Chapter 2 The second round of stealth

In the dark place behind the city wall, the Lu Nan man hid for a long time, and then he took off the short samurai he was wearing, and took off a bundle that was tightly tied to his body. Inside was a set of the most common clothes at that time , and a leather hood that is common in the north. So when he strolled down from the city, he had become a very ordinary person, no different from the small businessmen in Baoding Mansion who were bustling on the streets all day long, but what he thought in his heart was completely different from those people Just the same experience. His heart was in pain like being bitten by a poisonous snake, so that his face became even paler, and his eyes hidden under the hood also turned blood red with anger and resentment.

His cottage in the suburbs of Suzhou was originally warm, and he and his wife were also happy.He loves humans passionately, so he doesn't want to arrange his residence in the mountains like most celebrities in the martial arts.But just in the city of Suzhou, enjoying the quiet, warm and happy life enjoyed by most young and wealthy couples with his wife who is famous for her beauty. Of course, there will be many martial arts masters coming to pay a special visit. They will also come out side by side in those beautiful days in late spring and early autumn, galloping in the rivers and lakes, enjoying the envious eyes of people.

Even though there were some enemies, they were subdued under his pair of cold iron halberds. But the bad luck did not let him go. Xiao Wu, the leader of Tianzheng who intimidated the martial arts world within five years and was regarded as the only genius in the martial arts for a century, met Xue Ruobi by chance. The wife who had always thought she was very faithful was unfaithful to him and eloped into the arms of the leader of Tianzheng! What's more, Xiao Wu, the leader of Tianzheng, actually used the power he cultivated in the martial arts with his supreme force, high IQ and great perseverance to eradicate Tieji Wenhou.

Lu Nan people are arrogant, and he immediately resisted with all his strength. But he failed, like everyone else in the martial arts, he was unable to fight against the huge power of Tianzhengjiao. Several times, he almost died under the ring attack of the highest-ranking Golden Shirt Fragrance Masters in the Tianzheng Sect. But he was unwilling to die, so he tried his best to escape from Jiangnan.He deceived Tian Zhengjiao by feigning death, and also deceived all the heroes in the martial arts, and disappeared. No one would have thought that he would hide himself on one of the most prosperous streets in Baoding Mansion, and no one would have thought that Yi Feng, a scholar from the south of the Yangtze River who lived in a large courtyard with many failed scholars, would be a Marquis Wen, the most famous iron halberd in martial arts.

In this courtyard, the sound of books is loud all day long, and the failed scholars are looking for their dreams in books. Like those scholars, Yi Feng is also reading books—all kinds of books. He practiced martial arts since he was a child, so he had no time to read at all, and gradually found a comfort and satisfaction in books, which enabled him to calmly look forward to, looking forward to a chance for him to get revenge. It was a very difficult time. When a person turns back from his fame, the mood is often unbearable for most people, but he passed it. two years later— When people have gradually begun to forget, or even completely forgot the name Tieji Wenhou, he was carrying a basket of books, wearing a blue shirt with a cold collar, his pale face was covered up with medicine yellow, and he lowered his head like a Frustrated, like a traveling scholar, he started his journey again, but he is no longer an all-powerful figure.

Sometimes, when a strong horse galloped past and was splashed by the muddy water splashed by the horse, he would find that the rider on the horse had bowed to ask for his advice. Sometimes, when he was sitting in a noisy teahouse and heard some vulgar men talking about martial arts affairs, the blood that had been accumulated in his chest for a long time would boil for a while, but was instantly overwhelmed by himself. Hold back. Soon, he discovered that the status of Tianzhengjiao in the martial arts is growing day by day. The famous sects in the martial arts in the past have withered talents in recent years. It is difficult to hear a few new masters in the Jianghu. Will be snatched by the Heavenly Conflict Sect.

Therefore, at only twenty-six years old, he was depressed and lonely like he was sixty-two years old. It was just that deep hatred that made him still wait and expect. There are many people who are able to live in this world, but also rely on the power of waiting and expecting. When he began to tire of the city, he went to the mountains.When he is sure that there is no one else, he will use his martial arts that have not been wasted for a day to climb to the poor mountains and mountains that ordinary people cannot climb. Of course, he was hoping for a miracle. But do miracles happen to a man who seems to be at the end of his life?

Huashan is one of the Five Sacred Mountains, with beautiful mountains, magnificent scenery, and beautiful spring and autumn days. It was originally a place for poets to wander and sing. But in this cold early spring, even if some people come to enjoy the snow with interest, they only go to the bottom of the mountainside to taste it.Few people will climb up in the snow at the risk of sliding down the mountain. On this day, in the shade of the top of Mount Hua, a man climbed up like a monkey, and he took a closer look, and found that this extremely skilled figure could not be seen from head to toe to be a martial arts figure.Of course he is from Lunan - Yifeng.

The trees had long since died, and he jumped up and down on the snow-covered rocks, looking around.There are white clouds, the sky is bright, the wind is blowing and the trees are standing, and the cold air is blowing. At this time, he really felt his own insignificance!The suffocation in his chest all became vague at this moment, and he felt that his heart was open and comfortable. He wished he could scream loudly. Had it been a few years ago, he would have done it without hesitation. But at this moment, he only had the courage to let out a long sigh, as if he would startle someone if he let out a long cry, but would there be people in this kind of place?

He stood blankly on a protruding rock, and when the mountain wind blew, his whole body seemed to be blown up by the wind. At this time, he was completely engrossed in the natural scenery. Suddenly, a very slight voice sounded behind him. "Mom, will he fall?" said a clear girl's accent, "I think he can also do martial arts!" Although the sound was extremely pleasant, it made him startled, and he turned around suddenly. There was a mountain wall behind him. Although the trees on the mountain wall were shaken by the wind, in front of the mountain wall was a rugged wasteland. The trees on the wasteland It may be prosperous in summer, but at a glance at this time, you can see the bottom, where is anyone there?

Anyone in this situation would be terrified all over, let alone him who pretended to be dead in order to avoid revenge? He only felt a burst of cold sweat, his eyes were still moving around, and suddenly stopped at one place, because he saw a pair of moving eyes in a cave on the mountain wall. He took a step forward, and his whole body was already closely preparing for any kind of thing that would happen, because this might be his enemy. After a long period of peaceful life, when encountering such a thing again, he couldn't help becoming a little nervous. He walked forward slowly step by step. At this time, he had made up his mind that as long as there was any doubt about that person, he would use all means to get rid of him, because he could not allow anyone to find his trace. Otherwise it is your own death. The distance between him and those eyes was getting closer and closer, and he realized that they were also staring at him intently.But because the light was too dim, he couldn't see who those eyes belonged to. Suddenly, the pair of eyes popped out. He was startled, and waved his palm at a wrong step. An extremely strong palm wind immediately came out from his palm. Bang, the pair of eyes and its body were unexpectedly caught by this palm. He was so shocked that he hit the rock and died with a howl. He was startled, and looked intently, but those eyes belonged to a lynx, and he couldn't help laughing secretly at his nervousness. But, "Where did the voice come from?" he was thinking. Following his snicker, he couldn't help becoming more terrified, because the hidden person was most likely his enemy.But judging from the situation at this time, if this person is his enemy, he is a powerful character who is extremely difficult to deal with! He turned around, his true energy was gathered, he was confident that if necessary he would strike with all his strength, the strength was astonishing. But where the mountain wind blows, the scenery remains the same, and there is still no shadow of people. He couldn't help saying in a deep voice: "I'm going down to Yifeng, and I'm going to visit Mount Hua occasionally. Who is the expert who spoke, please come and give me advice?" His usual composure has been lost in his voice, because any unknowable thing is frightening. When the voice fell, there was still no answer.His eyes searched around sharply, but he didn't dare to move his figure. Because he was afraid that when he left, the person hiding in the dark would also take the opportunity to slip away.He is also afraid of being plotted by others when his body moves. It's not that he was overly concerned. It should be known that during the period when he was hunted down by the Tianzheng Sect, if he hadn't relied on this careful wit, he might have died ten times already! At this time, in such a remote mountain and poor ditch, he dared not be negligent.Because any negligence may cause him a fatal blow.Therefore, even though he could hear the voice of a girl, the fear in his heart did not diminish in the slightest. Because in this kind of place, how could there be a girl's voice, and why did that voice stop immediately after saying a word?And it doesn't show up! "It's obvious that there is some kind of conspiracy involved." He thought to himself, not daring to slack off in the slightest. One hour passed, and the second hour came.In the shade of the mountain, it was as quiet as if all the creatures in the world had died, not even a horse bleating or a beast neighing. His staring eyes were slightly sore from not resting for a long time.His ears could already discern the sound of a twig snapping amidst the sound of the wind. But he saw nothing, heard nothing, and the hour passed again. He began to doubt his own opinion, "Could it be that the person who spoke has already left, but I'm just stupidly waiting here to die? Otherwise, it's impossible for him to hide for so long?" But he was sure that when he heard that sentence and the moment he turned around, no one would be able to escape from behind him and out of his sight. "Unless he can fly," he mused. "But if he didn't leave, but just hid in a place I don't know, why?" So he found an answer for himself: "It must be against me, lest I see him." He was suspicious, and he refused to relax his tense nerves. As dusk approached, he still stood there, but he couldn't help but feel even more anxious, because when night fell, his own position would be even more unfavorable.It is already "the enemy is in the dark and we are in the dark", and with the cover of night, isn't it much more convenient for the person in the dark to escape or plot against him? It should be noted that this is not because he is too worried, but an unavoidable phenomenon after many disasters where life and death are a matter of life and death. Because in his situation, the boundary between life and death is indeed not very clear.