Chapter 9 The Ninth Dark Sky

Sun Qingyu, Tang brothers and sisters, Zhan Yifan and others watched Gu Zhuopiao's back disappear, each of them couldn't help feeling a little worried, turned around and walked out of the alley silently. Zhan Yifan touched the long sword behind him subconsciously, but in an instant he saw a person standing in front of the two carriages he was riding in, leaning against the carriage, his eyes were also looking at this side, as if he was standing There, it's been a long time. As soon as this figure came into Zhan Yifan's eyes, his face couldn't help changing suddenly, he rushed forward with a stride, and sternly said to that person: "Good friend, here we come again."

He smiled coldly: "My friend, if you want to teach me about Zhan, you might as well yell it out openly. Why hide like this and act as if you can't see others? My friend is not a scumbag who can't see the light of day." When Zhan Yifan moved, everyone's eyes could not help but follow him to the person leaning in front of the car, and they all couldn't help screaming, as if it was unexpected. The person leaning in front of the car turned out to be the young scribe in green clothes who was moving so strangely that people couldn't figure out where he came from. At this moment, he lazily stood up straight and said with a smile: "It's strange, it's strange, Could it be that where you can come, Xiaosheng can’t? The real murderer, the real murderer, although Xiaosheng doesn’t dare to be called a ‘mouse’, your Excellency is a bit like a nosy wild dog.”

When this person scolded others, he actually had a smile on his face, without showing any anger. The color on Zhan Yifan's face was extremely ugly.As soon as he left Sichuan, he met this man. He was sitting in a restaurant at that time, and he probably said a few crazy words after drinking. From then on, Zhan Yifan secretly suffered a lot from this person along the way, if Tang Hualong, who was old in the city, didn't stop him, Zhan Yifan would have liked to poke this person into a transparent hole. He was furious, and said again and again: "Okay, okay, I am a wild dog, I am a wild dog, today I am a wild dog, but I want to learn your master's tricks. I want to see what has changed in your excellency."

In his fury, he said "I am a wild dog" in succession. The young man burst into laughter, covered his mouth and said, "Your Excellency is a wild dog, so please forgive me for not being with you. Although Xiaosheng is not talented, But it's not ridiculous enough to bark at a dog, so I'm leaving, I'm leaving." After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. Zhan Yifan is not good at words, now he is being scolded bloody by this young man, seeing that he wants to leave, how can he let it go?He took a big step forward with his left leg, and said sharply: "It's not so easy for a good friend to escape. If you don't show off two tricks and convince my surname Zhan, don't plan to run away today." walked back."

Sure enough, the young man stopped, turned around, still smiling, shook his head and said, "Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, your Excellency is a poet, and you want to have a 'quatrain' with the next couplet, but I don't know if you like 'five character quatrains' What about "seven-character quatrains"? According to Xiaosheng, it is because the rhythmic poems are far more rigorous than the quatrains, so that they show their power." He shook his head and said this big thing, and the onlookers almost laughed out loud.At this moment, Sun Qingyu frowned slightly. It turned out that he, like Tang Hualong, saw that this feigning mad young man in green clothes must have a lot of background, and he was even a rare inner master.

Zhan Yifan didn't wait for him to finish, but his face was already purple with anger, and he yelled: "What a villain, you still call me a 'sao person', I think you are a 'sao not chirping', like a coquettish woman .” In his rage, he even said "Tu Bai", but the young man in green shirt laughed so hard that even Sun Qingyu and the others couldn't help but laugh. It turned out that he practiced martial arts hard since he was a child and didn't read much, so he actually regarded "Sao Ren" in "Sao Ren Mo Ke" as the same word as "Sao Pozi".

Everyone's smile made Zhan Yifan's face even more unbearable, and there was a grievance, and when he became angry from embarrassment, he yelled, moved his body, and punched the boy with a whoosh. Although his "literary talent" is not high, his martial arts are not weak, his punches are like the wind, even though he is angry, he still has internal strength, and there is another evil hand hidden in it. The young man let out a cry of surprise, as if he had been frightened to lose his footing, he fell obliquely backwards, but he dodged this move skillfully, making it impossible for Zhan Yifan to use his next move.

Tianling Star Sun Qingyu and Smiling Chasing Soul rushed forward almost at the same time, and loudly persuaded: "Brother Zhan, there is still a big event tonight, why bother to be so idle now, stop quickly." But Zhan Yifan's eyes were already red with anger at this time, these words could no longer be heard, and he shouted: "You two don't care about trivial matters, even if I move out of the Heavenly King Lao Tzu today, I also want to fight with this shameful person The rats fight each other." As he said that, he rushed forward and wanted to fight again, the young man in green clothes showed a frightened look, and shouted, "It's terrible, it's terrible, I'm going to kill you." Fist, but was cleverly dodged by his staggering footwork.

Sun Qingyu and Tang Hualong were anxious in vain, but they had nothing to do with the senior disciples of the Cang School. Of course, they could see that this feigning mad youth in Tsing Yi must have unique skills. Just in the middle of the meeting, two people suddenly ran over from a distance, and shouted loudly: "Who dares to make noise in front of the Prime Minister's mansion! Is it because your body is itchy, do you want to get a good punishment?" Sun Qingyu looked back and saw that the two men were wearing brocade samurai clothes, so he knew that it was the servant of Xiangmen who had come.

At this time, it was a time of peace and prosperity, although such martial arts masters did not pay attention to the government in secret, but they did not dare to offend people in the official position, let alone those from the Xiangfu. He hurriedly shouted to stop Zhan Yifan, while catching up with the two servants of the Prime Minister's family and apologizing, repeatedly apologizing. In this situation, Zhan Yifan had no choice but to hold back resentfully, but his eyes were still staring at the young man in blue, as if he was afraid that he would take the opportunity to slip away.

Unexpectedly, they were still standing still with a smile on their faces. Although the two guards of the Xiangfu were full of official words and their eyes were shaking, they were all bachelors who didn't rub a grain of sand in their eyes. I don't know everything in my heart, and I know that they are not easy to mess with. It should be known that it is not an old official, how could they become servants of the Prime Minister's mansion? After thinking about it for a while, they all had the plan of "one more thing is worse than one less thing". Seeing the opportunity, he closed the hood and said in official language: "My friends are all veterans. The city of Beijing is so big that it is difficult to solve it. Why do you want to do it in front of this Prime Minister's mansion? Can you afford it? Brothers, don’t you want to break your jobs because of your friends?” Tianling star Sun Qingyu rolled his eyes and said with an apologetic smile: "The two elders are more forgiving, and the younger ones didn't mean to make trouble here, but just had a little misunderstanding with this friend after visiting Mr. Gu. " When the two tolerances heard "Young Master Gu", they naturally closed the awning faster, and hurriedly said: "In this case, everyone, please go back quickly, so as not to embarrass us who are doing errands." Sun Qingyu kept laughing and said: "It's okay, it's okay, don't worry." While telling everyone to get in the car quickly, he gave a secret bow to the young man in green clothes, and said softly: "First ask your friend to drive to the car, some small things are easy to explain, Let’s talk about it when we get to another place.” He added: “This old man has absolutely no malicious intentions, friends, please rest assured.” The young man in the green shirt smiled slightly, and got into the car, but saw Zhan Yifan's ashen face, and followed him in. As soon as he got on the car, he said loudly to the handlebar through the small window in front of the car: "You drive the car away." When you go outside the city, you can find a place to stop, as long as there is no one there." With a shout from the handlebars and a whip, the car moved away.Sun Qingyu sat in the car, looked at Zhan Yifan's face, and knew that he was really angry. Although his seniority in the martial arts was a generation older than him, he was a great apprentice of the Seven-Handed Excalibur, and it was very likely that he would be The head of the next generation of the Diancang faction, there is nothing he can do to stop him. The young man in green shirt still seemed indifferent, with a smile on his face.Sun Qingyu looked this person up and down a few times, and saw that his eyes were satisfied, his face was beautiful, his teeth were as white as jade when he smiled, and his hands were even more slender, like spring onions. Seeing his neck again, the collar was very high, and he covered his neck, as if he was afraid that people would see if he had an Adam's apple on his neck, so Sun Qingyu couldn't help laughing secretly. Although there was nothing special about it, this old Jianghu had seen it. This person must be a woman. But he didn't say anything, he just thought in his heart, this person is young, and she is a woman, but judging from the skill that he showed just now, her martial arts are extremely high. But is this person right?In the martial arts world, how could there be so many young masters suddenly. The car was not slow in the first place, but with Zhan Yifan's repeated urging, it became even faster. There were four people sitting in this car, besides Sun Qingyu, Zhan Yifan and the young man in green shirt, there was another person who was naturally Tang Hualong who was also very concerned about this matter. At this moment, he was also thinking about the question about the young man in the blue shirt, and he thought to himself: "This man is not weak, if he joins us in the future, he will be an excellent helper, I think he heard the 'residual gold poison After palm's name, there will definitely be a question of the hatred of the enemy." Over the past hundred years, Remnant Gold Poison Palm has really been a figure who is attacked by groups in the martial arts world. Unexpectedly, he was thinking and asking himself when the car bumped and stopped. Zhan Yifan immediately pushed open the car door, swished, got up and got down, looked around, only to see that this place is indeed very secluded, the snow on the ground has accumulated thickly, as if no one has been here for a long time. He smiled in satisfaction, but the smile disappeared immediately, and he yelled into the car: "Good friend, your land is here, hurry up and get down with your tail between your legs!" Sun Qingyu and Tang Hualong glanced at each other and got out of the car, each thinking in their hearts how to get rid of the siege later, and of course Zhan Yifan's face must also be taken into consideration. Finally, the young man in green clothes slowly got out of the car, looked around, and saw that the ground was covered with white snow, and even the cypress branches looked like piles of snowflakes. The most wonderful thing is that not far away there are a few wild old plum trees with twisted branches like iron, exuding a delicate fragrance in this ice and snow field, like a few beauties in red makeup next to a group of white-haired old men. The young man in Tsing Yi seemed to be intoxicated by this wonderful scene, he clicked his tongue repeatedly, and praised: "The dark fragrance is frequently sent, and the color of snow is better than silver. Unexpectedly, even your coachman is also an elegant person. Finding such an elegant place, I can't help but make my petty worries disappear. , the bones of the gods are all clear." On the one hand, he shook his head and murmured in his mouth, as if he was looking for plums in the snow. Zhan Yifan, however, was so enraged when he saw it, he sneered repeatedly, and scolded: "It's cold here, and there's a lot of snow, whose corpses are dumped here, the insurance won't rot, my surname Zhan will find it for you." You are lucky to be in such a good place.” The young man in Tsing Yi raised his head to the sky and burst into a long laugh, the laughter was clear and high-pitched, shaking the snow on the branches to fly down in pieces.Sun Qingyu and Tang Hualong couldn't help looking at each other again. Zhan Yifan is not a fool, how could he fail to see that this young man possessed unique skills, but he was humiliated repeatedly, he was really ashamed and indignant, he relied on his sword skills and had two assistants by his side. Therefore, after hearing the young man's laughter, his complexion changed slightly, he twitched his backhand, and with a "choke", he withdrew the long sword behind him, and waved it slightly, as if a piece of autumn water flowed down from the sky , as expected, not only is he skilled in swordsmanship, but he is also a good swordsman. With a sword in his hand, his expression suddenly calmed down. He has practiced hard for more than ten years. This kind of internal swordsman should have the conditions, even though he was furious, he still did not forget it. The young man in green clothes stopped laughing, glanced proudly, and then said with a smile: "It seems that your Excellency really wants to give Xiaosheng a sword, alas, no matter, no matter, Xiaosheng looks like he is really going to be buried here and die here." Under such a sharp sword, it is also very happy." Zhan Yifan didn't say a word, his eyes were fixed on the tip of the sword, and suddenly his eyes moved, fixed on the young man in green shirt, he gave a slight scold, and when he made a wrong footstep, the sword light came through the sky. Tianlingxing Sun Qingyu and Smiling Chasing Soul are both people of knowledge, Zhan Yifan stretched out his hand, calm and meticulous, with the intention of sword first, it really is the authentic inner swordsmanship. The two of them were silently praising each other, spreading their sails and walking with the sword, the sword traveled with them, their bodies were like willows in the wind, light and graceful, the light of their swords was like catkins all over the sky, and the dots were like snow. Attacking Counting Sword, this kind of internal swordsmanship, once used, it is like the water of the Yangtze River, rushing in, so that the opponent can't even find a gap or a gap. But the young man in green shirt didn't change his smile, his long gown fluttered, and his footsteps were a little messy. At first glance, he really looked like he was cornered. However, Zhan Yifan's sword light all over the sky couldn't touch him at all. Sun Qingyu and Tang Hualong couldn't help but change their faces. This young man's physical skills were something he had never seen or heard before, and his skill was so high that it was unbelievable. Zhan Yifan's expression became extremely dignified, and the transformation of his sword moves seemed to be a lot slower, but on this fine steel sword, it seemed to be attached to something very heavy. Both Sun Qingyu and Tang Hualong knew that Cang Swordsman was doing his best at this time, dealing with this young man with his extremely powerful internal swordsmanship. The two of them couldn't help becoming tense, their eyes fixed on the two boys. The young man in green shirt suddenly laughed loudly and said: "Young master has played enough." Amidst the laughter, the two wide sleeves were suddenly rolled up, and the sword in Zhan Yifan's palm was pocketed up. Zhan Yifan let out a fierce snort, abruptly changed the sword style from "Yi shoots the nine suns" to "sea tide blue light", between the wrist and elbow, there was a jerk, and the sword light turned back like a dragon. Unexpectedly, the young man in green shirt laughed loudly again, a white shadow suddenly shot out from his two wide sleeves, it turned out to be one of his slender hands, just when Zhan Yifan abruptly retracted the sword that was thrown out. He stretched out his right hand quickly, and flicked his jade finger outwards lightly. There was only a "choking" sound from the dragon, and the sharp weapon forged from refined steel in Zhan Yifan's palm was actually snapped into two by the young man's slender hand. As a result, not only did Zhan Yifan's face change dramatically, Sun Qingyu and Tang Hualong couldn't help being stunned by this miraculous martial arts, they stood there speechless for a long while. After the young man in the green shirt smiled, he flicked his sleeves suddenly and said coldly: "An ignorant fool like you should have taught you a lesson, but for the sake of a friend of mine, let me spare you for the time being." This time, get out of here!" Zhan Yifan is from a famous family, he was humiliated when he first came out of the rivers and lakes, he looked at the broken sword in his hand, he let out a long sigh, suddenly felt all hope was lost, he glanced at the young man in green shirt, but inserted the broken sword back carefully Behind him, he turned his head and left without saying a word. Tang Hualong hurried to catch up and shouted: "Brother Zhan, go slowly!" Unexpectedly, Zhan Yifan didn't turn his head back, he stomped his feet, his figure swept up, and he traveled more than two feet in one stroke, approaching three or two ups and downs, his long and slender figure disappeared in the light of snow on the ground. Tang Hualong let out a long sigh, and turned around. He knew that Zhan Yifan must be very dissatisfied with his inaction. He raised his eyes and saw that Sun Qingyu had already walked towards the boy and bowed his head. The young man in green shirt regained that slightly mocking smile and looked at Sun Qingyu. After Sun Qingyu bowed, he respectfully said: "Your Excellency's martial arts are extraordinary and holy, but it opened my eyes." He bowed deeply again, and said: "Xiao Ke Sun Qingyu, for the sake of the world's martial arts, I beg your Excellency to help you to uphold justice and uphold justice for the world's martial arts fellows." After finishing speaking, he unexpectedly bowed again. The young man in green clothes waved his hands again and again, and said: "Old hero, don't be so polite, although Xiaosheng is weak, but if it is really about the world's martial arts, Xiaosheng has to do his best no matter what." It must be known that he was only dissatisfied with Zhan Yifan's arrogance, so he punished him a little bit, but he did not have any malice towards Sun Qingyu and others, so his words at this moment were very gentle. Sun Qingyu hurriedly said in a respectful voice: "Your Excellency, do you know that the devil's golden poisonous palm that has harmed martial arts for a hundred years has reappeared in the Jianghu? Speaking of this, the young man in green shirt said "oh", showing a very interested look. At this time, the sound of the car was rumbling, and another car drove over. It must be the car in which Lin Peiqi, Cheng Gai and others were riding. It drove over from behind, but Sun Qingyu didn't turn his head. Because the old Jianghu has seen at this moment that this person with unfathomable martial arts has already become interested in this matter, so he never asks about his background, let alone tell him that he has already seen that this person is a girl who is easy to love. , just following the person's "Oh", and then said: "Not only that, the disciple accepted by this devil is actually a first-rank son in the dynasty. The poison is not under his teacher, so, wouldn't the Golden Poison Palm become even more powerful?" Hearing this, the young man in green shirt seemed to be agitated for a while, but he had buried the excitement deeply at this moment. Therefore, Sun Qingyu, the star of Tianling, paused for a while, and then immediately continued: "Although this golden poisonous palm has been in the martial arts for a hundred years, although Xiao Ke's old eyes are dim, he can still see that your excellency has reached the point of proficiency in martial arts. , I am afraid that in the whole world, only Your Excellency can compete with that Residual Gold Poison Palm." The young man in green shirt smiled again, but his smile was just to cover up the uneasiness in his heart. At this moment, the dragon tongue swordsman Lin Peiqi, the eight-step chasing cicada Cheng Gai and others have arrived. After listening to Tang Hualong's simple narration, and looking at the half-cut sword still left on the snow, these martial arts masters were all stunned and stared blankly. Looking at this almost unbelievable young man. Sun Qingyu went on to say: "If your Excellency will help you out of righteousness, not only will I, Sun Qingyu, be grateful for the whole year, but my fellow martial artists from all over the world will also be very grateful for your high righteousness after hearing about it." As he spoke, it seemed as if he was about to burst into tears, and he wished he could kneel down in front of this young man immediately to find out what he was thinking about. The boy let out an "oh" noncommittal, and fell into deep thought. However, because he did not refuse, Sun Qingyu went on to say happily: "Tonight, Zizheng, that surnamed Gu has agreed to meet Xiao Ke in a deserted house in the suburbs. May your Excellency be able to—” The young man in green clothes suddenly raised his head, interrupted Sun Qingyu, and asked, "The desolate house? Where is it? What desolate house is it?" Cheng Gai, the eight-step chasing cicada, hurriedly said: "The desolate house is outside the western suburbs, on the side of the road leading to the west mountain, because there is only such a big house there, and you can see it when you get there." The young man in green shirt lowered his head again, as if from Sun Qingyu's words, he had discovered something that was enough to excite him, but also enough to make him think deeply. And Qunhao couldn't help falling into silence, just looking straight at this strange young man with strange movements and unfathomable martial arts, hoping that he could give him a satisfactory answer. The sound of the wind passed through the snow-covered woods, passing with a violent but not ear-piercing whistling sound. This is a moment of silence. However, the young man who seemed to be hiding a great secret slowly raised his head, his two bright eyes swept across the faces of these martial arts masters, and said: "Tonight Zizheng, a deserted house in the western suburbs, good! Good! Xiaosheng Will go when the time comes." Where the wide sleeves of the oversized scribe's clothes flicked, his figure seemed to suddenly creep up into the air, and then he turned about three feet away in the air, with his arms outstretched, and his figure swept across the sky again. Yu, his footsteps a little on the snow-covered forest. Then the young man in green shirt disappeared under the gray sky. The snow on the dead tree did not shake off a single snowflake because of his tiptoe, but some people standing on the snow were completely shocked by it. No one would believe this kind of light work if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, let alone believe that it happened to a very young boy—or even a "girl". As a result, a series of identical questions immediately popped up in everyone's mind, who is this person Huai?Why come?Where did his astonishing martial arts come from?Of course, these questions are like questions, and they have no answers at this moment. It's just that they are very satisfied in their hearts at this moment, because this strange man has agreed to their request, and promised to go to the abandoned house in the wilderness tonight at midnight. Sun Qingyu sighed joyfully, and said: "It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River are pushing the waves ahead. I never imagined that this person is so young, and his martial arts are already so good——" He glanced at the half-broken sword that was still shining on the snowy ground, and said again: "Even if he spreads his sails, it's no wonder that he is arrogant, and his skills are indeed not weak. It's a pity that he left after being frustrated. Alas! You are so young." People, really can't hold back." He said it was a pity, but he didn't feel any pity in his heart, because although Zhan Yifan left, he got a martial arts master ten times stronger in exchange. So, sighing on the surface of the old Jianghu, but smiling in his heart, he got into the carriage. In front of their eyes, an extremely beautiful picture seemed to have appeared, that is, the corpse of Residual Gold Poison Palm lying helplessly at their feet. And that strange young man in green shirt was standing side by side with them, smiling triumphantly. Yes, this picture is beautiful, but it seems too beautiful, so beautiful that even they themselves can't believe it. Winter nights usually come very quickly, but those who are waiting feel that today's night seems to be slower than usual, but it finally came. Like the day before, and the day before, and even like most cold winter nights—tonight, too, was starless and moonless.The cold made people tuck their necks into their collars as much as possible. Here and now, it would be so comfortable to drink fresh green hot wine around a small red clay stove, but Gu Zhuopiao does not have this kind of comfort at this moment. Feeling. The lights in the house were bright, but his face was dark, which formed a strong contrast with the bright lights, and he was lost in thought. Sitting opposite him was an old man with a broken arm, and his face was also gloomy. In addition to his original old and thin face, this gloom was even more apparent. On the stool at their feet sat a child who had been infected with adult melancholy. None of them spoke, whether it was because they had finished speaking, or because they had nothing to say at all.They did not even know that the fire before them had gone out. This is because they are all meditating. Contemplation prevented them from talking, not paying attention to the fire in the stove, and not realizing that there was a figure of a night traveler standing silently outside the window at this time. The Night Pedestrian was also lost in thought at this moment, and suddenly turned around, wanting to knock on the window, but just as his fingers were about to touch the window frame, he stopped abruptly. This person seems to have some kind of magic, which suddenly turns this living person into a lifeless clay figure. Gu Zhuopiao didn't notice it, the old man with the broken arm didn't notice it, and neither did the child. Almost no one in this world knows that there is a figure who has eavesdropped on their conversation standing outside Mr. Gu's window tonight, and of course they don't know who this person is. After a long time, Gu Zhuopiao let out a long sigh, stood up, turned around and went inside, and after a while, he came out with a set of golden clothes in his hand, and handed them to the old man with the broken arm. There was a smile on the old man's dark face, but after meeting those eyes, the smile in his smile was far less sorrowful. With only three fingers left on his right hand, he pointed at the child and said slowly, "This child——ah!" Before he finished speaking, he ended his words with a long sigh, because he knew that even if he didn't say what he said, people would know it. Gu Zhuopiao's eyes paused sadly on the old man and the child, then he turned around again, with his hands behind his back, and walked into another room without saying a word. The sound of the wind seemed to be getting louder and louder, making the window paper rattling. The night was getting thicker and thicker, and suddenly——in the back garden of Xiangfu, a golden figure flashed out, flew up to the wall, looked around for a direction, jumped down the wall, and disappeared in the sky after a few ups and downs. In the dark night. Qi'er stood at the window sadly, watching the golden figure disappear, then wiped the tears on his cheeks, sadly sat down by the stove again, and fiddled with the long-extinguished fire in the stove. At this moment, the young boy seemed to have grown up a lot, and his sigh sounded more like an adult. The backyard was as quiet as death, and suddenly—a golden figure appeared, like a swallow, twisted in the air, and then flew out of the wall of the backyard, and disappeared after a long stretch in the dark. As a result, the dark back garden fell silent again, and the cold wind in early spring blew on the window like a knife. If the window paper hadn't been double-layered, with thin threads woven into patterns in the middle, it would have been destroyed by now. This knife-like cold wind blows the pieces to pieces. But, suddenly - another golden figure flitted up in the back garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and flitted out at a turning point, hesitated outside the wall for a moment, then flied away at an extremely fast speed. As a result, everything returned to dead silence, and the earth did not change in the slightest because of the appearance of these three golden figures. The sky, like ink was splashed, was a kind of black with a slight luster. Well, black, isn't there always a lot of secrets behind black?