voice: "When Di Yang ran away, there seemed to be a light flashing in his hand..." Nangong Ping slammed his feet and said, "Let's go, if I..." Ye Manqing suddenly turned his gaze, and said coldly, "Where are you going?" Nangong Ping said: "I..." Ye Manqing didn't wait for his answer, and interrupted: "No matter where you want to go, it's not too late to read your master's letter before going." Nangong Ping sighed: "Could it be that the teacher's letter is already with the girl?" Ye Manqing slowly took out a piece of letter paper from her pocket, looked at her, and gently put it on the ground. Nangong Ping leaned over to pick it up, and muttered: "But the master's order is three days later..." Ye Manqing said coldly: "Since you are not going back to 'Zhijiao Mountain Villa' at this moment, there is no harm in seeing it first. The three unfulfilled wishes of the teacher, if you must do it with me, you'd better do it quickly , if it wasn't for me to do it, I'd better get out of the matter earlier." In her tone, it seemed that she wished to leave Nangong Ping as soon as possible, but her eyes were full of resentment. Nangong Pingmu stood for a while, and slowly opened the letter paper. The familiar and vigorous handwriting came into his eyes again, and he saw that it said: "Ping'er knows! I'm gone, 'Zhijiao Villa' It is not a place for you to stay for a long time, and your father's career will depend on you to maintain it. Your father and his wife are very human, and they are tired of wealth and honor when they are old..." His gaze paused for a while, and he was secretly grateful, grateful to his master for his respect for his parents, the feeling of missing his family and his teacher, which made his heart agitated, and it took a long, long time before he could continue to read: "Your background is extraordinary, your circumstances are extraordinary, and your achievements in the future are beyond limit. A man cannot be without a wife. The power of his wife is the most important thing. Miss Ye, Man Qinglan, has a heart and wisdom, and she is enough to be with you. , This is the first wish of mine. If Long Fei has no children, after you have a son, you hope to have two surnames, and pass on my Long's cigarettes. This is the second wish of me." Nangong Ping only felt a sudden wave of heat flying over his cheeks, and he didn't dare to look at Ye Manqing again. He really didn't think that the master's "unfulfilled wish" was actually this matter, coughed dryly, and continued to read: "Furthermore, there is a mysterious legend among the old masters of martial arts. The holy land of martial arts in the world is neither Shaolin Songshan nor Kunlun Wudang, but a temple and an island. , all in the void, the world is hard to find, the "Island of Demons" is the destination of the world's most treacherous and evil, and the "Palace of the Gods" is naturally a paradise for great loyalty and great kindness, but it is not a person with superb martial arts. It is difficult to enter this palace and this island." Nangong Ping's heart was agitated, he only felt that this matter was full of mystery and strangeness, his eyes did not blink, and then he looked down: "When I was young, I heard the legend about this palace and one island, but the person who said this told me again and again that I can only retell this story once in my life. I have searched all my life, but I have not found it Knowing the location of these two places, I will go now, and I will tell you and Manqing, but you can't easily relay the story, remember, if you are destined, you may be able to explore the truth of these two places, follow me unfulfilled wish." Nangong Ping finished reading it in one breath, and couldn't help closing his eyes. Two pictures immediately appeared in his mind... Among the misty clouds and misty purple air, there stands a golden and magnificent palace with magnificent scenery, gold tiles and white jade steps. In the palace, white-haired old people are in groups, talking about literature and martial arts, all of which are difficult to guess in the world. Outside the hall, there are jade trees and Qiongyao trees all over the place. From time to time, there are fairy birds, strange animals, jade girls and golden boys wandering among them. On the other side, there are bad waters and poor mountains, huge waves, and thick fog that lingers all year round. From time to time, there are gloomy and sneering sneers. I heard that ships that lose their way in the sea will be snatched away by the devils on the island from time to time... Ye Manqing stared at the place, and saw that he was holding the square of paper in his hand, his face turned red, he sighed in amazement, he closed his eyes and smiled, and his brows were furrowed. She felt very strange in her heart and couldn't help asking: " Have you finished reading it?" Nangong Ping's heart skipped a beat, he woke up from the dream, and said: "It's over." He folded his hands and hid the note behind his back. Ye Manqing sneered, and said, "If you don't want to show me Lingshi's last words, I don't care." Nangong said dully, "It's not...it's not that I don't want to..." Ye Manqing's face was as cold as ice, and he cut off his mouth coldly: "I just want to ask you, are the three unfulfilled wishes of Lingshi related to me?" Nangong Ping coughed twice, and said in a low voice: "This... um... this..." He sighed inwardly, and thought: "Not only is it related to you, but also, oh..." Ye Manqing raised her eyebrows and said, "If it's nothing to do with me, I'll leave." She straightened her temples and strode forward. Nangong Ping said: "Miss Ye..." Ye Manqing said coldly: "What's the matter?" Nangong Ping said: "Well... this..." He was both impatient and ashamed in his heart, he really didn't know what to do, so he could only sigh inwardly in his heart: "Although the master has a life, but... this is a ten thousand Things that can never be done, alas! Farewell, goodbye today, see you indefinitely, I hope you..." Suddenly he let go of his palm, and the paper in his palm was snatched away by Ye Manqing. Ye Manqing strode forward, walked past him, turned around suddenly, snatched the paper away, and said coldly: "The teacher asked me to watch with you, even if you disobey the teacher's order, I will But I can't bear to disobey what the old man entrusted to me." While she was talking, she moved her eyes, and she only glanced twice, her cheeks were already flushed, and the frosty air that had been on her face just now was gone at this moment.After taking another look, she suddenly let out a "squeak", and covered her delicate dimples as red as cherries with a slender palm as white as jade, and said in a trembling voice: "You...you..." Nangong Pingmu stood on the ground, his face was full of embarrassment, and he said in a low voice: "I...I..." I felt ashamed and uneasy, contradictory and painful, but there was also a kind of warmth and sweetness, sparkling and rippling, I couldn't help but glance at her, I saw She also happened to have a pair of autumn waves floating towards him, and the two looked at each other, Ye Manqing suddenly let out a "squeak" and ran forward. Although she was running with great strides, she did not use lightness kung fu, as if she was just waiting for someone to give her a hand. Nangong Ping stared blankly at her figure, but her footsteps did not move half a step. The evening wind came and went, and in the silent night, there was a sudden noise! Ye Manqing's footsteps paused slightly, only to hear whistles like blowing bamboo cracks, coming with the wind, from far to near. The plane of the Nangong also changed color slightly, only felt that the whistle was sharp and sad, piercing and palpitating, in an instant, the world seemed to be filled with this strange whistle. Ye Manqing felt chills all over his body, he twisted his waist and leaned forward, "swipe" back to Nangongping's side, saying: "This...is...what...?" This indifferent but strong woman also trembled when she spoke. Nangong Ping looked sideways at Wanda and said, "What's going on?" In the darkness of night, Wanda's complexion was gray and pale, his eyes were fixed on the front, and his palms were already in his arms, but they were trembling in his arms, only shaking his clothes, and he didn't seem to hear Nangong's words. As if asking a question, there is such a terrified expression on the surface of the alley! Nangong Ping was shocked even more, but he could only smile at Ye Manqing and said, "Don't be afraid, there is no..." Before the words were finished, a figure appeared in the ruins in front of him, walking backward step by step, as if what happened in front of him made him dare not turn around and run. The sound of blowing bamboo became more and more urgent, but the figure of this person retreated more and more slowly, his limbs went numb due to shock, and he couldn't move. Nangong Ping coughed dryly, and said: "Peng..." His words just came out spontaneously, the man suddenly exclaimed, and suddenly turned around. I saw his withered face, scattered eyes, no hair on the top of his head, and the strange clothes were even more appalling, like half a sack covering his body. Nangong Ping was stunned for a while and said: "Friend...you..." Who would have thought that Fang Zi said two words, this person let out another exclamation, hid behind him, and said: "Friend..." In the following words, he unexpectedly I can't tell. Ye Manqing glanced at him in amazement, then turned his gaze, and suddenly saw dozens of green-scaled poisonous snakes swarming out from the dark shadows. The dim starlight and moonlight reflected their ugly and delicate scales, emitting an ugly and With a breathtaking light, Ye Manqing called out coquettishly, and couldn't help leaning into Nangongping's embrace. Wanda shouted suddenly, raised his palms together, a piece of yellow sand flew out all over the sky, and landed five feet away in front of them. The sound of blowing bamboo changed from high to low, and behind every poisonous snake, there was an eerie beggar in ragged clothes and disheveled hair. Although these people were of different heights and shapes, each of them had a different expression on their faces. A gloomy air slowly and noiselessly emerged from the darkness, like a group of ghosts emerging from hell. Ye Manqing stretched out her right wrist, and hugged Nangong Ping tightly. She suddenly felt that Nangong Ping was trembling all over. She couldn't help being surprised. She looked around and realized that it was the bald man in strange clothes who had also hugged Nangong Ping tightly. Stop, his whole body couldn't help trembling, Nangong Ping couldn't help being infected, and now he glanced at Ye Manqing, didn't he know it was panic?Surprised?Or a sense of elation and happiness in being able to protect others, maybe some of all three. The cold green snake shone with its hideous light, and crawled on the cold muddy ground. Although it looked slow, it was actually fast, and in an instant it had crawled before the circle of yellow sand that Wanda had thrown. Wanda's expression was solemn and his eyes were piercing. He saw that the group of green snakes all stopped in front of the yellow sand. Within one foot of the circle of yellow sand. Nangong Ping swept his eyes and counted seventeen beggars in this group. At this moment, the seventeen people's eyes were gloomy and murderous, but they were all begging: "Please do me a favor, my lord!" , please take the things in your pocket and give them alms." After a brief pause, the plea sounded again, one after another, the seventeen mouths uttered at the same time, and ended at the same time, repeating continuously, never changing. Nan Gongping was astonished and strange at the same time, he couldn't help turning his head to look at the strangely dressed and bald man, only to see that he was dressed in knotted clothes and had nothing on his body, but his hands were tightly holding a sack. It is vanity and emptiness, where is there anything worth begging for? He turned his eyes several times, and his thoughts also turned several times. He really couldn't think of any mystery in it, but a kind of chivalrous spirit of seeing injustice and helping the weak made him feel very sorry for the poor and pitiful old man behind him. Out of sympathy, I suddenly saw Wanda take a long stride, skimming in front of the unburied snake tail, as if deliberately hiding it from the strange beggars. It is full of two handfuls of yellow sand that can avoid snakes and insects. The sound of blowing bamboo has stopped for a long time, and the sound of pleading has become more and more deep. If you don't look at their faces, the sound of pleading is really touching, but the gloomy murderous intent on their faces makes this pleading sound full of sympathy. chill. Wanda raised his arms and shouted: "Are you friends from the 'prison under prison' outside the pass?" The voice of pleading stopped in unison, and seventeen pairs of eyes were fixed on Wanda's face for a moment. Walking forward, his footsteps fluttered, as if he would be blown down by the wind at any moment. The quail clothes on his body were wide and big, and they were blown up by the wind, floating across the yellow sand like a ghost. Looking at Wanda with a sinister smile, he said softly word by word: "Do you recognize me?" In the dark night, seeing such a person suddenly, even though Wanda acted savagely, he couldn't help feeling chills all over his body at this moment, and said in a trembling voice: "My friends are the rumored 'ghost group of beggars'?" The ghost-like beggar sneered again, and said: "Yes, the prison under the prison, ghosts, ghosts, poor souls, evil spirits, forced to deteriorate... Hehe, you have never been to the nineteenth floor of hell, how come Will you recognize our group of evil spirits?" He sneered a few times "hehe", and suddenly looked up to the sky and lamented: "The poor soul depends on the wind, the evil ghost dies, and if you don't give up money, you will definitely be murdered..." The beggars all around echoed in unison. From a distance, it really sounds like chirping ghosts in the nether world, the sound is breathtaking. Wanda couldn't help taking a step back, and said in a deep voice: "Ghost beggars never ask for gold under a thousand taels, silver under ten thousand taels, and they don't have much to gain. Friends, did they find the wrong person?" Nangong Ping's thoughts turned, and since he searched out the origin of this group of strange beggars in his memory, he couldn't help but glanced back and wondered: "The 'Ghost Group of Beggars and Hungry Ghosts' who have never entered the customs have come here now. Could it be for this old man who looks like a beggar?" Hearing this strange beggar's laughter, he said coldly: "It's not you who were looking for it, don't you like to invite ghosts to come to your door?" With a flash of his figure, he flew in front of Nangong Ping, and said coldly: "Young children, don't mess with ghosts, and don't block ghosts' path, you understand?" Nangong Pinglang said: "Your Excellency is the leader of Yifengyi, or the leader of Song Zhongsong?" His expression was already calm, neither surprised nor afraid. The beggar's eyes flashed, and he suddenly "chattered" and said with a strange smile: "Although the evil ghost Song Zhong is not here, I, the poor soul, can give away people's death just like the wind. You also know the origin of our gang of hungry ghosts. If you still stand here, do you want to wait for the hungry ghost to eat you?" The group of beggars all clapped their hands and stomped their feet, giggling and saying, "I ate you! I ate you!" Ye Manqing's mind was settled, and she suddenly sneered and said, "Pretending to be a ghost is really useless." "Poor soul" Yifeng grinned, and said: "A girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, lying in the arms of a man, still talks too much, there is no shameless female ghost like you in the nineteenth floor of hell!" Ye Manqing's cheeks flushed, she was ashamed and annoyed, she scolded coquettishly: "What did you say?" She raised her hand and struck it away. Who would have thought that her slender palms would strike out, Nangong Ping was already gently tugging on her sleeves, saying: "Wait a minute." Ye Manqing said: "These people pretend to be gods and play ghosts, and force them to get worse. What more can you tell them?" Nangong Ping said seriously: "As a beggar, begging for money is a matter of course. People in the Jianghu have different names. Taking ghosts as names is not a bad deed. They have no malice towards us. It’s just asking us to make way, how can we attack people casually?” "Poor soul" Yifeng had a sneer on his face, but he couldn't help being startled when he heard these words. Since he came out of the rivers and lakes, he has never heard anyone criticize him like this. Ye Manqing was also startled, and finally lowered her hand slightly. This cold and arrogant woman, somehow, became very gentle at this moment. The bald old man cried out in alarm, and said in a trembling voice, "You...you...you...are you going to let these hungry ghosts rob me, a poor old man?" Nangong Ping smiled slightly, and said in a loud voice: "I've heard for a long time that the 'ghost group of beggars' play games in the world and take people's property, and they must not take more than half of them. Moreover, I have long admired you by robbing the rich and helping the poor, but today the noble gang will chase this old man so hard. , but my teacher is very strange!" His words are always sincere, frank and frank, without any false pretensions. "Poor soul" Yifeng laughed, and said: "Unexpectedly, at such a young age, you would know such details about us hungry ghosts." At this moment, his laughter seemed to come from the heart, and his tone was no longer ghostly. Wanda sighed secretly: "Many years ago, I only mentioned a few words about the 'Hungry Ghost Gang' in front of him. I didn't expect him to remember it so clearly until today." Only "Poor Soul" Yifeng laughed and said slowly: "Since you know such details, you must also know about ghosts and ghosts. You must not return in vain. It's better not to mind your own business." His figure flashed again and again, trying to get behind Nangong Ping, the bald old man shouted: "Help..." But Nangong Ping stood in front of Yifeng, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency still wants to pursue such a poor old man, I am really disappointed with the reputation of your gang." "Poor soul" suddenly sneered and said, "Poor old man? You say he is a poor old man? If he is not ten times richer than you, and he is rich and ruthless, why would ghosts attack him?" Nangong Ping was stunned for a moment, and the bald old man shouted: "Don't listen to him, don't listen to him, how can I have money..." Ye Manqing said: "Surnamed Yi, you say this old man is ten times richer than him?" "Poor Soul" sneered, "Exactly." Ye Manqing said: "If you are wrong, so what?" "Poor soul" Yifeng said: "Ghost beggar, eyes like lamps, if you make a mistake, we gang of evil spirits would rather starve for another ten years, and we must look back tonight and leave..." Ye Manqing said, "Really?" Yifeng sneered and said: "Ignorant girl, what do you know, although the old man seems to be poor, he actually has millions of fortunes, what I want today is only half of what is in his pocket, don't you be polite, ghost Ghost beggar, I have never been willing to take action against the poor, otherwise how could you allow you, a girl, to talk too much here tonight?" Ye Manqing said coldly, "Do you know who he is?" "Poor soul" looked up and down at Nangong Ping according to the wind, and suddenly walked five steps to the left. Yifeng kept watching his footsteps, suddenly sneered again, and said: "It looks like a rich man, but it's a pity that he doesn't have ten taels of silver on him." Nangong Ping secretly said in surprise: "People with sharp eyes in the world of humanity can see the amount of money and jewels from the dust of people's footsteps. It is unexpected that the eyes of the 'poor soul' are so sharp." Ye Manqing said: "Could it be that this old man has money hidden in him?" Yi Feng said: "Although there is no money, there are quite a few bank notes, but what I want is not bank notes, but..." Before he could finish speaking, the bald old man suddenly turned around and ran wildly. "Poor soul" Yifeng sneered and said: "Old man, can you run away?" Before he finished speaking, the bald old man walked back backwards, it turned out that there were several green snakes blocking him his way. "Poor soul" Yifeng said: "Miss, don't talk too much, unless it is the son of the 'Nangong Family', no one in the world will be richer than this old man, you two should take care of this What are you doing? Fortunately, I met me today, if you meet Song Evil Ghost, you will be in bad luck." Ye Manqing sneered and said, "You can..." Nangong Ping said in a deep voice: "The next one is Nangong Ping." Yifeng stared blankly, took three steps back, and suddenly hit Nangongping with a palm on the chest. This palm was unexpected, it was as fast as lightning, I saw his wide clothes fluttered, and the palm could barely touch the clothes on Nangong Ping's chest. Nan Gongping scolded lightly, turned his palm and amputated his fingers, facing back without avoiding it, his left palm protected his chest, and his right finger pointed to the big acupoint "Quchi" between Yifeng's elbows. This move uses offense as defense, it is exactly the ultimate move in his master's secret technique "Four Moves of Qianlong", who knows that his move has not been used up yet, "poor soul" Yifeng has already retreated three steps, and sighed: "It really is Under the sect of 'Shenlong', disciples of 'Nangong', take care... old man, I have given you a good deal today." With a wave of his palm, the sound of bamboo blowing came out again, and the green snake and red letter on the yellow sand spit out, and rushed into the sleeves of this "ghost group of beggars" like dozens of horses. Nangong Ping said: "Let's go slowly according to the leader." Yifeng said: "If you lose the bet, you will naturally have to leave. Although the Hungry Ghost Gang is begging for deterioration, they will not back down on their promises. I don't even want him to pay for a green snake that was killed by that old man today!" This "ghost group of beggars" really acted like ghosts, and they were gone in a flash, only the "poor soul" waved his sleeves when he was approaching by the wind, shaking the yellow sand on the ground into the sky. Ye Manqing smiled sweetly and said, "Although these people are playing tricks, they're not too bad!" Nangong Ping secretly thought in his heart: "The ghost beggars must have a very close relationship with the master, otherwise how could they have determined my master's origin with one move?" Wanda said: "Although the actions of the Hungry Ghost Gang are uncertain about good and evil, the people they choose must be rich and unkind." He paused slightly, and looked straight at the bald old man. The eyes of the bald old man were staring blankly at Nangong Ping. The expression on his face was both envious and jealous, but also seemed to be filled with incomparable admiration. Suddenly, he bowed deeply to Nangong Ping three times. He was holding the sack, but his head almost touched the ground. Nangong Ping turned slightly to one side, returned three bows, and said: "I haven't done my best for some small things, why does the old man need such a big gift?" The bald old man said: "Extremely, I don't need such a big gift for some small things. I just need to give it a little, and it is enough." Nangong Ping and Ye Manqing were both startled, and only heard him continue: "But you saved my property, not my life, so my first gift must be very respectful." 南宫平、叶曼青愣然对望一眼，秃顶老人接着又道： “南宫世家，富甲天下，你既是南宫公子，必定比我有钱得多，是以我怎能不再向你一礼，是以我这第二礼，必定也要十分恭敬的。” 叶曼青呆了半晌，道：“如此说来，你这第二礼，仅是向他的金钱行礼了？” 秃顶老人道：“正是。” 叶曼青既觉好气，又觉好笑，忍不住道：“那么你的第三礼又是为何而行？” 秃顶老人道：“我这第三礼，乃是恭贺他有个如此有钱的父亲，除了黄帝老子之外，这父亲可称天下第一，如此幸运之事，我若不再恭恭敬敬地行上一礼，岂非也变得不知好歹了么？” 南宫平木立当地，当真全然怔住，他实在想不到人间竟有如此“精彩”的言沦。 叶曼青听了这般滑稽的言论，忍不住笑道：“如此说来，别人若是救了你的性命，你还未见如此感激，更不会对那人如此尊敬了？” 秃顶老人道：“自然。” 叶曼青道：“金钱就这般重要？” 秃顶老人正色道：“世间万物，绝无一物比金钱重要，世间万物，最最可贵的便是一块银子，惟一比一块银子更好的，便是两块银子，惟一比两块银子更好的，便是……” 他话声未了，叶曼青已忍不住放声娇笑起来。 南宫平干咳一声，道：“如……”话未说出，自己也忍俊不住。 秃顶老人看着他们大笑，心中极是奇怪，怫然道：“难道我说错了么？” 叶曼青道：“极是极是，惟一比两块银子更好的，便是三块银子，惟一比……”忽又倒在南宫平身上，大笑起来。 阴森的荒野中，突地充满笑声。 万达笑道：“如此说来，你必定极为有钱了，那'幽灵群丐'想来必未看错。” 秃顶老人面色一变，双手将麻袋抱得更紧，连声道：“没有钱，俺哪里有钱……”情急之下，他连乡音都说出来了。 南宫平忍住笑声，道：“老丈知道爱惜金钱，在下实在钦佩得很……” 叶曼青截口道：“此刻要钱的人走了，你也可以自便了……”她忽然想起了自己的行止，笑容顿敛，轻轻道：“我也该走了。” 万达干咳一声，道：“今日遇着公子，得知公子无恙，我实在高兴得很，但此间事了，我却要到关外一行，不知公子你何去何从？” 南宫平道：“我……” 他忽觉一阵寂寞之感涌上心头，满心再无欢笑之意，长叹一声，道：“我想回家一趟，然后……唉……”放眼望去，四下一片萧索。 叶曼青垂头道：“那么……那么……” 南宫平叹道：“叶姑娘要去何处？” 叶曼青目光一抬，道：“你……你……” 她手掌中仍紧握着“不死神龙”的留笺，她目光中充满着幽怨与渴望，只希望南宫平对她说一句，她也会追随着南宫平直到永恒。 南宫平心头一阵刺痛，道：“我……我……”却讷讷地说不出话来。 万达暗叹一声，道：“叶姑娘若是无事，何妨与公子同往江南一行，但望两位诸多珍重，我先告辞了。” 长身一揖，转首而行。 南宫平抬头道：“狄扬中毒发狂，下落未明，你难道不陪我去寻找了么？” 万达脚步一顿，回转身来。 秃顶老人忽然道：“你说那狄扬可是个手持利剑、中毒已深的少年？” 万达大喜道：“正是。” 秃顶老人道：“他已被'饿鬼帮'中的'艳魄'依露连夜送到关外救治去了，若不是他突来扰乱一下，只怕我还跑不到这里来哩，看来这'艳魄'依二娘对他颇为有情，绝对不会让他吃苦，你们两人只管放心好了。” 南宫平松了口气，却又不禁皱眉道：“不知'艳魄'依二娘又是个怎样的女子？” 万达道：“吉人自有天相，此番我到了关外，必定去探访狄公子的下落，依我看来，依二娘亦绝非恶人，何况她若非对狄公子生出情愫，怎会如此匆忙跑回关外，她若真对狄公子生出情愫，便定会想出千方百计为狄公子救治，精诚所至，金石为开，情感之一物，有时当真有不可思议之魔力。” 叶曼青只觉轰然一声，满耳俱是“情感之一物，有时当真有不可思议之魔力。”几字，她反复咀嚼，不能自己，抬起头来，万达却已去远了。 她不禁幽幽长叹一声，南宫平亦是满面愁苦。 远处忽然传来万达苍老的歌声：“多情必定生愁，多愁必定有情，但愿天下有情人……”歌声渐渐缥缈，终不可闻。 叶曼青木立半晌，突地轻轻一跺脚，扭首而去，她等待了许久，南宫平却仍未说出那一句话来，于是这倔强的女子，便终于走了。 南宫平呆望着她的身影，默念着那世故的老人的两句歌词：“多情必定生愁，多愁必定有情……”心中一片怆然，眼中的倩影越来越多，他忽觉是梅吟雪的身影，又忽觉仍是叶曼青的影子。 多日的劳苦饥饿，情感的紊乱纷争，内力的消耗，多情的愁苦……他忽觉四肢一阵虚空，宛如在云端失足，“噗”地倒在地上。 秃顶老人惊叫一声，走在远处的叶曼青，越走越慢的叶曼青，听得这一声惊叫，忍不住霍然转回身来，当她依稀觉得南宫平的身影已跌在地上，她便飞也似地奔了过来，世上所有的力量，都不能使她弃他不顾。 ※※※ 东方已渐渐露出曙色，大地的寒意更浓，但又怎能浓于多情人的愁苦…… 世间万物，最是离奇，富人偏多贪鄙，智者亦多痴脾，刚者易折，溺者善泳，红颜每多薄命，英雄必定多情，多病者必定多愈，不病者一病却极难起，内功修为精深之人，若是病了，病势更不会轻，这便是造化的弄人。 晓色凄迷中，一辆乌篷大车，出长安、过终南，直奔洵阳。那奇装异服、无须无发的怪老人，双手仍然紧紧抱着那口麻袋，瞑目斜靠在车座前。 车厢中不时传出痛苦的呻吟与忧愁的叹息，秃顶老人却回手一敲车篷，大声道：“大姑娘，你身上可曾带得有银子么？” 车厢中久久方自发出一个愤怒的声音：“有！” 秃顶老人正色道：“无论走到哪里，银钱总是少不得的。”他放心地微笑一下，又自瞑目养起神来，车到洵阳，已是万家灯火，他霍然张开眼睛，又自回手一敲车篷，道：“大姑娘，你身上带的银子多不多？” 车厢内冷冷应了一声：“不少。” 秃顶老人侧目瞧了赶车的一眼，大声道：“找一家最大的客栈，最好连饭铺的。” 洵阳夜市，甚是繁荣，秃顶老人神色自若地穿过满街好奇地讪笑，神色自若地指挥车夫与店伙将重病的南宫平抬入客栈，叶曼青垂首走下马车，秃顶老人道：“大姑娘，拿五两银子来开发车钱。” 赶车的心头大喜，口中千恩万谢，只见秃顶老人接过银子，拿在手里拈了一拈，喃喃道：“五两，五两……”赶车的躬身道谢，秃顶老人道：“拿去。”手掌一伸，却又缩了回来，道：“先找三两三钱二分来。”赶车的怔了一怔，无可奈何地找回银子，心中暗暗大骂而去。 秃顶老人得意洋洋地走入客栈，将找下的银子随手交给了店伙，道：“去办一桌十两银子一桌的翅筵，但要一齐摆上来。” 店伙心头大喜，心想：“这客人穿着虽破，但赏钱却给得真多。”千恩万谢，诺诺连声而去。 秃顶老人走入跨院，怀抱麻袋，端坐厅上。 店伙送茶递水，片刻便摆好酒筵，赔笑道：“老爷子要喝什么酒？” 秃顶老人面色一沉，正色道：“喝酒最易误事，若是喝醉，更随时都会损失银钱，你年纪轻轻，当知金钱来之不易。” 店伙呆了一呆，连声称是。 秃顶老人又道：“方才我给你的银子呢？” 店伙连忙赔笑道：“还在身上。” 秃顶老人道：“去替我全部换成青铜制钱，赶快送来。” 店伙怔了一怔，几乎钉在地上，良久良久，方自暗暗大骂而去。 秃顶老人望着面前的酒菜，神采飞扬，摩拳擦掌，口中大声道：“大姑娘，你若要照顾病人，我就一人吃了。” 厅侧的房中冷冷应了一声，秃顶老人喃喃道：“我若不知道'南宫世家'真的比我有钱，你便是千娇百媚，我也不会与你走在一路。”将麻袋放在膝上，举起筷子，大吃大喝起来。 他吃喝竟是十分精到，直将这一桌酒菜上的精彩之物全部吃得于干净净，店伙无精打采地找回铜钱，他仔仔细细数了一遍，用食、中、拇指拈起三枚，沉吟半晌，中指一松，又落下了两枚，将一枚铜钱放在桌上，忍痛道：“赏给你。” 店伙目定口呆，终于冷冷道：“还是留给你老自用吧。” 秃顶老人眉开眼笑，道：“好好，我自用了，自用了。”收回铜钱，捧起麻袋，走到另一间房，紧紧地关起房门。 店伙回到院外，忍不住寻个同伴，摇头道：“世上钱痴财迷虽然不少，但这么穷凶极恶的财迷，我倒还是第一次看见。” 黯淡的灯光下，叶曼青手捧一碗浓浓的药汁，轻轻地吹着，这是她自己的药方，自己煎成的药，她要自己尝。 门外的咀嚼声、说话声、铜钱叮当声，以及南宫平的轻微呻吟声，使得她本已紊乱的思潮，更加紊乱，她颤抖着伸出手掌，扶起南宫平，颤抖着伸出手掌，将自己煎成的药，喂入南宫平口里，她与他虽然相识未久，见面的次数，更是少得可怜，但是她对这永远发散着光与热的少年，却已发生了不可忘怀的情感。 “友谊是累积而成，爱情却发生于刹那之间。”她记得曾经有一位哲人，曾经说过一句充满着哲理的话，她曾经无数次对这句话发出轻蔑地怀疑，但此刻，她却在刹那间领会出这句话的价值。 她记得古倚虹、狄扬，以及那不可一世、目空一切的少年名侠“破云手”她曾经与他们在那寂寞而艰苦的华山之巅，共同度过多年寂寞而艰苦的岁月，她深深地了解他们的性情，坚忍，以及他们对“仇恨”与“荣誉”两字所付出的代价，她也曾对这些少年由岁月的累积而生出友谊的情感。 但是她与南宫平却在初相见的刹那之间，便对他发生恋情，也曾经历过许多天由恋情而产生的思念与悲欢，带着那四个青衫妇人，她重回华山之巅的竹屋后，她便又带着怀念师傅的悲凄眼泪，下了华山，此后那一串短暂而漫长的时日，她就无时无刻不在思念着南宫平那沉静的面容与尖锐的言语。 她无法猜测在那华山之巅的竹屋中，究竟发生过什么事，就正如她此刻无法猜测南宫平对她究竟是怎么样的情感。 黑暗过去，阳光再来，阳光落下，黑暗重临……三天，整整的三天，她经历过黑暗与光明，她忍受了许多次咀嚼声、谈话声、以及铜钱的叮当声……她在她紊乱的情感中，经历过这漫长的三天，她目不合睫，她彷徨无主，她煎药，尝药，喂药，虽然药的分量一天比一天轻，但是她的忧虑与负担，却不曾减少，因为昏迷不醒的南宫平，仍然是昏迷不醒。 她对那迄今仍不知其姓名的秃顶老人，早已有了一份深深的厌恶，她拒绝和这吝啬、贪财而卑鄙的老人在言语或目光上有任何的接触，但是她却无法拒绝这讨厌的老人和她与南宫平共住在一间客栈，一处相同的厢院里。 因为她还有各种原因——顾忌、人情、风俗、习惯、流言，以及她一种与生俱来的羞涩，使得她不“敢”和南宫平单独相处在一起，所以她不“敢”拒绝这吝啬、贪财而卑鄙的老人，和她与南宫平共住在一间客栈，一处相同的厢院里。 有月无灯，秃顶老人在帐钩下数着铜钱，铜钱数尽，夜已将尽，他和衣躺上床，片刻便已鼾声如雷，睡梦间他忽然惊醒，因为他忽然发觉隔壁的房间里有了一阵异常的响动。 只听南宫平有了说话的声音，秃顶老人本待翻身而起，终却睡去，睡梦之中，手掌仍然紧紧地抱着那破烂的麻袋。 第二日午后，南宫平便已痊愈，到了黄昏，他已可渐渐走动，叶曼青轻轻扶他起了床，这风姿冷艳的女子，此刻是那么疲劳和憔悴。南宫平目光不敢望她，只是垂首叹道：“我生病，却苦了你了。” 叶曼青轻轻一笑，道：“只要……只要你的病好，我无论做什么都是高兴的。” 南宫平心头一颤，想不到她竟会说出如此温柔的言语，这种言语和她以前所说的话是那么不同，他却不知道仅仅在这短短三天里，一种自心底潜发的女性温柔，已使叶曼青对人生的态度完全改变，一种不可抗拒的力量，使得她情不自禁地露出她对南宫平的情感，再也无法以冷傲的态度或言语掩饰。 南宫平忍不住侧目一望，自窗中映入的天边晚霞，虽将她面颊映得一片嫣红，却仍掩不住她的疲劳与憔悴，他忽然想到一句著名的诗句：“衣带渐宽终不悔，为伊消得人憔悴。”他垂下头，无言地随着她走出房，心底已不禁泛起一阵情感的波澜，他虽已自抑制，却终是不可断绝。 箕居厅中，又在大嚼的秃顶老人目光扫处，哈哈一笑，道：“你病已好了么？” 南宫平含笑道：“多承老丈关心，我……” 秃顶老人哈哈笑道：“我若是你，绝对还要再病几天。” 南宫平一愣，只听他接口笑道：“若不是你这场大病，这女娃儿怎肯请我在这里大吃大喝，若不是你这场大病，这女娃儿怎肯表露出她对你的情感。你多病几天，我便可多吃几天，你也可多消受几日温柔滋味，这岂非皆大欢喜，你何乐不为？” 他满口油腻，一身褴褛，虽然面目可憎，但说出的话却是这般锋利。 叶曼青垂下头，面上泛起一片红云，羞涩掩去了她内心的情感，只因这些话实已说中了她的心底。 南宫平无可奈何地微笑一下，道：“老丈如果有闲，尽可再与我们共行……”他忽然想起自己绝不能和叶曼青单独走在一起，因为他也不知道该如何抑制自己的情感，是以赶快接口道：“等我病势痊愈，便可陪着老丈小酌小酌，些许东道，我还付得起。” 秃顶老人哈哈笑道：“好极好极……”突地笑声一顿，正色道：“你两人虽然请了我，但我对你两人却绝不感激，只因你两人要我走在一起，完全是别有用心，至于我么……哈哈！也乐得吃喝几顿。” 这几句话又说中了南宫平与叶曼青心底，南宫平坐下干咳几声，道：“老丈若有需要，我也可帮助一二……” 秃顶老人笑声又一顿，正色道：“我岂是妄受他人施舍之人？” 南宫平道：“我可吩咐店伙，去为老丈添置几件衣裳。” 秃顶老人双手连摇，肃然说道：“我和你无怨无仇，你何苦害我？” 南宫平不禁又为之一愣，道：“害……你？” 秃顶老人双手一搓，长身而起，走到南宫平面前，指着他那一件似袍非袍、似袋非袋的衣服道：“你看我这件衣服是何等舒服方便，要站就站，要坐就坐，根本无需为它花任何脑筋。” 他又伸手一指他那濯濯的秃顶，道：“你可知道我为了要变成这样的秃顶，费了多少心血，如此一来我既毋庸花钱理发，也不必洗头结辫，我不知费了多少心血，才研究出最最不必浪费金钱的人生，你如今却要来送我衣服，我若穿了你的衣服，便时时刻刻要为那件衣服操心，岂非就减少了许多赚钱的机会，这样，你岂非是在害我。” 南宫平、叶曼青忍不住对望一眼，只觉他这番言语，当真是听所未听、闻所未闻的理论，却使人一时之间，无法辩驳。 秃顶老人愤怒地“哼”了两声，回到桌旁，一面在吃，一面说道：“你两人若是要我陪你们，就请以后再也不要提起这些话，哼哼！我若不念在你的金钱实在值得别人尊敬，此刻早已走了。” 叶曼青暗哼一声，转回头去，南宫平长叹一声，道：“金钱一物，难道当真是这般重要么？” 秃顶老人长叹一声，道：“我纵然用尽千言万语，也无法向你这样的一个公子哥儿解释金钱的重要，但只要你受过一些磨难之后，便根本毋庸我解释，也会知道金钱的重要了。” 南宫平心中忽地兴起一阵感触，忖道：“但愿我能尝一尝穷的滋味，但要我贫穷，却是一件多么困难之事。” 他自嘲地哂然一笑，秃顶老人正色道：“我说的句句实言，你笑个什么？” 南宫平缓缓道：“我在笑与老丈相识至今，却还不知道老丈的姓名。” 秃顶老人道：“姓名一物，本不重要，你只管唤我钱痴就是了。” 南宫平微微一笑，道：“钱痴……钱痴……”笑容忽敛，道：“方才我笑的本不是为了这个原因，老丈你……” 秃顶老人“钱痴”道：“人们心中的思想，任何人都无权过问，也无权猜测，你心里究竟在想些什么，与我有什么关系，人们与我相处，只要言语、行动之间能够善待于我，他心里便是望我生厌，恨我入骨，我也无妨，我若是整日苦苦追究别人心里的思想，那我便当真要变成个疯痴之人了。” 这几句话有如鞭子般直挞入南宫平心底，他垂下头来，默然沉思良久，秃顶老人“钱痴”早已吃饱，伸腰打了个呵欠，望了叶曼青一眼，淡淡道：“姑娘，我劝你也少去追究别人心里的事，那么你的烦恼也就会少得多了。” 叶曼青亦在垂首沉思，等到她抬起头宋，秃顶老人早已走入院里，灯光映影中，只见院外匆匆走过十余个劲装疾服，腰悬长刀，背上斜插着一面乌漾铁杆的鲜红旗帜的彪形大汉，抬着一口精致的檀木箱子，走入另一座院中。 这些大汉人人俱是行动矫健，神色剽悍，最后一人目光之中，更满含着机警的光彩，